"we can get down like there's no one around"

About this running business of mine. See, it's difficult for me becase I truly, truly hate running. It kills me from the inside.

Mostly I think I hate it because I get bored of running the same bloomin' track every frickin' time. B to the O to the RING.

And then we have the problem with music. Everyone seems to run with their Ipod. It makes it easier they say. But see that creates new problems for me. Firstly, I have absolutely no upbeat music on my Itunes. And secondly I have freakishly small ears so the headphones just keeps popping out. But I've managed stay calm and not get irritated, just take a deep breath every 2 minutes and put them back in. (Perseverance my friends. That's the word).

But again. The music. I have now been running for four weeks to the sweet sound of Britney Spears. (Who put that on my Itunes?) And it kills me even more. Britney?! Come on! So when I got a package from Maya last week filled with beautiful letters and our favourite tea and a CD with her running music it was like she had heard me complaining from across the world.

This morning's half an hour run was the easiest in two weeks. Thank you Maya. Thank you playlist with no Britney.

"if everything could ever feel this real forever"

Sorry for being so silent for a couple of days. But I've been busy. Skived uni on Friday to go to the beach instead. It was definitely the right choice. I'm only living in Australia once right? And yesterday I studied the whole day making up for what I missed on Friday. Haha. I'm clever. I know.

For a couple of days I've been struggling with ridiculous home sickness. It's all very odd. I didn't think I would miss home. But I do. I'm blaming it all on Maya. The letter she wrote me just made me cry for ages and realize how much I miss her. How much I miss Scotland. And Sweden. My family. My friends. My grandma. My man..

But I'm glad I have Veronica here in the house. She keeps me sane.

"i will bring you happiness, wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow"

In two days it's my birthday. I haven't been this excited about my birthday for years.. I'm like a little child. That's maybe why I danced around and around all day Saturday in the cutest skirt ever. My parents sent it to me. How sweet aren't they? Oh and all of the Bilar is gone. Gone. Gone.

Oh. How. I. Love. Getting letters and parcels with the post. Give me more!

"i just like to smile. smiling is my favourite"

It feels like things has changed in me since I moved here. I'm a truly happy gal now. It's weird. I don't do happy as a wise man named Colin told me a couple of months ago. But you see, I think I do. Just wanted to share that with you. For no other reason than that I like being happy. This is me.

We went out again on Thursday. The Norwegian society's pubcrawl. Oh it was messy. But heyho how fun it was. It started at 6 pm and I think we came home around 3 in the morning. That's a lot of hours of drinking, peeps. Oh. Don't tell my grandma please.. She thinks I'm a well behaved girl. Oh I really am going to hell right?

Oh, well. I've finally been to a place called the Down Under Bar and it was just as tacky yet amazing as I've heard. Five minutes after entering the door people were getting naked on the dance floor for the chance of winning 100 dollars. Mmm. Love it.

And then when we got home after hours of dancing and drinking. I found a package for me in the living room. Oh. The joy of getting a package. It was heaps of salt liquorice. From my wonderful brother. He's the bestest in the whole wide world. And while Super Ivan laughed at my childish happiness over a bag of candy I had a piece of Tyrkisk Peber and felt like crying of joy.

"a man walks down a street, he says why am i soft in the middle?"

I know some of you want to skype with me. Sorry guys. Aint gonna happen. The internet here in the house is so frickin slow. Especially down in my room. So email me instead. Or call me on my Swedish phone. Or better yet. Send me a letter. Oh yes, yes yes. Please do. I'm the best penpal ever.

Oh boy, have I been super duper efficient today. Woke up, read 50 pages in my book. Had breakfast. Made research and put a pdf together in InDesign for my presentation tomorrow on cool things like this. Then some work on my portfolio project that I still have in Edinburgh. Lunch. Then sent an email to a woman about an internship this fall. Wrote a letter to the best cousin in the whole world. Then the sun came out for 30 minutes so I put my bikini on and enjoyed the sun whilst drawing buildings in my sketch book. Then it started raining, and I probably don't have to tell you what I did for the next 30 minutes? Yep. 2 laps.

And I just want to remind you that in exactly 2 weeks it's my birthday. So If you're wondering where you're gonna send that beautiful birthday card you made me this weekend then my address is:

46 Heidelberg Street
East Brisbane
QLD 4169
l'Australie