torsdag 16 juli 2009

3.31am


I cant sleep and I got a flight to catch in three hours. The trip to Sweden was awsome, besides when I reached for my Iphone that I accidently dropped in the toilet - after I did my business. Lin is coming over to Bali for one week and she is staying with us, we are planning to eye molest surfers and eat well. Me and AJ are going to spend our first week in Ubud, some hippie wannabe place, just to be like Goa in the 60s, well, all the places just to be like Goa in the 60s. U get what I mean.

I still can´t get over the fact that being unemployed in Sweden still gives u enough cash to buy YSL shoes, on sale. I think I will move back soon, I need new shoes.


xoxo

söndag 5 juli 2009

in sweden

yo hoes n pimps out there. Im in Stockholm n busy with being swedish so I will be a bit not here but I promise to update u guys on more in just a couple of days.

hejdå

onsdag 24 juni 2009

"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months." -Oscar Wilde

very important stuff going on today. it feels like it is going to hell already, what the fuck I will just bear it out. tell u guys later.

söndag 21 juni 2009

fredag 19 juni 2009

I hate the feeling of going to sleep almost starving, but I love the feeling of waking up knowing I made it.

Read and take notes bitches!

Go to yajanda.blogspot.com for more


I was a fat kid. Puppy fat, isn't that what you call it? I loved sweets, chocolate, food, coke. I was a healthy kid, children should eat. The human being is not supposed to be skin and bones. But I was chubby, and being chubby was not acceptable in a society of pro-skinniness.

The first time I lost weight was when my mom got a brain tumor and was dying, I was so depressed I couldn't eat and ever since, I link food with emotions, I feel bad - cannot eat, I feel good - can eat.

But I have to admit, I do have problems, sometimes serious problems with food. And I disgust myself for having it.


But who doesn't wanna be anorectic and totally fab?! Here are my tips for the one who needs to lose weight, for those who are tired of the - "exercise and eat healthy" - bullshit. Here are some real good tippy-tips for you who seriously want to get rid of those extra pounds.


1. NEVER EAT FUCKING BREAKFAST. I drink black coffee till I feel sick, when lunch is served, take a nice walk around the neighbourhood. Suck on a lolly pop or some shit. And drink more coffe.

2. STAY AWAY FROM FUCKING HOME. Imagine being alone home, there's only you and the fridge, nobody except God will watch you pig out like a swine, and maybe you're not even religious. If you're not home, you don't have access to the food. (unless you pig out at McDonald's, but God forbid).

Get a job instead or work as a volounteer.

3. GET A PARTNER WHO VERBALLY FUCKING ABUSES YOU. ´The times I've been skinniest have been when I've been in a relationship with some sadistic man who pinches my "fat" aka "skin" and talks about beautiful skinny girls he's seen on the subway or downtown or such, only to make me jealous. And women are raised to satisfy, it's deeply rooted in our minds and of course we'll do everything and anything to keep our men, to make them see us, to make them stay with us. Oh, poor us women. And fuck the macho, as Svetlana would put it. (I love you Svetlana Loboda).

4. Whenever you eat, eat whatever you want. If you wanna drink double cream, go for it. Just don't have any meals of real food. I can't remember last time a had a good, healthy meal. I just eat candy, chips, junk, trash, drugs, air...

Back on track, DINNER. Watch out for the big no no; I haven't eaten all day, I can afford piggying out. NO, YOU CAN'T. I hate the feeling of going to sleep almost starving, but I love the feeling of waking up knowing I made it.

5. Start using all kinds of weightloss drugs and COFFEE. The pills work, believe me. But it comes with a price, your health. (But who gives a fuck about fucking health??) Maybe they're just placebo, but for me they work, at least mentally.

torsdag 18 juni 2009

Vassup



On the question of what Bruno sleeps in, the Austrian gay star replied:

"In reality, ich sleep in a seaweed body wrap under a Zac Posen Navy-Cut Nightshirt. In mein dreams, ich sleep naked in a giant reed basket drifting slowly down ze Nile, cradled in ze arms of Daniel Radcliffe."

one of those days



The nurse from the Lasik eye centre called me up today to ask if everything was fine, I told her that last night I had to much too drink and this morning my eyes was aching like hell. Nurse Lee - "alcohol dehydrates your whole body, just use the eye lubricant drops and on saturday you can start to wear eye products". Great, so I will go blind everytime I drink. I am so fucking hungover today it reminded me of when I was 15 and was swearing to myself with the head on the toilet seat that I will never never ever drink again. Oh well, u all know that story and how it goes.

I bought Marie Clarie the other day and it had a "not suitable for young people" sticker on the frontpage just below the waistline of Bruno. Bruno is a blast, cant wait til his new movies comes out. Today I learned from the mag. that 5% of British women had one night stands just to piss the partner off and that parsley and celery makes your body retain less fluid. How to pack for the perfect summer holiday and how to prevent cellulite.

I am getting more excitd about my Stockholm trip and Boy(my friend from LDN that I met in Goa) asked if one day is enough to see me in Sthlm. Maybe he is afraid of telling his wifey that he is going to Sthlm for one night. It doesnt sound right, does it. I deserve more than one night anyways.