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| Blood orange, grape, ginger and pennyroyal juice |
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| Scrambled eggs and grapes |
tisdag 3 maj 2011
torsdag 28 april 2011
If you move like a jellyfish
Dear stranger
I have never heard anything so hilarious as this, ever! I was listening to the radio as I sat in the car on my way to a charity sale and on the radio they were talking about Obamas press conference and about Mckanes irritating and unnecessary comments about his birth certificate. Why can't the republicans stop bully him?
Anyway, the show on the radio was kind of a comedy show and they said that you could compare it with school. The republicans is the bully and Obama is the teachers pet. They also thought that he was handling the thing the wrong way. Instead of, as Obama said, "Waist time on this unimportant matter" and yet again show his birth certificate he should just have said to Kane "Well yo mama told me that she have a bit of a jungle fever last night, when i boned her!". I really can't see him saying that!
What do you think Obama should say, leave comments down under!
I have never heard anything so hilarious as this, ever! I was listening to the radio as I sat in the car on my way to a charity sale and on the radio they were talking about Obamas press conference and about Mckanes irritating and unnecessary comments about his birth certificate. Why can't the republicans stop bully him?
Anyway, the show on the radio was kind of a comedy show and they said that you could compare it with school. The republicans is the bully and Obama is the teachers pet. They also thought that he was handling the thing the wrong way. Instead of, as Obama said, "Waist time on this unimportant matter" and yet again show his birth certificate he should just have said to Kane "Well yo mama told me that she have a bit of a jungle fever last night, when i boned her!". I really can't see him saying that!
What do you think Obama should say, leave comments down under!
From Jodie with love
onsdag 27 april 2011
Balletshoes
Dear stranger
I must confess that I am a dancer. Not the professional kind, just a teenage kid who are running around and busting some moves in a crowded dance studio.
I love dancing, but sometimes it can get ruff and you can loose faith. You can actually feel like a ugly duckling trotting around and hitting your fellow dancers in the face. That's just how it is.
Or sometime you feel like the wind is blowing your way. Like you can make a triple pirouette just like that.
I actually danced two times today, one in my gymclass and the other on my spear time. I wonder how all of the guys can have such bad beat and so sweaty palms? I guess that's just life.
I must confess that I am a dancer. Not the professional kind, just a teenage kid who are running around and busting some moves in a crowded dance studio.
I love dancing, but sometimes it can get ruff and you can loose faith. You can actually feel like a ugly duckling trotting around and hitting your fellow dancers in the face. That's just how it is.
Or sometime you feel like the wind is blowing your way. Like you can make a triple pirouette just like that.
I actually danced two times today, one in my gymclass and the other on my spear time. I wonder how all of the guys can have such bad beat and so sweaty palms? I guess that's just life.
From Jodie With Love
tisdag 26 april 2011
I've never let my school interfere with my education
Dear stranger
Today was the first day of school after spring brake. It was a successful day, it was OK food in the cafeteria and I didn't have any kind of hard lessons.
As usual I was kind of freaked out. I was actually really terrified, I don't know how I will survive the first day of what we in Sweden call Gymnasium. I will surly have hot flashes and stand in hours in front of the mirror. I don't have the best self esteem, it might seem that way but I'm a good actress.
I often push friends away, I don't know why. That makes me rather lonely sometimes... I wonder how I became to be this way. When did I turn out to be just fine, just another young folk?
Today was the first day of school after spring brake. It was a successful day, it was OK food in the cafeteria and I didn't have any kind of hard lessons.
As usual I was kind of freaked out. I was actually really terrified, I don't know how I will survive the first day of what we in Sweden call Gymnasium. I will surly have hot flashes and stand in hours in front of the mirror. I don't have the best self esteem, it might seem that way but I'm a good actress.
I often push friends away, I don't know why. That makes me rather lonely sometimes... I wonder how I became to be this way. When did I turn out to be just fine, just another young folk?
From Jodie with love
måndag 25 april 2011
Rabbit or duck?
Dear stranger
As I recall, the fabulous minds of the writers at the show How I Met Your Mother "invented" the rabbit and duck. It's such a great way to divide the part of the human race called man into two parts. Like they say, a man is like a toilet. He's either occupied or full of shit.
This day has been both a rabbit and a duck, both good and bad. It's a rather strange feeling when you one moment feel full of life and like you want to shout (look my hands jumping, shout, look my heart's pumping) and the next you feel like you want to hide under the pillow and sleep.
I wonder how that can be, how can you feel slapped down at the same time you feel happy as a sheep in a barn full of hay? Does sheep eat hay?
As I recall, the fabulous minds of the writers at the show How I Met Your Mother "invented" the rabbit and duck. It's such a great way to divide the part of the human race called man into two parts. Like they say, a man is like a toilet. He's either occupied or full of shit.
This day has been both a rabbit and a duck, both good and bad. It's a rather strange feeling when you one moment feel full of life and like you want to shout (look my hands jumping, shout, look my heart's pumping) and the next you feel like you want to hide under the pillow and sleep.
I wonder how that can be, how can you feel slapped down at the same time you feel happy as a sheep in a barn full of hay? Does sheep eat hay?
From Jodie with love
söndag 24 april 2011
Prince charming
Dear stranger
O'boy, what a ye ol' mental smack-down I had today. I have a problem with big changes, such as moving, redecorating, etcetera. These problems often result in hysterical crying, eating a lot of ice cream and sluddering on and on about how mean life is.
I wonder how that will affect my future. I can't help but wonder if the I do will turn in to a Do I? That's way in the future, but it's still a problem, right?
O'boy, what a ye ol' mental smack-down I had today. I have a problem with big changes, such as moving, redecorating, etcetera. These problems often result in hysterical crying, eating a lot of ice cream and sluddering on and on about how mean life is.
I wonder how that will affect my future. I can't help but wonder if the I do will turn in to a Do I? That's way in the future, but it's still a problem, right?
From Jodie with love
Corsetes and crinolines
Dear stranger
I imagine that you've never been on my blog before, given that it was created yesterday. I believe that therefore there is a need for me to tell y'all a little thing or two about me.
I am a girl, who have wishes and dreams about publishing a fictional story someday and who have a weird affection to physics and biology. I've never been that girl, the one who knows all about the latest fashions and celebrities, but I believe in something called style. The thing that all have, but that some have a hard time to find. That little something that can change in a blink of an eye.
Style isn't about following the latest trends or wearing designer clothes. It's about being an individual. Just think about all the great ones. Jackie O, Audrey Hepburn, Birgitte Bardot... They all had it. They had the courage to stand out from the crowd.
So I can't help but wonder, what if we all followed one sense of fashion, if we all did what the magazines told us to do? The answer is that the fashion never would change, we would be stuck in crinolines and corsets.
I imagine that you've never been on my blog before, given that it was created yesterday. I believe that therefore there is a need for me to tell y'all a little thing or two about me.
I am a girl, who have wishes and dreams about publishing a fictional story someday and who have a weird affection to physics and biology. I've never been that girl, the one who knows all about the latest fashions and celebrities, but I believe in something called style. The thing that all have, but that some have a hard time to find. That little something that can change in a blink of an eye.
Style isn't about following the latest trends or wearing designer clothes. It's about being an individual. Just think about all the great ones. Jackie O, Audrey Hepburn, Birgitte Bardot... They all had it. They had the courage to stand out from the crowd.
So I can't help but wonder, what if we all followed one sense of fashion, if we all did what the magazines told us to do? The answer is that the fashion never would change, we would be stuck in crinolines and corsets.
With love from Jodie
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