Think of how much love that's been wasted. People always trying to escape it. Move on to stop their heart breaking

God, mosquitoes are such annoying insects. I woke up on Friday with a swollen eye due to a mosquito bite. The thing is that just before I went to sleep on Thursday, I spotted a mosquito. And I tried killing it, but it disappeared. So I got to the conclusion that either I managed to kill it and it landed somewhere in the bed, or it was hiding somewhere. Any other regular day, and I would have waited it out to see if I could find it. But I had to go to sleep. I just really needed a good night's sleep, because I hadn't slept enough the previous night, and then I also had to get enough sleep for another day at work. So, I woke up with a swollen eye. It was quite a hardship to actually keep my eye open. It looked a bit like I'd been hit, just without a bruise. So when I got home from work and showed it to my mum, I said: "look mum, I got hit in the eye". She didn't even see the swelling, just the blemish on my forehead. "Oh, you can just pop it, I guess". Monchita, who was sat beside me, giggled. I tried the same thing with Volla, once she got home. For a second she looked at me like she was in doubt, before she said "no, it's a mosquito bite". And I cursed myself, because I realised I had sent her a snap of my swollen eye and entitled it something akin "mosquito bite". I've been somewhat good at not itching, so the swelling has luckily gone down quite a bit. I also got a mosquito bite on Wednesday. And because I've not been able to itch the bite I've got on my eye, the bite on my knee has become a compensation, almost. It's turned into a really angry red colour. Oh well. I've been a bit AWOL because my most of my siblings have been home, and yesterday we got kicked out of the house by Monchita because she was hosting a party. She didn't actually know that our siblings were coming home this weekend. Nevertheless, we went to the mall, where I shockingly bought two items of clothings. It's shocking because when I went to Stockholm last week, I only bought one item of clothing. Mostly I just bought skincare. Anyway, I realised that I can fit into quite small sizes when it comes to jeans, just as long as there's some stretch in the material. Volla handed me a pair of jeans for kids. "I found a really nice capri jeans for you.. or, well, maybe it's just kids jeans," she said once she realised it herself. But it actually fit, so that's funny. I think the reason for why I actually bought things, is because I went to some shops I don't usually go to any more. And lately I've been more drawn to smart clothing (by smart clothing, I mean office wear. Like tailored shirts, knee-length skirts, fitted bottoms, etc), and that's not very popular in summer. The mall closed at 7:00 pm, and we still had hours to kill. Initially, we went to see if the cinema had any good movies on, but they were all in 3D, and it was hard enough to try persuade our mum to come along to the cinema. In the end we just ended up going to an Asian restaurant, where we surprisingly managed to sit two and a half hours. It's funny because when we were leaving, the waitress asked us where we were from in Chinese. We'd been talking Chinese for the whole evening, and she had never once said anything in Chinese, so we just assumed she was Vietnamese of summat. Once she had left the table after chatting with my mum, Volla said: "it's lucky we didn't badmouth the restaurant or her". It prompted a surprised laughter out of me, as I was nodding in agreement. I was awoken at 7:00 am this morning, which was a bit too early for my liking. But I was to drive my sister to the airport this morning. She's off to have her holidays, and she'll be back in a few weeks. It was an alright drive because it was early and almost no people on the road. Plus the road was mostly consisting of the highway, and you don't really have to shift gears for a long time. On the upcoming Wednesday, my parents are off on holiday, and then my brother leaves next Sunday. So it'll just be me and Monchita at home, which I can't wait for. It's great, because Ale is coming down the week after. Because of all the distractions with my summer job and siblings, the depression after the travels to Stockholm have been subdued. It's a bit worse again now, because it's been one week. And I get a bit heavy hearted each time I watch a new video of One Direction live, because it's been one week and a day since I saw One Direction live. I can only compare it to a person who jumps from relationships to relationships, where I'm one of those relationships, and I want to shout "you were just with me the other week, how can you be with them now?". It's just a (jealousy) thing that comes along whenever I go to their concerts. Oh well, later this year I am actually going to see Pharell with Ale. And if Kiwi bought the tickets, I'm going to see 1975 as well. I missed seeing 1975 last year at their last concert in Norway. It was because of my trip to visit Ale, which I would not trade for anything. But I've been listening a bit to the 1975 throughout the year, and I quite like them (erm, also quite enjoy Matt Healy's face). I'm so surprised that they're actually having a concert, because they were here last year, and then they're doing a festival here this summer. Anyway, it's Sunday, which means I have to clean my bedroom. And then I'm just going to chill for the rest of the day. Hopefully there's a football match on telly later.

Baby, hold on to my heart. Need you to keep me from falling apart

Goooooood morning chirps! I've just spent the morning catching up on the One Direction concert yesterday. I must say that the stage really does look a bit like an obstacle course. Hm. Yesterday I woke up at 7:00 am so I could listen to Grimmy whilst having my breakfast. Then I did "Dynamic yoga" and "Alpha abs" routines from the Nike Training app, before I went for a jog. Admittedly I still like running at Saturdays the best, I think. Because there's a lot fewer people up and about on the weekends (in the mornings at least). Because I'm always really bad at estimating the needed time to get ready, I was a bit stressed. But I made it to the train station ready dressed, so that's good. Whilst waiting for the train to arrive, I was sat outside. And because it's just my luck, a smoker came to sit down beside me. Ugh, have you ever tried to hold your breath, and then you have to inhale because you actually realise you can't hold your breath forever because the body needs oxygen to survive-- and then you inhale smoke. And then you become a passive smoker (lols, I just got this mental image of slotting "passive smoker" down on my CV). In the end I arrived at my destination, and waited to see if I could spot any of the other girls. Kiwi and the birthday girl (happy birthday!), Sugar, sort of accidentally scared me? I'm not sure if it was accidental or intentional. Nevertheless, they popped up behind me, and I was relived to not stand alone in the masses of people. When we had all arrived, we walked to the restaurant, which was a very pleasant surprise. I really enjoyed it, because it's a bit away from the most popular locations. Which makes it a bit less crowded. Plus we sat in a corner by ourselves, so we were free to talk about whatever we wanted. The only thing is that we were quite a few people, and because I was sat at one end, it was hard to have a conversation with the people on the other end. But that's how it always is. Anyway, I had a really great time, and I spent a lot of time laughing. Our next stop was a bar, where we went from seven people to five people. I got to taste a sip of an Appletini. I declined a sip from Sugar's drink, because I wasn't going to drink anything. But I couldn't pass on an Appletini just because it's J.D.'s (as in the character) favourite drink from Scrubs. And it just reminded me of him sitting in the bar and asking for an Appletini. I was a bit confused, because when watching Scrubs they always point it out to be a feminine drink. I guess maybe within the two first seconds it tastes quite apple-y, but then the after taste was quite sour and tasted vodka. So I don't know if it can be categorised as a feminine drink. It did actually remind me a bit of the jelly shots Ale, Marble and I made back in November. We failed a bit on the measuring bit, because they ended up tasting mostly vodka. Anyway, when we were sat in the bar yesterday, I heard the table next to us shout "kilo!" a few times, and I locked eyes with Kiwi, who apparently had heard the same thing. We both burst into laughter, because it was such a funny coincidence. I actually quite enjoyed the bar, because they played a lot of old but good music. "This is your music," I said to Sugar, which was very suitable as she was celebrating her birthday. When I left they were playing Jubel by Klingande, and I was actually contemplating whether I should have walked to the DJ's and give them a thumbs up. I didn't do it, because I was suddenly worried about the time and whether my friend and I was going to get to the train station in time. The worries was all for naught, because we got there in good time. When we got to our destination, I said my goodbyes to my friend, and then I actually walked home. Because the time it took for me to wait for the bus equalled the time it would take me to walk home. Plus I've sort of missed walking home late at night-- I only do it in the summer when it's brighter outside, and it feels like it's 7:00 pm rather than 11:00 pm. I always enjoy it, because it gives me time to reflect on the day/night. When I got home I had an apple and one of those "sandwich" ice creams? whilst watching the telly with my parents. And I figured maybe that I should tell them that I was off to Sweden next week. I think I've like forgotten that I'm actually going, despite the fact that I've written it down on my schedule that I've got above my desk. And in my schedule on my phone, and in my planner. I think the kilo-gang are meeting up this week in order to discuss what we actually want to do this trip. Whenever you go for a short trip, it's always good to plan on beforehand to maximise the experiences of your trip. I need to go now, because I've yet to have breakfast. And I am going to enjoy the nice weather. Have a very good Saturday to all of you xx.