Sushi

First time I ever tasted sushi was when I went with a couple of friends to a sushi-diner in my hometown in Sweden. I swore never to try it again! However -for reasons you do not wanna know- fate intervened and made me taste it again. This time it was shrimp-avocado sushi. It wasn't good- it was HEAVENLY- and it made me curse the person who had made the sushis for me the first time. I mean how bad must he have been to make me hate something so delicious? Anyways right now as I'm studying for my midterms all I can crave for is sushi... plz plz get me some!!

Good To Be Back

It's been four months since I last posted an entry and it's not because I want to drop this blog; on the contrary it's still my best friend in the world, the kind of friend who lets me take out all my anger without saying a word back.. yuup indeed this blog has been a good escape for me for two years now and reading back from my first entry to my last one I smile as I remember the place I used to be in and compare it to where I'm at now. El7amdella is all I have to say, el7amdella for all the blessings that have come my way this past year and for all the good things I've encountered since coming to Lebanon. I realised when I read a friends blog how much I miss writing... So for whatever it's worth to you guys, I'M BACK!

Rawche

It's been raining and storming like crazyy in Lebanon these past few days so yesterday I took the opportunity to go to my favorite place in the world. The day was amasing (apart from the part that it was crazy hard to find a cab) But being there with with

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Smile so life keeps smiling back at you...

Yummy

Konstig bild, jag vet! Men la upp den för att göra reklam åt världens godaste shawarma on earth!! Harkouss !!

Confession

I've always been the girl who preeches about how important it is to be independant. However, somehow lately I've been thinking differently; in another light. I feel exhausted and I have this feeling of WANTING to depend on someone. This feeling is growing inside me day by day and I don't even know why I kind of feel embarrased about confessing this. Maybe it's because I've always seen that not being independant means being weak, that you can't handle things on your own. But the thing is: It's not that I can't do it on my own. I know I can. I just don't think I want to... anymore. XoXo

Såhäär Mycket !

Beebiiis, Jag Saknaar Daj sååååhääääär Mycket !! ÄNDA UPP TILL HIMLEN OCH TILLBAKA ! Ja, REDAN !!