Hey boys and girls!

I know I've been so into my fanfic writing nowadays and I don't mind, I love writing. I feel like I want summer right now, I really want to go to Sweden and meet my friedns again. It has been such a long time since last time I met ome of my best friends and even longer since I met my other best friend.

I don't feel like writing too much. I just don't. the only thing I'm sure about nowadays is that I miss Sweden. My mind has been such a mess the latest days and I'm not sure why. Spring-feelings?

I also sleep too little. Stay up way too long talking to people. Haha. Today I realised I've got two fathers on FaceBook, none of them are my real father. (Small things that only I care about)

Tomorrow's Tuesday, wich means nothing, nothing at all and I'll try to fix Skype.

Bye!

Fanfic

Part five

It wasn't only the wound that worried me. The bone inside had been bady hurt and I wasn't sure about what to do about it. It hurted so bad and wothout knowing what to do about it, it just made me depressed.

I didn't have to stay on the couch anymore wich made me a little bit happier. Party Poison had tied a bandage around my shoulder, it was tight and really annoying but for my own good. At least they thought so, I wasn't sure, good things shouldn't hurt.

Party Poison had tried to get me drunk so I could forget about the pain for a while, it didn't work out very well. I couldn't get donw the horrible liquid and then I just started to talk continuously for hours until I fell asleep. The day after was even worse, I threw up on the moring and had a horrible headache.

"You're such a sissy, you can't handle some alcohol", said Fun Ghoul when he saw me hanging over the toilet.

I couldn't help thinking about the kiss, it was as if it never had happened. But it had and the looks I got sometimes told me he also thought about it.

Except those small moments, everything was as it used to, or at least as close to ordernay as it could during the conditions.

I was so jealous when I couldn't join the Killjoys when they were going out to fight with the pigs. I knew I wasn't going to be able to fight agains anyone for a while, I had tried to fight with Kobra Kid for fun, it ended up with a weak hit on my shoulder and I screamed. Bad idea.

As the Killjoys went off. The house was a scilent and empty.

Great, I thought, you surivived getting shot but now you'll die of boredom. I decided to look around, even though I had been there for a while I hadn't had time to check out the house propperly. The house was a one-floor bungalow with flat roof, not so much. It wasn't big but it all the Killjoys had one room each, I guess otherwise they wouldn't stand each other.

I started up in one room that belonged to Party Poison, I don't know if it was the drawings all over the writing-desk or all the comic-books on the floor, the room deffently belonged to him.

I felt like a spy as I walked through his room, I knew it wasn't OK to check out people's private lives. The second room was Fun Ghoul's room, I had been there before. I remembered the night when we had talked and decided not to hate each other. I walked over to his bed sat down and smelled his pillow, it smelled just like him. I went up again, looked around, in one corner there was a big arm-chair, it looked really cosy.

I heard the door open in the hall and I ran as fast as I was able to out to the sitting room.

"You're alreaddy back", I said when I saw the Killjoys.

"Yeah, we got some problems", said Kobra Kid and pointed at Fun Ghoul. Fun Ghoul had a swollen eyebrow and the area around his eye was turning dark-blue. He looked like he was embarassed for something.

"What happened to you?!" I said when I saw him. I felt sorry for him but also amused appearently he didn't want to tell what had heppened so Jet Star said:

"He tried to take down one of the pigs with his bare hands. The pig was a little bit too strong for himand instead of hit the pig, the pig hit him"

I couldn't help laughing a little.

"Luckily, Party Poison managed to shoot the pig before it was too late", said Kobra Kid. I gave Party Pioson a thankful look. I'm not sure how he read it.

"Well, we better leave now, the pigs won't quit. We'll be back soon!", said Party Poison and off the rest of the Killjoys went.

"We should get some ice on that", I said and headed for the kitchen, "Where's the freezer!?"

"We haven't got any", he said. I heard that he was standing right behind me.

"Great", I said and turned around, "I guess you'll be blue for the rest of your life"

I looked in his brown eyes and got all warm inside.

"You know about what happened yesterday..." he began, "It was kinda nice, wasn't it?"

"It sure was", I said and looked at my shoes.

"But, you know, I don't think we should tell the others about it", he said and wikned.

I understood, it would destroy the Killjoys.

He leaned over and kissed me. He held me tighter, a little bit too tight because my shoulder started to hurt so bad and I had to back off.

"Stupid shoulder", I mumbled.

He looked at me with worried eyes. The bandage around my arm was still there and I wouldn't get to remove it for a month or two.

"Here we are, two half-dead people out in the desert, pretty romantic..." he said and laughed. I couldn't help smiling as well.

He kissed me again, more gentle than before.

Idya (yeah that's your name ;P ) I WILL DO A SNABBSPOLNING! SOON! :D

Fanfic

Part four

The life of the Killjoys was easy. It was all about live my life and go hard or go home. No rules, except do whatever it takes to piss the pigs off and not getting killed. Always be one the edge.

As we road through the desert, me and the Killjoys, on our way to a new adventurea car started to catch up behind us. It was one of the Pig's cars.

Party Pioson sped up the car but the pigs came closer. Fun Ghoul started to shoot out from the window and Jet Star did the same on his side of the car. I opened the skylight and tried to shoot at the car as well. I don't know how I could have been so stupid to just get up there and tried to shoot. One second I was aiming for the driver and the next I felt a horrible pain in my left shoulder. I fell down in the car again and I wasn't able to breath. The world around me started to fade away as I heard Kobra Kid:

"Oh, no! We've got one down! I think she got hit!"

That was when I realised I had got shot. The first thought was that I was going to die but then again in that case the pain would have been over. I was gasping for air as the pain spread to the rest of my body. Jet Star and Fun Ghoul had managed to shoot down the pigs and the car did a sudden turn.

Every second under pain felt like a minute. The guys tried to stop the bleeding wound.

"As long as she don't lose too much blood she'll make it. the bullets semed to have gone rigth through!" it was Fun Ghoul, he held a stady grip around my shoulder and tried to stop the bleeding, "you stupid, what were you thinking? Just show yourself like that?" he mumbled for himself.

The worls faded even more infront of my eyes, the pain began to go back to only the area around my shoulder but it hurted more than before.

The car slowed down and Fun Ghoul jerked up the door. He carefulle pulled me out of the car and Kobra Kid helped him. They carried me into the house and laid me down on the couch. I tried not to scream. Someone was holding really tight around my shoulder.

"Here, drink this, it'll help", said Party Poison.

Someone pushed a bottle to my lips, I though it would be water but it wasn't it was something strong and disgusting. I started to cough. Were thy trying to kill me with some sort of poison?

"Ey! What are you doing? You cant' give that strong shit to her, she's from the city, she's not used to it you know", said Kobra Kid and took away the bottle from my mouth. I was thankful for that and tried to say thank you but I couldn't, "she has lost a lot of blood, give her some water instead"

I got another bottle to my lips and tried to drink, too fast. I got some in the wrong throat and started to caugh again.

"Knock it off, she needs to rest", said Fun Ghoul but I didn't want to, i was afraid that if I'd close my eyes right there it woul be the last time. He leaned over my face and wispered, "get some rest, we'll be here when you wake up again"

The pain had started to fade, I knew that it wasn't gone because in fact, I couldn't feel anything at all, just how tired I was. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I felt how the couh faded away under my back and I fell asleep.

I opened my eyes again everything was dark, oh great, I'm dead and I went to hell, I thought but when I felt the pain again I realised that I was alive. I put my right hand on the shoulder and felt the sticky blood. I felt that I was freezing and shutterd a little.

"Hey... you're awake", I heard someone wisper. I looked around and saw Fun Ghoul sitting on the floor next to the couch. I couldn't help smiling a little when I saw him, he was sitting there, waiting for me to wake up, in the middle of the night and everybody else wese sleeping just some days ago he wanted me dead.

I tried to sit up but it hurted too much.

"Slow down, you'll have to stay there for a while", he said and came closer.

"Fuck, I shouldn't have done it like that, I'm such an idiot", I said and smiled.

"We all make misstakes right? Like me thinking you were one of the pigs, I'm so sorry for that"

"It's okay, I wasn't much better neither", I tried to sit up again, this time I managed to get up, "How long have I been lying here?"

"For a day, you should eat something"

"Yeah, and go to the ladies room", I said and laughed.

I was lucky it wasn't the leg I got shot in. In that case they would have had to get me a wheelchair.

I got back to the couch and laid down, the shoulder hurt really bad and I had to bite my lip not to scream or moan. I tried to eat some food but the only thing I got down was some water and a little bit of food.

"The arm is never gonna go back to normal, right?" I asked and looked at my shoulder.

"I'm afraid so, but I think the pain is gonna go away, at least I hope so, for your own good", Fun Ghoul answered.

"I'm such an idiot!" I said and bit my lip again.

"Yes, you are. I'd never do it", he said and laughed, "but as you know, I'm not as brave as you"

I couldn't help smiling. Excluding the pain, everything was just perfect during that moment.

I closed my eyes again and fell asleep.

The next time I woke up the sun was shining outside. I tried to move and the pain got back. I realised that I probably would have to live with it for a while, it was just to get used to it. But how to get used to pain? It wouldn't be an easy match. I sat up and looked around in the room, I seemed to be alone so I went up, I knew that someone would stop me if they knew I went up from the couch but I felt like I had to clean myself a little, the blood on my shoulder and in my hair was really bothering me. I slowly walked to the bathroom. It was so quiet in the house it felt like if I made too much noise the peaceful athmosphere would die.

I looked myself in the mirror, I was pale an had dark marks under my eyes. It scared me. I washed my face as if I tried to wash away some white paint from my face. Then I tried to get away the blood from my hair, it was sticky and the sink looked like as if someone had got murdered. I took off my t-shirt and washed the area around the wound, I tried not to touch it too much. I heard the door open behind me and screamed.

"Shit! I'm so sorry. My bad!" Fun Ghoul stood behind me, looking at me. I was rather thankful I had kept my bra on.

"Can you help me?" I asked to brake the scilent.

He walked ove to me and carefully cleaned the wound on the back of my shoulder. I had been lucky that the bullet had gone straight through my body without hitting anything too serious.

"Where are the others?" I asked.

"They're out, some problems with the pigs, I stayed to be here when you'd wake up again", he looked me in my eyes through the mirror. I winced a little when the wound hurted a little bit more, " Sorry"

I looked down on the dirty floor. My t-shirt was laying there with a big blood stain on it, "I ain't gonna be able to wear that t-shirt anymore"

"It's fine you know, you look pretty sexy without your t-shirt on", he said and smiled and I hit him, not too hard but hard enough so it would hurt, "Aouch!"

"You deserve it", I said and laughed.

I looked at him, he looked at my back. I thought about what he had said, me? sexy? No way.

I turned around and just like that he kissed me. It wasn't an orderany kiss but a deep filled with passion. the pain got back in my shoulder and I backed off.

"I'm sorry", he said.

"Don't be", I said and kissed him again.

... To be continued...

Fanfic

(Frankies look on this pic, LOVE)

Part three

They all started to run to the fron of the house, I didn't know what to do but follow them.

I saw Jet Star and Fun Ghoul say some words to each other, Jet Star waved as a sign for me to come.

"You'll get your chance to show what you're made of", he said and opened the door to the car,"Get in the car"

I jumped in the car and sat in the seat in the middle between Jet Star and Fun Ghoul, Fucn Ghoul was anything but happy to sit next to me. I had the same feeling about him.

The car went off with a load roar and really fast. Party Poison drove the car and Kobra Kid sat next to him. The car did a sudden trun and stayed, the Killjoys got out from the car and I followed them. Kobra Kid reached me a gun.

"You'll need this", he said and winked.

That was when I realised what we were going to do. We were going to fight against the pigs. I got scared but also triggerd, I followed the others as they set off into a rocky area. We were walking in some sort of valley. The Killjoys were moving fast and scilent.

Suddenly Kobra Kid shot onece and a firefight broke loose. The pigs had been hiding in the rocks, but Kobra Kid had sawn them before they could create an ambush. I aimed for one of the pigs and missed, tried again and hit his left shoulder, close but not close enough. On the third shot I hit the head and he was dead. I got pratty happy that had managed to hit something but also a little bit sad, he had been a human as well, a pig, but a human.

I had no time to think, it was only to keep shooting.

There were ten pigs all together, two of them got away.

When the last one ran away I fell down on the ground, laughing. It was nothing funny with the whole thing, it was just the adrenaline that made me laugh.

"What's so funny?" Kobra Kid asked and gave me a hand to help me up.

"Nothing, it's just... it's just the adrenaline", I said and got up on my feet and brushed off some dirt from my clothes.

As we got back to the car the sun day had almost turned to night and the darkness came.

When we got back to the house the darkness was so thick I couldn't see. I was really tired and starwing, the others seemed to be the same.

"Aly, want some food?" asked Party Poison and I nodded. He was putting some food-cans on the table, "It's not very tasty, not at all in fact, but you get used to it, like with everything"

"I never got used to BL/ind", I said and looked at my hands.

"I guess you're right, some things you ever get used to..." he opened a can and gave it to me together with a fork. I tried the food.

"You're right, it's horrible, but it tastes like freedom"

"Has freedom got a taste?" Jet Star asked.

"Yeah, you know, the horrible stuff you eat when you're out somewhere and stay there for a while, the stuff that noone else wants, the stuff that's easy to carry, trust me, I had an older brother, I had to eat the left-overs all the time", as I said older brother something died inside, he had always been there for me, he was the only one who knew about my plans of ecaping. He would get in so much trouble if the pigs knew that he had known.

I ate the food in scilent, the others were talking about the fight and what they'd do about the fact that two of the pigs escaped.

I suddenly remebered how tierd I was and yawned.

"Hey, were is she gonna sleep?" I heard Kobra Kid asking, "We haven't got any extra bed"

"Right now, I'm so tired I could sleep on the floor", I said.

"Great, now that problem's solved", said Fun Ghoul. I gave him a hatefull look.

"You can sleep on the couch, but I guess we'll have to clean it first..." said Jet Star and pointed on a couch just long enough for me to fit in, the only problem was that it was full of old comic books. I walked over and began to clean it from the comic books, Party Poison helped me, appearently most of the books were his. The others were also off to bed and I lay down on th couch and fell asleep, almost immediately. It was the first night in freedom.

When I woke up again everything was quiet. I heard someone snore from the other side of the house. I knew that I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again so I went up. It was still dark outside but not so dark I couldn't see so I went out for some fresh air. I sat down on an old box made of some sort of metall. I eaned agains the wall and felt a mild breeze in my face.

Suddenly I heard a voice.

"What are you doing here?" at first I got scared but when I realised who it was I only got annoyed. What was Fun Ghoul doing out there on the same time as me?

I sighed and looked at him, I couldn't see his face propperly.

"Taking some fresh air", I said.

"No I mean, what are you doing here, in the desert, outside the city?" he said. I got annoyed.

"I'm running away, you know leaving the perfect life in the perfect city just to experiance something beautiful like this. The desert and the fresh breeze, go without it in seven years and you'll miss it too", my eyes were starting to get used to the darkness now and I could see his face. It didn't look angry as it used to when he spoke to me, more sad," I guess it's pretty much the same reason to why you guys are out here"

He walked towards me,"Okay, time to be honest, I belive you. You're not one of the pigs. After what you did today out there on the battlefeild, I totally belive you"

"Nice to hear. I was pretty good wasnt I?", I said and laughed.

"Beginners-luck", he said and winked. He sat down next to me, not close but still close enough for me to feel how warm he was.

I shuddered and felt how cold the night was, I knew that the desert was cold in the night, why hadn't I thought about that when I went out in only jeans and a top. I stood up.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

"Yeah", I said and nodded, "it's getting cold and I want to get some more hours of sleep before tomorrow"

"You know what? You can take my bed, I'm not going to fall asleep again at least", he said, "I'll show you"

We walked inside and he showed me his bed. I was very thankful, the couch wasn't too comfortable. I fell asleep almost as soon as I laid my head on the pillow.

The next morning I woke up by getting pushed by Party Pioson, "What the hell are you doing in Fun Ghouls bed?"

"I... sleeping", I said. I went up and into the room with the couch, Fun Ghoul was sleeping like a baby.

I'll keep on writing... keep on writing 'til I can't write anything more...

La, la, la, la, la...

I'm back from Prague, we went there for some shopping, at first I thought 'oh great, I'm not going to find anything' and I din't, until the last store where I found a pair of turquoise pants, and then I found two t-shirts/something and later also a jacket from H&M. I love the jacket, I look like a little Japaneese school-girl, lol. I have to admit, after writing the fanfic, I don't feel like blogging as much as I use to. Wich is good, I have to get a life. Like seriously. Now, I'm gonna write more! Mowahahaha! I'm addicted. I know, I'll wite like ten parts and then get bored but whatever.

Bye.

Keep running!

Fanfic

Part two

The light hit my eyes like a laser. Someone had open the opening to my small prison. The place wasn't much bigger than a 1,5 meter wide and 1 meter high. I saw someone in the opening but the light was too much for my eyes and I couldn't look.

"Are you gonna talk now?" he asked. It was the blonde guy.

"Great, let's talk", I said, I had nothing to hide.

He dragged me out from the small space, I had to hold a hand infron of my eyes because of I wasn't used to the light. We were outside some old little house. It looked to be from the fifties sometime. We got inside and the other sat there by a table. The blonde guy sat down by the table as well, I stood there and looked at them.

The red haired one began:

"Who are you?"

"I'm the one that ran away from Battery City. Now you'll have to tell my who you are"

They looked at each other like they didn't know if I was serious or not, I was.

"We're the Killjoys"

I had heard about the Killjoys before, I knew that they were some sort of outsiders. They lived by their own rules and were wanted by the Scarecrows or the pigs as I called them.

"What are you doing here?" the short one asked

"Well, basically, you brought me here", I aswered, "so I guess you're responsible for that"

"True. But what the hell are you doing outside the city?" he asked

"Escaping from fucking BL/ind, they've taken over the whole city"

It became quiet in the room. In the background I could hear some radio playing on low volume. I walked arounf in the room, the place looked like it had been some coffee-shop once. Sometime before BL/ind. I walked over to the radio, it was playing some old rock-classic it had been so long time ago since I had heard real rock, BL/ind had taken away all the music that wasn't couted as Better Living music. I closed my eyes and just listened. I opened then again and looked over at the Killjoys, they were looking at me as if I'd be dumb or something.

"So, what are you going to do with me, kill me or save me as a souveneir?" I asked and laughed.

"Well, you've got nothing to with the pigs at least, I supose you'll live", said the red haired guy.

The short one sighed like if he had lost something. I gave him a hatefull look.

"What's your name?" asked the curly one.

"I'm Aly", I smiled, not a real smile, it probably looked more like a grimace than a smile.

"Jet Star", he said and nodded.

"Kobra Kid", said the blonde one.

"Pary Poison", said the red haired.

"Fun Ghoul", said the short one.

"Cool names...", I said. I wasn't sure about what time it was, I had been locked up in that small place for some time and felt how hungry I was. My stumach growled loud, "Anywhere to get some food out here?"

"You went out in the desert without having any food with you?" Fun Ghoul asked and raised his eyebrows, he looked amused.

"Do you know how close I was to get BBQ'd when I climbed over the wall?! If I'd have carried a package of food as well I wouldn't have made it over! So excuse me for thinking more about my life than food!"

"If you'd have cared for your life you wouldn't have walked on that road, or you shouldn't even had ran away from the city!"

"You think I should have stayed, well..."

"You two, stop it!" it was Party Poison. He sighed, "Thanks"

I sat on the desk. I had never been good at making new friends.

"Jet Star, Kobra Kid, why don't you show Aly around?" said Party Poison.

"Why not, c'mon Kobra Kid, Aly", said Jet Star and headed for the door. Kobra Kid followed, I hesitaded a little, "Are you coming?"

"On ma way!" I said and ran out. It wasn't a very big place, not so much to see outside, we walked around the house, on the backside Jet Star stoped.

"Have you ever tried one of these?" he said and held up his gun. I looked at it and then at him.

"Not since BL/ind took over the city, you know all the weapons got taken away from the people. He reached it to me.

"You're just gonna give it to her just like that?" asked Kobra Kid, "How do we know she's trustworthy?"

"In that case none of us should have a weapon," he said and gave the gun to me, "Point at those cans over there"

I pointed at some cans that stood in a line some meters from where we were and slowly pulled the trigger and missed.

"I'm fucking useless at this", I said, ready to give up.

"No, try again, you're doing it right, you just have to aim a little bit over the can"

I tried again and did as he said and hit the can.

"Great work! You're pretty good though you haven't used a gun in seven years"

I remembered the summers at my cousines farm, playing with soft-air-gun and when their father let us try the real gun, it was so exciting. I had always been the youngest one so I had to follow the older biys when they played, I had never mind, I had never understood girl-stuff neither.

Kobra Kid leaned agains the wall, he looked relaxed but still awared of everything.

Suddenly Fun Ghoul came walking around the corner, when he saw me holding the gun and Jet Star trying to learn me how to shoot, he got really mad.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" he screamed and jerked the gun from my hand. He tured to Jet Star, "You think you can just learn her how to shoot, she doesn't belong here!"

He tured to me, I looked down in the sand, what had I just done? Thinking that everyone would accept me? Fuck.

"And you..." he said and came closer, "you fucking pig, you should leave this place, right away, we don't want you here and you actually think we belived in your little story back then? I looked right through you you dirty little lyar!"

He pushed me down in the sand, he might be short but he was really strong and I wasn't too tall either with my 160 cm and with my weak untrained body I'd be an easy match for him.

"Fun Ghoul! Knock it off! She hasn't done anything wrong!" Jet Star said and put himself between me and Fun Ghoul.

"Oh, look, you've already fallen in love with her. That's almost worse than she being here"

"Hey, you two, stop fighting!" Party Poison had shown up from nowhere, "She can stay as long as she want, as long as she live by our rules and she'll have to fight for..."

Party Poison didn't get any further with that sentice before we all heard a great boom from somewhere too close to us. We could see smoke from a place a houndred meters from us.

Fun Ghoul and Party Poison looked at each other, only one word was enough for all of us to understand what had happen:

"Pigs"

To be continued...

It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside.

Urgh, it was so long time since I talked to a friend of mine, poor him, sometimes we sat up all night talking, or I talked and he said 'mm', 'yeah', 'no', 'you're not' and these things. I don't know why I haven't spoke to him. I've only got this feeling that he doesn't wanna talk to me. Saying 'hi' is the hardest thing in the world right now. It not possible to find a replacer either. There are only a few people in this world that know that side of me and that's the people I talk to when I'm bored. (poor all the people that read this and know I'm bored when I talk to them)

I sort of enjoy the pathertic fact that my teacher thinks she needs to talk with my parents only because I forgot my homewokr one week (and I did the homework, I only forgot the book at home). I started to laugh, lucke me, she though I laughed because of my sister.

Hope she won't read this.

Bye!

Fanfic

The Killjoys

Part one

California, 2018

Battery City

I had to hurry, but not act suspiciously. I had to get away from this city, BL/ind had taken over the whole place, they were making the city to a big industry itself. Everything had to be perfect, but the world had never been perfect.

I knew that I had not much time. I had to get out of the city as soon a possible. There were only one official way, and that was through the tunnel. I couldn't go there, a seventeen-year-old girl would never be able to leave the city, and espacially not without the right papers. But I knwe an other way, it was not the safest way but it was a way out.

The big black wall appeared infront of my eyes. The big black wall I had to climb over to get to the other side. The wall was electrefied most of the time but during a minute every night it wasn't.

It was time, I had one minute to climb over the wall and get to the other side. I started to climb, the wall wasn't easy to get over, when I was on the top I had to jump to not get BBQ'd.

I was out, I was free, I had to hurry so the pigs wouldn't find me. I ran out in the desert.

I knew I should have brought water and food, I just didn't have the time.

When I couldn't see more than the lights from the city on the dark sky I slowed down. I walked fast 'til I got to the small road that went from the city.

When the sun rised on the sky, I had walked for about two hours. I saw some lights infron of me, moving towards me, it was a car, but not one of those you could see in the city but an older car. I threw myself in the ditch, a natural reaction. The car slowed down, they'd seen me. Stupid, stupid me, I should have stayed away from the road, of course, that's where they'd look first.

Four men steped out of the car, the headed, for me. I tried to run but they had alreaddy a stady grip around my legs and arms. They lifted me up and thew me down in the luggage.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?! Let me go!"

They closed the gap and everything went black. It was a small space and not very clean. I heard the engine start and the car started to move. I kicked the walls and tried to somehow make some noise. I did not want to go back to the city. I felt how the road got worse, I was bubmping around and I would probably get some big bruises. When I hit my head in the celeing I wasn't sure if I was alive or not. But probably alive, you can't feel pain if you're dead.

I heard some music from the other side of one wall, I guess the strange pigs were having a good time about their new catch.

Great, stunning. Two hours, you managed two hours out there, I thought.

When the car stoped I heard the pigs talking, I couldn't figure out the words, though.

The opened the gap and the light was too bright for me to see anything, appearently the sun had rised while I was in the laggage. I saw the contours of the men, they weren't pigs, then what were thay, what did they want?

"What do, you want? Can I go now?! 'Cause I'm not staying here any longer!" I said and sat up.

"What were you doing outside the city?" one of them asked, he had red hair and a blue jacket, my eyes had got used to the light now.

"Oh, c'mon, of course she's one of them", said the shorter one, I tried to get up on my feet but the pushed me back.

"I'm one of who?" I asked, then I realised that they were talking about the pigs, "No wait, I'm not one of them, I ran away from the city!" I shouted, without knowing why.

The face of the red-haired one changed. But the short one still looked at me with a hatefull look.

"I still think she's lying", he said, "we should have killed her right away"

I got really scared, kill me? why? I wasn't lying.

"Why-why would I be lying?" I said. The fear spred all over my body. then I realised, if I'd be a pig, I'd have every reason in the whole world to lie "I'm not a fucking pig! I've got nothing to do with those people, I ran away from the fucking city, now let me go!"

"She has temper that one" the blonde one said. I tried to stand up again, they let me stand up and I looked around. We were infront of some sort of old caravan. I started to walk away.

"You ain't going nowhere!" the short one said.

"Watch me!" as I said that I heard the small klicking sound. The sound of a gun. Great, they had weapons as well.

"Why don't you come back here?" said the guy with a black jacket.

I hated these guys. I walked back to them. This was probably the first time they got a clear look of me.

"We should locke her up, you know she might talk in the end", said the red haired one.

"I've got nothing to tell you", I said

"I wasn't talking to you!" he turned to the others, "We'll probably have to wait for a while, she's not so talkative - yet"

"Sure... Why not?", the blonde one said.

I started to look araound, whaever they were going to do, I had to check out the place for future escaping plans. I didn't get so far before the men were starting to move again.

"Come over here, we're leaving!" one of them shouted. They tied a blindfold before my eyes and pushed me down in the loggage again. Not without some swears from me.

The ride was faster and bubmpier than the one before. The car stopped and they ofened the gap, lifed me up and carried me to some small space and locked it.

Great, I was cought in a small box or something and I had no chance to escape.

Haha, fanfic, the only one who likes it is the one who writes it/care.

Wasted Thursday

No touch-rugby, no photographing, none of my plans went true. That's pretty depressing, however I did some work with my bridge, yes I'm biulding a bridge. It's something for my Technology, I sort of enjoy it, but right now, it looks more like a bench than a bridge, but it's a work in progress, we'll see how it ends. I'll probably paint it in gold and call it Eldorado. Like why not?

So now I'm trying to wite down all the things I've done and this stupid Word-documemt is unable to work together with me. I'll kill it, sooner or later and the rewrite it all. I haven't wrote so much yet but it would be nice if just something worked for once.

And that, my dear monsters, is how a good life is thrown away

Urgh, I feel like doing something before the rugby, like go to the city or something. Taking some summery photos. I've always got these great plans, it's a pity they never come true. Of course today when I feel like spending the afternoon with someone I forgot my phone at home. Stupid, stupid me. I'm not even sure about where I've put it, maybe under the table.

Always under the table.

I think I've gone Twitter-mad, like I write too much there. Way too much. I also read through Frankies all tweets, from 2008 'til now. Haha, no not really, I just checked the maddest ones and the photos. Hehe.

I don't understand the listing thing yet, though... I have to figure it out, appearently I got listed, twice, by someone... hmm...

I have to find somewhere to get real updates from the Swedish hockey, I'm like really excited now, my team is in the finale and so on... I have to watch the finales, or I'll kill myself. I wish I had some to share my thought about the Swedish hockey with, my friends don't care, you gals probably don't care neither, my father support another team that's in the lower legue an my mum just doesn't know about how to talk hockey with me. I've never ever cared about the Swedish hockey before neither but now, I've actually started to enjoy it and I've bagan to care as well.

Have I ever told you about my summers, how I spend them?

I spend them at my granparenst place just by the big lake Vänern, I've got my cousins there and a lot of friends. I guess even if the place is small, there's such a bounch of random people there. Gash, I love them!

Back to the topic, we often go out with out boat to some island out on the lake and swim and sun bathing, it's always cold in the water, but, you know, I'm used to it. Often we meet our friend out on the islands to have a barbie, I love it, I wish I could invite the whole world to come and enjoy the Swedish lake-life. But I guess it would be so many people out there, it's not everywhere in the world you can get an island on your own.

I've always loved to swim and so, it's a part of who I am. Who I always will be. Living without water is like living without air for me. That's the hardest part about Czech Republic. But as Swedes, we can sniff ourselves to the water and Jess's mum found this beautiful lake when she worked here. All blue and fresh and deep, really deep.

I'll tell you more about myself some other time.

So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?

Keep running!

"...hockey-arena-filling chorus of Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Nas"

Hey everyone!

I love the sun and the warm weather. Everything is so alive. I have to tell you, I love every kind of weather in a way. Snow because... it's snow, alright. Rain because everything becomes so clean, especially the air. Cloudy because sometimes it just feel good. Sun because everything wakes up. But it has to be a lot of everything, a lot of snow, a lot of sun, a lot of rain or else it gets boring.

I went by the Cez Arena yesterday and it was this strange bus from Liberec there... How do I know it was from Liberec, well it said Hockey Liberec all over it, and that's what I find strange, like the season's over. What were they doing there? Hmmm... I should have gone over there and asked, or at least checked. Sneaking around just like a spy. Tum-tum-tum, tum-tum-tum... I remember when we were in Egypt last year and me and my cousin were sneaking around like spys, thank God noone saw us (or so we thought . . .). Oh, good memories. Banana plants all over the place. (haha, bananananananananananananas)

I wish you'd be able to understand at least the half of what I'm talking about but, it's pretty hard to explain, like the feeling of being a fish. Have you ever felt like a fish, I often do.

This is it folks!

So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?

Keep running!

Toothpaste on my lips

Ciao!

It's pretty interesting when I get a FaceBook message from an old classmate from Sweden, it was like a year since I spoke to her, the time is going so fast nowadays. Like running...

Soon it will be easter and we'll be off to Spain for a week, that will be great, I've never been there before, even though dad has got a friend living there. (he has got a friend on Isle of Man as well, I've never been there neither)

Today I think I'm going for the touch-rugby, it has been forevern since last time.

When I got that message from my old classmate, I thought back and thought about how much I've changed the last years. Especially my way of thinking, I've always tried to be like everyone else, now I just do whatever I want and don't give a shit about what the people around think of me. I like whatever I want and feel whatever I want. If ti would have been two years ago, I wouldn't have been able to say that I love hockey without getting so much shit for it.

I'm not even sure if my real friends have accepted that I love hockey. (haha as I wrote thid I was going to write, 'like hockey' but then a decided, no wait 'love hockey' but it already stood love... Weird)

Now I'm going to keep writing my article about My Chemical Romance, see ya!

So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?

Keep running!

The Czech world confuses me

Okay, so taoday was an orderanary Wednesday, directly after school we went out skating along the river, it's great, I love it! Than I got home, for like ten minutes and then off to the football training. It was great to able to move my body again without having trouble with breathing. Great! I often say that I hate going to the football training, I do, I hate when I go there, like before the training, but then I love it. I just have to get some skills too.

I could use some updates, like a new good t-shirt that doesn't smell like shit after the first time I use it, a new pair of shorts, summertime I need to get some brown legs, and maybe new football shoes, mine are not that old but I want those green ones, like my sister!

I've started to read Across the Barricades, it's about Catholics and Protestans in Ireland. Oh great, now you think it's really boring but it's not. I like it, and it's a great story! Even though I've only read like 25 pages... I love reading in English! Even though it's a pretty Irish written book... I have to get some Aussie books! Sometime. Just don't know any... - Yet!

I'm thinking about learning Czech for real now, since we'll probably stay longer than expected.

This is it for now! Sometimes I feel like I write blogposts like if the whole world read my blog, I've got two followers, wich I'm pretty proud of, when I started blogging, I didn't even care if anyone read my posts, wich I don't do now neither but I think it's nice every time I get a comment. Haha, I always find something more to write about!

Bye!

So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?

Keep running!

You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not

The "rise and fall" line in Welcome To The Black Parade - love.

I'm feeling like a zombie, I went to bed too late and I'm starting to think that Swedish is the most boring subject i school (well, except Maths). I often think that Swedish hasn't got any grammar, maybe because I'm so used to use it all the time, but when I have to write, nothing works. It's kinda weird how a language that I use every dy can be so hard. Sometimes I forget how to spell Saturday (in Swedish).

And I'm suposed to be Swedish, nah, don't think so.

Someday I'll think of home when I think of Australia.

I want a kangaroo as a pet.

This is it from me for now... So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?

Bye!

Keep running

COOKIES

Hey folks!

I just made some cookies, in Swedish they're called "drömmar" wich is dreams. I did take some photos of them but I'm afraid that if I try to get them into my computer the whole thing will die. But I found some Google pics that show how they're suposed to look.

I don't feel s proud any more, lol.

But they are tasty! It's a pity I can't share tastes on here.

I feel like a real chef when I'm in the kitchen, noone is allowed to be near me and only if they're quiet and unnoticeable. I have to tell you, I often watch Masterchef but only the Brittish and the Aussie ones. I like the Aussie one the most, the Brittish one is so... Brittish? No but the Aussie one is so much nicer, it's a pity I didn't see who won. I saw like every episode except the finale... I personally loved Po (if that was her name) and Sammy, it was a pity none of them won.

I hope there will be another season and it will be on Swedish TV.

I feel like I'm such a split person, I love food shows and cooking, I love alternative rock and I want to be like Frank, I love hockey even though my friends hate it, I don't mind draw something now and then even though I'm out of insperation for the moment, I love Australia wich doesn't quite go together with the hockey, lol, I love photagraphing even though I'm a useless phoagrapher... Hmm I think that's me.

This will be it for today I hope!

Bye!

Keep running!

The header...

...is extreamly ugly. I tried my best but it didn't work, as you can see... I'll fix something better as soon as I've got something to come up with. I just don't know for sure what I want.

I'm sorry, this is it for me.

Bye all!

Keep running!

The anthem won't explain it

I'm so mad at myself, and at my family. I wanted to go to the city! I just wanted to get home first and get the camera, but no. Hmm... Now I'm going to fix the freaking header! I think I'll have some WANTED-Killjoys-Me-theme, I just feel it's gonna be great :)

Bye!

Keep running!

I sort of enjoy the fact that I'm misunderstood most of the time. That's fine.

I need to fix a header to the blog, like how interesting is it to just have the words? Not very much, indeed.

I'm planning to take a trip to the city today and take some photos, maybe I'll find something interesting. It will be rather boring to be alone, I could send some invetations but I forgot my phone at home. Stupid me, now when I've got the newer one I forget it... Why is that so typical me..?

Yesterday I got the FRIDA-magazine, I don't read so much in it but it's nice to know what going one, even though they don't write so much about the people I want to read about... But it's nice to have something Swedish to read. That reminds me about that I have to buy some new books when I go to Sweden next time (wich will be this summer). During some periods in my life all I do is reading, I love those times, I'm really in my own world.

About being in my own world I didn't dream anything tonight, hah, first time in five days. sometimes I feel like it's only in my dreams I live my life. Sick feeling.

I hate it when I look at the clock for the first time and it's only 8:15. That means it's long time 'til the lesson ends and I'm doing the wrong stuff. I shouldn't be writing during the lessons. Lucky me, my teacher doesn't know about it.

I really feel like having a barbie today (No not the doll, a BBQ). It was so long time ago and it should be time soon. Even though my family had this tradition in Sweden to not have a barbie before the 30th of April, that just doesn't work here in Czech Republic. It's warmer and earlier.

By the way - 30th of April is a date that means pretty much to me, it's Valborg (Valborgsmessoafton), and that has got some historical meaning but I don't care, it's also the day of the year when we for the first time of the year take our bikes, go to some friedns to the family and no matter the weather we have a barbie together. And I mean NO MATTER THE WEATHER.

So this is it from me for now!

Keep running!

WHO knew these SIX things about who6?

Every week I randomly pick something to make a list of six about...

Songs that mean something to me:

1. My Chemical Romance - Disenchanted

First of all, it's a great song, and the lyrics are so true "If I'm so wrong, how can you listen all night long?"

2. Green Day - Holiday

It's my rebellious me.

3. Nickelback - Gotta Be Somebody

There's someone out there for evveryone of you, even me.

4. My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words

"I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone" I'll keep on, even if I'll have to do it on my own.

5. One Republic - Apolegize

It was so popular and I remember dancing together with a boy I liked, who dumped me later, but still I brings me back.

6. Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Oh my, every time I hear this I want to cry! It just brings be back to Sweden, sitting there in our car watching the houses go by, it felt more like a funeral than a good bye. Like it'd be the last time I saw that place...

As you know, I love GD and MCR I tried not to only have them on the list. I guess there's noone in this world that hasn't got a Nickelback song that means something...

So I think that's it

Bye all!

When you think you're immortal, the way down is too long to climb, you fall or you stay, I falled.

I've been so stupid thinking everything is perfect and everything will go right, I was wrong.

So today has been good, better than I thought it would be. Susanne basicaly told me to stop being sad about the boys losing. I deserved it. MCR has released their Killjoys jackets, but they're only available in the US, I hope they'll come to EU. I NEED ONE! I'm just not sure about who's I'm gonna have. Ray's is the coolest one, no doubt, but you see Frankie is my wife. And the Way brothers jackets are also really cool. I wish I could buy them all!

I WANT THEM ALL!

I started to sew on my skirt today. It's inpsired from the fifties and it's black with wite spots. Maybe some green details.

I'm really restless and I don't know what to do. I was going to take the bus but my mum said "NO WAY YOU'RE NOT LEAVING THIS HOUSE, YOU'RE ILL!", I'm not that ill, I'm just not well enough to go to the football training. Tomorrow I'm allowed to go out, I have to, or I'll die. Seriously.

I dreamed tonight ("OH NO, WILL SHE EVER STOP TELLIN ABOUT HER DREAMS" you think, and no I won't) about I was on a boat, together with some friend and, there was this really annoying guy that I beated. It felt pretty good, all though I think he died... And then we played some game, we were locked up in a room and the only thing we had was a computer to play The Sims on and a bed.

And then I woke up.

I think that's it.

Bye all!