A while ago, a pretty long while ago, the world was almost about the end. No one missed that. The same month another cool date showed up, 12-12-12. What did you do on the 12-12-12? We had our 4 years anniversary, so thought we’d hare some potos with you. Both of us actually forgot what
En efterlängtad efter-tenta-fika på Noir, ett kaffe hak vi viljat prova lika länge som mycket vi viljat att tentan skulle försvinna ur vår värld. — Tried a new café today as we are all done with the essay now, having one day off before the next course is on.
After beeing looked up in the apartment for three full days doing my essay I decided it was finished, because Alex called and apparently there were surf going off. In Malmö there were still no snow. Here, it was snowing sideways.. It wasn’t only the snow that was going sideways, so did my car. For
Me and Yili doing an essay about the changing media landscape’s effect on our social life. With the television in focus. Thought this photo only describes it quite well, as we just trew our TV out of this room.
Yesterday, our facebook and instagram feeds where full of bright, sunny images, with everyone telling us spring is here. The snow is apperently gone in Malmö. And it was as if the whole south part of Sweden felt it. The birds felt it. The dogs felt it. The outdoor beerdrinking guys felt it. Everyone. Even
Mum & Dad payed a visit as they left my sister on the airport in Copenhagen. Left her on the airport. She’s 8 yrs old.. And she is going the the alps with another family. She didn’t care about sitting by her own on the plane or nothing. Just super stoked about leaving, and getting
Started off the week by a few lectures at the uni before walking in the worst snow/rain/wind mix there can possible be to the central station. Took a giant cafe latte with Isabel & Matte and had some fun laughs. The railway is like Isabels third home now, when she’s not at her apartment in Stockholm or
The other day it hit me that this is the first February we spend in Sweden in 4 years.. It’s cold. It’s dark. A February in the north could make anyone depressed. If you ever thinking of visiting Malmö, Sweden, don’t do it in February. Drinking hot chocolate and going through forgotten gigabytes of sunny photos cheers me up
