It was my birthday 2 days ago and ive always loved my birthday. ive always looooved celebrating my bday, cus,1 its the best day of the year (whatelse could it be?) and 2, my day is in the summer so everyone´s (well almost everyone) is still on vacation 3, everyone´s happy and relaxed cus of their vacation mode 4, i loooove receiving gifts. but for some strange reason i wasnt in that super omg-im-so-excited mood. maybe cus it was my 30th bday and in Sweden its a big deal to turn 30. cus when u turn 30 ur officially adult and u should have all these things. like a boyfriend, an appartment, a serious job (preferably since couple of years back) etc...and if u dont have all those things...then...thats when the crisis hit you. well, im sure there are ppl in relationships who still have crisis, so i know im far from the only one but it doesnt really help when everyone (maybe not everyone, but many so far) asks me, so, 30...u have a crisis? and then if i say i Do, they say, u shouldnt have a crisis. u should never have a crisis, cus I didnt have one...öööh ok...that didnt really help, but thx anyway...in sweden theres a big taboo on having crisis, cus everything should be great all the time. and if everythings not ok, then u hide it from ur close ones and basically evveryone u talk to. 

i guess theres a lot of shame and guilt when it comes to not feeling well or having crisis here in Sweden.

but going back to my actual bday, i did have a wonderful bday. i was woken by my nieces (age 3 and 5) and my family and my nieces wanted to open al my gifts (i didnt have to do a single thing..pretty nice start=)) and then at lunch time i had brunch with parts of my family, a friend of one of my sisters and a cousin of mine. we had it at the beach at our summer house and it was beautiful weather. really nice weather. the kind when u dont need to wear any cardigan cus it would be too hot. and then in the evening we had dinner with my other sisters husbands family (well, partt of his family) at our place and the dinner lasted until late in the evening which was really really nice. and it was relaxing to just spending the day with my family and my cousin and my sisters friend. and what was almost the most relaxing thing was that i had decided int he mornnig not to check m phone all them time. so no facebooking or instagramming for the whole day. not that i have anything against facebooking or instagramming (im a big fan of doing those 2 things) but it does take alot of energy so i decided just to focus on me and on my family and hjust talking and having fun. and i must say that it worked. i did get more relaxed. well, i did check my phone once ina while (just to see if anyone had texted me or called me to congratulate me on my bday), but i didnt check my fb or instagram in the afternoon and evening and that was really really relaxing. it was as if my brain took vacation for real. it felt like i was a kid again, just having fun and talking and relaxing. and in order to get more relaxed i even asked one of my sisters to do all the photographing (which she of course said yes to). so i barely took any photos with my phone (which is a rare thing for me for those who know me well). but it was very relaxing. and i dont regret it all. cus i think we forget to live our life when and if we focus too much on our phone (guilty as charged btw, cus i loooove using instagram =)).

it was a really really nice and relaxing bday and i was sooo honored that my guests had come to fortuna just to celelbrate ME. i was actually touched. but even tho i did have a really nice bday i couldnt escape the fact that something was missing, and i know it might sound silly but hey, im only human. and im a girl so...ive wanted a boyfriend for sucha long time. ive had 2 boyfriends so far, one in high school that i knew wasnt the big love of my life (we dated for almost 3 years) and then i had boyfriend nr 2 when i was 27 (lasted for one year and i was the one who broke up with him). and i dont regret being with him cus he gave me so much (not talking abt material things but experiences etc) but we werent good for each other and we werent right for each other. i think it was mostly an ego thing. and i know back then i was clearly not ready for a serious relationship. buuut..i still wont one u know. i know ive come a long way, ive grown so much the last couple of years and i feel i am ready for a serious relationsship soon...but still....

sometimes i just want to go past the jounrey and get to the end of the story u know..but i know that all the steps are necessary in our life process in order for us to get to the next step (whatever the step may be). cus if we dont get through the steps, we dont grow and then we wouldnt be ready for that person whos waiting for us (and vice versa). 

ok im rambeling on right now, but u get the picture. sometimes u can be happy and satisfied with certain areas in ur life, but u still feel something´s missing...and then u look at all the pictures of couples or u think of ur friends who are in serious relationships.. i know i shouldnt compare myself to other ppl and i do try my best not to. but im only human. im sure ppl comepare themselves to me at times and my life or my personality. thast just the way we work us humans. 

but this aside, i was happy with my bday and when i looked at all the bday wishes on fb i was sooo touched and i could feel tears coming down my cheeks. thats how moved i was. all the pictures that friends had sent me on fb, all the amamzing things they had written about me. it was sooooo nice. soo soo nice. and thats one thing i looove about fb. that u can receiev sooo much love and from ppl from all over the world. it astounds me really. and it wouldnt be possible for my friends who live i other countries to congratulate me on my bdayif it weren´t for fb so...huuuuge thanks to fb for the bday reminders=))))) i know im very grateful for the bday reminders since my memory is like nemos memory= 0. and also thank you fb for the ability to sendig bday wishes. cus one bday wish can mean sooo much for the person receiving it. and the more bday wishes u get, the happier u get (well, and the more greedy u get too cus the more u recieve, the more bday wishes u want to recieve=)). but anyway, it made me soo happy to see all the bday wishes on fb and on instagram (and text msgs). so thank you thank you thank you all of you who sent me bday wishes! me smile a loooot and it made sooo grateful for all my friends whether u live here in sweden or abroad.

lots and lots of love!!!!!!

Hanne

yday in the afternoon i went to Helsingorg and and went up to Kärnan which is a big tower situated up on a hill in the center. have actually never been there before despite the fact that Helsingborg has been my "summer town" since I was about 5 years old... i couldnt get up to the actual tower becus it was closed (closes at 3pm and I arrived at 4 pm...) but there is a beautiful little garden surrounding the tower and they have a beautiful view overlooking the center of Helsingborg and the sea. There are lots or flowers in this garden which I of course love=) so i took pictures for bout maybe 45 minutes and was mesmerized by the view...and you have a view overlooking parts of Denmark as well so thats petty cool if I say it myself..

later on i went to a cafe that belongs to a restaurant that is next to the tower, but the café ut itself is one step down from the entrance to the garden (towards the center) and its outside and they have lounge couches there and lounge music.. amazing really. I think I sat there for 2 hours....if it weren´t for the dinner at home I would easily have stayed there the whole evening=)

Here are some of my photos. Enjoy!

This is a little cabin that I thought was sooo cute. so adorable! couldn´t resist taking like a million pictures of the cabin=)

I love playing with my camera and with contrasts. and I love seeing either the background blurry or the subject in the front blurry. The contrast can get pretty cool...

and this is a small path just down from the cabin. It was so cute! so romantic in a way...

I found thee initials engraved in the wood. sigh...so sweet. probably teenagers in love--but still cute. 

and here are the flowers...lets begin with the pink one. I love taking pictures of flowers with fields or sea in the background. makes the picture come alive..

and here are the yellow flowers. ive found that yellow flowers always come in big groups of flowers...always together...funny..but cute.

and here is my big time favorite flower. well atleast among colours. the great pink flower. its so outstanding in some way...and so big too. its as if it can feel its´ greatness and big size, its as if its like the big sister, being protective of all the other smaller flowers and just being a great safety net and making sure that the smaller flowers are ok..

ok, the big white flower. ok, i would say that all big flowers are beautiful, howevevr, white is usally something that I symbolize with funerals cus thts what u usually bring to a funeral. but they are very pretty so i had to take a picture of the white flower as well..

and the tower...i really want to get upstairs so i can see the great view over Hbg. I bet its pretty amazing...

this picture makes it look like we´re in central parc and not in Sweden... thats he great thing about bushes and trees. they can add a certain touch to the picture..

and here´s part of the parc. where u have the amamzing view over HBG...pretty cool I think. looks very rustic and old. as if we´re in south of Europe or something=)

and we cannot forget about the smaller flowers. they also make evevrything else so much more beautiful. they may not be grand in their size buuut they are still very pretty.

and this leafs makes it look like its autumn...they were the only leafs with those autumn looking colours...but they did add a touch of..something..something..

and finally the view over Hbg...it was breathtaking in real life. soo beautiful. and it gave me so much adrenaline and so much life. i just felt soo inspired to go to so many new places to take pictures...I think im gonna do that the rest of this summer...

i doubt im not the onky one thinking the view is amazing=)

Hope you enjoyed my photos=) 

molto amore.

/Hanni

ok, so ive started making made up stories when i sit at cafés. i wanted to find a cool way to describe cafés and coffee etc and one way to make it more alive was to make up stories about the ppl sitting the same café as me (poor guys...they had nooo idea that i was maing up stories about them...). so here´s one of them:

uggla kaffebar, st knuts torg

an older man in his mid 60s sitting out on the square with a younger woman in her 30s.

The man felt incredibly happy to finally be with the love of his life. Not long ago he had decided that enough was enough, he would no longer care about what ppl said about him and his mistress. He knew that they thought the age difference between them was too big for them to handle, but in fact it was the other way around. He had had many relationships before but they all had been big failures and the reason behind that, he thought, was probably because he had always felt very old and uncomfortable around women in his own age. and now he was, well still married, but ever since he met Kristina, he had felt more alive than ever before(?). He felt free just thinking about her and looking at her made him burst with joy. He had no idea that he would, or could, feel like this. He felt he could do anything he wanted to, as long as he had her by his side. everything was possible. e wasn't entirely sure whether or not his friends could understand how happy he actually was with this woman next to him. They of course only wanted the best for him, and he knew that, but there was no need for them to be worried about him. He could take care of himself. For the first time of his life he felt this. That everything was good. well almost everything..

He suspected that his wife in fact knew about his affair but that she had decided to swallow it and not talk about it which led to even more distance between the two of them. Actually he didn't have any energy left to discuss things with her anymore. it was just not that important to him anymore. The only thing that mattered to him, was Kristina. and making her as happy as he possibly could. and what astonished him, was that he actually wanted to make her happy. It was the first time in his life that he felt like this. he had never felt this before. He had been happy with his women before, but only during the first period of the relationship and then afterwards came the complicated misery that ended in either break-up or divorce. however, all these failed relationships had led him to this beautiful and amazing woman that he was now having this affair with. It wasn't something he was proud of. normally he wasn't the type of man who cheated on his woman, he was more like the decent kind of man who wanted to be with only one woman. But this ..situation…was different. yes, it was cheating, he could escape that fact of course, and he knew it was wrong, but that thing made it not feeling like an affair (even tho it was) was that he was really really happy with this Kristina. She made him feel differently about things. About situations that he had seen in a different way before. She also made him feel that he was good enough. That everything was ok, or would be ok no matter what the situation looked like. He accepted him for the man that he was. And this, this made him relaxed. Relaxed in his heart for the first time of his life. he felt he could finally breath. no more need to escape or hiding his emotions anymore. Another great thing about her, was that she accepted him, not only for the person that he was, but also for his past. For all his failed marriages and relationships. For all his mistakes. And this, this was a miracle to him. 

So all of this made him think of this as, not an affair because he was bored, but as something essential. She was the most important person in his life so of course he planned on marrying her someday. however, this day had not come yet. not yet. e would have to divorce his wife first and make sure that she was ok with being a divorcee. It was all about timing. not about being scared or chicken. Because he was not scared of divorcing his wife, but he just wanted to make the situation go as smooth as possible. However, there was one thing that his wife did not know about know and that was that he, indeed had accidentally made Kristina pregnant which meant they had a child together, Julia,( that he thought was the cutest thing alive. ) so this made it all a bit more complicated. A child outside the marriage was not something that you accepted immediately so he would have to figure out how to ease in his new child into his wife´s world without creating too much of a chaos. that would not be fair to either of them. 

"But…. just looking at this beautiful ”mistake” made him insanely happy. It was really everything about the child and their situation that made him almost cry with joy. It was the fact that he felt that there was almost no more suffering left in his life, or at least, there was a lot less suffering. There was the fact that he had finally seen a point with all these failed marriages and relationships which made him sigh with relief (there had been many times in which he had thought that he was just not meant to be truly happy and that happiness wasn´t for him). And also, the most important thing was that he could finally feel free with this amazing and cool woman by his side. oh, he forgot, also the fact that he could finally do whatever he wanted to, because the future belonged to him. So all of these emotions and thoughts came to his mind every time he looked at Julia, now 1 year old, which meant that this little child was a symbol for all these emotions and events. So all of this made him cry with joy and relief and that made him even happier, and also light at heart. He was finally free. Free and happy."

here are some café related pictures (well most of them atleast=)) that ive taken recently in Cannes, and Monaco and Stockholm and in Barcelona=)

this one is from when me and my friend had breakfast at this Italian inspired café in Cannes. it was a really nice street (rue d´Antibes) that had lots of cafés and restaurants everywhere on the street. was so much fun just doing ppl-watching there.

this was in monaco (day trip) and after hours of walking i finally had coffee and ice cream in the heat in front of the famous casino..was very pretty, alltho maaaaany tourists there..

Hope you enjoyed my story=)

lots of love!

Hanne

at a cafe in barcelona couple of weeks ago:

A Spanish couple sitting next to me, a young couple. around late 20s. she's skinny skinny, cute brunette, hes …well kinda big. don't see how ppl can be attracted when they look so different but i guess thats the thing about love, isn't it? that it really isn't about the appearance . at all. its all about  how the other person makes u feel. its that kind of feeling like u can be urself no matter how u feel about urself or what mood ur in. the other person loves u no matter what. every couple (well the woman) that I've asked how they knew that he was the one they all had the same answer; ”he makes me laugh. no matter what, he always makes me laugh. every single day.” making the other person laugh, r laughing together about something small or big, seems to be the key to a healthy and happy relationship. because if u cant laugh together, then whats the point of being together in the first place? that has been the case for me with my 2 exes. we didn't have the humor. at all. everytime my first boyfriend laughed about something or made a joke, i was like, huh? i don't get it. and then everytime i made a joke or was trying to be funny in an ironic way he would just look at me with the same expression that i had when i didn't get his jokes. so no big hit there (alltho we were together for almost 3 years so thats kind of impressing i would say. ok, it was in high school, but still…)and my second boyfriend didn't either share my kind of ironic humor or appreciated my extremely bad jokes which i couldn't really understand how he couldn't get my sense of humor..cus i of course thought i was hilarious. it was actually the same thing when i was little and I made , well actually really bad jokes that i found hilarious and absolutely no one laughed. and then i mean, no one. silence. big time. but i laughed so much so at least I had fun=) I've actually tried every guy that I've dated recently to see if we have the same kind of humor. but nope. they never laugh. don't know if I'm really terrible at making jokes (its not really my strong side…) but still…they could at least fake it. or maybe not when I think about it. faking humor is prob really bad, because if u feel that u have to fake it, then u know ur relationship won't last that long. so its better to figure it out in the beginning. cus then at least u know that u don't share the same sense of humor and then u can move on. 

so during my dating time, (so since the age of 16 maybe) ive dated alot of different kinds of guys (Chinese, French, Australian, Argentinian, Italian, Swedish...) and no one and then i mean none of the guys have had the same kind of humor as I. which has led to very awkward moments. me trying to be funny (which never really works for me, would looove to be funny and be able to make really funny jokes but its just not one one of my strongest saides unfortunately....but u cant have all can u) and the guy having this strange expression on his face, looking at me like, huuuuh? and then i have to explain the joke and then the moment is gone...and vice versa too...its just not...working, humour wise, for me. or maybe i just havent found the One yet...=)

maybe its the story of my life...being really awkward with guys...or having awkward moments with guys. maybe i should just stop trying to be funny. 

ive dated in periods. always been a " periodare" which basically means u do stuff very intensely for a period of time and then u stop and u dont do it for a while and then all of a sudden u start doing that again (whatever it may be). and ive been like that with everything basically in my life. with doing art, with writing, with moving around, trying new stuff. and with guys. and the last time i dated was in March this year which isnt that long time ago...but really, ALL the guys that ive dated has either had no sense of humor or just not MY kind of humor. dont know which one is worst=)

and since im a "periodare" i guess i will see when the next guy will enter my life. im just crossing my finger that it will be it this time. and that he will have the same kind of humor as me. cus else...i will stay single for as longest as i can do it...

anyway, hope you all will have an amamzing friday and an amamzing week end!

here are some photos from this summer so far.

ive been thinking lately alot about guy and relationships and singlehood etc. how it seem to work for man ppl and well everything about it really. i ve dated alot of ifferent kinds of guys. it started with my first boyfriend at the age of 16. we were in the same class in high school and we plus some other ppl in my class started hanging out and it didnt take me long to figure out that I really liked the guy. so one day, out on a field close to the sea (we had activity day) i decided i would hug him. just like that. and so i did. and i could feel his surprise but i was very confident about it and he seemed to like it alot so he hugged me back. i was into another guy too back then who was one year older (first year of high school...the guys in softmore year was very interesting to us girls in first year..) but it didnt take me long to understand that it was just a crush i had on this older guy and that my interest for the other guy was bigger. so we became a couple only like 2 weeks after that hug. we had  alot of fun during that time, but we were both very insecure obviously since we were only 16 years old. so i broke up with him 3 months later which was very tough becus , evevry break-up is tough i think, no matter what age you are. anyway, i was miserable for a couple of months (we did go to the same class..that made it kinda hard to move on) until one of my sisters decided that she had had enough of my suffering becus of this guy and told me to stop with the suffering and start living instead. might sound harsh but i needed to hear that. so after that i felt alot better and in the end of freshman year i finally felt good about myelf again and started having fun with other guys again. i had a blast that summer living my life. and then when we started softmore year he ecided he wanted me back, which i wasnt too sure of. eventually he persuaded me that he was a changed man and we became a couple again. we were together for 3 years that time (with a mini break in the last year of high school). and we had fun. lots of fun. but i always knew that he wasnt the one. i remember even thinking that thought in the very beginning of our "2nd" relationship that it would only last a couple of years. not that i regret being with him. he was a very sweet guy, a bit insecure about himself but hey, who isnt at the age of 17..i broke up with him when i was 20 thinking i would only be single for maybe 2 years or so.. 

after i broke up with him i moved to florence, and found the italians way to sleezy and way to focused on the blond girls from sweden (i actually had to colour my hair brown at one point cus i couldnt stand their wistling etc, but thats another story). so i didnt date in Florence but it was ok, i wasnt ready for it. i dated a bit when i was back home for summer vacation but it was all very innocent dating. fun, but nothing serious. then i moved to parris and during 2nd year my dating took off quite alot. i was in a good flow with myself and my life. i flirted with different kinds of guys, i went on dates, had my heart broken by a player (alltho he did appologize for that later on so we are friends since that moment=)). i dated really all kinds of guys. or maybe they were all in the sae kind of category, more alike than i realised back then. they were guys who all had studied economy and went to business school. and they were fun for  while but too obsessed about money and their appareance. especially one guy who me and my best friend called drama queen lol cus during one month he came up with more and more dramatic stuff (well he was very polite and all, and i dont regret dating him, but still..) that my best friend who followed me on skype during that month gave him the nickname drama queen. very fun, but exhausting after a while=) he was really nice but we were just too different. so all the guys that i dated during that year were all economists and i remember thinking...is this it? they all look good (well more or less) but they remind me waay to much of the guys from my schools back home. they are all the same kind, dress the same way and they think the same way ...no i need something else. 

so in barcelona i did date other kinds of guys. there was one autralian guy who was back packing through europe when we found each other and we dated for couple of months and he was really sweet. and then he moved to england which was fine cus we werent cut out for each other anyways, and then there was an Argentinian guy who worked with photograpy and then a French guy.. i had fun, but ...i could tell something was missing. then....then one month before moving back to Sweden i was visiting a good friend who was living in Tarifa (southest point of Spain and also surfer paradise) and i had a love-at-first-sight-moment with a guy from Malaga. i hadnt believed in love at first sight until that moment thinking it would never happen to me anyways so why bother wishing for it...until ..that evening when i was having the time of my life dancing like crazy to every song. we stayed in touch during that summer and then we became a couple in september that year (so in 2012). i was in denial big time that year. i enjoyed our time together, cus he was my boyfriend and i loved him but it def a relationship based on fear. u know that kind of relationship when u deny all of ur emotions and u cant be urself? that was me in 2012/2013. it wasnt a very good relationship (alltho we did have our moments), i wasnt good for him and he wasnt good for me. he was jealous of my life and i guess i was jealous of his life. not a good combo i might add=) i broke up with him that next summer. and it took me about 9 months before i could date again cus i was so...low on energy. but then spring came and i started dating again. and back then i didnt realise that i wasnt that stable as i thought i was. so of course the dating all panned out in the end (thank good for that). i think i dated 3 guys during that spring and i think i needed that energy. it kinda brought me back to life.i regained some of my confidence that i had lost uring me past relationship. and the guys that i dated (it was very intense dating=)) were all very different from each other. 2 swedish guys, one from malmö and one from lund and the 3rd one was from france but lived in lund. and it was all nice and fun but still..naaaaaah. not good enough for me. then that summer i didnt date and it took me about 7 months before is tarted dating again, this time a lovely man from Argentina (who also lived in Lund....). we dated for 2 or 3 weeks and this time i convinced myself that i felt safe with the guy. so i reasured him (a bit too much i have to admit) that he made me feel safe. but deep down i could feel that there was something missing. and i was right. cus he told me on our last date that he was thinking of getting back together with his ex...i kneeeew it. i just knew that something strange was up. but he was actually a really nice man. 42 years old, a lawer. very gentleman ish. very sweet and funny. treated me very good. we ended things on very good terms. no resentment or anger or anything. it ended peacefully. which im veeery happy about.

and since then ive been single. i havent minded really. its a choice u make. and ive choces to not date for a while and just focus on myself and my job etc.

but ive been thinking alot about what kinds of guys that ive dated. they have been French, Chinese, American, Italan, Asutralian, Argentinian, Spanish...economists, photographers, steward, lawyers, phds in...something...students...u name it...and now i..have no idea what i want. well...no thats not true, cus i do know what i want, but i dont know if its the ego or if its what i need. cus what u want and what u need is sometimes 2 different things..

i woke up this morning with a big cold and i thought, damn. i dont want to a have big cold. i want to be healthy and strong. not weak. i want to feel on top of the world. all the time. on the go. i want to be mentally strong, all the time. but its not easy. we all have our days when we feel weak, wether its mentally weak of fysically weak. but its easier said than done. cus we ve been tought that we should be strong and confident. and when we dont feel strong or confident we dont talk about it cus we feel either ashamed about it or guilty about it. I had a big talk with an old friend of mine last week and i we talked about all kinds of things and it runed out that (well its not really news to me, but i didnt know , that when her friends talk to each other they only talk about the good stuff which is of course good and positive but it crossed my mind that its probably not very healthy to not ventilate our thoughts and feelings and concerns when we feel self doubt or if we worry about stuff or if we feel not good enough or whatever it is that we are feeling.

we may talk about some stuff, but not everything that is going on in our minds and heart of fear of being judged.

and speaking of this I saw the other day on the morning show on tv women who had come to the show to talk about tabus. they were mums to some kids and they talked about stuff that they usually dont talk about becus they feel they will get judged if they do and maybe their friends will think they are complaining (which is a big no btw in Sweden). lets say, if they feel like a failure for not being a super mum or if they feel stupid and stressed out when their kids scream or cry in public places.. ...so what i thought back then was that i think we should axtually talk more about how we feel. ur friend might go through the same thing but is too afraid of admitting it. i know that ive been that other person many times, that sometimes ive felt whatever feeling but have been too afraid to admit it to ppl and when a friend has told me about their experience ive almost always reacted, oooh, i so know what ur talking about.ive been going through the same thing actually...i thought i was the only one...etc and each time it has felt soo good to talk about it. and ive felt so relieved everytime. 

.. but anyway, i thought to myself this morning, that i could either do nothing about it, or i could do something about it. i knew i couldnt go for a run (cus thats not good for u when u have a big cold) but what i could do was going for a walk. i always go for a run in the morning, and thats what i prefer to do in the mornings (obviously). but sometimes going for a walk can also feel very good. so i went for a walk (its been really sunny btw today!!!) and i brought my camera with me and it felt so good taking pictures of the sea and the bushes and the flowers etc. and when i had been taking pictures for a while i felt so much better. not just physically, but also mentally which was the main thing for me. 

ive been feeling quite confident about taking pictures lately and that was the case this time too (thank goood for that cus its not fun to take pictues when u dont feel confident about it). and its funny, cus everytime that i feel, ok this picture turned out pretty darn good, i get sooo happy and i feel this thrill going down my spine (in a god way of course) and i can feel the adrenaline in my body. so i take more and more pictures until i feel that the moment is over (sometimes the moment is over in like a second lol and sometimes the moment lasts a long time (which is what i obviosly prefer=)))). but the thing is, i can never predict these moments. i never know if im bring my camera or just ,y ego´s sake (and then my photos will turn out just plain and ordinairy i wont feel satisfied and like a failure) or if im bringing my camera just for the fun of it (and that when my photos turn out really good and cool): so its always a 50/50 5 chance (or risk, depending on how u see it...).

anyway, here are some of my photos. enjoy!

 buneas noches tutti 

/H

Hey everyone. Been quite some time since i wrote on My blog. Didnt feel like doing it, or maybe it was more like i was in big denial:)) thought i didnt need to write abt My life becus of the jante lag that exists in this beautiful country Sweden :)) but it turns out that I do have the need to do it so here it goes.
Im sitting on a bench in the harbour in Helsingborg writing down something in My calender when this guy approaches me and asks me in English if The land that we see on the other side of the sea is in fact Denmark. I tell him its true that it is in fact Denmark that we have in front of us (Helsingör). The Guy says to his guy friends that he was right n that they were wrong (they thought it was Sweden) and he asks me (as a joke) if its possible for him to swim over to Denmark ? I say no. That Will take way too long time. One of the other guys asks me if they have to take the train in order to get there and i say no, u can take the ferry and that it Will take them only 20 min going there by Ferry. After joking around for a couple a minutes they leave n say Thank u to me for helping them out.

This little moment that lasted for maximum 7 min or so gave me a reminder how important it is to be friendly to strangers (whether they are from Sweden or not). And how just a little gesture of kindness can change so much for the other person. Especially if they re not from the country and just visiting or maybe if they just moved here for whatever reason.
We Swedes do not really like Talking to people we Dont know. Doesnt matter if its at a party, inside a bus, at a dinner...we feel very uncomfortable doing that cus we have been tought that Talking to strangers is something u shouldnt do cus that Will bother them. But for me its actually the other way around. Ive talked to so strangers that i Cant even count how many times ive done that And not a singel time have i not enjoyed it. Whether the conversation has lasted for 5 minutes or an hour. Ive always left the place a little bit happier n a little bit lighter at heart. So if i feel like that after ending the conversation then it would probably be the same thing for the other person right? So if the other person Feels a bit better (for whatever reason) after Talking to a strange and i feel better by Talking to that stranger then we have made the world as a better place . Thats kinda cool i think. So i think we Swedes should lighter up a bit n let go of that uncomfortableness n just go With the flow n enjoy the conversation With the next stranger that talks to u (of course it depends on the situation , not saying that we should start Talking to ppl that w feel a negative vibe from etc, but u get the picture:)))
I def had a laugh when Talking to these guys so Thank u Thank u Thank u guys for liftning My spirit :)) ????
Lots of love,
Hanni

today its raining like h*ll. well right now its a bit calmer but just a minute ago it was raining like ive never seen it before with storms and big rain drops coming down on our roof. felt like i was in another country and not in sweden=) this has been the first week of the "official" autumn. before it was sunshine and now its hello to rainy n colder days. alltho it is cozy. its time for cozy afternoons with a couple of tea or coffee (or in my case, cappuccinos;P) and working on the computer or hanging out with friends (or working wherever people work). as long as its inside tho, if u happen to be outside n u forgot to put on something warm and its raining cats and dogs, then ur kinda screwed...

and the good thing about the autumn is that its allowed to wear more fashionable clothes and darker colours too.  today im wearing all black  with white text on the t-shirt. kinda rock ´n roll feeling wwas what i was looking for today. i like to change the look of my outfits. sometimes its rock ´n roll, sometimes its more cute, sometimes its trashy, sometimes its more preppy. i guess im no different from many other fashion addicts that have many different looks on their outfits=)

this morning i went to the gym and it was soo nice! i had forgot how nice it was to be hanging out in the gym. im so used to doing it by myself outside that i had completely forgotten how nice it ould be to do it surrounded by ppl. it calmes ur soul to be surrounded by ppl. and especially in that kind of environment where its all positive enenrgy. evevryones working out and the music is good and puts u in a good mood and u get the positive enenrgy from the other ppl. and u leave the place a bit more happy and hopefully a bit less frustrated=)

i think im gonna go back to the gym tonight to do body step whatever that means...it sounded like fun tho at the description online...

wish u all a beautiful thursday.

mucho amor/hanni