Wasima & Emma Nicole

Day 77.Snipp Snapp SNut, så Va Sagan Slut.

2009-03-16T14:17:00.000-07:00

I always knew that this day would come, this horrible, this heart-tearing-aching-breaking-unbeloved day has come.But im not even close to ready for it. And i'am not prepared, im not prepared mentally or for the matter that i still havent pulled my shit together yet. Presents is still unchecked on my list and we still had to roll over to the other side of new york to pick um Emz fly ass nametag. No sleep in days, out of the 77 days we have been here, i guess like 7 of these days did i actually get some what called sleep from. it was worth every sleepless hour, no doubt about it. if i could have taken back the hours that i have sleept on, i woulda!

Tiden har gått så snabbt så att jag kan knappt resumera allt i en mening. Jag kan inte ens definera en slags känsla. Euphori kanske. Kanske Mindblowing mind trip en resa,livs insyn i högsta nivå, typ hundratusen interna skämt, självinsikt kontroll, inspiration & uppskattning av det man har. införskaffat det man inte hade, uppgraderat min garderob-0,00 kr på kontont, typ redan första veckan lol, kul, inte egentligen men aa..blässed to däff. Kan vi haffa allt i ett ord?

Jag kunde inte riktigt roa mig igår, Terry keept lookin at me and keept sayin : it's not a goodbye sis, it more like a "heey see ya soon, or later sis!". I know Terry, i tried too keep that state of mind activated. iam not that good of an actriz,culdnt really hide the hurt me. - i'am gonna miss you terry!! & lil terry!! Words will neever say enough how thankful iam to you. I know fe shure that i'll be remniscin on our all talks, the dinners u provided us.." TACOS TONITE!"-nights. All the Night life wit my love Emma, dulce de leche. Varje sekund med dig har vart fylld me glädje och tryggheten själv. Även de kvällarna som vi har "talked" it out i nattstundes sängplacering har jag vart lugn i hjärtat med dig. Intense stunder där man kunde ha valt och visa en mindre atraktiv sida, har kärlekn var där. Kärlek till alla som har ställt upp för oss genom resans gång, Isaak, the super douche himself, men min älskade bror, du vet inte huuuur roligt jag har haft med dig!!!! jag vet att kärleken är ömsesidig din tönt. The whole swedish crew in L.A. olov,hassan <3>
Everybody who made our trip to the best one ever, wow.. to our new york homies, everybody from 88 keys (ocho, i saw the video! u dont need the viagra!), to the retrokidz,to hasan in the cornershop on baychesta station, soooo manyyy love u all!! to myself for having such a great sence of danger. Happy to be alive.
Soft om ja dog nu, så har jag ändå upplevt nåt på min bucket list....Wasima.

Le finale. På riktigt nu. Everytime we got up and left for new adventures in a new city. We left new lovers and new friends. Relationships with people that really had started to get used to us and we to them. Everytime we would leave it would be a new good bye to a new family.

Till alla som hatade (men egentlgen älskade oss) i LA. We are so blessed to have met every single of yall, Isaak mitt hjärta, Hassan, Olov, Skanky, Tedaka, Sara, Pavan, Katta, Jazz, Marcus mr model, Kevin, Court, Lemar nice meeting u again. so many. Just all the party people in LA. Muaaah!

And to our BIGGEST sweethearts ever n ever in Miami, Fatima och Inna, ni e bäst- vad vore vi utan er. och Miami utan vår kvartett!? Ni är guld.

To foremost Terry Terr up in the BX, New york. You are truly our brother and anything we could do, we would do for u! Even in the hoodest parts of New york, u made us feel so safe to have a home. Broooor!
..ok ok thank u to Kenny mr retro unge too.

But this time when we got on a plane, there was no new city with new adventures.

It was our old city, with no adventures to explore. Truly the ending of an era.

Wasima min blods syster para siempre kommer ja minnas denna resa. Det vi delar är oändligt. I now know that through thick n thin, we will survive ANYthing together. Men våra äventyr e inte slut. They will always continue no matter where we are. Cuz we are the swedish connection, 'member that! ...Emma

Day 76. Can't u see we freeeeeSH.

2009-03-16T13:38:00.000-07:00

So up until a few days ago we thought that we was leaving on monday. note its saturday today. Buuut as we looked closer we actually leavin on sunday. TOMORROW. So me and my luv 4 life -companion Wasi rushed through the last stores and got the last things and gifts. Les Stress. Sträss stress strèss! Being the superwomen that we are we managed to get it all done.

Last night of New York. Last night of the USA. Last night of livin la vida loca. Last night of adventures. Last night of crazyness. Last night of freedom. ONE NIGHT ONLY!

So of course we went out with biggy broo Terry, and celebrated his cousin Brians b-day.

We swung by Club 1 first, but the guys felt we had to leave cuz they had som unswaggaristic ladies stalkin them up in the club. But it ended up with me, Wasi and Terry at Duane.

Anywaays, miss Wasimeezy got up on the catwalk and started gettin freekaay. Dancin the night away. Finished the night of with some of that fresh new yorker italian pizza and a cab home. Tomorrow is the finale.

The ending of an era.

Day 75. "Don't doubt din sexuella läggning,, eller hans,"

2009-03-08T16:12:00.000-07:00

Eureka!! sol!! shall we start this day with some chai thea and morning glory? We had some last minute shoppin to do, so we head into the big city what so called early this day to not stess ourselves like we always always always ALWAYS manage to do. Gettin around was mad cool, until it started raining and i started crying. WaterDrops in so many forms. During the day the phone was buzzin, this weekend was about to go-DOWNNN.. everybody had a party - to be at, to go to, to throw, to crash, to paarty at! IF ONLY i could transport myself to be at 29 difrent places at one time, that would be dooope riiight!

Last night when were at The Dreams release party, we meet our lil buddy Toones, who mostly takes care of parties himself, and he had one big party at this Club in Queens. His primito lived in Bronx so we Hit Alex up, told him to pick us up on the way so we could roll up there together, so he did with their other cousin Tubbz from Konvict Muzic.

Arriving to the club we really understood that it was a strippclub that we just have arrived to.

Wooow. Toones embraces us with hugs and the table was prepared for us to get jiggy with.

Titties and asses - ladys with assets. walkin around naked like it was their casa. Thickness all over the place. thighs for day, got me all dissy. Men vänta, Nu Kommer det fram en strippa till Emma. The lady starts doing what she does best. spread it. jigglyin and wiggliyn.Girl, that girl frolickin better than most people was fakkin. Jag blir livrädd. En what so supposed to be called scared Emma, är inte längre rädd, she is now THROWING SOME D's on it. Smiling laughfin home gurl was loving it. Hahah good times for reals. The girls really put out a good show. I truly gained a type of respect for them. I know that their proffesion isnt the most respected one. But of these girls are sweethearts, they are making that easy money.

They are fantastic dancers, stronger than what u could ever imagine, fysiskt och phsyskiskt. dom får stå ut med konskvenserna av that. I could never ever bare myself in that kind of environment and that type of business, at the end of the end day its their job, and they can do what ever. But like i said.. wow.

I clearly see why there is so many songs about strippers.

" shes every mans dream, she gods gift to earth,women they love them to, that whats you call a womans worth" to quote mike jones on that t-pain joint "i'am in luv with a stripper"..

The night was so much fun, you would be suprised over the variation of people in the club, you had everything from hoodest dawgs to the most sophisticated people u can imagine, ladies out there clubbin with their man. enjoyin the night. Hotballers,shotcallers, peeps from the music industri was breezin around all over the club. U never know who you could run into.

Around that 5 ish we left the club, chilled for a second then we decided get our "fyllekäk/frulle?" på en dinner vid bronx, the guys orderd chicken vings,wit fries,honey mustard sauce,barbquee and sweet sour cream to that.. så där lagom lätt för magen, och vi beställde pasta. pasta alfredo damn it was so goooooood. Men inte så god så att ja beställer den igen, för ja ska tala om för dig att jag spenderade hela kvällen i toaletten. HEADS UP.

Day 74. The day I became a King in Queens.

2009-03-08T15:08:00.000-07:00

I've always wanted to get a tattoo but always said that I aint gonna go into a tattoo place and look through their books just BEcause. I want to get one when I get a sign. Something original, that describes me. And I had been walkin around thinkin about this since we left LA.

When we lived at Hassans house our neighbour Kevin, one night told me the first time he ever met me I was sittin down at Hassans table playing poker with all the guys (glöm ej vem som sänker er boys, GLÖM EJ!). And he said that I had an attitude of a queen. Thats also why he nicknamed me Queen. We were discussing tattoos and he thought I should get a crown to resemble queen, behind my ear. I really thought about this, that he really had put some thought about my personality. I know I always wanted to write something on my hand. But queen felt soo... so expected...so girly...so unoriginal. And Isaak like I done told u...a King will always be more powerful than a Queen will ever be. So why limit myself because of my sex.

Girls are Kings too!

So this was the day, Wasima my love, really had my back on this, and we went to Queens (ironically) and finally got it done. Funny thing that I will always remember was this guy next to me getting stitched up too...he had his wifey and son there. Dont yall think that kids name is...King?! And thats also what he was getting tattooed. How often do u run into kids called King, and here this lil angel faced boy were next to me!

Later Mike whoI had met the night before at Juelz party, came with his friend and picked us up.

El Escalade blancooo baabay.

They drove us home, we got dolled up in like 30 (!) mins and hit Imperial, where the Dream was havin a party. Party was poppin like always on a New York Friday night.

Juuust got paid- Friday night!!

oopps kom på att de här va på torsdagen... aja ja gör en remix -

Thank God it's Thursday då!

Day 73. Ay!

2009-03-05T15:25:00.000-08:00

Nr 1 stop: KFC for some nice n healthy breeeakfast.

Nr 2 stop: Harlem Byyyebii. For some shoppin.

Nr 3 stop: Juelz Santana's b-day party at Hiro.

Juelz had aaaa loooot of celeb and non celeb friends partýing with him tonight.

What the pictures dont already show is that Hiro was PACKED like a tuna can. Nowhere to turn.

Meaning if u got stuck next to a tipsy booty shakin top model Toccara,

U had to get down n dirrty with her.

Meaning if you got stuck right next to Juelz when he got mad,

u had to diiiipset real quick not get hit by him or his guards.

Meaning if u got stuck next to Fabolous,

you'd be happy.

Meaning if you got stuck next to the Retro Kids,

you'd get even more wasted.

Meaning if you got stuck next to Busta Rhymes, and u a female,

he would prolly try to spend that Arab money on ya ass.

Meaning if you got stuck next to Bobby Valentino,

you'd be onstage all night.

Meaning if you got stuck next to Ron browz...

nothing would happen, cuz nobody knoows him.

day.72 "i can buy myself happy..daa."

2009-03-05T15:18:00.000-08:00

One word to describe today : HAPPINESS.

Can't even remeber since i could go this crazy on shopping. Emma had been my suga mama for a while now since my card got sucked into a ATM in m.i.a, and she should only deserve roses for the human ATM she has been to me. New york has one of the best variation and dopest u could ever find in the world. And the badest store is those who they dont allowed u to take any photos of, or in. It sucks, but we fully understand them, not really but anyways.

Shopped all day, shirts, shoes, accesories,food,chopsticks, shit u name, we prolly got it.

at the end of the day we were mad tired & we just wanted to sleep, to catch up with what was needed for us to function as humanbeiings. Sleep, lets just go to bed.

day 71. Ett vänterum med new york most retarded.

2009-03-05T15:09:00.000-08:00

Today we had tics to BETs 106 & park - we had to wake up mad early so i was like damn when do i ever ever goonna sleeep out for one damn day??? Anyways good times today, of course we can add one more gay that feell in love with me and Emz. He was the one who took care of the whole show, he keept talking to us all the time and doing all these crazy dance moves! love youu!To bad we couldnt take any pics, but like the luck that we always seem to have there were no artist on todays show! We just had too see Rocsis and terrence reality life behinds camera - and its cooold lemme tell u. But both are sure damn eye candies to look at lol. They are showing the show next day, hope we could catch on the tele, because I know that the camera man was raping my face with that freakin camera all ova my face. They placed us where the camera was all the time.They even asked us durin the commerical break if we wanted to be on the show, they were like "Do you know how to speak infront of camera?" my blank stare pretty much said it all. lol

Over all, it was a beautiful day´. sun and a breezy wind. I could compromize with that..

"lyx meal på en lyxig donken"

Day 70 . Rooooadtrip!

2009-03-05T14:47:00.000-08:00

After gettin home from headmeks casa around that 9-ten-ish time, we only had 3 hours sleep because we were jumpin along Terry & Terry to Terrys cousin, Bria in connectiuct or how ever that state is spelled!! While the rain was dripdroppin and hot 97 was on the radio, this is exactly what we had wanted for quite some time now - just rollin around wit the car and relax.. even tho i was mad tired, the view of new york was way to mindblowin for me to just shut my eyes and sleep. When Brian opened up the dorr he noticed the two big garbage bags we had with us. LAUNDRY TIME. since the one over at Casa Terry didnt work, we had to think smart lol.

At casa Brian it was mad comfy. It definitve had a family feeling all over it, execept we all were big kids. föräldrar fritt! We ate and watched the ball game. Brian even took the kids out car race for a while, then the batteries died and he had to do some cooking. Terry brought home some cheeesy oily krisppyyyy pizzza and dunkin donuts. Mmm yummyyy taste so good.

family.

Day 69. Hello Brooklyn, how u doin'?

2009-03-02T14:17:00.000-08:00

Terry, our big brother that we live with in the Bronx, called us and let us know his son Lil T(also named Terry) were comin by. So while waitin on Terry to get home we absolutely fell in luv with this kid. He's the cutest. He showed us the newest ish out there, the Get Lite dance...

Which resulted in the landlord calling Terry because of all the noices we made. U know me, of course I tried to learn it too. Aint no lil 2 step that Emma Nicole cant do.
Anyways, later we hit up Wasi's booy Josef. He's from Sweden too, lives in crooked Broklyn so we went to his lil spot there and just chilled. Wasi and Josef has that maad maroccan connection so they was talking until 6 in the monrnin. I fell asleep every now and then.

But Josef is a sweetheart.

And he puts our posin' skills to shame.

Day 68. Bira, Bira, Bira, Bärs, Bärs, Bärs.

2009-03-02T13:39:00.000-08:00

With some fresh new golden toned haircolours this Friday night we paid a visit to a poular little all american bar. Our polskie swede friend, the beloved Philip told us to come there, he was there with his new found oh-so-swedish friends Hanna, Johan, Lisa och Kalle..eller vad de nu ens va dom hette..lite halvtorra va dom ju iaf. They are all students here and seems to have a lot of fun. They were cool tho.
Philip was a lil sad because he's leaving on Sunday, he'd just started founding his way around Nueva Yorka. We called it quits and on the way home we were blessed with Philips fyllesnack och denna gången handlade det om dagen när han poppade en overdose av Viagra, ja säger bara, stackars tjej- She never called him again..I think both of us, you guys aaand even Philip understands why...

Day 67. Troru du kan haffa en färg under 8 dollar?

2009-02-24T21:44:00.000-08:00

Hej, idag var vi pank men vi ville flasha nytt hår ändå. Vi gick till Wahlgreenns inhandlade sprillans ny amoniak-fri hårfärg till mig, dj wazzy. Och Satte sedan igång färgverkstan. Färgen räckte ej till. Men det stoppade inte förvandligen. Kuuuuul me lite sånadära ändringar du vet hurru du. Njut av låten som vi lyssnade på under vår transformer-armada kväll.

inne i joint-toan.

Day.66 - Life is a celebration!

2009-02-24T21:22:00.000-08:00

Idag så gav jag upp, rättare sagt, mina skor gav upp igår. Idag var det den dag då vi åkte till Jamaica Queens och inhandlande nya. Jag absolut älskar dem.

Today it was raining as hell. I dont know who killed a spider, or sung a bad song,but who ever did it - don't ever do it again.

Tonight we had got invited to attend to Nba-player Al Harringtons Birthday bash.

Among the guests that was there, there was a salty variation. Fronzworth Bentley had a table with ONLY ladies, he was the only guy among 13 women around him. Pimpin'!

Adrienne from the cheetah girls, wich we saw in L.A,had dyed her hair into dark, nice girl! She was there with one of the Kardashians, the giant one,Khloe. Oh, you cant dance :(.

Bronx finest was there tooo, Faaat joey who we partajade med i miami var där med hans entourage, AMNT toccara was there, extra thickness! tierra mari was there. BORING.some video models were there too, one worth to mention is Dollica Bryant ( XXL eye candy of the year). That gurl is so damn FLY. Helt orelevant. Men vi dansade och myste. Crowded as a toilet after a bad soup, but it was gooooood times, my god. Grabbarna hade med sig deras homegurls och first time to say, finally some sister love! Adorable gurls, we really liked them, they really took care of us. Appreciate it mamas!

Day 65. Aaaaajm addikkted to juuu.

2009-02-24T19:50:00.001-08:00

We spoke to our good friend Dimitris, who is aaall about the fashion industry, that this years fashion week has some really good designers. Today Narisco Rodriguez had his show starting around 9 so we just swished by Bryant Park to see all the hype. No one less than Kanye West, his new bold girl Amber Rose and the famous stylist Taz Arnold just arrived when we passed by.

We headed on to meet up with our party poppin retro ungar for a night out. On the way as we were catching the train there, we ran our aaaasses off trying to make it in,well Wasi did... I was left on the outside of the subway doors putting my last effort to get into the train. But noo, I was left outside of the subway doors, watching the train and Wasima swishing off. I just stood there with my crashed meshed up bleeding nails (that got stuck in them subway doors).

Best believe I've been scarred for life when it comes to NY subways.

Anyways, I took the next train.

We headed to Club 1 where the party was ON. Red Cafe and Maino was gettin their drank on and boy was Wasi bout to get a surprise she would never forget...

Put on notice that Wasima had been playin Ryan Leslie 24/7, I mean the whole Bronx neighbourhood should know by now, that she absolutely LOVES the man.

Trooor ni inte att DJ'n i nästa stund skriker ut i högtalaren;

I got my man Ryan Leslie in the buuuilding.

Wasima pooped her pants out of joy.

Oh yes girlfriend, ja såg dom där erotiska blickarna du langade.

Day 64. Två Hiphopflugor i en smäll/ city of dreams.

2009-02-21T12:36:00.000-08:00

"im from south jamaica queeens ya huuurd me..!" 50 cents goes in i dont know of the name of song, but i keept sayen that allday when we were cruzin around Quueennz.

Eventho Queens should rep 50,Nas, ll cool j or shit they could even represent Ja rule, all we could hear was dancehall! damn dancehall everywhere, hey its not im like im not lovin it, damn it even feelt like a -18 minus gradig version jamaica. Emma could even do her jamicin accint to..BATTYBOYYY. nej isaak vi menar inte dig! ...eller?

Did some called shopping, jag går i konkurs nu.

then we had to meet up with Paluchi and got to Brooklyn. Haha no not really, but we went to see the B.I.G movie, noo-noo-noootoriousss!! No dream is to big you dig. The DREAM theme followed us all the way to stumache because First we went and ordered food from this amazing mexican food place called "become your dream", we brought food home to Philip , omg vilken mysig apartment! very art-sy! Then we head out to Union Square egna REGAL CINEMA. I was stoaked too see the movie, ya'll thinkin

"shit va efter dom efter"

men nej,

We have delayed the plan of seeing the movie, and keept pushing it until we got to new york, because we wanted to be in the city where the movie was played out. Good thing we did, because Brooklyn, well yes the go hard. in my opinion i dont think the whole story went down like the way the showed in the movie, but DOPE SOUNDTRACK. bigge is defentive one of the greatest.

I really wonder how the tupac movie would look like if they did one. And yo, people should really stop suing pac's mom for some bullshit shit.

Day 63. Sunday Funday

2009-02-21T12:28:00.000-08:00

EXHAUSTED from last night, we up around 4. and then we got all stressed becuase emma had forgott to pick up her spike lee movie around 6. AND WE wanted to do get some new fly ass air force but we couldnt becuz it was a sunday (dom stänger tidigt du vet, som dom gör i sweden liksom) and we aint superman . KAOOZ.lagom! But after running to to the store, we got in on time! grevens tid. yahoo!

Then we went around, got sumthin to eat and back to bronx to complete the lazy sunday!

Day 62. 808 & 100 Happy Valentine's!

2009-02-19T19:43:00.000-08:00

haaaappppy feeet! step to you get happyyy! Bästa filmen att starta denna överskattade-urartade dag. Redan för en , två veckor sen så hade Wahlgreens redan bytt ut en hel Matgång för att få plats med Alla hjärtans-dag verktyg som skall få din älskade att känna sig älskad. Yaho! Emma my one and only luv of course was the love buzz on my mind, made me dinner and lit the candles. Terry came home almost whopping our ass because he thought we had some kind of love jones sharing it with some fellas. Suprised NOT when he saw it was just me and Emma, all alone with honeybun and a box of choclate that said cutiepie. I hope Terry liked the present that we had put some reaaaal effort in, right emz ;)! lol

Later on that night we werent that lonely though.

The RetroKidz had their big party at HighlineClub.

SurFresh embraced us, took our jackets and we pretty much got jiggydiggy on the danceflooo all nighty! The boys we're lookin supadupa cute! Around that 5-6 time, we headed to the afterparty wich was a dope ass lounge. Kinda harem-jafarpalacio stylah! One thing that i loved was that the dj was playing a dooope various of music. fish go deep you heard me. i guess we all can call it the bachlors club, even though love was in the air, it wasn't on play. But life is good. Love is included in the word Happyness. and we are happy.

HAPPY <3 DAY BABES!

Day 61. ANOTHER SPIKE LEE JOINT.

2009-02-19T12:56:00.000-08:00

At the plane to the states me and miss caramela were sittin and speculating & predicting some stuff that we would experience and see. Some things have comed trough and true, and some hasnt even been near to what we have expected to be. We are grateful and if this trip would end today, i still be so very happy to the things i've come to experienced. But anyways, one of the things that Emma feelt in her inner soul was that she was goin to see one of her biggest, most admired person in her life - Spike lee. But since we didnt have noone of the expectacions to see him, (esp. since he neva neva evaa steps out except the knicks games he rolls up too) we didnt think to much about it. AAAAnd esp. since everything that emma predicts, she pretty much JIIINX it like the time when we were on the way to Las vegas, the whole ride she was like " oohhh, oooh, i think we are going to win, i feeel it Wasima, i feeel it, we are going to win". & i would be like, " yes i feel it tooo, i feel it mami!!". You'd think we would win? Hell naaaaaaah. But you know what, some of the times our intentions are right - and this time i guess mamacita wanted this enough. I found out that Mr. Spike Lee was signing at J&R. AND YOU ALREADY KNOW who was there first. First we had to head to city, we met up with SurFreshAlot where he showed us around a exclusive vintage tour & some flyy ass shops. Puts sweden to shame. Fresh really wanted to meet Spike too, but had some meetings to attend, so we said buhbye to him, and said HEllO broooklyn to Spike. Speaking of brooklyn, when we told spike that we were from sweden, he thought that we were from some place in Brooklyn, forgot what it was called but i guess its somewhere he is from and he got everybody laughfin. I can honestly say that this was the first time i got really nervous, like i never get star struck, but this time i was like literally quiet because i didnt know what the best thing was to say. Didnt wanna ruin this once in a life time meeting with the stupidty that my mind can drop. Emma was so happy the whole day and night, girlfriend woke up with a smile and the happyness held trought the whole day after that. The pursuit of happiness moment kinda. Later on that night fresh invited us over to a club called Prominent. The radio station hot 96 was there and was giving shout outs all night to the RetroKidz. We pretty much danced all night until the club was closing. What a great night.

Day 60. I Bronx anda.

2009-02-19T12:40:00.000-08:00

Åh herregud.
We aint done jaaaaack shieet today so we'll leave you with a clip from "A Bronx Tale".

Day 59. Keepin it ol' school.

2009-02-19T12:26:00.000-08:00

Seeeg dag. Until we met up with Kenny and his friends from The Retro Kids. Wasima and Kenny aka Sur Fresh Alot been talking for quite awhile and he was so eager to show us the partylife of NYC. So Wasi, me, Fresh, Kyle and Justin first hit up this Victoria Secret party at 1 Oak. Mad nice interior. Im so sad about not takin pics of the bathrooms tho, on the wallpapers was a big golden gun. I gotta go back there just to snap a pic of them walls yoo!
Party was poppin, but I feel Miranda and carrie when they in that restaurant in the Sex & the city movie and the whole place it packed with ballons in the roof and the straws are hanging down gettin in to your mouth n all. But it looked good! They really wanted to show us around so we went to Marquee for like 30 mins, hit up Home where Wasi only had a redbull and then we headed to Guesthouse. At 4 am we were all tired and read to head home. Kenny sweet thang bought Wasi a rose, and he also poor thang bought me one. So i wouldn't feel left out I bet haha.

Det är ju tanken som räknas. Antar jag.

Day 58. "Ge ekorren bullen Philip!"

2009-02-19T11:51:00.000-08:00

We met up with Phiiiiiiiiiiiilip mr. Polish. Det är tack vare min kära kära Philip som vi träffa Isaak & de svenska crewet. Philip is in town with his daddy so we got us some of that Starbucks hot chocolate and took a loong walk in Central Park. So so comfyyy. Philip and his crazy mad funny stories made us laugh aaall day. Everything from pickin up fat chicks in the club to eatin hash brownies in Amsterdam. And I finally got to see them squirrels I heard New york was full with. Some BIG ASS squirrels Im tellin u. I was so fascinated by em. I even made Philip give up his bun. Then he had to leave to go to some polish dinner. So we went to 125th Street, Harlem Staaand UP!

Once we got home I stepped my cookin game up and made us some jamaican food.

Bombaaclaat good!

Day 57. Video hoooez.

2009-02-17T14:15:00.000-08:00

Wasima hit up our buddy 88 keys whom we met a few months ago in Stockholm actually.

So we felt like it was his time to show us his city now. He told us to come to his videoshoot for his "Friends Zone" video. Little did we know he wanted us to be in the video.

All the directors and people ont he set adored us just as much as we adored them.

Everytime they wanted us to come up to the set they yelled out "the Sweedish connection, come heeeere". We were so unprepared for it, we wore our winterjackets on every shot.

The mode was soo hype tho, pizza and coke for the whooole team.

The video is gonna be cute, the storyline is Keys and this lil white girl are like high school sweethearts. And the video is build up to be like a yearbook. So we were lil video hoes for the day.

But Ho is short for Honey, right Keys?

Day 56. Femte avenyn läään.

2009-02-17T12:30:00.000-08:00

We took our subway numbaa 5 to Fifth Avenue, walking in and out outta all the faancy praancy stores. Abercrombie & Fitch took the price tho. 4 floors, dark like in the club, lights on only the clothes, packed with people and the employees were bootyshakin dancin on every corner.

Crazy, but nice buisness idea. Rest of the day was just a whoooole lotta walking and explorin'!

Ja Rule ft. Jadakiss & Fat Joe - New York

2009-02-15T17:20:00.000-08:00

Day 55. Soul sistas.

2009-02-14T11:11:00.000-08:00

We tried to head home early from Terrence's crib and laaaaaaaaawd the subways fucked with us this morning. Lookin like to tired ragged up yesterdays prostitutes trying to get home it took us like 2 hours to get home. Home to le ghettô .

Eventhough I could barely keep my eyes opened I had such a crave for warm soup with cheese mackor. So I made some curry soup, me and Wasi took one couch each and just couzied up with blankets in front of Tivo.

Falling asleep every now and then until Terry got home from work and took us the this Soul Food place in the Bronx.
Mm that yams, collard greens and corn bread or should I say it the country way..
Yääms, cåållard greejns and cåårn brääd.

Day 54. Whoooo's house? Hov's no doubt!

2009-02-10T21:02:00.000-08:00

The day started with stopp i toan, so I had to take care of that- as the family man that I am.
We headed into the city, Broadway. Soon as we were gettin up from the subway Wasi gets her foot stuck in the gateways.

Poor thang stumbled up like a lil old lady up the stairs, but showed the superwoman in her and ignored it after awhile. It was a mad chilly day, the cold bit us in the booty so every 2 minutes we had to enter a store to remain some kind of a bodyheat.

H&M is eveeerywhere here, Sweden representiiin, Sweden STAND UP!
We continued our quest for the donuts, today Vanilla creme filled ones with chocolate icing topped with sugarcoated stars. Just so u know...cuz I bet u care...not.
I hit up my friend Terrence whom I had met 2 years ago when he and his american boys came to Stockholm. I was amazed about everything T remembered about me (and Dixie, Beryl and Saroja!). He remembered that I was always workin at that stupid 7 eleven, that I never left my house without my air force and that "that indian girl" (Sarre haha) was maad funny.
So Terrence and his friend Jonathan came to the Bronx to take the subway to the city with us, since it was kinda late, and this neighbourhood aint the safest even in daytime.
They had their little zippy zip that quickly made em tipsy and Oh so ready for the nightlife.

But not ready to pay for the nightlife. We went to 4 different places but neither we or they got satisfied by the spots so we headed to the KING mr. jigga man Jay-Z's club 40/40.

It was waaay more ghetto than we expected, but crazy anyway!

The club had two floors, the dancefloor had seats hanging from the roof. And upstairs was a corridor packed with soccer, football and basketball jerseys personally signed to Jay-Z.

In the corridor was special VIP rooms, and u know us of coourse we got invited to one where we chilled for a while with 3 wild guys and a whole lot of Hennessey.
When it was time to head home we looked for T, who was wiinin and grindiin with some girl and his friend Jonathan had been kicked out ( "wonder why?").

Sorry to T's girl we dragged him up out of there and went to his apartment in Harlem to get our sleep on.

Day 53. "don't be fooled by the rocks that i got, im still im still ..donut from the bronx!"

2009-02-10T20:55:00.000-08:00

Like you wouldnt even belive how COLD it is in new york, faaan va kallt det är. Det är som om jag aldrig får upp värmen, förtinad 24/7! After gettin out the house hella late we decided to not go so far from the house, so went to the more local place of the Bronx. That is fordham road.

Its like a ghettolucious version of beverly hills rodeo drive.

our hands were to froozen to take pictures,more commin up soon!

Stay tune duke!

Day 52. Viva la vida

2009-02-10T20:21:00.000-08:00

excitement woke us up, we are ready to go dora the explorer today! Since this is the cíty of subways, we bought the golden unlimited ride-metro card! the sky is the limit!! From baychester to the world known Time sqaure, we found ourselves being amazed by the city that never sleeps. Wow caught in the rapture of life. In the big apple we realized that we just are raisin in the sun.

The adventures of Wasi & Emz shall now begin..

Day 51. "You shouldn't be wearin that goldchain in the Bronx mami"

2009-02-10T20:05:00.000-08:00

We arrived at Laguardia airport in New York around 11 am. We are stayin with our boy Terry in the Bronx. We tried to get home there with all our heavy bags easily andsomewhat cheap. So we took the bus to Harlem and got a cab from there. Lawd knoooooooows how icecold New York was this Tuesday. And to get a cab in Harlem wasn't as easy as we were told. Once I got ahold of this nigerian guy who would finally take us. He got of at the wrong exit and the "fast lil drive" turned out to be more than a one hour drive. Once we finally got home to Terry's the taxi driver felt so bad he took the wrong way that after we payed and he walked back to his car he was almost literally hitting on himself saying he was an idiot. He knew quite alot about swedish sports guys tho'. Dahlin! Ljungberg! Henrik Larsson!

When we got into Terrys apartment, he was still at work but he had left us a note.

We were sooo tired and were just happy to be home in the warmth that we stayed in the rest of the day. Tomorrow is exploring tiiime!

Day 50. A night in Atlanta.

2009-02-09T20:24:00.000-08:00

Time to once again say good bye to our loved ones. NYC next baby.

Im gonna miss Fatima doing her imaginery jerk-off and her screamin' out; HAN LJUGER! in random discussions. We took good bye of our sweethearts Fatima & Inna and jumped on the bus to the MIA airport. We were supposed to transfer in Atlanta to the New york flight.
BUT, of course theres always a BUT when it comes to me and Wasima.
The flight from Miami to Atl was delayed one hour. So when we get to Atlanta we find out we missed the NY flight. We were endlessly tired, hungry and p.i.s.s.e.d off.
After alot of talking and fighting with different managers, they agree to give us 10 dollars each to eat AND a hotel room at the Sheraton. Since it was 10 pm and our next NYC flight wasnt until the next day 9 in the morning. The Sheraton was faboloosely fancy.
Good things happen to those who fight for em.

Day 49. Super Boooowl!

2009-02-08T21:58:00.001-08:00

Michael asked us to come to his house for a lil Super bowl party. Which turned out to be the BIGGEST house party we ever attended.

We got a ride from Inna's man TJ, we drove around the neighbourhood trying to figure out where his house could be, the streets were quiet and not a sight of a single person around.

There was only one house that could be Michaels house so we opened up the big doors and the music was PUMPING. People everywhere with like 3 drinks in their hands.

We immediately bumped into Marchiello who tipsy welcomed us.

Being the 4 amazon women we are we went right up to the food. Everything u could wish for was in front of us. Bartenders servin u amountless of alcohol. Crazy!

Cameras everywhere, flashing lights, Big wall screens showin the Super bowl up on every wall. All kinds of people dancin at the bottom floor. We headed up to the second floor to look for Michael. Second floor was pool tables and people everywhere.

We headed up to the third floor. Absolutely packed with people and poker tables. Where we found Michael sitting on the head seat sportin' his shiny stunna shades by the pokertable.

On the same floor was a terass with DJs and people hump dancing up upon eachother.

Just when we thought that was all there is one more floor. The master bedroom.

With a huuuge bathroom. In the middle of the bathroom was a stripper pole and couches. Unfortunely a fat old and hella drunk man felt like he wanted to give us a private show and even gave Inna her own lap dance. Poor girl was devasted.
And believe it or not we found one more door leading up to the 5th and last floor. The rooftop.
Magical feeling as we stepped up there. All dark with the view of Miami and all thr colourful lights.
Up there was a big jacuzzi and me and Fghal had our close-to-death experience. No fences no nothing, we were so scared we had to crawl to the edge to look down upon the city.

Michael introduced us to Andre, a guy from Nepal that seems to be working in every kind of buisness there is. But he was fly tho, so fly he took us home when we no longer had the need to zip more drinks.

TJ and Ben came by late because Ben needed Fghal to save him by flat ironing his hair, he had a job interview the next day. Unexpected but craazy night.

Congrats to Pittsburgh!

Day 48. "I don't wanna sit in the back with Jim Jones!"

2009-02-05T12:24:00.000-08:00

2 hour bus ride to get to the hottest mall in Miami. Aventura mall. Once DA crew arrived we spent most of our time in the candy store, Betsey Johnsons botique and of course the beloved Forever 21. Before we wenr home we had a lil sum sum to eat, when this guy named Michael and his Jim Jones look-a-like friend came up to us and asked us if we all wanted to go out tonight. Hell yes we do. He bought us cookies too. Soo nice.

So we went home, got fixed up, and got picked up. So the night led us to Karu & Y in downtown Miami, partying with Michael, "Jim Jones", Marchiello and mr. Atlanta.

Det som var FETT synd var att hela deras sällskap lever på sin Jim Jones likanande vän, de var så vi alla kom in direkt, fick VIP bord och alkohol levererat illa kvickt. Atleast 20 people came up to us even in the bathrooms "

-Is that Jim Jones you with?"

Yeees honey... we wish.

Because after a few drinks "the fame" got to his head and he got really, and I mean REALLY annoying.

"I can barely go anywhere, I never get peace and quiet, oh I cant go here everybody is gonna recognize me, I got the face of a star..." Uuuugh.

Michael is our man though, we all went to Dennys to have a late night meal and then got a ride home.

Baaaaaaaaaaallin'!

47, Det är nu jag dör.

2009-02-04T22:32:00.000-08:00

Miami can have this ickysticky heat over it. Makes the whole body crave for taking a dip into the water. Thats exactly what we had planned to do. Gettin to the beach, så gick vi förbi Mikey boys arbetsplats, och ni som vet vart han jobbar, vet också vem han jobbar med.. ja, vi kan säga att såhär att vi fick oss en syn som vi, aldrig, aldrig kommer att glömma!

The beach was blazed up with people getting their swim and tan on, åh så skönt vi har det.. jaaarå! Men åh nej var det en droppe jag kännde mot min tå? JAAA, för helt plötsligt så ska vi inte ha det skönt, nej för då så ska regnet falla ner i rekord fart, ja tänkte ÄR det här hagel?!

Vi springer i bästa nästa restaurang, som visar sig vara Miamis Gay pride stolthet, PALACE, som är ett ganska aktuellet häng för våra bög-bröder! Mirre du vet att miami är gjord för dig baby!

Efter att regnet stannade,we went back home, made us some dinner, sket i John Legends efterfest och tog oss an klubbrummet, som vi gjorde till en liten privat klubb kväll, grannar från lite olika håll tog med sig lite sippi zippi och vi minglade runt rummet som om det var coctails on the house!

Thank god its friday!

Fghal New Banner shoot

Model: Fatima
Photographer&Visonary: Emma Nicole

Stylist: Wasima

Day 46. Luv is in the air.

2009-02-04T20:25:00.000-08:00

Today was the day we hooked up with maah boooy Mike. First time I met him was this summer in Gothenburg when N*E*R*D was on th Way out west festival. Since then we been keeping in touch and when Pharrell & Co came to Stockholm this last December he got introduced to my puurrty purty girl Wasima of course. He fell in luv in a sec of course. And now we in his city, MIA baby, so of course we all hade to reunite. He took some time of from the studio work and came out to the beach and chilled with us. He couldn't keep his hands of Wasi, I dont blame her, I mean we aaaall know she bringin sexxy back! It felt like we was three kids being reunited after a long time bein all silly. It was just like the last time, him huggin on Wasima and him telling me to "stop being so ghetto". Ever since we first became dawgs he told me that. He funny. But I gave him an ultimatum this time.

-Ok Mikey Boy, I done hooked u up two times now! (first time with Amor, Ja saknar dig prima!!) When u gon hook me up?!
-Who u want?
Seconds passed by like I was "thinkin", but we all know who I had in mind...
-Pharrell...?
-Oohh noo, Pharrell is off limits.

Jahapp, där rök det försöket.Well, cant blame a girl for trying hahaa
Anyways, we wont on some smoothie shoppin, remenescin on the past and the future while smellin barbecue in the air.
It started gettin dark so it was time to salute. Kiss kiss bye bye!

Bus home to downtown to chill with the girls the rest of the night in our new found favourite room in the building. The club room. Getting our Internet and BET on. And Fatima getting her "rape Wasi" on. Hahaha That's a whole other story tho'...
Nighty night!

Day. 45. I Miamis anda..

2009-02-04T18:05:00.000-08:00

kul kväll last night!

Idag gjorde vi ej så mycket, fghal försökte verkligen få ut oss till bayside, but lame as we are så lät klubbrummet mycket mer aktuellt! Något som också är aktuellet, som vi dedikerar till er från tropical florida, miiiiaaaaamiiii!!

LMAO - I'AM IN MIAMI TRICK

.. drink all day, play all night, let's get it poppiin, i'am in miami trick!

Day 44. Yo, why u gotta use me for a ride like that?

2009-01-30T16:04:00.000-08:00

Last night was good times. we had the whole day to just chill out. we went back and forth to school. Ate us some good dinner and talked out the time until we got all dolled up. Big troy had invited us over to the most prestigeous club in Miami, Prive. We got fghal out with us, and it was very funny and stressful getting from downtown to the beach this night. When we out the other night, a young lil cutie from chicago had given his number to Emz. He wanted to roll with us to this club.Since he is still underage he really can't do ish for us. But he can sure give us a ride to the club. It wasnt really like that but he wanted to roll up to the club with us, i mean its hard enough for me as a hot mamacita to convice the bouncers, imagine then 2 underage fellas trying to get into Prive..? Um "that would work!!!

So of course poor lil thangs, (they were so innocent, "I bought this shirt at Urban outfitters for only 2o bucks!") didn't get into the club.

Inside our trio chilled with Big Troy and the Miami Dolphins people, watching strippers go wild on them poles. Out lil chitown by C.J came and picked us up, despite that he texted Emma sayin we used him for a ride 10 mins before that . Aaaw to cute tho, they wanted to sit n chill at the beach, at 5 in the mornin'! Fin tanke, men nej tack inte denna tidpunkt.

Hem!!!

Nice night nice night

Day 43. Slicker than your average.

2009-01-30T15:41:00.000-08:00

Hmm today was the plan to go to explore Miamis south beach, but after chilling too long in di casa, it got kinda late for that. Instead we went to Miami Dade School and abused their internet. After sitting there for to loong too, we decided to roll up to the local grocery store and cook us some yumiyumi dinner. Efter vår vardagliga mysgos routine, me and caramelita had some parties to go to.

Tonight was the Dj Khaled,Fat Joe & that pooopp champangeee pop champaange dude - Ron Browz party at Mansion. After we've chilling to much agaaain, the time flew away and we only had 15 minutes to get to the beach.

You already know that we all went on that sonic shit to get done,did.

Enough said - When we got there, it was all smooth and shit, until the bouncer saw my passport (jag vet, jag går fortfarande ut med pass, emma med faktiskt!), and the bouncer looked up, like he never stops gettin amazed by the people tryna get in when they dont got the age. He pointed up to this big sign saying "TO GET IN TO MANSION, YOU GOT TO BE 21". enough said, he opened up the gate to let me walk with out with shame. lord have some meeercy on meeeehhh!!! Un momento bara, the lady with the guestlist was like "is there any problems?" I was all dramatic, no not really, men sanningen är att jag vill göra en fghal - springa och gråta neeeeeeeeeeej. I answered nicely and helt understanding " I'am 20", the lady who easliy could have enjoyed this moment and could have helped the bouncer to open up the gate, was actually the one who called on a big man, jag antar att han har hand om festen eller nåt. She konvorserade med ögonen med denna stora man. He said he would handle it, and told the bouncer to let me in. Enoough said, shit. props to the very rare sister love that can very rarely bless us all.
Weak crowd, But a good party. Isaac i wish you could have been with us when he did pop champange, i know that you would have been the first to try to touch ron's hand. Lol, skämtåsido kompis, we ended up dancing next to the whole terror squad crew and ron browz him self. Han är fett kort. Dj khaled såg man inte skymten utav - fett torr!!! Fat Joe var poppis bland the ladies dockkk.
On the way home, Emma showed us all how it goes down when it gets to hustlenomics and taxis. A typical ride from south beach to down town would cost ya 20 box, the hustler that Miss_nicole is, got it for 8 DOLLARSSSS!! got it for cheap? nananan diva is a female version of hustlaa.. of a hustlaaa.. Wow that feelt hella good, since we didnt have Fghal to show us how to work our way home, 8 dollars is pretty much 'got it 4 cheap'.

Day 42. Who is the boss?

2009-01-27T15:46:00.000-08:00

What i had to forgot to tell ya'll was that We had bumped into Maurice, Fghals & innas friend. He had just been out partying and he was exactly what fghal had described him to be.
Crazy, old, wavy long perm & filthy rich.
He invited us to his sunday-yatch party. So the first call we did was to maurice, he sent us a taxi to drop ous of at Halover Marina. He said too look for a Yatch that says "BOSS".

And There it was. Sweet music were playin from the live band he had on the top of the yatch. sweet symfonies from marvin gaye and the o'jays. This beautiful day where the sun was shining and birds was hummin to the strokes. Maurice, aka the boss, gave us a gran tour around
the yatch, that included that he had to show every every every little bit, what this yatch include. But o'boy let me tell you. You could live there with out a problem. It was hard paying any attention to the tour because he had like all this pictures of him with all these famous people he know and have met in his life. i swear there were so many picture , dom var som en slags tapet hajjaru. The funniest thing that was that he had written the name on every picture like i would see a picture of him and stevie wonder i would wonder who that is? Lol. lugn nu..

After he gave us a lil perfomance on the roof, he wanted to take us on a ride with his speed boat. Little did i know that it would be en helvetstur.
It started of good and calm, just as i like it.
I asked Maurice if he knew what he was doing,
he was like "yes. WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPEND?!!!
Vi var tvungna att tanka liksom. So gettin out the wild water was AMAAAZIING! the soundtrack of this day would have been rick ross SPEEEDIIIN!

oj oj oj, va kul det var! first i was all into it, but then started to read verses from the koranen because i was so frighten. Homegurl next to me, emma, som klammde sonder mitt ben by the way, was so HYYYYYYPE. I Had never ever ever seen her this hype. When i was praying for my life beggin crazy ass maurice to stop, she was like ' FASTER FASTER, WE ARE NOT SCARED ENOUGH, SPEEED IT UP! Emma was on that extacy shit. Jag sneglade upp till henne fran mitt ihopkurrade jag, Emma was not human anymore. Emma has become a duracellkanin and couldnt be stopped from the hypness she was stroked by.
i was happy for her, same time i wanted to kill her for embracing maurice to kill us all.
Maurice showed us Miami By water. The amazingly, worlds richest island - Star island. Wow imagine poppin chai te over there.

Then he took us to this exotic lil island around there, we made a short stop to get into land. Maurice showed us more of his a.d.h.d side by almost killing fghal, he threw a rock that hit a kokosnöt, that almost hit fghals head. What we thought was a nära-döds-upplevelse, was more of a guldpunkt to maurice.

On the boat back to the yatch, satt kvartetten och spekularade att han inte kan bara va en christian church singer, han måste va nån slags knarkkung eller nåt. Han ljuger om säger nåt annat. But the way he was speedin, didnt really give us a chance to think to much about it.
On the yatch, it was good times fe shure, chicken and rice on the house, we ate and listen to the live band, where Maurice ofcourse had to jamma lite. It was a very beautiful spent evening, the whole setting was pretty much unbeliveable.

But the most Unbelivable hade ej skett ännu.
Vi bestämmer oss för att rulla hem, men det här är inte precis just around the corner för vi kom ditt via Maurice hjälp, och vi skulle minsann få hans hjälp att komma hem igen. Maurice säger att han ska skjutsa oss hem. Men då ska han minsann åka förbi sitt hem, det vi tyckte skulle va jobbigt var att sitta i bilen några minuter, blev till att han åker in i sitt garage, parkerar, vill att vi ska in med han. Våra spekulationer blev till antagelser när vi såg hans Villa Symmonette.

Han visste att han levde bra, och ville att skulle veta det.

Det självbesatta bilderna med kändisarna var placerade över allt i huset, några uppförstorade med han var riktigt stolt över fanns upp hängda över de tvådörrbygda entreérna.

Of course he was ivrig med att ge oss en tour, tsjälvklart med armstypanden då och då som han har gjort hela dan. Speciellt mot inna och fatima. Det är hans sätt att visa kärlek.

Emma var verkligen glad att han inte gillade henne om du hajjar vad vi menar. Perverst besatt av hans "smoothies" då han hade blenders i varje toalett, och det var mer än 4 toaletter. Vad fan är syftet tänkte jag?

Allting blev bara mer och mer freaky. Maurice hade en sån där stång som man gör pull ups med, då han utmanade oss att lyckas göra en, alla ville bara hem och den enda som kunnde göra en var inna, men inna hade blivit smått antastad innan och som bara släppte henne om hon sa "who the boss is? tell me who is the boss?!!!". Perverst tänkte jag. Inna svarade med rädslan i hennes ögon vem Bossen var. Hon visste att det är nog att stanna på hans bra sida. Inna visade ett väldigt lyckat försök på pull-uppen. Självklart kunde inte Maurice ta det här, och skulle insistera med att visa vem bossen var. En normal karl skulle ge inna en eloge och en klapp på ryggen. Tillochmed finna hennes styrka väldigt attraherande. Men 45 åriga Maurice känner motsatsen, hotad.

(Extra inlägg av Emma här: vi hade ju ändå liite kul när vi vänta på maurice, fghal spela piano o vi andra dansade som vildingar, vi spela pingis o biljard...hmm jaa...ville bara få me de, återgå till wasimas berättande:)
Konstig stämning sker nu. Vi trippar. & hes trippin. Det som skulle ta en minut har blivit timmar, och vi tålamodigt försöker hitta på aktivteter medans vi väntar på att han ska "byta om".Men for crying out loud, när nääääär tog det 2, en halvtime att byta om. Nu är vi helt utmattade och vet ej hur vi ska ta oss därifrån. Det som en gång var good times, har blivit en beautiful nightmare. Vi sitter och väntar nu på soffan, tittandes ut mot vattnet, ser vi ett stort jäkla fartyg som kommer glidandes in. Nej nej nej.. DET ÄR THE BOSS. Yatchen har kommit till husen, och nu är parkerad precis vid poolen. Jag tror inte att någon av oss har någonsin sett nått liknade. Vad är det här? Vad kommer ske här näst? Pandoras ask av tankar har nu öppnats, och misstankar äter upp oss levande.

Man efter man kommer ut från yatchen, Jag,Emma,inna och fghal - alla vi sitter ihop kurrade i soffan och ler lite harmlöst. i tystnad självklart.
Inna får nog. Hon tar modet att ringa Maurice, som skall befinna i sig samma hus.

- iam coming, iam coming . - klick.
Halvtimme senare, "let's go."

ÄNTLIGEN, nog, nu får det vara nog! Vi går bakom honom. Maurice som har kammat en mittenbena på hans wet look långa hår, öppen broderad skjorta och krodilskor som skiner starkare än maudame tusáds wvax museum. Han är tyst. I garaget, så går han i från, utan att säga vart han ska, han slänger dörren lite ilsket och går. Nu tittar vi alla på varandra. Vi bestämmer för oss att gå in i bilen. Fghal drog den kortaste stråken och måste därmed sätta sig i passagerar sättet. Vi mumlar i munnen på varan, tystnaden sker när fghal får syn påen pistol liggandes så där nonchalant på förar sättet, och skriker " EN PIIIIISTOL!", alla ögon riktades mot den och det var där helvetet brakades lös! NU FALLLER ALLTING PÅ PLATS. All slags spekulationer att Maurice är Knark Kung, har nu besannats!!!!!! Vi är mitt i stormen och vi vet ej hur vi ska ta oss ur detta!
I bilen försöker vi lugna ner oss, vi vill inte trigga dena man att begå nåt där fängelse straff är med i bilden.

- TYST TYST `TYST, han kommmer nu!!! han kommer nu!!, prata engeleska!! Va glada!!! bete er inte som ni har just sett pistolen och att ni fruktar för ert liv!! motiverar vi oss alla.
Maurice stiger in i bilen, i tystnad förstås. Nu sitter vi alla säkert och tänker på vad vi ska säga för att bryta det misstänksamma beteendet. Det är nu min bok "1000 kapitel om onödig fakt" borde va nån slags hjälp.

- yes but i dont want pasta again. not again! säger jag. Emma ska då va den som ska övertala mig att det är just DET vi ska äta. Allt för att lätta den intensiva stämmningen.
- Maurice, do you got jamba juice in miami? frågar Emma. Ja, hon ville ju faktiskt veta också!
Marre svarar, raskt "yes."

Tystnad igen. Han sätter på sin självinspelade kareoke skiva, och börjar waila och jamma. Ingen ide att börja konvorsera, han höjer musiken och stämman så att pavarotti skulle nästan kunna pissa på sig.
- i GOT MY VOICE BACK I GOT MY VOICE BACK! hojtar Maurice. Han vill nog inte ens har respons här. Det är nog hans alteregon han talar med.

Fghal mumlar good for you maurice. Hemma är vi vid vårt The Loft , vi skakar hand med Marre, tackar för idag och hoppas vi ses igen. The Loft sken som aldrig förr, Beyonces ' Halo' spelas i min hjärna och jag är kär och vill kyssa the LOFTS grindar. Jag lovar att aldrig lämna dig The Loft, aldrig!!

Day 41. Did you come from a land down under..?

2009-01-27T15:22:00.000-08:00

Helt utvilade - let's go!
Its saturday, inna and fatima is off from school so we all woke up together and myste.
inna had some school stuff to do, so she stayed in while Me, Emz & Fghal decided to take a trip to the notorious flea market. It always nice to go somewhere here around miami by the metroe, because they all skyhigh, and you get all this Futurama flawa feeling to it. aldeles till mig!
The first smell you would sence when enter the market is a strong smell of superstrong chemicals blended with burnt hair. I was like uuuhh wats that smell..? Emma svarade direkt:
- NAGELMATERIAL!
Homegurl was right. she knows her thang.

En nagelsalong, two nailsaloons, tre nagelsaloons, 14154521 nagelsalonger, execept they were more of nagel bord, och man fick vilja vem av dom som skulle pimp your nails.
Nail Heaven. Girls were gettin their hair done and fellas were boppin their heads while gettin their shave up cut and clean. freshness!
Fghal showed us her favoruite jewlery stores around there. some real treasures. Emma was walking around with a smirk and couldnt tygla her self enough. She was jumping around, her head was twitching and switching because she couldnt control the hypeness of what her eyes where seeing - JAG kan knappt tygla mig, jag blir helt till mig, jag ar helt till mig!!
imagine arnold von anka fann juevlen, that's emma in a flea market!
Later on that night, Troy had his club at Dream. Its difrent partying in Miami now after been in los angels since all the clubs in l.a closes at 2 am, here in miami we could party until 5.
Troy embraced ous all and he already had prepared the drinks and the pink bands. good lookin out big troy!
the ex member of the grindin and windin group Pretty ricky, Pleasure P was there, so was Flo-rida. the party mode was on. Flo-rida even gave out a lil performance. i guess a star need to shine, everytime. But it was good times for shure. This is defently one of those memorys that will keep me warm when i get back to suecia..

Day 40.The day after...

2009-01-26T14:44:00.000-08:00

We were so tired today from partying hard last night so we barely didn't do anything.

So that's why Im going to tell u the story of the day. Told by Fghal when she got a deja vu experience trying on some weave. Here it goes...

När denna flicka även kallad Fatima gick i sisådär 9e klass. Den perioden när en ung kvinna är extra känslig ni vet. Så fick denna Fatima för sig att hon ville förnya sig lite, prova en ny stil för en dag sådär spontant. Så Fatima tog en weave länga som egentligen bör sys fast, och lägger den lite halvdant med hårklämmor. Men för att komplettera looken så lade Fatima en bandana, även kallad scarf runt huvudet. For att verkligen forsakra sig om att inga trakigheter skulle ske sa adderade hon aven en mössa over detta. För att även förebygga att håret skulle ramla av och inga osmickrande kanter skulle synas. Fatima gick till skolan, en vanlig skoldag, med vinden i håret. Med mungiporna uppe i högsta hugg. En fin flicka är vad hon är. Väl i skolan så uppmärksammas Fatimas nya frisyr mer än vad hon trott. Det är ämnet för dagen. Fatima har en ny frisyr! Fatima har en ny frisyr! Alla vill känna på detta långa fina hår. Fatima blir arg och skriker till de andra ungdomarna att Sluta upp! En pojke var extra nyfiken. Så nyfiken att han till slut inte kunde hålla sig och drog tag i Fatimas hår mitt i matsalen. Det oväntade hände. En flickas största mardröm. Weave längan ramlar rakt ner på golvet. I sällskap med bandanan hon knytit runt. Fatima fattar händerna runt huvudet och spinger i panik skrikandes NEEEEEEEJ ut ur matsalen och låser in sig på närmaste toalett. Efter Fatima springer hennes trogna vaninna som plockat upp weavet fran golvet. Onskar vi inte alla att vi hade en sa godhjartad vaninna som henne. Val efter dramat ar det bara att satta pa weavet igen och ga till nasta lektion. Jaa Fghal, it's a hard knock life.

Day 39. Are you guys a dance group or somethin?

2009-01-26T14:24:00.000-08:00

Ever since i've got to miami i've been having will smiths song playin in my cabeza over and over. Its has become like a soundtrack of miami, that and the most songs of rickyross..SPEEEEEDDDINN! Me and the hot kvarttet woke up, of course with fatima and her wifey skillz making ous all pannkakor! JAAA jaaa jaaa! JAG GIFTER mig med dig pa direkt fgahl! Sen tog vi oss en tur till the miami mall, Las Ramblas. 1 och halvtimmes komunualt akande. riktigt hood stylah, alla slags people entrar och exitar bussen, jag blir ofta till mig av det hela! Once we arrived to the mall, u enter by the food court. To walk through it you get attacked by the Chicken RAZZiA! From the first restuarant to the very last one, every restuarant you free taste of chicken! oh mon deu!!!!! orange chicken, teriyaki chicken, tandori chicken, beef chicken, chicken empanada,crispy chicken,grilled chicken, CHICKEN PARADISOOO!!!!! jag blir helt till mig!!!!

After di mall, we went home, ate, and got ready to get jiggy with it! Troy had tables so me getting in with out an i.d. wouldnt be a problem, men du hajjar liksom.

"That some BAD BITCHES!" is the first thing we hear 3 old ladies say once we arrived to the club. I knew right there that shit is going to be poppin.

O'boy was i right! We danced into the club, and we danced our way out of the club. In the V.i.p area, we ended right up next to the diddy making the band group, Day 26. Stunna shades and fresh braided braids wats good. Some atlhetes where there too, but they were very on the low low. After gettin sexuellt antastad av vi "trodde" var gay, rosor here and there, och our feet were beggin for mercy we called a night, och do vare dags att borja jobba, aint that right fghal? lol

Day 38. ZzzZZzz

2009-01-26T14:11:00.000-08:00

First day waking up in the MIA. Fghal and Inna only has classes until around 12 so before me and Wasi had even woke up, F was home. We live like 1 minute away from their school so we went down there to see some of it first. Then Fatima brought out the tourist guide in her and took us to South beach. A 20 min ride with the bus and you are located at the spoot where its ooon. The shine of Miami. The beach is soo beautiful, just like taken out of a scene from that Will Smith video...or like I felt, like we was at the set of that Nelly video- Shake your tailfeatha..without all the bootys jumpin around that is. It was a quite windy day in Miami actually. Inna came and joined us and we walked around all the lil exclusive streets by the beach. When we got home F made a yuumyum dinner.
One thing I can't forget to mention is a new habit of Wasimas. She cant seem to tygla sig själv. I mean she can fall asleep at ANY time, and while doing almost ANYthing. Like in the middle of a conversation.

Poor thang, as soon as we get rid of the first jetlag, we go on and get another one.

Day 37. Welcome to Miami...

2009-01-26T13:35:00.000-08:00

After a 2 hour flight from Atlanta we arrived in Miami at 10 am.

On our flight we sat next to this really cute big gay boy (from Atl of course).

We was only 15 but he promised us if we would come to Atlanta we would love the partylife there ( I knoooooooooow we would!) But what I was trying to get to is that numerous people done told us that about 60% of the population over there is gay, "Milk and coooookies".

And we actually noticed that just by being at the Atl airport for hours. I gotta look that up and see if its really true...Anyyyyyyyyyway. We took the bus home to my girls Fatima and Innas apartment in downtown Miami. Their apartment is MAD fly, they never told me it was that nice! Really, its so fresh and with the nice view of the Port of Miami (Rick Ross häääy).

We were all really tired so we just went to the grocery store and then down to their school later on, to cop some wireless internet.

The nights bedtime story was told and demonstrated by Wasima. About the time when Gurra's (miss u sooo much G) cat Tjokkiz went psycho on her and attacker her. Accordin to Wasima, she barely made it out of the house alive. We all got a good laugh.

Muaaw!

Day 36. Buuh Bye Los Lovely Angeles!

2009-01-25T21:00:00.000-08:00

Good morning LA.

Weird weather, no sun but ooh so humid. Both me and Wasima were soo tired. Was no idea to go somewhere since we leavin for Miami later tonight. We packed our bags and luckily we could leave em in a room in the hostel until we went to the airport. We took a lil walk around Hollywood and went to get them 2 dollar smoothies from the russian guy.
Restless restless time. We went back up to the hostel and both feel asleep on that bench they call a couch in their livingroom. Isaak woke us up by calling and came and picked us up to drive us to the airport. Felt a lil sad to know this the last time us three was rollin in the car together.We've had some good times in that car. Listening to Kiss FM, all the typical song tha they ALWAYS be playing. T.I-Whatever you like & Live your life, Lady Gaga- Just Dance Remix, Beyonce- Single ladies and of course Ron Browz- Pop champagne. When we arrived to LAX we have a lil kiss & goodbye with Isaak and checked in our bags. Note; I had to pay fuckin $39 cuz my bag was "oversized". A.n.y.w.a.y.s...Off to Miami we were. Mellanlandning in ATL.
To be continued...

Day 35. Yum Pasta Alfredo.

2009-01-25T19:44:00.000-08:00

The last day before we left. So we wanted to spend the last day at our loving Venice beach. Little did we know that it was gon be hell to get there,. Usually we take two buses to go there and it takes like 40 mins...like that aint enough?!? well yes, this day, when we jumped off the first bus to take the other one, I notice that I aint got no dollas left. So we have to walk by like 3 stations to finally get to civilisation and an ATM. And of course once we got some money the bus didnt decide to come until like 30 more mins. Next time we go to LA, we gon have a car. NO DOUBT.
We bought the notourious Big daddy pizza slice, went by the basketball players and walked down to the beach. After a couple hours Isaak and Olov came and picked us up. And best believe, like ALWAYS when Isaak is pickin us up it ends with us all fighting. Cuz we never agree on a right place to meet up. Go to this street, Noooo that street, Where are you guys?, Why is it takin so long, Just go there, Hurry up. We went and got Pavans Id, for Olov to go and fix Wasimas fake id...Since we aaaaaall know what happened last night..Mhmm... Anyways, Olov be lookin like a preppy boy, but he famous for doin everybodys fake Id's. We luvs u Olov.
Like always was Isaak in a hurry so he dropped us off nearby our home.
Later that night, Isaak came and picked me up for our lil date. Aaaw, he was such a cutiepie.
We went to the fancy the Grove, and ate at a dooope italian restaurant. Mmm, the pasta. Mmm we popped that champagne. It was quite romantic actually, who'd guess that we would ever experience anything romantic together..?
We got our lef overs in doggybags and headed to the beach. Funny thing that fenomenon Doggybag. We've discussed that several times. In the US it's noo shame to take your left overs with u, not even in the fanciest restaurant. It's like an obligation. In Sweden, u'd neeeeeeeever take your food with u (lord knows I've wanted to lots of times). Never never, they'd look at u like u was a bum. Yes, swedes, u all know what Im talking about.
Anyways, we bought a cheap ass champagne from Ralphies and just chilled at the beach nighttime. My feet chilled the most tho, gettin out of them shoes who done fucked up my toes. They looked slaughtered.
Went home and fell asleep right away. Pheew this week has been crazy. Partying 7 days straight. What I gotta say...
"To live and die in LA, it's the place to be, you got to be there to know it"

Day 34 21 questions

2009-01-23T15:44:00.000-08:00

Thank god it's saturday!

Hollywood boulevard is blazing hot, and i really admire those who are dressed out fairytale-action-movie-figures that stroll around highland, making people feel all magical in this heat.

We went to the beach, you already know which beach and what we did over there.

All the swedes favorutie subject this week has been that The swedish super star dj Sebastain Lëger was goin to play at Club Avalon. They were all saving them self by not goin out until Saturday. oskulds-fasoner hit och dit.

This was officialy the last saturday and we wanted to enjoy and explore it to the fullest.

Isaac picked us up before we met up with the rest of the swedish crew. The triple threat wats good! We walked around hollywood wich was PACKED, then we decided to hit up the club/loung VICE, och isaak vet redan vem som fixade hela grejen, aight dawg no need to front!

After we lounged there for a sec, isaac got a call that Avalon was calling.

Outside Avalon, we all were reunited with all the swedish sweethearts! We know that they had missed us! We were all ready to go in, except that josefs female friend, who is 18. had forgoten her fake id,.in L.A? who does that? Anyways so the whole entrance got hold up, and we all got splitted. We ended up in two difrence groups, like i didnt think it would be a problem. But ofcourse The bouncer had his eye on me, and got all suspisious over the i.d.

He was holding it for a long time, checking the lines, inzoomade den som en casio super 6.9 camera, jag visste väll att följfrågan skulle bli:

- Whens your birthday?

Efter att ha snabb blickat på Emma Och Isaac för att dom skulle svara åt mig, så förstod jag att jag var screwed.

- mars the 8th

The bouncer:

- Nopp, that isnt what your i.d says here.

Jag, i ett ivrigt försök att gissa rätt

- ....The third......?

Nu vet jag med all säkerhet att vakten tycker att jag är en jubel idiot och att jag förtjänar en eloge för det.

Isaac och Emma tittar på mig, dom tror knappt på det dom nyss har vittnat.

Isaac säger mitt namn med en lugn röst.. och sen:

- HUR KAN DU FÖRSÖKA KOMMA IN MED ETT FEJK LEG OCH INTE MEMORERA DATUMET?!!!!!!

Sanningen är att, jag fortfarande inte vet vilket datumet är. Men Jag kan lugna mig med att jag åtminstonde tog med mig mitt leg, till skillnad från andra..

Men det tog ju mig ingen vart, ska jag tala om för dig, och inte Emma heller, stackarn!

A True friend is what she is. Jag ber återigen om förlåt emzi!

Anyways, i guess you cant cry over spilled milk, but i gotta give thanks to Isaac for tryin to get that Tweeny, i really do appreciate it.

We Decided to go back home, walking right outside club Vice, the bouncer had remebered ous, so he asked if we wanted to come in again. So we were right back at Vice Again. Ironic isn't?

The only thing that really bugged me was that the Bouncer from Avalon didnt wanna give back the i.d because i still had managed to get in to other clubs, but i guess i should be happy that they didnt kick me out from the country..lol.

Vice was cool, we meet Willy Will, whose a big club promoter in L.A, it was his birthday so V.i.P section ya'll know what it is!

Im actually going to miss this everyday craziness that los angeles know how to bring out.

Day 33. "Jag e kissig"

2009-01-19T21:22:00.000-08:00

Ok, so we decided to do it Pretty woman styla and head to the fancy lil shops along Melrose Ave.
It's only a 10 min bus ride from our beloved Hollywood blvd.
They had sooo many cute stores with the freeeesshest interior design u could imagine. Our favourites was definetely the sugersweet bubblegum dollinterior at Betsey Johnsons',a girl could stay at her store for ever! Every piece is like a sprinkled cupcake. U CANNOT get enough of it.
Another fly place was mos def Crooks & Castles, with the mystical dark and classy interior, we met Becuuuzz, familymember of the founders who worked there, who as soon as we told him we from Sweden yelled out "oooh Caliroots" (Per can I get a amen?!) .
My peeersonal personal favourite was of course the BAPE store. I went Ape babaay!
So fucking freeeesh It made me wanna slap my own momma!!! (naah mami, this is a quote from a movie called Friday, I dont mean it literally). Anyways, they was real hard on the security there so Wasima only snapped one photo up in there. Another cute lil place was the Kid Robot store, aka a grown up childs paradise.
Of course we had to ruin our "fancy girl look" and ask the girl outside Johnny Cupcakes if they sell bottled water. "Uum...no? We're not a real cupcake store u know...?" Ojj nej men jaha, de var inredningen som gick i konditori stil. Lantlollor- YES we are!
Our high heels killed us so we went back to the hotel. Ok ok...hostel.
About 30 mins later, Isaak had experienced morgonstund med guld i mun, meaning just woke up. And he came n picked us up. He was on the lookout for sneakers so we went back to Melrose. Being stressed as he always is, he had to go pick his sis up and left us at the other side of Melrose. The vintage side. MAD fly vintage stores I tell u. Mörkret började falla över oss, and we went to get ourself smoothies. Wasima her notourious Strawberry and I got me a watermelon one. MMMMMMM. Very yummy guy behind the cashier to I might add.
Headed back home. Got into our party mode. And headed to Social. We had met this girl Jenny the other night who put us on the VIP list that night. Club was alright. I met Marcus again that night. Mr model man. Club felt a lil ghetto disco so we decided to switch lanes and go to Les Deux where we knew that Isaak & co were. Like Marcus said, it was white boy night there, so the music was a variation of trallvänlig pop- white old school- and some hip hop because it was the Notorious B,i,g movie release party. We met our comedian dawg Deray who always has a trillion of girls around him. He tried to make us go with him to the ghettoclub next door. Next time Deray. When the club was closin', the swedish maffia went out to the parking where me and Wasi experienced a light feeling of the celebrity life. Or atleast, thats how we felt. We strutted around doin the Naomi Campbell-walk while cameras where flashing.
Afterparty at the saudi arabian prince crib in Marina del Rey. Since it was me, Wasi, Pavan, Sara, Katta, Isaak, Mark and Victor we had to split up in diff cars. Me, Wasi had to sit in the cab and listen to Victors nagging about being kissig. "Victor, du får hålla dig tills vi e framme lilla gubben".
Some chilling at the balcony with a view over the marina. Nice ending to this night.

Day 32. "SKIT i kineserna"

2009-01-19T21:01:00.000-08:00

What we thought was gonna be a day along Melrose Ave, turned out to be at day at Jay Leno's.
Soon as we stepped out the door a guy came up to us and give us tickets, why not liksom?
We found our way to the NBC studios in Burbank, stood in line for quiiiiiiite a while, and höll tummarna that it would be a somewhat fly artist on todays episode. Turned out to be Kevin James , the funny white guy from Hitch and the new movie Mall Cop, Julia roberts pussy ass niece and some band that was on the Twilight soundtrack.
Despite that the security was on top, I was able to take atleast one picture.
In the commerial break, ironically enough, there was three swedish girls who got up on stage and sang Du gaaaamla, du friiiiia, du fjäääällhöga nord... Melendez grabbed the mic from them FAST and was like; "No wonder the suicide rate is so high in Sweden". (Wasima finally got that stated, as long as I've known her she been saying that is a TRUE and proven fact actually).
We headed back home, to Hollywood blvd, got ourself done and headed to Area. We met up with the swedish mob Sara, Pavan, Katta, Isaak and Hoffmaestro. We been hearing alot that Area be POPPIN' and filled with celebs. We only saw Chloë Sevigny stroll by outside this night tho. But Area was cool. Felt like a real girls night out. We are offically in luuuv with Pavan's booty. I'm sure I'll be dreaming about it...

day 31, i gotta stay hood.

2009-01-18T19:34:00.000-08:00

L.A winter day = Swedish Summer day

loves it. Idag gick vi till Venice Beach. The regular routine, fries and overheated mayo, watch ballers play ball, see pablo makin a fool of himself and go to the sand and roll around.

We Linked up with our favorite cutie pie, Miss.Bonab. This girl is a bundle of joy, inkkaaan!

we sat and talked fooooreva until the Isaac came and picked us up. We went and ate that GABBY shawarma that Isaac have been braging about it

" alltså ni kommer älska den, den är så god. Jag vill till gabbys, deras kebab är så god! Nej asså lyssna lyssna, jag ska till Gabbys, jag ska äta kebab. Den är fett god"

Me and emma had allready tried it before and we didnt become the biggest fan of it. Isaac was trippin, sayin that we didnt know shit about food. Jaaajaaa.. vi säger väll så.

Funny thing, ít was Sara's first time so he was like making her getting all excited about eating there, and then he was like waiting for her reaction for the first bite, she was like:

- Isaac, jag gillade den inte så mycket.

Again, isaac started tripping. We ate it all up of course. Thats what we do. eat! Try and tell Isaac that. Later on that day when we picked Isaacs wonderful sister, Ubah, he had conviced her to eat there too. SHE ALSO DIDNT LIKE IT! fett synd isaac! lol

Ubah had to pick Georgia up from her dance class. During waiting for the class to finish, smygde vi in till the crumping class. Its the infamous Tommy The Clown who has the class.

My god, i wish ya'll could've seen this kids, they put me to SHAME. i was truly amazed.

Of course Ubah was goofying around dancing during the class, and i know that Emma was souking it all in. Free lesson heeey!

Le Déux! FINALY! we have been nagging and wanting to go there ever since we arrived to los angeles. The club completed the expectacions! The interior and design is crazy dope, good music flowy people! it's all good!

When we went to get some "fylle-käk", we bumped into DeeRay. That dude is funny as hell..and his homegurl was hella cute, we all went back to his place, wich pretty damn close to ours.

We watched his bootlegged version of The benjamin Button - movie.

DOOOPE movie! Brad is sick!! DeeRay keept pausin all the time and tried to explain the movie to us, like we were mentaly slow or one of the wild'n'out girls. AT the end he didnt know shit what had happend. Lol, i guess that he still buggin that he gotta play a 17-years old boy in a new movie staring that lil cute bow wow.

Good luck with that homes!

Day 30. good looking out!

2009-01-18T17:28:00.000-08:00

The perfectism by stayin around highland Hollywood is that you are like minutes away from everything. Clubs,shopping,restuarants & the people is just around the corner.
We went to the Santa monica beach, the heat was so on.
Then we went to The Grove. SÅ himla fin utomhus shopping center, frank sinatra was playin on the speakers all around and the sun was about to go down.

Later on that Night, Gio had a table at Coco De ville, so he invited us over.
We wanted to go to Kress, but we have heard that Coco is the place to be, so we couldn't say no to Gio.
Arriving To the Club, We end up right in the storm of paparazzi, im like what the hell,who the hell is starting this kaos. Kim Kardashian of course.
She was there with that douche bag Brandon Davis, (ya'll know Paris hiltons ex), and the prettylucious mamita Adrienne from 3lw and Disneys' CheetahGirls. She keept looking at us, i don't know in a good or a bad way. Kim is a beauty in real life too.
Apprently Kim's sister, cant remeber her name from the Tv show, had her B-day at Cocos, so the party was on. Jaz was there to with the Arabian Prince. To the luck of sugar-queens that we are, the were handing out SockerVadd. Blåååa också! Mmm yum!

day 29. HiGHFiVE BUDDY!

2009-01-17T18:25:00.000-08:00

After we fell asleep on the couch under "next friday" at Tysons, (where tysons keept jockin all the lines) we all woke up alll snuuuggie and happy with the sunshine shinin' thruu the balcony.

My god, L.A weather - i'll be damned if i dont use and abuse it as much as i can. Heard ya'll people in sweden is sufferin from a brainfreeze because of the freeze. fett synd

Tysons had some errence to do, so Me and Emz went to our once-beloved-down town and got our self breakfast. Then we went Haaalllllyyywuuuuud waaas guuuuud.

Hollywood är najs. With a Jamba-strawberry wild & Mango caribiana smoothie we went on vintage shoppin ( but we recomend melrose if you want the real vintage deal).

After walking and loving Hollywood, we decided to move there. Perfect since we only have 1 week left in lost angels and we wanna enjoy it to the fullest. you dig

We just needed to get our stuff en la Casa de Tysons. We knocked on the dorr, no one opens.

We wait. He may not be done with his bizznezz, so let's not stress the man. We wait, we knock again since he told that he was goin to be at home before 4. And the time wast around 8. We knock again. Nu har vi gått up och ner alla 7 våningar, letat efter tak-poolen, tittat på en basket match, konvorserat,bus-knackat och stirrat ner alla tysons grannar. 2 timmar går, vi bestämmer för oss att skicka ett sms.

"is you goin to be home anytime soon?"

2 minuter efter.

"im home."

Ehh neeeeeej det är du fan inte. För vi har stått och hökat som två hökar utanför din dörr och vi har ej sett skymten av dig. Vi tänker nu - han kanske menar att han snart är hemma, kanske parkerar bilen eller nåt. Jaha. Men vi knackar på Igen.

Tror du att nån öppnar?

ding ding ding ding - svar nej.

Vi väntar och hoppas på att vår teori stämmer.

Tror du att det gör det?

dong dong dong dong - svar nej.

We give it 20 minutes wait. Then we send a text message.

"open the dorr?"

Tror du att han öppnar dörren?

KLART som faaaan att han öppnar dörren. Försöker du säga till mig att vi stått och väntat utanför din dörr i totala 3 timmar, och du har vart HEMMA HELA TIDEN?!?!?!
KLART som fan att det är det han menar. Det är ej okej, nej nej nej.

Han hade haft hörlurar på, så han hörde inget. stackarn..

jag blir förbannad.

Ty' ville att vi skulle stanna - but sorry no can do, we on the road people ´but we appreciate the love.

After bye byes and hugs, we went by the basketball court, and we chilled with the ballers before we left Orsini for good. Härlig salig blanding av upcoming artists and actors. Shit this is L.A.

Gettin our new casa, we had to get dolled' up faast. Tod had invited us to the beautiful Villa Lounge. Since he was holding the club that night drinks was on the house. Som inte betyder nåt för 5 öre, i dont drink and i havent seen Emma sippin on the sizzurp for a whilee now..

Tod was happy and so was everybody else at Villa. Music Was on point.

Gio was there, And he was loving it, i could by the way he keept jumping up and down of excitment whenever his joint came up. Haha

Good times fa'sho, hotdog was hot.

Emma breaks down outside ty's

Tupac- California Love

2009-01-14T10:53:00.000-08:00

Day 28 "i dont have a boyfriendo"

2009-01-13T20:19:00.000-08:00

We woke up at Hassans house this morning and decided to go to Venice beach by bus. The notourious searching for coins starts. But Thank you so much mr.Bus, what would we have done without u?

Venice was poppin like always. But when things seems to good to be true of course something happens. I had on my lil green shorts (to match my watch n aaall) but all of a sudden after been sitting down I get this huuuuuuuge grease stain on my ass. Of course looking like I peed myself. So quickly we ran into the t-shirt store n bought me a Los angeles Lakers shirt, that got to experience my creativity while cuttin it with a scissor so that it looks just a liil more fly. U know me;)

Wasima didnt get to see her lil basketballer this day though, I know she prolly dreamin away in lalaland right now thinking of playing "ball" with him hahha Sorry sweetheart I had to write it.

While waiting like an hour for the bus this drink lil german guy came up to us. He talked to us the whooole time we waited and the whooole time we were on the bus. Usually we dust, the random people that comes up talkin about nothing, off our shoulders. But this guy was like a stickin gum under a shoe. We had a good time though, fooled him that we knew german,korean, french and that we are in LA to write a book. We promised him to definetely leave a spot about him with a photo (see further down)

Later Isaak came and picked us up, all fancied up, and we went to get Olov and Erik, to later hit the Cheesecake factory. The sweetest lil restaurant u can imagine right by the Marina.

Around midnight Isaak took us to the place we were stayin this night. At Tysons in downtown LA.

Still cant forget about my sun dried tomatoes pasta from Cheesecake factory.

Mmmm Magical night.

day 27, "is pablo playing airball?"

2009-01-13T10:24:00.000-08:00

Culver City, Good morning. Venice Beach, whats good?

Woke up. The guys had to go to Mathias to help him move in to the new apartment, so me and Emma went to Ralphi'es (where they only employ gay people, isaak should holla) & bought some breakfast. I already had my usual rebull & dounts but some cereals and cheese wouldnt be wrong. Lovley day for the beach, So we hit road to the Weed Beach.

Venice so crazy & harmonic. The sun was shining and the ballers was ballin. Allt är i sin order.

We meet Pablo there, he keept insisting That Emma should bring out her old ball-skillz to the court and show a good game. But miss thang hade bara lilla kläningen på sig. Nästa gång då ska hon allt visa dem minsan..

Pablo keept tryin to recruit some new team players to the game, but the team players should instead recruit someone new to replace pablos sorry ass. Pablo, if you only once could touch the ball..and um.. once you do, pass it illa kvickt to another teamplayer.

Men Eloge ska han ha. Väldigt aktuella vänner hade han iallafall.

Makes me wanna re-consider my short stay here in Los angeles.

Day 26. For the love of strawberry and banana.

2009-01-11T20:00:00.000-08:00

We checked out from the hostel, tired like always. We are movin in at Hassans casa for a couple of days. So buh bye to Venice Beach Cotel (is it called that cuz they're not qualified to call theirselves hostel?). Im startin to get mu hustle on when it comes to taxi drivers. EVERY SINGLE taxi driver we went with has started off as a real nice guy but ended up growin out devilshorns yelling at us for tip. Todays cabdriver was Ethiopian, I fooled him my grandmother was habesha so he was nice at first- but of course them horns came out jäävligt snabbt.

"Dis de rrrongg weey, diis de rooong weey! Now yo peey mee twenntiifaaaive!"

While arriving this beautiful day in Culvercity we just chilled at Hassans front porch. This big ass Green mile lookin guy came by to give our neighbour Kevin his tag book, every hoodrat in the area had made their "tags" in it. Of course I had to make my tag up in there so they bettz not forget about miss Emma Nicole. Let me tell you my tag brung all the boys to the yard. Well kinda...

Me and luuv duuv Wasi took like 3 walks around our hood this day. All restless. Ended up at Jack in the box, where Wasi had her notourious Strawberry/Banana smoothie. Let me tell yall about this girls crave for smoothies every day...I waant a smoothie, wher can I get a smoothie. And when she finally gets it she always gets these epilepsi anfall lookin brainfreezers that goes all the way down to her nose. Always. Guess them smoothies is a bittersweet feeling for her.