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

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...

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?

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

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.