Exhausted...

It's 5 a' clock in the evening and I feel totally exhausted. It might be good though, because I have to work tomorrow and I usually have a really hard time falling asleep @ night.

A friend of mine stopped by the apartment this morning and I woke up looking like a mess, with my hair like an hedgehog. She was laughing, asking me if I had a tough night yesterday. And yes, I sure had... but not the way she thought. I was'nt out clubing or something, I was actially in a studio in North hollywood singing until five in the morning. It was so much fun, but I was really nervous when I first got there and when he told me to sing his songs. He decided to by some alcohol in the liquorstore, to make me less nervous. It sure worked, but I ended up drinking half the bottle instead of a few eats of it... At least I felt like singing afterwards.

Time must have wings, because it's flying away so fast. I have almost been in LA for three months now and I've just got a great job in a men's chlotingstore in Melrose, Indicent. So #%*^#% bad timeing with the job...


Tylie Malibu













Here is some pictures that I did for Tylie Malibu. They gonna use it for their catalouge and also for their webpage. Check it out: www.tyliemalibu.com They have some great handbags and boots, but they have'nt put it up on their webpage yet. But they hopefully will soon.






















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Dont know what's going on...

So many wierd stuff have happened lately. I dont even know where to start.

Was taking a car-trip with Shay this friday, and we where going all over to do some errands for him. I think I'd better take this one in Swedish...anyway...

Jag gjorde ett modelljobb for ungefar tva veckor sedan och fick en check pa 100 dollar. Jag ar ju bara har som turist, sa jag har ingen anvandning av en check men jag sa ingenting utan tog den bara. Senare pratade jag med Shay, som har ett bankkonto har och han sa att han kunde hjalpa mig att casha den och jag sa inte sa mkt om saken utan litade bara pa att han hade ratt.

Under fredagen stannade vi next to bank of america och han foljde med mig in. Nar vi kom in sa lamnade han bara av mig i kon och sa at mig att vanta dar och losa ut den, medan han gick ut och ringde nagra telefonsamtal. Jag har ju ingen aning om hur det gar till nar man cashar en check, men jag stallde mig i kon och vantade pa min tur. Nar jag kom fram till disken sa gav jag dem checken och mitt id. Jag overdriver inte nar jag sager att jag stod och vantade i minst 30 minuter utan att nagonting hande. Shay borjade bli stressad for han hade namnligen en lunch-dejt med en tjej nagra kvarter bort. Tillslut sa han at mig att ta tillbaka checken och min identifikation och ga darifran sa att han skulle hinna till sin dejt. Jag bad om att fa checken tillbaka ett flertal ganger, men det var fortfarande ingen som hjalpte mig. Shay var sa stressad att han bestamde sig for att aka i forvag och han sa at mig att jag kunde ga dit.

Plotsligt kommer tva poliser in i byggnaden och jag blir helt nervos. Poliserna kommer fram till mig och ber mig ga at sidan sa de kan prata med mig. Det enda som snurrar runt i mitt huvud i den stunden ar "shit, nu ligger jag riktigt illa till, vad fan ska jag saga..." De borjar prata och forklarar att det inte ar jag som ar i knipa, utan min van Shay. De staller massa konstiga fragor och sager att han ar en brottsling som tjanar pengar pa att lura folk. De sa att han bara utnyttjar mig och att jag borde bryta alla band med honom for mitt eget basta. Jag undrar ju saklart fortfarande vad han har gjort for fel, sa jag forsoker lite forsiktigt att fraga dem. De berattar att han cashat falska checkar och att han har stulit en stor summa pengar av banken. Da slar tanken mig "aha, checken som jag fatt maste ha varit falsk". Sedan fragar de mig, "- varfor cashar du en check at din van for?" Jag blir bara annu mer forvirrad och berattar att checken som jag fatt inte ar Shays vans utan min. De skakar pa huvudet och undrar hur jag kanner killen som har sitt namn pa checken. Jag forklarar att jag inte kanner honom utan att jag gjorde en platning och fick den utav fotografen. Namnet pa checken var klientens som bokade platningen. Plotsligt borjar de fraga ut mig, vad jag gor i USA osv. Men de var riktigt snalla och sa att jag var ung och inte var i fara. Jag pustar ut...

De fortsatter dock att stalla fragor om Shay och ber mig ringa honom och fraga om han kan hamta upp mig. Jag tar nervost telefonen och ringer, jag vill ju inte att han ska hamna i knipa...Han har varit hur snall som hellst mot mig enda sedan jag kom hit. Han svarar, men ber mig att ga till caf'et som de sitter pa. Poliserna ser pa varandra och ler och fragar mig, "-varfor tror du att han ar radd for att komma hit och ber dig att i stallet ga tva block, om han inte gjort ngt fel?" Men jag forklarar att han ar pa en dejt och att det ar anledningen till att han vill att jag ska ga."- Han har en dyr bil, ha?" sager de och skrattar lite. "Jaaaa...javligt dyr tanker jag, men sager ingenting." De later mig ga, men ber mig att inte saga ngt till Shay om det hela.

Nar jag kommer fram till caf'et sa drar jag Shay och sidan och fragar "-What the hell is going on? The police is after you, what have you done?" Han ser chockad ut och fragar mig vart poliserna haller hus. Han ber mig och hans dejt att vanta pa caf'et medans han beger sig till banken for att reda ut det hela. Men han kommer inte tillbaka...Vi forsoker ringa, inget svar. Da ser vi hans van aka forbi oss i rikting mot banken. Vi pratar med honom i stallet och han sager att vi ska vara lugna och bege oss hemat. Vi gar for att hamta hennes bil, som star en bit i fran Shays bil. Nar vi tittar dit sa ser vi Shays van i handklovar med tre polisman omkring sig. " herreguuuud....tanker jag." Vi beger oss hemat, men far ingen info om vad som hander. Plotsligt stormar Shays syster in och borjar packa alla Shays saker och sager till mig att lamna lagenheten. I panik borjar jag packa mina saker. Jag far kontakt med Shays van och han sager att jag kan lunga ned mig, stanna i lagenheten och packa upp mina saker igen. Efter ett tag far vi reda pa att de har placerat Shay i fangelse och anledningen till att han ar dar ar for att han har spelat bort en stor summa pengar i Vegas, men inte betalat hela summan. Eftersom det var fredag sa var de tvugna att halla honom inne over helgen och vanta pa att han kan fa bli ut-billad och domd i ratten. Han ar fortfarande i fangelse, och kommer antagligen att vara dar tills pa tisdag om inte langre. Jag har inte ens pratat med honom personligen sedan dess, men bor fortfarande i lagenheten. Yttligare ett problem ar att jag inte vet om han betalat hyra for den har manaden..men jag hoppas att han har gjort det.

Pa fredagskvallen var jag helt uppspelt och hade tidigare under dagen lovat att ga ut med tva Svenska tjejer som bor i New Port. Rebecka och Petra heter dem, hur gulliga som hellst. Jag skulle formodligen bara bli mer tokig av att stanna hemma sjalv sa jag bestamde mig for att ta en runda pa stan...oh, I can start whriting in english again. So, the girls got to my apartment for a glas of wine. Time got really late, but we took a cab to Skybar where we meet some really nice guys. Many of the people I've meet when I am out are bragging over how good they are or wich celebritys they know and all that stuff. (Probobly to inpress) Wich does'nt work on me.. at all!! But one of the guys that we were hanging out with was actially a Prince...and I thought that was pretty cool, it's not everyday your'e out having a drink with a Prince..haha, anyway...We stayed there for a bit and decided to go with the guys to another place named Spiderclub or something. There were a lot of wierd people in that place. In despite to everything that happened, the day ended up ok.

Friday night @ Skybar, on our way to

Spriderclub + 7-eleven

The girls slept in my apartment, wich was good because it helped me to stay calm and dont think so much about everything that have happened. We had a good day with spa and gym. The time ran by so quick, and we decided to start all over again and take a secound round out, since they are not in town very often.

Jakob, one of my friends came over and joined us for a drink in the apartment. We took a cab to Area, wich was really good club. I've never been there before. It atleast was that good until I realized that I've lost my wallet with all my cash-money in it. So stupid to have all the cash inside the wallet when you are out. I usually dont have it all with me, but when I packed my stuff the other day I placed the money there. How stuuuuupid can I possible be?! But I was lucky that the only thing I had in my wallet was the cash, all my cards were still safe...puuh..but still...800 dollars, wich was aaallll my cash-money. But I did'nt freak out, I mean...I can't do anything about it, except for looking for it and talk to the people in the place. I just thought, "It was probobly meant to happen, it can not get any worse." So...I keept on partying. Easter and everything!

We went to Paris Hiltons house for a afterparty, and it was so many people inside. She had a cute house and a nice garden. She had huge portraits of her self inside the house and she playes her own song over and over...a bit self-righteous? But it was a really cool party and I had a terrific time. Me and Becca were dancing around a pole inside, must have been for hours. Look @ the cool star-glasses I found in Paris house..haha..sooo ugly! Anyway...thats a part of my crazy weekend. Now I am just waiting for something else to happen.

Lots of Love!
xoxoxo/S

Feeling wierd...

Sitting on the kitchenbench right now...no actially in the sofa. But I was just sitting there though... and I am feeling very wierd. Shay gave me something he call "sleepingpills", but I really dont feel like sleeping after taking it. It just feels like my brain is thinking by it self, and it is a pretty scary feeling. Shay think I talk to much, so I guess he is trying a new metod to put me into sleep. It does'nt work. He just told me that I have to go up at 8 'a clock tomorrow morning. He can go fuck himself...

It was pretty boring weather today, but I had a good day though. Started the day at the gym and I had a few meetings who hopefully went well...it atleast felt so.

Here is some pictures of the apartment that I am staying in. It's a nice area. I have to go brush my teeth and at least try to get some sleep, since I have to get up early tomorrow. It did'nt work out so good yesterday. I did'nt do anything but I still did'nt fell asleep before 6 in the morning. Insane! If I am lucky thoose sleepingpills I've got from Shay will have a better effect on me soon and start working.

Lots of Love!

Xoxo/S

First contribution

I was actially starting a blog for a few months ago, but it did'nt work out so good so I thought like "what the hell, I'll give it another try."





















I am in West hollywood, LA right now and I really love it. I found it very,very hard in the begining because everything is so spread out. It's not like New York, where you can get around without a car and stuff like that. And ofcourse it makes it harder if you are traveling somewhere by yourself. But once you get a hang of it you'll love it! The immigration government is just giving me such an headache, it is so f#*!%ing hard to get papers fixed and everything. I really want to stay longer, three months is a way to short period to accomplish something over here.

I've been having a lot of fun though. I was in Las Vegas the second week I came here. I was there during the magic week and worked with Nicky Hiltons new chloting collection. And she is actially surprisenly nice and down to earth. The reason that I was a littlebit surprised is that I have been learning alot about people. I've meet a lot of nice people over here and made some really good friends to, so no offence... But it is aloooot of bullshit and false people in the US. So different from europeans, even if there is some crapy people in Europe to. Everybody you meet is a producer, a model or an actress, and everybody have a fabolous life. There is nothing wrong with that ofcourse, but it's just sooo much bullshit and that is one thing you easily get fed up with. It is all about success and being famous and rich. It is so many "unreal" people here if I can say so. I almost feel a bit ashame to tell people that one of the reasons that I came here was to try out acting. I mean...sure, almost everybody you meet is nice but they always have a backthought for being nice, they are not nice just to be nice. It kind of gives me a flashback from a part of stureplan.

Kristian and Daniel came to LA the other week. It was so much fun to see them again, the last time I saw them was when I was in New York a few months ago. They went back to New York today though. Oh, at least Daniel, Kristian went to Japan...but anyway..haha I have such a hard time getting to the point when I'm whriting. They took me to such a funny show the other night on Sunset blvd, Keyclub or something was the name of the place I guess. There was like a comedianrockshow. The guys who sang were really good, and the music they played gave me so many flashbacks. The show were inspired


by the 80's so they had that kind of outfits. Tight pink pants, fluffy hair and they made such a funny show mixed with really good music. Yeye, enough of that. ..


Shit time is almost 2 am here...the last time a looked at the watch it was 11...hmm what have I've been doing all this time.

Have to get some sleep, have a meeting tomorrow morning, ish ish...and I'll promise to update my blog more often this time and keep it alive. Miiissss, miss miss all my swedish cuties, I'll be back in a month again. Not that I'm looking forward to though but if there is something that I really miss it's you guys!!!









Lots of Love!!!
xoxoxoxo/S