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(( B A S i C S ))
Real Name::	Rowena Elizabeth Sohlén
Nickname::	Lizzie, Iwe, Rowe
Single or Taken::	Single
Zodiac Sign::	Aquarius
Male or Female::	Female
Elementary School::	Kyrkbyskolan
Junior High School::	Orsaskolan
High School::	Hagagymnasiet
Eye Color::	Bluegreen
Hair Color::	Brown
Long or Short::	Mid
Favorite Color::	Neon pink
Favorite TV Show::	The mighty boosh
Tan or Pale::	Pale
Are You A Health Freak::	No
Height::	1.59 cm
Have A Crush On Someone::	No
Do You Like Yourself::	Yes
Piercings::	No
Tattoos::	No
Righty or Lefty::	Righty
(( F i R S T S ))
Surgery::	Never had
Piercing::	Ears
Best Friends::	Olivia, Johanna, Emma, Frida, Anna
Award::	I don't remember
Sport You Joined::	Cheerleading xDD
Pet:	A mouse
Vacation::	Denmark
Broken Bone::	Never broke a bone
Crush::	Mr.Tall xD
(( C U R R E N T L Y ))
Eating::	Nothing
Drinking::	Coke
Thinkning About::	London
About To..::	Go to sleep
Listening To::	Hannah Montana xDDDD
Crushing On::	Noone
Waiting For::	Tuesday
Wearing::	A t-shirt and panties
Mad At::	Mr.Tall
(( L A S T S ))
Book You Read::	Låt den rätte komma in
Movie You Watched::	I don't remember
Roadtrip::	Never gone on a roadtrip
Person You Talked To::	My mom
Person You Were Mad At::	Emma
Person You IMed::	No one
Person You Hugged::	My mom xD
Person You Kissed::	Never been kissed
Person You Yelled At::	Don't remember
Game You Watched::	Dunno.
(( T H E O P P O S i T E S E X ))
Country Boy or Pretty Boy::	Country boy
Lips or Eyes::	Eyes
Hugs or Kisses::	Kisses
Shorter or Taller::	Taller
Romantic or Spontaneous::	Spontaneous
Nice Stomach or Nice Arms::	Arms
Brown Hair or Blonde Hair::	Brown
Long Hair or Short Hair::	Depends on the guy
Sensitive or Loud::	Loud
Hook-Up or Relationship::	Relationship
Trouble-Maker or Hesitant::	Somwhere between xD
(( H A V E Y O U E V E R ))
Kissed a Stranger::	No
Drank Bubbles::	Yes
Lost Your Glasses/Contacts::	Yes
Sang In Public::	Yes
Danced In Public::	Yes
Wanted to Die::	Yes
Snuck Out::	Yes
Been Grounded::	No
Been In a Fight::	Yes
Told Someone You Loved Them::	Yes
Been Out of State::	Yes
Done Drugs::	Yes
Wanted to Hurt Someone::	Yes
Lied To Your Family::	Yes
Made Pizza::	Yes
Had a Birthday Party::	Yes
Laughed Until You Peed On Yourself::	A little xDDD
Believe In Love::	Yes
Been Skinny Dipping::	Yes
Been To Europe::	Yes
Ran Away From Home::	Yes
Broken Any Bones::	No
Broken Someone's Heart::	Yes, probably
Been Arrested::	No
Turned Someone Down::	Maybe
Cried When Someone Died::	Yes
Like A Friend::	Yes
(( D O Y O U B E L i E V E i N ))
Yourself::	Yes
Miracles::	A little
Love At First Sight::	Sort of
Heaven::	Nah
Santa Clause::	No
Sex On the First Date::	Yes
Kissing On the First Date::	Yes
Angels::	Nah
(( A N S W E R T R U T H F U L L Y ))
Is There Someone You Want to Be With Right Now::	Yes
Are You Happy With Your Life::	Not really
Ever Had More Than One Boyfriend/Girlfriend At A Time::	No
Do You Believe In God::	No
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Yesterday I started to ponder wheter I should count this as a blog or not.

You know, I'm not really a blog person.. My life isn't interesting shit. Only shit, to be all honest. I'm much too lazy and boring.

Why the fuck are there blank spaces between the lines here? I hate it. Annoys me like heck. But hey, maybe I should start to write here. Although the name "CarlsNostril" doesn't feel serious. Am I serious? No. So maybe it fits me.

At school. Oh. Sometimes I just love being swedish and have stupid classmates, 'cause then there's no chance that they see what I write. Hehehe, if I just had a swedish blog thingy it'd be completely impossible to write anything at school. Blach.

Right, there's like an hour until our lesson ends and I babble and babble and babble. Like always. Just because there's no meaning. I love babbling, with Olivia... or something. Oh right. I have maths test today. Wish me luck... D:

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Current Location: school
Current Mood: distressed

Howdy!
I just came home from school. I can't describe how damn stressed I am right now.
In less than an hour, I need to head back to school.. For a school disco. That will go on for four hours.
I hate my life, and I hate that my class arranges the disco.
I don't want to. Why can't anybody understand that it's NOT fun!? It's boring, boring, BORING, BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!! And stupid like hell. Shit.
I need to make 5 bags with popcorn too.
They're all wankers.

Tags: i hate my lifeeeee
Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: Morning after midnight - Adam Green

Ok, I AM going to be more serious here. But it's so hard not too tell you about my exciting days!
But I really need to talk with more english speaking people, cause my english needs to be better..
I tried to be serious on Myspace, but it didn't work. I hate Myspace, and Myspace hates me.
I want to be English, ah-a-a-ah. I want to be English, ah-a-a-a-ah. I hate being Swedish, uh-u-u-u-h.

Current Mood: tired

"He is very nice and well-tasting"

I am a sausage.
Daddy would you like some sausages!!!!!111
I am not Adam Green.
Surprised?
I know that Morrissey still is in love with Johnny,
I just know it.

X

Current Mood: sick

Hello everyone out there!
I had a very exciting day today!
I was going to Lidl to buy some milk. On my way to Lidl, I met Morrissey!
"Hello", I said, "How are you?"
"Not good at all, you fucking dickhead" he answered me.
I suspected that he was angry.
"Why not?" I said, and tried to sound calm and pleasant.
"Mike forced me to run down a big main street...with no clothes on."
"Oh.. that was not nice! You mean that you were nude? He's such a bad boy!" I said and laughed.
Morrissey didn't seem to think that it was funny.
"But.. how could he force you to do that? You must have a big secret.. And he knows about it? Huh?"
"Well.. I can tell you about it.. But you must promise that you can keep a secret."
"Of course i can! Who do you think I am?"
"Well.. I don't know. But. You know. Johnny."
"Yes?"
"Ah.. I'm.. Ah.. I have to maintain my image.. you know.. no girl(boy)friends.. no sex.. Ah, all that kind of stuff. Nothing."
"And you mean that you and Johnny had sex and Mike saw it?!?!" I was very curious right now.
"Hm.. okay.. It's better I'll just say it. Yes. We had. And Mike saw it."
"OH MY GOD!!!! Was it embarrassing?"
"What the hell do you think? And everyone saw me running down that fucking street! I don't know what to do. It's
just too embarrassing. I'm gonna commit suicide."
"No, no! I know what to do! Let's buy some milk!"
"That was a good idea! But i don't know.. Milk is expensive. Everything was better 20 years ago."
"I can pay for the milk."
"Well, okay then. Nothing's better than milk when you want to commit suicide."
"Of course not. Would you like to marry me?"
"Of course i will! I was just going to ask you that."
"Oh, you're so sweet."
"You too! But not Mike, huh?"
"No way. He's a bad, bad, boy." And i laughed at it again.
Morrissey still didn't seem to think it was funny.
Then we got married.

Wasn't that a nice day? I'm so imaginative. I know I'm not so good at english, I'm sure it is a lot of spelling mistakes,
but I'm still the best one in the world.
Elisabet.

HELLO EVERYONE OUT THERE! I had a dream tonight. About Morrissey. I can't remember exactly what he did, but it was strange. Oh dear, but that don't surprise me, i AM strange. I hate all my friends right now. Or, i like two of them. Josefine and Frida. And my sister. Oh dear. I'll be back soon. xxx