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Normally when I’m sad, I comfort-eat, a lot. I can eat 2-3 pizzas, pies and Ice cream with out a problem, (that’s probably why I’ve gained a lot of weight lately) to make a change, I decided to take a powerwalk instead a few days ago when I wrote about my anxiety. It helped. However, my friend Anxiety is back, I don’t feel like walking, there’re plenty of lightings and thunder outside. I’ve already eaten plenty even though I’m not hungry yeah, that’s pretty much it.

What do you do when you get anxiety? Or am I the only person in the world who gets it?

I’m leaving tomorrow. Home to?

I just need to make something clear, in my last post I wrote something in style with I don’t know where I belong. What I meant was among my friends. With my self, I do know where I belong!

All over the world

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Today, I did something fun. Well, most of my days are fun, but I did something ordinary.

Since I will be leaving Barcelona toooo soon, I bought a postcard, and addressed it to my self  I will probably receive it a week after I get home,and the text said something in style with:

Dear future me,
At the moment, you’re as happy as you’ve ever been.
You just enjoyed the greatest mascarpone-pie you’ve ever tasted.
You’ve been laughing with Jenny for hours (Yeah, by the way you
weird Swedish girl, thank you for the lubricant!)
eating Manchego.
Stop worrying so much, dwell and anxiety won’t get you anywhere.
Remember; Disfruta la vida. I love you. Yours truly, M .

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For those of you who don’t see it, I’m a scarecrow!

I’ve had a great weekend with a friend, Jenny, a sugar sweet Swedish girl who can’t do anything else than to make you happy. P7240886

Anxiety, such a tremendous word that has to big influence in most peoples life today.

Today, and the least couple of days, it has been attacking me as well. Anxiety over leaving Barcelona, leaving my new life, leaving what I have created for my self her. Anxiety over what happened I Norway and it makes me think of what it would feel like if it happened to  my family, and also, it makes me think of all the loved ones who I miss more than words can describe.

Soon, I’ll start working again, 89 hours in 8 days, no, I’m not kidding, that’s anxiety as well. To  go back to where I use to feel so sad and so bad about my self. I don’t want to. However, I’ve 6 evenings left here in the wonderful city of Barcelona, and I will enjoy every single one of them.

 

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Me and the uncontrollable cute Jenny!

Dear Mr. Starbucks.

I miss you so much. I know it has only been 24 hours since the last time we met. Still, I can not be with out you, do you want to see me again? Soon? How about tonight at Placa Catalunya?  The usual place and I will bring our favorite book. Please. I miss you. Love M

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Anything that you need
I’m here for ya
Where ever I need to be
I’m there for ya
Unconditional even if it ain’t cool
I’m there when you need me
You need a shoulder to cry on?
It’s here for ya
Need a friend to rely on
I’m there for ya
Unconditional
I know you know you’re my buddy
And you my bestest friend

Today I realized that I’ll be leaving Barcelona soon. The time has passed by with out me noticing. A bit tired from a great night in BCN-by night, I’ll go down to the pool, however, later on, I’ll give you further update about the life, work and pain here in Barcelona.

 

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My sister was here to visit me, for a day! Or barley a day, only during 12 hours. Yes, short. But we enjoyed each others company and she joined me at my work. A perfect 12-hours visit. Good food, talks, laughs, etc..

 

We took some nice pictures in the pool as well.

I have some world-changing news, just put out for another hour or two and I’ll give it to you.

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My family have spent the weekend in Barcelona and boy did we have fun. As the youngest, I get to be 10 again when I am with dad. Though I’ve not lived with him since I was 15, he gets all super protective with me. Drink more water! You have to take more sun lotion!  Have you gone to the bathroom? You get the picture!

On Friday, we started out with some sightseen, we started with Placa Espanya, and continued down on Paral-lel , we stopped on a few bars, drinking Sangria, beer and talking childhood memories. Further on we ate on a surprisingly good restaurant, I thought it would be a tourist-trap, but it turned out  to be really cheap and worth every dime! We shared 12-15 tapas, a bottle of white wine and 2 desserts the bill came back at 45 Euros,  and since the food was really good, I would definitely call it worth-every-dime! (Ask for the direction and I will explain it to you)

On Saturday, we went to the beach. (I am not quite sure wheatear I couldn’t stop starring at those beautiful guys because they were Soccaristas (Lifeguard, like in Baywatch, the Spanish word is much nice though, Soccarista) or if it was because they actually were beautiful. I believe that what they do makes them want step higher (or lower) on the cravings-list. And right now, my cravings are for los soccaristos that work on Barceloneta!) After playing in the big-to-be-Barcelona-but-small-for-a-surfer waves, we drank beer. A lot of beer, and before I knew it, I felt a bit dizzy. As the afternoon approached I went home and ate some Ice cream before we explored the beautiful areas around Gothic and Born. This day, we didn’t´t  find as good food as on the day before (much more expensive, anyhow, 15 euro for a bottle of cava is still really inexpensive if you compare to e.g. Scandinavia where it’s crazy expensive to both eat and drink!).

We continued to a bar called Milk, who had the best drinks and cocktails I’ve tasted in a long time! (I also found out that they serve brunch. I tasted their Crêpe as well, it tasted like Swedish pancakes and you got plenty of nutella, so why complain?) As a most-do in Barcelona, I had to show them the way-to touristic Las Ramblas, where they couldn’t control them selves and ended up buying 1 L sangria. (Okay, I might have helped them a bit)

And today? Well, we started at the beach. Continued with a beautiful park and after lunch, beer and some coffee, we walked for several hours around Gracia, Sagrada Familia and the Gaudi houses. Beautiful. I like it up there! Once again, after hours of walking, we found our selves a really nice restaurant. Price worthy and good food. What more can you ask for? O well, maybe a better view, but you can’t have it all!

Now, my family and I, or rather Me and my Dad sounds like alcoholics. However, that’s not the case. But, when you are on vacation, (alright, I live here, but lets call it vacation) you deserve some extra enjoyment! And since I got a lovely comment on wheatear I am aloud to drink or not I can tell you; Yes, I am allowed to drink.

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I was crazy in love around this time. WE were crazy in love. It was insane, over the summer, we had gone from Swimmer-Coach relation to the happiest couple ever who now; was going to Barcelona. I loved Barcelona and Football, he loved football and me so everything was perfect. We arrived, stayed at a new built hotel close to Muntjuic and the beautiful Placa Espanya. I gave tourist tours (I new the city well already back then) we made love, we drank wine, we talked, we walked, we ate amazing food, we went to a football game at Camp Nou. We practically did everything you could do crazy in love and on a weekend in Barcelona. We even had fun in the sea.. 

Barcelona is the perfect city, no matter if you’re a couple, lovers, friends or if you travel alone. BCN offers everything. Shopping, Beaches, Food, Wine, Cava, Sports, Parks, Museums, Culture, Art, everything you ever could wish for!

Since I know my beloved* ex-boyfriend never will read this, I’ll take my freedom and post some pictures from our, actually GREAT romantic-weekend in Barcelona.

*Beloved might be a bit overrated since he hasn’t spoken to me since I broke up with him. However, even though I was the one to break up I still love loved him and his a huge part of my life, therefore, I think it’s only fair to refer to him as; Beloved ex. 

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Just finished a fantastic lunch (cooked by me!) after a morning working by the pool.

In an hour or two I will go for my regular afternoon coffee at Starbucks, just to recover and enjoy life. To night I’ll probably spend 3-4 Hours working and I guess I will also find the time too tell you more about my trip to Barcelona in August 2009.

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(The photo is from a few weeks ago)