Pjækkedag, platte tømmermænd og pandekager..

Ja, så er jeg tilbage.. Og sikken en fest jeg har haft nu i forgårs.. 2/3 flaske vodka, 2 gange ude og brække mig og numre fra 2 fyre: Hassan & Mohammed.. Og hvordan synes jeg så selv det går? Ikk så godt. Specielt fordi jeg igår måtte bøde for min opførsel med en ulidelig hovedpine (=tømmermænd), men heldigvis ikke så slemt som det kunne have været..

Jeg blev hjemme fra skole idag.. Jeg havde stadig en smule kvalme og var ikke helt nok udhvilet, så jeg tog en dag hjemme.. Det endte ud i at jeg fik lavet nogle få lektier, farvet øjenbryn og bagt pandekager, og så fik jeg da også lige at vide, at jeg var verdens sødeste søster (pga pandekagerne)..
Fin nok dag, hvis ikke det var fordi jeg konstant har gruet over den 50 siders lange bog + efterbehandling jeg skal lave til på onsdag, og det faktum at jeg ikke er begyndt.. Måske har det også været den konstante jalousi over, at nu har min veninde haft HAM for sig selv hele dagen, der har fået mig i det "mood" jeg er i lige nu... Hvis bare jeg kunne få ham ud af hovedet. Alle idéer er velkomne, for jeg er blank..

Ciao folkens..

Btw: virkelig sød sang --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R5X5oI2E950

Vi ta'r den lige på dansk...

Engelsk er sgu et skøønt sprog, men når det kommer til stykket så er der en hvis charme over det danske sprog. Not much er sket siden sidst..
Fest på lørdag for første gang i laaang tid, og alle glæder sig, mens jeg dårligt nok tænker på det... Der er liiige den her gut som sniger sig ind i hovedet på mig, men ham gider jeg sgu ikk fortælle mere om. Magen til idiotisk, røvhamrendeirriterende, koldhjertet, dejlig skid skal man lede længe efter. Men de der drenge har sgu taget på mig på en eller anden måde, eller ham her har i hvert fald.. Jeg ville gå kilometer for flere af hans kys (ja, jeg har kysset ham), men jeg tror jeg ville snyde mig selv, for jeg ved jo godt, at jeg ikke ville kunne nøjes med et kys...

NU kom jeg til at fortælle lidt om ham alligevel og undskyld jeg læsser det af på jer, men thumbs up til jer, som rent faktisk gad læse sig igennem det.

C'ya (hopefully) soon...

Starting up..

It's funny how you just suddenly can get a need for something, you never really thought about before. I've always thought blogs were a waste of time and that I didn't need one, but today I changed my mind and here it is: My first blog! I'm actually pretty excited to see how it's gonna be and if I'm actually going to use it, 'cause I'm SO bad at remembering stuff like this. I once decided I wanted to write in a diary, but I forgot already after 2-3 days and I didn't really wanted to continue when I had skipped a day, and that was actually the last time I've ever written in a diary, so let's see how long it'll take before I get tired of this (hopefully a long time)...

I don't know exactly how I want my blog to be yet, but I have an idea about, it should be a place where I can empty my head for thoughts and share it with the ones who actually takes their time to read it (If you've read this, I already love you!).

If I should tell what's on my mind, it'll probably be the red dress from asos.com I've looked at way too long.. It's actually because Ive read that girls that wears red has a bigger chance at the guys at parties and stuff (Something I (of course) am interested in). I've been looking for the perfect dress for months now, but I haven't found the perfect dress until now. I tried to find something a'la Taylor Swift's dress at MTV Music Video Awards, but FYI: That's mission impossible! So I found this dress and though it's a little bit different from T-Swift's, it is still perfect enough for me. I just don't know how I should pay for it.. It's not expensive at all, but it'll take me forever to persuade my mum to pay for it. Now you probably think I'm one of those girls who gets it all served by her parents, but in that case you should think twice. I have a job (started in September), but because of some mistakes I haven't got my salary yet ad that's means no money... I already owe my mum 300 (dkk) or something, so it takes a well-prepared speech to get her to pay for this one. Specially because she thinks I have enough dresses already, but I don't believe this is the same, when I've been looking for a dress like it for months.. But of course she doesn't believe it, 'cause I didn't tell her about it.. *sigh*

I guess that'll be all for now..

C'ya folks..