Blog challenge day 19

"Five items you lust after"

I don't really know how to find items that I lust for. I just chose some of the things I want or wish for.

1. My boyfriend.
He's so amazing. I love spending time with him, and he is just such wonderful company. And yeah, admitted - I lust for him. ;b He's funny (no you're not sweetheart), beautiful, sweet, sexy, loving and caring. I am so in love, and even though we might annoy each other sometimes, there are still so much about him that I love, and that I just can't get enough of. Other guys don't interest me, he's enough man for me. ❤

2. More hours pr. day.
The days are too short, I don't have time for anything! I just need for there to be five more hours in a day, it would solve all my sleeping problems, and I would actually have time for all the things I've got going on. If it was possible, that would be my biggest wish.

3. An apartment.
If I am to start at a school in Horsens after New Years I need to find an apartment there soon, I am getting desperate! I can't afford to commute daily. I just can't find a place that I can afford.. Damn it!

4. Getting into art school or the writers academy.
I really want to get into an education that I actually want and find interesting. I just don't think I have the grades nor the talent for it. I really want to qualify, and I'm gonna do the best I can, I just need to get everything right first. So help me god..

5. A new TV.
My TV is ancient, it is one my dad got cheap from his boss because he bought a new one. It's one of the first flatscreen TVs made, and compared to the newer ones, it is not flat at all. The sound sucks, and on most of my movies, it only plays the background sounds, and not the voices, so that sucks balls. I've wanted it for a long time, but I am just not willing to pay several thousand dkk for a tv, cause I don't use it that much, when I'm alone.

Blog challenge day 13

"Your opinion about your body and how comfortable you are with it"

I've spent way too much time on trying to lose weight. I've been really sick. I've been treated for it 3 different places and believe it or not, I used to be thin. It was never enough back then. But eventually I had enough. I got better. I stopped caring. I still thought about it for years after. Now I've just accepted the way I look, cause I know that even though I have enormous thighs, a huge ass and a badass muffin-top, I'm still sexy as hell. I realize that now, but I didn't back then. Back then I was striving for perfection, but now I've realized that nothing is perfect, that perfect is a stupid concept, and an illusion.

I wouldn't have learned to accept my body without the influence my former partners had. The compliments of a boyfriend means everything, and boosts the self esteem, and my boyfriends have been good at complimenting my body. Eventually my views on body image changed big time, and I realized that I think curves are beautiful. I love women with hips, thighs that touch and wiggle when they walk and an ass that's big enough to smack hard without knocking the bitch over! That is hot. Why go out and shake it, if it ain't shaking?

And a guys body doesn't have to be covered in visible muscles, huge guns and an eightpack. I like slim guys better, because I think the slim triangle shape with a tiny ass and wide shoulders is beautiful. A beautiful backside, that you just wanna jump and bite till you leave marks. Damn that shit is sexy as hell. 

So yeah, basically.. I like my body. I know I'm sexy. I'm curvy and I like it, and I'm not alone in that opinion. 

Blog challenge day 12

Robert Pattinson, actor / sexiest (young) man

Adam Lambert, singer and beautiful gay man

"Five guys whom I find attractive"

It's late and I'm tired so I'm just gonna give you the pictures of them.

Bruce Willis, actor / snack

Steve Morse, lead guitarist of Deep Purple

Jeffree Star, singer and stunning trans / cunt

Blog challenge day 5

"Things you want to say to an ex"

Alexander Jesper. We sort of got fixed up, and since we're both very flirty we started going out quickly. We didn't realize how different and wrong for each other we are. We are great as friends, and it's still nice to see you from time to time. But you're in VU (Venstres ungdom), and I can't even count all of the political discussions we've had, and many times I've told you to shut up about it, but it's just such a big part of you, that I can't take it. I'm a socialist, big time - and omg I don't even know how we lasted four months.
And besides that, it's hard to date a real ladies man. They were all over you all the time, and I don't like to share. I know you were faithful, but it's just not cool sitting at the other side of the country, knowing that your boyfriend is with his friends, whom most of happen to be good looking girls. Nah.

You're a great guy, and I'm glad you found a new beautiful girlfriend. Again-again-again :b
But no matter how great of a guy you are, I will always hate your grandfather because he tried to convert me into believing in god, and made me seem like a blasphemiest, he wouldn't let us sleep in the same room and I hated every second we spent at his house. Besides that, I hate that your father saw me completely naked while I was sleeping. Please always remember to return the shaver, for the sake of your future girlfriends.

Blog challenge day 4

"Bullet your whole day"

Today i woke up at 11pm and just I was just lying there for half an hour or so. I smoked a few cigarettes, and then I went and took a shower and put on makeup, body butter and made myself look hot. I decided that I couldn't bare to spend another night alone, so I packed my stuff and made the calls I should. I folded the laundry and started another machine full, and asked my brother in law to hang it up for me, so there is clean sheets for me when I get home <3 I called the Niels Broch office and was transferred further to a secretary, and she gave me the number to the guy I have to talk to. It was too late for today, but I'll call him tomorrow. I put on my new pants, new boots and my leather jacket, and headed for the bus. As usual it passed me the second I got out the door, but it was all right. I made it to the station and bought a chai latte, and had a cigarette before getting on the train. I read in my book most of the time, and got off in Fredericia where I had to change trains. I had a smoke and now I'm sitting in the last train, and I'm almost there. Alexander is gonna pick me up at the station. I surprised him by leaving him a message to see when he got off work an hour ago, saying that I was coming and spending the night. He was glad I did, and so am I. I'm gonna see him in a few minutes, and I just can't wait to be with him again, just for a little while <3 that was my day so far!

Blog challenge day 1

5 ways to win my heart

There are many ways to win a girls heart, and here are some things that makes my heart surrender.

Hug me from behind. 
If there is a thing I love it is being hugged from behind. It's the best thing in the world. It makes me feel small and safe and it's lovely and warm, when its cold outside. And since you already hold me that way, it's a great opportunity to kiss my neck. Since I have pretty short hair, that shouldn't be so bad? I love it, having someone kiss my neck and shoulders is just wonderful I think. Agree?


Chemistry.
There are many ways to win a girls heart, but if there ain't chemistry, there ain't nothing to come for in the first place. If I find you attractive you know it, and if there is chemistry between two people it's something you can feel. Either it's there or it's not, and if it ain't there that's just too bad. Chemistry is what makes people stay together. It makes everything better. It is what brings passion, and I need passion in a relationship. I want you to want me. Let me KNOW that you like me, I'm not a mindreader remember. Look me in the eyes, kiss me, show me, get to know me, let me get to know you. That should take us far already.

Like me for me.
I go for people who likes me, for the person I am. I like myself, I like the way I am, and I'm not interested in changing. Some say you should be willing to change for the ones you love, well I'm not gonna do that. I want someone who likes the little things that makes me special. I do some weird stuff and I like it! My laugh sounds like hyenas fucking (link), deal with it! If you can't live with it, don't expect me to stay. I like my body as well, and I'm not gonna go on some crazy diet to get a flat stomach, just to please you. I need someone who likes looking at my body, even though it's not perfect and I'll never be on the cover of a magazine. I am a REAL woman, and I want a real person who sees that - and likes it. Imma end this with a quote from a very wise man; "The only three things a guy should change about his girl is; her last name, her address and her viewpoint on men" - Wiz Khalifa

Serve me coffee in the morning.
Coffee in the morning makes my day so much better, it makes it even better if the coffee is served by a person I care about, and who cares about me. If you care about me enough to get me coffee, even though you might not drink it yourself, it shows me that you like me - even if you don't like coffee kisses. And of course know how I like my coffee; I like it black btw.

Smile and fuck me good. 
Yeah you heard me! I want someone who can fuck me good, and there is only one way to find out if you do that. Sex is a huge part of being human, and if you like the person you're banging, you bang her better! Sex is important, we all do it, and we're gonna do it till our bodies can't fuck no more, so rather spend time with someone you like, who shags good.
If you like a person, you like to see them happy, and that is the reason the smile is so important. I'm not looking for a person who could be in a Colgate commercial - not even close, but a person whose smile I just can't get enough of. A lovely smile and a sparkle in the eyes makes me want to make you smile.

Another update

My best friend is leaving Denmark to go to Australia for three months. I'm gonna miss her. She's leaving this Tuesday, an I only get to see her Friday. I really hope she has the time of her life. She deserves to get away from Denmark for a little while, and I'm sure it'll be good for her.
I'm sitting in the train on my way home from Alexander. Going back to Copenhagen. I'm gonna see my therapist tomorrow. I can't wait. It's been weeks since we've had a session, just the two of us. I'll be done with therapy soon, oh I'm so nervous. I have to frame and hang stuff from the book on my walls. I don't want to forget all of these great things I've learned. I'm gonna miss my therapist so much. She's the most talented professional I've ever had the honor to talk to. She's just so great.
After therapy tomorrow I'll probably clean up the apartment a little bit, and then I'll have to pack my stuff again and go to my parents. Then I'll say properly goodbye to my friend on Friday, and I'll probably just stay the rest of the weekend at my parents.
Have a nice time you guys.

Nattens dødelighed

Når du hastigt falder hen i drømme
Ligger jeg med sanserne på spids
Din arm om mig og følelser så ømme
Ej en nat før har jeg følt mig så tilfreds
Drømmer jeg monstro allerede
Eller er det sandt at du er til stede

Et glip med øjnene når jeg kysser dig
Dit tag om mig bliver lidt fastere
Intet jeg skal nå før lyset når mig
Ud over havet er der intet der haster
Et hav a drømme drukner os to
Aldrig har jeg haft en drøm så god

Den forsigtige hævelse af dit bryst
Et vemodigt suk mod min nakke
Jeg er sårbar men her findes trøst
Nøgen dog tryg med dig som frakke
Angst at falde hen i øjeblikket denne
Et øjeblik perfekt burde aldrig ende

Et godnatkys summer på mine læber
Stop tiden nu, lad natten vare evigt
Ånder sort ind knytter dine hænder
Fredsommelighed i dit smukke ansigt
Som et pust af sommer sukker du
Har aldrig været mere i live end nu

Jeg kysser nænsomt din bløde mund
Inden disse grønne glasøjne lukker
Kærtegn på læberne så blød og rund
Små ryk mens bevidstheden slukker
Denne smukke tiltalende virkelighed
Morgen blotter nattens dødelighed


af Kiri Rehmeier
den 14. november 2012

12 Days..

Honestly.. I never liked Medina. I still don't. But this song just describes a time in my life so perfectly. Exactly my words, just said with a voice that doesn't belong to me. But here it goes:

So.. If the person whom this is dedicated to ever listens to this, and reads this.. Well just listen. And then please call me.

Like an addict

Like an addict I hunt my drug
So ecstatic I search for love
I am longing now for the loving touch
Don't you know that I need you much
Will I ever learn that you're no good
All the time I burn like you think I should
You set my body on fire
As I long for your desire

by Kiri Rehmeier ©

I know, I know..

Will I ever get over losing you? I know what people think, but that doesn't change how I feel.. Normally I'm pretty fast to get over relationships, but this time it takes longer than ever. Maybe it's because the start wasn't even over before the end. Was it that there was no real ending, but just a goodbye? Maybe because I never wanted it to end.. Why does everything wonderful have to come to an end..?

I gotta admit...

5 confessions

These are a few of my "confessions". Stuff that is me, but I don't tell people really.

- I can't fall for a guy unless he's got that certain wildness in his eyes...
- I always fall for thin guys with blue eyes.
- I have a secret weakness for gingers.
- I can (and will) eat a whole bucket of Ben&Jerry's for myself.
- I fear the winter.

Letter Challenge Day 7

A letter for your ex-boyfriend

Dear Jesper


We were together for about two months last winter. I guess our "official relationship" started at 31th of October. After the Linkin Park concert at Boxen in Herning. Enough about that. 
The thing is.. I really should apologize to you. I have to confess. I didn't treat you the way you deserve to be treated. You are truly a nice guy, and you deserve a girl who loves you. 
So here's the deal. I don't really think I was able to do that at the time. You are lovable, but I just didn't feel it. I didn't really have feelings for you.. I guess I was just lonely. 


Our relationship was for me like trying a dress on. I know it's not my style, but I tried it on cause it was right there... Was it abuse? Did I abuse you? I really cared about you - I really did. Like a friend. I've been such a bitch to you, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I hurt you. And honestly I'm glad that YOU broke it off, so I didn't have to hurt you even more. I guess you can say that I took advantage of your feelings for me. Though I never felt like I did, and I never meant to. I enjoyed your company, and I felt safe near you. I liked that. I know - I'm addicted to feeling safe. And though I never told you the truth of how I felt - or lack of presence of said, I still appreciate the time we had together. You made me a little happier at a hard time I guess. The winter is always hard for me, but knowing I had you helped me get through it I think.


So I guess the conclusion is that I know, that not being completely honest with you was wrong - very wrong.. But I'd like to thank you for what we had, and for being there for me. And of course you deserve an apoligy. So here it goes.. I'm sorry. Truly.


Yours faithfully
Kiri Rehmeier

Letter Challenge Day 2

A letter to your crush

Dear Judas.

Oh dear, dear Judas.. Though people might think I should just forget about you and move on, it's easier said than done. It's hard. Really hard actually. You came into my life so suddenly, and the fact that you left it so fast came even more sudden...
Like in a video game. "Sudden death!!! - Game over! You loose!"
Like falling without a warning - not being able to take off the most of the fall with your hands. No, a fall so sudden that you don't even get to know it before it's too late. Not knowing that you fell before feeling the intense pain of a slap in the face which unfortunately broke your nose.
At first I though you were kidding. I really believed you.. I really believed you every time you looked into my eyes, and told me that you loved me.
How could I be so blind? How could I have missed it? How come I couldn't see it coming?
You really left me broken hearted. I haven't been myself since. I tasted heaven, and I liked it. I felt the happiness run through my veins, and it drugged me so hard. I ain't never been as high as I was those 13 days. I was happy.. I was happy for 13 days in a row. Before that I hadn't been happy for that many days in 5 years. And I still haven't since. I don't understand why you left me. I was a completely different person. I was who I truly wanted to be - Who I was underneath the depression. I felt how I really was. I remembered how I really was. I would have understood if you left me for who I am when I'm constantly infected with a chronicle decease that is slowly pushing me to the edge. But while I was with you, there was nothing pushing me. I felt free. I was high on the freedom of not being a prisoner. It was amazing.

I am not mad at you anymore. I still miss you and cry from time to time. But right now, all I feel like I need to tell you, is thank you. Thank you for giving me a rush of freedom. Thank you for giving me hope. Thank you for reminding me of what I forgot long ago. How it feels to be happy. How it feels to be free.
Just thanks.

Thankfully yours
Kiri Rehmeier

Even you don't know

Nobody knows this is for you..

But baby - how could you?
You hurt me so bad..
It still hurts to think of it
Still hurts to see you
Can't even look at your profile
It hurts my heart to see
You're with a girl that's not me


You will never know
I wrote this for you
'Cause it's clear that you don't care
Her perfect smile and green eyes
I cannot bare it baby!
You broke me into pieces
I couldn't believe you were gone
It was so hard for me to go on


You're in love, and I am not
I'm not in love with you but still
Still I wonder why you could 
Break my heart in half
And still seem like you're fine
Save me from my nightmares!
- Only you can do it, hun
'Cause baby.. This is no fun?


Will you ever look back and think
That what we had was good?
You really tattooed my body
More than any ink ever could
Do you see me baby -
See what you did to me?
But I am strong, I'll win this war
'Cause baby, you can't hurt me no more!




written at may 13th 2011
by © Kiri Rehmeier

Blå løgne

Jeg hader dig.

Jeg er nået til det punkt hvor jeg kan vende min ulykke til vrede. Det her har jeg ventet på!
Du render rundt og tror du kan få det hele, og du er ikke bange for at tage dine sleske triks i brug, for at få det du har sat næsen op efter. Du er typen der tager og tager uden at give noget tilbage - den slags mennesker pisser mig af. DU pisser mig af - du har så mange ansigter, og jeg var så dum at lade mig narre, af det mest falske ansigt du ejer. Jeg skammer mig, det er pinligt at vide, at jeg faldt for dine triks. At jeg bare var endnu en pige.
Nu skal jeg vise dig ligegyldighed. Nu skal jeg vise dig hvad det vil sige at være uden betydning. Ikke at det rører dig det fjerneste, men jeg vil bryde kontakten. Jeg har ikke brug for at se på dine mange ansigter. Jeg gider ikke se på dig, mens du spiller dine triks på dit næste offer. Jeg har set ansigterne før, så hvorfor blive hængende?

Til slut vil jeg bare sige, hav et godt liv.

Kiri Rehmeier

Do you know

Are you always gonna hurt me like this?

Will I ever get a chance to prove, that I could be good for you? It hurts to see you in my dreams every night - and day! Are you ever gonna tell me that you care? Will I always feel this way? I know it's stupid but sometimes I dream, that someday you'll change your mind.. That someday you'll realize that I'm what you really want - that all the nights with different girls was a waste of time, time you could have spent with me.
I know you can't change a man, and I don't want to change you, what I want is for you to know that you can change a habit. Or maybe, just maybe.. you would love me if I was flawless?
I've done all I thought you wanted, tried to be what I thought you wanted.. What is it that you want? All day I wonder what it is that you are searching for. Am I really that wrong? I want to ask you, if I could ever be what you wish for - but honestly I'm too scared.
Are you not getting my hints, or is it just because you don't care? Tell me, tell me how to make you care! Tell me what I'm doing wrong. I want to know... Though I know that the first thing you'd be saying after explaining would be "Why are you crying?"
A dream is not enough.. Sometimes they might seem realistic, but this is not a story followed by a happy ending. This is a story of a broken girl falling in love with a broken boy - she breaks even more, and he will never know...

Erendring

Hun husker endnu den aften han plantede det
første kys på hendes læber. Husker hvor meget han anstrængte sig for at
opretholde charmen - hans ihærdige indsats for at få hende til at kunne lide
ham. Hun så det så tydeligt, men nævnte det ikke. 


Han var høj, høj på hende - hendes smil, rød,
blå og hvid. Beruselsen var hans dække for sin egentlige interesse. Han var
naiv nok til at tro, hun ikke kunne se længslen og lysten i hans blik. Han tror
han er smartere end hvad rigtigt er, men hun kender mennesker og hun læste ham,
som en moden mand læser avisen onsdag formiddag. 

Tænder kan klapre selvom hun ikke fryser. Han
ville give hende mund til mund, gode råd og føre sig frem - men hun vidste hvad
hun gjorde og hans vise ord var overflødige.  Hun sagde til sig selv, at
hun ikke lagde noget i det, men alligevel fik hun fremskaffet sig hans nummer
da morgendagen tog til. Hans blik sad fast i hendes tanker, og hans smil hang
stadig i rummet. Hun sagde til sig selv; " det her er for dumt, jeg vil
ikke opnå noget", og glemte det for en stund.  I går skete det igen.
Ét kys blev til hundredevis, og hun begik en fejl. Hans feomoner tiltalte hende
noget så ekstremt.. 

Av for satan! Hun faldt i med begge ben. Og
værre endnu, han blev sværere at læse. Hun vidste dagen efter at han ikke ville
noget. Ikke mere end hvad mænd nu vil med en køn kvinde. Hun ser hans
ansigt for sig, men ved atter, at hun ikke har en chance. Hun er jo bare ét
lille stykke legetøj i legetøjskassen, tilhørende en ung mand. 

Hendes venner siger han er under hendes
standard - som om det skulle betyde noget for en så selvstændig og stædig
kvinde? Hendes observerende blik fangede en snært af ligegyldighed når han
kiggede på hende. Hvad var der sket? Få uger tidligere delte de en aften
hvor han fortalte at han var brændt varm. I går havde de en fantastisk aften
med utallige kys, søde og frække ord. 

Hvad skete der over natten? Hvad havde
udspillet sig forkert siden hans interesse var fortaget over én nat? 

Hun står jo bare tilbage nu, med en uvished
der er ulidelig.. Giv op kvinde - giv op.

Bevis dit værd

"Lige meget hvad jeg siger

har hun hørt det samme lort før?"

Jeg vil starte med et citat fra en sang med Khani, der hedder Isprisesse. Hør den. Den er sygt god. Dog ikke den hvorved der står Official video på youtube. Den gamle version er meget bedre.

"Lad mig starte med at sige at jeg ikke har set noget lignende

Du går forbi mig og jeg føler mig velsignet For med den stil, er det klart du bliver efterlignet Jeg har set mange piger, men aldrig en som hende Hvorfor vender du ikke, hvorfor kigger du ikke på mig? Jeg ville gå jorden rundt 10 gange hvis jeg ku få dig Du sidder fast i mit hoved, og jeg kan ikke nå dig Og jeg er sikker på du aldrig ville forstå mig For du er i en verden og jeg er inde i en anden Men måske kunne det være at vi endte med at elske hinannden Jeg føler mig så lille og jeg føler mig gennemsigtig Hvordan kan det være forkert når det føles så rigtigt Du går forbi mig, jeg prøver at fange din opmærksomhed Ved du at jeg kigger på, ved du at jeg er til stede Kigger op mod himlen og tænker at jeg ku tage dig med Tage din hånd og flyve op til et andet sted Hvorfor kigger du ikk Kan du se mig? Hvordan kan jeg få dig til at forstå hvad jeg mener For jeg ku tage dig hånd, og vise dig det bedste Men du er kold, du en isprinsesse"

To be honest.. Så har jeg fået nok af forhold. Jeg gider ikke være i et forhold uden ærlighed. Jeg gider ikke være i et forhold, hvis vedkommende ikke kender mig. Jeg vil kendes? Jeg vil være sammen med en, som lige så godt kunne være min bedste ven. En der ved alt om mig, og som jeg ved alt om. En der er fuldt ud ærlig overfor mig, hele tiden. En der kender mig så godt at han kan se når der er noget galt. En der ser bort fra de ting jeg gør forkert, og sætter pris på de ting jeg gør godt. En der synes mine små fejl er nuttede. En der ved hvad jeg bedst kan lide, og hvad jeg ikke kan fordrage. En der ved hvilke sprog jeg ville ønske jeg kunne tale. Hvilke instrumenter jeg ville ønske jeg kunne spille på. En der aldrig kunne finde på at placere kød på min talerken. En der ved hvilken blomst der er min yndlings. En der ved hvad jeg drømmer om? En der ved hvem jeg er. En der VED at jeg er en forpint sjæl, og som kan rose mig for at jeg rejser mig op af depressionen hver dag. En der vil støtte mig i den lange hårde kamp jeg kæmper dagligt. En der vil holde om mig når jeg er bange. Varme mig når jeg fryser. En der ved at jeg foretrækker en grøn tuborg frem for en sommersby. En der ved hvad der gør mig blød i knæene. En der aldrig ville såre mig, men som havde nosser nok til at sige det direkte hvis han fuckede up! En der lader mig sove i samme seng som min bedste drenge ven. En der respektere at min kone kommer før nogen anden. En der vil holde mig i hånden og skrige med mig til koncerter. En der giver mig et klem mens vedkommende skråler med på Volbeats 'I only wanna be with you'. En der finder sig i at mit livs kærlighed er min kone, og der gider at kysse mig selvom jeg sidder med en smøg. En der ikke har noget imod mit overforbrug af kaffe og smøger. En der vil give mig det største øl-kys når jeg er dingel, og der gider smøre min ryg når jeg er faldet i søvn i solen. En der lægger dynen over mig når jeg er faldet i søvn uden dyne. En der ikke tvinger mig ud i hverken sne eller sand, og som ved at man skal være forsigtig med mine overpiercede øre. En der synes mine smilehuller er charmerende og som synes jeg er smuk når jeg ligner lort. Eller i hvert fald lader som om. En der IKKE siger "Tsunami!" efter at have klasket mig på røven. Jeg vil have en der både kan kæmpe for sin sag selvom det pisser mig af, men ved hvornår han bare skal sige "javel skat".

"Jeg vil være giften i dit blod,

der giver abstinenser når du mangler mig"

Jeg kan lide en fyr der kan løfte mig op i sine arme og bære mig ud til taxaen når jeg er blevet lidt for stiv. En der tør sige hvad han mener, selvom jeg ikke er enig. En der kilder mig til jeg skriger i vilden sky, og som holder om mig når gyserfilmen bliver lidt for uhyggelig. En der kan bevise for mig at jeg er noget værd. En der kan få mig til at føle at jeg står på toppen af verden..

Jeg tror ikke jeg kan indgå i noget forhold endnu, før jeg har fået bevist at vedkommende kender mig, og vil mig. Ved hvem jeg egentlig er.

Det var nok bare det jeg ville frem til.

Økonomi

Det der med økonomi.. Det er sku meget nemmere med økonomi fagene i skolen, frem for at styre sin egen økonomi optimalt - og stadig få råd til de ting man priotere højt personligt.

Nu har jeg jo bil, og bezin er dyrt.. Skide dyrt. Derudover har jeg lige taget en formue fra min opsparing til at købe en iPhone 4 , den kommer nok om to uger. Glæder mig til at få den. Men fuck hvor gjorde det da ondt i min konto. Av av av. Dumme privatøkonomi. Vi lære helt vildt meget om det på handelsskolen, men fanme nej om jeg kan modstå fristelsen af benzin til 9.99 eller en lækker iPhone 4 ..

Imorgen falder sneen. Dejlige kolde snebajere <3 Jeg håber på at få lokket min flirt med på Pigen og Trompeten i Skive, fordi der kommer High Voltage og spiller (DK's bedste AC/DC kopiband) . Det vil jeg gerne overvære. Og gerne med min flirt. Han er dejlig. :i

Jeg har nu én julegave i hus. Ud af alt for mange. Nå. Det bliver stramt med julegave budgettet i år.