Yesterday evening, before my friend came here to pour some vodka here and there on my carpet (for some reason she does it even when she's sober :D ) I decided to wash the kitchen floor. I prepared the hot water, added some cleansing liquid-stuff and took the mop. Suddenly I noticed I was standing barefoot in soapy warm water in the middle of the kitchen. I tiptoed out of the kitchen and went downstairs. I took the first shoes that I saw. My own personal luck rose it's head again. They were high heels. 12 cm heels.
Okay so I went back to the kitchen and continued cleaning, standing on really high heels, wearing a miniskirt, when I looked out of the window and there was an older man with a red cap and jogging clothes, lacing up his addidas' and looking at me.
And the only thing I thought was: Watch and learn grandpa, I've got style.
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I'm so sad football is ending again. Like damn.
I don't usually watch TV, but now I'm like glued to it every night at 21:30. And I swear, the 2x 45 minutes go like...3 seconds. Football is the only thing where time really flies for me. When I think how I sit at class for 45 minutes - pure torture.
And what the commentators say is so interesting. A lot more interesting than Desperate Housewives or Titanic. I don't know why I decided to mention those 2,but anyway, you should get the point.
I really like wait for the game to begin. I somehow remember most of the names of the players, I make predictions and you know what -I'm freaking good in them.
I'm gonna watch the last game with friends. Parrrttyyy.
It's better than a party. It's better than christmas. A lot better than christmas.
I'm gonna eat and I'm gonna watch football.
This is life!
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Tonight I cleaned the stove. Fuck it was difficult. Especially with those nails. I measured them. 3cm. Can you imagine doing anything with 3 cm nails? I can. :D
Then I moved on to cleaning the mirrors. I have wardrobes with really huge mirror doors in both of the corridors up- and downstairs. But the ceiling light in the upstairs corridor was out and I didn't see anything. So I felt a bit weird scrubbing the mirrors in the pitch dark.
Probably I'll see in the morning that I used strawberry jam instead of the cleanser or something.
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I went to meet with 2 of my friends in the Old Town today. So we went to eat in the italian restaurant Fellini. I ordered pasta with seafood. It wasn't as good as it could be. I took the octopus home with me. Okay, kidding.
As I was sitting there, a russian-looking guy went pass. He looked like a personal trainer. And he blinked at me. I was like: LOL
Then, 2 minutes later, an older guy goes pass and blinks at me too. This time I was like: No way!
So...about half an hour later a car droves by real' slow and this older pervy looking guy looks at me...and then...*blink*
Very nice. I think they all were offered some weird mushrooms round the corner OR there were sandstorms when I wasn't looking and they all had sand in their eye.
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Tomorrow I'm planning to sunbathe. And yes, lets all make some predictions now.
Will the sun shine? No.
Will it rain? Yes.
Will I be soaken wet and extremely cold at the beach in my bikini? Yes.
Should I stay at home and sleep? Yes.
Will I do it? No.
Is it because I'm damn stubborn? Yes.
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I can't wait Germany-Spain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Glamorous
Thursday, 26 June 2008
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