Yesterday night was a big night for me. It was the first time I managed to give someone a ride on my bike. Last time I tried was sometime in high school and I failed epic. So I never tried again, cause I just guessed I wouldn’t be able to do it.
But so yesterday I got the chance to give my friend a ride home cause she lost her bike key. And guess what, I did it! All these years believing it was too hard, when it really was a piece of cake.
I’m so proud, and my friend too and we glorified the moment with a picture in action.
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I might end up in an another article if everything goes well. It’s not about environmental stuff this time, but about my experience of studies abroad. That would be my third appearance in a news paper in less than a year.
The journalist told me to find a couple of pictures of me at different locations, such as in schools, at partys and so on. I’ve been going through all my pictures of my friends, especially those from partys. Not sure I can find an appropriate one. I just look like…like these pictures shouldn’t end up in a news paper available to see for my whole town. Lets just put it like that.
Boy, I got some skills. Saturday started off good: visited a flea market, remade this dress. But then Bayern München lost Champions League and I went to bed.
Instead of focusing on dinner, I did this.
I was so ready to go and work out. Changed to my training clothes, braided my hair and just about to put on my jacket and jump on my bike. But then suddenly I hear a sound. The sound of rain. It’s pouring like hell outside so now I’m sitting here with my sports bra and is major disappointed at mother nature. You made rain yesterday, wasn’t that enough? No, apparently not if you live in Sweden.
epicwinsauce asked: gårtrunkar du??? (Tumblr taught me this word) HAHA
I have NO idea what that word means. Explain please =)
I like how Pricerunner.com shows me that their number one top result is the book “Hands-on guide to penis pleasing” when I searched “press”.
All I wanted was to find me a good juice press. No pun intended.
Boy, don’t I just love those moments when I’m trying really hard to focus on something I’m just about to do, I’m just gonna do this other not so important thing first and then two hours later I’m like “oh. fuck. that was the important thing I was suppose to do”.
My brain simply suck when it comes to focus, memory and prioritizing.
Obviously.