Happy Birthday
Happy Brithday to me, happy birthday indeed. The first to congratulate me was my dear friend Ida (100 points to you ;). I've now come to an age when I try to forget about my own birthday. Hallo, I'm 24! Better check out a good retiring home...
Anyway, I'm in Ljubljana, everybody else are either in Sweden or somewhere else on vacation. But that's cool. I'll celebrate the big day on Sunday anyway. At the moment I'm at the Univeristy and will soon be heading to the centre of the city (where everything happends) (walking distance from home= 20 minutes, from university= 10 mintes). I feel I need to buy something today and shirts feel so right this autumn. And I don't mean those cute little blouses for women (eh, those are so last year) but man-shirts. Jeans, comfortable boots/pumps and a comfortable shirt is what I want...and need.
Later in the afternoon.
Bought a wonderful shirt and on my way back home (didn't take the bus, because it was such nice weather) I stopped for a Jamba Juice-to-go. Also got a phone-call and tried to handle my purse, my shoppingbag, my Jamba Juice and the phone, like a professional (a la Hollywood star!) Oh, well...LA next?
We're now sitting in our apartment, my brother and I and trying to decide what Chineese take-out we want for my Birthday-dinner. I'm definitely going for the shrimp-chips ;)
We actully went out to eat, instead of a take-out-dinner. Much better :)
Anyway, I'm in Ljubljana, everybody else are either in Sweden or somewhere else on vacation. But that's cool. I'll celebrate the big day on Sunday anyway. At the moment I'm at the Univeristy and will soon be heading to the centre of the city (where everything happends) (walking distance from home= 20 minutes, from university= 10 mintes). I feel I need to buy something today and shirts feel so right this autumn. And I don't mean those cute little blouses for women (eh, those are so last year) but man-shirts. Jeans, comfortable boots/pumps and a comfortable shirt is what I want...and need.
Later in the afternoon.
Bought a wonderful shirt and on my way back home (didn't take the bus, because it was such nice weather) I stopped for a Jamba Juice-to-go. Also got a phone-call and tried to handle my purse, my shoppingbag, my Jamba Juice and the phone, like a professional (a la Hollywood star!) Oh, well...LA next?
We're now sitting in our apartment, my brother and I and trying to decide what Chineese take-out we want for my Birthday-dinner. I'm definitely going for the shrimp-chips ;)
We actully went out to eat, instead of a take-out-dinner. Much better :)
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