Blog challenge day 14: A crazy confession

I don't know if its a confession, because i think many already know xD

But i find it waaaay too fun to stalk One Direction and Justin Bieber and their fandoms/fanbases! xD
I find it very fascinating to see what boys can do to 12 year old girls and what keeps them making music.. because.. maybe they enjoy what they do, but come on... which 20 year old boy likes having 93854568569 10-12 year old girl after them?? o.o

And also its kind of fun to think that i have been a fan like them. Back when i was 13 and i found Tokio Hotel i was like ...obsessed!! in many years xD

But now standing outside it all and just watching videos of crazy fans trying to slip under fences and hear how they scream when they THINK they see them its like... xD

I remember when i was at the Tokio Hotel concert!! There was this little chink in the curtains so you could see when someone backstage walked pass.. we screamed.. a lot!! Hahahah... aaah yeah..

Blog Challenge day 13: Your worst habit

I don't know what to choose xD  not that i have some habits that is super disgusting but just... many weird that people always have to comment!!

I LOVE tea! And i go to Søsterne Grenes just for beeing in the smell of tea and soap and stuff!
When i see those boxes with loose tea where you can take the small shovel and take what you want, i have to smell it! Like... go over and lift up the lid and just breath in xD  i love the smell of tea ok?! o.o

Or maybe its the fact that i have a very bad memory.. it is not always i remember that i tould a story to someone before xD  so i can tell the same story to the same people day after day.. imagine how i will be when im old! o.o  oh my...

Or maybe its my obsession with dogs. I can't walk pass a dog without patting it o.o  Because.. they are sooo sweet and soft and fluffy and dfjgsdizfv!! I really want to have a dog myself :(  but my mom is kind of afraid of them and says that i would never leave the house if i had one, because it will look at me with those puppy eyes who says "don't leave meeee" and then i can't leave it and... stuff :((
And my dad likes boxers because he had one when he was little names Sita.. So IF we could have a dog, it should be a boxer named Sita... no thanks >.<
I want something fluffy like... THIS

Berner sennen <3

Blog challenge day 12: Three embarrassing moments

Im one big embarrassment, so its hard to find three things, but let's think back..

One thing i remember too well was back when i was.. 10? I was in Germany, Harz with my familiy in the easter and we were going to celebrate my grandpas birthday in a place called Pullman City II which is a city build up like an western city from the late 1800. It was late evening and i went outside the restaurant in the western city and then this boy at my age came to me and asked "Was ist das?" and pointed on the fake foxfail from my cowboyhat.. and i understood him, but i was 10 and i could only say few words in german.. and i tried saying something like "Es ist ein rofenhale" xD  because.. i did not know how the hell you said foxtail in german xD  He you looked at me "Was?" and i just ran away... yes... i ran away from him...

Beautilful me back then xD omg...

When i was 12 Jakob Sveistrup won the Melodi Grand Prix with the song "talking to you".. yeah... and after that he was singing in some malls around. Me and my mom went to see him and he was pretty fun. The power went and then he was standing on the stage telling jokes instead! When he was done he gave autographs! omg wow... xD  And he was sitting on the stage at a table and we could go up one by one and when it was my turn i was so shy that i did not look at him AT ALL, took the autographs and then... fell down the stage on the other side... OMG... Lucky for me there was this security guy standing and helping people down and i fell right down in his arms.. but it was sooo embarrassing >.<

A thrid moment.. i don't want to deepen, but lets just say... the whole surfing part at our studytrip to Tenerife.. yeah... traitors!!! Leaving me alone in the water!!!

Blog challenge day 11: The weirdest picture you've ever seen

Well internet... that is a very hard question.
The world is just fucked up, so where to start.. oh yeah
I remember me saying: "What would happend if i google birds with arms? Birds do not have arm. I don't think anything will come up" - i think it was in biology class? xD
... Oh my god i was wrong...

Yes people... that tumblr exist

http://birdswitharms.tumblr.com/

Making up for missing a day of blog challenge xD

Blog challenge day 10: Write a Haiku about zombies

So.... yeah... Lonnie... why... WHY?!

I can't fucking write a Haiku about zombies xD  i can't even write a Haiku!!!

Zombies smell so bad

go close and they will eat you

or just your brain. what ever!

There you go...

I HOPE YOU ARE FREAKING HAPPY NOW...

7 min too late... god damn it...

Blog challenge day 9: You craziest dream ever

Well all of my deams is kind of fucked up and as so many other people i find it hard to remember.. and its a bit harder to remember when its so fucked up and dont make sense.

So sometimes when i have had a dream and i wake up, i try to write something down in a notebook i have under my bed! And i write the first i think of.
I found something in my book which sounds kind of freaky o.o
Much of it does not make sense.. and i don't think i can translate it very well, because i write it while i was very sleepy o.o

This is exactly what i wrote:
"Den besætter ting, folk. Jeg ved ikke hvad det er. Den kan tage form som alt.
Jeg kommunikere med den på et elektrisk apparat. Minder om en mobil. Men dens beskeder forsvinder så snart jeg har læst dem. Hvis jeg når det.
Den gør skade på folk. Det starter i de små. Troede jeg.
Jeg så den som genstand der puffede...op på cykelstien foran en mor og lille søn på cykel.. væltede dem.
Den tog form som min venindes storebror...
Selvom hun lå lige inde ved siden af. Den tog form som filurkat. Som min veninde. Nej. Besætter hende. Får hende til at kaste ting efter mig."

I can't remember why or when i wrote it or what i wrote about