mandag den 30. maj 2011

søndag den 22. maj 2011

In one week

Why is it that in one weekend you just manege to experience many more random thing than you do in the rest of the week!? I don't get it. In my weekends i always experience allot of random events compared to the rest of the week! It's like i'm only truly living in the weekends and the rest of the week is just gray and dull. Monday is just a grey rainy cloud compared to Saturday which i just filled with an intoxicating aroma and city lights all over...

you wake up the next afternoon and look down your arm where all the stamps from the bars you visited last night still are smiling at you...

mandag den 16. maj 2011


How do you forget something you remember really well? 
How do you erase your memories from a very powerful experience?
How do you stop your mind thinking on and on?
How do you apologize on others behavior then nobody did anything wrong? 
How do you stop the wondering thoughts?

lørdag den 14. maj 2011

In 24 hours we managed to...

In 24 hours we managed to: 

*Go to school
*Drink allot of beer on "posen"
*Eat a wonderful gourmet meal (cooked by the neighbours)
*Go to a private party in Hillerød
*Allmoste set the roof on fire
*Considering café Ho :S
*Eat a bagel at 1.30 (dinner)
*Miss the train to the city by 2 min.
*Catch a night bus to Copenhagen
*Get a power nap in the bus
*freeze our asses of
*Find a bar called Dunkel
*Pay our way in with Macadonian money
*Meet a VERY drunk man
*Talk to a guy with a paper Iphone 4
*See a picture of a mans balls
*Smoke some cigarets
*Have a quick chat with a lesbouuu
*Try to reject a man looking like Frank Hvam
*Go for a piss
*see to gay guys coming from the toilet (witch was only 1x1 m)
*Walk around town
*See a woman with a STRANGE looking body!
*Go to bye a croassant 
*Meet a women in 7,11 who has a FUCKED up laugh!
*Make Acmed in 7,11 annoyed 
*Sit on a bench feeding the "chickens" bread
*Feeling like we where attacked by mega seagulls 
*Learn that you don't say "hello" to people unless they are eating McDonalds
*Almoste take the train towards the airport
*Catch the train to Helsingør
*Have a good laugh (don't know why)
*Wake up in Helsingør, where the sun is shining and it's colud
*At 8.00 heading home
*At 9.15 walking throw the door to my house
*Going straight to bed
*waking up at 17 in the afternoon

- And at 22.00 theres probably another party to catch again...

tirsdag den 10. maj 2011

good old times

Let's go back to the good old days where this was the shit! >


tirsdag den 3. maj 2011

Orange Vs. Man

An orange.
See an orange.
Roundness. goldness
Juice and sweetness.
See the orange
Sunripe. From Spain.
Let it take you all the way to Spain, to it's little dusty plantation.
Under a small tree.
Smell it now.
Smell its bitter peel
Breathe in the tangy scent, 
Let it slip up in your nose.