I came back to Copenhagen a few days ago, after spending about 2 weeks in Odense eating myself fat, abusing my father's netflix and sleeping super late. If i've gained weight i can happily say no, but i think the fat has moved away from my ass to my overarms ... and i hate it!!
Thinking about presents I did not get any kind of fragrance this year (HALLELUJAH!!!), but something i quite like ^^. I got a recipe book for students, cozy shoes, DYI-bracelet set but the best gift yet, has to be from my sister Julie. She gave me a necklace i've really wanted, a hello kitty bling sticker and money... yes my own sister gave me money ... Well she does make more money than me.. because she gets money from my parents from doing nothing and i did not even get pocket money when i lived at home...
I'm pathetic...
Actually my parents did not have any presents for me (like if that is something new), but before heading back to Copenhagen they both gave me money.. But somehow it seems like they haven't talked to each other, because they both gave me money .. and summed up it turned out to be quite much (HALLELUJAH). Now that i come to think of it, i'm quite proud of myself... for going to church 3 times on christmas eve.
I just have to do some explaining before moving on with my boring christmas tale: I celebrate christmas with my dad's family and new years eve with my mother's side, and it has been a tradition for the last 8 years or so...
On christmas eve i asked my parents to let me borrow the car. I went to church in the afternoon, before visiting my grandparents to wish them merry christmas. I met my aunts at church and wished them a merry christmas because i would not celebrate it with them this year. When i came back home, dinner was ready and afterwards it was gift time, followed up by church-time. My small family, yet big in other's eyes, ended up taking the space of half of the church...
After that, I watch movies with my siblings and suddenly got a text from a friend, asking if there was midnight mass... and somehow i felt the urge to go to church again ... and so i did .... meeting one of my aunts i met earlier, but now the bought her husband with her. She whispered to me asking why i suddenly came to church again, and when i told her it was my third time, she laughed. She also told me that one of my uncles were in church as well, sitting on one of the back rows.. Let's say.. we rarely see him, so it was quite a surprise that made us happy ^^. My aunt's husband was a little drunk... okay pretty drunk, because he was standing.. with crossed arms...half asleep ... with open mouth ... He woke up when he lost balance, then greeted me an praised me for going to church alone even though it was late. I told him it was my third time, and he regretted his former statement and called me sick... (Yaaaay -_- ). Then he looked around in church and saw my other uncle and expressed his amusement of seeing him.. I clucked a little but noticed my laugh caught unwanted attention....
After church i headed home for a late night snack and put myself into bed...
And the days between december 24th and 31th, can be summarised very simple:
Wake up by noon - eat noodles - watch movie - Try to read - going to the central station - Eat - watch tv - see who was the biggest loser at poker in the family - find a place to sleep at 4 am - sleep.
OHH!! I watched FROZEN and it was really good !! You can never be too old for either an H.C. Andersen tale or Disney movie^^. My siblings were emotionally disturbed after the movie... Let's just say Julie cried and my brother Dennis, tried to deny the fact that he did the same and explained it to me very poetic... He said he felt something wet like a tear coming from his eyes... and when i asked if he had cried, he kept denying it saying falling tears is not the same thing as crying ..... ...... ..... ... .... ..
I haven't done much shopping between the holidays, because i always wait for the january sale which started yesterday ^^. So far i've bought 5 bras, all from h&m, a knitted blouse and a shirt from h&m - 50% off or more on each item ^^. I have a list of stuff i need atm. both personal and things i am missing in the apartment. But.. I have a craving for bags, so tomorrow i'll stop by LV to see if i can find a bag on sale ^^.Oh i almost forgot..
New years eve was quite simple. I went out early to buy kids champagne and ingredients for a cake. I also tried to persuade my little sister for some bra shopping but my little brother had to tag along, making her feel embarrassed, so we did not get anything...
I went directly to my grandparents place, but since it was early i wanted to hang out with some friends nearby. I ended up being chauffeur, transporting all from persons to a 3 kg fish and cakes. I did manage to sneak out and got back just in time for the big dinner. Beef, crab claws, spicy soup, fish soup, potatoes, vietnamese salad, cheesecake, red velvet cake, macaroons and champagne was pretty much what i ended up having thrown down my mouth through the night. After the great dinner we kids just relaxed and chit-chatted until it was about time to light the fireworks... if we had any ...
I found out that my dad waited long enough with buying the stuff until the very last minute and everywhere he was met by salespersons saying they were out of it... so he had nothing... I asked my other family members and many of them did not buy anything ... My cousin Dzu did though.. she bough a kids set for her little brother and i bought something as well for my younger cousins, but i was worried we would have nothing big. In the end it wasn't that necessary because the neighbours make quite a show. One of my uncles actually bought some and fired on the other side of the house, making it explode just above out heads. At 12, as a tradition, we just scream out "Happy New Year" and as weird as i am .. I almost violently grabbed each person around the waist and jumped with them .. trying to jump into the new year.... but they jumped with me (because i forced them) so i am not weird at all ... ^^. I even grabbed my former co-blogger and cousin and jumped with her... Quite many knows we have problems with each other for a long time now... But that night we spoke briefly to each other over the dinner... but just like nothing ever happened between us. Unlike last year, at new years eve, I feel we have grown a bit - not being childish as we used to not even greet each other. I do not know what will come out of this, because it has been such a long time in silence. If we do talk again, I'm sure that nothing would be as it used to... I'll just let time decide and see what happens. Overall when it comes to people i meet, friends i care for and family that i love, i take more precautions and set my expectations at zero. Not because i want to, but somehow after so much drama and so many problems through the past years, i just don't feel like I want to put my feelings at risk anymore. I might be more bold, but i don't get attached to a person so easily anymore. I'm older now, not wiser, but a little more experienced. I do still and always will believe that there's something good in everybody, but for me to get too attached to them, too depending on them...well.... I just won't trade a moment of bliss with the price of a happiness... again...
...unless it is requited.
btw. I tried 14-dish tapas today.... a little dissapointed, but yet i would recommend people to try it. It's for the experience.
