..so after I turned 18, I knew this day was coming closer and closer for every year..kind of avoided it coz I never wanna grow old. The idea that your boobs/dicks start hanging down to your knees kind of scared me off a bit. But unexpectingly I took it real good, actually felt quiet good as I turned 25. Kind of made me reflect back on all the things I have been through and I realized I have come far.
The deal is that I had problems to adjust back to my routines in Sweden, at the same time I missed my friends and life in Korea. Some of my friends made me very upset as well at the very last month I stayed in Korea. But I didn’t realized it until I came back here, so I was feeling shit all over at once while I was adjusting. Guess I was too stressed back in Korea: packing, shopping the last items, moving and saying goobye to my really good dear friends and re-test in the Uni, kind of threw me off…So as I was feeling shitty, I didnt plan anything for this years B-day..which was pretty odd coz I always throw this big ass party and done it every year since I was 19…
Now the REAL friends would ask weeks ahead what I have in mind for the my big day: turning 25, not the day before my B-day..So my dear lovely friends Mama sann Maya and Sigge gave me suprised #1: a B-day cake on my big day!!!! AND along with others threw me (suprise #2:) a b-day party for me the following weekend..As I told them earlier I didnt want a big party this year, only the closest ones around me would be the best..all they told me was to be ready on Saturday at 19pm and they will pick me up..So they took me to this gorgeous Libanese restaurant Cornichet in Kungsholmen..The night began with a delicious dinner serving warm&cold Meze dishes along with diffrent bbq meat. Absolutely great service from the staff and they had a belly dance show as well.
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…Later on, we went to Ambasseaduer club in Stureplan..the crazy shit begans now..we booked a table but they lost the reservation so had to go though the hazzel of speaking to the manager and etc…later on some other friends from work were going to join us but couldnt get in bcos the assholes bouncers rejected them coz they were too young to get in BUT IN REALITY it was bcos my friends were foreigners..one thing about the clubs in Stockholm is that the age requirement for guys is at least 25 here..girls get easily in just by flashing a smile and some cleavage. Hell I got in the high end clubs since I was 19-20..so the bouncers can be a real dickheads…ONE OF THE MAIN reasons why I dont like go clubbing in Stockholm or Sweden. Never experience that abroad..
ANYWAY back to the story: we ordered alot alot alot alot of alcohol..its quiet whacked how 4 girls by themselves managed to pour in one big bottle of vodka, tequila shots, SEVERAL rounds of Smirnoff Ice in less than 2½hours time.. and guys from the table next to us brought us champagne n stuff as well..it was whacked!!!!…I think the manager of the club was actually shocked to see that for the first time GIRLS payed the bill..…The other 3 gals stayed sober entired night (one thing i could never do when i hit the clubs): they were the designated drivers……In the club, one of my girls flashed her butt in leggings only..HAHAHAHA..(it was one fine butt in case you wonder!!) Sooooo much fun..we were laughing, drinking, generally had a good time…we dance all though the music sucked so bad but WE couldnt care less coz we were together in fabolous mood….Oh man we got so drunk that I cannot remember the last 2 hours of the night after I went out from da club..drunk is not even the right word to describe it: I was smashed!!!Fucking blackouts again…I was told that I was speaking korean,cantonese mixed with english and couldnt even walk straight..hahaha…which probably is true..that tends to happen when I get drunk these days…..baby Alex gave us a ride home and on the way we stopped by some gas station that was opened 24hrs. we ordered some food and we started to grab each other asses bcos fighting over to pay..everytime we go to the gas station to grab something to eat, WE ALWAYS FIGHT for the payment..not fighting not to pay but FIGHTING TO PAY!! fucking blattar…and the next thing I know was, we were over at my place and eating and I started to make phone calls to Korea!!!! I was obviously doing some stupid things..but hell guess it was fun…hahahhaa
anyway..I woke up the day after with a hideous hangover and first thing I did was pouring down a redbull..redbull is my best friend along with some caffein pills and xanax..(just kidding about the xanax but I would love to have some in my stock: GOOD SHITTT)
The fun part is probably my friends calling me and telling me the crazy shit we pulled from the night before and we all start laughing ridiculous over it..ALL I SAY the pics from camera says everything (but I aint showing u all of it). A gal like me have to keep some secrets to herself..
xoxo
Jenny
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