Diary of Whatever

Spent the night watching chick flicks with the flatmate. We've gone from raging at the arseholeness of some characters to falling in love with the romanticism of others. We've also felt like we've had big slaps on the face whilst watching He's Just Not That Into You. I have known the points mentioned in the film since I was about 11, but being reminded about reality is still harsh. We finished it off with a true fairytale and naturally, we're now listening to gay Disney songs. And all along we had the comfort of two good friends of ours, Ben and Jerry, to keep us sweet when the scenes turned sour. It's been a great night.

Now, we would like Patrick Dempsey to come and do this in front of our building:

We live on the 2nd floor and have big windows - it's plausible. She can have him though, I just wanna watch for amusement.

I'm wondering, Would you like someone to do that to you or would you be mortified if they did? Is it romantic or cringeworthingly embarrassing?

Better go and get some sleep, tomorrow is going to be rather busy. And look out for a drunken yet ever so legible post at 4am or something - it seems to be turning into a rule...

Love,

Mon xx

Some dude just rang my bell. Usually, when I'm not expecting anyone, I don't even bother answering the door. But as we have the safety of intercoms, I decided to check who it was. "Bla bla bla, bla bla bla, bla bla bla, danke." Hmm. "Err, um..." *hangs up*

He could've been some sort of meter checker guy, but I didn't feel like taking the risk. I'm not gonna let some guy inside my building, nevermind into my apartment. And besides, he could've been a Jehovah's Witness and I intend on going out in a minute.

It's 27C out there. My tan is starting to show, my skin's glowing from all the fruit and water I've been having and I feel good. And I feel like stalking Agyness again so I'm gonna go for a little wander and try to catch some fashion shows and look at amazing clothes I can't afford...

This time last year I was getting my hair done for the prom. Can't believe how quickly this year has gone and how much things have changed. Sometimes I wake up and think "Oh God, I really do live in Berlin." It's becoming less scary and more exciting, though. I'm settling in and can really enjoy this experience now.

Have a song that reminds me of this time last year:

Have a nice day everyone!

Have the best exhibition ever, mum. Wish I was there to support you as always. You're the best artist and teacher in the world, don't worry about anything!

Love,

Mon xx

So, went to the dentist today. Big step, doing something like that in my new country. My flatmate took me, which was really sweet. One hour, a lot of drilling noise and 70 euros later, I had perfectly shiny, healthy teeth. Hurrah! I saved tons by doing it here instead of England. And the fact that the lady didn't speak English helped a lot, I mean, I have no idea what she said she was going to do but if I had I bet I would've ran out of the room.

Can't eat now. Kinda want a Big Mac, or even bigger veggie burger, just like I did after my op when I couldn't open my mouth. You can't do it, so naturally, you want to. Hmmm, burgers. Wonder if I can chew with only one side of my mouth and not let any food touch the other tooth... I was joking when I told the nurse that I was gonna make a milkshake of my dinner and then drink it with a straw, but she thought it was a brilliant idea and said I should do that. Great. Milkshook Vietnamese food, anyone?

Numb kisses and ineluctable slobber,

Mon xx

I used to have a girl crush on her. So when I saw her on the train the other day, I nearly had a heart attack. I wanted to scream like a teenage girl who's just seen a Backstreet Boy, but I managed to contain myself and not say anything. I just stared at her until she left the train.

Here she is:

xx

I was a drummer in a punk rock band. I had short, red, flicky hair and our band was called Nervosa. I tried playing guitar and bass too, but the drums made more noise. When I listen to music, I still tap my feet to the beat of the drums.

I have a dark brown little freckle on my toe.

The lie was 1: I don't have black hair. My hair is actually quite light, but I dye it darker every now and then, cos it goes quite brightly red...

Mon x