And I am done!

Last night I sat down with glue, gummybears and the newly bought chocolate calender in the kitchen. When I started my mom came and studied my for a while. "What are you doing?" she asked and I explained to her, she laughed and told my cousin, Y, (that temporarily lives with us), she's 14 and of course she wanted to see this.

Y: Why are you doing this?
Me: Revenge, what else?
Y: What if he gets mad?
Me: *shrugs* So?
Y: hm... What if he gets sad and you make him cry?
Me: He's 25, if he cries because there's no chocolate in 4 of 24 boxes then he deserves it.
Y: Did he make you cry?
Me: No, why?
Y: Then you're being mean to him.
Me: Okay, if you're trying to make me feel bad then go away or else, help me. What you wanna do?
Y: No no! I'm helping you!

And she helped me and had two chocolates each, we had pretty fun doing it.

Y: So, what's next?
Me: I'm putting this in a envelope and on Friday you're gonna go to the mailbox and send it for me.
Y: Okay, then what?
Me: Then we wait til he calls me and asks me if I'm the one who sent the calender.
Y: And you say?
Me: I say "Yes, and I licked on all the chocolates!"
Y: Did you?
Me: No
Y: Then why say so?
Me: *shrugs* I'm a bitch, do I need a reason for some things that I do?

Of course this is where my mom comes back into the kitchen.

Mom: Sooo.. All this work, how in love are you in this guy?
Me: What? None, I'm revenging - you don't know what an ass he is.
Mom: What do you think, Y?
Y: She hates him, she wrote F U on the note with the rhyming.
Mom: So, you're gonna send this to him?
Me: Yes?
Mom: You can't get him to come here and get it?
Me: You want me to ask a guy I never met to come to my house? What kind of example would I be to Y if I did that?
Mom: What kind of example are you setting now?
Y: That she's the coolest ever!
Me: See? I'm good influence.. Btw, he can't know it's from me until he reads the note on no24.


So, tomorrow Y will send my gift. Awesome :D

Saturday-night

I'm off to see Z's new place with S and maybe my brother's gonna tag along - if not, well, what kind of girl would I be if I said no to a girl's night and gossiping?

My chocolate-calender-revenge is going according plans though I'm not sending it until later in the week, D Steyn helped me refine my evil plans so hopefully it will be more than a success.

Sorry, just dropped by to make sure you all knew I was alive. Byes to ya all!

Molly,
Over and Out!

Evil plans of mine

"You gotta step up your game to make it to the top so go, GO"


And that's exactly what I'm gonna do, the 6th November I ended up talking to my own personal Edward Cullen for three hours, we discussed, argued and got to know each other better.


Explanation of my evil plan:
He told me that he loves chocolate-calenders, it's for Christmas and in every box - 1 to 24 - you find one, tasty bit of chocolate. (Yes, we celebrate Christmas 24th December on Christmas Eve) The last couple of years they started making a Haribo-calender and Haribo is the company that makes delish gummybears. He said he had been in the store when he had seen one of these and he got upset - A calender without chocolate?!?! So, as a revenge, he opened up no24 and ate the gummybear.

My evil plan:
I will buy a chocolate-calender, open it in a way where you can't tell that it's been open. I'm gonna trade the chocolates from no6 - no23 to gummybears. This means that the first 5 will be the tasty chocolate.

On no24 I'm gonna leave a note. (Please note that this is written in Swedish and that is why it doesn't rhyme perfectly)

"Remember, remember the 6th of November, this is for those who never got no24 in a Haribo-calender
This is my revenge"

Two things can happen.

1. He opens the calender as it is supposed to; box 1 on December 1. Box 2 on December 2 and so on. He won't notice my practical joke until the 6th day.
Or
2. He will open the whole thing the same day as he gets it and he notice it instantly.


Either way, I don't care. I still had my laugh :D

All the single ladies!

Yeah, Saturday-night I had my first taste of single-life and I guess I could get used to this - free drinks, getting compliments and get invited to after-parties.

So, I was walking towards my friend when I passed three guys and one of them said hi. I stopped, looked at them and thought "yeah, why not?" and started talking to them.

One of them grabbed my arm. "Hey, you got a tattoo! You like tattos?". This was one of those situations where I had to swallow my sarcasm.

That's when I noticed that he had his arms full of tattoos and he even had one on his neck. I told him about my brother being a tattoo-artist and this guy was actually pretty nice.

I asked him about the tattoos and he explained that all of them where inspired from the vikings. I was a little shocked since it was pretty clear that this guy wasn't entirely Swedish - dark hair, dark eyes and smooth skin in a shade darker than mine. (In a fewer words - He was hot) But his Swedish was as flawless as mine, he had a Swedish name and he was studying to become a teacher.

He was actually pretty cool and he asked me out for a coffee.

I said no, though. Stupid I know.