countdown easteurope..

.. 7 scandinavians and 1 american (almost a swede) are going to share a room at a hostel in bratislava for the weekend.. to be continued..

and to all you going to oktoberfest in munich.. get wasted on good beer.. and dont forget that the uni starts next week!

/the russians at raab

fight of the hairdo's... and donts

the guy on top is the only guy who can carry off wearing a mullet. end of story. whoever thought russians could be sexy? though sophie, im terribly afraid to say, your ex boyfriend doesnt make it very far in that smashing haircut of his.

and gunther, thats just national shame... although... not as bad as the ever so racist "doctor bombay". calicalicuttacuttacutta...

/the graaf sisters and the rest of swedens export

it's all about the attitude..

.. and some sexy facial expressions.. after that you shouldn't worry however you'll succeed or not. but... of course a german accent or/and a nice old mullet may help.. and clapp, u r wearing too much clothes! next time i'll get back to sweden i'll buy you a sleezy sweater, like the one above, very swedish.. very scary.. very gunther..

otherwise i think u done a great job, the lips are perfect and the attitude.. awesome.. you get 9 of 10.. keep it like that..

now im going to study some german grammar.. and plan majas trip to linz.. yes gal.. u r coming.. i'll pay for u if u'll bring with u all my aest t-shirts.. even the hot yellow one.

/the gunther groupies

last nite..

.. we were downtown drinking beer (bernie, jared, can, jens and i).. really nice.. and we were talking about u mazza! nej, han är ingen uggla.. bara nästan:p

btw, im still waiting for sweden vs england p. 3, i do have some expectations so you better do a good job.. you can always show some tesco value food..

the question of the week is: are we going to the oktoberfest in munich or not? or should we have our own in salzburg? hmmmpff..

gonna get high on coffee now, ihhhhhha.. and cris is probably coming pretty soon.. puss!

a bientot!
/ian curtis

i saw him 2nite.. åhhh willoughby...

.. just got home from A1.. Linz equivalence to cocktail/l'opera.. but a good place to be tho if u dont want to get too drunk since a drink hardly contain any alcohol. but to get to the point. maja and cris, i saw him!! the man of our dreams.. who walks around on the streets of linz (hopefully not 2gether with the ratman).

but... but.. i do have to make u 2 disappointed, he's at the very best 18 years old .. like the kiddos at alberrys/the works/the venue/everywhere in sweet canterbury. ok, he told me that he's much older but.. i do have some experience about that:p

going to sleep now, excursion tomorrow to another random place in this country.. hope "the westie" wont come with us.

bonne nuit mes amis.. und viel spass morgen!

/the squirrel feat. the summer of 69 aka sophie

ps: hope you guys will come here anyway.. je suis desolee ms il y a d'autres mecs..

24 years old..

.. now im as old as maja.. hoho, just kidding, maja is slightly less than 17 and she'll always stay that age. but i do think 24 is a good age, cus i like even numbers.. it s kind of important for me. so tonight we are having a teuf at the 5th floor, i gonna wear my new h&m dress.. it s gonna be good.. hmm.. hmm.. no comments..

anyway, sunday we went downtown (jens, sandra, jared and i) and we also meet up with eeva and irina over some mini-coffees.. a very nice afternoon.. even if we (or jared) got in troubles with the famous/notorious rat-man who walks around on the streets of linz.. if u dont pay attention he might put his rat on your shoulder..

monday, yesterday. went downtown with the girls.. and of course i ended up at h&m where i bought my new black/golden dress. i love h&m.. im such a proud patriot! anyway, the funny story of the day was my lunch. we went to (according to me) a really nice restaurant and i got filles crepes (since im a sort of vegetarian) and... listen now... the dish was topped with fryed bacons!! a vegetarian dish!! i did try to talk to the waitress but she never got my problem.. she just said that i could put it away if i didnt want it.. ahhhhhhh.. this is madness.. anyway, ill never go there again and you shouldnt neither. you might end up with boiled bananas on your beef or something similar.. austrian style.

have to go back to my homeworks now, classes in 1h.. urkburk. kisses to u all..
maja, komsi komsi.. come in the middle of october.. ive pasta, coffee and wine..

/the birthdaygirl

it's all about bananas

ah sexy germans... but why is cedric in the middle pic?!! the guy at the very right... is he spying on you?
ill write quickly cos i have to run to tesco before they close and im out of anything edible; nice is a very nice place (that never gets boring to say) and both me and cris the illegal 3rd worlder would like to stay, tho partnership might save her from returning to model land brazil where noone eats bananas in public, but its not gonna save me from canterbury... unless i have a transfer to sao paolo university. of course to be accepted id have to have leg surgery to meet the brazilian standards of being at least as tall as 1.80...
so while cris was working i generally spent my days at the place above, hotel negresco where cris lives, on any cobbly beach or strolling around pretending to be rich... at least if you are entering la fayette, or they r gonna kick you out. evenings we went to nice bars with abba-relics and lecherous old men, and we did by all means meet ricky martin at a gay bar, together with his friend bignose, they were however probably not a gay couple.
one evening we went to dinner with cristianes neighbour giorgo who is an italian gentleman at 65+ who told us about the truths of life, such as white hair being sexy on men and not on women (no need to mention giorgio was as white as a poodle) and that women are like bananas; "plus sonos matures, plus sonos putanas" (excuse my italian! what do you expect?!)
now that women would get sluttier as they get older im not gonna say anything about, but lay off the poor bananas! when was the last time you saw a slutty banana? and more interestingly, why do they get sluttier as they get old? maybe theres some really perverted explanation to this one that i dont want to know.
then dear giorgo took us to eat boob-enhancing icecream. what a gentlemen, ey! tho that might be something for the marketing department...
so, tell interesting stories from arnold land! i really wont have a lot to write from now on... apart from maybe some adventurous trip to tesco... or even to asda on a crazy day.
PUSS PUSS
/halliday who gets sexier and sexier avec l'age

there were a party on the fifth floor last night..

.. and of course we were all there and we were drinking and drinking.. and some other things. we started the evening by going to "hofer".. my new favourite low-price shop after netto. i bought 3 bottles of wine and i thought that would be enough for the whole week.. but no no no.. even though i started the night by drinking wine from jens.. the 3 winebottles ended up empty in the end. but ive to say that im a really generous person (at least when the wine costed 1.50euros each) so i didnt drink it by my own...

so, i cant complain over my first days here.. and i do study.. sometimes.. i mean, i spoke some german before.. et en plus, the real studies starts in 3 weeks.. hmm..

btw, maja.. hows nice? we wanna know! dis-moi ma petite..

so, have to leave now.. a bunch of people are going to the lake tonight.. to watch the stars and drink beers.. and make out with each other!?

prost!
/annso

ich wohne in einem knast..

.. und hier ist mein zimmer.. (my room.. before the ikea trip)

so, arrived in linz, austria yesterday. going to ikea now so i dont have time to write, but were going out tonight (and the american lads are having a party..:p) so ill put up some pics tomorrow.. or the day after;)

gros bisous
/sophie

clash of the titans

ok, sorry bout the depressed post, but it just hit me kinda hard with the whole egghead-thing. i mean, this show gave me meaning and direction in life. now the westie is dead together with michael landon.. but the show must go on.. so.. good to hear about the fickkalender, i knew the germans were meticulous and liked planning, but that they put down sex in their calender was news... well you never know, it might come in handy! now that u r going to meet gregor, amadeus, arnold, and hitlers sexy grandchildren (oops... will the site get shut down because of that? remains to see!)
the question of the day is otherwise who is sexier; A or B. me and sophie sorta disagree on this one. send your votes online, it only costs 5 pounds, and if you're the lucky chosen one you could win a date with john parker at the cathedral at night.
/nietschze

oh no, oh no

the only thing i can really say is... they dont show eggheads any more. the world is ending.

jajaja.. das ist immer gut

1 week left. im going to explore a new country, im going to ski during the whole winder season, im going meet people that are more or less at my age, im going meet guys that are born earlier than -85, i dont have to go to venue every single weekend and i dont have to walk around with fear for the simple simons people.. or should i say, the evil santa or john parker! (but john just fancy young foreigner guys.. so you are safe). So.. varför (why) am i so jealous at you maja!? does it have something to do with the mouse in our house? (yes, pavla.. its still there) or that you, not me, are going to be able to watch eggheads every single afternoon? (i still think that the old white-haired lady looks like a white westie (the netto dog).

Ok, that was all for the moment.. have to start packing now.. by the way, got an email from my austrian mentor.. the mentors are austrian students who are helping the erasmus students in the beginning. anyway, the point is what he wrote in the end of the email:

”ann-sophie, dont forget to bring your “fickkalander”

.. i think he is a nice fella, but you have to know that ”ficka” means pocket in swedish but in german it means something else.. but maybe ill need one;-)

/sophie and her fuck-calander..