jennylundquist

Right now, I mean like right right now, I’m sitting looking at the computer screen.
I’m trying to figure out what I want to write in this blog I actually forced myself to start, but I got no luck.
All I really want to do right now is wait for the hours to pass, for the clock to get to a suitable bedtime and for tomorrow to finally come.
What’s happening tomorrow you ask yourself?
Or you probably don’t and just reads this cus its well, pretty pathetic.
Well, I´ll just pretend you really wanna know.
So tomorrow..
I’m going home.
Finally.
After spending a, what I think is, long time at my parents. (came here friday night. This friday night.)
But I want to be in Gothenburg.
And now, eager as you all are to know absolutely EVERYTHING about my very much interesting life, and I mean like EVERY detail, like EVERY FREAKING DETAIL PEOPLE, I will now have mercy and kill your curiosity.
I really miss my boyfriend:(
BAM!
GASP*
FAINTINGS*
PANICATTACS*
I haven’t seen him in like... so many hours. and that’s just not working for me.
I have to have constant hugging contact to him, or Ill just drop down as dead as all the animals you weird people eat.
Now you think: WHY THE HELL IS SHE SAYING THAT!? (P.s I am not a mind reader. I’m just really good. d.s)
And I will not disappoint you, dearest readers, so I will answer with as much dignity as I can muster.
I DO NOT EAT THINGS WITH FACES!
I do eat fish though, but there not as cute as cows and pigs and stuff, so that’s okej.
Now you´ll think, OMG THIS WOMAN IS SO DISCRIMINATING!

*BEEP* (<--- that is my wrong sound. You know, those sounds you got in like Jeopardy and who wants to be a millioner and stuff. Yeah, I got one too. I’m a VIP yoo...)

Yeah. so I’m not discriminating.
Moving on.

Do you know what’s ironic?
*all my 5 million readers: " no jenny, what ironic?"*
You guys know who Alexander Rybak is?
The Norwegian guy? The one who cheated in Eurovision Song Contest (no, I’m still not over it) and accidently won?
The, hurts to admit, really cute one who kinda looks like a puppy?
Ima find a picture.. wait
There!



I hate him.

And now, scroll down on my blog.
Just do it, and look at the picture I added a few days ago of me and my pumpkin.

*GASPS ARE HEARD WORLDWIDE*

My boyfriend looks like Alexander Rybak!!!
Like OH MA GUUD (that’s how I say it, no hating please)
But well, the looks are the only thing in common with them, and hmm biggest difference between the two must be the fact that well, Ryan is awesome and Rybak is Norwegian, enough said.
That is kinda discriminating though, and racist, but well, sooorrreeeey, but the sound of Rybaks fiddle just isn’t working for me. Maybe its too small. AMEN

Its 21.45 now.
Only 2 hours until I can go to bed and not feel bad about it.

What else should I write about?

Umm......

Yeah my brain is as dead as the fur of the adorable and once upon a time happy animals you people wear!
If someone throws red color or something very sticky on you, then I’ll be the little girl laughing a evil laugh behind that persons back.



Goodnight lovers, haters, unknown sisters and lost brothers.
Sweet dreams, may Peter Pan creep inside your windows and creepishly look at you while you peacefully sleep.