Actually, this whole weekend is just fucked up.
Kind of reminds me of the ones i used to have back in the days.
Yesterday was mine and my mom's annual shopping day. As always we went to Copenhagen with one thing on our mind - to buy what is not to be found anywhere else but in the heart of C.
The day was successful and the night was Wow.
At 5 p.m a fashion show started in one of the biggest malls. Of course, we had V.I.P access where champagne and snacks were offered. As good as the Champagne tasted, as good were our seats. In front of the runway, but not too close. After the show was over, we did some late night shopping to later on with killing feet take the train home.
And God i'm glad we had our car at the train station. Because the bus would've not worked for me this time.
But whats so surprising was that i was in Denmark, a friday night without partying and i came home in a decent hour. That's worth a golden medal. It has never happened before.
And the worst part is that its saturday and i still don't have any plans on getting wasted and doing crazy stuff.
Am i growing up?
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