TL;DR

I guess some of you are wondering where I am. The answer is quite simple: I'm not dead, unfortunately I don't have a functioning camera to prove it. Maybe I should open a bank account, where you all can send me a little something to help me to buy an inspiring Nikon or an iPhone, because these days we all know that Instagram beats professional photography.

Meanwhile, I'll try to keep myself busy at university, I'm enjoying the examination week right now. My biggest hope is to start studying in Stockholms Universitet this autumn. I've filed an application and now I just have to wait (they said that my marks are a bit low, really?). Sadly I'm not going to the UK anytime soon, because luckily my Mister is coming home next week and staying until May. I guess it's kind of weird to be together that long. Who am I kidding, it's going to be fucking great.

In April we have a plan to go to Amsterdam. Reggie is there and she might move to London this autumn. So I need to see her ( görlfrieeend!).We were there same time last year, a great tradition I might say. 

Most of the people around me are giving birth, so I don't understand why are they constantly saying that the birth rate is too low. Don't worry, I'm not pregnant nor anywhere near it (sex is not my best friend), but I became an aunt! Lovely new title. 

I've managed to cut down drinking (I haven't seen Karl a long time)- my health is not even funny anymore. Occasionally I drink, but if it's not vodka, there's no effect, apart from I pee hundred times more often. The other day me and Sam went out to KuKu klubi. It was the first time I was there sober, nice place I have to say. 

Maybe I'll start thinking about owning a driving license. Before in my life I was too drunk to need them. 

Never have I ever wrote this long. I thought that maybe some of you are interested. I guess I'm making big changes in my life: theatre is drifting away and international relations are kicking in. Really? I'm not sure. Thinking about it? Yes. (I do love history, but Tallinn University sucks donkey balls)

Now to the business. I've been spending a lot of time and money on eBay. Today I got a parcel from England - I order all my stuff to my home in UK and my boyfriend sends them to me. He also added extra something, so do not think that if you buy a dress from eBay you get an extra vinyl, pencils and candy.

tl;dr

My perfect collection consists now three vinyls. A long way to go:

To wake-up my artsy self:

Sainsbury's! - I have weird favourites:

This is the joy from eBay. A lot more to come:

Hugs

My Mister's birthday

My Mister is back in town. Besides being stupidly happy about it, I'm truly relaxed because of the Spa treatment we had the other day. Imagine me floating in the pool like a retard with swimming help kit - pure joy.

He also had the chance to play records on Friday at Hoov. He is completely in his own element right now.

Yesterday we had a celebration on behalf of  my Mister turning 21. He will be in England on the actual date, which is rather wrong, so we had a earlybird party. Last year I arrange a surprise party for him . 

HAPPY BIRTYDAY, you bloody loveable boy:

A bunch of really good people came by, too bad that some of them are away right now (You all were greatly missed):

As it was the Eurovision night and we had friends there preforming, it was essential for us to watch it. Let me say, it was an utter disappointment. Liis, August and Rabbit - you had our votes, but now we have to "Listen" Ott. 

The lyric-writing skills:

Eurovision is serious sports. No joke;

Sometimes you need a little boost:

Aside from a birthday party we also had laundry day:

He was thinking about how bothersome it is to know me, everything he does ends up in this blog. So sorry:

Yes, I cared to take a little drink after a long time. As you can see I'm surprised myself:

It feels great to have an older beau. I've cut back my dating a jailbait fetiš:

Me and Rando were playing the I Have Never game and others were quite amused:

Of course a proper party needs proper shoes:

Let this stay between you and me - my Mister had a Beyonce's record on his computer. Wicked tunes, innit:

Sometimes it needs to be checked:

Sven looks like a pretty decent boy here:

Triin came by, but she left to have an all-nigher at EKA. Oh, those fashion students:

A friend in need, is a friend indeed;

Girls are judging something with their cruel eyes. It seems that they aren't easily impressed:

"The food is gone...

....oh, wait. There are some cookies left":

Keep calm and carry on, Harri is still single (I think);

Mount Kimbie - Maybes 

I'm glad I've found my spot:

The true patriot:

Sometimes you need to filter it down:

She had to catch an early flight back to Stockholm. See you soon, Melissa.

*giggle*

One drunk fruit:

Sam's haircut makes him fierce:

We were all safe:

Oh, well:

Kaur is a serious listener:

The sweetie pie:

"Ooooooott"

 Fred and Wilma showing the guest out after a good party:

Our hyperkid:

He is sensual even without his kitten (who is totes cute btw):

I love birthdays. I can't wait mine:

Thank you all for coming. And thank you Mikk for the cool pictures. 

Minu kodumaa, niiiiiiiiiiii ilus

All I ever post about these past few weeks is some random lowtech fashion shows and nothing else. It seems I live my life rather modestly when my Mister is not around, even for me the Valentine's day was Single Awareness day. This week my Honey-Boo-Boo is back in town (caps lock needed). 

Another thing is: I really miss living in England, because spring is the most beautiful time there. We have just snow here, yes. I really must stop bitching about the weather, it's all we ever talk about.

I know that this is a rather wuss duckface, but I'm slowly getting there:

Tried to do the classic Swedish hair bun, but only 30% of my hair is reaching there. Y U NO GROW?!:

 Can you tell that my eyesight has become blurry? Tomorrow I have my doctor appointment, it's time to stop mocking the blind with 0-glasses:

Fuck the snow. He + Tallinn = a beautiful sight that can't be seen very often:

I'm scared of swans, they give me the creeps:

Midsummer in Eastern-Europe:

It's been a pleasure to be so busy this week. On Friday we are going to a SPA and we are celebrating Kaur's birthday the whole week. Life's good right now.

The zoo

I'm truly sick right now. Nonetheless, I'm happy for the art of sending letters, which is quite vintage, don't you say?  My friends from Liverpool (Chester to be more specific) sent me a "Merry Christmas" card, you think they are a bit late? I think they are just environment friendly, because this is the right thing to do instead of throwing Christmas cards out like rubbish. The other one is from Papa Meerkat to say that he is arriving soon. I'll be waiting all of you! 

My mister is coming home on Wednesday. I can't bloody wait!

My apologies, I have to puke now (I'm not pregnant or anything, just saying).