Welcome to the East side, we have cookies

Aye, I feel so much better now. I think buying a bed 

really improved my quality of life here in Sweden. 

Anyhow, I have some unfinished business to take care of, thus it is time for last bits of my vacation. Besides Italy and two big birthday parties I chilled with gööörlfriends and family. Sometimes I just ate crisps under the blanket completely alone. No shame there!

TERVETULUA TALLINNA!

My friend Marta is bombass.

Her favourite colours are light and dark black:

Being a tourist at my home:

Can't swear that much here, 

people understand all the naughty stuff that Swedes don't:

Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte are having a dinner

and talking about how dicks their boyfriends are:

Saddest puppy eyes...cannot resist...force too strong...:

"Noku nullib kõik":

I have a secret that I just want to scream out loud on the tallest rooftop

but I caaaaan't:

*between these two pictures I was in Italy*

Straight from the airport to Kopli, to my Golden Girls.

The Japanese tourist, the French girl and Miss Myfriends Areidiots:

Feeling like we are on the bus 32:

They are going to kill me,

but bloody hell how amazing we are:

My cucumber drink brings all the girls to the yard:

Pants are rippin',

the girls are trippin':

*It might have happened that I arrived home completely drunk and Fred had some hilarious conversation with me at 3am*

The next day the boyfriend took her hangover girlfriend to restaurant Controvento.

My pulse returned after a good meal and sexy company:

Visit Estonia.

No seriously, just do it:

A meet-up with my Parisian married woman,

we were mean lean gossip machines (no shame):

This fall fashion trend,

Girlfriend Backpack 3000:

Hüvä vänälinnassa:

Half the face all numb and no control over my tongue after a dentist appointment =

perfect time to test this new fancy restaurant out:

I think it was good however I didn't feel my tongue and all the information went lost:

Trying to find an apartment to buy:

My friend sucks hard:

*then I escaped to the countryside*

Dad being all lazy

(actually Crocs Fall 2016 ad campaign):

Pärnu late nights:

Pärnu daytime:

Fred and Tibi:

Can't speak, must pick mushrooms:

My last day of summer well spent:

The perfect combo of friends, family and alone-time.

#RESTonia

Back in Stockholm. One side is crying and the other is smiling.

I usually don't write long texts, but when I do...TL;DR.

The vacation is suddenly over, I HAD THE BEST VACATION EVER!

I took the ferry back to Stockholm (haven't I suffered enough??! I hate boats). Luckily Fred came with me to help me move, although sadly he went back the same evening, what a wonderful Stockholm cruise I must say. Of course I cried at the harbour like a little girl, he walking away was shit fuck horrible. Holding the tears back makes it always worse and those red eyes on my way back home on the metro weren't fooling anyone. I can be independent woman while loving someone from the bottom of my heart, bääh.

I have such bipolar feelings towards being back here. As the weather is surprisingly nice, I quickly took a stroll around the town. I love Stockholm! I do-I do-I do!  Never gets boring, always something to do, keeps on delivering. However my new room is completely empty, it is just cardboard boxes, air-mattress and I (as of now, I have a new friend Internet Connection). Does not feel home at all, I seriously must buy some furniture. Today was the first day back at work, which felt super nice. Everyone hugging me and welcoming back, one girl even said that she seriously missed me. YEAH! I have friends *cries a little*. Actually tomorrow my dear friend from Germany is coming for a visit, a cure to take my mind off of things (and help to carry all the furniture I am going to buy muhahahhahahaaa!). Also I booked tickets to London. Life is not bad after all. Why can't I stop crying?! Is there something in my eye? I need a vodka shot.

#BlameItOnTheHormones

I HOPE YOU'RE NOT HAVING FUN WITHOUT ME!:

Back in Lago and Arrivederci Italy! (4/4)

I cannot even describe how amazing trip it was, money well spent. Italy just took my heart and ran away with that piece of shit *checks the Italian language courses as she is writing this*. I understood even more how much I love Erik and Laura, why we no live in the same country?!? Don't get me even started with Fred...I LOVE YOU MORE THAN GELATO! 

So it is quite appropriate to end the Italy chapters on my last day of vacation. As I am on my way to Stockholm covered with winter garments it is so bloody nice to look back on the bikini weather and lack of clothes. The last chapter of Italy is named "And then there was three" because Fred left us a bit earlier and continued his holiday in Helsinki airport. Erik, Laura and I went back to Como to do some gym, tan and laundry.

The future is so bright it burns our eyes:

Two whales on the streets of Saronno:

The best twist of Italy:

"A minute on your lips

lifetime on your hips...aaaaah fuck it":

Embrace yourselves – an accident on a mountainous road means hours of complete standstill.

Luckily the car near us listened Linkin Park feat. Jay Z and in the end it doesn't even matter:

We arrived back to Como, where Fred and I began our Italy trip.

Such much wow place, must show Erik & Laura:

I know size does not matter, however we were spoiled with big balconies

and our new apartment had a teeny-weeny one:

The Pope says: "Oki-doki":

NII ILUS VÄÄ?!:

The girls being all pretty 

(Laura has her chastity belt key with):

Mr.Torbik on vacation:

Then the Mister took the ladies to a Fish restaurant.

Where do the fish live? *points to the Como lake*:

3 litres of vino later...:

Walking home 50 meters was drunk while being tough *hic*.

Cosmos:

The next day the girlfriends went to a SPA:

1.Ready...

2....set...

3....STARFISH!

The moment before I read on wikipedia how deep is lake Como.

A girl who cannot swim, shouldn't be that happy:

Ciao amico!:

*insert words here, I'm breathless*

Sadly it was time to fly over the Alps, back home again:

The story of the North Pole: