50 facts about me

This needs no introduction

  1. I hate commercial breaks on TV
  2. I love books more than people
  3. If I could live on chocolate I would
  4. I am afraid of heights
  5. I spend too much time on the Internet
  6. I enjoy people-watching
  7. My friend calls me the flirt
  8. My favourite colour is teal
  9. I do not like my natural hair colour
  10. My favourite word is wicked
  11. My favourite animal is a hippo
  12. My name is Stine and I am a shopaholic
  13. I love making lists
  14. My favourite tea is herbal
  15. My favourite place in London is Covent Gardens
  16. I once met the Danish Crown Princess
  17. I really like One Direction and I am not going to apologise for it
  18. The best series ever must be Orange is the new black
  19. I have an addiction to beauty products
  20. I drink more white wine than water
  21. I am double jointed
  22. I am not a fan of pastel colours
  23. The only shoes I can wear without ruining them are Nike Frees (any model)
  24. I was born with a crooked hip
  25. There is nothing worse than bad internet connection
  26. I am slightly addicted to flavoured sparkling water
  27. I will eat (nearly) anything with pasta in it
  28. My favourite makeup brand is MAC
  29. I have no boundaries
  30. I enjoy cuddling
  31. I pretend my life is really interesting on instagram (just like everyone else)
  32. I am terrible at parking
  33. I am good at making pancakes
  34. Would rather have a few close friends than many random ones
  35. My favourite drink is Tequila Sunrise
  36. I like baking but rarely do it
  37. I like cooking too
  38. I binge play The Sims too often
  39. I want to be a journalist
  40. I have broken the screen on my phone twice
  41. Would rather have a flat with a balcony than a house with a garden
  42. I LOVE BERRIES
  43. I am a huge fan of terrible reality-TV
  44. My first proper kiss was a horrible mistake
  45. I want to be a mother someday
  46. I really fancy politics
  47. I do not like to exercise
  48. I want long hair but cannot be bothered to wait for it to grow
  49. I have a thing for bags
  50. Half my wardrobe is black the other half is white #monochrome

Hope to see you around here again

Stine xx

“Hvordan du får huen” – en guide

HVORDAN DU FÅR HUEN

–       En overlevelsesguide til gymnasiet.

Kære purunge kommende 1.g’er.

TILLYKKE! Du har klaret dig gennem minimum 10 års skolegang, og jeg kan love dig, at det ikke blive lettere herfra. Så op med hovedet, ret ryggen og smil.

Gymnasiet virker måske skræmmende og stort. Fyldt med nye mennesker, lærer og nogle steder en lettere underlig duft af noget, som er svært at sætte ord på. Men bare rolig, der er (sikkert) ingen der bider.

Du har nok brugt meget tid på at tænke over, hvordan det nu skal gå – om det overhovedet kommer til at gå – for du vil jo så gerne klare dig godt. Du er fuld af håb, forventning, glæde og iver. I hvert fald den første uges tid. Så begynder hverdagen at melde sig. Lange skoledage, kolde efterårsaftener, tonsvis af afleveringer og en afvisning fra den nuttede 2.g’er, som ellers kiggede sødt på dig til sidste fredagscafé.

Bare rolig! Mist ikke modet! Her er en 101 overlevelsesguide til gymnasiet.

1.G: Få en god start

Lad os starte med det kedelige:

  • Husk nu at lave dine afleveringer – når du først er kommet bagud med en, kommer du hurtigt bagud med to, tre, fire, fem, sytten.
  • Vær den kedelige stræber elev og tag noter i timerne. Tro mig, jeg lyver ikke, når jeg siger, at du vil klappe dit 1.g-jeg på skulderen, når du står overfor A-fags eksamen om 2 år, og har et hav af dejlige notater.
  • Kom i skole. Selvom din seng er varm, selvom det er mørkt om morgnen, selvom din hund har tisset på badeværelsesgulvet, selvom din cykel er punkteret, selvom busserne holder stille, selvom et træ er væltet ned for an din hoveddør, og selvom alt dette sker på én gang, så forsøg i det mindste at dukke op. Bare det meste af tiden. For din egen skyld.
  • Deltag i timerne. Bare ræk hånd op 1-3 gange på en time. Så lærerene kender dit navn. Det giver bedre karakterer.

Og nu til det sjove:

  • Hvis du har lyst, så meld dig ind i en forening eller et udvalg. Men du behøver ikke. Bare fordi alle de “seje” børn er med i det, betyder det ikke, at det er sejt.
  • Party like there is no tomorrow. Men lad være med at være den person, som går kold på toilettet inden DJ’en har spillet sang nr. 5.
  • Vær imødekommende. Du behøver ikke være venner med alle, men det er som regel ret sjovt at få nogle nye venner hen ad vejen.
  • Kys med alle dem, som kysses kan og kysses vil. Medmindre de har forkølelsessår. That shit is nasty.
  • Opfør dig tosset og barnligt – når du skal være moden og voksen 3.g’er er det for sent (måske).

2.G: Nu begynder det at spidse til

Du føler måske, du har godt styr på det, men:

  • Husk at forventningerne og niveauet stiger.
  • Der er mange flere afleveringer – MANGE flere
  • Lange skoledage er meget mere sandsynlige – slikautomaten bliver din ven, så husk din pung.
  • Du skal træffe beslutninger om valgfag – måske er det en god idé at overveje, hvad du gerne vil blive til. Det er træls at bruge 3.g på differentielregning, hvis du i virkeligheden gerne vil læse til dansklærer (men hvem vil også det?)
  • Nyd din studietur – det er noget af det fedeste ved hele gymnasiet.
  • Fest, fest, fest, fest, fest. Du fylder helt sikkert 18, medmindre du er meget ung, så udnyt det!
  • Bliv ved med at tage noter – du er så dygtig, og du kommer til at klare dig så godt.
  • Lad være med at frygte eksamen – sensorer kan lugte frygt, og de er klar til at angribe.

3.G: Ved vejs ende

Inden du har set dig om går du ind af døren til den sidste første skoledag:

  • Husk nu at nyde det. Det er slut lige om lidt – nej, seriøst, det er slut om, hvad der føles som 5 minutter, så for Guds og din egen skyld NYD DET.
  • Fest lidt mere. Det kan man ikke gøre for meget.
  • Giv den alt du har, du vil blive glad for det.
  • Husk at bestille huen i den rigtige størrelse og farve.
  • Køb noget pænt tøj til galla.
  • Udnyt alle muligheder for vejledning til studievalg, som du kan få – i hvert fald, hvis du er i tvivl.
  • Tag noter, selv i de fag du ikke kan lide – eksamen ligger også lige om hjørnet, og den er en bitch.
  • Skriv en pisse sjov Blå Bog (som ikke er for pinlig).
  • Udnyt din SU. Her en liste over gode ting at købe for SU:

o   Øl
o   Tequila
o   Rom
o   Vodka
o   Gin
o   Vin
o   Whiskey
o   Solbriller
o   Badedyr
o   Petanquesæt
o   Mere tequila
o   Mere øl
o   Koncertbilletter
o   Gaffatape
o   Nytårshatte

  • Flirt en helveds masse med alle
  • Du må gerne være lærens kæledægge – det kan give point i sidste ende.
  • Nyd din studentertid

Så kære purunge 1.g’er. Nu er du officielt klar til at består studentereksamen og gymnasiets ritualer. Du kommer til at klare dig igennem med bravur! Glæd dig til de næste 3 år af dit liv – det bliver for sindssygt!

Kærligst,

Stine Student

Mig til min dimission

Mig til min dimission

Da jeg fik huen på

Da jeg fik huen på

 

 

 

And we danced all night to the best song ever

We were a little stressed out – we did have a biology final the next morning and we had to go to a concert we had been looking forward to for far too long. In the end it all worked out though.

It was right around 1 o’clock pm when we left the flat and headed towards Copenhagen. It was a glorious day – warm and sunny, and we were bursting with anticipation. This was going to be a good one.

We arrived at the stadium (Parken) close to 4 pm after being held in a minor (read major) traffic jam in the city (seriously it was madness). We did not even have to stand in line (we may have been a bit mischievous and skipped a bit of the queue) and once we were in the real fuss begun. We were told to sit down since we had to wait for quite a while but suddenly everyone was moving, and we were standing about 10 meters from the B-scene unable to move an inch.

And so the dehydrating waiting began. Luckily the security handed out water and sugar but it was a hassle to get your hand on – we got 2 cups for 4 people. In total I spotted 4 girls getting carried away passed out before the warm up had even started!

I must admit my fangirling started once McBusted took the stage – I mean these were the boybands of my younger days (for a minute I felt like I was age-appropriate with the other girls in the crowd). We sang along to “Obviously” and “Year 3000” to the best of our ability. Sadly we were left with another round of waiting again – more water was handed out, more girls were passing out up front.

And then it happened. One Direction appeared seemingly out of nowhere and it really blew me away. Not because their vocals put Whitney Houston to shame or because their dance moves were a world champion title worthy. Simply it was because they were standing 10 meters away from me. Moving, smiling, talking. You cannot understand it unless you have felt the same way about an idol. It really is quite special.

I do not really care what any music critic says, I enjoyed it. It was all I had hoped for. Naturally I could easily have been without the deafening screams, pushing fangirls and obnoxious people but I reckon it was part of the package.

We left our spots during “Story of My Life” and went to stand in the back for the final two numbers. This allowed us the opportunity to bust our rehearsed moves for “Best Song Ever” and with that we left. A little annoyed at our fellow fangirls who had to scream every time a 5SOS music video played or the ‘That Moment’ graphic ad came on, a little tired from the long day of waiting, but I was definitely full of good feelings as well (some which were not provoked by the music but rather by the boys and their…frisky dancing).

I still LOVE One Direction but next time (yes, there will be a next time) I go see them, I am sitting down at least until the real music begins.

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Illness 101

I am not feeling too good. As in my throat is acting out, my eyes are redder than after a long night of tequila and I sound like an old car not being able to start. But I have a routine and it promises to get me back on full power in no time.

Here are my best ‘beat-the-illness’-tips:

1. Stay warm.
2. Drink warm things, whether you like tea, coffee, hot chocolate or a mix just drink it as liberally.
3. Watch films. My personal favourite would be any Harry Potter film as I find them extremely healing – you always feel better after a bit of magic.
4. Watch TV-shows. I have a few good ones – both happy and not so happy. Check out Once Upon a Time (more magic) and Hart of Dixie. They really do the job.
5. Listen to music. Preferably your most guilty pleasure and do remember to turn it all the way up.
6. Make people do things for you. It is nice to be cuddled when you feel bad.
7. Read books. I love books – they are the best thing ever. Right now I am reading Dash & Lily´s Book of Dares and so far (p. 30) I like it.
8. Eat Strepsils, Zyx or something of the sort. And do not mind the amount allowed on the box – they are good for you (joke – follow instructions).
9. Online shopping. It is like therapy for both mind and body.
10. Cuddle under the covers – I mean, you have to do this. It is the whole point of being ill. Why else would there be illness if not to give you a few days of snuggling?

I hope these tips will work for you as well. OH! I nearly forgot the most important thing – EAT LOADS OF CHOCOLATE!

Chocolate, Strepsils and chai latte.

Chocolate, Strepsils and chai latte.

Vi Maler byen rød

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Selvom himlen ikke var helt så hvid af stjerneskær, som vi kunne have håbet, så havde vi alligevel en fest.

Fredag stod – som altid – i X factors tegn, men da showet var forbi (og inden nogen var sendt hjem), var vi allerede på vej mod aftenens næste arrangement. Der er været en on going discussion i godt og vel et par måneder, hvor vi endeligt har lovet hinanden, at vi da skulle prøve det forførende breezer-tårn, som kan købes på en af de lokale barer. Så det skulle vi.

Heldigvis ankom vi i så ædru tilstand, at vi hurtigt regnede ud, at det var en del billigere at holde os til 4 breezers for 100 kr., end det var at sidde med den det flotte (og dyre) tårn med en kedelige-bundslat-garanti.

Selvom baren lukkede, var solen ikke stået op, og som den kære Birthe så flot synger, så var det da heller ikke tid til at sige godnat. Så videre med os. Til en ny bar. Til nye øl. Til en falsk pejs. Til et tomt dansegulv. Og så videre igen. Og igen. Indtil vi faldt over et spil Meyer, som dog voldte en del problemer for undertegnede (altså, jeg forstår det bare ikke). Vi endte dog hjemme under dynen igen, og mens vi faldt i søvn til lyden af Michael Buble, kunne vi gøre status over aftens bedrifter. Den største må dog blive, at vi undgik at blive kørt ned af en hurtigt kørende venstresvingende bil, som tydeligvis havde misset det faktum, at fodgængere også er til stede klokken lidt over 9 en blæsende og våd fredag aften – og at vi havde grønt lys.

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Vi hyggede os ret meget med øl og falsk pejs. Det var ren hygge i stormen.