Shaved.

Nothing big is happening. Nothing worth to take a lot of time with writing about. Just some facts, that speak for them self.

Last weekend I finally packed my shit and moved. From my place to our place. No more Lottesvej. But who cares, none bothers to send me any postcards anyway.
The same weekend we four (as usual I was the only girl in the company) visited an event called “Erotic World”. Mart of ANYTHING connected with sex. Sex alone, sex together, sex on top, sex from behind, sex tied up, sex any way you would imagine it... or you wouldn’t. Vibrating penis rings, glass dildos, blowjob machine, gummy vagina, whips and hell a lot of different kinds of vibrators. Everything was held in Risskov Halen, big big place, stuffed with pure porn. As strange as it was being surrounded with all the sex toys, stripers and simply SEX breathing directly into your face the least thing you would thing of is SEX. Too close, too open, pushed too far. But never the less, it was a great fun!
http://www.sexmessen.dk/

And something from yesterday. I got sick from trying to pull a miracle out of my ass, Chris got sick of me complaining. So we shaved it. I mean my head. Ladies and gentleman, I am officially bald now.

-Big- and holidays.

Holidays!!! And who would have thought – whole autumn - no vacation (except those days when at 8.00 o’clock in the morning you get a precious message that one of the teachers is sick and you can stay at home… officially). Then – Christmas and two weeks free. Last week of January – we are off again. -Big- plans for a little week.

The -big- idea under this thing is that last Friday we had a presentation of our 1st semester’s finishing project – two weeks of work in the innovation field… nice. Done, got 10 (not 12, but still – very good), time off.

Today one little but amazingly -big- person is coming to my city. Yes, it’s my precious Miška. Been a long time without seeing but three days out-da-real-world should fix it. Miss some good-old-girlish company.

And in the very end of the week my last things will leave Brabrand. -Big- change. Month that I was forced to pay for my old place has passed – leaving it for good. Leaving for good, for the better.

Godt NytÅr.

You know, I have this believe in harmony – something good just has to bring something bad along. Or the other way round…

2009 you say. Might be something new as long as your old debts are paid.
Mine - are. At least the ones that have something to do with luck. Long time passed since I had so many problems with the most hated thing – lost. Brigs way too many expenses and stress. Especially when you loose your wallet with all of your documents in a country that you have to leave in a week. And let’s add this to make it even sweeter – it’s Christmas time, nothing that can help you is working.
Happened. That was most of what I had from my Christmas holidays home, in Lithuania – blocking bank cards and trying to get a passport in a hurry to be able to come back to Denmark. Sorry guys, couldn’t meet – was too busy with fucking my brains off.

Back to DK. Still trying to fix things up, few days until New Year. But again – so what that you have a hotel in Copenhagen waiting for you? Banks are closed all day long, can’t reach my money (don’t have the card yet) and both of the cash machines suddenly decides to eat Chris cards. Nice, stuck without money even to get to the place…
But in this place I’m not complaining at all. Oh no, actually I was glad to spend my New Years in a company of two, cozy and stress-LESS. Dinner, monopoly and some Absinth instead of the champagne. Perfect.

And now my holidays are over. Starting with the exam project… Fun… NOT.

Shoot it down!

Ok, getting crazy. And saving money at the same time.
New activity for me and ‘my guys’ – shooting range.
Yesterday we three joined ‘Skytteforening’ – target shooting club.
One box of bullets .22 (50 items) – 30DKK.
One glass of beer in a pub – 45-50DKK.
See the difference? I do…. 50 times of magic in one box VS. drunk fighting on the table…

...and when you get 10 times out of 10 the in the black area od the target you are allowed to get 9mm... great...

Training for a big hunt of fatty in red with a white beard has started! We’ll see who was the good girl this year… and yes... I've tried this baby out...

Suit Up!

And what do you know. Seems that magic actually exists…

Time is turning into the sand running through my fingers. Sand, mixed up with some salt, that incase of wetness and cold wouldn’t be affected and the most important – stopped. Prevented from that bloody fast-slipping-away mode…
But I suppose it shouldn’t be such a surprise. Well known fact is that enjoyable time passes faster than I manage to realize.
So, now it’s more than a month. Getting closer to two. And I’m just happy to loose my status as ‘single’. And. I'm just happy.

College. Hm, nothing. We had some strange group project: one guy from our group didn’t pass: justice works. Nothing big, nothing too fun -at this time- but just before Christmas we will have something more challenging: imitation of a company structure in the class + fulfilling a task while doing it. We’ll see about that.

And Fridays. Ok, if I haven’t introduced you to this lovely tradition of ours, it’s just about time to do it now.
On Fridays in the college we have ‘Friday bar’: cheap beer in the middle of the day (opened from 1pm). Also, on Fridays we have ‘Suit up!’ day: shirt and a tie are compulsory. Great fun, though the last time it got a bit twisted and we ended up with my favorite guys and tradition carriers (Chris - black tie- British and Solvi - white tie- Icelandic) in a totally different bar… getting 'quite' drunk.
http://picasaweb.google.com/kirvelaite/SuitUp

ps. Christmas – coming back home to LT!

Coming back on track or just moving close by.

Kind a strange time I had here. Starting to fell like slowly I’m ‘domesticating’ this lovely place called Denmark. And my life here as well.
Point after a point everything is standing in it’s place, in it’s time. Work, studies and social life are on fire!

Codes. We have one thing that connects us. It’s hate against each other.
The story begins when all Denmark (except me) had autumn holidays… and I was substituting my boss working in the office alone. It’s not that to do all the work takes way more time, or that to get to that Gods forgotten place is hard and uncomfortable. No, that would be nothing (since it’s only for two times), the problem was the security code. Pyping shit didn’t work as supposed and only by a lucky accident nothing big (except call from a boss) happened. In case of burglary (??? DKK) or mistaken call of security guard (around 10.000DKK) I would have to pay… Scary ha?

Next move was my idea of changing phone’s PIN. Sounds totally innocent and easy. Well, it was. And it was working for some time until strange things started to happen… switching between different networks, refusing to send messages or charge the credit. Or delays: as for receiving, as for delivering. Overcame that too.

And now the best part – my LT bank account’s PIN. I forgot it! How the hell?! Blocked the card, unblocked it - what ever, can’t reach those money lying there since to get a new PIN I have to go and pick it up by myself… to Lithuania. Piss. So now living on some Euros, that were hidden from the past (it’s my way of assurance – to hide good things from myself and hope that on critical moment I will remember it).
Until the next salary.
Funny way of becoming independent from financial parent support.

God dammed those days. Or did he?
Now, looking back I’m satisfied. Pleasure of ‘getting over without burning my ass off’. These things usually give me inspiration to repeat ‘no worries, I’m a big girl (now talking not about my actual weight), I can manage it on my on’. Amazing felling when it works.

My public-social and individual-(though still)social lives are also moving. No big details on this topic, bit to personal to mix up in all my declared-complaining-mess.
Oh yes, on Saturday I had a little visit trip 30km from Aarhus. To meet my EVS period friend Sami. Fun.

And today. Today we launched the second project of our: presentation day on personal ePortfolios. My work was slow in thinking, slow in trying and amazingly fast in doing.
Took two weeks on searching for an idea.
3 days on trying it out.
And one evening to decide that it all sucks, start from nothing and finish. As suspicious as it is today I barely any feedback or questions. I will keep my bad ideas about it’s reasons to my self but the mystery sill bothers me a bit. Take a look and let me know what do you think:

http://www.mrparlett.com/vi_portfolio/
And the layout (to pretend that I’m writing something at least close to be interesting):