So I went out on the 25th, the biggest reunion-partyday in Sweden. I had some reunion alright. Met my ex, who had just broken up with his girlfriend, and was now ready to get married and have kids, he asked me if I was ready too. ha! then since I always find myself in drama, his ex came up to me to have a chat. it was the weirdest thing, I've never seen her before in my life. but she was sweet, a bit confused I believe, I don't blame her, love makes us confused sometimes, and sometimes it's heaven, and sometimes it's hell. Anyway, I got a bit tipsy to say the least, and in the taxi back home to my girlfriend's I puked. very embarrassing! I haven't done that since me and my bestfriend were 18 I believe, now I did it again 10 years later. the only thing is that I didn't stop when I got into her apartment, no it got worse, and after have been laying on the bathroom floor for three hours I gave in and called my dad. It was the longest ride ever to get back to their house, also cause the salt truck (to clean the snowy roads) was driving right in front of us. All I can say is thank god my daddy had remembered to bring me something to puke in. cause I puked alright, until 3 pm the next day! so sweet, im in sweden for 6 days and got sick on my second day! Im just terribly sorry that now I won't be able to see my friend and their newborns, well I guess I just have to get back here soon enough, before they turn one at least!
to the most difficult question in my life now and that everybody seems to ask me: what is my plan? yeah, what is it.... all i know is
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