This Christmas the family and I gave in to my brothers torment of a PS4. He began the nag 2-3 months ago. But when the day finally came and the presents were to be revealed he still couldn’t believe it, when he was given the money for the Playstation. His hands were shaking of disbelief and amazement. The first day the shops opened after Christmas, we actually went to buy it. Each moment of the day was eternalised by my brother on pictures and now, I actually haven’t heard from him in a while… #Nowthatisgiftgiving, #HisHandsWasShakingOfExcitement, #FunniestGiftGivingEver, #OhHowILoveChristmas.

Btw, the fact that my brother now is the overjoyed owner of a PS4, suddenly made me the owner of a PS3. Not that I need it, but it will make me play dvd’s and such. #IAmNotTheGamerType, #MaybeIWillBe, #SecondHandGamer…

01.01.17, 01.00 AM: That thing about cancelling New Years 2016 was a huge success. Don’t get me wrong. I love to celebrate this day with my friends too. But what a night! I LOVED IT! And just going out to watch other people’s money being shut in many colours over the midnight sky is actually really cool. And now I am enjoying Cava and watching Cirkus Revyen 2016. #YupIAmThatKindOfGal, #HappyNewYear.

Speaking about New Years I kind of find that this is that one day a year no one complains about traffic, because no one sticks to the rules. One day of chaos and lawlessness. I mean it’s not just traffic. It’s a miracle that more people are not hurt or killed on this day. #DrunkPeopleAndFireworks, #DangerousBiking.

Turning 30 wasn’t as bad as I had feared. Until my mum suddenly stated that, “Now, I was a lady”. Fears of becoming old and grey rushed over me as I firmly responded that, I was not a lady. Lady in Danish (dame) is in my view a title one gets when waaaaaay older than 30. maybe 60 or even 70. #IAmNOTThatOld, #MyMotherCouldNotStopLaughing, #ButThenWeAteCake.

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It’s not that I didn’t have the opportunities to celebrate this day, today with friends. But I honestly had something else in mind, and after getting over the fear for my social life realising I kind of had to do it alone, it grew on me and I started to look forward to it.

New Years parties have never ever been my thing. Actually big parties with a bunch of people I don’t really know have never really been something I enjoyed. On that point I have accepted my introverted tendencies, and learned to accept that I am not like “the cool kids” who seemed to become friends with new people every weekend. Give me a small intimate gathering any day and I will be happy and content. I don’t need the big bang party and those who know me, knows that I don’t need a lot of people surrounding me to have fun and act crazy. Actually, the guarantee for me acting out depends on how many people I am surrounded by and how much I trust them. The less, the crazier.

All I want to do tonight is just to watch the craziness of the fireworks fired off midnight on the square in front of Copenhagen City Hall. So, I have in some ways actually cancelled new years this year. I do have plans to make a delicious dinner. I am meeting up with some people to see the guard change New Years eve before the Queens speech tonight. But that’s it. And after biking home from the centre of Copenhagen after midnight I plan to watch those concerts going on around midnight and prepare for my New Years goals and the fact that I very soon turn 30. An age I have found to be more life-changing than I initially thought it would be. Life changing in the sense that I feel old and that created a smaller life-crisis in me. I guess, I need the quiet and calm before the storm of my 30s and the consequences of the choices I have made throughout life becomes real to me. Because the choices I have made had me end right here, where I am today. I guess the storm that has been going on inside of me and the sudden insecurity of turning adult have made it so, that I need this. No expectations. No nothing. Just hygge.

Honestly, I’d much rather meet up and hang out with my friends without the expectations of how things are supposed to be. In the end, I guess I always found the expectations destroying the “hygge” – because the party is always greener on the other side, as one might say.

Thus, I have cancelled New Years eve cellebrations, and I am looking forward to this like a little child that impatiently are waiting for Christmas.

I hope you all will have a perfect New Years.

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