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Everyday Tales: Gift giving ending in ecstasy, New Years Eve anno 2016-17 & unwanted titles

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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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Turning 30 and becoming an adult

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As of 11.26 am yesterday (January the 3rd) I reached the age of 30. My mom bursted out that, now I was a lady. I do not see myself as such – and wonder if I ever will. Besides, I find the Danish word for lady (“Dame”) a tad elderly. Meaning, I honestly thought that one should be of an older age to become a lady. Not 30. And besides, just because I have really reached adulthood, does not mean I have to dress like that. A comment taken out of context I guess.

When I was a kid, I always thought I would have accomplished certain things when I became 30. I thought I would be married, with kids and an adult job. I thought I would dress adultish (I guess that is rather subjective). Maybe a cool car and my own house/apartment. I have neither of these things. I am not even close to being in a relationship (and honestly I do not mind), I don’t have kids (I don’t know if I want them – I mean I kind of like my friends kids. Especially the fact that I can hand them over and go home alone afterwards). I am not in a position of an adult job (Please let that not be for long! I really do want one of those!). I am on my way to a more adult wardrobe – whatever that means. I guess in this case I am referring to that fake leather-skirt I own. When had bought it and I showed it of to my mother I joyously announced that this was my “adult skirt”. I do not have a car (but I do want one of them hybrids… ). And I still rent rooms.

Life is not what I once imagined. But I guess that is lucky me. Because if life was what I imagined, there would be worlds in our stomachs for each food-group so the food we ate could play with each other in our stomachs. Or I would be married to some of all the major crushes I once had (Oh, please don’t make me relive those) and I would have twins (I once wished I would be one of those twin parents…). Truthfully, I am quite content with life as it is. There are areas I am working on (cough *In need of a job* cough). And despite the fact that it did take me time to come to grips with the fact that I no longer was a young adult and suddenly more than ever had to step up and be adult (because I definitely wasn’t adult before (sense the hint of irony)), I love life as it is right now.

So cheers to life, and I can’t wait to see what happens next!

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