Yesterday was my older sisters (Anette) bachelorette party. The Day started off at 09:45 (am), with most of my sisters close friends and I waiting to surprise her with breakfast. my sister showed up around 10:00 in a very cutesy tutu, a crown and want in hand. She was also wearing a white and very tight long sleeved shirt and white leggings. In other words: I got to see what my sister would look like naked with my skin tone. I'll post a picture if she'll let me. But it's like 03:30 (am), so I'll ask her tomorrow. The next stop was a trip to The Well which is this amazing new spa not too far from Oslo. Sadly, yours truly couldn't go, I had to cut down on everything that could be cut, as I have NO money right now! as in NONE! And even with only attending certain activities and then paying the lowest fee (by dropping out on all stuff at the spa) I didn't have enough money to my name to buy a cup of coffee after I had to pay my share (I literally had like 12 kr combined in ALL of my accounts, expect my housing account, but I can't use any of that money unless I'm buying housing). I really would like to go, as it looks insane! Unfortunately I don't have the money at the time. (My Dad was very sweet and offered to pay so I could go, but he's spending so much on my apartment that I didn't want him to. Most people my age can't afford to do everything they want anyway.) Pretty much the only thing of The well I got to see. Nonetheless, this is a pretty kick ass entrance. I want to go so bad! After the spa treatments I met back up with the gang and we headed off to pole dancing! Now, I've taken pole classes (and I intend to start again), but as I learned, pole dancing is one of those things you have to maintain! One of those "if you don't use it, you lose it" things. By all means it was fun, but my chair-spin has definitely been a lot better! My fireman-spin was also not what it used to be. When we finished up the Pole lesson we jumped in the car and drove off to the docks. My sisters maids of honor (yes, she had two) had hooked up an amazing over night stay on our very own island in a cabin right by a little lighthouse. The sun was so bright I actually thought I had captured it in this picture.... But no... So here ya go! A sunset, minus the sun! The outhouse Itty bitty light house in the back You'll have to excuse some of these pictures being a little bit dark, I haven't put any filters on them, or put them though any programs. They were taken on my phone, so I just sent them over. We arrived just as the sun was setting and it was gorgeous! When we first got in the cabin we carried our stuff up to the bedrooms and ate a starter outside before we went back inside to eat gulasj (which was really good!). We played a few games, but my favorite by far was the gift giving game! Before the party we had been instructed to bring a small gift based on a memory or something that had been significant in our relationship to Anette (my sister). Thing is, my sister is 11 years older than me, so we don't have those kind of "remember when we got really drunk off of that one wine" or "remember that band we were obsessed with" memories. Initially I had thought I'd give her something connected to me being a really shitty kid and her having to babysit me a lot (and someone actually gave her a toy couch ans she thought it was from me due to the babysitting). I had two stories I was considering basing her gift off of, and Imma tell ya... But first a little disclaimer because I might actually have been possessed by the devil during this time of my life. Once while she was babysitting me and my brother, Patrick, (who was a complete angel by the way, so the son of a bitch put me in a worse light by just existing in close proximity to me. And it's not like I needed any fucking help seeming like the largest piece of shit to ever come from another human being, I was doing pretty good on my own in that department!) she had one of her friends over. And I was one of those kids who wanted to grow tits ASAP and chug beers, like that was what I wanted in life at 4. Naturally having an older sister at the whooping at of 15 who had a friend over, I was looking to impress, HARD! So I walked up (with the largest amount of swagger a 4 year old has ever possessed in each step) and spit on the rug! like SPIT on the rug! not drool, none of that crap! Intentionally SPIT on the rug right in front of her! and when she (very appropriately) said something along they line of "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!?" I answered "I want to be a teenager too"..... I have always been a master of logical thinking. And there was this other time she sendt me to my room (I was probably rolling around on the floor chanting biblical verses in latin backwards knowing me or some other hell spawn activity). And when my parents got back home, I ran down the stairs crying Anette had hit me, because bitch, I get even! (And no, she had not hit me.) Despite us having obvious history I didn't want to have it be connected by anything negative. And suddenly it hit me! My whole family loves Harry Potter. We've seen all the movies at the cinema together, we've had a ton of movie nights focused around HP. My Dad even used to read Harry Potter aloud for my brother and I (and Mom too, actually) every night (but Anette was 17 when we started doing that, so she didn't really join in on our little night-night ritual). It became pretty obvious too me I had to do something Harry Potter related, so I decided to make her a Hogwarts acceptance letter (which I'll make a Post about)! She didn't even have to open the envelop before she guessed it was from me, as I'd written "Mail delivered by owl" in the top right corner. The next morning (before our 13:00/ 1 PM departure) We ate a beautiful breakfast outside looking out onto the ocean. (and I'm going to keep with the HP theme, so I'm going a little Voldemort in: "can you tell me about the chamber of secrets?" "No. But I can show you" ....So in other words.... heres a few pictures!) I'll be honest ans say I really didn't know what to expect, but I enjoyed myself so much, and I feel so lucky to have the sister that I do.
Much love from little baby Beelzebub.
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