McKinseys and future goals
Met Clara after class today as i mnaged to catch her on her way home from lunch with er spanish friends. I was going downtown to fetch my mobilephonen who Elgiganten has had in storage for three weeks now. Meanwhile I have used a phone of theirs which I totally fell in llove with. Its an SonyEricsson, and its so sexy..and so Swedish. I look at my motorola in despair now and I think, go fuck yourself you norweigan black peice of shite. I want that SonEricsson.
Seeing Clara after a whole day apart is always like the sunshine in the rain. She had had a terrible day so far and could only hope for the evening to get better. i was in desperate need of food and a afterschool beer so we went to our place McKinzies. Afteer eating, drinking and dealing with large and small subjects of life stretching from abortion and new testamente issues to attitudes of fellow exchange students, we both felt pretty tired and decided to get some rest before the looong night out starts.
On our way home we stopped by Netto to shop for some essential Chardonnay to intoxicate our minds with and the saddeest sight of the day came before us. A woman in her 50´s was digging for money in her wallet. In her shopping basket where ten cans of the cheapest beer and a pink plastic flower. On her unsteady legs, she walked up to the cashier, mumbling something to the girl behind the counter who gave her a pack of lowbudget smokes. The cruel reality of this drunk middle aged woman shopping for friday entertainment pulled out my selfironic me and I pulled Clara closer with one arm and grabbed the chardonnay with the other, whisperring in her ear "If I´m lucky that´s where I´ll be in10 years". Walking out of the shopw my mind turned to choice of outfit for the night..
Seeing Clara after a whole day apart is always like the sunshine in the rain. She had had a terrible day so far and could only hope for the evening to get better. i was in desperate need of food and a afterschool beer so we went to our place McKinzies. Afteer eating, drinking and dealing with large and small subjects of life stretching from abortion and new testamente issues to attitudes of fellow exchange students, we both felt pretty tired and decided to get some rest before the looong night out starts.
On our way home we stopped by Netto to shop for some essential Chardonnay to intoxicate our minds with and the saddeest sight of the day came before us. A woman in her 50´s was digging for money in her wallet. In her shopping basket where ten cans of the cheapest beer and a pink plastic flower. On her unsteady legs, she walked up to the cashier, mumbling something to the girl behind the counter who gave her a pack of lowbudget smokes. The cruel reality of this drunk middle aged woman shopping for friday entertainment pulled out my selfironic me and I pulled Clara closer with one arm and grabbed the chardonnay with the other, whisperring in her ear "If I´m lucky that´s where I´ll be in10 years". Walking out of the shopw my mind turned to choice of outfit for the night..
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