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2BIG are here again - but just for a couple of months.

I remember when we started to write this blog. We just had started to live together and I took this video that was about our first laundry day at Unterhof. I had a big vision about it how we will post it - gosh how things have changed after that.

When we first came to Germany and I got to know Alex, we were talking on the bus how we will visit all the restaurants that we have on Frankfurterstraße, how we are gonna write a bucket list about things to do on our erasmus year. We were actually dreaming about making this blog a fucking awesome success story and that we will be famous someday (don't know if Alex was as serious about it as I was). But now the months have gone and we just have left june and july, two pathetic months.

You know what changed our success story? Even tho we haven't been posting about it on our blog, our lives have changed completely when the year 2014 started - actually at the same time.
When Alex had her birthday, she met her boyfriend. Also I did, just at a different place.

What we didn't tell you dear readers (or Alex didn't), we went to Marktplatz after Alex's birthday surprise at Marjorie's. Alex was giving candy to total strangers, and we ended up going to Unterhof with two of these strangers - no, they didn't end up being our boyfriends today.

Anyways, we went to Unterhof. We were little bit tipsy and finally Alex found him, Jake, from the balcony - thanks to Melih or Joseph (can't remember which one it was). When I noticed that Alex had found her entertainment for the night, I continued my evening with Stuart, one Lithuanian guy and these two strangers from Marktplatz, direction Monkeys.

After some nice Jägershots, wine and weird colamixuredrink I found my boyfriend from the dance floor - pretty funny story actually, too bad you're not gonna be reading about it on this blog.

But long story short; me and Alex both fell in love. So lonely single bitches out there; if u wanna meet the love of your life, PLEASE arrange a surprise party to your best friend and get tipsy as a motherbitch.  

Because of this whole "falling in love" -thing, me and Alex have been öhm, lets say, occupied. We had our own up and downs also because of this big change in our lives. Poopproblems etc (I just love to write words together - gives it a kinda finnish edge).

But now, I feel like we are back in the game. Our friendship is not just about partying and having fun. Friendship is also a relationship and it will give you so much more if you want to work on it. We really know each other better and appreciate each other so much more as we did in the beginning. Even tho we have now quite different lives and we are not together 24/7, I still know I will have a place in Alex's life in the future - and she also has a place in mine.

Holymoly this is intense what I have been writing on this blog - sorry man.


But finally I think I can now start to tell about my birthday that Alex and some of my other friends arranged for me (even tho I heard that Alex was the brain of the whole awesomeness that I got).

Because what I had done for Alex on her birthday, I knew she had arranged something. I was waiting for something all the time - something obvious that would happen. I was just teasing myself by trying to think as Alex does, and it went totally wrong, my thoughts I mean.

On the last night, 22.5. I was staying at my boyfriends place, and he was asking my schedule for my birthday; if I'm going to the gym and going to my classes etc. I went to sleep little bit disappointed that he hadn't arranged anything for me on that night…

In the morning I woke up at 6.30 - alone. I knew my bf was gonna do breakfast for me, but at 6.30 in the morning?! I tried to continue sleeping, but I couldn't. At 7 he entered the room and asked, if I want to have my birthday present and told that the breakfast is ready in 10 minutes. I started to ask "why this soon?!" and he went to get my present. He came back to the room holding a big, flat packet that had a cupcake on it with a lighted candle, a birthday card and a paper with a long text. I started by reading the note. It told me to go to the university at 8, not to ask questions, just follow the clues that I will find on my way. I was confused - did I really have to go to my class at 8?!
After reading the paper that Alex had wrote to me, I opened the packet and ate the cupcake. Friedel (my bf) had made a collection of our pictures and framed it for me (thank you reader for the "aaaaaw" -noises).

I headed to the breakfast table and started to put myself ready to the Uni. I went to the classroom, as I had been told on the paper. There it was, standing lonely in the classroom; second clue with a cupcake and a lighter. It said that my third clue will be in Phil 1 at the cafeteria at 12. That meant I had to sit in my class for 4 hours till I could go to the next clue - I even asked if I could go to Friedels to get some -you know what- but Alex told me not to follow my hormones. I almost fell a sleep at the class and started to walk to the other campus little bit earlier than I was supposed to.

The third clue was something mm, creamy and delicious - as the second clue had promised. At the cafeteria was Annika with a bottle of beige baileys and penis shaped balloons. We cracked up the bottle of baileys and I continued my journey to the bus top, where I had to take the bus to Berlinerplatz. The number 801 bus came and at Berliner I had Sara waiting for me.

Oh, Sara looked like a polka- candy under her white-red striped umbrella. She had tied balloons over her body and was standing at Berliner with a wide smile on her face (BAHHA this sounds like a scene from a weird erotic book that have been written for 50-yo women). I went to her and she gave me clue number 4; a map that told where I will find my next clue. I was so excited ! I headed to the direction that the map pointed me to! I hugged Sara again and went to Marjories.

There she was, waiting for me on the doorstep and taking photos of me. I was now wearing the balloons Sara had had on her when I saw her at Berliner.
I got in to Marjories apartment and she gave me some champagne and took me to her bathroom. She had put some candles, music and flowers all around the bathroom. Kinda seductive, don't you think?
I was supposed to just enjoy myself and take a bath and put myself ready for the day that was still ahead. I decided to take a normal shower and continued sipping my champagne.

While putting myself ready, doing makeup and nails, Marjorie had made me a salad. After I had done everything for the evening, we headed to eat the salad and I got the clue number 5; a card and a appointment at a salon. Marjorie called me a cab that took me to the salon and there was waiting my flower headband and a girl that knew what to do with my hair! Amazoon

She started to curl my hair and in the end I had two hairstylist doing my hair and putting it together. All of a sudden Friedel came in to the salon as well and after my hair was done and fabulous, we went to eat together to the boat house. It was sunny again, and we enjoyed our meal outside.

Everyone was staring at me because of my hair and long dress. We finished our meal and I wanted to leave the restaurant - the sun was just shining too brightly and I was melting. We started to walk back to the city centre and went to sit in the shadow. Friedel was texting almost constantly and I just knew something was up. Somehow I got a feeling that my friends had arranged something to the central bar. Well, around 7.30 we went to the central bar and my friends were waiting for me there. They started to sing happy birthday to me and I just said "fuck you guys, I'm going home".

How amazing is this all? So many steps, I was so excited and the end was sooo amazing. So many people had came to celebrate me at central bar. I felt so lucky. Why all of these people want to be here for me - what I have done for deserve this?

The whole night was a success. Although couple of annoying bitches jumped the queue and went head of us.

In the morning I woke up happily and thought in my head; yesterday was the best day of my life.
Im so grateful to all of my friends that joined me on my birthday. The biggest hug and thanks goes ofc to my fabulous roommate, Alex. My life in Germany wouldn't be anything without you, sis.

I still don't know how I can show her how much I appreciate her and how grateful I am to her for being my friend. She is
truly a treasure. Jake is a one lucky boy !

So now I am 22. holy

with love,
Merzi

Happy Rainbow Unicorn Poop

So hello our happy readers!

Halloween is coming and we're panicking about it - just like every day when we're going to the bus stop. Why the bus is always on time when we are late? Like today; we had to go to our german abend class and the bus was fucking 20 minutes late. Because of that I had to stand the nasty look from my german teacher. GERMANY, YOU'RE DRUNK again.

But happy thoughts!

First of all; I want to announce that we DID our laundry on Sunday! 

Alex working that ass even when she's asleep 

But it wasn't that enjoyable laundry night because my ice lolly dropped on the floor

The sunday laundry experience was so much better than the last one in Unterhof. Now I will tell you the whole story, the laundry night at Unterhof -story. Brace yourselves.


On Tuesday night we came back home from Unterhof. We had been sitting the night at our friends place and decided to walk back home, because it takes about 20 minutes. It was really dark and windy, like u can imagine a horror story, it was like that. Suddenly a black cat crosses the street - oh fuck. We didn't even spit over our shoulders! And because of that mulkku musta kissa our lives were ruined.

On Wednesday morning we were ready. It was one of those normal Wednesdays, the day in the middle of the week. We had planned this journey for one day, it was the first laundry day at Unterhof.
We had packed our laundry to our IKEA bags and took the bus number 1 to Berliner Platz. The bus was on time and we were two happy campers waiting for the Unterhof bus that was coming in 2 minutes - perfect! But then the black cat came to the picture; we missed that bus just because we were so excited about seeing Shannon who had came back from Ireland. Well, we just had to wait for the another bus to come, which took about 20 minutes. And that was the black cat -issue number 1.

Finally we got in to the bus. We got seats and we were happy campers again. The Unterhof stop was near and we prepared our selves for going out of the bus. The bus stopped, we pushed the button... Aaand the black cat came to the picture again! The fucking door didn't open, even though we pushed the button like 892837 times. We had to go all the way to Naturwissenschaften and walk from there with our big ass IKEA bags. The black cat -issue number 2.

We went down to Unterhof to do our laundry. We were tired of carrying those heavy IKEA bags and pissed off because of the black cat. We put our shit to the machines and wanted to pay - the machines didn't have numbers on them (if u live in these amazing dorms that Gießen has to offer, u know how to pay for doing your laundry) and we just had to guess which machine is what. The black cat -issue number 3.

The washing machines were supposed to be done after 45 minutes. During the machines were doing their thing, we decided to do some grocery shopping because we didn't have any food at our place. Grocery shopping was nice, and everything was fine. UNTILL we came back to Unterhof; someone had taken my laundry out of the washing machine and had put it on the laundry table - known also as "filled with international bacteria -table", and I hate bacteria. The black cat -issue number 4.

We put our "clean" laundry to the dryers and went home to put the groceries to the fridge. We came back to Unterhof and I found my laundry from the international bacteria table... And they weren't even dry yet; someone had taken my laundry out of the dryer and had put his/her laundry to the dryer instead. All the dryers were in use at that moment so I had to make my own journey to the other laundry place in Unterhof where my laundry was getting dry eventually. Alex also had to pay her dryer twice, because apparently the dryers weren't working that well. While waiting for the dryers to finish, we had to check the other dryer that had my laundry in it in the beginning. It was finished and we took it out... We took out just one little blue towel with pink dots on - like WTF?! Who wants to pay 1€ for drying one pathetic towel?! Who wants to take a bagful of wet clothes from the dryer and replace it with one towel?! Like this is the time, when you have another chance to think about the whole thing again - "do I really want to pay 1€ for drying this towel?" The black cat -issue number 5.

I know, I'm an evil person. But it was just because of the situation. I'm truly sorry, if someone felt bad after reading this - if it's you or your friend... I'm sorry. Well at least you can try to clone me, because I kissed that paper. Meri number 2, parteyyy 

Yes, I left that message for the towels owner. I really feel bad about it now, but I think it's still funny. Everyone can take a little joke, right?

Our little laundry day took us for five hours. We were exhausted. We were sad. We were ready to destroy all of the black cats out there. Five fucking black cat -issues. BE AWARE!  

And now Alex wants us to buy this kitten: 

She's out of her mind. All cats are evil. We're just gonna get two gold fish: Mac and Cheese. 

On last Friday I was on my regular run and I saw that black cat again. It was terrifying. 

BUT BACK TO HAPPY THOUGHTS:

WE HAVE TOILET PAPER poopie time, peace man 

The tango of the black cat 

Here is some inspiration for Halloween. You can also see those amazing subtitles on the Wrecking ball video - is it spanish? Black cat, Miley Cyrus or YouTube - hard choice...

Happy Halloween, peace and blessings! Watch out for those black cats out there, they're evil.

With Love,
Meri

It's Sunday....in Deutschland

Ok so for all you people who do not live and have never been to Deutschland(Germany) here is a little explanation of why Sunday in Deutschland is such a big thing:

ABSOLUTELY ALL THE SHOPS ARE CLOSED ON SUNDAY!

So in most peoples minds you would think, "Great a day I can be super productive and get so much stuff done like homework and housework and other miscellaneous random ass shit that I procrastinated doing during the week because I've just been to busy to even try to do it." That is not the case for Meri and I.  Here is a little look at our day that we should be doing shit that we need to do:

This is what I find when I come from the bathroom.

Highest level of Procrastination achieved. (Along with some salad dressing).

Procrastination!

We have been talking about doing our laundry for a week.  Sunday is usually laundry day in the Almer Forwie household.  Still procrastinating that one.

We would rather do shit like this.

my reaction to the above picture :)

 Oh yeah and we ran out of toilet paper.  It's sunday......

 

Meri really has to shit!

And just a little look at what we are listening to:

So basically Sundays are a fun filled day of procrastination and doing stupid shit that makes no sense to anyone but us! Peace and Blessings from this crazy bitch :)

With love Meri and Alex!