A text came

I got a text on my swedish phone yesterday witch said:

"Mn somam awin xan telm krd bot."

I answerd with the questions who it was and witch language it was.
today I got this answer:

"Okj! Jag är fyial flot."

I think Jens has got a new friend.

hell no.. wazup dog

hahaha this is for you oona bandita!
http://acapela.tv/en/talking-card/WalkTheDog/46659c4f430b71e9445bf41e991b43283ad77add/

haha

hahaha this is awesome if you understand swedish.
Go to http://www.hitta.se/
and wright in this telephone number: 073-2560909

fuck you

Today I had the worst hangover in Turkey. starting to be alright now.

I most of puked up al memories from yesterday also because everything is black.
woke up naked in other peoples apartment. I need to get home..

not super proud of this day but but tomorrow is day off!

I have some problems choosing what to do in winter but I think it will solve itself.

/Jens
ps. if anybody finds out if i had sex yesterday i would like to know.

And paaardy, and pardy, and pardy...

Yo yes, so yesterday it was "and party"!
and today it is.. "...."

Cola drank almost only cola (+ vodka tabiii) yesterday, but mixed with some tequila.. not so karashå.

But satan, dont be sad. you still have cola. the best friend ever.

PEACE OUT - im going to Burger king now!


Ohh LORD !"#¤%&/()=?

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat a beautiful beautiful life!

I have nala sleeping around my neck..how sweet

*


blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

i'm not so good at this "blogging" thingy which apparently is a huge hit in sweden but let's see how it goes hehe...
i'm gonna write some satanic things here cause right now i am really feeling like satan, i'm so pissed off because of many things such as:

* i can't fucking find a reasonable way to get to my elf working place
* babbe is going home so i will not have anyone to make fun of
* i had to come back to work from holiday
* i'm soooooo jealous cause babbe and piga get to go home already and i still have to wait like 2 weeks or something..
* food was shit again as usual (even though i tried to convince myself that it's good, it didn't work)
* my lovely relatives went back home to finland already
*etc
*etc
*etc

can someone please cheer me up before i send myself to hell ??

goodbye babbe&piga!

Huma and Emma are going home. This is their last day. It's sad --- NOOOT. there's jealosy in the air. Now, Huma want's to publish a poem to describe their feelings on the LAST DAY:

This is the last day. Yippey yippey yey!
For all the team members I wish some much THUNDER!
This is the last day, I think I'm not gay (no offence to the gay people)

After leaving everyone, I wonder
Will I miss köfte or feel any hunger

Kiss me kiss me, I hope you guys will not forget me
Because I was the only blackest person in the team
Smoking alot made my lungs have a black theme

The Brittish Idiot will always think
what happened to the PARTHEY
with all the Vodka and RedBull drink.

So, I will fly home akkurat no,
Unfortunately there will be some snow
 
So this is the last day,
and the end of the poem,
'cause soon I will fly home.

PS: problem YOK YOK - cigara, bira COK COK!!

Yo yo!

Yaaaaamen fett nice! home now after some partyparty together wiiiiiith Sanna and Lisa! I cant sleep,,,problem cok sigara yok,, oh GOD I will wake up as a zombie! Guden najjt / Huma*

kooola

pepsi POWER!!!
Kaffemaskinen i lobbyn är röv!

xoxo

Gossip Girls Oona&Jens

ps. sniffet är i krokarna

Välkommen till min nya blogg!


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