let's talk for 12 hours, baby..

well, my weekend didn't start as tremendous as noco's but I can't say that it was bad.
On saturday I got a great visit (from my boyfriend, my neighbours would believe if they wouldn't know the truth..).

So we started with a great day. First we went to ride a rollercoaster, it was fun but the problem was that I've been to an all-you-can-eat-buffet just 2 hours before, but nothing happened (no vomit or so btw..) . Then we went to the beach and we danced some hula and I got punched right in the face, it has hurt aaaaa lot. Then we went home because we had to do some work for our school - no wait, i was for business, for the REAL economic world out there. But then, when we finished our working stuff, or better, when we didn't want to do those f***king business-stuff anymore, we started to talk and well, we talked for hours.

You wanna know it precicly? Well we started at 3 p.m. and we stopped at 3 a.m. and should I tell you sth? It was great, tremendous, amazing, and so on. We talked about everything (and everything means a lot for girls -.-). We remembered our great experiences together and some stuff I can't tell right now because my parents could read it (hello mum, hello dad! don't take it wrong!). We had a lot of fun and for me this was a great saturday and sunday! But on sunday as you can image my voice was .. away =)

So well, that was my great weekend, no freakin' hot skiers, no handsome kiwis, no great austrians, no noco (well that was the only bad thing about my weekend). So I think I have to study and then I have to go to bad even if I know that I should study even more =)

Tomorrow, 7.15 brunch with my girl(s).
Let's get loud!

xoxo i. your one and only source .. well you should know the rest, gents =)