Ferie!!! ... og hvad så nu?

Hey! Længe siden hva'? Nu er vinterferien endelig startet og man har fri! - men, men... det er efterhånden så længe siden at jeg har haft rigtig fri, så jeg har lidt svært ved at forene mig med tanken om, ikke at lave noget en hel uge! ...

Så nu er det nok tid til at få dyrket de hobbyer man ikke har haft tid til :)
Jeg vil i hvert fald bestræbe mig på at lave et indlæg hver dag i ferien. Så I kan godt glæde jer :)

Jeg vil starte med at dele et lille engelsk essay med jer. Vi fik til opgave at skrive en absurd stil i engelsk, så det gjorde jeg selvfølgelig ;)
Min stil er i øvrigt lidt speciel på den måde, at den er baseret på rigtige samtaler jeg har haft (og stadigvæk fører) med en god ven :)

But… it’s my arm!

”Good morning-croak. What are we waiting for?” Ru asked as he sat down on the only bench in the room. He looked at Kristina who tried to look out the only window, but the curtains were drawn, so she couldn’t see anything.
“That depends” she answered, still looking at the curtains.
“Depends on what?” Ru asked, curiously looking at Kristina
“I don’t know quite yet” she answered.
“Dammit-croak”

For a time there was only silence.

“Not quite yet you say,” Ru mumbled, “What a shame.”
“Shame?” Kristina looked away from the curtains. “Shame? - Why are you saying that?”
“Shame?” - Ru looked wondering at Kristina with big eyes - “Shame? Why should I say such a thing? I never said shame”
“You really didn’t say shame? You sure?” Kristina asked full of wonder.
“Never”
“Oh…”
Kristina looked at the curtains again. -“You never did,” she mumbled, “What a shame.”
“Shame?” Ru squinted his eyes - “That do you mean by that? Why are you saying shame?”
Kristina, who had now turned around to look at Ru, answered with a surprised expression on her face.
“What are you saying? Shame? I never said such a word! How can you think that? If I had said shame I’d be so shameful that I’d -“ she silenced, slowly stepped into the room, and sat down on the bench next to Ru. 

For another moment there was just silence.

Ru sat slightly bent over, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin resting in his hands.
“I’m kind of depressed” he said, and waited for what Kristina would say to that.
“I just farted” was her immediate respond.

Ru looked at her in surprise.
“Wow Kristina,” he said with an ironic undertone, “Good morning-croak. You really know how to cheer a person up and brightening their day”
“Dammit-croak. You’re wrong”

Again there was only silence.

Kristina stretched her legs and the bench whined as it got moved by the sudden push. 
“Kitchen roll” She said and laughed.
“Did you hear that?” she asked as Ru looked funny at her.
“Hear what?”
“The bench said ‘Kitchen roll’!” She laughed again. “I swear to you, the bench said ‘Kitchen roll’!”
“You’re wrong”
That silenced her for at second or two.
“I’m not wrong. I swear that the bench said ‘Kitchen roll’. It said ‘Kitchen roll’ as surely as that this is my arm.” She held her arm up in the air. “You see those marks and bruises? That’s how I know that this is my and only my arm.” She looked satisfied be her own argument.
“You’re wrong” Ru answered.

Silence.

“No I’m not - This is my arm!” Kristina repeated.
“But it has no marks or bruises?” Ru said.
“But it’s my arm!”
“But it has no marks or bruises!”
“But it’s my arm!”
“But it has no marks or bruises!”
“But it’s my arm!”
“But it has no marks or bruises!”
“BUT IT’S MY ARM!”
“BUT IT HAS NO MARKS OR BRUISES!”

…

Kristina looked away as if she were offended, and said:
“If I don’t have an arm, then you don’t have one either, and in that case I can only say; ‘don’t throw stones when you’re wearing discount clothes.”

“I don’t care” Ru replied. “Eat little pig, tomorrow I’ll go swimming”

“That way you could lose some weight, and get slim. Slim as an ox.” Was her only respond.

“But it’s my arm”
“You’re wrong”

Vi har ikke fået stilene tilbage endnu, men jeg er spændt på en karakter :)