Day 2 - My first love

I really would like to say that my boyfriend was and is my first love cause that would have been really superduper romantic, but my big first love falls on music.

I've been trough ups and downs (just like anybody else), good things and bad things were music has been involved, and to be honest music is THAT big of a deal of my life that to this day if it weren't for music I probably wouldn't have been a live.

I hit a very dark period in my life a couple of years ago, and didn't really have anybody to turn too, not even my family. Everything was against me and I honestly felt like a good life was wasted on me. I didn't have any friends, I was teased in school and the memories still lived on, I walked around with a handicap thinking I was the only one out there in the world that was a "freak" like me and my family was... well being my family (not a good thing), and I just gave up.

Then as stupid as it sounds one little concert won me over, gave me hope and made me fight for what I believe in, cause maybe I wasn't that bad?

To this day I owe my life to the band I went seeing, cause without that concert I know I wouldn't be on this earth now.

The band I saw and gave me hope was simple plan. I know they're not a big flashy band with a show that goes kaboom like madonna or britney or something but it was exactly what I needed. I've been to a lot of concerts, but this (their first in denmark - way back) is the one that sticks out.

Then I had an internet friend back then I used to write with she send me this song, and words can't even describe how much I love this song

So as you guys can see there is a reason why I call music my first big love, and I know my bf is cool with that.

I also tend to associate people with music, so when I think of someone a song always pop into my mind.. example I associate my boyfriend with the doors = roadhouse blues, cause he talked about them so much when we first got together and he loves this song.

So what are your guys first love?

xoxo Mie

Big girl

So a couple of days ago was a big day for me. The 22nd of July to be exact, I've been living with my bf for a year.

I took the move from the capital city to a small town - and trust me I still need to adjust myself.

It's been like a roller coaster ride half of the time to be honest. It was the first time to ever move out of my moms apartment and way across country to live with my boyfriend. I've lost and gained so much from this experience.

That feeling you get when you finally living on "your own" is priceless, and there are so many things you learn from it... and jeez I feel grown up for wishing stuff for my kitchen, living room and so on - that kinda freaked me out when I thought about it haha

The sad part for me is I lost my best friend... that one person (besides you partner) you can really trust on. I don't really have any friends in this town other than my bf's friends, and yes I could sign up for classes to do something, but the selection here is so small you wouldn't believe it, plus Im working my ass of all the time. But don't feel sorry for me, internet is my friend lol

I don't regret the move for one second though... I'm slowly learning who the person inside me am, and which people I can count on and what I love to do.

Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once - Lillian Dickson

Im thankful for what I got and I know I only have one life, So Im gonna live it the best way I can _ Mie Nielsen ;)

Have a wonderful monday

-Mie