Michael Jackson: (B) EAT IT!

My English teacher will be proud of me now: no Danish!

My mom also started crying when she read my last post. To make sure that won’t happen, I wanna write my diary-kind-of-blog again. And the first thing I wanna say is that…

America makes you (me) fat! Or at least just fatter than you want to be.

Friday night I was hosting a horror-movie-night with Mette Bennekov, Mette Bækgaard, Matias, Nicolai, Mogens and Erik. This was how it went:

My hostmom can’t relax, and even though I said that we would buy our own food, clean up ourselves and all that, she still wanted to help and make food and help with the cleaning. So she of course made a lot of food, as usual. And I ate a lot of it! My first step towards fatness.

People came about 6:30 PM, just before our two really delicious pizzas from Pizza Hut arrived. We ate and ate and ate, and it didn’t take more than 15 minutes, then the pizza was gone! Of course we were 6 to eat it, but it was still fast. And then terror hit us. My hostmom wanted us to sing Karaoke! Yup, my hostmom wanted us to sound like Celine Dion, while we just sounded like cats in a fight. But we got along with it, and sang like crazy. I can tell you this: “Beat it”, “We Will Rock You” and “You were always on my mind” had never sounded more horrible! Perhaps, but American Idol would have sent us to hell, that’s for sure!

After “Beat it” hurting each other’s ears with the singing, we decided to start our horror night! We took blankets, popcorn and chips and made ourselves comfortable in the couch and the chairs (and the floor) and started watching “Bad Teacher”. Not that much horror, but it was a fine movie. I just don’t wanna watch it again. Then we went to the next movie “Black Hawk Down” or something like that. I didn’t pay any attention to it, and I don’t think anybody else did. Well, 10 minutes later we decided to switch to the next movie “Stripper Academy” and as the name might reveal there were a lot of naked women. I can tell you this about the movie: the horror in this movie was how terrible bad it was! THUMBS DOWN LIKE NEVER BEFORE! I have never in my life seen such a bad movie and if I ever hear somebody talking about showing that movie, I will kill myself! No plot, no characters and the man we think was the main character, who we never found out who was anyway, was always trying to get laid, and he never did. The one, who made that video, was absolutely not my favorite. Perhaps not sober either!
Then we finally reach the (first and only) horror movie of the night, “Halloween”. It was about a boy, named Michael, who was a psychopath and killed everybody in the world. And of course he wore a mask, like the booh-man in the horror movies always does. It wasn’t a horror movie like “Friday the 13^th” or “The Grudge” or “Scream” – it was just blood and screaming and no light during the whole movie. There was more light coming from the credits when the movie was over, then from the rest of the movie. Disappointed? You bet!  

But even though our movies was the worst s**t in the world, it was a good evening. Not at least because it was in good company! And with a lot of candy, so this was the beginning of my fat-days.

Because after every Friday, there comes a Saturday. And this Saturday was spend with Bennekov and Bækgaard in Seattle. And of course we had to eat lunch at “Hard Rock Café” and it was so awesome! Our waitress (can you call it that, if it’s a male?) was singing along with the songs – and it was EVERY SONG! A shame that he wasn’t present during my hostmom’s Karaoke the night before.

We all ordered the same burger: Local Legendary! And what a burger! It was just as tall as my head! Okay, maybe not that tall, but it was really tall! And it was the best burger I have had in looooong time. Then Bennekov took a bite of this green thing on the top, which looked like some kind of pepper. I never knew what it was, but she said to me that I had to try it and I should do it from the middle of the green pepper thing. Now, you can imagine what happened now: I took a bite of this green thing. Spicy the first second? No. Spicy the next 45 minutes? YOU BET! My tongue was in pain. Nothing I did would make it stop hurting. Normally I can eat chili and jalapeños, but this thing was say too spicy, even for me! If you ever have the Local Legendary in Seattle’s Hard Rock Café, listen to me: don’t eat the green thing on top, unless you wanna die in pain!

Well, I was so full after that lunch, that I thought I would never have to eat again that day. I was of course wrong, because Bennekov and I just had to go to Starbucks. Just because we can! And we were starting get tired from the last night, mostly because of the no-sleeping-thing you always do when you’re having a sleepover. But that shouldn’t keep us from going to the pancake house for dinner! And it was a fluffy pancake with ice cream, whipped cream and chocolate sauce and it was definitely heaven on earth! After that I once more decided not to eat more. But when I came home to my place with Bækgaard, I just had to have a brownie. If I wasn’t full that day, I don’t know when I am! It is just before I wanna compare it to the feeling you have, after eating everything you can 24^th and 25^th December! And I eat a lot those days, but this time… God, I was so full after eating!

And now I am wondering whether I should go upstairs and take a brownie... hmmm, what to do in situations like this? Eat just a little more… Okay then!

So if America doesn’t make you fat, I don’t know how to argument for my belly!