Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Being christella

So I've created another blog called beingchristella.blogspot.com

because I felt that it's time to make fa few changes, as I feel that I grown that few inches longer! So starting a now blog was easier that deleting every single word that I ever wrote here... So What I'm asking from you my readers is to subscribe to it and follow me on my new journey :)

Love and much love Christella

Tuesday, 4 December 2012

100% love

Soo the other day I came home to a wonderful surprise.. My boyfriend picked me up from work and drove me home where He had bought a 100 roses i different colors and shaped it in a huge heart... I was so choked that I ran out of the door and he wet on to get me saying: "You are not the type of girl who gets a bouquet.. You are that special who deserves a 100 roses" This is by far the most romantic thing a guy has ever done for me.. i thanked him from the bottom of my heart letting him know how much I appreciate what he does for me and for our love.. And basically this is one of the ways to keep your relationship fresh and romantic and new. There were so many flowers that I had to use 3 vases

Friday, 9 November 2012

Follow me on instagram

It happen to be, that I got my new phone today... And while surfin around I found Instagram :) lol
so now am on it 
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Wednesday, 7 November 2012

I've been through this for too long

Just as I thought that I was way over racism and kept my distance from people who are racist it seems not to be enough -.-'  it will always find me.

Last Thursday  I experienced something so insulting that  it makes me sick  thinking about it.
It all started with my hubby picking me up from a late night shift ( I think it was at 4.00 in the morning) and we drove to get some late night food. We then stopped at a gas station to fill up the car and as we were finished a police car was suddenly there. However, one of the two policemen was looking very intense on us but we didn't care much about it, so we got back in the car and drove on. Five minutes after, they were behind us and the car was lighting blue, so my hubby pulled over and they came and asked him whether it was his had a driving license and if the car he was driving was his and he could answer yes on both questions. Then they asked him for an ID and asked him who I was and if I had some sort of ID, and they interrupted him asking me who I was and whether I could speak Danish. I said yes and they then asked me for my ID, so I gave it to them (In anger).
They then went back to the car to check up on us and when they came back one of them said "oh so you are dating, so she is you are girlfriend?" (My anger was pushed to the limits at this point.) They then told us that it was just a regular check up -yeah right, like I believe that...
 I believe that the main reason they did it was;
  1. It was a Thursday night, and they saw two young people out that late.
  2. Two young people... No no, let me rewind that... Two "not Danish looking" young people in a car - they must have stolen it, cause they can't afford it.
  3. A white guy at this time of hour with a black girl in his car - She an illegal immigrant
  4. A black girl in a white guy's car at this time of hour - She must be a prostitute.  
I am not exaggerating ( I wish). Nevertheless, I know that some black girls out there know exactly what I mean. Extreme stereotyping!
It's enough already when people judge me, but for the police to stop me just because of that! this is where I lost all respect I never had for the Danish policemen. Not to mention ever other police in the world apart form those who are in the game for good deeds.

I not only addressing the police, but the country I live in too! I came to this country to escape the madness and the sorrow that was going on in my own. And the funny fact is that they welcomed me with open arms, saying that I no longer have to worry.... Today 10 years after I see myself being bitter this nation, because of the things they put us through.
As a black girl/woman here, I'm named to be a gold digger and a passport-hunter. So there is no good in me being in a interracial relationship or walking down the streets with a white male friend. I even remember my mother telling me about how she and her friends weren't allowed to have dinner on a luxurious café because the owner was scared that they might be one of the things I mentioned. Seriously it makes me sick to my stomach!! How can some people (in this case, most of Denmark) be so ignorant? - has is something to do with who black girls represent themselves here? or are some Danes just hateful toward immigrants?
- Both I guess! -

So I'm addressing the black females too, those who puts us in a another shade of black - bad light -

It's about time YOU stand up strait and start carrying yourself like a proper ladies!  Why get dirty money while they are calling cheap, when you can get your own?  I see a lot of insecurities.  Believe yourself  and build your own empire.... You don't need no white man with money to show you the goods in life. Money is not everything. The same dollar you run for, that was so important then, will not be there defending you later
And to you looking for a passport - leave it, it was not meant to be.... Don't leave your entire life in a white man's hand to rule it, we are over slavery!  Yes the circumstances in Africa are poor but find a way, it's not impossible!

Personally I am tired of getting looks from some white people down the streets cause my man isn't the same colour as me. I tried of people assuming that I have lack of intelligence.

 Naaaaaa, my parents didn't work hard for me to be viewed different, my parents didn't prepare my future for you to ruin, they didn't sacrifice what they had for you separate me from the rest of the sociality -world-
Simple as that 

Sunday, 28 October 2012

That Solange

I know that this song have been out for a while now, but I simply have to share it with you, cause I'm so in love with it.... From the video to the vocals to the beat - Simply perfection! She never disappoint me whenever it come to her music....
It has this African touch and gives me this summer feeling every time i listen to it...  It's a feel-good song and has a really great vibe!  defiantly on my replay :)

Saturday, 20 October 2012

He inked it and listened to Beyonce

Don’t treat me to the things of this world

I’m not that kind of girl

Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve

Here is a man that makes me, then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny, to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
Say I’m the one you WANT

June 11th was the day Alexander popped the question and on the 13th September we got matching tattoo's with the number 11 :) cute right hehe...

Now that we are engaged the wedding and all that is not something that we are in a hurry to do, even though people may think so just because we are engaged at a "young age". We wanna take our time and enjoy being young (and stupid).
Marriage is something serious for me. It is something that I'd like to have time to think about, so I don't end up like one of those people who get divorced.  It's not that I don't love my man (only God knows how much I love him) but  I think that marriage requires a mature mentality and your heart at the right place... It should not be a spontaneous thing or arranged it should just  feel natural. Sadly there is a loooot of people in this world  who are getting married for the wrong reasons and I simply don't wanna be a part of it!
I personally want to grown as an individual and as a woman in able to give my all to the person I love and know that I'm getting married for all the right reasons -honesty-commitment-passion-

The how it happened part 

So, he came and met my mother and told her, ‘I'm in love with your daughter, I want to spend the rest of my life with her. We want to live together… So I want to ask you for her hand’ My mom was pretty cool about it and gave him her blessings. Nevertheless, one day out of nowhere while we were having a deep conversation he asked me to marry for the second time and I said yes. Later on that week  he told he parents that we were engaged. 
And to mark the date we got the number 11 tattooed, why?  well because it's a "ring" we never can take of, it will be with me no matter what, just to remind me of that my love for him is something that will stay with me forever.

He managed to surprise me again the day after his birthday, by giving me his grandmothers wedding ring :0 I seriously was about to die  at this point, just to think that I had inherit something out of true love.
His grandparent met right about the same age as us and they were together for about 47 years and for me that is true love :) And that's why I'm so luck to carry something that symbolizes that kind of love that I want to have with him. 

This is such a bliss and it's gotta be the most romantic thing a guy has ever done for me.  And I truly  hope that our love will last forever, as I at this point can't see a life without him, as he still that guy who can give me  butterflies and make me fall in love over and over again. 

I really hope for everyone(every girl) that they will  get to experience love like this, cause there is no greater feeling that love. It keeps you smiling and alive, and you feel like you can conquer anything  in this world.... 
Now it's been 18 months since we've been in love 
And you keep doin' things to show your proud of 
Thirty beauties in the room only me you see 
The confidence you give, lives in me I vow to never break your heart or never let you down 
For better or worse, I'll always be around And with you here, to share my life so complete 
And because of you I know how it feels to be