Okay, I have a question. When was the last time you showered the biggest carpet you have? Yes, showered. You know, as in took it into the shower and poured water on it? Can't remember? Oh, alright - let me be a bit more specific.
When was the last time you showered the biggest carpet you have because you accidentally dropped a package of cocoa on it at like 5:50am in the morning?
You know, sometimes I wonder what I have against chairs. If I'd just been standing on a chair like a normal person I would've reached my cinnamon without problems and I wouldn't have to clean up cocoa and I would've been in time for work. (I was only two minutes late, but still.) Besides, I had such a good outfit on and I had to change it because, of course, I got myself covered aswell. Sometimes I'm just such an idiot.
On a good note - at least the carpet is getting properly cleaned...
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
heatwave
I think my laptop is sick. Lately it seems to get insanely over-heated after only a few minutes and yes, I know that the videocard isn't really what it should be, but but...
I just hope it won't become like my mobile phone - it kinda only works when I have to call people. I get text messages four hours later - if I get them at all - and people can call me when I'm holding the phone in my hand and I don't get the call. I don't know why it's doing like that, but it might have something to do with the fact that I've dropped it a few times. (A few being probably more than 30.) Electronics just don't have the durability it used to have, you know? I mean, take my Super NES. Me and my sister got it for Christmas in 1992 and besides the fact that I had to update a cord it still works. It turns 18 years old this year. My baby becomes legal! I feel so proud!
I just hope it won't become like my mobile phone - it kinda only works when I have to call people. I get text messages four hours later - if I get them at all - and people can call me when I'm holding the phone in my hand and I don't get the call. I don't know why it's doing like that, but it might have something to do with the fact that I've dropped it a few times. (A few being probably more than 30.) Electronics just don't have the durability it used to have, you know? I mean, take my Super NES. Me and my sister got it for Christmas in 1992 and besides the fact that I had to update a cord it still works. It turns 18 years old this year. My baby becomes legal! I feel so proud!
Monday, 5 July 2010
right-side-traffic
I was going through some of my old Swedish entries and found some funny stuff. As you might've noticed I'm completely insane. There really is no way to break it easy to people - it's just rather obvious as soon as I start speaking. My best friend on the other hand is a bit closet-insane. You don't realise it when you meet her, but sometimes she just says things which are so completely weird that I just stare at her in amazement. This isn't one of those, but it still sums her up pretty good.
About the Olympics in 2006: "I think everyone should get a medal - that way no one will get disappointed. But since this apparently is a competition and not kindergarden, where everyone gets an award, only three people can get a medal."
This is something I wrote in 2006 on May 8th:
"The temperature has gone up 20 degrees in a month. That's not normal. That's greenhouse effect. Greenhouse effect isn't healthy. Unhealthy contributes to death. We're all gonna die.
About the Olympics in 2006: "I think everyone should get a medal - that way no one will get disappointed. But since this apparently is a competition and not kindergarden, where everyone gets an award, only three people can get a medal."
This is something I wrote in 2006 on May 8th:
"The temperature has gone up 20 degrees in a month. That's not normal. That's greenhouse effect. Greenhouse effect isn't healthy. Unhealthy contributes to death. We're all gonna die.
Todeloo."
Sometimes I really amaze myself. I mean, to really have grasped the concept of the world at the age of 22! It's wonderful!
January 2nd 2006:
"Today's conversation about the movie 28 Days Later:
Henrik: He is naked in almost the entire movie.
Me: If I should watch it when I get home instead..."
January 3rd 2006:
"We've agreed that you can't be good-looking, smart and healthy at the same time. You can be good-looking and smart, but then you're insane. As a base for this we (me) have taken some of the hottest and sexiest people in the history of the movies; the phantom in the Phantom of the Opera, Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars and Scarecrow in Batman Begins. They're all incredibly hot and very smart, but oh so insane that there's no one like them."
Same entry as a last note: "Cillian Murphy isn't naked throughout the move - only in the beginning (and then he's nude-nude) and somewhere in the middle, but that's alright aswell.
You know, it's really hot in here. Yesterday evening I lay on my couch with my balcony door wide open waving a folding fan and it was just insane. Today it's a little less hot, but wow - the air is standing still. I keep wondering if it's the heat or my head that does it. Lately I'm just everywhere all the time - it's like being high (I think - never been high). I'm so happy and you know, I'm in love. It makes it kinda hard to focus and everything is just wonderful. A part of me is afraid I'm gonna crash again and then the other part realises that I'm really in love with this guy and that it just works. We don't agree on everything, we can discuss things properly and he makes me laugh. I'm going to enjoy this and make it work. I deserve this. I really do. And yes, he's in love with me back. That's why it's so good. Did I mention that he is completely insane aswell?
Sunday, 4 July 2010
to the stars
There was a time when I couldn't wait for it to be the last day of April so I could go get a swim. It was many years ago now, but it was a thing I had with my sister and some of her friends. We'd go down to the, hrm I guess "sheep meadows" will have to do since that's what they were, watch the bonfire and then go down to the sea to take a swim. You see, where I live it's tradition to light a bonfire every April 30th. It's called "Valborgsmässoafton" [va:lb:orgsmess:o:aft:on] in Swedish and "Walpurgis Night" in English. (You know, I wonder if my phonetics actually help anyone. I doubt they'd help me.) It's basically a tradition in which you light a fire to welcome spring and shoo away winter. It's one of our heathen traditions that I'm so fond of. You see, according to the Christians of the past this was the night when bonfires were lit to keep the witches from going to the Devil and have the night of their life. Fires were lit on high hills and such to stop them. (I have to admit that I didn't actually know this - thank you wikipedia - and I know everything about anything. This is my entry - get used to it.)
Here in Sweden Walpurgis Night is basically a holiday. Most people only work half day and May 1st is our labour day so there is a lot of partying going on that day.
Hrm, I do believe I lost track here... Oh yes, the swim! During later years my swims have been pushed further and further into the year. You see, I don't like to swim alone and since no one wanted to swim with me I just didn't swim until it was warm enough for others. (I know - weaklings!) I even think there's been a year when I didn't swim at all because I was just working all year. That's a bit sad considering that water and beaches and swimming is in my blood. The salty smell of the ocean, the smooth feeling of sand between your toes, a late-night swim in the sunset... It's all part of me. So... yesterday I got it. All of it. It was more than I could've hoped for - it was more a dive in - dive out than an actual swim but all of me got under water, I had the company of my best friend (even though she didn't swim), I had a lovely sunset and I had the Baltic Sea. What more can you wish for?
Here in Sweden Walpurgis Night is basically a holiday. Most people only work half day and May 1st is our labour day so there is a lot of partying going on that day.
Hrm, I do believe I lost track here... Oh yes, the swim! During later years my swims have been pushed further and further into the year. You see, I don't like to swim alone and since no one wanted to swim with me I just didn't swim until it was warm enough for others. (I know - weaklings!) I even think there's been a year when I didn't swim at all because I was just working all year. That's a bit sad considering that water and beaches and swimming is in my blood. The salty smell of the ocean, the smooth feeling of sand between your toes, a late-night swim in the sunset... It's all part of me. So... yesterday I got it. All of it. It was more than I could've hoped for - it was more a dive in - dive out than an actual swim but all of me got under water, I had the company of my best friend (even though she didn't swim), I had a lovely sunset and I had the Baltic Sea. What more can you wish for?
Saturday, 3 July 2010
Wicked and Wild
There's a candle in my window. It's purple and one of those long, slim models that you have in a candlestick. (That's such a weird word - not as bad as "candle-snuffer" but still. Yes, I have to do that - it'll swim my head otherwise.) I've had that candle since I graduated from high school and it's standing in a glass vase with some stones. Here comes the funny part because since it's me, of course there's a funny part. It's bent. Yes, bent. Not broken. Bent. It follows the sun, you see. Like a flower which twists itself to get sunlight, so does my candle. I think it's a bit funny. (If you've ever wondered how a tiny green thing can break through asphalt or concrete - that's why. The tiny green thing wants the sun.)
You know, my plants look awfully sad right now. I figured it might not be enough water so I felt the earth and it's quite alright. Then I figured it was the lack of sun so I put got my blinds up, but they still look sad. So I did the only sensible thing. I googled. Between you and me, I think it's the heat that's getting to them. Of course, I'm still not completely sure about the sun-thing so at the moment my miniature palm-tree is standing in the opening to my balcony and getting tanned. You know, when I lived at home and thought about my apartment I saw a lot of wood and lots of greenery. Wooden blinds, screens, details and big green plants. It's a bit sad how far from that my apartment is. Sure, I have the wooden details in my bookshelves and my coffee table, but I have three green plants. Or well, two green and one flower. In case you're interested I think it's a peperomia, which apparently is latin and means "pepper like - it's a bunch of leaves really in a fancy pot. I like it - mainly because it's lasted since 2008 and because I got it as a moving-in-present from my best friend's mother. It means a lot to me. Then there's the palmtree. That's something I bought all for myself and I love it. Palmtrees remind me of Spain and I've always wanted one (palmtree that is - not a country). I think it's a yuccapalm or something. And then there's the flower. It's an orchid with the very easy name of "phalaenopsis". (You know, sometimes I wonder how the English-speaking world pronouce some words...) The miracle with this flower is that it's still alive and has been for quite some time now. I'm surprised. I used to kill cacti when I lived at home. (Yes, you can do that. You just give them so much water that they can't be cocky no more.) The note on how to take care of the orchid is still there and I decided to have a look at it.
You know, my plants look awfully sad right now. I figured it might not be enough water so I felt the earth and it's quite alright. Then I figured it was the lack of sun so I put got my blinds up, but they still look sad. So I did the only sensible thing. I googled. Between you and me, I think it's the heat that's getting to them. Of course, I'm still not completely sure about the sun-thing so at the moment my miniature palm-tree is standing in the opening to my balcony and getting tanned. You know, when I lived at home and thought about my apartment I saw a lot of wood and lots of greenery. Wooden blinds, screens, details and big green plants. It's a bit sad how far from that my apartment is. Sure, I have the wooden details in my bookshelves and my coffee table, but I have three green plants. Or well, two green and one flower. In case you're interested I think it's a peperomia, which apparently is latin and means "pepper like - it's a bunch of leaves really in a fancy pot. I like it - mainly because it's lasted since 2008 and because I got it as a moving-in-present from my best friend's mother. It means a lot to me. Then there's the palmtree. That's something I bought all for myself and I love it. Palmtrees remind me of Spain and I've always wanted one (palmtree that is - not a country). I think it's a yuccapalm or something. And then there's the flower. It's an orchid with the very easy name of "phalaenopsis". (You know, sometimes I wonder how the English-speaking world pronouce some words...) The miracle with this flower is that it's still alive and has been for quite some time now. I'm surprised. I used to kill cacti when I lived at home. (Yes, you can do that. You just give them so much water that they can't be cocky no more.) The note on how to take care of the orchid is still there and I decided to have a look at it.
"Plenty of light, no direct sunlight." Check
"Keep soil moist. May be allowed to dry out slightly." Check
"Remove surplus seepage water." Uhm...
"Add a little plant food once a month." Ehm...
"Room temperature." Well, my room is 30 degrees now so check.
"For decoration only. Do not consume." Right...
Maybe I just shouldn't be around plants. I don't remove surplus water and I don't give them food. If I can survive weeks on liquid then so can they, damnit! Uhm, by the way, do you think it's smart to have the orchid standing on the sub-woofer? There's sort of a water-mark on it now...
Hrm, I checked some care instructions (wow, English just gets weirder and weirder even though I guess that expression makes sense) and they seem strange. So I'm just gonna do what I do whenever I have a doubt about anything. I'll call my mother. When it comes to plants she's like Alice in the Carebear-wonderland. She can get anything to grow. Then again, I guess that's what happens when you have a deal with the Devil. Oh, I didn't tell you that? It's a rather long story. I'll tell you over a drink later.
Friday, 2 July 2010
the world burns apart
Do you remember that cream I got yesterday? The one I have to drip in my eye? You know, sometimes it's hard to remember that I actually am 25 years old. You see, I never was any good with dripping stuff in my eyes. When I was 13 I did an allergy test at the hospital and of course, being me, I was allergic to pretty much anything. "Do you have problems with any food?" "Uhm, no". I never told them about how I can't eat too many oranges. Or how my mouth starts to itch if I have too many almonds or hazeulnuts. Anyway, they tested me by dripping 15 drops of various, hrm, I suppose substances will have to do, on one of my arms. On the other I got 17 drops. Then they punctured my skin to see if I was allergic. Wow. I was allergic. And fuck, it itched like hell. It was a bit funny because the doctor saw that I was allergic to, among a million other things, dogs and we said we had a dog at home (or something - can't remember the exact start). So then he went "well, you have to get rid of the dog". He actually said that. To a 13-year old girl and her mother. So I went "I'm not getting rid of my dog - I'd rather move out of the house then". Some people should so not work with other people. I mean, seriously! Of course, when I got home, the first thing I did was hugging my dog like crazy. (No, I never was any good at listening to people I consider idiots really.) I got off track here... Oh right - so I got three different medicines. One thing - very much like an astma-inhaler - to shove up my nose and inhale. Yes, you read correctly. Then pills and then eye-drops when I found that my eyes got itchy. Eye-drops. I don't think I ever used them, I think I just took the itching. You get used to that after a while. You see - my skin has a habit of going really dry and itch so I have tried a million different creams and shit for it. Some eye-itch I can take!
Yesterday though I had to tell myself, literally, that "you can pay your own bills, cook your own food, you have a job - now you pull yourself together and drip one drop of this cream in your eye so you can get rid of the sty, damnit". I had to say that. I didn't feel mature at that point, but I felt so proud when I'd done it. So hooray for me! I can manage to drip stuff in my eye to get rid of stuff I don't want! (Yea, sometimes I'm not sure I'm older than 13 really...)
Yesterday though I had to tell myself, literally, that "you can pay your own bills, cook your own food, you have a job - now you pull yourself together and drip one drop of this cream in your eye so you can get rid of the sty, damnit". I had to say that. I didn't feel mature at that point, but I felt so proud when I'd done it. So hooray for me! I can manage to drip stuff in my eye to get rid of stuff I don't want! (Yea, sometimes I'm not sure I'm older than 13 really...)
Thursday, 1 July 2010
Anno 2006
"Why does Saigon never sleep at night?/.../Why does nothing here make sense?"
Why does your singing voice suck so much compared to everyone else's? I guess life just isn't fair, my friend.
You know, I'm gonna give you a tip. Sleeping for six hours when you got a doctor's appointment in the morning is not the brightest thing in the world. I almost had to support myself with the wall this morning because I was swaying due to being so tired. Don't get me wrong - it was still worth it, but it's just not one of the brightest things I've ever done.
So why a doctor's appointment? Well, you see it's a rather long story. At the end of February I had an eye-infection. At least that's what I think it was - my eye was red and itchy and hard to open. It went away and for some reason there was a sty left. I didn't really think much of it to be honest, I figured it'd just go away. Yea, you get the point right? It didn't. So I got a doctor's appointment to check it out and ta-da. So now I have some eye-cream-thingie and I'm supposed to drip a drop (lol that sounds funny) twice a day for seven to ten days. Side-effect can be itching. Yes, of course it can. It's hard not to itch. Good thing I'm the Queen of No-Itch. (No, not Norwich - no itch.) Anyway, hopefully it will go away and I will once again be the Snowhite of this world. "Mirror, mirror on the wall... Who's the most beautiful girl of them all?" You know, I have no idea if it goes like that - I always watched it in Swedish, but it rhymes so I guess it's alright. (Oh, and it's me by the way. Since I'm the evil Queen of No-Itch and all.)
I just realised that I got a skirt and a t-shirt on that I bought in 2006. I'm not sure if I should be happy or horrified, but I think that I'll just take the practical route and be happy that I can save money on clothes.
Why does your singing voice suck so much compared to everyone else's? I guess life just isn't fair, my friend.
You know, I'm gonna give you a tip. Sleeping for six hours when you got a doctor's appointment in the morning is not the brightest thing in the world. I almost had to support myself with the wall this morning because I was swaying due to being so tired. Don't get me wrong - it was still worth it, but it's just not one of the brightest things I've ever done.
So why a doctor's appointment? Well, you see it's a rather long story. At the end of February I had an eye-infection. At least that's what I think it was - my eye was red and itchy and hard to open. It went away and for some reason there was a sty left. I didn't really think much of it to be honest, I figured it'd just go away. Yea, you get the point right? It didn't. So I got a doctor's appointment to check it out and ta-da. So now I have some eye-cream-thingie and I'm supposed to drip a drop (lol that sounds funny) twice a day for seven to ten days. Side-effect can be itching. Yes, of course it can. It's hard not to itch. Good thing I'm the Queen of No-Itch. (No, not Norwich - no itch.) Anyway, hopefully it will go away and I will once again be the Snowhite of this world. "Mirror, mirror on the wall... Who's the most beautiful girl of them all?" You know, I have no idea if it goes like that - I always watched it in Swedish, but it rhymes so I guess it's alright. (Oh, and it's me by the way. Since I'm the evil Queen of No-Itch and all.)
I just realised that I got a skirt and a t-shirt on that I bought in 2006. I'm not sure if I should be happy or horrified, but I think that I'll just take the practical route and be happy that I can save money on clothes.
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