Memory like a goldfish
Almost like this, but worse.
I don't know why, but I can't remember anything what so ever.
It's been like this for a long time.
Ever since I was 18 or 20.
I don't remember stuff unless I repeate it 20 times or someone reminds me about it 30 times.
I don't know how to change that.
I don't know why, but I can't remember anything what so ever.
It's been like this for a long time.
Ever since I was 18 or 20.
I don't remember stuff unless I repeate it 20 times or someone reminds me about it 30 times.
I don't know how to change that.
Stick a fork in me - I'm rare medium
Finally, the day has come.
When it all comes to an end...but it doesn't.
I was at Byrålogen today to hand in my applications for exchangestudies.
I woke up really early (6.30 am) to see my student coordinator so she could sign my applications.
Ran to my class.
Started a new course.
Realized we have so many things to do this course, it all started to day - not a slow start at all.
Had lunch with my group discussing the first project.
Went to the next class.
Handed in my applications.
Went to work.
Requested the course litterature.
Took care of some administrative things like, contacted my landlord for renting out my room next semester, contacted CSN about my studyloans for next semester.
Now I'm at work trying to calm myself down after everything.
I still have som stuff to do.
I need to write a contract between me and the girl who's renting my room.
And study.
And prepare myself for two important meetings scheduled for tomorrow.
And eat dinner.
What should I eat?
No rest, no sleep.
Getting used to sleeping 4 hours/night.
Contrary to popular belief - I'm not that weird
Here are some photos from my insane study-for-the-dreadful-exam-days. It went a little too far this time. Somewhere between insanity and physical pain. I felt some weird stuff in my chest. Not warm and bubbly - the thing you people call love, instead buring and aching. Insane part, I will come to that, check out the pics.
Guess how many Energydrinks I consumed, I'll give you a clue, these two weren't the only ones.
Now to the insane part. I decided to take a 15 min break and do some manicure, you know do some creative stuff for relaxation. However I already have 2 months old nailpolish, because I find it sexy with flaking off nailpolish on my nails and it irritates my mum to death (she thinks I look like a prostitute). But I realized that I was out of cottonpads for the nailremover. I don't know how I could run out. Cottonpads are my life.
Anyhow, instead of breaking down I thought that TP was out of the question, it will cruble and be a mess so I came up with the brilliant idea to use a tampon.
Epic Fail.
But I manange somehow to get it off. And I did some creative stuff with different colours and patterns. But to the later problem. I'm very restless and impatiant person. Not a good characteristics when you do manicure, I'll tell you that.
Looks even worse now, the flaking off has been developed to scattering. I donno if this makes any sense, but lets just say that my nails looks like the bluemangroup and their siblings, the rainbowgroup (double rainbow all the way :) has been fornecating with eachother - messy, gross and illegal.
Guess how many Energydrinks I consumed, I'll give you a clue, these two weren't the only ones.
Now to the insane part. I decided to take a 15 min break and do some manicure, you know do some creative stuff for relaxation. However I already have 2 months old nailpolish, because I find it sexy with flaking off nailpolish on my nails and it irritates my mum to death (she thinks I look like a prostitute). But I realized that I was out of cottonpads for the nailremover. I don't know how I could run out. Cottonpads are my life.
Anyhow, instead of breaking down I thought that TP was out of the question, it will cruble and be a mess so I came up with the brilliant idea to use a tampon.
Epic Fail.
But I manange somehow to get it off. And I did some creative stuff with different colours and patterns. But to the later problem. I'm very restless and impatiant person. Not a good characteristics when you do manicure, I'll tell you that.
Looks even worse now, the flaking off has been developed to scattering. I donno if this makes any sense, but lets just say that my nails looks like the bluemangroup and their siblings, the rainbowgroup (double rainbow all the way :) has been fornecating with eachother - messy, gross and illegal.
Poo. But life goes on.
So I've done one thing on my checklist, THE EXAM, dam dam da!
What can I say?
It didn't go so well, to frase it gently.
But I hope that I passed.
Number two (lol, check the title), now I only to my applications for exchangestudies to get done. I decided to apply to University of California firstly, then Korea, Singapore and Hongkong.
The guestion now is do I want to stay for one or two semesters in Korea?
What can I say?
It didn't go so well, to frase it gently.
But I hope that I passed.
Number two (lol, check the title), now I only to my applications for exchangestudies to get done. I decided to apply to University of California firstly, then Korea, Singapore and Hongkong.
The guestion now is do I want to stay for one or two semesters in Korea?
I'm such a sellout
I recently got very afraid.
I swore that I would never start doing that.
I teased and made fun of those who did.
I had heated arguments with my best friends telling them they were stupid.
I said to them that they were immature, childish and couldn't express themselfs like other grownups do, say with WORDS.
But it has now come to an end.
I am one of them.
I have started to make SMILEYS.
;P
I swore that I would never start doing that.
I teased and made fun of those who did.
I had heated arguments with my best friends telling them they were stupid.
I said to them that they were immature, childish and couldn't express themselfs like other grownups do, say with WORDS.
But it has now come to an end.
I am one of them.
I have started to make SMILEYS.
;P
Am I a leftover woman?
Pic from flickr
I just read this article, then my friend showed me the English version.which made much more sence. I though it was about libral leftwing-women, but I was wrong - sorry.
Anyways, I just had some thoughts about my life lately, turing 25 and so...not depressing at all.
I'm not comfortable with the words: Leftover Woman.
To me it just sounds offensive and insulting, at least that's my opinion.
I would much rather prefer: Woman-who's-not-yet-found-a-partner-but-lives-happily-and-can-definitily-imagine-her-life-with-or-without-partner-really-doesn't-matter-as-long-as-she-is-satisfied-with-herself-and-her-life.
All those tv-shows, such as sex and the city, lipstick jungle, cashmere mafia and so on (those where the only ones that came to mind, I'm sure there are plenty more of where that came from), have made an impact on single women. Forget about the sex, career, drama, guys in the shows and think of how it changed single women. Now single women don't have to be seen as a leftover woman. Also female friendship is also something nice that came out of those shows.
Maybe people might get intimedated by these power puff chicks and it also be a bit over the top from the other side, but if it works for them, why not?
What do you want from life?
I thought a lot about it. I sat here at work and tried to visualize myself in 5 years from now and the thing that poped out was, OMG I will be 30 then!
But for real. I don't know.
All I know is that I want to be happy with my self and staying true to the person I am.
Career, location - those concret stuff are alwasy changing.
But the core will stay the same.
Very deep, I must say.
I will be funny and flimsy too.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
But for real. I don't know.
All I know is that I want to be happy with my self and staying true to the person I am.
Career, location - those concret stuff are alwasy changing.
But the core will stay the same.
Very deep, I must say.
I will be funny and flimsy too.
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Siesta
something that I love about myself is that I have absolutely no shame about taking naps.
some people find sudoku relaxing, I prefer to sleep.
the weird thing is that I never go to my bed for my nap.
I guess I'm so lazy that I don't have the energy to get up from my deskchair and take those painful 3 steps to my bed.
So instead I get my feet up on the desk and if I have a blanket in reach (I wish I had a snuggie) I'll put that on my tired body.
then zzzzzz.....
the thing about me is that if I'm tired, there's no way of keeping me up.
I will fall asleep no matter where I am, what I do and so on.
I wish I could share some photographs, but how would that go?
I mean, is it even possible for me to take pictures of myself sleeping?
maybe if I'm sleep-photographing. *genius!
some people find sudoku relaxing, I prefer to sleep.
the weird thing is that I never go to my bed for my nap.
I guess I'm so lazy that I don't have the energy to get up from my deskchair and take those painful 3 steps to my bed.
So instead I get my feet up on the desk and if I have a blanket in reach (I wish I had a snuggie) I'll put that on my tired body.
then zzzzzz.....
the thing about me is that if I'm tired, there's no way of keeping me up.
I will fall asleep no matter where I am, what I do and so on.
I wish I could share some photographs, but how would that go?
I mean, is it even possible for me to take pictures of myself sleeping?
maybe if I'm sleep-photographing. *genius!
Zooming out...or is it in?
I don't know about you but I tend to zoom out when I have a conversation with people.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that it's so boring that my mind floats away...
well, sorta. sometimes people are really boring.
No, just kidding.
I zoom out wheater you're speaking of tapeworms or lifechanging events. Just a bad habbit that I have. My friend compared me to J.D. in scrubs, which is rather fattering. I do like those appletinis.
anyways, it looks like this (now I'm about to illustrate it even though it would be better to videotape it so you get the feeling, but I'm not that technical, those videos I posted on youtube happend by accident).
Random dude: "...so I was thinking about when my cat died, and suddenly I was weeping like a child...."
Me (in my head): "Oh, my gosh, that's so bad...I really love Michael Jackson, why couldn't people just leave him alone. I mean, he loves children, not in that way, in a more lovable, non-creepy way. and the papparazzis, think of princess Di, see what you people do. Lady Gaga is really an icon. She's like Madonna, world breaking and wonderful, a wonderful, wonderful woman..."
Random dude (still talking): "then I when to the graveyard where all my cats are, I fell down on my knees and prayed for healing..."
Me (still in my head): "when you call my name it's like a little prayer, I'm down on my knee I want to take you there...or is it? maybe I should google the lyrics and get the chords so I can play it on my guitar."
Random dude: "but then my mum gave me another kitten and I felt so much better, you know what I'm saying?"
Me: "Yeah."
Two seconds later:
Me: "I'm sorry, what?"
Don't get me wrong, it's not that it's so boring that my mind floats away...
well, sorta. sometimes people are really boring.
No, just kidding.
I zoom out wheater you're speaking of tapeworms or lifechanging events. Just a bad habbit that I have. My friend compared me to J.D. in scrubs, which is rather fattering. I do like those appletinis.
anyways, it looks like this (now I'm about to illustrate it even though it would be better to videotape it so you get the feeling, but I'm not that technical, those videos I posted on youtube happend by accident).
Random dude: "...so I was thinking about when my cat died, and suddenly I was weeping like a child...."
Me (in my head): "Oh, my gosh, that's so bad...I really love Michael Jackson, why couldn't people just leave him alone. I mean, he loves children, not in that way, in a more lovable, non-creepy way. and the papparazzis, think of princess Di, see what you people do. Lady Gaga is really an icon. She's like Madonna, world breaking and wonderful, a wonderful, wonderful woman..."
Random dude (still talking): "then I when to the graveyard where all my cats are, I fell down on my knees and prayed for healing..."
Me (still in my head): "when you call my name it's like a little prayer, I'm down on my knee I want to take you there...or is it? maybe I should google the lyrics and get the chords so I can play it on my guitar."
Random dude: "but then my mum gave me another kitten and I felt so much better, you know what I'm saying?"
Me: "Yeah."
Two seconds later:
Me: "I'm sorry, what?"
