Happy New Year
Busy days.
Working 11 hours/day and studying the ones left.
hopefully this year will be less stressfull #youthinknotlikely (twitterlingua)
update
I study
I am alive
Lund University, ftw
Never in Lund.
It's going to be a bumpy, old spicy ride
the social network
waiting...
First Christmas gift!
My momma always said that life is like a box of chocolate.
sticky and messy if it gets warm.
too hard to bite if it's too cold.
enjoy with a glass of milk or a fine wine.
and because I'm lactosintollerant,
expect stomachache and cramps and maybe a few visits to the ladiesroom.
Merry Christmas!
I am so badass
I'm bloging from my classroom, in class.
I also overslept and had to runt to school.
Didn't have the time to even brush my hair.
yeah, this badass is on a roll here.
Now I'm going to steal candy from children.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Sitting at work. Everyone has left the building.
I'm still in Lund.
Listening to Judy Garland and imagine myself being in one of those sad Christmas movies where everyone else is having a merry Christmas except me who's sitting alone at the Library.
Alone.
Wishing to go home for Christmas.
I still have classes.
Tomorrow is my last day at school and also at work this year.
Feels pretty good though I wish I could have gone back home earlier.
I will come home the 22nd and do all the Christmas shopping and preparations the 23rd and try to get some freakin Christmas spirit.
Winterland
the perks of living in a dormitory
when you look outside the window to see this wonderful winterland
there's a trash bag hanging in the tree.
I thought of retouching it, but then again, I speak the truth.
and it's kind of funny.
going to miss the winter next year.
going to miss the beauty.
but not the cold weather.
Oh, LA, hope to see you next winter.
The Grinch
I miss those days when I had the time to prepare for Christmas. You know when you decorated the house, made gingerbread, gingerbread house, saffron buns (cats), dressed in ugly red sweaters, went to church, sang Lucia songs, went for Christmas shopping in the middle of December or made your own gifts, went up at 7am every morning just to watch Julkalender (the Christmas Calendar) and so on.
I always watch the first episode of Julkalendern just to see if it’s any good and if it is, I follow it every morning or evening.
But this year, I forgot.
I also forgot about Lucia.
And I forgot Advent Sunday, until today and today it the fouth, so I missed the other three.
I haven’t even thought about Christmas shopping.
My plan is to go out the 23rd and try to find gifts for the family.
Wish me luck.
But today, I was with some friends to say goodbye for the Holidays and drank mulled wine, ate traditional gingerbread and Skånish gingerbread (apparently they are soft and round, pretty ok) and cheese cake and pineapple, coz that’s how we roll. Yeah, traditional Christmas cheese cake and pineapple.
And I started to reminisce.
Back to those days when the Christmas preparations and expectations were a part of December and a magical time.
I miss those days.
2 years ago, when I had long hair and we had gingerbread house compitition in the dorm.
I won.
In my head.
I made my family's house
and small gingerbread people representing me, mum, dad and my brother.
some of my friends were lame and did the White House and Big Ben.
Totally lame.
All I want for Christmas...
...is you, rest.
I will burn in hell
My secret consumption
like Goffman would say.
or this is more of a drug for me.
I love them.
I've eaten more than 1,5 kg last week.
I'm a fan of temporary solutions
Update of my state of mind
But UC, you're worth it.
I'm a bit slow
I should have known better.
I should have done this a long time ago.
But then I again,
since when do I do stuff that is expected of me?
Never.
I always do stuff when someone says:
"hahaha, no one does that!"
Me: "done!"
Yep, I'm weird that way.
To expain better:
Today I ate my third Falafel.
in.four.years.
or as my father would say it:
Fala...Fel
"I know what you are."
My eyes are twitching, I going for the Twilight-Bella-look.
Mehahahaha
Wanna hear the Google Translate woman beatbox? Copy paste this from German to German: pv zk pv pv zk pv zk kz zk pv pv pv zk pv zk zk pzk pzk pvzkpvpvzk kkkkk bsch
Nostalgic
Like old times, it started with some dinner and prepartying.
Then we went to at party downstairs and danced like we never danced before.
I remember those times when I used to go out and party and it was apart of my weekly rutine.
Nowadays, I stay home and study, prepare myself for next year's adventures and just hang out with my closest friends.
But this nite it was so much fun.
We all were older, hopefully a bit wiser and acted like 16 years olders.
We saw the typical rolls/charachters.
the hunters: those people who's only got one goal - to get laid. very entertaining to watch.
the hipsters: standing in a corner pretending to be cool and to don't give a shit.
the drunks: they had tooooooo much to drink and are pretty much a pain in the ass coz they are very disorientated and bump into people all the time.
the posers: those guys who pose and preform like they are freaking Shakespear, "all the world's a stage...."
the cool guys: us, of course.
we danced like mad, and I don't mean Michael Jackson-moves.
No, I jumped around like insane, doing the robaot, jerking, the running-man and all the 90's classics, didn't give a shit, coz when you get older (I'm almost 25) and when you're don't have the pressure to meet someone you kinda relax and just are.
I laughed and danced and just remembered those days when I was younger and insecure and had different perspectives. I don't miss those days, but it's always nice to reminisce. I get quite sentimental. Being out with the old gang, like old times.... those were the days...of our lives.
Feeling a bit banged today
sorry, couldn't resist.
it's actually bangsed
my bad, typo
