One time, at band camp

Okay, so there was this party, like, and there were, like, loads of people and loads to drink and loads of fun, really cool, like. Then, the day after Johan came to town and he was kind of mad but cool anyway. And then, we all ate American breakfast in Deer Park and watched Police Academy and it was soooo cool, like!

Anyway.

In a few hours I am going back to Sweden and I won't be back until June. It feels a bit strange, but I am sure that it will be good for me to get away a bit (even if it means living with my parents for a month). First stop will be in Uppsala, where I'll celebrate Valborgsmässoafton (Swedish holiday who advocate drinking and pyromania) with Jojo, Jens and Jens. I guess this means that my countdown is almost over for now (:

The Return of the Swamp Thing

Yes, I am once again covered in green goo, have a hat made of Clingfilm and the smell of sheep is drifting through the house.

Tonight is mine (and Ida's) goodbye (for now) party. It's not like we are going to be gone for long, Ida will just be away for one week and I'll be back in the middle of June - but all reasons to drink are good reasons. We hope for a great party and if the amount of alcohol is any indicator it will be.

Anyway, time to wash away the goo and start pre-partying!

Calm before the storm

I am quite tired, but still planning to do the dishes before I give up and retire to my chambers. So yeah, to sum up the week, I have been spending a lot of time thinking about a certain guy who is back in London, working a lot 'cause he has a new job at a cocktailbar in Notting Hill. Met Eva on tuesday for one at Tom Barry's. We had the bbq on wednesday, as mentioned, wich was so very good. On thursday Daniel attacked us with pleasant company and wonderful food. And today was possibly the slowest workday ever, after wich I met up with Ida, Daniel, Liz and... a guy who I can't remember the name of for one at Shelbourne. Then me and Daniel met Hannah and we ate nachos and watched Tarzan, the Disney one, which was amazingly awful. So filled with clichés I wanted to cry. So retardedly ridiculous I wanted to cry even more. Every song in the film was recorded by Phil Collins, which was mostly just painful, and it was lousily drawn. The voiceacting of Minnie Driver was the only good thing about it. After that Hannah went home and me and Daniel watched Matchstick Men, to wich he fell asleep. He went home too and I kept watching, and it left me in a really strange mood.

And yes, that is the calm before the storm. A couple of intense weeks lie ahead. Tomorrow, or yeah, it's saturday by now, I will tidy up my room, bring some lunch to Ida, who is working (something I definitely should have done for Sara yes!), dye Saras hair, eat dinner with Sara and Maria and do a killer makeup for Maria for the kickass party we're having. And last but not least, make Sara's hair curlier that physically possible. And yeah, then there's the party. No sorry, I ment The Party. Yes.

Eight o' clock the next morning Afrika / Johan arrives, and I will be a sleepy commitee, welcoming him to the emerald isle. I hope it shows him it's best side, with sunshine and flowers and goodness instead of rain and beggars and trash all over town since it's sunday morning. A wee bit later we're having an american breakfast at Hannah and Ida's, and later possibly going to LadyFest. On monday Johan starts his new job and The Holy Mother arrives! Mine, in other words! I am a bit tense over this, I admit. With her travels Robin. I am not so tense about meeting Robin, only happy. Yes, I am absolutely fantastically happy about meeting my Mother as well, and I know she will be happy to see me and my new life but there is still the anxiety. What if I missed something. What if she turns up and says "Oh no honey. You got it all wrong." And then she points out something that is horribly horribly wrong. Such as... My house, or my clothes, or... anything in my brand new life. Wich she does'nt really know so much about. So I am slightly nervous. Most happy though. I can still think as a normal person, sometimes, and I know there will be load of happiness bestowed onto me, joy and flowery goodness of puppies. Mommy!

The day after that Sara goes to Sweden, to be gone and lost for almost six weeks. We shall terrorize her with questions of routers over msn all days so that she realizes how much she loves them, gives up her silly thoughts of finishing medschool and comes back for good. Ida leaves to, if only for a week. It will be a hard blow on all of us, to loose the two fiercest and dominating girls of the team on the same day... ;) 'Cause we love 'em.

The week with mom and Robin will be action packed and adventurous, filled with ...stuff, like a dolphin maybe, and other wild beasts, and maybe some beer, a choir festival, and Bealtane.

They leave on the fourth, the same day as Viola arrives. She starts work on the fifth and will be living with us when Sara's gone.

Shiver me timbers. Or something. I won't hardly be able to think during the next cople of weeks.

A Barbeque for Everyone

Yesterday we were supposed to have a little barbeque for dinner. Then Hannah invited herself and Danne, Maria invited Olof and after that Ida felt left out and demanded an invitation as well. In the end we had a dinner party with sooo much food and this is how you do it:

1. Buy a barbeque
2. Buy loads of food
3. Assemble the barbeque
4. Put Kristina and Danne out in the backyard with said barbeque and food
5. Wait and drink wine
6. Wait and drink more wine
7. Wait and try not to black out from drinking loads of wine on an empty stomach (drink water)
8. Wait and try to control your hunger so that you do not attack Kristina and Danne with a sharp barbeque tool
9. If you fail in following no 8, please take appropriate measures (bandaid, emergency room, bury the bodies)
10. Eat and enjoy the steak, veggieburgers, halloumi, veggie skewer, corn, potatoes, potato salad, broccoli salad, green salad and garlic bread.

Yum (:

The joy of Matilda and the last week

Matilda visited me last week, it was great. She arrived on Monday evening, and on Tuesday we took the bus to Killarney, where we had no idea where to go, so we just picked a direction and went that way. After a short while we found a sign saying "Ross Castle" so we thought "Yeh, that sounds great, lets go that way" and so we did. In the end we found the castle and a lake and boats and it was all very beautiful. We had sandwiches with us, so we had lunch on a bench, with a view that was... pretty amazing! Later that day, back in Cork, we had dinner with Ida, Dave and Olof, and later beer with Kristina, Jocke and Dave. I had to work on Wednesday and Thursday, but we had Taco Dinner on Wednesday with people, it was very nice. On Thursday evening she left me for other adventures, I got a text from her this morning, and she said that she is in The Czech Republic now!

Friday was slacker night with Disney movie, hot chocolate and I went to bed early. Saturday was Hannah's birthday dinner and Old Oak and Crane Lane. Sara wasn't very happy when they didn't let her in without ID, but they never asked me for ID, and I'm younger than her! Danne didn't really believe that, he said that I look like I'm 22-23, might be why they don't ask me for ID ("hehe" is the sound inside me). On Sunday I had a date, including late lunch/early dinner and a walk, yay!

B-day!

Happy birthday to Hannah from Vicar street!

We were out last night, celebrating. It was lot's of fun. Today we've been cleaning... And Maria's been on a date!

On friday we watched Disney movies and drank hot chocolate. The weekend has been kinda quiet, to make up for an intense week of visitors and dinners and stuff. Joakim was here, visiting me, and Matilda was here visiting Maria. And pretty soon my friends Afrika and Viola will be moving here, Viola will even be renting Sara's room while Sara is in Sweden. And my mom and Robin are visiting at the same time. So lots of stuff coming up. Personally I just want to go to Lund right now, and spend Valborg in the park. Or to London. I really want to go to London.

A special thanks to Joakim for telling me about the sweded movies on YouTube. Gotta love the tube. And Be Kind Rewind was a great movie!

Death to the Bouncers of the World

I hate you all! Garr! I AM 20!!

*takes her ID and goes back into town*

Freckles Makes It Summer

It was summer today. The sun has glared down over Cork luring the people out in the warmth, to the beer gardens and luring the freckles out in the light, so that they now cover my face. Summer skin. I like it.

After work today we all gathered at the Raven for drinks in the sun and the gang was introduced to kind of new and brand new people: Kristina’s pretentious Poet, Jocke, and Maria’s friend, Matilda. Kristina, the Poet and I later went to an art exhibition to see a friend of Eva's art. Kristina found it interesting and asked for "wore mine", the Poet mostly gave an account of the different psychological disorders and drinking habits of the Scandinavian countries and I found it nice without any drinks at all.

I have kind of missed hanging out with everybody and when I did I got so nostalgic. God, I am going home soon! I even hugged people, while under neither the influence of alcohol nor a gun threat.

And you know what? Today is also a one month anniversary. I like that too.
(if my heart had a face it would smile)

Where's Your Head At?

I survived yet another bug - yey for me!

I spent Thursday and Friday knocked out in bed and did nothing except finishing my application to the University of Lund. Note to self: do not, I repeat, not write important stuff when your head is in a fever haze. In my very important mail to the admission board I managed to write that I want to move to Lund because I have a girlfriend in Luleå (the distance is 1220 km). Oh well, no biggie.

Anyway, the papers are now in and all I have to do is hope. And of course kick some anatomy ass on my upcoming exam.

Better

I love feeling healthy, or at least healthyer, (I'm better, but Iv'e been better) and also, I love my job. Or, I love working here. Best boss in the world, and best workmates.

Hope Sara gets well! And Nicolai returns from being lost.

Now for some friday funsies.

Lost in Translation

This is not a good day. At all.

All three of us are down with the same bug: headache, sore throat, runny nose, swollen glands and aching body - times three. And all of us work at the same place so we can't be home sick at the same time. Today Kristina stayed at home in bed which meant that I had to drag myself to work and she wasn’t the only one who didn't come in to work. Right now we are 4 people covering the Nordic market; Ida and I are alone on trying to deal with the Danish line. I do not understand Danish, not even a little bit, so it takes me like 5 minutes just to understand that they have the wrong number.

Most of all I just want to go home, pull my duvet over my head and then break down and cry.

Both the End and the Beginning

I never told the end to my story about the Adventurous Trip to Sweden. It was an interesting weekend. Tegan and Sara was awesome (I could go on forever about that concert), spending an evening watching dyke movies was educational, song contest finale and touring Gothenburg with my sister was nice indeed and of course hanging out with Mia for the first time in forever was great.

But the most interesting thing for me was that I came to Lund kind of heartbroken and nervous and left Lund as a confused but happy person. A rather un-single person. I like that. I like her. A lot.

So now I am counting the days (25) until I'll be back in Sweden and actually get to see her again. It is rather hard sometimes, and right now I really wish there weren't a bloody sea and two (rather unnecessary) countries separating us. But I knew what I signed up for and even though it might sound a bit pathetic, she is worth the wait.

Bugged

I have fetched myself a brand new bug, though I am quite sure the culprit is Jojo who must have e-mailed it to me. My head is filled with so much cotton that it hurts and I passed out at 8 last night. During these circomstances it's hard to look forward to a "fancy drink"-evening after work, but I will do my best. It can't be that bad to mix ibuprofen with bloody marys, right?

French people in the backgarden

Our French neighbours knocked on our door and she said "I have dropped my armchair in your backgarden" and I was like "Eeeeh, okey, well, come in..." and we went to our backgarden (and everyone who has seen our backgarden knows how small it is) and I didn't see any armchair, so I asked again, and she said "I dropped my hamster" and I was tired and slighty chocked "hamster? ... hamster?! ... the animal?!" Yes, our French neighbour had dropped her hamster in our backgarden, and yes, she found it.

The Brain, the wine and the self-loathing

Oh dear. I am hungover. At work. And it is not very enjoyable. My brain hurts. Also, getting drunk on a tuesday is extremely retarded! Especially when you should be doing lots of other stuff!

Argh! Self-loathing overdose.

The Brain, the Beer and the Bitterness

Okay, so the truth might be that the candlelit dinner was with Ida, and the time spent in bed consisted of me watching Oceans 13 while she slept - but can't a girl dream?!

Now I am home alone, drinking tea and listening to classic music as I try to force Latin words into my head. While I am gaining knowledge about the different parts of the brain and therefore getting smarter by the minute, the other girls are out killing their brain cells with alcohol. Oh, such irresponsible girls - drinking, laughing, socializing when there are arteries to name, nerve tracts to memorize and nuclei to... curse...

No, I am not bitter.