Calm







The sounds of the silence around me sound good to me right now

The wind shaking the leaves of trees so green you can hardly even imagine

Birds singing, just because they can and because it’s summer


In the distance I hear faded sounds of civilization

The subway, I think, and possibly some trucks


But mostly what I hear is the peace and omnipresent quiet of my immediate surroundings

 A beautiful morning

In my previous entry I revealed to you my favorite drink of the month
Now some other of my favorites in my soon to be reoccurring blogtheme:

...Of the week




Food of the week: Kapsalon (French fries, lettuce, cucumber , döner or soarma and lots ‘o Garlic sauce) because I’ve devoured way too much of it as it is so my diet can pretty much go out the window!!


Song of the week: Chiddy Bang - Opposite of adults . The track just sounds cool to me, has a good flow and delivers my kind of message, all with a happy tune to it to boot!




Snack of the week: Chocolate coconut cake, I had a bite of a sample yesterday, and man, that’s some good stuff.


Exercise of the week: Stair walking, I want to do at least 2 sets of ten every day. Although I work-out 3 times a week at the gym, I figure I should pay in flights of stairs for the crappy, but oh, so delicious foods I’ve been eating.


Outfit maker of the week: My beige dotted flower broche. It can make any and every plain looking regular black or white tee look al cute and what not! I love Primark for providing it for me!!


Care product of the week: Rose petal hand cream. It makes both my hands and feet lusciously soft, I love it!!

New Favorite Drink






I have decided on something very important indeed. From now on untill at least the 18th of august, this

will be my new favorite drink.

Why you might wonder...Well, I'll tell you why. I've decided this because the fore displayed fruity and milky drink, will provide me and one of my bestest friends everest, to go to Lowlands festival 2010 on the 19th of August. Me and sed friend are going to win the contest and win the tickets!!!

All the men in my life feel it's their job to give me "a dose of cold and hard reality", which I would roughly call regular pessimism, and tell me that we're not going to win. I however, have sort of a 6th sense about this particular thing, and feel that it is my job to rubb my quest and hunger for tickets in their faces.

I'm not delussional, I'm confidant baby! And I'm going to Lowlands!!!

Sweet sent

The day was hot, hot but not sunny. At first glance it seemed like a cold and drizzly day. Instead it was hot, sweaty and gloomy outside.

Right now, it's perfect. The sky is still unclear, but the air seems less heavy. There's a breaze and it's not as hit because of it. And to top it all of it smells very tree and honey-like. For some reason the air smells sweet.

This is just one of those odd but perfect nights to walk around on. And I happen to be doing just that...

I love x7

- I love my piano ( I know it;'s getting old, but it's still very much the truth. She soothes me and she makes me smile:).

- I love the sun, I know the person who I was inspired by to write all of this wrote this down as well, but it's just to good to not mention!

- I love my nephew who I grow fondly of and Love a little more each day. His smile can make my day.

- I love the fact that I can gush about things so blantently and not get sick to my stomach like I used to:P

- I love the food my mom cooks. Now I've eaten good food in my life, in many places, but none of the food was ever as good as my mom's. But then again, she just rocks!

- I love to get dressed up and try on every summery outfit I have in my closet and then take pictures of my self in all of them, just because I can!

- And off course...I love my boyfriend and all my friends:P(to bits)!

From another life...

I thought this was new ground I'm on. I thought I hadn't been here before.

But I think I have. The walls are painted differently, instead of carpet wooden boards now cover the floor. But it is the same place.

The same old building, with dark rooms and big sturdy pillars. This is defenately the place. The place where I was first confronted with my own irrationality, where I was forced into believing in my own disposibility and replacebility.

And now, here I am again...

The boy who cries, I just don't give a sh*t...

It's not that I forgot to call,
I just didn't care enough to remember

It's not that I don't want to visit you,
I just don't care enough to

It's not that I don't want to say hi for you to them,
It's just, that I don't care

It's not that I don't want you here,
I just don't really care if you are

It's not that I don't love you he said,
I simply do not care...

The Real World

It´s about to start...

The real world that is. I’m soon going to be leaving my sheltered, funloving life in which I can be funny and easygoing as most things in it .

I´m almost done with my bachelors degree and because I slacked off a year, I now have no money saved up for my masters degree. Sucky indeed, however, it does kind of force me to get ready for the “real” world...

Eventhough this is an exciting prospect in a way, it also scares me shitless. I mean, what do I know about the “real” world right?? I almost have a bachelors degree in ‘Can-anybody-really-say-what-it’s-About-ology’ And that honestly prepared me for pretty much nothing.

As SATC’s lead-character once said this is not a good economie in which to be whipped cream. And this is very much true in my case. People with real degrees who actually know things aren’t able to get jobs, how on earth am I going to be able to find one?? Not to mention my complete lack of experience at any real job, my half assed internship and my complete lack of selfconfidence when it comes to a real job (you might have picked up on the whole selfconfidence thing already).

So in the “real” world, as I like to call it, I’m much more screwed and screwed up then I am funny and easygoing as are most things in it...

Thumbs up and mozzeltov to me!

My reality

As I sit on the kitchen floor, wearing my boyshorts, a tank, my grey flowy vest and his wollen socks, while he’s making us breakfast, I realize something:

I really love this man...

Eventhough I’ve known this for quite some time now, there’s something about this moment that makes it abundantly clear that I do. There’s something about this moment that makes it impossible for me to even imagine ever not being able to love him.

Other peoples reality presses me to think otherwise and to keep in mind that dispite my feelings now, this might be different someday.

But in this moment other peoples realities are just that, theirs. This right here is my reality, ours. And in our reality, right this second, I could love this man forever.

Before he turns to pick up my breakfast and hand it to me I stop him and kiss him.

Because this moment is ours...

Sharing

The way you rub my back, because seeing as I’ve got my period now, my back’s a mess.
I make you tea and peal you oranges. You get me water and tell me it’s better to eat something. I tuck you in and make sure you’re warm. You lie down next to me and put a cold and wet cloth on my forehead.

Even though I hate being sick, when we’re being sick together, I can’t say I hate that. I really can’t.

Out to dinner : Part Two

As if god reads my blog,

I am now sick. Was it the food??

Out to dinner

Truth be told, I wasn’t looking forward to this particular dinner. Although I’ve been working with these people for about 7 months now, I don’t really feel like part of the group. At least not as much as I’m used to being part of groups. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I can’t deal with so many woman in one place all gossiping about one and other, and then maybe, I just need some more time to figure out group dynamics a bit more.

16.15 Stud up by guyfriend who was supposed to take me to the restaurant.
16.16 Annoyed as hell with that fact.
16.38 After many attempts to find and to contact sed. Friend, heading towards her own car and getting her ass to the restaurant herself.

Now as you might very well guess, this did not help me to look forward to the rest of the
evening. If anything, it made me feel like I should make a u turn and chill my marvellous ass
home.

16.59 Just in time to make the reservation. Earlier mentioned friend called to ask for
directions and to pretend to not have remembered that we had made an agreement
that he would come pick me up.
17.15 After having ordered drinks with the people at my table and after sitting through a
couple of pretty boring minutes, we contemplated heading to the self-service area to
get our food.
17.25 We actually went.
17.32 Earlier mentioned friend showed up, apologized a gazillion times and offered to buy
me dinner.
17.45 I decided he had begged for my forgiveness enough so we could now enjoy our dinner.

After this everything went fairly swiftly, and easily. I actually talked to some of the people who I usually don’t really talk to and I possibly got to know some of them a bit more.
Before I knew it was 21.00 and I had gone through the first course (egg roles and sweet chilly sauce, sushi, and bread and garlic butter), the second course (shrimp, sweet peppers, onions and cucumber), the third course (beef, sweet peppers, sugar snaps, onions, and mushrooms), and I had actually managed to make it to the 4th course (Stratciatella and vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce and whipped cream).
We had discussed woman’s tomatoes and men’s fish or shrimp. We had sung a birthday song to the birthday girl. We had given our presents to the people leaving and we had laughed our butts off.

All in all, it wasn’t a bad evening at all, it was actually kind of fun!*

(*besides the whole eating 4000 calories and being stud up of course)