Down south and across the pond

For five days I was down south and visited friends. Two friends, both of them girls, both with the alphabet I at the beginning of their names, both very close and dear friends to me. Basically; important people!


My first stop was in Helsingborg, where I crashed at Ida's place and hung out with her and her boyfriend. Now Helsingborg is usually a city I wouldn't find worth my time visiting; but when one of your childhood friends moves to the south and you haven't seen her in ages, you start to miss her and find Helsingborg worth your time to visit. So I did, like I also promised her. We had loads of fun! I got to know her boyfriend a bit better than I previously had, we catched up on life in general, we saw amazing architechture, and we also took a daytrip to the neighbouring country: Denmark. We basically ate a lot too, and my love for chocolate was definitely declared in Copenhagen - Ida can definitely concur to that. In Copenhagen, Ida took me to the most cosy café I've ever seen. Retro and cosy with awesome food, for not that much of your wallet. Apres ca, we wandered the streets of Copenhagen, stopped by a Bridal store and checked out weddingdresses, and also hung out mostly at the Lego store.

Getting back to Helsingborg; it is a really cosy town. I found it remarkably pretty and personally cosy, so I can just imagine the beauty it will have during the summers! Seriously, the cafés in Helsingborg are like ten times better and more cosier than in Stockholm. The restaurants too for that matter. On my last day, Ida and her boyfriend showed me this awesome Italian restaurant which was so cosy and so personally decorated, it basically breathed the best of Italy! It's not easy to succeed with such things, especially not in Stockholm. Many restaurants just end up being too big and spacey, that the personal and characteristical details disappear leaving no effect. After we lunched there, her boyfriend Niklas took us to a really retro and cool diner where we had coffee/tea. Then I departed for Malmö.

Malmö. It was probably the one city I never liked and had tons of prejudice against. Well, I was sort of proven wrong... As soon as I got to the station and went looking for Ivona, I heard that dispicable accent of theirs everywhere. However, I must say that during my stay it grew on me so I don't find as dispicable as I used to. One of my major prejudice is that crime is happening 24/7 in Malmö (it does everywhere though) and that there are police cars around every corner and block. Now that's a lot of reinforcement, right? So as soon as I meet Ivona, I start pulling jokes based on my prejudice, mocking her big time. She stays loyal to her new hometown and laughs it all of, saying stuff in the aire of "screw you!". Then five minutes after my arrival, after the first block and corner that we turn on - what do I see? Three police cars, blue and red lights twirling around in the darkness, police officers (hot ones!) standing around, two guys who were arrested (one standing outside, one in one of the police cars), a combi car with it's trunk popped and stuff that looks like drugs such as cocaine and shit. Well, what do you know! (Eat that Ivona, haha.) I looked at her with a smug smile slapped on my face and she probably whispered "damn it".

Apart from that, we rented a bunch of movies and pigged out. I visited her college (Musikhögskolan i Malmö) and watched her rehearse with a pianist. It spread a form of nostalgia on me and I remembered how fun music and ensembles could be. Almost as if I wanted to go back to it; obviously not as a profession. We walked a lot too, my feet got all sore from walking all over Malmö center. Ivona showed me some mind blowing architechture that they had at a vicinity called Västra Hamnen. OMG the houses and buildings were so friggin pretty and probably cost a fortune! If I'd ever have to live in Malmö, then Västra Hamnen is the place I'd make sure I'd live in. I even found my dream house there (although, I have many dream houses).

What else is new..? Right! I recieved my letter of acceptance from Heidelberg University. This whole Erasmus is starting to feel a bit more real now. I also got an accomodation, I don't know which or how big but at least I have a place. So I'm definitely excited and it's pretty much only a month left. I should book my plane tickets soon. And start planning what I need to bring. So far I have 7 pairs of shoes coming with me, 4 bags, 3-4 jackets and pretty much my whole wardrobe. It's probably more than necessary, but I'm a girl; I need my various options of clothing.

Bald fahre ich nach Südschweden...

...und treffen die beiden Frauen mit I.

Erster halt, ist bei Ida in Helsingborg. Ich freue mich sher, weil wir nicht uns treffen haben. Am Mittwoch, fahre ich weiter nach Malmö - dort soll ich Ivona treffen.

Es wird viel Spaß machen!
Jetzt hab' ich den Zug erreichen - tschuss!

The F word on a Saturday night

MY f***ing neighbors have f***ing parties every f***ing night
with f***ing good music playing the same f***ing beat
and I am not f***ing invited

- what the fuck?

If people could only see my mother right now, who has fallen asleep on her favourite couch; she looks so cute with her new glasses falling off of her head.

And she has gotten one hell of an awesome laptop as her birthday gift (I am typing on it as I am writing this). Von mir natürlich...

Great friends

I never imagined time to pass by so slowly. I suppose it's passing by both slowly and quickly, that odd way you can't come around to describe.

Yesterday, I was entertained by Cecilia and her boyfriend Nikolai. I really appreciated to be held company by them. Lately, I've had nothing to do but much to think about, and it's almost driven me insane. So for two people who have a lot on their plates (mind you, they have demanding BAs and both go to quite prestigious unis), to find time to squish me in was awfully sweet. I am very grateful for it too!

It was quite funny how they also managed to turn me into a bit of a gamer. Or more likely, I got in touch with my gamer-side. We played World of Warcraft, Sims 3 and Minecraft. I also wanted to try out Amnesia but we didn't get that far. I saw Nikolai play Star Craft (?) and Battlefield. those two were actually not new to me, my cousins (three guys) played that all the time. Just like Coutner Strike and Day of Defeat. I played day of Defeat too, once a upon a junior high time. It is not very me now, but it was then...

So World of Warcraft... I never understood why people made such a big fuss about it, but after yesterday I finally understood. I saw the world and the characters - it was awesome. The graphics aren't bad either. It's amazing how creative game designers can be. and depending on what genre you're playing: their imaginations can be freaking alarming too (I was refering to Amnesia, a horror game).

One day has passed, and now I have one day less until I am in Germany and fully occupied and etc. However, it is only two days left until I am united with Ida, and I seriously can't wait for that!

Ida and Cecilia at a picnic in Bergshamra, 2006.

Now I am off to meet Habiba for a cup of coffee. I feel we both have to "lätta på hjärtat lite".
Perhaps her more than me...

Habiba, Habiba, my Beebs!

I am currently sitting in my room. Showered, fresh but I haven't brushed my teeth quite yet...

I am waiting for Habiba to come join me and we'll probably watch some Grey's. I think we'll be picking up from where ever we left off last time. I'm excited to see her. She's just started her nursing program and I can't wait to hear all about it. I'm so jealous, I want to have started my BA too!!!

I also want to be in Germany. Six weeks is starting to seem like forever, and I know that six months will fly by.

Either way, I am dying for Beebs' company. Only twenty minutes left or so :)

Some time in May 2010. Look at Beebs eyes, so pretty!

Music from my memories

sung to me in a café...

On a mission to regain 2 lost kilos

I do not know what has been up with me the past few weeks, but I was sick twice and for short periods. And everytime I get sick, it's the same story all over again - I manage to drop a few kilos. Kilos that took me years to gain, and that I now have to eat back.

With that said; I have had some seriously big cravings for carbohydrates. I have satisfied the cravings and fattened myself up with tons of pasta and bread. Fruit slips joyfully in to the picture, and the sight of chips and chocolate makes me sick. Even ice-cream, which I love!

At least, it is healthy cravings. I think that as soon as the ice starts melting away or is covered by a thick layer of snow, I will resume my jogging. It has been forever and I need to get out of this flat and just run!

When Sunday comes I will also be relieved. All the things I am juggling will be done and gone by the 15th. That's the big deadline. It is also on Sunday, that I will have gained some clarity on a specific issue. I think I already have the clarity though, I think I know what will happen, I must have anticipated it all along. I suppose I should see it as: recieving a confirmation of my anticipation.

Sunday... I think I will be wholly at peace by then.

Pushing towards effectivity...

I finally sent the online application for student accomodation to Studentenwerk Heidelberg. I suppose that I am slowly starting to realize that I am actually leaving. However, I am still waiting for the department to call me and say "We're sorry we need to pull you out of the programme.", I mean me moving to Germany seems a bit too good to be true...

Speaking of that, there are a lot of things that seem too good to be true. Like boys for example. The ones you end up liking, always seem too good to be true. The moments you have with them, always seem too good to be true. The things they say, always seem too good to be true.
Next thing you know, you're stuck with a messed up mind and possibly heart. I've got the messed up mind so far. And my prescription: learn the art of patience.

Tonight we're having our first Amnesty meeting which I need to get ready for, but all I want to do is stay home and eat spaghetti with ketchup. Go out and buy red pesto, so that I can then eat spaghetti with pesto. I've been have some HUGE cravings for carbs. I think that's because I lost 2 kilos since I've been sick and I am starting to look more and more like a scarecrow. I need to buffen up!

Thank God, that the food in Germany is cheap.

When I need a smile...

... I listen to this song:

Good morning!

I recently (or 1,5h ago) woke up. I woke up with a sense of calmness and stability. It is really nice, given the fact that yesterday I was the complete opposite. I am seriously thanking God for putting this ease in my mind.

So today is all about focus and effectivity. Perhaps I'll even go for a jog when the sun is still shining...

Tomorrow, I am looking forward to having Habiba chez moi. We are preparing for a Grey's Anatomy marathon. Some things happened, and our only cure are the dramatic and movie-perfect lives of Seattle Grace Hospital. Btw, Habiba was accepted to the Nursing programme at Uppsala Uni. I'm so freaking happy for her!!! She finally knows where her path is leading her.

A Crappy New Year

I had plans for New Years, that were made long ago. A sort of roadtrip with dear friends through x amount of countries. They changed; because I cared about my mother, who was planning on spending it alone. So I decided to spend it with her, hoping we would join forces with family friends or etc.

...apparently not. The night commenced a fight, which occured when my mother spilled out half the case of blueberries on the kitchen carpet. Since I haven't cleaned the place for like a week; I threw them in the bin. So somewhere from blueberries ending up on the carpet, to me, ready to cry because I was not spending New Years the way I wanted to; my mother had a major outbreak which leads her to expressing the words "maybe you should move out?". Blueberries to moving out... how the hell did that happen?

So New Years was spent in a very stiff enviroment, with me making dinner and dessert and planning where to see the fireworks; resulting in me sitting by my laptop all night sorting files because my room was already cleaned.

When I'm upset I clean, or sort things. You can now find all of my files on my laptop nicely sorted with dates and miscellaneous details on them.

Trying to occupy myself with sorting, I even managed to give space for worry. I was worrying about a guy I am seeing. I was (and still am) worrying about my feelings for him, and what he was doing at that moment under all the fireworks, and perhaps with whom ...if there was a whom. Also, knowing that I could have been with him instead, made me more disappointed than I already was.

My mother somehow, later pretended like nothing happened, so apparently we're in a "good mode" right now.

Happy New Years!

I hope everyone else had a better night.