Archive for January, 2007
20 years old
Usually when I have my birthday, besides the joy of it, I’ve thought “oh, I am so old” and sighed. Time moves so fast, where did all the years go? Now I don’t have that feeling. I am actually glad to turn 20 a, leave all angstfilled teenage-years behind and grow up.
No commentsWeird winter…
After seeing nothing of snow all winter, it suddenly snowed a lot yesterday, all night and this morning. Everything looks beautiful and lit now, not grey and dark like before. Real winter is here! : D As you can see on the picture below:
Four words: Peace and Understanding Love.
No commentsWhere to start?
Now I am panicking again about my future, even though it seems to be a bit clearer now than a few weeks ago. I might have a room to stay in Munich when I go there in February. Somewhere around Olympiapark. I’m not that picky, so I think it will be ok. But I need work. Where do I find work? If knows where to find one, email me! : )
Second thing: I really, really want to revamp all my websites but I just don’t have the time. And when I have the time, like right now, I have no idea where to start. So I sit here and blog instead. Great.
No commentsOut with orange and black?
I’m kinda getting tired of this layout, even though it hasn’t been on that long and I haven’t visited this blog that much. I easily get tired of my layouts. When I first make them I many times think: “damn that looks good!” but a week later I’m at “eeh…” and the two weeks later I’m at “layout change now!”. Yeah, so schizo!
No commentsA poor family’s home takes five minutes to tear down
I started to read this book, En fattig familjs hem tar fem minuter att riva (English: A poor family’s home takes five minutes to tear down) and finished it a few days ago. It is her, the author, conversating with women in the middle of the Israeli-Palestina confict. Most of the time she just tells what the women say and how they think, but sometimes her own opinion gets through between the lines. In some of the conversations she compares to life in Sweden, and the way she says it, is that it’s better there and she somehow wants them to realize that the way they are thinking is not right. My experience is that you it’s really hard to change a person’s opinion or view of the world, no matter how much you’d want to. Despite that, I can relate to her reactions. When a woman complains that her husband is getting another wife, her friends just tell her to be quiet and a good wife. At that point I want to yell and say “what the hell!? Stand up for yourself, woman!”
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