My second year in the programme of psychology is almost over.
The year has been, well, there is a lot to say about it. It started with the symbolic interactionism, all I remember from that was, Mead and his “I, ME, YOU.”
This was also the start of our class reputation as a very problematic and criticising class. Writing letters to the principal, about the “scandal-professor” who said that, small children do not need neutral toys or clothes, meaning girls should play with dolls and boy with cars because small children are in need of straight answers of gender roles.
Though he had some problems with expressing himself at lectures, he sometimes used words as “primitive” and made my classmates explode, I really felt sorry for this poor professor when we had a seminar, discussing a chapter in his book, one of my classmates said “this book is completely useless”.
Then we had the family and ethnicity course with Mirzet, a professor in sociology, who immigrated to Sweden during the war. During this course, I think I had more to say than anyone else had, but do you know what I did? I shut up instead, because this course was very special and emotional. It was about me, about my past, about processes during my life, and processes that were still going on. I found myself having a problem discussing these things objective. I couldn’t step out of the role being this person from another ethnicity to be the student who reflects over it objectively, so I was quiet.
And my class, they were at the war flied still with professors, from what I had heard from Mirzet, the professors from the Sociology Institute actually had a meeting, discussing our class and how to conduct themselves to us.
Then was the course in cognitive psychology, I didn’t think I would pass, but I did.
Then was the course in biological psychology, I was sure I wouldn’t pass, but I did.
And now were at the end of a course in personality psychology, and if I pass I feel like I’m not worth it. But I still hope I do.
31 May 2007
Evasion
I need more of this, and yet being 16 was some time ago....
This is "ludilo" in Swedish way, and it never gets old.
This is "ludilo" in Swedish way, and it never gets old.
30 May 2007
LILJA 4-EVER
Lilja-ever is the most touching movie I have ever seen. I remember how frustrated I was after I had seen it.....
Lilya lives a fairly bleak life with her mother in a run down apartment block, but for all intents and purposes is a normal teenage girl (albeit an impoverished one). Lilya's mother tells her they are emigrating to the USA with her new boyfriend, but at the last minute Lilya is left behind, in the care of her aunt. A forced move into a squalid flat (while the Aunt moves herself into the larger, nicer flat that Lilya and her mother had lived in) is only the beginning, and a succession of miseries are heaped upon Lilya. Lilya's best friend encourages her to join her in prostituting herself for extra cash, though Lilya decides not to prostitute herself. However, when the friend's father finds the money the friend claims that she was the one who sat at the bar while Lilya prostituted herself. Not content with ruining Lilya's reputation at home, the story soon goes round school and results in a gang of boys from her neighborhood viciously raping her. As Lilya has been abandoned, she now really does have to prostitute herself for money to live. One glimmer of hope is her friend Volodya (Artyom Bogucharsky), abused and rejected by his alcoholic father, with whom she forms a tender protective relationship. Another glimmer of hope is Andrei (Pavel Ponomaryov), who becomes her boyfriend and offers her a job in Sweden. But all is not what it seems, and only bad things await Lilya when she arrives there.
After arriving in Sweden, she is greeted by her future "employer" (in reality, a pimp) and taken to a nearly empty apartment where he imprisons her. Lilya is raped by the pimp and she is then forced to perform sexual acts for her pimp's clients, while he reaps all the financial gain. Moodysson uses a very effective technique to show this abuse; all the abuse is seen from Lilya's point of view (similar to Peep Show). Thus the audience feels as if they are more personally involved in the scenes and, at the same time, explicit sex scenes with a young actress are avoided.
Meanwhile in the former Soviet Union, Volodya had committed suicide, devastated that Lilya had abandoned him. Now Volodya's ghost comes to Lilya to look over her. On Christmas day, he transports Lilya to the roof of the apartment, and, in a moving scene, he gives Lilya the world as a present, but she simply finds it cold and unwelcoming. After one escape attempt Lilya is brutally beaten by her pimp, but she then escapes again with the help of Volodya's ghost. Finally, and much to the distress of Volodya's ghost (who obviously regrets having killed himself) she commits suicide in the continuation of the scene from the beginning of the film by jumping from the bridge.
The film's conclusion shows Lilya and Volodya, now both dead and angelic, happily playing basketball on the roof of some tenement building, safe from all harm the world can do to them.
Lilya lives a fairly bleak life with her mother in a run down apartment block, but for all intents and purposes is a normal teenage girl (albeit an impoverished one). Lilya's mother tells her they are emigrating to the USA with her new boyfriend, but at the last minute Lilya is left behind, in the care of her aunt. A forced move into a squalid flat (while the Aunt moves herself into the larger, nicer flat that Lilya and her mother had lived in) is only the beginning, and a succession of miseries are heaped upon Lilya. Lilya's best friend encourages her to join her in prostituting herself for extra cash, though Lilya decides not to prostitute herself. However, when the friend's father finds the money the friend claims that she was the one who sat at the bar while Lilya prostituted herself. Not content with ruining Lilya's reputation at home, the story soon goes round school and results in a gang of boys from her neighborhood viciously raping her. As Lilya has been abandoned, she now really does have to prostitute herself for money to live. One glimmer of hope is her friend Volodya (Artyom Bogucharsky), abused and rejected by his alcoholic father, with whom she forms a tender protective relationship. Another glimmer of hope is Andrei (Pavel Ponomaryov), who becomes her boyfriend and offers her a job in Sweden. But all is not what it seems, and only bad things await Lilya when she arrives there.
After arriving in Sweden, she is greeted by her future "employer" (in reality, a pimp) and taken to a nearly empty apartment where he imprisons her. Lilya is raped by the pimp and she is then forced to perform sexual acts for her pimp's clients, while he reaps all the financial gain. Moodysson uses a very effective technique to show this abuse; all the abuse is seen from Lilya's point of view (similar to Peep Show). Thus the audience feels as if they are more personally involved in the scenes and, at the same time, explicit sex scenes with a young actress are avoided.
Meanwhile in the former Soviet Union, Volodya had committed suicide, devastated that Lilya had abandoned him. Now Volodya's ghost comes to Lilya to look over her. On Christmas day, he transports Lilya to the roof of the apartment, and, in a moving scene, he gives Lilya the world as a present, but she simply finds it cold and unwelcoming. After one escape attempt Lilya is brutally beaten by her pimp, but she then escapes again with the help of Volodya's ghost. Finally, and much to the distress of Volodya's ghost (who obviously regrets having killed himself) she commits suicide in the continuation of the scene from the beginning of the film by jumping from the bridge.
The film's conclusion shows Lilya and Volodya, now both dead and angelic, happily playing basketball on the roof of some tenement building, safe from all harm the world can do to them.
28 May 2007
Gothenburg Riots 2001
The protests during the EU summit in Gothenburg 2001, parts of which are often called the Gothenburg Riots (Göteborgskravallerna in Swedish), took place in the Swedish city of Gothenburg during the three days of the EU summit (the European Council) and EU–US Summit, June 14–16, 2001. The EU Summit focused upon EU enlargement, sustainable development, economic growth and structural reform issues. The EU–US summit included a visit by U.S. president George W. Bush on June 14. It was the first U.S. presidential visit to Sweden, and was intended as an opportunity to discuss differences on climate negotiations, WTO and Middle East issues with the EU leaders.
The school of Hvitfeldtska Gymnasiet had been lent out by the municipality of Gothenburg to Gothenburg Action and Attac to be used as a convergence center and for housing for the out-of-town protesters. More than 650 people were living at Hvitfeldtska and some also came to the information center and to attend conferences, meetings and seminars. At the school there was also a workshop for preparing white overalls activists planning to oppose the Schengen agreement by dressing up in ice-hockey and other similar defensive material and then by non-violent means try to enter the EU Summit the following day. On the morning of June 14, the police decided to surround and close off Hvitfeldtska at 11 am. This occurred at the same time as U.S. president George W Bush’s plane, the Air Force One, landed outside the city.
Hundreds of policemen surrounded the school. No one was allowed to leave or enter, and the people inside were given no information of what was going on. Journalists were not allowed to come near the area. At noon, the police chief Håkan Jaldung spoke at a press conference and declared that almost all of the people inside Hvitfeldtska were suspected of preparing different crimes. However, at this time, no criminal activity had taken place at the school according to both the security police units that had infiltrated the school and the organisations renting the school.
After a while, the police constructed a wall consisting of more than 100 containers around the school. Inside the school, and in the schoolyard, the demonstrators held meetings and discussed how best to handle the situation. Negotiations started with the police with mediators in collaboration with the psycho-tactic police unit. Around 3 pm, a few of the demonstrators were allowed to leave the school area during a period of uncertainty amongst the policemen. Approximately 100 people left the school at this point after agreeing to being searched by the police, but without promise of what they could keep with them. However, most of the people inside the school didn’t know this was happening and missed the opportunity to leave Hvitfeldtska and many stayed in solidarity with the white overalls who tried to negotiate their terms to get out. The police chief took away the mandate for the psychotactic unit and the negotiations ended in confusion. According to the police chief this was due to that the negotiations did not come to a conclusion, according to the mediators a conclusion on the last issue of white overall material was at hand and the problems could be solved.
200 people lined up to demand their right to go to the ongoing demonstration against Bush. In total some 200 people with some 30 white overalls in the front followed by some 50 syndicalist trade unionists, a black bloc and a mixed group of pacifists and others at the rear. The attempt to get through the police cordon through white overall tactics failed when the front white overalls where severely beaten while they themselves did not hit the police. When, at half past four, the demonstrations peacefully backed in a narrow alley towards the school the police charged violently on horses, with batons and with dogs provoking a violent reaction by the use of throwing cobblestones from some demonstrators.
Some demonstrators were able to block themselves in the school. Finally, at 10 pm the battle was over and police invaded the school, detaining approximately 500 people and removing them by bus.
Outside Hvitfeldtska the closing of the convergence center and the trapping of more than 500 persons inside caused immediate reactions. In the streets nearby and in the Vasa park clashes between police and protesters occurred that turned into riots. The police charged on horses against protesters and the demonstrators used cobblestones against the police. The protests reached their climax in the evening when some 2,000 people gathered outside the container wall to show their support. No violence occurred whatsoever but having the policemen focused on the crowd, some 30 people that had been trapped inside Hvitfeldtska were able to flee across the container wall and come outside the police cordon.
Big Bang, the acting preformace I'm in, is about Göteborgskravallerna. I’ll be playing the daughter of an Iraqi communist who flew to Sweden during the war against Iran in the 80’s. The daughter, who is born in Sweden, does not agree with her father’s vision and beliefs of life, instead she chooses to be a fundamentalist.
It's sad to see what the visit of the American president did to Gothenburg in the summer of 2001.
Source; Wikipedia
The school of Hvitfeldtska Gymnasiet had been lent out by the municipality of Gothenburg to Gothenburg Action and Attac to be used as a convergence center and for housing for the out-of-town protesters. More than 650 people were living at Hvitfeldtska and some also came to the information center and to attend conferences, meetings and seminars. At the school there was also a workshop for preparing white overalls activists planning to oppose the Schengen agreement by dressing up in ice-hockey and other similar defensive material and then by non-violent means try to enter the EU Summit the following day. On the morning of June 14, the police decided to surround and close off Hvitfeldtska at 11 am. This occurred at the same time as U.S. president George W Bush’s plane, the Air Force One, landed outside the city.
Hundreds of policemen surrounded the school. No one was allowed to leave or enter, and the people inside were given no information of what was going on. Journalists were not allowed to come near the area. At noon, the police chief Håkan Jaldung spoke at a press conference and declared that almost all of the people inside Hvitfeldtska were suspected of preparing different crimes. However, at this time, no criminal activity had taken place at the school according to both the security police units that had infiltrated the school and the organisations renting the school.
After a while, the police constructed a wall consisting of more than 100 containers around the school. Inside the school, and in the schoolyard, the demonstrators held meetings and discussed how best to handle the situation. Negotiations started with the police with mediators in collaboration with the psycho-tactic police unit. Around 3 pm, a few of the demonstrators were allowed to leave the school area during a period of uncertainty amongst the policemen. Approximately 100 people left the school at this point after agreeing to being searched by the police, but without promise of what they could keep with them. However, most of the people inside the school didn’t know this was happening and missed the opportunity to leave Hvitfeldtska and many stayed in solidarity with the white overalls who tried to negotiate their terms to get out. The police chief took away the mandate for the psychotactic unit and the negotiations ended in confusion. According to the police chief this was due to that the negotiations did not come to a conclusion, according to the mediators a conclusion on the last issue of white overall material was at hand and the problems could be solved.
200 people lined up to demand their right to go to the ongoing demonstration against Bush. In total some 200 people with some 30 white overalls in the front followed by some 50 syndicalist trade unionists, a black bloc and a mixed group of pacifists and others at the rear. The attempt to get through the police cordon through white overall tactics failed when the front white overalls where severely beaten while they themselves did not hit the police. When, at half past four, the demonstrations peacefully backed in a narrow alley towards the school the police charged violently on horses, with batons and with dogs provoking a violent reaction by the use of throwing cobblestones from some demonstrators.
Some demonstrators were able to block themselves in the school. Finally, at 10 pm the battle was over and police invaded the school, detaining approximately 500 people and removing them by bus.
Outside Hvitfeldtska the closing of the convergence center and the trapping of more than 500 persons inside caused immediate reactions. In the streets nearby and in the Vasa park clashes between police and protesters occurred that turned into riots. The police charged on horses against protesters and the demonstrators used cobblestones against the police. The protests reached their climax in the evening when some 2,000 people gathered outside the container wall to show their support. No violence occurred whatsoever but having the policemen focused on the crowd, some 30 people that had been trapped inside Hvitfeldtska were able to flee across the container wall and come outside the police cordon.
Big Bang, the acting preformace I'm in, is about Göteborgskravallerna. I’ll be playing the daughter of an Iraqi communist who flew to Sweden during the war against Iran in the 80’s. The daughter, who is born in Sweden, does not agree with her father’s vision and beliefs of life, instead she chooses to be a fundamentalist.
It's sad to see what the visit of the American president did to Gothenburg in the summer of 2001.
Source; Wikipedia
LUDILO
My Bosnian-weekend was really, really great and now I’m really, really exhausted. Friday evening we went to Excet for a couple of drinks. Strawberry daiquiris, zip, zip. Biljana draws attention from Yugoslavian-people, so we had to listen to this two meter tall guy talking about, hm, I actually don’t know what it was, did not listen. But she had fun at least and so did I.
All Saturday we ran around Gothenburg shopping, or Biljana did, I hate going shopping on a Saturday, PANIC, PANIC. Too much people.
When we got back from shopping it was time for us to get ready for the concert. Surprise, surprise, girls from Malmö wants to have a preparty, OK, you are welcome to my small apartment. WOUAH! The LUDILO has started, MUZIKA, MUZIKA, OPA, HAJMO! Eaaasy girls, eaaasy.
Heading Högsbohallen, all Bosnians living in Sweden are here or what? Crowded, people are singing, SMOKING, ordering cevape, yeah, they had cevape!!!!
And then the concert started, wow! It was magic in the air. Alen, Bebek, Tifa sang for four hours, at the end my ears started to hurt actually.
Here is one of my videos from youtube, this is the INTRO from the concert.
All Saturday we ran around Gothenburg shopping, or Biljana did, I hate going shopping on a Saturday, PANIC, PANIC. Too much people.
When we got back from shopping it was time for us to get ready for the concert. Surprise, surprise, girls from Malmö wants to have a preparty, OK, you are welcome to my small apartment. WOUAH! The LUDILO has started, MUZIKA, MUZIKA, OPA, HAJMO! Eaaasy girls, eaaasy.
Heading Högsbohallen, all Bosnians living in Sweden are here or what? Crowded, people are singing, SMOKING, ordering cevape, yeah, they had cevape!!!!
And then the concert started, wow! It was magic in the air. Alen, Bebek, Tifa sang for four hours, at the end my ears started to hurt actually.
Here is one of my videos from youtube, this is the INTRO from the concert.
25 May 2007
Bosnian-weekend
Aha, so I seem to have problems talking about myself in therapy, I mean talking about non-specific things, just out of the blue.
Today I decided to confront my therapist or myself, I really don’t know which one of us.
So I came up with this great metaphor describing the feeling of being in therapy sessions with him.
The conversation went something like this:
Therapist: Is there sometime special today that makes you unwilling to talk?
Me: No, I feel like this every time I’m here, but now I have come to a point where I’m tired of it, I thought you should know.
Therapist: Ok, but you know you don’t have to talk, it’s ok.
(Silence for about 10 min)
Therapist: Has it to do with the fact that I give you the bill at the start of this session today that makes you unwilling to talk?
Me: LOOK, it’s like this, I feel like we are throwing a ball between us, I always begin throwing it to you, and you throw it back but not with enough strength so the ball lands somewhere in front of me, and I have to go pick it up, get back in the line and throw it again. I’m tired of it, it’s no fun anymore.
Therapist: Aha….. but this ball thing, as I know your past with balls (referring to my time as a elite basketball player), does this have to do with some kind of competition, instead of a game?
Me: Hahah, competition, oh no, no competition, haha……
(Silence again for 5 min, me thinking, “God such an idiot, why is he so lame? “)
Me: No, it’s not a competition and it sure is not a game.
Therapist: Oh, but what it is then?
Me: It is a process (you fkn idiot).
My problem right now is all the things with school I have to finish, and that I dream myself away all the time, I’m still in Bosnia.
Good for me I’m having a Bosnia-weekend, I’m off to pick up Biljana soon. Tomorrow we’ll be going to a Bosnian concert with Bijelo Dugme. And there’ll be thousands of Bosnians there, thousands of people I can pick on tomorrow.
Today I decided to confront my therapist or myself, I really don’t know which one of us.
So I came up with this great metaphor describing the feeling of being in therapy sessions with him.
The conversation went something like this:
Therapist: Is there sometime special today that makes you unwilling to talk?
Me: No, I feel like this every time I’m here, but now I have come to a point where I’m tired of it, I thought you should know.
Therapist: Ok, but you know you don’t have to talk, it’s ok.
(Silence for about 10 min)
Therapist: Has it to do with the fact that I give you the bill at the start of this session today that makes you unwilling to talk?
Me: LOOK, it’s like this, I feel like we are throwing a ball between us, I always begin throwing it to you, and you throw it back but not with enough strength so the ball lands somewhere in front of me, and I have to go pick it up, get back in the line and throw it again. I’m tired of it, it’s no fun anymore.
Therapist: Aha….. but this ball thing, as I know your past with balls (referring to my time as a elite basketball player), does this have to do with some kind of competition, instead of a game?
Me: Hahah, competition, oh no, no competition, haha……
(Silence again for 5 min, me thinking, “God such an idiot, why is he so lame? “)
Me: No, it’s not a competition and it sure is not a game.
Therapist: Oh, but what it is then?
Me: It is a process (you fkn idiot).
My problem right now is all the things with school I have to finish, and that I dream myself away all the time, I’m still in Bosnia.
Good for me I’m having a Bosnia-weekend, I’m off to pick up Biljana soon. Tomorrow we’ll be going to a Bosnian concert with Bijelo Dugme. And there’ll be thousands of Bosnians there, thousands of people I can pick on tomorrow.
23 May 2007
But we are OKAY
ever since I was eight or nine
I've been standing on the shoreline
always waiting
for something lasting
loose your hunger, you loose your way
get confused and you fade away
oh this town
kills you when you are young
oh this town
kills you when you are young
I'm not the boy I used to be
this town has got the youth of me
all eyes turn hollow
from the work of sorrow
standing on the paving
by the office building
they've got so much to do
never time for you
we are shadows
oh we're shadows
shadows in the alley
you die when you're young
you die when you're young
you die when you're young
22 May 2007
Ambivalent?
Since I woke up I have had an email-battle with my tuter. Sending copies back and forth, he makes kind of funny comments, wants me to add things all the time, and when I do that, he wants me to erase it. I’m wondering if he is enjoying it as much as I do?
21 May 2007
Moment of madness
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
alltså seriosuly
Evelin säger:
hahaha
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
va är det för fel på mig?
Evelin säger:
Vaddå?
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
jag är helknäpp
Evelin säger:
det är helt ok
Evelin säger:
Man har sådana stunder
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
om du säger det så,, nu försvann det
Evelin säger:
Kanske är att du inte träffat någon idag
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
nej nu kom det tillbaks,,,
Evelin säger:
sådant kan få en att klättra på väggarna..
Evelin säger:
:)
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
hahah
Evelin säger:
hahahaha
Evelin säger:
My goodness
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
:D
alltså seriosuly
Evelin säger:
hahaha
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
va är det för fel på mig?
Evelin säger:
Vaddå?
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
jag är helknäpp
Evelin säger:
det är helt ok
Evelin säger:
Man har sådana stunder
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
om du säger det så,, nu försvann det
Evelin säger:
Kanske är att du inte träffat någon idag
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
nej nu kom det tillbaks,,,
Evelin säger:
sådant kan få en att klättra på väggarna..
Evelin säger:
:)
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
hahah
Evelin säger:
hahahaha
Evelin säger:
My goodness
not stirred, definitivt störd säger:
:D
18 May 2007
The hysterical character of mine
30 of May- 1 of June, I'll be holding a lecture about Bergson and his Intuition.
As far as I have understood it right, Bergson says that...
1) ultimate reality is changing, rather than unchanging;
2) ultimate reality is knowable by direct intuition;
3) intellect and intuition provide two different kinds of knowledge, which can be integrated to produce a unified knowledge of reality;
4) intellectual knowledge is relative knowledge, intuitive knowledge is absolute knowledge;
5) intuition is a direct perception and experience of the continuous flow of reality, without the use of any intellectual concepts;
6) the flow of time as real duration can be experienced only by intuition;
7) the intellect may falsify the perception of reality by substituting stability for mobility, and by substituting discontinuity for continuity;
8) many philosophical problems are caused by the use of conceptual instead of intuitive thinking, and are resolved by the use of intuition as a philosophical method.
OH YES, God bless you and your definition.
Now I just have to do this in Swedish, HEJA!
As far as I have understood it right, Bergson says that...
1) ultimate reality is changing, rather than unchanging;
2) ultimate reality is knowable by direct intuition;
3) intellect and intuition provide two different kinds of knowledge, which can be integrated to produce a unified knowledge of reality;
4) intellectual knowledge is relative knowledge, intuitive knowledge is absolute knowledge;
5) intuition is a direct perception and experience of the continuous flow of reality, without the use of any intellectual concepts;
6) the flow of time as real duration can be experienced only by intuition;
7) the intellect may falsify the perception of reality by substituting stability for mobility, and by substituting discontinuity for continuity;
8) many philosophical problems are caused by the use of conceptual instead of intuitive thinking, and are resolved by the use of intuition as a philosophical method.
OH YES, God bless you and your definition.
Now I just have to do this in Swedish, HEJA!
17 May 2007
16 May 2007
Debura says Hi
So Mari is back in cold Sweden, in Sweden we say ”Borta bra men hemma är bäst”, meaning something like being away is nice, but being home is the best.
I don’t know if I can agree with that. I left pretty much everything that means the world to me. I guess being home is nice but being with the one you love is truly the best.
And then about “home”, where am I when I’m home? I really don’t know anymore, as I have said many times before, I’m a citizen of the world, worldwide.
Moving on, let me tell you about my stay in Bosnia. It was amazing in so many ways, I would say, wonderful, fantastic, lovely, phenomenal, unbelievable, dreamlike, ABSOLUTNO ROMANTICNO! (absolutely romantic). And those words are still not enough to explain it. I got a chance to see a lot of things I had never seen before through a totally different angle. And I really fell in love with what I saw. I’m so full of satisfaction, but mostly of full of love. I think I would lie if I didn’t say that my “loveable” is coming through.
I don’t know if I can agree with that. I left pretty much everything that means the world to me. I guess being home is nice but being with the one you love is truly the best.
And then about “home”, where am I when I’m home? I really don’t know anymore, as I have said many times before, I’m a citizen of the world, worldwide.
Moving on, let me tell you about my stay in Bosnia. It was amazing in so many ways, I would say, wonderful, fantastic, lovely, phenomenal, unbelievable, dreamlike, ABSOLUTNO ROMANTICNO! (absolutely romantic). And those words are still not enough to explain it. I got a chance to see a lot of things I had never seen before through a totally different angle. And I really fell in love with what I saw. I’m so full of satisfaction, but mostly of full of love. I think I would lie if I didn’t say that my “loveable” is coming through.
11 May 2007
Pause
Dear you all, no worries, Im having the time of my life down here. I havent been able to send messages from my phone, but Im great, everything is just wonderful, I promise!
Ive got to much to tell you about everything, Im so full, up in it, in the moment, I cant describe it.
And really, I dont want to, I dont have time for it, it can wait, you can wait right?
By the way, Marion, your order is done, I hope youll like it.
Got to go, life is calling....
Take care!
Ive got to much to tell you about everything, Im so full, up in it, in the moment, I cant describe it.
And really, I dont want to, I dont have time for it, it can wait, you can wait right?
By the way, Marion, your order is done, I hope youll like it.
Got to go, life is calling....
Take care!
08 May 2007
Scandinavia-Balkans
I’m leaving Scandinavia today, I hope you all can live without me for a week. But before I leave I have some news. The first can be read here. I guess we don’t have to worry about the climate anymore, hm. Maybe I should leave Miljöpartiet? Cosmic radiation, my ass.
The second one, well it’s something my boss said the other day. He was having some problems with a company who brought their dog to the restaurant, and they wanted to bring the dog inside. He came to me and said, HUMANS, how stupid are they, it’s not my F law! And besides that, this environment is not for animals, I feel sorry for the dog. You know, you can’t satisfy everyone, YES, there was an idiot how tried to do that, and WHAT happened to him, huh? THEY crucified him!!!!
What can I say, crazy Scandinavians....
Aha, so now I'm going on about unimportant things because I know what is waiting me. Oh, dear God, please let me survive. You'd think that your therapist would calm you down, instead he says, what if something goes wrong and you die? And then he says, ENJOY your stay.
The second one, well it’s something my boss said the other day. He was having some problems with a company who brought their dog to the restaurant, and they wanted to bring the dog inside. He came to me and said, HUMANS, how stupid are they, it’s not my F law! And besides that, this environment is not for animals, I feel sorry for the dog. You know, you can’t satisfy everyone, YES, there was an idiot how tried to do that, and WHAT happened to him, huh? THEY crucified him!!!!
What can I say, crazy Scandinavians....
Aha, so now I'm going on about unimportant things because I know what is waiting me. Oh, dear God, please let me survive. You'd think that your therapist would calm you down, instead he says, what if something goes wrong and you die? And then he says, ENJOY your stay.
07 May 2007
Loveable comes through
The time has almost come.
I feel more than what is able to write down, in this world, in this written language. There are always two versions I have to give. Kind of like a two-step programme. The first one is always a hypothesis, a conception, but always so beautiful, so beautiful. The second step is kind of a result from the first one. Including influences from the so called reality, measuring how well the hypothesis agrees with it.
ANYWAY. (I have to fragment everything to some point.)
What I really meant to say was that;
Dear, time is building walls around us, step over and come with me.
I feel more than what is able to write down, in this world, in this written language. There are always two versions I have to give. Kind of like a two-step programme. The first one is always a hypothesis, a conception, but always so beautiful, so beautiful. The second step is kind of a result from the first one. Including influences from the so called reality, measuring how well the hypothesis agrees with it.
ANYWAY. (I have to fragment everything to some point.)
What I really meant to say was that;
Dear, time is building walls around us, step over and come with me.
06 May 2007
Remember the Eddie-song?
Everything I know, she taught me all that, and sometimes as children back then, I think she also regretted teaching me stuff, for as children, we both wanted to win.
I remember my birthday, I think it was in 1995, my mom still mentions it sometimes "I remember seeing her through the window carrying the biggest box I have ever seen." She always had crazy ideas, and I watched and learned.
She was my first friend in this country, she shared everything of hers with me. First of all her family; her parents, her older siblings, even her grandmother. They were all my family to, and I was at her house 24/7. Then also her million barbiedolls, she even made me play soccer. As you all know as the years go by, a lot of changes, today we are grown up women, but still the same old us.
Marion, I will always be the little one, and I still watch and learn from you.
Don't pay atttention to this weird video, but the song.
I remember my birthday, I think it was in 1995, my mom still mentions it sometimes "I remember seeing her through the window carrying the biggest box I have ever seen." She always had crazy ideas, and I watched and learned.
She was my first friend in this country, she shared everything of hers with me. First of all her family; her parents, her older siblings, even her grandmother. They were all my family to, and I was at her house 24/7. Then also her million barbiedolls, she even made me play soccer. As you all know as the years go by, a lot of changes, today we are grown up women, but still the same old us.
Marion, I will always be the little one, and I still watch and learn from you.
Don't pay atttention to this weird video, but the song.
Get back.
I’m off to work now and I wish you all a nice day.
Chill. Holla. Peace. Whatever.
Hear me out now. HANDS UP.
Chill. Holla. Peace. Whatever.
Hear me out now. HANDS UP.
By Sutherland, about The Thief and Society
The professional thief does not regard society in general as an enemy or perpetrate crimes against society because of hatred toward society. The thief’s idea is to make money, and he must necessarily make it from society. The only persons who can make money off the antisocial group are the coppers, lawyers, fixers, and politicians. Rather than hate society, the professional thief rejoices in the welfare of the public. He would like to see society enjoy continuous prosperity, for then his own touches will naturally be greater.
The thief does not hate those members of society who protect themselves against theft. Thieves appreciate smartness in anyone, and if a store, bank, or individual is sufficiently shrewd to overcome the possibility of theft, they would admire rather than hate. Should two boosters be walking along the streets and one suggest going into Smith’s store for a score, the other might reply, “That joint is out, they’re smart to every angle and cannot be beaten.” Smith would not be an object of displeasure or vilification because of this but would rather be respected.
The thief does not feel contempt for the sucker or think him as a helpless boob. The term “sucker” applies to everyone who is not a thief, mot merely to the prospect of mark. Suckers are considered to be more or less shrewd. This attitude is caused by two things: first, all thieves consider the accumulation of wealth as a sign of shrewdness, be the possessor sucker or thief; and second, a thief believes it is his superior smartness which causes him to be successful, and there would not be much personal gratification or glory in beating a boob. The thief feels that if a sucker is not sufficiently smart to protect himself, his rights are gone. This is illustrated by an unexpected touch of $3,500 on the cannon, when one of the troupe remarked, “If a guy doesn’t protect $3,500 any better than that, be ought to lose it.” It was a jug touch, and the sucker had simply slipped the package of money into his outside overcoat pocket, but the thief’s reaction would have been the same if the sucker ha put the money in his inside vest pocket.
The thief does not like to be beaten any better than anyone else, and it is just as easy to beat him. He will holler as loud as anyone if he loses some money. A thief whose pocket was picked on a train just as it was coming into Detroit yelled and raised hell as though he had lost a million dollars. This was not put on for any purpose either. It probably makes a thief more angry to be beaten than it does an ordinary citizen, for it is a reflection on a thief to be a sucker.
In general, the professional thief does not have any attitude toward his victim. The victims are just means to an end, the possessors of wealth which the thief desires. He attempts to get the wealth without any consideration of the victim. The victims are thought of just like a fisherman thinks of a place to fish or a hunter of a place to hunt.
The thief does not hate those members of society who protect themselves against theft. Thieves appreciate smartness in anyone, and if a store, bank, or individual is sufficiently shrewd to overcome the possibility of theft, they would admire rather than hate. Should two boosters be walking along the streets and one suggest going into Smith’s store for a score, the other might reply, “That joint is out, they’re smart to every angle and cannot be beaten.” Smith would not be an object of displeasure or vilification because of this but would rather be respected.
The thief does not feel contempt for the sucker or think him as a helpless boob. The term “sucker” applies to everyone who is not a thief, mot merely to the prospect of mark. Suckers are considered to be more or less shrewd. This attitude is caused by two things: first, all thieves consider the accumulation of wealth as a sign of shrewdness, be the possessor sucker or thief; and second, a thief believes it is his superior smartness which causes him to be successful, and there would not be much personal gratification or glory in beating a boob. The thief feels that if a sucker is not sufficiently smart to protect himself, his rights are gone. This is illustrated by an unexpected touch of $3,500 on the cannon, when one of the troupe remarked, “If a guy doesn’t protect $3,500 any better than that, be ought to lose it.” It was a jug touch, and the sucker had simply slipped the package of money into his outside overcoat pocket, but the thief’s reaction would have been the same if the sucker ha put the money in his inside vest pocket.
The thief does not like to be beaten any better than anyone else, and it is just as easy to beat him. He will holler as loud as anyone if he loses some money. A thief whose pocket was picked on a train just as it was coming into Detroit yelled and raised hell as though he had lost a million dollars. This was not put on for any purpose either. It probably makes a thief more angry to be beaten than it does an ordinary citizen, for it is a reflection on a thief to be a sucker.
In general, the professional thief does not have any attitude toward his victim. The victims are just means to an end, the possessors of wealth which the thief desires. He attempts to get the wealth without any consideration of the victim. The victims are thought of just like a fisherman thinks of a place to fish or a hunter of a place to hunt.
05 May 2007
Letter from Jenna
Dear Marizela.
You are aware that you are living through a very interesting and exciting period in your life. I know that at the moment you ask yourself a number of difficult questions on many different levels and notably about certain people (or even one person in particular) because what counts for you is to attain the goals which you have set yourself and at this time one of your preoccupations is to know what you should do about this person who attracts you. Concerning all the other things which leap to my mind, I can see that deep inside of you (even if you are not fully aware of it, it is hidden away) remains the memory of an important relationship for you which did not work out. In a more general manner, in your relationships with other people, you are sensitive to other people's feelings, you often put other people's needs ahead of their own (especially those of their family and close friends) and yes, in general you get personal satisfaction from helping others.
I have also strongly felt that you are intuitive, you have an unusually strong intuition and being in touch with this power may be one of the reason why you are drawn to astrology readings and psychic experiences. As a matter of fact, there is a very strong aura around you and an energy that is truly powerful. I am sensing vibrations from you much more intense than those I experience with most clients. I can also see a great deal of qualities in you and most notably you have a great deal of latent or unrealized potential. You are sometimes frustrated with the fact that others don't always recognize this or appreciate what you could offer but this is because you still did not had the time to show them but these things will soon change due to the important period which is ahead for you. As far as your character is concerned you feel torn between your desire not to commit yourself, your lust for freedom and your need to attach yourself to more solid bases. You know what you want, you do not like 'almost good enough' and this can make you difficult and exigent. Recently you have been energized by thoughts of exciting change but have not acted due to certain questions which you ask yourself. You want your life to reach a turning point and this will happen in a very short time.
Fuck off, you too lady.
You are aware that you are living through a very interesting and exciting period in your life. I know that at the moment you ask yourself a number of difficult questions on many different levels and notably about certain people (or even one person in particular) because what counts for you is to attain the goals which you have set yourself and at this time one of your preoccupations is to know what you should do about this person who attracts you. Concerning all the other things which leap to my mind, I can see that deep inside of you (even if you are not fully aware of it, it is hidden away) remains the memory of an important relationship for you which did not work out. In a more general manner, in your relationships with other people, you are sensitive to other people's feelings, you often put other people's needs ahead of their own (especially those of their family and close friends) and yes, in general you get personal satisfaction from helping others.
I have also strongly felt that you are intuitive, you have an unusually strong intuition and being in touch with this power may be one of the reason why you are drawn to astrology readings and psychic experiences. As a matter of fact, there is a very strong aura around you and an energy that is truly powerful. I am sensing vibrations from you much more intense than those I experience with most clients. I can also see a great deal of qualities in you and most notably you have a great deal of latent or unrealized potential. You are sometimes frustrated with the fact that others don't always recognize this or appreciate what you could offer but this is because you still did not had the time to show them but these things will soon change due to the important period which is ahead for you. As far as your character is concerned you feel torn between your desire not to commit yourself, your lust for freedom and your need to attach yourself to more solid bases. You know what you want, you do not like 'almost good enough' and this can make you difficult and exigent. Recently you have been energized by thoughts of exciting change but have not acted due to certain questions which you ask yourself. You want your life to reach a turning point and this will happen in a very short time.
Fuck off, you too lady.
GET REAL!
Aghhh, for those who know me, they know I’m sharp as a razor when it comes to telling people to, hm well, fuck off. But now as it seems, that is the only two words I’m able to pronounce.
SO; FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF!
SO; FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF!
04 May 2007
Down with OPP
The love generation
I’m proud of my generation, we are the 80’s generation. There is debate going on about this 80’s generation as being the ego-generation. Just because? We are confident and we know what we want. We are not afraid of to speak out our opinions and we do care about world matters. We are well-read and won’t let anyone hold us down. I don’t think there is anything to worry about us taking over the 40’s generation. Head up high, we are the love generation.
03 May 2007
Release then cajole
I have always wished for magic to exist, I used to imagine myself having all sorts of powers, unfortunately that imagination disappeared one day. Still there are strange things happening around me. At some point it can’t be just haphazard I guess, but instead of speculating further about what it really is, I’m trying to make sense here, if there is a sense in it. Why do these random if we call it, things happen to me, why is this random mystical power drawn to me, am I susceptible, or what is it? Oh, okay, someone just told me to “shut up and take a card”, I seem to have disturbed something important.
YEP.
"Answered Prayer" Fear not, beloved one! Your prayers have been heard and answered....
YEP.
"Answered Prayer" Fear not, beloved one! Your prayers have been heard and answered....
02 May 2007
Josefsson vs Adaktusson
Here comes a lovely debate, unfortunately it’s in Swedish, I wish someone would translate it to English so more people could take part of it. It’s about investigative journalism, for those of you who understand what is said here, pay careful attention when there is 1.04minutes left. This is great, I love it.
01 May 2007
First of May
For me known as a red day, where everything is closed, I also know it as always being a very hot day. Then there are these demonstrations, fun to watch sometimes, and the speeches, they are like the lottery, most of the time it’s a blank.
The funny thing is that the day before first of May, that is 30 of April, is also a day we celebrate in Sweden. But this day is not known as a red day where everything is closed. There are no demonstrations or speeches, but there is choral singing. Unfortunately this day is known as the day people in Sweden drink the most. And that is many younger too, living in a small town before Gothenburg, I remember that every year there was some kid who passed out, and the ambulances and police everywhere.
I worked yesterday and we have this Englishman coming to the pub often. He can go on about anything for hours, and yesterday he said to me, “What the fuck is wrong with this country, they have so strict laws about alcohol and yet their younger teens are out drinking their head off.” And that is true, not that I think the laws should change, but this day, 30 of April is something that needs to be reformed. It has become a tradition for younger teens to get so drunk that they even don’t know their own name.
That’s why I called my younger brother five times during three hours. And then I got myself drunk.
And that's why I today can't but should write about this very important day, I'm sorry.
The funny thing is that the day before first of May, that is 30 of April, is also a day we celebrate in Sweden. But this day is not known as a red day where everything is closed. There are no demonstrations or speeches, but there is choral singing. Unfortunately this day is known as the day people in Sweden drink the most. And that is many younger too, living in a small town before Gothenburg, I remember that every year there was some kid who passed out, and the ambulances and police everywhere.
I worked yesterday and we have this Englishman coming to the pub often. He can go on about anything for hours, and yesterday he said to me, “What the fuck is wrong with this country, they have so strict laws about alcohol and yet their younger teens are out drinking their head off.” And that is true, not that I think the laws should change, but this day, 30 of April is something that needs to be reformed. It has become a tradition for younger teens to get so drunk that they even don’t know their own name.
That’s why I called my younger brother five times during three hours. And then I got myself drunk.
And that's why I today can't but should write about this very important day, I'm sorry.
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