Drowning

The first week of uni is over, it has come to an end. And it has dawned on me that this semester is not going to be easy. Last semester I took on three courses at Strathclyde at 30 credits, and a 15 credtis online learning course at Gothenburg uni. This semester I have to take on an extra course at Strathclyde to be able to count this as my second year. And this means a lot more to do. Mid march I have 3 essays at 2500 words plus 2 book reviews at 1500 words do, then the last essay at 2500 words is due mid april. The lectures stops at the end of march, which means april and may is dedicated to the 4 exams I have in may. Oh, and I thought I would have some fun this semester. It doesn't look to good...

Going back to the books. Then work, sigh.
XOXO

Nice n' sleazy


The "gang" at Nice N Sleazy's open mic night last monday... Stolen pic from Deborah.

As promised, picture from Keegan's last night in out in Glasgow on monday. It was a really good night, all of us girls in the flat and Keegan off course, had drinks at ours. It went a bit mental, with drinking games and weird conversations. We then headed in to town to attend Nice N' Sleazy's open mic night, not attend as in performing but watching all the talented musicians that did. Nice N' Sleazy is just what you would think. A sleazy rock bar with cheap drinks and good music, indie boys and rockers. It's really nice, especially the £2 white russian at the bar. Awesome, but also leaves you with a bit of a head ache the next. So beware. Nice N' Sleazy can be found on Sauchiehall st here in Glasgow. After the Sleazy's we tried to get in to Buff Club, but I think we've had a bit much too drink so we took a taxi home instead and tore down the livingroom with some good tunes and moves.

Back to International relations.
XOXO

Well, hello !

'
Got a haircut on friday, doesn't look like much but it feels good.

Might be able to get this whole mess with uni sorted. You might not know this, but two of my classes that I have to take to be able to count this as my second year, they clash. They both have to lectures a week, on tuesday and thursday. And off course they both are between 12 - 13 on both days. But spoke to some of the other classmates for the smallest class and they were fine with at least moving the thursday lecture to eleven. So I won't miss more than one lecture a week, a lecture from each class every other week, rather than one of each, each week. So I'm happy.

Now, haggis, nips and tatties.
XOXO

Someone's trash, my treasure

Looks a bit funny, it's mirrored the wrong way. But you get the picture ey ?

I've been meaning to get a bookshelf or some kind of storage for my room for ages. Never got one at IKEA the last time because I didn't think I needed it. But my stuff seem to increase over time, which is normal. But with a tiny little desk there's not many other places to put things. So its ended up on the floor. I was almost at that stage, thinking that my stack of magazines could be a good substitute for a bedside table and I was not that far away from achieving that. Anyways, got a text from Dino today, who's room is filled with furniture found in the streets, saying that she found some more and if I wanted some. So she got this bookshelf for me, isn't it perfect ?! Just what I needed. Never mind that all my furniture in my room has a different shade of wood, or color in general. I like it. So someone's trash is someone else's treasure.
What do you think ?
XOXO

Documenting life

Olympus E450

I've wanted a really good camera for some time now. The one I have has done me well, been through a lot together. But as much as it is easy to just put in your back, the picture don't turn out in the best quality. This Olympus has all the qualities of a professional camera but is almost as small as a normal one. So instead of buying a ton of clothes or that gorgeous silver bracelet from Maria Nilsdotter, I've decided I'm getting a new camera. Plan for the summer.
Or if anyone feel generous...

XOXO

My bed, my life

This is not my bed, pic from this place.

Most of my friends know I love my bed. Or any good bed. I care about my bed, a lot of my time is spent in it so it has to be a good one. I like white and old style bed sheets, which is what I've had for a time now. I like a lot of pillows. I never got people who only have one pillow, especially if it is a big bed. You just have to move it around, so with pillows; more is more. I hate when I have to give a pillow away and always feel like something is missing. A good duvet is also crucial, it has to be down as has the pillows. And I don't like double duvets. They are just to heavy, it should be easy to move around under and with. For the bed it has to be soft, but not to soft. But definitely not hard, it hurts my shoulders. My bed here in Glasgow is obviously not mine, but it is a good one. Could be a bit softer but it works. And I love the fact that it is big, and you can do most from it. It is a good bed, as seen here.
So I'm now dragging my hung over ass to bed to read a book and watch a bit of series before sleeping to wake up tomorrow, not hung over, to a day off uni but with work.

As usual, I miss you.
XOXO

Colored concrete

A weird pillar out of a few outside my work... Always think that they are so beautiful in the grey surroundings.
This has been another day of not so much. Or well, I have cleaned the kitchen, which is now spotless. I mean really spotless. You could eat of that kitchen. Which is an accomplish itself so I see this day as quite productive. Just now I'm watching How I met your mother and will soon be making macaroni and cheese for dinner. We're having some pre drinks at ours then going to this Open mic night at Nice N Sleazy's, because it's Keeran's last night in Glasgow before he continues on his travels. He's a friend of flatmate Dino from New Zealand that has been staying with us for the last two weeks. Really good guy, it's going to be a bit empty without him to be honest.

Will return with pictures.
XOXO


These tired days

The fact that I've not had uni in the last couples of days just threw my under the bus. What did I do with my days before exam period ? How did I get on with my life ? What is it that other people do with all this free time ? Well, I've done nothing, I've worked, I've gone to a magic gin night, I've been hung over, I've gone fore drinks and cinema, I've done nothing. And now I'm working. Got a day off tomorrow. Might clean the flat and do some laundry. Could be fun...

Miss you, love you.
XOXO

The boredom

Is there such a thing as over studying ? I don't even feel that I know that much, but after spending over a week studying the same subject everyday and still don't feel any wiser, I'm so bored. This is the last day before the exam, I'm so happy it's at 10 in the morning so it will be over quickly in the day. But with this being the last day of study, me waking up this morning feeling anxious, I still don't seem to be able to focus more than 15 minutes at a time ?! Oh well, back to this hell also known as American politics. Imagine I used to think this was interesting...

Someone please kill me.
XOXO

Tuesday

After actually going to sleep at 11 last night I got a good 10 hour sleep which really worked its magic. Feel a lot better than I did yesterday morning, and I'm actually in the library trying to read up on my notes for the exam. Can't really be arsed with feeling stressed about this, I'll do my best and nothing else. Freaking out will only make it worse. So with my lunch sandwish ready for a break in a couple of hours, and snacks to fill me up for the afternoon I'm aiming for a nice ten hour session. Might not make it, but we'll see.

Miss you all back home, a lot !
XOXO

Simply hopes and dreams



A bit over a year ago someone asked me what my hopes and dreames were. Happy and drunk I answered "This is", looked up at the sky over a dark and cold Glasgow and smiled. In that moment I coudln't imagine something else in the future. Little did I know that that wish would come true in less than a year. So, 2010 was the year when I manage to make a dream come true, and come back to Glasgow. It is not the same, but it is another experience and I'm happy that I was able to do this. And I think that this time I'll be finished with Glasgow, even thou I will always come back from time to time. But I've started to have hopes and dreams about other places. Oh well, only time will tell.

No, ignoring this cold and I'm off to work.
XOXO


Ps. Life is something simple, don't forget that.

ILL

You know when you wake up in
the morning and you feel like a little bag of crap that the day is not going to be a good one. Your whole body is aching, the back of your eyes are so painful you wish you could pick them out and throw them away and the tickle in your throat from last night has involved to a proper rash that wont stop itching. In the midst of all this you realize you can't hide under the covers and watch lame ass films through the slits of your eyes. No, you have to drag your sorry ass out of bed and spend the first half of the day trying to figure out the complexity of American politics. Then head over to work, be polite to customer and make coffee.

This is not my day...

Here comes the motivation

You guys know what I just realized ?! I've missed all the hazzle there is between an actual white winter and spring. It was really snowy in Sweden when I left but when I came to Glasgow all the snow we had before christmas was gone. This just made my day. Now, reading one maybe two articles before I leave for a shift at work with my lovely Johanna. No, she's not swedish, she's german. We're a really international work force. Sweden, Spain, Poland, Germany, England, France and Scotland are respresented. Nice !

Back to the joy of studying.
XOXO

Miserable

I'm miserable. Just want it to be next thursday afternoon so I can put this exam behind me. Got a really bad cold as well which makes me feel small and sad. Miss everyone a lot, that's what three weeks at home does to you. And the fact that styudying for an exam makes you think of eveything but the exam. Ok, enough with these sad, depressing posts. I'll try to put something happy up tomorrow.

Love you.
XOXO

the Library, the love of my life

I really like the library here. The one in Gothenburg was too small. Or too big. But this one is good. And for being the exam period, it's not even that busy. Oh well, back to my books I guess. Feels like I'm coming down with a cold so I better get to it before I'm too ill to do anything...

Love you all.
XOXO

No motivation

Could someone give me some tips on how to get the study motivation to appear ? I'm useless...

Again, gorgeous

She does so effortlessly, that Karen. This my inspiration for a day this week. My new brown boots could be a good match. Just need a good pair of black skinny jeans, can't seem to find the perfect ones...

Back in Glasgow

I'm back in Glasgow but with an exam next week, first proper one ever, I'm living in the library just now. So if you need me, don't bother.

XOXO

Flight to Edinburgh cancelled. Please go to the information desk for more refunds and rebooking tickets

I hate Ryanair. I hate snow. I hate Sweden, just a little bit. It physically hurts inside, I just wanted to go home. Instead in this anti-climax I'm back at my mums, trying to study but can't really concentrate. I need my library ! This sucks. And no tickets for the friday flight when we had worked our way through the queue so monday it is. That's 5 days. FIVE ! I'm dying here man, dying.

Can't believe this is happening...

Vintage tee + fur = yes please

Looking like this one day in New York, nothing I would say no to... Pic.

Tidigare inlägg Nyare inlägg
RSS 2.0