Caliente!

I´m having a serious 90s nostalgia with old classics... so good!(well..) Memories memories. Like Sandstorm etc
It all started yesterday night in Karins (who worked w/me in the bar) penthouse in Malmö. Pre-party before going to Wallmans´Schlagerbar (don´t ask!). Very interesting evening...after we got thrown out of the Schlagerbar listening to all kinds of schlager and worse karaoke ..we proceded to the sadest afterbar I´ve experienced...The name of this place is Heartbreak (or “H.B.” as the hardcore malmöpeople call it, which I think says it all..) it was so desperate that we didn´t even go in.
So at last a very nice evening.

On repeat today: Dr. Alban – No coke (I recomend listening)

'Cause when I come
I come rough
Inna reaggae raggamuffin business
Kom!

There he way arrested, and tested
And the drugs he had on him
He confested
Mi callin' on the youth in his country
Whole heap of boys
Whole heap of girls
Drug abuse is a dangerous thing
Stay out of drugs and stop
The violence
Inna dis hard time you have
Abuse drug
Listen what 'ya say and hear
My point of view
To much drugs you can
Go mental
Da say Dr. Alban tellin' everybody
We no want no coke, no heroin
No hasch-hasch, no amfetamin

Chorus
Cocain will blow your brain
And ecstasy
Will mash your life!
Cocain will blow your brain
And ecstasy
Will mash your life!

Drug pushing is a serious thing.....

Back again!
To say the least it was too short.. Really nice time in Belgium but it feels like I never left. Now it´s all school again and some extra boring projects these days..maybe boring because it is summer now and you shouldn´t be studying then. . But mom told me that it is winter again back home! Snow and all.

On thursday we met Meintje and Tessa in the Grote Markt to join them for Popi´s widescreen Eurovisionparty. The house was packed w/mad eurofans and probably the only icelandic girl living in Antwerp, Alda, joined our table.....as well as a very strange scary sleazy dutch man (in a sweden t-shirt) who had all kinds of useless information about the competition.

What a disappointment! I don´t understand how some of those songs got to the final.. "we are the winners!!"?? what!
But well.. and but WAUW! HYVÄÄ SUOMI!!!:) so many congratulations to Finland! I got a message from someone in Finland in my icel.phone... Pekka? Suvi? Johanna? Pihla? anyway..now i´m thinking...next year will they hold the contest in Hartwall Areena?? I think so..and if so.. Eurovision will basicly be held in OUR OLD BACKYARD, Pasila! Shit, I want to go!!
but on saturday me and Marlous went to Brussel!! In shit weather (i´m used to all bad luck when it comes to us) we wondered around the international city! cathedral, center, square, free ice cream and jazz marathon.
My dutch is becoming better and I can understand most so poor Marlous can´t talk behind my back any longer;)
Ik heb nooit van wafels gehouden, maar we kunnen de wafels wel bestellen voor de kinderen. Ik heb geen kinderen.

I wasn´t disappointed with The Da Vinci Code...maybe because it is long ago that I read the book. If it will be Reykholt hotel this summer it will be lots of reading..I have to find some books.

Alcazar – Alcastar ( “We´re the VIP everything´s for free!”)

Anouk - One Word (Transavia´s landingsong)

Thursday evening is of course well planed with everyone and holier than most evenings…cause then we are going to win pre-Eurovision! As always:)
Last weekend at Playground I could pinpoint 5 icelandic exchangestudents right over the bar..(They were the only ones that came half an hour before closing) and they invited me to a huge Eurovision fiesta they had been planning for weeks... aren´t we cute or is it just annoying.

Sad to turn them down but yet very happy to be spending thursday in waffel, chocolad and beer Belgium w/my Marlous and a bunch of Belgians:) Leaving in less than 2 days!!
Train to Helsingborg – boat to Helsingör (I am in love w/this boat) – train to Kastrup – flight to Schiphol Amsterdam (I have never seen such a big airport in my life!) – train to Antwerpen! (Such a nice city!)

Again as for eurovison I´ll be cheering for Silvía Nótt although voting for both belgian Kate Ryan and swedish Carola to be in top places! Hmm..as well as maybe beautiful Finland I hear but it will be exciting to hear all the countries
Enjoy the evening everyone and congratulations all icelanders with finnishing exams!

Gleðilegt sumar!! (Happy summer!)

Silvía Nótt - Til hamingju Ísland

....I´m about to lose control and I think I like it!
aaahhh going mad being inside writing stupid paper in this weather


Yes, I have the soundtrack to the Disneymovie Tarzan. Back in the day seeing the movie with my sister Ásrún I cryed my eyes out!! Now I can´t even listen to the soundtrack….song nr 10, i think, starts all happy jungle but then you can instrumentally hear the bad creature sneaking around in the trees, the drums go faster and faster, the violins go mad, and soon enough the chase between life and death starts and I know whats going to happen in the movie so ultimately I mute the whole thing. This way nobody gets hurt. Instrumentally.

Sean Paul - Temprature

Photos from Valborg

Party on Garth, party on Wayne!

Laughing babies!! :)


and now back to study..

So HOT here! wauw, around 20 something degrees for 10 hours a day almost(and I mean bikini&speedo weather)..Been laying out in the sun among my fellow people from Ulrikedal.. which is a CLUSTER (and i love this word since I read Populärmusik från Svedala, you can use it in any sentence) of studenthouses. Woke up 7 in the morning to make fruitsalad and bagels for Sunday-Brunch at the "nation"

Someone in the dishwash must have been totally heartbroken cause this:

Kelly Clarkson - Because of you

was on instant repeat in the kitchen for some time. Poor little thing

..but on the topic of love, I heard at a birthdayparty of my oldest friend, Ulrika, that Carola, Swedens Eurovisionqueen, got married... and to the happiness of the public her wedding is availible on video! It is suppose to be the laugh of the year when saying vous (don´t know how to write this) Carola slowly reaches into her purse and to everyones surprise grabs a microphone and starts singing to her man.."I love you so much and I´ll always be yours and so forth..."
But I don´t sell it more expensive than I bought it... (direct translation)

Now time has to FLY...;)

These days we are pbl-reporting about microbiology and food safety so i´ll be poring myself into nasty bacteria the next 2 weeks..

A popular question today was “So did you survive Valborg?”.. I can say that I am studying how to celebrate the perfect Valborg..and I have a few solid memos to myself of things not wise to repeat next year…

We started the day (at 8 in the morning) by setting up a “tent” (sort of) by the fountain in the city park. Some of the guys decided to bring a whole set of living room furniture into this one tent. Fair enough. We packed ourselves, 10 p, cozy in our shelter with swedish herring/meatball breakfast and the morning was beautiful..soon loads of students were stuffed into the park carrying even more bottelshaped liquid. You couldn´t see grass anymore, people everywhere, and songs like “ice ice baby” were shouting from the speakers. I ran into some old childhoodfriends from Hjärup. Back at the tent we had 8 big bottles with 8 types of shots..and someone had really used his/her imagination making these shots..2 bottles looked like pink and greenish shampoo and another looked like blue floating throat tablets (and tasted like it too). Whenever something ended up in the fountain there was a “tenttoast” and this was every 5 minutes…needless to say and without going into details my last april was “cut short” at 14 o´clock and before I knew it it was already 1st of may….looking forward to next year.

Nostalgia of the day: we ended up burning the baguette totally so we spent the next minutes competing of who could throw pieces of the burnt bread furthest out our 4th floor balcony. (04-12-12)

I´m going to promote an artist from these parts – Timbuktu! He is brilliant! I didn´t think that anyone could make it in life w/ a Skåne-accent but this man is a god!

Timbuktu - Alla vill till himmelen men ingen vill dö
Timbuktu – Stirra ner