Happy weekend everyone!

Thirteen Senses - Into the fire

I made a big mistake yesterday..I had a cold and decided to crawl up in bed and watch Zodiac by myself..what was I thinking?
movies like this make me scared like crap and I had to watch the movie in parts. It is the music and sounds and Sound of music that make me scared..so I put on "mute" and subtitels whenever anything creepy happened. I have a very vivid imagination and I couldn´t sleep.
What is the most scary movie? It´s not this one..

Bill Whelan - Riverdance

The course I´m taking now on Diversity Management is
extremely interesting.

First They Came for the Jews

First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the Communists
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out

because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left
to speak out for me.

- Pastor Martin Niemöller

Emilíana Torrini - To be free

Thank god its friday! Swedish rap anyone?

Timbuktu - Det löser sig

Timbuktu - Sömnlös i Skåne and Alla vill till himelen men få vill dö

Fronda - Rullar fram

Things are finally calming down..came back from iceland and 3-4 books behind! (already, well done drífa!)So I had to lock myself in my room skipping daylight and people, sleeping 2 hours a night writing.

Without daylight it needed Sandra (swe) to call and inform it being autumn already! I can´t believe I missed it! Normally I´m very alert on the seasons changing. This is one reason, if not the greatest, why Finland (Helsinki) is so absolutely fabulous - its seasons. Never in my life have I witnessed such radical seasonchanges as I did during that year.

When it´s something it´s really something - meaning when it´s

summer, it´s sunny and up to 30 degrees!

autumn, there are gorgeous leaves (in massive amounts) colouring the city! winter, it´s bloody freezing (down to -30) and snow everywhere! spring, you can smell the grass grow and the forrests are all Shrek-coloured

The Streets - Blinded by the Lights

August –

A whole bunch of us went working at a massive cocktailbar at the festival. We basicly had to wear oversized t-shirts and poor/serve cocktails getting “bonnekes” (tickets) in return...However the matter wasn´t that simple. Apparently the whole idea was to try to slide as many bonnekes in your pocket or socks as humanly possible (without getting caught). I did very bad. Only managed 20..12 of which Meintje put in my backpocket..very smooth strategy. While playing these villains we could drink as many cocktails as we cared to..and so we did. When there was still an hour left of my shift I was so wasted I developed goldfish memory where people would tell me something and i´d just turn around and forget the whole order. In the end the team had around a lot of bonnekes for drinks..Champagne, strawberries and cigars! All in the name of the “borrowed” bonnekes! Those cigars were the worst idea the next morning. I´m off Mojito for life.

I finnished the last Harry Potter. The last one is the best. Bhaaaa.

Watched galic football with Fergus and Lucy..which is just violence.

Went to Brussels:
I loved opening the Celtic. Antwerp in the “mornings” is just so beautiful. When they open the cafes, put out the terrace and everything is still peaceful. Serving that first Guinness at 11.00 (even though people should know its only socially accepted to start at 12.00).

Goodbye-party for Karim and me:

Went to Iceland for a week! :)

Met my wonderful friends and family; The Magnificent 7, Brynja , Kata, Dora, Olla, Tinna, Seb, Sandra etc just what I needed.
Went iceskating with the hotelboys. It was great to be back meeting everyone.

Now I´m back in Lund and drowning in school..waking up at 4.00 and such. Reading a course on Diversity Management (racism, discrimination etc)

Renovations at home this summer came through – Now our kitchen is TOO clean...For those of you who didn´t have the pleasure of enjoying our last kitchen; just imagine a pile of junk in your head. We also have new showers. But no lock on the door. Result: We are all mastering the talent of shower-singing to let the rest of the world know the shower is occupied.

Freshly Ground - Doo Bee Doo

news? not really.. working is great and I love "big city life" (although our housemate Devin from Chicago calls antwerp a town) but it was nice to get out of the city this weekend; housewarmingparty in Hoogstraten and bicycling in the countryside.

Tomorrow im off as well and see my books and coffee in heaven.

There is a sort of irish-pub community going on here..within the Irish Times, Kelly's and the Celtic...everyone knows your name and they know all about you even though you have never met them..and my gosh how gossip travels fast between the pubs. When the boys in the Irish Times are off work they come hang in our bar and vice versa. Bar-people always have a lot of stories to tell.

Tonight Im making Marlous start a Harry Potter-marathon with me.

Skunk Anansie - Carmen Queasy

Been played waaaay to often in the Celtic....
The Streets - Fit but you know it

or maybe this as well...

Aerosmith - Pink

Here its just one festival after the other... last two days its been Vlaanderen feest on the Groenplaats which triggered a bomb in the bar and on our terrace...when five policeofficers walked in it wasnt funny anymore. Until they got some Ice Tea. Where they are now taking down one stage they are putting up another.. the EuroGames start in Antwerp today. And this sunday we ll visit Gent for the Gentse Feesten:)
Laundry-corner
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Today Im doing laundry like they do in the movies.. you know, you go to a laundrysalon with your washingpowder.. read half a novel next to an old women, throw in the dryer and read the other half. Although I dont really trust dryers.. you never know what or whos clothes you might get back.
Be sure to tip the waitress!

Charlotte:
“Those flowers were supposed to say "We're so sorry, we love you," not "You're dead, let's disco"! “

Live music tonight!

Christy Moore - Ordinary Man


My Guinness he is good

A walk through ANTWERP

the central station

river Scheldt (the name took me 2 years to pronounce right)
The Steen; according to legend, the giant Druoon Antigoon lived there.
De Onze-Lieve-Vrouwekathedraal (took almost two centuries to build!)
a nice street
The Groenplaats w/statue of P.P. Rubens
The Celtic Ireland (were I work) on the Groenplaats
De Sint-Carolus Borromeuskerk w/beautiful square
Het Stadhuis on de Grote Markt
De Brabofontein

a wall close to our house

K.K. - Grand Hotel

tonight only.

Im loving the bartenders life; waking up to stroling around in the city, coffehouse-hanging and a lot of reading in my favorite jazz cafe, de Muze - Im in deep Harry Potter (half-blood prince) - then working evenings followed by later outgoings.

Tonight is the meeting of the cookers (which almost sounds like hookers) of the upcoming 5day Youth movement camping in south of Belgium.. Our friend Tom has tricked us into cooking for hundreds of teenage scouts...this will no doubt be an experience.

speaking of that I heard "Bomba" played in public for the first time in about 5 years.. this was due to a sort of festival called Tuinfeest in a village called Beerse. you never know where life takes you I guess.

Vive la fete - Tokyo

MY GOODNESS MY GUINNESS!

How to greet.. am I the only one in need of a manual?

In Iceland (at least in my neighbourhood) we shake hands when meeting first time and with friends we give a "half hug one kiss on the cheek" goodbye.. or very good friends and very possibly drunk straight on the lips. But a kiss or hug from first meet would make you look weird.. and possible attacksituation which I witnessed in Bifrost where Seb wanted to give a countryside icelandic girl a friendly kiss.

In Sweden there seems to be an unwritten rule:
first time you meet you shake hands.
second time and forever more you hug eachother. Swedish people are very fond of the "hug-term".. they hug you everywhere and after every single sms or email they write "hug" or on a good day "hugs"..it took me quite some time to get into this hugging with people im not that close with. But even more to get rid of my icelandic habit of giving people a kiss on the cheek.. when I think of it i might have scared some sweeds away.

French friends..my dears give me 2 kisses on the cheek.. and Im aware of this and always prepared.

In Finland.. after a long time to get to know eachother you might get a hug.

Let me tell you about Belgium... here anything goes and there doesnt seem to be any rules to follow!!!! This makes it very hard and can lead to embarrassing situations.
At first meet Ive had everything from handshake, one kiss, two kisses and even three kisses (which I heard was a belgian thing..but still only with some people??!!!?) And then it is very unclear when you are close enough to give a more friendly goodbye.. god im so lost.
At the Celtic on my first day of work my BOSS gives me a one cheek kiss goodbye. Second day and onward all the people at work give you a kiss hello AND goodbye... which now makes us one big happy family behind the bar. And we also get daily kisses from regulars... The Celtic is some kind of Cheers and you hear alot of "cheers" (irish accent) instead of "thank you".

Skunk Anansie - Brazen

Im alive! and so much more.. also very trashed from limited sleep this last week.

Yesterday Jutta and I drove (well more her since I cant drive) to Germany..Through Aachen, Koln, Dortmund and finally to Paderborn where Marlous is doing an internship. Getting back was less than fun.. late, dark, heavy rain and Germany has NO streetlights!!! I was very uneasy in some turns. In the end we reached Hasselt where I crashed.

I HAVE A JOB!!! I met these 2 nice irish boys in a bar and they told me to apply at this irish bar.. I applied some more places and soon enough I was swimming in joboffers. An angel, Joke, at Infopunt Europe helped me with all numbers after super unfriendly people at the district Antwerpen.

So now Ive been working 3 days in an irish bar at the Groenplaats which is the square on the picture up there... So that is where youll find me, at Celtic Ireland keeping the Guinness and Kilkenny floating;)

K s choice - not an addict

In the fashion city itself there is a fashionshow going on from the Academy. All 4 years students show their collections on a runway. Eva wanted to go and told me she "had a plan".. cause tickets for the show were like 30 euros! So what was the plan? yes.. in pooring rain me and Eva come riding together on 1 bicycle with a bag of OUR OWN clothes and some coathangers... I havent been sneaking around like a criminal since I was 15 years.. so I was very sceptic of this plan going in through the backdoors... Eva told me that the secret is just to "look like you are suppose to be there"... believe it or not but we got in easily and saw the whole fashionshow with free cocktails!! and let me just say WAUW what a show.. some of the stuff was so great:) Thank you Eva!

here is the website of the show; http://www.antwerp-fashion.be/

Hoi!
A very hectic last week in Sweden with thesis, jury, housewarming/goodbye/firestation parties and such .. This summer the people of AF are remodeling our kitchen..hùrra! For you who have seen it before dont need explaining why; to make this possible we had to spend a whole day going through50 years of kitchensupplies...including "The Nostalgic Box"with photos of students living there through time..Dont people just look great in the 80s? And in the name of ROCK! we threw that smelly sofa from the 70s off the roof.

Im now arrived in Antwerp.

I came here wednesday evening and already thirsday morning I found myself working in the University Hospital kitchen..Just for a day. People didnt really speak english there, which gave my dutch a real push for the better. The whole experience made me feel a bit disoriented since Id just landed a few hours earlier. In the evening we met Tom and his friend for a real belgian beer. Sweet!

Our house i a very nice old one and very central. As you see Im already adapting here by exagerating through "very", which Antwerpians like to do; they say "kei"(something like "very") a whole lot.. Keigoed. Keimottig. Ive also learned that you should refer to Antwerp as "THE CITY" (t stad) cause it is obvious to Antwerpians that Antwerp is the center of the world.

Friday was another barhopping now with Eva and brother, Sami and finnish girlfriend, Jutta and girlfriend. In the end we picked up Amy and stumbled into an Irish bar, where actually I might get work. For the first time I experienced KRIEK which is CHERRYBEER.. and it wasnt bad at all.

Saturday we touristed the whole city with Amy.. went to an interesting museum with a lot of Rubens paintings; after all this is his city. After dinner in the countryside at Marlous s parents, the evening started with Sangria at Meintjes and Thijs new house.... it ended with a Singstar teambattle!!! Jaeks! I think the shall we say highpoint was Thijs vs Marlous rapping Tricky with Run DMC.

Yes, I have a new phonenumber: +324476301909 which you are welcome to call.

More news later!

Groetjes!

Run DMC - Its tricky

As you may have guessed..I´m letting time pass by keeping busy. This is one of my favorite websites which I recommend to all you www.bored.com working as receptionists or so.

www.sleepinginairports.net
..I think I should contribute with my horrible experience sleeping in Kastrup Airport where hell broke loose due to a bombthreat at the railwaysstation shortly after the drawings. Wasn´t that fun.

REYKJAVIK (Leif Eriksson International Terminal) 2006 (Terminal 1 - ML) -

"I am an airline apprentice and so have to travel stand-by.
After a two weeks stay in Iceland, the most expensive country in the world (even tiny villages are more expensive than London or Tokyo) I had no freaking Dime left for accommodation.
When I arrived at the airport in the evening with my flight departing early the next morning, I found myself surrounded by signs saying "sleeping in the airport is prohibited".
Rumours also told me, the airport would be closed at midnight.
Desperate as I was, I sneaked around the check-in area and actually found a hidden place: a customs-room with two small tables (else nothing) which made me a nice bed together with my sleeping bag.
So I stayed there, but the door could not be closed (why? No idea), and I heard the noises getting less and less, until there where only construction workers, security staff and cleaning personnel.
I guess I would have made it quite comfortable through the night, unless I wouldn't snore like a sick hippo.
I found myself shaken by a grinning security guy later that night, who had the nerves to throw me out of the airport at 3o'clock in the morning, with my plane leaving at 7.
So I had to spend the night at the open air parking space of Keflavik airport, with freezing 5°C.
May that guy burn in hell.
So remember: there's a little customs room right to the drinks machine and the ATM machine in the check-in area.
But may heaven prevent you from snoring."

Dave Brubeck´s - Take Five (my favorite)

very high knowledge reading at this point in my life. It does seem humanly possible to learn, opposed to finnish. Perkelen paska.

Ligt mijn koffer open,
dan gaan mijn knuffels lopen.
Piept daar een gezicht?
KLIK-KLAK, mijn koffer dicht!

Two years of university almost at its end, thrown in the trunk of my non-existing car. nor license.
Or as we rockstars say: Thank you Lund! You´ve been a wonderful audience!!!!

Fine Young Cannibals - Good Thing

(I guess it´s just the Monday)

Má ég bara nefna. Fari þessi ritgerð og veri. Við erum núna í alls konar basli í sambandi við beygluna og lesum aðrar ritgerðir til þess að gagnrýna. 4 júni er komið sumarfrí.
Það er búið að vera hrikalega næs veður hér á bæ og minns er bara búin að flatmagast í stórborginni Malmö með nýtilkomna dellu fyrir pocketbókum! Til dæmis John Grisham! Sjáið þetta fyrir ykkur, sól, mannlíf, ískaldur og spennó bók. Ég fæ gæsahúð.

(mynd: fallega Universitets bibliotek í Lundi)

Ég fann líka annað æðisgengið safn..

Skissernas Museum ( Museum of Sketches – Archive of Public Art): ekki á hverjum degi sem ég segi upphátt “Váá!!”.. þar má meðal annars finna verk eftir ERRÓ, Ásmund Sveinsson, Leif Breiðfjörð og ómerkari menn Picasso,

Míró, Henri Matisse etc. Missið ekki af þessu ef þið eigið leið hingað.

Billy Idol - Rebell Yell