BEDA 18 – Observations from afar.

As you have noticed, I haven’t blogged for a while now. The problem is that I wrote my posts by hand. Yes, very foolish indeed, but I have been sick, and typing was simply too much for me.
Though I did promise to have them up by today, that might not happen.

Lazy teenagers.

But enough excuses. It’s time to blog.

What I find odd with where I live, is that people get drunk around six. And I mean drunk. Not giggles and some laughs, but slurry words, falling down and in some cases, throwing everything up.
Now, this is reserved to the old(er) people as one might think. Actually, the only ones I have seen throw up, are around my age.
Which I find pretty sad.

Around here, the young ones gets drunk several times a week. And that makes me sound as if I am on the verge of the cliff, but no, I am not. I simply feel older than the ones who drink their lives away. I find that a foolish excuse for having fun.

I’m not a party girl, that no one can accuse me of. Sure, there have been times when I might have wished to go to the parties everybody was telling me about. To have been one of those who had such “incredible fun”. But I have realized that that level of fun, the one they bragged about, it can be found without the help of alcohol. Without even the mentioning of alcohol really.

We have fun on nothing but candy and coca cola. And maybe we have help from some scary movies.

But the truth is, that one can get ahold of alcohol much too easy where I live. And pretty much everbody take advantage of that.

That is all I had to say today. It’s too late for  me to be up, which it usually is these days. Tomorrow will be dedicated t studying, but I might have time for you guys.

Happy BEDA

BEDA #12 – Missed me?

Hello dear internet readers. I am back.

If you’ve followed me, then you know that by now I have failed both VEDA and BEDA. Tough luck, Sarah.

I usually don’t sign up for things, and then just drop them before I’ve even reached the middle, but this time I didn’t feel like continuing. My blog-post were boring and useless. Normally I just blog when I have something to talk about, when something bothers me enough to make a post out of it. BEDA was HARD to do.

But now I am back. And I shall try to keep up with this month. My plan is if I feel like I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to talk about, then I shall simply write a review about something, for that I love to do. But sitting here in the sun in Småland tops everything, I think.

This pretty hat I am wearing, looks like something I might have inherited from Crocodile Dundee, but since I have no idea where it came from, I can only say that it was the hat the UNCLE just placed upon me head. The AUNT and MOM said something about me looking like and Inka indian, and I didn’t even comment on it. An Inka Indian? Really? Where did you get that.

Ah, now I can see my cousin rowing in from his fishing trip. I just wish you could see this place, it’s truly amazing here. Well, maybe I have some emotional bond to the place, since part of my childhood was spent here, but it’s just  short of heaven. With the green grass, the dog snoring a few yards from me and the blue, blue lake sparkling just hundred meters away, I wish I would never have to leave.

Unfortunately the car leaves tomorrow, and since school starts the day after that, there is little I can do.

Oh, the sound of a tiny four-wheeler. That is also something I will always connect to this place. A cross is also parked somewhere here. Or well, a few of them. I will never be less amazed by my fourteen-year old cousins motor skills. He is also a computer nerd, which I will always envy. I may love computers, and spend a lot of my wake time on then, but of people start asking me how they work I will have to step back.

That is simply not my forte. Ask me about books instead. That I’ll probably be able to answer.

The sound of a working engine can be heard now. Have I ever told you guys what engines does to me? I simply cannot resist the sound of one.  I adore them. Of course I know nothing about engines, but I love them deeply. If a beautiful car comes driving down the lane, I might just be looking for it even when I know it’s gone.

It’s sad, I know.

But still, it’s me, and one should always love oneself a little, right? Just a little.

And now I am out of ideas of what to write about. A comment on the MJ ning, said that I could always write about zombies or baby penguins. And THAT actually brings me to TWO subject.

Subject #1 – Movie night with the girls.

Last, what could it have been? Tuesday I think. Last Tuesday, Saras, Amanda and I had yet another of our famous evening. Nothing interesting really happens, we merely sit in a pile and watch scary movies, mixed with one really, really, corny one so Saras can sleep.

So, last Tuesday we began with the Da Vinci Code. All I can say is that the movie is truly slow. I usually like wathcing most movies, there is few movies I actually feel like the world has stopped to, but the Da Vinci Code is one.
I love the book, I really do, but the movie was poorly done. Tom Hanks was not the best choice for the lead. I love him as well, but he didn’t really fit the part. There was some tlk of Pierce Brosnan in my living-room, but I am not so sure about him either.

After that (coming to the almost-zombies) we saw “28 days later”. I had actually not seen it before, though I had talked about seeing it for long time. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. Maybe not one of the best movies I have ever seen, but not bad at all. It had an interesting topic, a well executed story and some killer monkeys.

All movies should really have killer monkeys, it makes everything better. I think even the Da Vinci Code could have been improved if Jean Reno had chased after him with some monkeys on a leash. Don’t you?

Of course after this, Saras was in a little fit of SCAREDNESS (not that the movie was THAT scary, or scary at all) so we watched Bring It On. The one with Hayden Pettinere as a spoiled little white girl.
Her krumping made me laugh so hard I fell down from the sofa. Might not be the intention she had.

But let’s leave cheerleading, honestly, I don’t feel like talking about it.

Topic #1.5 – I just added this one.

COUSIN just hopped on the four-wheeler and went down to the lake to have a swim.

Might I mention that the sun has only been shining for a few days, and the air temperature didn’t rise above 5c, until a week ago. COUSIN is insane.

Topic #1.75 – COUSIN #2 just sat down next to me with another computer.

That was all.

Topic #2 – Yesterday

Yesterday was Easter Eve as we say here in Sweden, and that is the day we celebrate. Not that we’re overly Christian, (or like me, Religious at all) but it’s still a holiday I feel should be celebrated, though maybe not with thoughts of Jesus as it was intended.

No, to me it’s simply a family holiday, and I couldn’t imagine having Easter with my family. Though we haven’t dyed any eggs this year, apparently we’re all too old, it’s still cosy and wonderful.

So, yesterday we went to see a pair of friends (yes I do actually remember these ones) and we had a picnic. Or a barbecue, I suppose it was. We boiled some hot-dogs over an open fire, and then, this is the fun part, we had a shoot-off.

It was all planned, though they told us that the reason they brought the rifle was because of a bear that walked the forests. This has actually happened before, so as the city-girl that I am,  I was afraid for a few minutes, Then I forgot about it. I might be a city-girl, but I am also fickle-minded.

After too many sausages to acknowledge, it was time to hit the tiny bottles.

I have shot before, and I know the thrill of holding a gun. Honestly, it’s too much fun. If I didn’t find the image of shooting little or huge animals revolting, I would want a hunting license. Lucky for me, and maybe for people venturing in forests, I cannot hurt animals. Unless they are bugs.

I hate bugs.

But anywho, after a few test shots, we were paired up in teams, The Old Macho Men in one, (two of the three have hunting licenses), The Moms and youngest children in one, and the rest of us, Me, COUSIN and his friend THE MOA in one.

Now, one might see what the outcome of this would be. The macho men who hunt on a regular basis, will OF COURSE win. What else could happen?

We women and children, what do WE know of guns and ammo? How could we hit those tiny, tiny, bottles from such a long distance?

That was what we thought. But no.

the Macho Men, they didn’t won. Instead we did. We. CHILDREN.

We won over they guys who actually should be really good. But they weren’t. The GLEE was wonderful.

But then we children lost the candy-tasting competition. What does that tell you of the world? We can shoot, but we don’t know candy. Where is the world going?

And all this is actually leading up to Baby Penguins if you thought that I had lost my train of thought. I never forget the baby penguins.

So… In the end we started playing Nintendo Wii. Mario cart is one of the games I love the most (right after Zelda) and I haven’t played it for ages.
Now, how does the baby penguins get into all of this.

We played the snow track. That is all. I hit them plenty of times.

Now i have to get going, we’re going to GRANDMA in twenty minutes, and I need to get dressed and wash my hair. STRESS. STRESS. STRESS. ¨

Happy BEDA

BEDA #4 – Did I mention spring is here?

Hey you people of the internet. It is already April fourth.

Am I the only one bothered with how fast time passes now? It felt like it was yesterday the first snow-flakes fell, and now the spring is here. And with spring comes bugs, but let’s leave them until they TRULY become a problem. Believe me, I WILL complain.

Today me, my mom and BROTHER went to Skansen. If you do not know what Skansen is, which you probably don’t, let me tell you.
Skansen is not a zoo, but a “open air museum”. It features Scandinavian animals only, with exceptions for the aquarium and a few bisons. Or one bison. I am not sure, but I only saw one today.

In the aquarium you find crocodiles, exotic monkeys and fishes. There are also an extensive collection of snakes, spiders and bats. The baboons are the sweetest ones though. Unfortunately the aquarium and the monkey building had closed just a few minutes before we reached it, so there were no baboons or lemurs for me today. But we saw over the fence that the baboons had several babies clinging to them.

If you have seen baboon babies, (disney’s Tarzan anyone?) then you know how extremely cute they are. With eyes that seem too big for their tiny body, I believe I must say that they are in my cutest-animal-babies-list that I just made up.

Skansen is not only an animal park, but also a museum as I said before. It shows houses from different ages in Sweden. Farm houses, really, transported from around the country. It’s very beautiful.

But enough about Skansen. It was amazing as it always is, and I could go around in short sleeves, something that has been impossible.

Now it’s two AM here and I should go to bed.

Happy BEDA.