My dream

November 15, 2010

Wrote my dream down the moment I woke up.

I dreamt that I lived in NY and accidentally blew up both the Statue of Liberty and The World Trade Center with Leonard and Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory. I knew my parents would be mad, so we decided to flee. It was all icy and snowy, so it was too hard to run, but luckily Nicole KIdman was on a camping trip in a caravan with her family, and we got a ride. Somehow we ended up borrowing the van, and we parked it at my family’s summer home in the woods (fake one, since we don’t have it in real life). We went for a walk into the woods, and Sheldon complained about everything. That’s all I remember.



The other side of ugly

November 11, 2010

I am almost overblogging now. But hey, it comes in curves. And before the curve curves again, I’ll make the most of it.

Not to be mushy gushy, but this new Christmas song kind of hit home with me a little bit. It makes me long for Christmas, without the sleighbells and fab voice of Kenny Rogers. Just nice. And the lyrics fits a little bit.

I don’t know what my future holds
or who I’ll choose to love me
But I can tell you where I’m from
And who loved me to life

And so it is a part of my
courageous plan to leave
With a broken heart
Tucked away under my sleeve

I wanna go home for Christmas
Let me go home this year
I wanna go home for Christmas
Let me go home this year



November 11, 2010

I just learned how to make videoGIFs. I think I am at my most creative and efficient whenever I procrastinate. I just don’t do the things I should do. It evens out in the end, though. Like when I was supposed to study for my English exam, but chose to rather learn the states in US in alphabetical order. Life is a university lecture hall, and my head is the blank piece of paper. It should be filled with lecture notes, but if you look at it, it’s just drawings of elephants riding tricycles. It’s all relevant. You can quote me on that.

Bonus! Guess the song, and I’ll give you a cookie.


November 11, 2010

The fool looks at a finger that points at the sky.

Procrastination blogging. The best kind.

November 10, 2010

Starbucks are evil. I’ve got it all figured out. They lure you in with soothing music and fancy coffees, and you think it’s all peaches and cream. You are comfortable. Relaxed. They even offer you a free refill coffee if you finish the one you have. Then it turns. It becomes abundantly clear they do not want you to stay for more than 20 minutes. A lesson I learned today, when going into London Bridge Starbucks to do some work. They don’t spell it out to you, but you’ll get the hint nevertheless. It starts with the coffee. You realise you’ll never be able to finish the ridiculously huge mug of coffee, so instead of getting a delicious refill, you end up drinking cold coffee. Cold coffee is like old man sweat. My face ends up looking..uninviting for the public to see.

Then the music gets to you. The soothing tunes in the background turns into loud new age crap. It drills into your brain and hatches maracas playing baby eggs. But I won’t be beat. Give me all you’ve got, Starbucks. My ass aint going anywhere.

New York

November 5, 2010

Here is a video with some of the stuff I filmed in NY. The format is wrong, the resolution is off, it’s definitely not steady work and the song choice is cheesy. But hey, it’s New York.


November 1, 2010

Happy November/Halloween blog readers! It is officially November, and I have obtained the mandatory sore throat. But hey ho. Celebrated Halloween this weekend, with a slightly crappy costume. A bit last minute, which is a shame, as I normally go all out with costume parties. But went as gum. As in chewing or bubble. Went all pink and sparkly, with a shoe attached to me. Someone has pictures, will update when I get a hold of some. I just took pictures of everyone else. Went to an insane house party, as you would read about in those horror stories parents show you when you ask to have a party. But even though there must have been over 200 people at some point, they were all extremely well behaved. They even had a bar where all the money went to charity. Went with classmate Jack and his flat crew, and had a great time!

Flat crew. Alien, racoon, sumo, milk carton, hairy beast.

Beam me up, Scotty

Self carved pumpkin!



October 27, 2010

Trying not to let the blog go by the wayside. Went a bit mad today, when the internet went down for hours and hours and hours. Supposedly doing loads of research for my FMP (Final Major Projects, will from now on only be called by its acronym) but without the world wide at my fingertips, my research narrows down to a Stepbrothers dvd and Come Dine With Me on the tellybox. I guess I could do a project on sibling cookery, but it certainly limits my options. Luckily, after a trip to the pub in desperation, the world reappeared. Now I can do loads of research again. Yeey. OR! I can watch a suprised kitty! Weeeeeeeeee!

Massive cheer up song

October 25, 2010

Into your player, on with the headphones, dance around the living room.

Online dating

October 25, 2010

I am currently working on my final major project at Uni, and I have decided to focus on online dating. So my tutor suggested I should sign up, under a false name, and check it out from the inside. Intriguing, I thought. So I signed up, and had to sit through an hour of personality testing. Apart from the name, I answered every question as myself. Type of question: “On a scale from 1 to 5, how open are you for traveling?”

When I finally clicked through the last page, this is what came up:

Isn’t getting rejected by an online dating site a little like settling for McDonalds for dinner, only to find out they’re out of burgers? But I refuse to let it get to me, and rely on the comforting words on their apology site: “Please understand that this is a result of our matching process, and in no way reflects on you as a person or your ability to be in a happy relationship.”