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One of those days
It’s one of those days.. My head is telling me to finish all the things I started, prepare, photograph, tidy. But I’m so unbelievably tired. It doesn’t help to stare at the to do-list that I wrote on friday, where only two are crossed out in a tired black line. Had an intensely uncomfortable time at the doctors today, where all I wanted was a hug and being held by S afterwards, but uni work had to be done and an empty bed awaits. I don’t think I’m asking too much when I want him to come home and just be here.
Wednesday Going, going….
Sigh…
..When you’re allowed to borrow a very cool Berlin guide from your dad, and a year later, when you’re finally going to Berlin again – the guide is nowhere to be found. Fudge.
..When you feel uplifted and like a great planner, because you arranged for being picked up by the bus to Berlin on the motorway (so that you don’t have to take trains back and forth), until you realise that it gives you 1 day (!!) to pack (for home & Berlin), do a massive amount of homework, clean, finish off your mums birthday presents and preferably having a cosy night with Boyfriend before you leave him for 9 days.. Even more fudge. (Yes, am going to Berlin with my course monday to friday next week!)
..When you spend so much time on explaining why you’re so busy that it leaves you with even lesser time. (e.g. Writing this blog)
..When you get up really early (compared to what your body wants) for the busy day, and sit down to start your morning-interweb-routine, and the mentioned interweb doesn’t work!
..When you then spend hours trying to fix the internet, because ”it just has to work”.
..When you suddenly find yourself watching Old Spice ads.. how did that happen?
…Then you’re just supposed to stay in bed.
Edit: Naturally I as well have found the time to dye my hair. Long live procrastination.
Sunday oh Sunday
Most of the time I’m too busy with (boring) chores to actually enjoy the weekends.. Or so it has been since the beginning of this year. But this one has been filled with surprises, good company and coziness – and we even got some of the important things done too. Friday I went shopping and found great stuff (photo coming up maybe?), then joined S & K’s P (haha looks a bit algebra-y) for beers and later pizza. Saturday S got us a nice breakfast that gave us energy for the weekly cleaning that had to be done.. 50kgs of laundry, hoards of dust bunnies and around 75 breaks, I had to study. At night we finally got to watch Inception (omg! loved it) while I was knitting (with extremely sweaty hands – yarn and overly stressing plot in movie is not a good combo, just fyi).
This morning it’s dangerously dark outside, I have to study, go downtown, and later N&N are coming <3 Good weekend indeed!
(All images from tumblr.com / weheartit.com)
Monday Wrapping it up
For some reason my arrival in Aarhus,after been home for a week, has been particularly hard on me. Friday went so-so, I went to the beach with T and watched a movie with Boyfriend at night. But saturday I woke up and was instantly feeling depressed, sad and angry with the world. Got better throughout the day though, even though I regrettedly took it out on Boyfriend.. Yesterday I spent the entire day with my head in a bucket and sleeping, and from now and three weeks ahead Boyfriend is home, and we’ll be packing.
I’ll show photos from my trip home later on..
Monday Where we belong
Photo from Thursday. Was a great night. Too much beer to quickly, too much food, and great company the rest of the night. Friday was spent in bed (as far as remember anyway) and I was amazed (again) of how long Boyfriend can sleep (3pm). My cold got worse, which was why I had to cancel a date I had with an old friend from Ireland. So I actually just spent my weekend doing pretty much nothing, and missing doing something.
The heat in Denmark is near unbearable and have been for quite some time now. I have a deep connection with my duvet, which is why I find it extremely hard to accept that I can’t sleep with it at night because of the heat.
Todays plans: Packing my office into boxes and fixing photos.
Wednesday And it rained for days..
Photos by the always amazing Nirrimi
It just doesn’t stop raining.. There was a pause last night, where the evening sun flooded my livingroom. Today is wet, dark green and gloomy.
I’ve arrived to the point where I have to start studying for my oral exam (same thing as the written one) – something I wouldn’t mind postponing as much as possible. But of course I know that the more I postpone it, the more there will be to do later. Sigh. And because of this, I’m rendered paralysed. So much to do, and so much I want to do, but I’m totally stuck within myself.
I’m crocheting a blanket, but I desperately need yarn. And a buddy to stroll downtown with.
Monday Right Now
Editing photos, drinking coffee, loving my wool.
Monday After Weekend
It’s been a fantastic weekend. Busy, but great. My parents came for a visit on saturday; we had cake, shopped, had Icelandic lamb, wine, and buckets and buckets of coffee, and talked. They stayed overnight and after a lovely breakfast we went to the local bazaar and got all kinds of lovely specialities (spices, veggies, etc). Like I’ve mentioned earlier I love to spend time with my parents, because it keeps me grounded and close to my origins. I always feel more clear in my head and aware. And after a full weekend of sunshine (that seems to continue!) my energy is high and I have tons to do.
Here are fragments from the weekend (1. I planted seeds for herbs – and made tiny green houses, 2. my mum brougt a bucket of flowers and small branches from our garden at home. Beautifully spring-y, 3. sunlight through glass, 4. sunlight through water, 5. candles after dinner):
Thursday Horrors
Most of my life I’ve been a big fan of horrors. When I was a child I always got easily scared though, but I loved to tell scary stories to my friends (I thought I was being cool, but I always ended up being scared myself – I even got frightened by my invisible friend because I couldn’t see him!).
When my mum and my big sister started watching the X-Files I sat by the closed door until it was done, thinking it was so unfair.
Later I “watched” The Kingdom with my family on Cake-Fridays (My sister and I would bake a cake to be eaten while watching the Kingdom. I was lying behind my mums back in the couch eating my cake).
But as I grew older a big fascination started to grow inside of me, and after a couple of years I was almost immune. I loved the feeling of horror, and not being able to turn the film off (if even possible). My sister on the other hand was completely opposite. The older she got, the more she more hide behind a pillow while watching (and she still does).
My issue today is that I’ve had a long break in watching horror movies, and that has made me weak. I rarely watch them on my own (only when I’m home alone of course, the ejit that I am) and I never watch them with the Boyfriend, because he refuses to watch them! And my friends that I would otherwise watch them with now lives far, far away.
In other words; I crave horror movies (just look at my Antichrist projects – one focused on the thrilling atmosphere of the sound scape, the other the theory of the uncanny, the horror in Antichrist) and I can’t watch them!
We even have a small, rustique cinema downtown Aarhus where they show alternative horror movies – but I can’t find anybody to take with me. Now what’s up with the world.
(Photo from Paranormal Activity. …Which I obviously haven’t seen either, pf.)
