I've written a Friends Only Post, click HERE to read it! And everybody is of course welcome to enjoy the video I made of small videoclips from the RoadTrip with Wen and Love earlier this year (August 2009).
You know how I experience freedom? When I drive...then I'm free. I, Mizz Martínez, got to borrow my friend Hernán's car yesterday. Not because I needed it but because he was going to get drunk and needed somebody to take his car from KTH over the night. I gladly offered myself to do it.
You know when I'm happy? When I see this:
I'm off to a FUIS-meeting now and then to KTH to return the car to his owner.
It seems like my exam-study-period has started already! You want proof of it? Well, let me tell you about my eating behaviours. Today I've drinken a lot of Coca Cola, 1 chocolate bar, have 1,5 L of Pepsi waiting for me, some Yoghurt with honey, bread, peanut butter and honey, and chocolate-dipped nuts. Usually, at this time, I use to be browsing on the Internet, reading a magazine/book, goofing around with Muñeco or going to bed. But now I'm just about to start to study again after a two hours break which consisted of a walk with Muñe to the shopping mal to get the special ingredients for my studies (unhealthy food) and a long talk with Helen over Skype. So, now I'll return to "Constructivism", "To understand International Conflicts" and "The Globalization of World Politics"
I needed to pick a book at the SNDU and since it is situated next to KTH I had lunch with Wen, and later we had a small picknick/fika afterwards in the sun.
Anyways, I posted the pictures just because they are special...
The main reason to this post is to discuss the following topic: What would you say about a woman who has a husband and a 2 year old son, decides to leave her everyday life for a trip on her own 1 week?
I got a wonderful book as a birthday present from Elma Here we are sitting on the stairs to Marseille's train- and busterminal The book is called "Bitterfitta", when translated to English it would be "Bitter Cunt". And the topic of the book? How people react depending on whether you are a woman or a man.
My first opinion to the question I stated above was: "How can she do such thing!", but then I continued to read and I realized that society has given me a picture of how life should be, and women are the ones who have to do the hardest work. My response to my stated question now (even though I've just read 10 pages of the book) is: "Sure, why not. She is a free soul/person and doesn't have to be bonded to any moral "society" regulations."
I have a new favourite song..actually, the first German one. And the reason to why I found this song is because of Annika who was in Sthlm during a whole week. Now she is back in Bremen, and she has left a big print in this appartment. Music for me, and longing for Muñeco.
The lyrics are not the best (after having translated them to English I realized it) but the rythm is so perfect.
I've been working pretty hard with some FUIS-related applications. Soon, it's definitely time to sleep. Tomorrow or on Saturday will come a summary of this past week and perhaps some thoughts of mine.
A small update of my birthday. There wasn't much celebration really. Uni - seminar - FUISmeeting Dinner at my place, and I got some roses. The first gift so far.
It's so nice to get congratulations. Really. 35 congratulations from the friends who are close and not so close on fb, around 10 text messages congratulating me...and 9 here on MyOpera. All of them VERY appreciable of course.
Any partying soon? Yes, on Saturday if not before!
It's funny actually! Every single time I'm studying, I end up writing posts. It relieves me from my stress perhaps. Don't know!
Anyways, the chapters that I've read for tomorrow's lecture in the books that I'm reading for my current IR-course, have enlightened me about the different actions taken during the World War I, and the World War II. I didn't know much about the different leaders who had different roles during the wars. Wilson, Hitler, Mussolini, etc. Sure, I had heard their names...but never learnt enough to understand the different situations. A couple of things are sure though. Hitler was evil. Hitler was intelligent. Hitler was at the right time in the right place. Destiny perhaps? Could be!
Anyways, I went to the movies this Tuesday with ISS KTH and saw "Inglourious Basterds", the latest movie of Quentin Tarantino. Sometimes I thought..."Gosh, will it end soon?", but my overall view of the movie is: ULTRA-AWESOME! Definitely a movie worth seeing.
The best actor with best replies... Chrisoph Waltz
The most handsome actor...Daniel Brühl and the best part, he is German!
I took over 400 pictures in less than three days time. Incredible? Well, kind of. So, I will not post all of the pictures. Sadly I have not time to tell of the happy events either, but some of them will of course be told. I will soon be off to do another trip. By soon, I mean in a couple of hours. Day 1: Wen started to drive towards Vänern, Sweden's biggest lake. When we had to tank with fuel, I started to pose. And me and Wen changed position in the car, I drove and she took pictures. While both of us were babling and listening to music, Love was reading a special magazine. After a colourful lunch, before visiting the closest city, I posed in front of Vänern.And in the city called Mariestad it was time to do some more posing Back in our cabin, after dinner we decided to make fire so that we could eat grilled marshmallows.Since only Love knows how to lit fire out in nature, he was busy doing that. Suddenly I saw a boat far away in the lake that had two special lights. One blue and one red. We thought it was the lake-police. When we continued to make fire, the boat suddenly shone light towards us so we ran away. But till the present day we are not sure if it was the police or not. While running away from the "police", me and Wen found a spooky place by the water. Day 2: In the morning, right after breakfast we went to the closest village to rent bikes and explore Göta Kanal. And found a miniature Göta Kanal... Find three errors... Wen is not specially fond of birds..Just look at her. Before dinner we were back in our cabin, and while Love was taking care of the dishes me and Wen were posing with what will be the latest fashion in Europe. Day 3: After breakfast we cleaned the cabin and drove back to Sthlm. On the way to our city we stopped by at Hjälmaren, the fourth largest lake in Sweden for lunch and right after lunch we started to take jumping-pictures. And after a quick visit at McDonald's we were home.
I have to make dinner now, clean the fridge and pack my luggage and Muñeco's. I'll be back in Sthlm hopefully on Saturday morning to visit the tivoli with friends.
I really can't postpone this post any longer. Cause many new happenings are on their way. So, here we go. Where did I end? My second day in Glasgow had passed by. The third day in that beautiful city...well, we didn't do much at all. Walked to the bus station to purchase the tickets to Edinburgh...and found the emblem of Glasgow on the way there. I ate a typical Scottish dish, which's name I can't recall, with a beer. And the shopping tour began. If there is a city where you should shop...it is GLASGOW! When I bought my stuff at Primark..I was posing with my big shopping bag... and out of nowhere a gang of boys asked if they could be in the picture. Perhaps I'm meant to marry a Scottish?
We were pretty tired after shopping tour, so we sat down and I had my Ginger Beer. Afterwards we finally travelled to Edinburgh and slept in a church. It's actually a hostel, but before it was a church. So awkward to sleep in a church, but in Scottland nothing surprises you. There are restaurants, hostels, clubs, etc in churchs.
The day after we started out tour in the capital of Scotland by walking towards the castle. We also entered a factory of kilts... and went on a whisky tour where we got to find our Whisky...the one that fits one perfectly. But I didn't found any. Whisky is simply not for me. I found other things more appealing... We continued to see more of the city and the Old Town. Visited St Giles... And suddenly we started to follow a free guided tour. My description of it: WOW! (I'll have to do another post of the guided tour in Edinburgh). But a short summery comes here: We got to see the original Harry Potter school... And got to see where Bobby's owner was buried... Above: Me and the statue of Bobby
The first day in Edinburgh was completed by a traditional Scottish dish, Haggis! It tastes...awesome, even though it consists of:
sheep's 'pluck' (heart, liver and lungs), minced with onion, oatmeal, suet, spices, and salt, mixed with stock, and traditionally boiled in the animal's stomach for approximately three hours.
I was watching my profile pictures on Facebook, and found the first picture that had been uploaded...and the last one. Almost the same haircut, and sunglasses on. But do you see what has changed? Apart from me becoming older? The picture on the left was taken in Morocco (Marrakech) january, 2007. The picture on right was taken in Germany (Bremen) april, 2009. The one who sees the difference will get a postcard all the way from Sthlm!!!
Hi there! Long time no see? I'm sitting on the bus on my way to Skavsta Airport, about 80 minutes from the city of Sthlm, where the cheapest airlines travel from. My former classmates, three of them - Ewa, Fabian and Kristoffer - are on another bus of another company. I'm in the new RyanAir-bus, which is cheaper and has wireless internet. It cannot rock more to be on the way to the airport and be able to write stupid little notes on your blog, right?
I should be doing some work for ADIC. I'll do it soon, and then sleep some more. Apparently, the others were worried that I wouldn't make it! I remember when all of us were 15 years old and we went on a ski-trip for four days. I was skiing in a very high velocity and when suddenly I couldn't slow...so I fell down and did a couple of roll-overs. I got a concussion, and couldn't stop. Kristoffer was one of the first people to arrive to the accident place. He started to yell my name. I didn't answer..I heard what he said, but couldn't answer. The concussion was too heavy. So he started to yell to the others in the vecinity that I was dead.
Oki, now I've got to work! Hopefully I'll have access to Internet in the place where we'll be staying! :hapy:
Ps. For the first time in my life, I don't feel very good travelling away from Muñeco. Why?
I'll soon be leaving my place. I've been hugging Muñeco, and forcing him to sleep with me countless number of times...and that even though I've slept less than two hours. I fixed my haircut...and I'm ready to see how a wedding looks like! I'm off to Warzaw, Poland...and then we'll ride the bus to a city/small town called Kazimierz two hours away from the capital.
Write from the bus. I've got to take a walk with my MUÑECO!
Another relaxing day has passed by, and more will come. It feels so nice to be on holidays. More PhotoBoot.
I met Mikael in the evening, to get some special gifts to the soon to be married couple. It didn't take much time to do that, but to write in the purchased postcards took A LOT of time. But we had fun while writing in them. Hopefully, Carro and Martin will like our dry humour. Fabian couldn't show up tonight, so Mikael and I went on a romantic dinner again...at McDonalds! Neither of us were hungry, we simply wanted to get the free glass to be able to get the new collection. No adult-points there. Not that we need them anyways.
Even though I'm on vacation from uni, there is one thing that worries me. To not know what will happen in the next two weeks. I'm a person who needs to plan every single week or I can't move on. At the moment I don't have any idea what will happen, I simply know which options I've got. I need a third option at the moment, I hope it's waiting for me around the corner of next week.
Even though I've done nothing requiring much effort today, I'm awfully tired. Time to hit my bed now. But first, a walk with my wonderful boy.
My friday has consisted of me being in front of the computer most of the time; checked my mails, watched a House-episode, been to the bank, watched a German TV film from 2008, will soon take a walk with Muñeco, eat dinner and go out to town to meet Mikael and Fabian, with whom I went in elementary school with, to "purchase" the gift to Caroline and Martin, for their wedding next Saturday. Anywyas, the German TV film that I just finished watching is about hijacked Lufthansa flight 181 in October 1977, where four PFLP activists took over the command of the fligt from Palma, Mallorca back to Frankfurt, Germany.
The action is in solidarity with the German RAF, and it requires that West Germany release detained eleven o'clock the representatives of the German terror network.
I've read about terrorism, I've heard about it, even watched movies related with this topic. But somehow, it's first now that I realize what pressure it puts on the people taking part of the actions. A very thoughtful film. I recommend you all to watch it unless you haven't done it already. The name of the film? The Hijacking of Lufthansa 181.
You want proof of it? Well, let me tell you about my eating behaviours. 
I remember when all of us were 15 years old and we went on a ski-trip for four days. I was skiing in a very high velocity and when suddenly I couldn't slow...so I fell down and did a couple of roll-overs. I got a concussion, and couldn't stop. Kristoffer was one of the first people to arrive to the accident place. He started to yell my name. I didn't answer..I heard what he said, but couldn't answer. The concussion was too heavy. So he started to yell to the others in the vecinity that I was dead. 
A very thoughtful film. I recommend you all to watch it unless you haven't done it already. The name of the film? The Hijacking of Lufthansa 181.
WIDGETIZE