"Wake me up when it's all over. When I'm wise and when I'm older".
Too restless to study. How do people do this? All I'm thinking about is which drink to get tomorrow afternoon, and where to go for brunch on Sunday. Even tried meditation to get rid of my silly thoughts about everything but micro economics. Worked for 5 minutes. I think my brain has given up for tonight, because I don't even understand my own notes anymore. It must be a sign to close the books and shut down the computer. So that's exactly what I'm doing. Instead I'm going to meet my bestie who's arriving at the train station in an hour, eat some tapas and drink a glass of wine or two. Even day's before exam should be a little cozy.

Wish me luck!

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Guess who's eating cauliflower soup while studying? I've grown up since last time.
Studying includes writing city guides for my next trip to Edinburgh, and I think I've done a pretty good job so far. The next few months are filled with trips and fun, and if I survive my exam on Friday my life will be absolutely perfect. Then WHY am not studying right now? Last night I watched 6 episodes of Pretty Little Liars instead of studying. That means 4 hours of watching a silly TV show for teens. Who am I? And why did I never learn about discipline?

While I am using all of my energy thinking of how much I should be studying, everything else in my life is on pause. This means that there's a layer of dust on my floors, the dishes is starting to build a mounting which actually looks pretty artsy, and I'll probably have to go to work wearing my bikini panties tonight. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

Well, let's open that book shall we...


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I've never really thought of myself as old, until I walked home from school with two of my classmates the other day. One of them told us a story about her summer vacation and some cute guys she'd met. In the end of this meaningless story, she added "and then the guys told us that they were both like 30 years old!!" Both of my classmates laughed and meant that it was veeery strange that two 30 year old men were on a trip to a sunny party destination. They should be home with their wives and kids. I walked next to them in silence, wondered if they knew that I'm less than 3 years away from 30. Single, no kids, and could probably marry a sunny party destination. 

I'm old enough to say no to concerts and party tonight though, knowing that I have to work early tomorrow morning. But not old enough to use the time wisely and unpack my suitcase (haven't touched it since I got home from Stockholm last week, and left it in the corner of my bedroom). Baby steps.



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Thursday and pre-weekend. I’m one of those people who sets the alarm 10 times in the morning, and then snooze for two more hours. I wait until I have 10 minutes left to get ready and leave the apartment. Always with two different socks and with my hair in a bun. No time for breakfast, and I usually forget these things people has routine on doing, like change under wears, brush my teeth or make my bed. Yep, the ugly truth. Jealous of all the women who walks around wearing a stylish outfit & some colorful lipstick. Looking all fresh, with a fancy latte from Starbucks at 7:30 am. 
Therefore, I asked my neighbor to come up and ring on my doorbell this morning before she left for school. So here I am, up and awake, drinking my morning tea while I’m watching the news. The world outside is very grey, and I’m thinking that I want to stay in, wearing my cozy robe forever. Unfortunately, I have to get out from here eventually, to pick up my bike from the train station. I left it there last weekend because I’m still too Swedish to bike in the rain.

Kinda proud of myself though, even if I didn’t start study yet. I mean at least I’m up, and that’s progress!

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So, fun thing happened. I matched with this guy on Tinder, who didn’t have any pictures of himself at all. And now you’re all thinking: WHY did you swipe left to someone with no pictures? His profile was interesting and I was bored. However, we started to talk and he seemed nice. I asked several questions that could help me stalk him enough to find a picture, without having to ask him to send me one. When I felt that I had the information that I needed, I started my stalking process. Google, LinkedIn, Facebook etc. etc. Found a guy, with that name, working for that company, recently graduated from that school. Good looking. YES! Thought I was gonna surprise him a little with my impressive stalking skills, so when I received another message from him (on Tinder), I answered on Messenger. Then I just sat there for a while, smiling about how funny and clever I was.

However, I didn’t get an answer. I thought that “maybe he’s just not online”. Until he told me he didn’t have Facebook... Upz.
​I panicked and deleted the message I had sent to Mr. Wrong guy on Messenger (just didn’t realize that the message would only be deleted from the conversation on MY account, - not his). That same evening, I got a message on Messenger from Mr.Wrong guy, answering my question. He also asked, “where do I know you from?” Hehe, well you don’t honey. I told him that I wrote the wrong person (how that is even possible nowadays), but that he looks cute. And today he wrote me and asked me how my day was. So now we’re getting married, and you are all invited. #tinderfail

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One of those days where you think, - Am I going to survive this whole winter? Why did I say yes to four shifts at work this week, when I barely have time to shower? When did I even shower last time? And why hasn't anyone taken care of the (clean) laundry that has been drying for 14 days. I'm pretty sure it's dry now. Why didn't I study enough for the exam in Microeconomics? And why am I not studying right now? Just caught myself crying in front of 'Swedish Idol'. Had plans to make a cauliflower soup for dinner, change of plans. Ate a toast with 3 layers of cheese instead. Why did I even buy cauliflower? I guess I had one of those days where I planned to stay healthy and eat a looot of veggies and suddenly get enough energy to make a soup at night. LOL. Thank God for toasties. Is this when people start taking drugs to stay awake and get their shit done? (Don't worry, I don't even drink coffee...)
I am gonna make that soup, open that book, take care of that laundry and survive this winter. But first I'm gonna allow myself to feel a little helpless, eat one more toast, and treat myself with a glass of wine (that last part has to wait till tomorrow tho). 
Now: shower. Why does it feel like such a burden? Wake me up when September ends. Amen

 

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