fredag 30 mars 2012

Kenyan music

Africa!

Life can suddenly be turned upside down.

I have been preparing for my trip to Tanzania for several months than all of a sudden I caught a cold and today I'm eating pills like a maniac to get fit for the trip. Then the next blow came and my flight was cancelled. What? Yes, apparently, Ethiopian Airlines had problems with this particular flight. Fortunately, I was able to be rescheduled for new flight just two days later.

My stomach finally settled after a few minutes and right now it feels quite good. It means I don't have to rush and get everything ready by Monday. I have been stressing a lot these past few days and my cold isn't anywhere new subsiding. My cough is actually worse today

lördag 24 mars 2012

Frustration!

Att se Djurgården spela är något så sliter på hälsan denna säsong och speciellt ikväll. Det var riktigt ruttet! Det finns jobbiga förluster och sen finns det matcher som ikväll. Det är sjukt pinsamt att se hur spelare ger bort pucken och låter andra laget göra mål. Slarv, slött, segt och en massa felpassningar. Suck!

Det kanske behövs en vända ner i Allsvenskan för att föreningen ska vakna till liv. Jag undrar om de fattar vad som verkligen är på gång eller är de just därför vi sitter i den här skiten??

Uppsala!

I've spent two days in Uppsala preparing for my trip to Tanzania. It felt really good except that I had a bad cold. However, I met a few of the students going to Tanzania at the same time as me. I also got several good pointers such as bringing small gifts, contacting the Swedish Embassy, security tips etc.

Then I was off to a bachelor's party. Of course I was late with the bachelor ha ha and I was all my fault this time. As it usually is :D Lots of beer, lots of food and I was terrible playing racing games and bowling for that matter and earned a lousy 5th place.

Cheers!

onsdag 21 mars 2012

Chocolate Poem

It is brown like
                         Chocolate
It smells like
                     Chocolate
It opens up like a wrapped
                                          Chocolate
I can bite it like
                        Chocolate
It tastes like
                   Chocolate
It is chewy like
                        Chocolate
It sticks to my teeth like
                                      Chocolate
Delicious!

Having a cold!

Blowing noses
like hosing roses

Cough, cough, cough

croaking voices
and soaking in different tea choices

snivel, snivel, snivel

believing I'm almost dead
relieving my head

onsdag 14 mars 2012

Museum of Tolerance!

Never did I think Museum of Tolerance would be on my mind today, but it is. The reason being the book I have mentioned previously. Namely: the Freedom Writers. I had just finished the last book and started reading the new one on my way to school. Just two pages in my eyes got watery. Hey, what's going on I thought to myself. You're in a public place! This isn't the place to start crying, especially not on the train to Stockholm. I composed myself. Stop being a crybaby! Then it happened again yesterday. My eyes got watery and my lips started trembling. Not again I thought to myself. However, the reason is that the story is so captivating and intense and I really love it. My might wonder why I started talking about the museum of tolerance at the beginning of this post, but this place just made everything so real to me. I have been there and I can put myself in the students shoes. I have no way near the same experiences as they have, but at least we have this in common. I could relate to some of the feelings they were having at least.

I visited this place a long time ago, probably 2001, but I still remember going on that trip with a club at my College and I remember the entrance very clearly. There were two doors, choose which one you think you should enter. 1 is for prejudists 2 is non-prejudists. The point was that door no. 2 was closed. That is, we are all prejudists in one way or another.

söndag 11 mars 2012

Wildlife!

Yesterdays Epiphany!

I should be an adventurer. Don't be scared! I won't sign up for something reckless or some dodgy business. I just like the idea that people actually set out to do something they really want to do. One of the things I bought yesterday at the fair was a jar, a jar full of activities. I have realized that we often relax at come instead of heading out on that adventure. One reason, one that I'm actually participating in right now is, lack of ideas. In comes this jar. Its specified to a unique city or area where there are several different activities. Some are short and simple some are longer and need some planning. However, the main point is that you have the idea all of a sudden. And who doesn't like a bit of a scavenger hunt?

So, I want to become an adventurer. I just have to address the issue of finding my own adventure. Tanzania is partly becoming one. I hope I will set out to do things there as well. Such as trekking or climbing or whatever it might be.
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onsdag 7 mars 2012

Freedom Writers

Last time I wrote that I didn't enjoy reading 'Boyhood' and unfortunately I haven't changed a bit on that matter. However, I finished reading it yesterday and it felt good. Nevertheless, one assignment was to write a book review and we were free to choose any type. I really enjoyed writing a narrative book review last time so I wanted to do something similar. But I could really see a story forming 10 years later. Whilst reading though I found the relationship between John and Agnes fascinating. So I decided to write the book review as a "love letter" of some sort. Again it felt really nice writing some type of narrative. It sort of inspires me but also gives me a challenge. I like that!

A separate note. As soon as I finished Boyhood it was time to begin reading the following book. This time we had a choice to skip 'Letters from the inside'  for 'Freedom Writers' and well after borrowing it at the high school library I have so far found the book very promising. I think it took me just two or three pages before I actually started trembling and my eyes got watery. It wasn't because I was sad, but because it hit me right in the solar-plexus. I really hope that it will keep  enthuse me the next couple of weeks and I can't wait till I read it later tonight.

Enough thoughts for tonight!

Cheers!


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