Global Orgasm

The other day I received the weirdest link ever, from Rafael (also known as garrafita), a crazy brazilian friend of mine. I thought of sharing this with you, dear bloggers, because afterall, we are meant to spread the good word out there, aren't we?

This is what I he sent me:

Global Orgasm is a global event scheduled for December 22, 2006 in order to coincide with the end of solstice. The idea is for everyone in the world to have an orgasm during this one day while thinking about peace so as to emit a positive energy on Earth.

The mission of the Global Orgasm is to effect change in the energy field of the Earth through input of the largest possible surge of human energy. Now that there are two more US fleets heading for the Persian Gulf with anti- submarine equipment that can only be for use against Iran, the time to change Earth’s energy is NOW.

And i am damn serious, this is a project led by nontheless, Standford University.


So now you know what you have to do (for a good cause, of course)

For more information visit the oficial homepage @ http://globalorgasm.org/
and for a quick preview visit http://www.globalorgasm.org/demo.html

Countdown: 7 days and 20 hrs

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PAST. PRESENT. FUTURE

I always live in the present. The future - i dont know it. The past - I no longer have it. The one weighs on me like the possibility of everything, the other weighs on me like the reality of nothingness.

I have neither hope nor nostalgia. Knowing what my life has been until today - so many times and in so many ways the oposite of what i would have wanted it to be - what can i assume about my life in the future except that it will be what i do not assume - what happens to me outwardly, even through my will? I dont even have anything in my past that i remember with the useless desire to repeat it. I want it to remain in its unatainable beauty of what it once was. I am not even nostalgic for the sensations i had in lost moments : what we feel is what the moment demanded; when the moment passes, a page is turned and the story continues, but not the text...

Hey you, are you happy? do you like what you are making of your life? Do you live for the past, the present or the future?

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The mind is a razorblade

T onight i gave myself the chance to sleep at a decent hour - 21pm. I woke up about 2 times and the 3d time i woke up at at 01:45. I don't know what it is that keeps me up so late at night. I've noticed I am night person. The world seems calmer & everybody is asleep. No stress, no rush, no sound but the rain drops clinging on my window.

It is a very cosy feeling, indeed. My late nights became a habit 2 years ago. Partly because of the people in the corridor, and the thousands of discussions we used to have. Most of us feel lonely or just need a shoulder to lean on at night, when the noise is gone, and we are reminded of our own troubles - mediocre or not, however, still making themselves reminded during the loud silence every night brings us.

That reminds me how friends are crucial and important. Not that I didnt know that before, but when as our lives are quite intense right now, like a sucking spunge grasping every drop of water, we need our friends in order to help us remain sane. I would be completely lost without them.
My thoughts are always going 150km/h and it doesn't help that i am an impulsive person. Sometimes i get myself into situations without consulting myself on the matter.

I often find myself in a twilight zone wondering: "How did I get here?" and "What led me to this?" Quite scary.

But havent you noticed that you too, have done this?

I believe we arent in full control and awareness of what our feelings/emotions can do. Sometimes, our feelings/emotions do us a favor and leads us into this unknown path, without even asking our logic self if that is a good idea. It works for us because it wants to tell us something, because our logic self would never be so impulsive and thoughtful. Of course not, logic doesnt work that way..its our careful part of the brain, while the wild child emotional part of the brain is trying to tell us or warn something is wrong and that we only live once...Take the leap or else!
It keeps us from getting stuck in oblivion. Mine is telling me: Open your eyes..

What are yours telling you?

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Sweden's by far, best band, KENT live at Roskilde 2000 festival. Love it. I always play this song on the last volume.





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Picture description: Saturday night with my favorite exchange students who live in my corridor.

This is a pre-party we had, which was probably the highlight of that evening. It is amazing how much fun It can be with only 3 people.

That is what tequila does to you.. don't we look good!!!!

More pictures of that evening and film will be posted later during the week.

Hope ya'll had a good weekend.

Puss puss!

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Lost in translation

Alright, today I am feeling quirky, so I will follow that pattern and post yet another funny post, but this post is for my grand swedish audience.
I was reading through a student magazine and found some interesting common mistakes swedes commit when they directly translate swedish expressions to english. Priceless.

They are the following:

:: Och nu tar vi oss en bensträckare - And now we will have some bonestretching!

:: Vill du ha kaffe på maten? - Would you like coffee on the food?

:: Hor du du! - Hear you you!

:: Jag anar ugglor i mossen. - I suppose owls in the swamp.

:: Dear friends, we are the same guys as before, although we have lost our pricks. - När Götabanken blev GOTA BANK.

:: I am a man who likes to have my balls in the air. - Svensk affärsman

:: Ladies and gentleman, welcome to this technical mess. - Svensk politiker öppnar internationell handelsmässa.

:: I am in the beginning of my period. - Nyutnämda danska ministern Marianne Jelved.

:: And now the prick over the "I". - Danska kulturminister till den församlade internationella pressen.



Common signs that reflect that you have been in Sweden for to long when..


:: A stranger smiles at you and you suppose that He/she is drunk, crazy or american.

:: You find it completely normal to wear sandals with socks.

:: You have only 2 emotion expressions : Smile and indifference.

:: You wear shorts and t-shirt when its 10 degrees in July, just because its July.

:: When a stranger adresses himself/herself to you in the street and you completely ignore them and move on.

::You find it natural that nightclubs require one to be 25 years or older.

::You become extremely annoyed by the fact that the buss is 2 minutes late.


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Harold's planet


These are my favorite characters in the moment, and i will be posting from time to time, my favorite stories ;)
Super funny... Just gotta love it.



PS The "deadline" post is dedicated for my sister. She knows what I mean, hehehe .



Have a nice wednesday y'all!

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BEAUTY DISTORTION -must see!




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Good old fashioned breaking up methods are soooo yesterday!



Do you remember when you started dating someone, you thought for the millionth time that you hit the jackpot, but the moment the cocoon phase ended, reality set in and..with all its ugly colours manifested itself in a way that it didn't really meet your expectations?
And now you stand there, across that person you were so sure was exceptional, not knowing how to..jump on the next train without hurting the persons feelings? God that is awful. Really, its more awful to me because I have been in that unglamorous situation - the not so exceptional girl (or maybe the guy was just a damn asshole, which he was, but thats another story..).

ANYHOW!

Now when you find yourself in this uncomfortable situation where you don't know exactly what to say to the person because you dont want to hurt their feelings, what do you do? Pay for a company to break up with the guy/girl for you! Yes, that is true. The other day i read about this company that does the dirty work for you. For 20 euros not only do you get rid of the burden but, GET STAMPED WITH AN "ASSHOLE POST-IT" on your forehead (!) - very Mr Burger lame post-it break up methods with Carry in SATC. What is wrong with the world!!!!

Ugh! I can't believe such company exists - and that people actually pay for them to break up for you - what a humiliating situation .

Looking back, I'm happy that I never got such a phone call nor a visit, and instead got a good old fashioned humiliating kick on my ass from this one asshole who dumped me the very old fashioned way. I will never complain again..hahaha!!

God forbid I ever have to waste 20 euros in order to break up with an "exceptional" person.


ps exceptional - surpassing what is common or usual or expected; "he paid especial attention to her"; "exceptional kindness"; "a matter of particular and unusual importance"; "a special occasion"; "a special reason to confide in her"; "what's so special about the year 2000?" ds

Over and out!


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WHAT'S IN A NAME?
























I have been wanting to post on this very subject for a while, but now I have gotten around to do it, for your amusement!

As I am an Oprah fanatic fan, on one of her shows a few months ago, she interviewed Rachel Ray, who hosts on the Food Network "30 minute Meals" where she cooks good quality, home-cooked meals which can be prepared in matter of 30minutes tops. Pretty clever!

On Oprah, she introduced us to the by far most interesting dish named "You Won't Be Single Long vodka cream pasta".
The origin of this recipe? According to Rachel, she received many letters fro m fans requesting a recipe which could help them hook up with the fellas! And that is how it came upon. Fact is, it works! Quoting Rachael - "Some are even getting married or have gotten married. So it works!" So for all of you single hopefulls, here is the recipe. I am curious myself, I will prepare it and see if I can get my boyfriend to fall in love with me again - haha!. I may even try it with some of my female friends who are in the verge of hooking up with fellas, so its high times for that, i must say!

Pasta& vodka = hook up? ..makes sense to me. Here is why:

* Guys love food, and pasta is full of carbs which makes their stomachs happy --> they get drunk of the vodka in the pasta --> our men become drunk followed by a full and satusfied stomach -->(which leads to the final result) - happy, and willing guy, ready to be used and abused.

YES!

Anybody who has a better theory??

INGREDIENTS

• 1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil, once around the pan in a slow stream
• 1 tablespoon butter
• 2 cloves garlic, minced
• 2 shallots, minced
• 1 cup vodka
• 1 cup chicken stock
• 1 can crushed tomatoes (32 ounces)
• Coarse salt and pepper
• 16 ounces pasta, such as penne rigate
• 1/2 cup heavy cream
• 20 leaves fresh basil, shredded or torn

Serve with:

• Crusty bread, for passing

Heat a large skillet over moderate heat. Add oil, butter, garlic and shallots. Gently sauté shallots for 3 to 5 minutes to develop their sweetness. Add vodka to the pan (3 turns around the pan in a steady stream will equal about 1 cup). Reduce vodka by half, this will take 2 or 3 minutes. Add chicken stock, tomatoes. Bring sauce to a bubble and reduce heat to simmer. Season with salt and pepper. While sauce simmers, cook pasta in salted boiling water until cooked to al dente (with a bite to it). While pasta cooks, prepare your salad or other side dishes. Stir cream into sauce. When sauce returns to a bubble, remove it from heat. Drain pasta. Toss hot pasta with sauce and basil leaves. Pass pasta with crusty bread.



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DO YOU REMEMBER?? [Ally McBeal series at its best]

IMPRISONED BY BAD DREAMS




I am becoming sick and tired of my constantly interrupted sleep.
Every night I dream bad dreams. It's always the same topic, but that I will keep to myself. I don't wish to describe it, other that It's disturbing my sleep and making me feel bad when Im awake as well. I don't want it :/
In the dreams themselves I am powerless, I feel a strong uneasiness and I never take a stand in my dreams - I let it take over, and that angers me to the core.

Reading through some explanation on dreams, I have found the following:

1. Dreams are metaphorical translations of waking expectations.
2. Expectations which cause emotional arousal that is not acted upon during the day to quell the arousal, become dreams during sleep.
3. Dreaming deactivates that emotional arousal by completing the expectation pattern metaphorically, freeing the brain to respond a fresh to each new day.
4. Dreams are seen as being projections of parts of oneself. Often these are parts that have been ignored, rejected or even suppressed. One aim of gestalt dream analysis is to accept and reintegrate these. The dream needs to be accepted in its own right - not broken down and analysed out of existence.

And to top it of In Islam, good dreams are considered to be from God and bad dreams from Satan - Now isn't that comforting?!

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WISE QUOTATION OF THE MONTH




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TIME TO REACH OUT


I'm ready for the new chapter in my life.

In about 3 months my time in Uppsala will come to its end.
It has been so far, a year and a half of a lot of new experiences.
I will carry this experience with warmth in my heart throughout my life.

The corridor life is unique. The people one meets are amazing.
Moving away from home for the very first time was the scariest thing I have even gone through. But i had to move, it was important for my well being.

I was sad to leave, and felt lonely the first month. I remember my mom's expression on her face when the whole family brought me to Uppsala (Becca, Arjan, Mom and Dad) and helped me move - she looked sad to "let me go", and so did I.
But on the other hand it was exciting - everything was new. I was extremly shy the first months here. I remember not wanting to go out to the common kitchen and meet my 11 resting corridor mates. I hid in my room and all i had from the beginning was my boyfriend, who lives here in Uppsala.
Gradually I became more social, and looking back, I feel I have changed a lot, and on a personal level, I feel like I grew up - In a good way.

But little did I know, as the months passed by, people moved in and we began to become a big family. We played prank on eachother, played volley together, we made parties together & got drunk together, we cooked together and so on. People came and went. Amazing people whom I managed to bond in a short period of time, but who carry a lifetime of meaning to me and others not quite much, but that's how it goes. Sometimes you're lucky with the new people moving in, sometimes you're not. But all in all, it became home. These are the moments life is made of....

Uppsala for me is the Flogsta scream at 22am every bloody night (student tradition here in the Flogsta ghetto of Uppsala), the dirty corridor, the Cathedral, the nations, the common fridge, the bikes, the pranks, exchange students, waterpipe sessions, karaoke, the supermarket trips down here, movie nights, Daniel (this town will always remind me of you, as it is where it all began.....none of this would have been possible without your help, and i wouldn't have experienced this if it wasn't for your kind help. Your help came in a time I really needed it, and from a very unexpected source - so thank you, a million forevers @)-,'-'---)

I'm sad but at the same time i'm happy. I am preparing myself already, because I know I will feel strange the last weeks here.

Soon I will become a Stockholm student, and hopefully I will be moving in with my sister, and that will make the transition less painful.

There is so much feeling - it is impossible to describe..

I await nervously, hoping for the best.

I'm ready for the new chapter in my life.


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Hjärngympa

This is a fun/frustrating game for my swedish visitors (sorry guys!).

Man ska lista ut url-adressen till nästa sida, och totalt finns det 23 sidor.

För mig det svåraste var att lösa sida 22..

Jättekul men jag varnar, var utvilad!

Kommentera gärna!

http://www.internetlankar.se/spel/rebus/1.htm

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A XUXU/VILLI/Daniel-san MOMENT



How smart are you? *VILLI* Jaaag ar jattesmart! IIIIKU paa 4000!! (quoting Daniel)

;)

ps I don't expect anyone to understand this post..

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EAT MY SUSHI?!

Hmm..I love sushi, but probably (definetly not) in this context. Somehow this does not open my apetite. Really. Even if I would be a guy...


This actually happens in some parts of the world.


If i'd be served sushi this way someday, sushi wouldn't be my favorite dish anymore, only if I become a lesbian.. (?)

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HOW I WISH I COULD SURRENDER MY SOUL..

In the midst of the doubt, the question mark, the unknown, the insecurity, I have found exactly that - security in the insecurity. For now.

Isn't that ironic? I have become partially imune to all of the things in my relationship which have been haunting me. Maybe it is a sort of defense mechanism which has kicked in?

I haven't made peace with the problems, but I have accepted the fact that it won't leave any time soon, and I couldn't possibly force things to occur unaturally.

Things will take its course, but I know much hangs on the will of both.

Another reason to why I have calmed down a bit is thanks to a friend who has opened my eyes, I thank you so much for that man - (you know who you are).

Sometimes I doubt my very own thoughts, as if I can't rely on my very own judgement. That is awful, I know.

He told me everything I wanted to hear, and it gave me hope. I saw a rare shade of light.

We discussed how relationships should work.

Let us take for example:

A couple who is going through a crisis and aren't sure they should stay together because the very reason to why they are in a crisis is because their differences have come foward in such a strong manner that it feels overwhelming to deal with it.

What should they do?

And that is when the magical answer saved my soul that day I heard him say the following words:

"Couples will always find problems and go through crisis. We will always find something that annoys us about the other and so on. You name it. Most of the time couples give up because they don't have the energy to put an effort in the relationship because it feels hopeless. Thus, better to close that chapter of their lives and move on and find someone more compatible.

But that's exactly it. It is a known fact that there will always be someone elses who are nicer, prettier, smarter, more alike us, more challening, more this and that, less fuss...And life would probably be more carefree, no doubt. But don't forget, If we really love someone, we accept the differences, we accept that it's going to be tough to deal with the differences and all the crisis to come, but we love these people, and that feeling is the only logic in this puzzle - when we chose to give up and find someone more compatible. Love can work in what we called "doomed relationships". There are couples out there who fight like cats and dogs and have dragon tempers, but who do love eachother with every drop of blood in their veins - and that we can't deny. That is all that matters. The love. No matter how different we are - what the hell!!

You are to find someone who shares that view with you. If that person doesn't, then you know, they aren't fighters, and they probably let love down, thinking if they give up and find someone more compatible, was the smartest thing to do, even if they would have it easier with their following partner, but who cares? It is giving up on who you love, and that is a great waste you will carry in your memory throughout your life...."

I breathed, and it all made sense to me, what I knew all along..wasn't a dreamers wish...

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WORDS CARRY POWERFUL MEANINGS

"I love you"

How many times haven't we heard these words? Everywhere it is. So much that it has lost its meaning.

"I love you" is said at any given situation just as much as "hello how are you? ".
Even though it has lost its enormous significance, I have realized how it affects my very own romantic life. I myself don't say it too often, but I do say.

Actions carry a far bigger meaning than words, so should we skip the burden of saying "I love you" back and feel satisfied with the actions? instead and let that be that? Are actions really enough to ensure us the feel good level in a relationship?
I am not sure about that, to tell you the truth.
I agree actions reflect reality and tells us much more, however as complex as us human beings are (or lets say women, alright), we need to hear these words once in a while. It rewards our hearts and makes us feel safe, so even I need it, despite of its overcomercialized use.

Now the question remains - am i a slave of Sex and the city-series and cosmo maganizes or do I actually have a point?

On the other hand I do understand that sometimes we go through tough patches in a relationship, when the stakes are high and any uncautious step can lead to its end.

The "I love you's" don't seem to fit in that picture. But then again, maybe we should say "I love you" sometimes, even during those periods, because those powerful words still behold of strong feelings - they can even save relationship crisis, or at least, keep it together when its holding on to any hope it can get.

Am i right or am I wrong? Opinions are more than welcome.


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IN MEMORIAM - 9/11



They were all different in some way, but the same thing killed them - hatred.
We cannot be happy and we cannot have peace through hate and violence.
Hate divides us, makes us afraid of ours differences.
Only love can show that differences don't matter.
Life is short, so don't go wasting it on hating people.

Love isn't blind, it only sees what matters...





R.I.P





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