Internetional
Sunday, December 20th, 2009
I haven’t been around much lately.
The image above explains everything. ’nuff said.

I haven’t been around much lately.
The image above explains everything. ’nuff said.
In my utopia, you are not denounced because of a different nationality (eg. American, Iraqi, Estonian, Chinese). I am aware that national culture affects how you act, but this doesn’t mean you’re necessarily like that, just because you come from that country.
I’ve had many people ask me about today. And it is a special day, a lot is happening.
First, it’s Summer Solstice, a great reason to celebrate, at least for us Nordic people. This means quite a few invitations, including one for my own family’s yearly reunion – which I’ll be skipping this year, for the first time ever.
A flat tyre. Great. I’ve had to use, what, £1200 on that car now? … of course, I could stop complaining and get rid of it, but what’s the fun in that?
This is beginning to bore me.
It’s been a while. I’m okay, but feel a bit malplaced somehow. And all these tiny annoyances from family, friends and foes (well, not so much foes).
I feel like writing something emotional. That’s rarely a good sign, now is no different. Take my emo rambling with a grain of salt, though; haven’t slept in two days now.
I actually wanted to write a lot more than this, but it needs to be readable too. I’ll get around to that in some other entry.
Yesterday, just before midday, I woke up to a text message saying “we’ll pick you up in 10 minutes”. Off to Århus, to celebrate my grandma’s birthday (free food!) with my dad, his wife and their daughter. It had been a while since I’d seen my grandma and grandpa. My aunt and uncle and their kids where there too, what a reunion! The food was nice and plenty, and since my sister has a DS as well, so was the entertainment (I had gotten Tetris DS earlier that day).
Holy christ, what a weekend!
I slept at a friend’s place for a few days, a while ago. Complete with movies, chips, cocoa and everything.
The last night I was there, I was brutally awakened from my sleep by a very loud screeching noise. The very very first thought that ran through my head was “I have to tell my friend that everything is alright” … About a fraction of a second later, I realised it was her opening the window that made the horrible screeching sound.
Due to recent events regarding my so-called ‘love-life’, I’ve been thinking a bit about said topic. Quite shockingly, I’ve found that I’ve been in love exactly once in my life.
Not that I haven’t had any ‘interest’ in other people … The affection has just mostly been platonic. Or actually, it has been nothing but platonic except for that one case of falling in love.