Sunday, February 10, 2013

Festina lente..

So.. Written a few posts in 2009, one in 2011 and now it's 2013! Kind of funny when you think about it ;-)

So what's happened since last time? Well, I'm two years older.. 2012 was a leap year, which means my birthday was actually existing last February! Yay! (I'm born on February 29th, for those who wonder.)  I turned 6years old and of course had a birthday party with balloons, cake and gifts. We had so much fun, a kid-party for grown-ups can be awesome I tell you!

2012 was also the year I discovered something new to collect! Well, I discovered it in 2011, but I didn't get around to buy any until 2012.. I'm talking about reborns, aka lifelike dolls. A reborn is a baby/child doll made to look like and feel like a real child. They are sculpted by an artist, then another artist, so called reborn artist, brings them to life by painting them, put hair, eyes and so on on the dolls, filling them and putting them together.
I have two now, Nathan and Lucas (named Timo by his reborn artist). Nathan is a baby boy, he looks like he's about one month old or so. His kit is called Noah and master artist Reva Schick made the kit. Marianne from http://www.redcottagenursery.se/ reborned him and made him come to life.
Lucas is also a baby boy but he looks a little bit older than Nathan, about 4-6months old. His kit is called Shao by master artist Adrie Stoete Marina at http://www.marinablue.se/ reborned him and made him come to life.

Lucas is the blond boy sitting up and
Nathan is the dark haired boy
sleeping in Lucas' lap :-)
Both boys are so cute and I love them! Ill probably get more later on, but they're quite expensive so I have to wait for a while now..

Anyhow, school is going great. One year left now. For thtudy. I can't wait to be done with school so I can start working!

Okay, almost midnight here in Sweden.. Time for bed I think.. I have to get up quite early tomorrow..
So.. Absum!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Vita luna!

Holy cow! Was checking my sisters blog, clicked around a bit and realized I have a blog! :-P I wonder if I can start writing in it again? Anyways, I'm back in Sweden for anyone who wonders. Been back since October, 2009. Been working a while and right now I'm studying again. Planning to become a preschool teacher, if everything goes as planed. By the way, I have a lecture right now, so shouldn't be writing in my blog! So.. Absum!!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Illiud latine dici non potest...

What is a typical Swede?

A Swede is tall, blonde, blue-eyed, and wears a wooly hat in the winter. By nature he is shy, reserved, serious, industrous, and finds it hard to laugh at himself. He is also a creature of habit and every morning gets up at 5.30 to give himself enough time to read the morning newspaper before going to work. Since work does not usually start until 8 o’clock, this can only imply that a Swede is also a slow reader.
Apart from himself, his chief interests are money, his job, his home, ice-hockey, and his family (in that order). He also loves animals – especially dogs – and spends hours cycling through the town dragging a huge and ferocious German Shepherd behind him on a leash.
A Swede is usually punctual, honest, reliable, clean, has his own teeth, and is law-abiding. Evidence of the latter is particularly noticeable at pedestrian crossings. No matter what the weather is like, a Swede would rather get soaked to the skin than cross an empty street when a red light is showing. Similarly, he always wears a seat belt, never drinks and drives, always has a television licence, usually hands in his tax-return on time, invariably has a plastic bag in his pocket when he walks his dog, and never has a bath after 10 o’clock.
A Swede is also very cautious and rarely does anything on impulse (except perhaps sneeze). To him, all decisions are a matter of life and death. Take a simple matter like buying cheese, for example. A Swede may try at least ten different sorts of cheeses before finally deciding to buy twenty grammes of Brie. It is the same sense of caution that prevents him from plunging into marriage straight away. Instead, he lives with a woman first, has one or two children, then – if all seems well – asks her to marry him.
With reference to marriage, a Swede is quite unlike most European men. Anything a housewife can do, he can do better – from cooking to sewing on buttons. In fact, everything in the home (apart from breast-feeding) is shared.
A Swede also likes to think he is well informed and spends hours finding out all he can about such things as nuclear power, the Third World, pollution, South Africa, the sexual habits of the centipede, etc. while at the same time paying little attention to unimportant matters - such as the name of his neighbor or whether certain types of beer should be banned or not.
Most Swedes as fanatics when it comes to keeping fit and regularly spend their weekends running through the nearest forest or cycling for hours in the cellar on a bicycle fixed to the floor. With his health in mind, he has also given up smoking, sugar, drinking coffee in the evenings, going to bed after 10 o’clock, and mixing with strangers.
But perhaps the greatest thing about a Swede is his sense of equality – of everyone being the same as everyone else. To help this, most Swedes have the same surnames – Svensson, Nilsson, or Persson – earn the same amount of money after tax, have the same taste in furniture, dress alike, think alike, drive a Volvo, and go to Majorca or Kreta in the summer.
A Swede also refuses to admit that he is prejudiced in any way. To him, all foreigners are just the same as Swedes and, although he doesn’t actually have any Jugoslavian, Greek, Turkish, Polish, Italian, Finnish or Czechoslovakian friends, he is certain there is very little difference between them and Swedes – apart from their names, their customs, the way they grow vegetables in the kitchen, the fact that they carry knives, rob banks, live on social security, pinch their jobs, breed like rabbits, beat their wives, and speak Swedish like someone with a gobstopper in his mouth.
Finally, a Swede loves the sun, hates queuing, gets a kick out of being first on the bus, detests winter, enjoys sex, can’t stand gypsies, believes what the National Social Board of Health and Welfare tells him, doesn’t believe in God, worships Ingemar Stenmark, only gets drunk when he drinks, is patriotic (wears Swedish flag underwear), visits the off-licence twice a week, visits his parents at Christmas, goes to English classes, and, inevitably, is deeply offended by an article such as this.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Estne tibi forte magna feles fulva et planissima?

Oh, my god. It's only one week left until my last course and I haven't even started on my assignment... But anyway, that is not the real problem..
Before July 1, I have to fill in my papers and stuff for my returnflight. And I haven't even made up my mind about if I'm staying another 6months or not! What's a girl to do?? I don't know what I want to do.. And that's really the problem. Some days I want to stay, some days I want to leave and some days I just don't know if I want to stay or leave.. I think that what ever I do, I'm going to regret my decision.. If I stay, I'm going to regret not going home. If I go, I'm going to reget not staying.. So what to do? And the only person who can make the decision is me..
Well well, I have stuff to take care of.. Decisions to make..
Absum!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

De inimico non loquaris sed cogites

Wednesday again..
I'm longing for the weekend, I'm accually off this weekend too. And this weekend is a long weekend, three days to be exact. :-D
Anyway, time flies while being here. I can't believe it's already been eigth months. Only four months left. Holy baloney.. This means thet next month is the month I have to start planing my homegoing!
Well, I have stuff to do.. So..

Absum!!

Friday, May 15, 2009

Bene, cum Latine nescias, nolo manus meas in te maculare..

Hi!
Finally figured out how to post the posts. :-P Had this blog for a month, but haven't had energy to figure it out..
Oh, well. It's been a long week for me, my hostkids have been sick so guess who's been working the whole week? You guessed right, me.
Anyway, it's now finally weekend. Been longing for this weekend because no one is home exept me! :-D I've a movieweekend planed, going to be fun. I have lots of movies to watch!
Enough for this time!
Absum!!

Monday, March 30, 2009

Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam

Hello!

Patricia's the name, Solitaire is the game.

Just kidding, I usually don't play solitaire. :-P

I'm a girl from a small town in Sweden, but right now I'm living in a small city near the big apple. ;-) I've been here for six months now and I'm staying for six more months!

Not much more to tell right now, but I'll be back! I promise! ;-)

Absum!