Day 11: My sisters

My sisters are two of the most important people in my life. No one can make me so happy or so sad. I love them both in different ways. In many ways they are complete opposites in many ways quite alike.


When my sister My was born, Clara was only two years old. When our parents didn't have as much time for her with a new baby in the house I took care of her most of the time. She always slept in my bed and I always played with her. I think that is why we got so close, and are still really close today. I chose the name Clara. There was an older girl at my school that was really nice and she was called Klara. I guess I looked up to her, so that's why. My grandma wanted her to be called Adolf, but she was voted down. Haha. I remember being so excited when she was born. I had dressed up in my favourite dress and there are loads of pictures of me posing in the hospital corridor.



For some reason My and I never really got as close. She always wanted to go her own way, I never really felt I managed to influence her (I always used to give my sisters cd compilations that I'd made for their birthdays and stuff). In many ways I really recognise myself in My. Like I was when I was her age. I think we are more alike than she knows and I really want to get to know her better. If you compare pictures of me and of My when we were baby's you can hardly tell the difference. We look so alike it is a bit scary. I miss her most of the time. I want to see her more often. I can't remember who chose the name My. What I remember is that no one could decide what to call her so I guess she was just "the baby" for a while. But some how we all knew she´d grow up to be a mischievous little girl. So My only seemed right. Like Lilla My in Tove Janssons stories about Mumindalen. Somehow I think Clara and My grew into their names. Like Clara is still the sweet diplomatic one and My is still the mischievous rebel. Love you two. <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9jl4qQoEuc4APWUlH3zAgiYba9USjui4GRZaCIVDa9WxHuVmECm98X3Jhl37Rd1JI1VUkLtWJynls_I4QCUgDkPhbyQszst6eRCmVceRmIzkF4D1Qu-7QGrk9cCo5R8yCXvKXgmGadY8/s1600/Moy.JPG">

Ok, maybe not so alike in this pic though. Sorry yo embarrass you My. I'm your big sister, it's my prerogative... x /G

For the student

So yeah I'm on a new lifestyle. Haha. Well this evening I looked around for exercises to do whilst reading and stumbled across this link with some inspiration for non mobile students. ;)

Fancy doing "The Scorpion" while studying?

I had to do one more just because it was fun. Sorry to bore you. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A 1960's sweater from Gurli. <3 My sister taught me how to do this flashing photo thing, so I had to try it out. :)'

Day 10: Book review: The End Of Mr. Y by Scarlett Thomas

I think this is the best book I read last year. And one of best books I have read. It is a complete mind fuck. It turns you world upside-down for a couple of days. Unfortunately it only lasted a couple of days for me, because I couldn't put it down. Like an addiction. I just felt empty after finishing this book. I wanted to start reading it again the second I'd finished it, but I knew it wouldn't be the same thing. There is so much I love about this book. The way it is written, the way it fucks you up, the characters. Well I don't want to give it away. I would say it is highly interesting for someone studying philosophy as for someone studying biology or religious studies. But I think you have to have an interest in life's mysteries in one way or another. You could say that the book is about mind experiments. But I'm not sure if that explains it all. I really love this book. You should read it and find out for your self.

30 Days

30 Days

Ok, if you remember started this thing in December and never finished it because I was in Egypt half the month. I came to day 9. My beliefs. So I'll go from there. I will also try and tag them alla as "30 days" so you can find that in that category if your interested. I can't promise to wright every day though. But I'll try my best ok? x/G

Day 01 – About me
Day 02 – My first love
Day 03 – My parents
Day 04 – About love
Day 05 – Dreams
Day 06 – My day
Day 07 – Friends
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – My beliefs
Day 10 – Book review
Day 11 – My sisters
Day 12 – In my bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – Today's outfit
Day 15 – My future
Day 16 – My first kiss
Day 17 – My favourite memory
Day 18 – My favourite birthday
Day 19 – Regrets
Day 20 – This month
Day 21 – Another moment
Day 22 – Things that piss me off.
Day 23 – What makes me feel better
Day 24 – What makes me cry
Day 25 – The first
Day 26 – My fears
Day 27 – My favourite place
Day 28 – Something I miss
Day 29 – My ambitions
Day 30 – A last moment

Dresses!

Had dinner last night at Niclas grans place. Unfortunately I didn't have a camera with me. She had made herring with potato mash, carrots and broccoli. I love herring. I'm thinking of making some pickled herring. There is a place at Slussen in Stockholm where you can get herring on hard bread. I definitely recommend it, it's just outside the tubestation on the square. Maybe doesn't sound much but it's a typical Swedish dish.

After dinner Niclas gran Gurli brought out a big sack of clothes for me to try out. I've always loved old dresses and used to dress up in my grans old dresses. Problem is she is really tiny and I am quite tall so none of her dresses fit me today. Anyway the dresses I got from Gurli and her sister Dagmar fitted like a second skin! Every single dress fitted me! So I now have over 10 new dresses for the summer! I am so happy! They are wonderful! Most of them fantastic designer dresses from around the 60's and a few of them handmade especially for Gurli when she was younger. Niclas and I went out for a drink last night at Little Quarter (Best cocktails in town by the way!) and I wore a black 50's dress that is one of my favourites. I'll have to try them all out again and take some photos. But today is a really cloudy dark day, and I hate taking photos with flash, so you will have to wait I'm afraid...

A couple of my new dresses. Most of them have floral prints. Aren't they beautiful? <3 /G

Le sportif!

Me and Edith playing badminton, drinking Powerade. Yeah!


Woke up this morning an could hardly move. Yesterday Edith and I hit the gym and played some badminton. You know me right. Firstly I'm tall, so I'm not so lithe and usually have a back problem. Also I quit smoking in december and used to smoke about 20 cigarettes a day. I thought I'd be completely dead after two hours (one hour badminton and then one hour at the gym) but strangely enough I had even more energy. I thought that was a myth. HAHA! Today I can hardly move. started my day with a hot bath which made it a bit better. But not much. More badminton tomorrow! I must me crazy...


ps. Stole the pics from Edith. Thanks! x /G

My

Visit from my sister yesterday. I haven't seen her for ages. Since the beginning of December I think. I miss her. I probably won't be blogging much today. I'm off to play badminton with Edith and then to have dinner with Niclas mum and grandma. x /G

Pancakes!

Last night was wonderful. The fantastic Mr N and I had the best conversations ever. Up until half past one talking about Webers' theories, Lady Gaga, cheese, and weather praying or facebook statuses counted as social actions according to Weber. Went to bed and just kept talking. In the end he fell asleep and I lay thinking about bits and pieces (oh the caffeine...). Woke up this morning to the smell of pancakes. I must be the luckiest girl in the world to have the best boyfriend ever... We always end up talking about philosophy of politics, and I love it....

Now a bit too full of pancakes to function I am off to meet Edith at school. Really glad I met her btw. She is really great and I think we have a lot in common. We attended the same high school, but never knew each other, she was in the year under me. So much love to Edith!