Monthly Archives: November 2013

I think it’s the yogurt.

I don’t know if I told you this before, but I’ve been having nightmares/disturbing dreams practically every night since I got here. At first I thought that this was my young adult protagonist self manifesting, but for the last week or two, it’s just been really annoying. And then there was Last Night.

I woke up FOUR TIMES.

And each time I was sitting up and I was convinced I had to get out of bed to do something. The one I remember most clearly was the last time when I thought dad was choking on M&Ms that I gave him and I had to go get a bottle of water I had sitting behind the curtain in my room.

Last night I had a dream that I had dyed part of my hair blue again and I had to look in the mirror to make myself believe it was only a dream.

People. This is serious business.

In all reality though, I’m really tired of(from?) being woken up all the time and not sleeping well because the dreams make me feel like I’ve been awake all night.

I need a week off where I can sleep as much as I want and no one  will judge me and also I won’t judge me, and also I would be in another dimension so that I’m not actually wasting a week in this one.

Ollie, I found it!

http://onputlocker.me/enders-game-2013/ < HOORAY!

Also, I got lost trying to find the ice skating hall and it was really pathetic and scary. I walked around for about an hour before I finally got there, and by then I was really frustrated and a lil tired so I only skated for about an hour 😦

I think it’s really unrealistic in books when the main character gets a massive amount of information once (instructions, directions, prophecies, etc) and then they can remember everything. Especially since they’re usually told these things when they’re stressed out or caught off guard or when they don’t really understand why they’re getting this information or how important it is. When I ask “How do I get there?” and someone says “Straight on and then a right” I still get lost. I need Dora the Explorer to be reminding me ever three minutes where I’m going or else it’s not going to turn out.

A quick update

YEAAAAHHH

YEAAAAHHH

No one’s noticed yet and I haven’t said anything, but my hair is 100% fixed! I dyed it one last time yesterday at the advice of Erin Cawley with some mahogany brown stuff. I started off using the gloves that they provide you with, but then I decided I wanted it to be really even and that I wanted to know if I missed anything, so I used my bare hands. I’d say this was a mistake, but it turned out really well, so I don’t regret anything. My hands should be back to normal in a few days.

As you can see from the shadow, unless I’m in good lighting my hair looks like it’s realllllly dark brown, but it’s not green and that’s what counts. Before I did this, I would have the following dialogue with people a million times a day.

Person: What color is your hair?

Me: Damned if I know.

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People: It’s kind of edgy looking. I’d never be able to pull it off.

Me: Me either.

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People: It’s not that bad?

Me: …thanks?????

***

Contrary to the way these read, I was laughing the entire time and did not sound like a jerk in the slightest.

Infection :(

The lymph nodes on my neck are getting bigger and they hurt really bad and I don’t want to be sick. I mean, I don’t actually feel sick aside from my (now daily) headaches, but I’m obviously infected with something. YOU GO, IMMUNE SYSTEM! In all reality, my nodes are probably only the size of peas, but they feel like grapefruits to me. I complain a lot. Forgive me.

In other news, I’m going to Sam’s house tonight to wish her a hip hip hooray happy birthday! Grattis and all that! I can tell you that I got her a necklace for her present because she doesn’t read this blog. It’s got a wishbone charm and a feather charm and it’s super cute. Anywho, I gotta go all the way to Taby to get there. I’m not sure if I’ll survive the trip. The buses here scare me. I feel like I’m paying 20 kr for a messy death on public transportation. If I paid that is. SL cards work on buses too. I get to die for free! Sam said that she saw a bus driver texting while he drove the other day and he kept driving over the sidewalk on the roundabouts. Golly.

So so so so so

I title these the way I title word documents before I save them.

Today I had the final music class rehearsal before the big performance on thursday. Yikes.

Before SFF I was looking super pathetic and sleepy and the Gunilla’s miracle replacement sub felt bad for me and she insisted on giving me money for a coffee. (Yes, mother. I refused her money several times. As you know though, people tend to not give up once they’ve offered to pay for something for you.) The rest of my day went much better after that. When I drink coffee I feel like I’ve got my life together. When I drink tea I feel like my life is falling apart. When I drink hot chocolate I feel like I should take a nap or watch a period romance movie.

Religion was cancelled because the teacher was sick. surprise.

I went to the bank and they refused me because I only had a copy of my passport and not the actual thing.

I went home and got my passport.

I went back to the bank (which is a little over 30 min away, mind you) and got my $$

I bought a pair of ice skates!!!!!!! YEAHHHHH

I went home and read the Book Thief. I highly recommend each of you does the same.

The End.

Making plans

So yesterday I spent a lot of time looking at flights and bus and train prices so that I can do my own little eurotour without spending $3,000. The places I wanted to hit were london, paris, rome, and venice. I learnt that it was cheapest to go in that order and that I would have to take a train from Rome to Venice. Also, there are practically no airports in the Venetian area.

Anywho.

This little rendezvous should cost around $334 in the travelling department. Next I have to look into hostels and see if maybe there are rotary families living in the areas I’m going so that maybe they can host me for a night or two. I don’t really think my club would feel okay with me going the Jesse route and sleeping with the homeless. I don’t think I’d feel okay with that either.

In other news, I put my pin code in for my swedish bankcard wrong three times in a row (cause I’m dumb) and so they locked my card. Yesterday I talked to a bank official and she cut up my old card and said that I would get a new one by Wednesday. Then, today, I found out that banks are closed on the weekends, and there’s no way for me to take any money out this weekend, so I guess those ice skates I was going to buy have to wait. sad sad sad.

I’ve been reading the book thief and I skipped to the end. I think I like how it ends, so I’ll keep reading. I read the summary of Allegiant and I wanted to cry because it was so bad. I guess I won’t be finishing the Divergent trilogy. Idk if I’ll see the movie anymore either. This is Mockingjay all over again!

I think Nick needs to watch American Horror Story if he hasn’t started already. I’m p sure it’s on Netflix. Also, Cana should go onto Wattpad because there’s every kind of story you could ever want on there. NaNoWrMo is over for me this year once again because I’m lazy and cannot do it because I keep getting distracted. Sighs.

Nicholas Charles Horning, You Had Better Skype Me

Last night I went to the Imagine Dragons concert and AHHHHHHHHHHH OMG it was so amazing! I’ve never been to a concert before, so this completely blew my mind.

They had two opening acts: Moth and Flame & Dan Croll

I thought M&F was good, but then Dan Croll happened and they were even better and then Imagine Dragons came on and I wanted to die because they were amAZIIING!!! We were the second or third row from the front, so we saw everything (except for Hannah who is 5’1” and could only see people’s backs. Poor Hannah 😦 ) The whole thing was super intense and I could feel the bass in the bones of the people around me.

Since the refrigerator here is broken, the milk keeps freezing. I quickly discovered that there was yogurt in the door, and it’s been there the whole time, but I’ve never looked at it close enough to notice it. I’m afraid my host family is going to be very upset with me pretty quickly here because I LOVE YOGURT. I love it so much, I think about it all the time. Risifrutti doesn’t matter  when there’s a liter of yogurt and granola at your disposal. Sometimes I’m laying in bed trying to fall asleep and I think about how excited I am to eat yogurt for breakfast the next morning. It’s getting pretty pathetic, you guys.

Today we had hole time for humanistics. Only it wasn’t for an hour like it usually is, it was for three because Humanistics lasts forever. Afterwards we had E-Block until 5:10. Some woman was going to come in and talk about her book about Pompeii, and I really didn’t want to go for several reasons.

1) I didn’t go to Rome with the class, so the book doesn’t really matter to me. I mean, it might have, but

2) I didn’t read the book. So,

3) I wouldn’t be able to ask any questions about it. And

4) If I were to ask questions, they would have to be in Swedish. My Swedish isn’t advanced enough to ask questions about Pompeii and books. Besides that, my heart beats really fast and I sweat for like ten minutes after I answer a simple question in class. I don’t think I could handle the level of participation this sort of thing requires.

5) omg, 5:10? You’re kidding me. That’s less than an hour ago that I would have gotten out of school. Ughhhhhhhh

So, to conclude this thrilling story I went home half way through hole time because after talking to some of my classmates they said it wouldn’t be a big deal if I did.

Tomorrow I don’t have school, so I guess I’ll return my severely overdue library books (Sorry mom. You were right. I can’t handle the responsibility of library books.) and do some NaNoWriMo stuff. I’ll have some stuff for you Ollie!

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One Week Later

Dear Lord am I bad at this.

Okay, so on Monday? Monday. Let’s say it was Monday. I left at noon to catch an SJ train to Hannah’s house. The ride was an hour or so long, and then I got off at Nykoping or however it’s spelled. I had to find the bus station from there. After a few attempts at asking for directions (which is really difficult when people use words you aren’t expecting. Mostly I just followed where they pointed.) I walked a kilometer to where I was supposed to be. LUCKILY I had 40 minutes to do it, which I clearly needed. UNLUCKILY it was raining the whole time. It has been raining ever since.

So, I got to Hannah’s house and she’s going this little dog named Willy, and he’s super cute and he total fulfilled my dog petting needs. We decided to go out that night, and when I say night, I mean afternoon except for it gets dark at 4pm, so I mean night. She took me to an old burned down castle and then we went to a coffee house so that we could dry off, as water was literally pooling on my shoulders.

I feel like I’m using a lot of comas, but I can’t help myself.

Anyway, we went back home and then we watched A Haunting in Connecticut and Insidious before going to bed.

TUESDAY:

We went back into the town (the bus ride is like 25 minutes, but there’s nothing to do where she lives as far as I’m aware) and we met up with some Australian girls. We ate at Mekka, which is this Exchange Student Mecca, and then we walked around for a while looking for a Halloween costume for Hannah. We stumbled into a few stores that we shouldn’t have, and if you want to hear about it ask me on Skype or in school, because it’s too inappropriate to post here.

yes, hello Future Kate. I’m sorry I didn’t write down this particular adventure. I’m sure you haven’t entirely forgotten the details though. Best Wishes, Past Kate. 

That night I got Hannah hooked on American Horror Story, and now her life is all downhill from this point.

Wednesday:

We went to the castle again so that I could take pictures and then we went to the highest point in Nykoping and sat up there for an hour or so before going into a cafe and waiting for my bus to come. It was a very sad a tiring day. Hannah is lovely and her parents are lovely and her dog is lovely and I wanted to stay for another week because it was all so quaint. Like Fond du Lac on steroids.

The way home was tricky tricky tricky. I had like 3 buses and a train to locate, which really shouldn’t be so difficult, but I’m paranoid. I thought that I had missed my stop a million times, and it got dark so fast that I couldn’t be sure where we were.

THURSDAY:

I went to Farida’s house and had a Swedish dag with her, Jenny, and Josephine. I think I can steal some of the photos from facebook, but they haven’t been posted yet. We shall wait with baited breath.

We went to a pizza place (see photos) and then we watched a movie called Ego and then we played a board game about Africa and diamonds and I think our English teacher would love it. ALSO we (actually it was more Farida and Josephine, I just watched) made choklad bullar (chocolate balls) and they were out of this world, I love chocolate so much. My skin should be way worse than it is.

Friday:

I felt really ill. probably because I’ve been eating so poorly of late. Blame the chocolate and greasy pizza. I stayed in bed all day and slept. Then I woke up and we had fish sticks and I went back to bed because I was dying. I couldn’t really sleep because I’d already slept 18 hours so I watched Man Of Steel and I highly recommend it. I should update that list of mine.

This is me being excited about trains

This is me being excited about trains

My train!!

My train!!

basically I'm going to hogwarts

basically I’m going to hogwarts

You've got some dirt on your nose. Did you know?

You’ve got some dirt on your nose. Did you know?

ALL ABOARD

ALL ABOARD

This reminded me of Alaska Young

This reminded me of Alaska Young

Me being scared that I'm on the wrong bus

Me being scared that I’m on the wrong bus

Inside a church

Inside a church

so much gold

theres so much gold

ring a ding ding ding dee doo

ring a ling

a wonderfully gloomy day

a wonderfully gloomy day

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these clouds are so dramatic

these clouds are so dramatic

Hannaahhahahaha

Hannaahhahahaha

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dramatic

dramatic

such drama

such drama

high school musical?

high school musical?

Farida with a calzone that size of a puppy

Farida with a calzone that size of a puppy

how

how

how am I supposed to eat this?

how am I supposed to eat this?