Money: an abstract notion August 29, 2008

Maaan! We got a killer electricity bill and we had to pay for the upcoming India trip this month (coming up to 4000kr)… And here I was thinking that this month I would have a little extra cash to play with and save. Part of me working so much this summer was to save for driving lessons next summer. I ended up working my ass off for practically no money and worked out. 

I realize I shouldn’t complain about the money I get from the government, because at least I get some when there are countries out there where only the rich get to go to college (even if even here the economically advantaged have it easier, as always). My biggest problem though, is that during the last month of school before summer, we get about half of what we usually need to survive on. Thus, for the rest of the summer we’re just trying to get back on track. When school starts again the money we had saved, slowly, slowly slithers away… for the whole thing to start all over again next summer.

This time, I’ve come to the end of the month and I have no extra cash to speak of. Making me even more desperate for a part time again. This sucks. 

…and I wanted to shop at Dress-for-less and maybe buy a pair of jeans at JC I’ve had my eyes on for what feels like forever. *wah*

…and save some money of course.

Bitter kisses from a spoiled little girl!

What a Beautiful Morning August 29, 2008

…Yes it is. 5 minutes after waking up I notice Isis has… ehm… how to say it nicely… shit stuck to her ass with her desperatly trying to get it off and Osiris throwing up a second after I noticed Isis predicament. *Yay*

Off to the Bear I go, waking him up to ask for help since holding down a cat and cleaning it at the same time is impossible for one person without her metalplate armour on. 

Finally, after cleaning up Isis, and cleaning up after Osis I have to wash and clean the floor.

Ah, what a beautiful morning. Got to love sick cats!

Kisses to all!

Stick Figure Madness August 28, 2008

People tell me I can draw, and admittedy, sometimes, by chance or fluke, a good drawing pops up that I can be proud of, but not often. Plus that I have a huge problem with picturing things in my head which seriously stunts my ability to think creatively. To tackle this problem I’ve looked around for some how-to’s in drawing.

The problem with most how-to’s in drawing is that the artist/writer takes for granted that one can draw already, and they start from point B and then continue into point C. What about the ones who don’t even know point A? But, I’ve found someone, finally, who’s tackled this wonderfully! Don Simpson is the name of the genius. 

None the less, step 1 was to draw simple little stick figures doing a variety of things, what is up to you. This is what I achieved. Nothing great, but drawing something so simple turned out being just the exercise my brain needed. Now, at step 2 (still stick figures, but with a few more lines) I noticed there were many more ideas popping into my mind. As I was about to fall asleep ones I saw, in my mind, a picture of something I wanted to draw. Not so remarkable to everyone probably, but for me, extremely. It’s just a part of the whole, we’ll see what I want to do with i, but I like it and maybe, for once I’ll put a little time into a drawing I want well done and get it done so I can show it off. Until then I give you stick figures.

Sweet kisses to all!

 

My All-Time Favorite Season August 28, 2008

Almost exactly two years ago  I moved here with barely anything to my name. I was starting over in every way and form. I was tired from waking up at 4.30 am that morning, I had been on the train for 8 or so hours, all I had was my luggage of clothes and neccessities, the feeling of starting over and looking forward to it. I didn’t even know if I had gotten in to the course I had applied to in the last minute. I came to my new, empty student apartment and had to go shopping for furniture as soon as I got here so I could atleast have a bed. There was so much going on, I had forgotten to eat since breakfast (14 hours) and I was excited.

That feeling of newness, of oncoming challenges, of excitement… I love it. It’s a mix of feelings I only get when moving to a new place, and I’m addicted to it. 

I guess it’s obvious that I’m a a child of nomads in the sense that my parents have moved around, a lot. I get restless easily and go looking for new challenges, new chances to start over. I need it. 

There’s something about the air in the end of August that gives me that jolt, makes me look forward to what’s coming up, like life’s actually quite good. Makes sense since this is the season of new beginnings. So much starts over now. This sweet, cool summer breeze signifies without a doubt, the season of change for me and I love it.

I Love you all, the Bear, the parents, the cats, the breeze, the air, the weather, my life… the change.

Sweet kisses to all! 

I Can Has Cheezburger? August 27, 2008

Apparantly Lolcats are an old thing but I just found out about them this week (they’re hilarious btw, so check it out if you’re as ignorant as me). Going through them I realized that there were some really funny/cute ones.

These specific ones fit our cats so well

None the less, pretty proud of myself today. Sure, I didn’t get everything I wanted done, but I’m learning to get up at 8 am, gone shopping for lots of fruits and veggies at the nearby market, had a healthy breakfast, went training, payed my bills, washed some clothes… i think that’s it. Now, I’m gonna skrew it all up with a pizza! *yay* And a pizza with spit as topping most probably. Made the mistake of complaining about their lower standard of food before I got the food. Not the smartest move today, I admit.

Much love and sweet kisses to all!

Wishful Thinking August 25, 2008

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This is the kind of stuff I wish I could make! …Think I need to learn how to use acrobat though. Oh well. One step at a time.

The Little Martyr August 24, 2008

So, today was my last day at work. Very nice.

Funny how things become lighter and other things get harder some how. For example, one of the reasons I quit was because I just didn’t feel I had the patience for people at work anymore. They were all nice but they started bugging me because I felt they weren’t doing enough at work. I basically lost that sense that they were my work-family, the way it had before. Now the last week, knowing that it was my last week, my performance at work hasn’t been what it used to be, and I started talking to people again, and realized that they’re not so bad. I guess my dissatisfaction with work in general made me a little blind to that. I think I felt that so little gets done at work that after awhile that was all I saw, instead of the good that is still there.

Having said this though, it was my last day at work… and I’m glad! This last week I’ve really been dragging my feet to work. Now I just have to figure out a new way of making money. And soon, I hope! …cuz I like making money.

Fickle and Inconsistant August 22, 2008

I’ve always known myself to be moody but that I’m fickle and very inconsistent is new to me. When I do care about how the cats behave, I’m ultra consistent, and not so hard to figure out, but then more and more lately, I’ve noticed that I just can’t be bothered! Not because the novelty of having cats is running low, but because I can’t seem to get a balance between being the disciplinary and beeing the loving so-called parent. Feels like I can never completely and truly relax. Part of being responsible, I know. But I love my little babies, I just really need to find that balance soon, before I confuse my little kittens as to what actually is and is not allowed, and I loose my temper at them because I’m exhausted of non-balance I have at the moment.

Kisses to all.

I’ve got a little secret… August 22, 2008

I’ve been meaning to bring this up for awhile, but as soon as I get home it’s all forgotten in the face of good stuff like cats, boyfriend, friends, and (not so fun stuff like) studies.

But seriously people… when you go to a café and or restaurant please consider that the people taking your order, serving you, and cleaning up after you, are people as well. And I’ve got a shocker for you, they’ve got a life as well! (Imagine that). We do our best and if that is not enough I’m sorry, we’re in the service business, not the slave business. We get payed to serve you, we don’t live for it.

I like being a waitress, don’t get me wrong, but I get frusterated sometimes. Lately, more and more. I guess it’s because I feel like I work hard and still get shit from customers because there’s such disorder. This due to low motivation from otheres, or a boss that doesn’t know what he wants.

Bitter kisses to all.

New habits August 19, 2008

Ah, it’s good with friends. I had some stuff that I had to get done before my lectures started in about 2 weeks and had no idea how to get it done since I misses so many classes. With her help I feel like I can breath again. Thank you.

Update on the cats:

I decided to take waking up early as a good thing and somehow they’ve figured out that mommy needs her sleep and stopped playing about around the bed quite as much. Much love!

Anyway, I guess it’s true what people say about how good it can be for one to get pets. So far:

-I wake up earlier
-I got more of a routine to my days (feeding them cleaning the sand box, ect)
-We eat more often at the dinner table (it’s too annoying to eat on the sofa were they can bug you )
-They keep my mood more balanced
-They, believe-it-or-not, actually help me with my studying because they give the perfect kind of break now and then as well relaxing me as they lay around me sleeping. Quite nice.
-They stop me even more from wanting a cigarette again because I don’t want them to have to deal with passive smoking, even if I only smoke from the balcony.

…That’s quite a little list of achievements for two 10-week old household cats who’ve only been part of our household for about a week. What do you say?

Sweet kisses to all those furry, annoying little monsters that we all love so much.