A while ago I went to Fulufjället national park with some students from Britsen. The trip was great, but in a dark cabin in the middle of nowhere something happened. Something horrible, something that no one who has ever walked in a pair of shoes wants to experience…

The scary part is not what I found in the darkness, but what I didn’t find. Imagine the horror of not finding one of your boots when going out in the middle of the night in the cold north. Imagine the limp one would have to deal with because of the difference in hight, imagine the cold and wet snow forcing its way through the sock onto your poor bare foot. Imagine, all the people remembering a John Lennon song when reading this odd post…

So what did I do? (you probably don’t ask yourselves.) Well, it was getting dark, to dark to see so I used something that most people would agree that I shouldn’t be allowed to use… (anyone that has seen my photos would agree to this.) …A camera!

Tomorrow I will tell you how I solved the problem and also prove that this is a true story by adding some photos of the horrible event…

Ciao!

Hi everyone!

I know that it’s been quite a while since the last time I wrote but I have been busy making the world even more strange… Today I finally got my mobile internet, so hopefully I’ll be more active here again the next week or so till I find some other reason not to write.

November is soon here and I’ve been living in Britsen for almost a month now. One of the things I have realized during this time is that Kopparstaden is even more slow than I am when it comes to getting things done.

I have to go now because I need to check if it is possible to change my name to Nguyen, not because I want to, but that’s the name on my door and I think the process will be done before Kopparstaden manage to get my real name there…

Ciao alles

This still needs plenty of work, but I hope you’ll like it anyway. =)

I’d like to fly
high in the sky
if only for awhile

Just spread my wings
lose track of things
always with a smile

I’d like to set sail
not follow a trail
without any hesitation

Because, no matter what boat
I’ll stay afloat
and reach my destination

/Jim

It is extreamly rare that I am serious, and even more so when I’m writing blog posts but today I will give it a try… To manage with something as difficult as this I should probably try to keep things as short as possible. You know, not write anything unneccesary because that might cause me to cross the line and all of a sudden this post will be as strange and unserious as everything else I write…

To get back on topic again I will end the post right here and right now, so…

Happy Birthday Claudia!

By the way I hope you like this link

Birthday present?

I don’t have the time to write more that this at the moment but I hope that you will enjoy it anyway.

I’m sitting here in the computer room, it’s just another boring wendsday almost noon. I’m wasting my time, but got plenty to do. I’m surfing around. I’m bloging for you. But nothing ever happens and I wonder.

I’m writing a post on my blog. I’m writing to fast. I’m writing to much. I’d like to change my point of view. He feels so lonely. He’s writing for you. But nothing ever happens and he wonders.

See you later =)

I’ve been going to Britsen at least once a week since the school started but now I’m there to stay. Yesterday I got the keys to my new room after less than 10minutes in the office and now I’m no longer a britsen wannabe. Though, I still have my appartment in Hedemora so I’m no britsen hastobe either but more like a britsen wheneverIwanttobe or something like that.

There’s so much to say at the moment that I don’t know what to say, so little to do that I don’t do anything and that’s why I’ll have to stop writing now. But as the famous 38th governor of the state of California used to say: ”I’ll be back”.

See you later!

I’m in some kind of poetry mood right now so here you go…

I try to tell you it’s over, I try to say we are done.
I try to say that the lights are out but all you can see is the sun.

I try to tell you the music is gone and all that’s left is noice.
I try to get you to listen to my words, but all you can hear is my voice.

And if you can’t see what I see nor hear what I say, my only option is to walk away.
Away from all the good times we have had, and the comfort you give me when I’m sad.

Away from you, Away from us, Away from all that has been,
to be someone new, to find something new, to find my soultwin.

I finished class about an hour and 45minutes ago and have been doing nothing ever since, so I thought it was about time I wrote another post. The only problem is that I got nothing to write about, other than nothing offcourse. Though, people shouldn’t underestimate how much nothing can really mean.

When it comes to nothing it has a very different meaning during our younger years than it does when we grow older. As an example a child that claims to have done nothing most certainly has done something, and that something is probably something they know they are not allowed to do.  An adult on the other hand who claims to have done nothing has probably not done something they know they were supposed to do…

Now that I’ve created this meaningless blog post I am done doing what I was supposed to do and can go on doing nothing till I do whatever I have to do next, which happens to be ice hockey realated.

So see you all later, and I hope that you are not to confused right now

Last friday I wrote about those great ideas I get from time to time and saturday night I got another one…

I was out partying in Avesta and the first few hours of pre-partying was fun. Though after finishing all the alcohol I brought (which wasn’t a lot) I still felt very very sober and it took quite a while before we left the appartment to go to the pub. When I heard that the pub closed at 01:00 and that there were no busses back to Hedemora at all I must say I was dissapointed… I had found the one place that was worse than my home town…

While standing in line to the pub I came up with a really bad excuse to get out of there and said that if the entrance was more than 50sek I would walk home. It was 60sek, and off I went… I haven’t really checked how far it is but my guess would be somewhere between 25 and 30 kilometers. Some might say I’m stupid and some may be to kind to say anything at all but still think the same. After the walk I’m more than willing to agree. Luckily I got a ride more than half the way and only had to walk the last 9km. It seems like you are sometimes revarded for your stupidity and in my case allmost every time…

Ciao alles!

Sometimes I get ideas, and some of them are great while other are not so great. Today I got one of these ideas… While on my way to a café to buy a cup of coffee I changed my mind and went to Lidl so that I could get a lot more ”fika” for my money. For those of you who doesn’t yet know what fika means check out this link to my best friend: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fika

When I was searching the shelves for something tasty I suddenly started to think that I had heard somewhere that a real fika should consist of 7 different sorts of cookies. If this is true or not I can not say but when I have decided on something that is how it is… After about 45minutes of running around in the store I got what I came for and left being 150,50sek poorer. Amazingly enough I didn’t buy any sweets even though it was 39.99sek/kilo. Maybe this was the start to a healthier life?

I think that my favorite were the ones that I namned the one bite muffins with lemon flavour. Though the whole fika moment made this the best dinner I haven’t had in a very long time as I never ate any real food. Now it’s time for bed so I’ll just leave you to do whatever you are do when you’re doing what you’re doing and give you a link to a good night song that I think suits this post…

Good night everyone!