.. I replay it over and over again ..
Well, actually, I have been replaying this song, by Nelly, over and over again the last hour .. It's been stuck in my head. I just keep thinking "What a freakin amazing song this is!".
Anyway, I survived. Yesterday I got a birthmark-thing removed, and I didn't die or anything. But now I've got stitches, and this stupid little tape-plaster over it that can't get wet. Sooo, my first thought was 'I'm not allowed to have a shower for 12 days? No freakin' way'. I have at LEAST one shower a day, and I'm not thinking of cutting down anytime soon. The stitches are coming out in 11 days now, and after that I have to have a piece of plaster-tape over the scar for 3 months. Aren't I the lucky one.
These exams at school are really starting to get to me. I can't think about anything else than working really hard these last few weeks, so I get some good grades. That would mean the world to me. Unfortunately I just don't know where to get the energy from. But I'll have to try and find it somewhere.
Just 2 months left, and then it's summerholiday. I can't wait ..
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
I'm having the worst day for a long time today. It started with sleeping too late, and getting up 25 minutes before school .. Then I got to school, and as the FIRST thing on a freakin' monday morning, I had to tell about some kind of gramma, which I didn't understand/know how to explain. And then the rest of the school-day was crap. I first went to bed really late last night, so I'm really tired. Then I had to go to my burden of a job, and do the same boring things I always do. Now it's five o'clock, and I'm finally home. All I want to do now is have a nice long shower, and lay under my duvet and watch Sex and the City .. The rest of the evening. That way my day can't possibly get any worse.
Tomorrow isn't going to be much better, I think. Same boring school, work .. And then I have to go to that plastic surgeon in Aabenraa .. It's a nice thought that someone's gonna cut a chunk of your body out in under 24 hours. I'm terrified of those kind of "operations" .. I really don't like the thought of it .. And even though I won't be able to feel anything, the pain has got to come sooner or later.
Time for that shower ..
Tomorrow isn't going to be much better, I think. Same boring school, work .. And then I have to go to that plastic surgeon in Aabenraa .. It's a nice thought that someone's gonna cut a chunk of your body out in under 24 hours. I'm terrified of those kind of "operations" .. I really don't like the thought of it .. And even though I won't be able to feel anything, the pain has got to come sooner or later.
Time for that shower ..
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Livet är väl inte så dåligt ändå ..
I'm back, bitches!
Landed in Hamburg at around 17 o'clock, after a preeeetty calm flight. That was, until we had to land. First of all, it was really turbulent, and the plane kept on all of a sudden pulling to the right. And then all of the sudden, it almost nose-dived. That was really scary, cause normally it just descends calmly, and the plane slightly turns downward. But this time the pilot just sent us down almost vertically. And as we were about to touch down on the runway, the crosswinds struck, and the plane landed on the right backwheel first of all. My heart was pounding 100 times the normal rate, I think. It made me think of the Lufthansa incident at Hamburg Airport around a year ago, where that plane almost couldn't land, and miraculously managed to take off again very quickly. I happened to be flying Lufthansa as well. But yet again, I survived!! Phew.
At the airport, I was sitting right by the departure/arrivals of Heli Air Monaco - the helicopter service that flies between Nice Airport and Monaco. Some people spot planes, some people spot birds or other animals .. I was spotting rich people. They were actually really easy to spot. The women normally have half-long blonded hair, are tanned, wear skinnyjeans and designer heels, have some kind of designer bag, and sometimes wear sunglasses. AND look really snobby. Their husbands walk 2 metres behind them in a formal suit, carrying their wives' LV or Burberry travelbags. But it got boring after a while, since they all looked alike.
Anyway, it's been a really nice relaxing holiday, and I already miss it all. Especially the dogs, Minnah and Dinnah. They're really nice-natured labradors. And I think I'm first going back in oktober, so there are quite a few months till.
Now it's time to hit the gym. I've not exercised for a whole week, where as I normally do it every day. So I'm feeling a bit guilty, since I've been eating lots of nice french food all week.
I also have lots of homework to do .. I'll probably first get to bed late late late tonight.
Katy
Landed in Hamburg at around 17 o'clock, after a preeeetty calm flight. That was, until we had to land. First of all, it was really turbulent, and the plane kept on all of a sudden pulling to the right. And then all of the sudden, it almost nose-dived. That was really scary, cause normally it just descends calmly, and the plane slightly turns downward. But this time the pilot just sent us down almost vertically. And as we were about to touch down on the runway, the crosswinds struck, and the plane landed on the right backwheel first of all. My heart was pounding 100 times the normal rate, I think. It made me think of the Lufthansa incident at Hamburg Airport around a year ago, where that plane almost couldn't land, and miraculously managed to take off again very quickly. I happened to be flying Lufthansa as well. But yet again, I survived!! Phew.
At the airport, I was sitting right by the departure/arrivals of Heli Air Monaco - the helicopter service that flies between Nice Airport and Monaco. Some people spot planes, some people spot birds or other animals .. I was spotting rich people. They were actually really easy to spot. The women normally have half-long blonded hair, are tanned, wear skinnyjeans and designer heels, have some kind of designer bag, and sometimes wear sunglasses. AND look really snobby. Their husbands walk 2 metres behind them in a formal suit, carrying their wives' LV or Burberry travelbags. But it got boring after a while, since they all looked alike.
Anyway, it's been a really nice relaxing holiday, and I already miss it all. Especially the dogs, Minnah and Dinnah. They're really nice-natured labradors. And I think I'm first going back in oktober, so there are quite a few months till.
Now it's time to hit the gym. I've not exercised for a whole week, where as I normally do it every day. So I'm feeling a bit guilty, since I've been eating lots of nice french food all week.
I also have lots of homework to do .. I'll probably first get to bed late late late tonight.
Katy
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Champagne, caviar and a thunderstorm
I love being in France. It's so different, and so .. fantastic. Nice is really great, but I wouldn't mind seeing Paris. I always just imagine walking through a really typical parisien street, along the "rivers", where the famous bridges are, hearing "La Vie en Rose" (Life in rose/pink) in the background. At night, of couse. When all the lights are shining, and the Eiffeltower is visible from all over .. I can just imagine that dusky pink-ish light over the whole city .. (Hence the "Life in rose/pink"). Okay, now I'm babbling. But that's at least what it looks/sounds like in Katyworld. And I sooooo badly want to see it like that in real life!! (:
I've just finished a really good book, by the famous author of the popular Shopaholic series, Sophie Kinsella. It's called Can You Keep A Secret?, and it's soooo funny. Definitely one I would recommend. Normally I never read, but what else do you do when you're bored, and you're far away from home? And I'm really glad I started reading it. I pretty much haven't put it down since. Last night when I decided to go to bed, I switched everything off, put the book away .. But half an hour later I was still wide awake, and couldn't help thinking about what was going to happen when Emma was going on a date with Jack!!! .. So I just HAD to get up, turn on a light and start reading again .. How retarded is that?
Anyway, the weather has been really crappy today, so we decided to go to this shoppingcentre called Cap3000 .. It was really nice, but I couldn't find any kind of clothes I liked. BUT, they had this huge gourmet "supermarket", which had everything. It was actually fascinating. So of course, my parents went crazy and bought everything from caviar to huge, 65 euros per kilo gambas (supersize-me prawns).
Tomorrow I think we're going to St. Tropez .. If the weather allows it. Today it's been raining hard, thundering and hailing, so it wouldn't have been much fun to walk around outside.
Don't think I have much other news .. I just hope the sun comes out tomorrow so I can get a bit more colour on my skin ..
Katy
I've just finished a really good book, by the famous author of the popular Shopaholic series, Sophie Kinsella. It's called Can You Keep A Secret?, and it's soooo funny. Definitely one I would recommend. Normally I never read, but what else do you do when you're bored, and you're far away from home? And I'm really glad I started reading it. I pretty much haven't put it down since. Last night when I decided to go to bed, I switched everything off, put the book away .. But half an hour later I was still wide awake, and couldn't help thinking about what was going to happen when Emma was going on a date with Jack!!! .. So I just HAD to get up, turn on a light and start reading again .. How retarded is that?
Anyway, the weather has been really crappy today, so we decided to go to this shoppingcentre called Cap3000 .. It was really nice, but I couldn't find any kind of clothes I liked. BUT, they had this huge gourmet "supermarket", which had everything. It was actually fascinating. So of course, my parents went crazy and bought everything from caviar to huge, 65 euros per kilo gambas (supersize-me prawns).
Tomorrow I think we're going to St. Tropez .. If the weather allows it. Today it's been raining hard, thundering and hailing, so it wouldn't have been much fun to walk around outside.
Don't think I have much other news .. I just hope the sun comes out tomorrow so I can get a bit more colour on my skin ..
Katy
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sometimes you can't help but think .. wtf?!
I am now in France. I arrived this afternoon around 2-ish .. The flight wasn't anything special, I opened my Cosmopolitan (magazine, NOT cocktail!) before we took off, and looked up from it when I was done, and found we had landed at Nice airport. Perfect, really. Well, almost. I did quickly look up when the pilot said we were going to land, and felt panicky for a moment. Then I decided to just concentrate on reading, and I didn't even notice that we landed. I guess I'm getting more and more used to flying.
When we arrived, we put our luggage in our suite and went to have a drink with the new young couple working here. The thing is, this is a danish privately owned property. The owners sold their IT company a few years ago and wanted to buy a place in France, Italy or Spain and make it into an exclusive "guest house". There are 3 suites and four double rooms, and the whole place is absolutely GORGEOUS. We've had shares in it for about 3-4 years now, together with about 10-15 other couples. And it's great, cause you don't feel like you're in a hotel or anything like that. You just feel .. at home. It's so private and quiet, which makes it perfect for a relaxing holiday. And I'd better really enjoy it this time .. It's probably one of the last times I'll be coming down here. I won't have time in the future.
Since we arrived, I've pretty much just relaxed, and been out to have dinner in town. And now I'm freaking tired, so I'll be going to bed soon.
But there's one thing I have to say first .. Sometimes I REALLY wish life had a mute button .. Time after time after time, people say things that make me think .. Omfg, you did not just say that! .. And I can't believe it's so hard to understand that sometimes, you should just shut the eff up. I don't want to go into details, but come on .. think TWICE before you tell me something you know I don't care to hear about.
Sometimes I wonder if brains exist in all people .. Probably not.
When we arrived, we put our luggage in our suite and went to have a drink with the new young couple working here. The thing is, this is a danish privately owned property. The owners sold their IT company a few years ago and wanted to buy a place in France, Italy or Spain and make it into an exclusive "guest house". There are 3 suites and four double rooms, and the whole place is absolutely GORGEOUS. We've had shares in it for about 3-4 years now, together with about 10-15 other couples. And it's great, cause you don't feel like you're in a hotel or anything like that. You just feel .. at home. It's so private and quiet, which makes it perfect for a relaxing holiday. And I'd better really enjoy it this time .. It's probably one of the last times I'll be coming down here. I won't have time in the future.
Since we arrived, I've pretty much just relaxed, and been out to have dinner in town. And now I'm freaking tired, so I'll be going to bed soon.
But there's one thing I have to say first .. Sometimes I REALLY wish life had a mute button .. Time after time after time, people say things that make me think .. Omfg, you did not just say that! .. And I can't believe it's so hard to understand that sometimes, you should just shut the eff up. I don't want to go into details, but come on .. think TWICE before you tell me something you know I don't care to hear about.
Sometimes I wonder if brains exist in all people .. Probably not.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Vacay!
What's happened since last? Well, it's almost been a month since my last post here, and honestly, nothing much has happened .. Except the change in weather, which drastically has changed my mood .. You know, in a good way.
And now I've spent most days of my really great easter holiday with my boyfriend. It's been sooo nice, and we've pretty much just relaxed and taken it easy. Just what we both needed, I think.
Tomorrow I'm off to France .. I should really be in school, but I'm taking a week off. I have mixed feelings about it. I know my absenceprocentage is going to sky-rocket, and I am supposed to give in several assignments. But on the other hand, it's going to be nice to go on holiday, and get some colour on my ever-so-pale skin .. Seriously, if I didn't wear clothes, I could probably use snow as camouflage right now. So now I'm going to come home looking a LOT more tan. Hopefully.
The same week I get home, I am going to a plastic surgeon .. To get my boobs done ..
Well, if it were up to me at least. But no, I'm actually going to get a cancerous-looking beautyspot removed from the side of my stomach. It's always been very small, and barely noticeable. But one morning I woke up, and it was double the size, black (it used to be lightbrown), and had bled. So I didn't want to take any chances, and went to the doctor, who is now sending me to the plactic surgeon. I'm really scared, cause I hate the thought of cutting into flesh, and blood and all those things. I'll probably faint at the sight of the scalpel .. That way at least I'll be blacked out during the operation.
It just hit me that I actually have a lot of packing to do yet .. I've packed pretty much all my clothes so far, but I've forgotten all kinds of important things, like iPod, tanning oil, makeup .. And it also hit me that I'm going to be flying tomorrow .. In an airplane .. At 36.000 feet. It's funny, cause every time I'm on an airplane, I pretty much accept and come to terms with the fact that I'm going to die. I'm THAT sure. And I always think of the things I would be missing out on, and things I wouldn't get to do. And yet - I always survive!! Actually, I mostly think of these things right before we land. That's the most crucial time, where there's always lots of turbulence. Think about it, it takes ONE little mistake from the pilot, and then you're dead. But tomorrow I'm going to try to think positive thougts! Cross fingers for me. And if I die - c'est la vie.
Katy
And now I've spent most days of my really great easter holiday with my boyfriend. It's been sooo nice, and we've pretty much just relaxed and taken it easy. Just what we both needed, I think.
Tomorrow I'm off to France .. I should really be in school, but I'm taking a week off. I have mixed feelings about it. I know my absenceprocentage is going to sky-rocket, and I am supposed to give in several assignments. But on the other hand, it's going to be nice to go on holiday, and get some colour on my ever-so-pale skin .. Seriously, if I didn't wear clothes, I could probably use snow as camouflage right now. So now I'm going to come home looking a LOT more tan. Hopefully.
The same week I get home, I am going to a plastic surgeon .. To get my boobs done ..
Well, if it were up to me at least. But no, I'm actually going to get a cancerous-looking beautyspot removed from the side of my stomach. It's always been very small, and barely noticeable. But one morning I woke up, and it was double the size, black (it used to be lightbrown), and had bled. So I didn't want to take any chances, and went to the doctor, who is now sending me to the plactic surgeon. I'm really scared, cause I hate the thought of cutting into flesh, and blood and all those things. I'll probably faint at the sight of the scalpel .. That way at least I'll be blacked out during the operation.
It just hit me that I actually have a lot of packing to do yet .. I've packed pretty much all my clothes so far, but I've forgotten all kinds of important things, like iPod, tanning oil, makeup .. And it also hit me that I'm going to be flying tomorrow .. In an airplane .. At 36.000 feet. It's funny, cause every time I'm on an airplane, I pretty much accept and come to terms with the fact that I'm going to die. I'm THAT sure. And I always think of the things I would be missing out on, and things I wouldn't get to do. And yet - I always survive!! Actually, I mostly think of these things right before we land. That's the most crucial time, where there's always lots of turbulence. Think about it, it takes ONE little mistake from the pilot, and then you're dead. But tomorrow I'm going to try to think positive thougts! Cross fingers for me. And if I die - c'est la vie.
Katy
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