I forgot. It’s the 27th. Or it was, 15 minutes ago. So… that means that it’s now less than a month left until the 27/10, which makes it two years since a friend from school died. I don’t even know if I have the right to call him a friend, but I kind of knew him and we’d been on a school trip to Spain with the others in our spanish class, so at least I kind of knew him. I guess I’ll visit his grave in a month. I go there sometimes, and suddenly I feel so alone. It’s so easy, so fast. Death comes when you least expect it.

Graveyards always make me feel lonely, and sad. I think about all the lives, all the souls. All the dead.

It’s 15 years since my brother was born. Therefore, we’ve been celebrating him today, fun times and good food!

But, it’s also 15 years since Estonia sank, or at least it is tomorrow, the 28th of September. 852 lives were claimed, most of them are, as far as I know, still in the Baltic Sea. Some people say that MS Estonia vas transporting military equipment at the time, some say that an explosion made the ship sink. I don’t know if we’ll ever know the truth, but it doesn’t really matter. People died, that shouldn’t have died. According to Wikipedia it was one of the deadliest maritime disasters in the late 20th century, which tells us a lot about the extent of this.

I think we should all give a minute or two to think about this, to think about the people who drowned or died of hypothermia in the freezing cold water that September night, 15 years ago. And think about all the people who lost friends and family, and of those who survived.

Read more about it here, here and here

This could only happen in Sweden.
The municipality of Malmö accidentally gave a woman without a work almost 400.000 SEK, of which she spent about 130.000 SEK. Then she gave the rest of the money back, when they called her and asked for it. According to the municipality that shows some goodwill, and since they know she can’t pay the rest of the money back they will not report it to the police.

WHAT?
Since when do you not report a crime because the criminal can’t pay back? Maybe we should do the same with bank robbers..?

Read more about it here and here

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Heya, last update for today, I’ve been working in my Green Room, and well, I can see improvement. It looks better. Not much better since there are lots of empty boxes and stuff all around the room, but better. I guess I’ll do some more tomorrow.

Also, my younger brother turns 15 tomorrow, which I will of course take advantage of as much as I can. Condoms, girlie magazines and whiskey (yes, I asked my mom if that’s OK, and since he doesn’t drink much or alone, she’s okay with it). I’m gonna have fun tomorrow, yay!
Now I’m seriously tired, haven’t had any energy drink for like…TWO DAYS, it feels like starving, lol. No, not really. Whatever, nighty!

Yay, this saturday evening I’m drinking a glass of wine and painting a stool (that’s an ugly word…). Seriously damaged by work, but whatever. At least I’m drinking ;)

I just realised (or well, it’s a while go now but anyway..), that in almost every TV-show nowadays, there’s a blogger involved. And they are all BORING bloggers! Like that, to be honest, complete idiot who was a reporter on the WMA. Wtf is that, was that seriuosly her telling Perez Hilton (a really famous blogger, probably read by many hundreds of thousands of people) about her blog? SERIOUSLY? You were there to report interesting stuff to us, no advertising you worthless blog.

Then we have these bimbos, acting like they’re world famous, know everything and only write about how bad all the other bloggers are. That’s not how you become famous, you become famous because you’re good at something.

Or at least I thought so, until I watched a TV-show called “Aschberg” a couple of days ago. It’s a program about…I don’t know, news, kind of. I think. At least, this time they spoke about this guy who wants to breast-feed his kid, and tries do make his breasts produce milk. They brought a guy named Alex Schulman, to tell us his opinion. Not too suprisingly, he was rather disgusted by the whole thing. The point is, this guy is famous for one thing, and that is to talk bullshit about other people. That IS seriously what he’s famous for. He had a blog where he defamed other ppl. Now he has a blog about his daughter, how sweet.

The next episode of this show was about languages. I can tell you a couple of people who would’ve been interesting to listen to, and “Mogi” is not one of them. She is “famous”, or at least read, because of an article in an evening paper, where they linked to a videoblog she’d done, where she told us about her own words. Like perdy. Also spelled pördy. Wtf? Not fun, ppl, not fun. Secret languages stopped being funny when you turned 11, so grow up.

Nooooo….

And seriously, this is the way every tv-show works. They show us bloggers, and I’m so damn annoyed by it because all the producers think about is “umm, how do we get viewers…oh, we show them people they already know!”. Well, most of them are FUCKING STUPID so I get enough of them on the internet, I don’t need them in my TV too.

Now, if they necessarily have to have bloggers on TV, why can’t they show interesting ppl? SMART ppl? Who can learn us something? Who you can look up to and say “I want to be like that!” instead of “Shit, kill me if I ever become like that!”.

Examples of good blogs, who are pretty well-known (since TV appears to like the more well-known ppl)(All of them are Swedish);
Trendenser

Stina-Lee
Egoina



I’m off to my green room. Brb. Or bbl.

Sometimes I’m just so…lost.
A couple of times every week I visit a blog named Stina-Lee, I guess most blogging ppl in Sweden know who she is. If not.
In any case, about a week ago I checked blogg.se’s frontpage, and there was a little text about her not giving birth yet. I was like “Wtf are you ppl talking about?”. I checked her blog and was seriously chocked, it’s true. She’s pregnant. And I have actually managed to miss out on that for NINE MONTHS? I really suck.
Oh, but now she’s not pregnant anymore, she gave birth tuesday the 22nd, a little baby daughter named Mayia. So sweet!
Congrats Stina-Lee, I wish you and your family all the best!

(print screen from her blog)

Well, just watched My Sister’s Keeper while cleaning up a bit here. Spoilers ahead! I don’t want to know the ending, don’t read.

Overall a good movie, but with one catastrophic failure. You never EVER change the ending of a movie based on a book. There should definately be a law against such things. It’s such a big no-no, and I get so annoyed with stuff like this that I tend to hate the movie. But I don’t, not this time. But still. Don’t!

OMG!
I just found out that Nick Cassavetes, the man who directed one of my favourite movies of all times (probably just because it was the first movie that made me cry), The Notebook, has also directed My Sister’s Keeper, which is a movie based on a book that I really like. It’s about Anna, 13 years old, who is brought to the world to be a parfect dna match for her sister Kate, who suffers from leukemia. All her life she’s been donating bone marrow and blood to her sister, making it unable for her to live the life she wants. At 13, she decides she doesn’t want this anymore, and she turns to a lawyer.
Very touching book, probably a very good movie too.

Which by the way reminds me, since a couple of years ago it’s legal in Sweden to “design” a perfect match baby to save a child, if you can’t find another donator. Pretty scary. I don’t even know what I think of it, it’s a tought decision to make. We all want to save our babies, right? But then you’ve got the potential problem of convincing the other child that you love them both equally, and that you didn’t just get another child to find a donator. Which isn’t true, because you did.
I feel sorry for the children who will have to live with this. People say that “But the child will see the beautiful in being born just to save someone else”. No, they won’t. They will feel like a spare part. You just can’t expect a 10 year old boy or girl to see anything beautiful in that, accept it.
Doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t do the same if I had a child with a disease only a donator could cure, but don’t say that the child wouldn’t care.

Read more about this here