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Published: August 17th 2007
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On the Town
Being stupid... I'd like to say that I accidently bought Carrot Bread instead of Wheat Bread at the grocery store...awesome..
Last night was a "well good" night as they say in good old England. We went to Stockholm Nation which looks like it belongs in a scene of Sex in the City. A Dark bar doused in class and all its counterparts with tables glowing in a sensual red. Light enough to see and dark enough not to. Stockholm Nation has a reputation for being stuck up and I can see why because everyone there was dressed to the nines and I thought I was too until I got there and saw that I looked like I was going to a baseball game. But ah that is Sweden. Before we went to Stockholm we went to Upplands Nation to get some pea soup and pancakes, traditional Swedish meal, but we came on the wrong night so we settled for fish and chips. We had like 30 people and this huge table outside on the lawn there and we all just chatted about inane things and the usual conversation of me talking to people from New Zealand and Australia and laughing at
what words they use. Ice Blocks for Popsicles. Sus for Sketchy. Mate for Friend. Taking the Piss for making a joke or fooling someone. It is entirely entertaining how many ways there are to say one thing. They find it utterly stupid that we call the button on the phone the pound button because it isn't even the pound sign. I just play the "America is the ultimate power, we are always right" card and then i win the arguements on who is correct in their word choice 😊
We danced like crazy as usual at Stockholm and I decided to leave early with Hannah, Amanda, Sophie and Chris. We were riding our bikes when I felt a tiny drop of water on my head and jokingly said oh damn it is going to rain. That is the only warning that weather gives here because I kid you not, a second later gallons of water were pouring from the sky and we were at least 10 min from home. I started screaming and laughing and screaming and cussing and laughing and laughing and we pedaled as fast as we could and i couldn't see anything because my eyelids were
Soaked to The Bone
Getting caught in the rain is crazy..can't you tell by the face i am making. being held down by the rain and our clothes were stuck to our skin. it was horrible and wonderful at the same time. i got home and could hardly peel my clothes off.
The weather here is a tease and toys with your emotions. This evening I was feeling mellow because it was windy and gray out and then suddenly rain was pouring again. There is no in between between pouring rain and not raining. It just rains like hell. I felt even more glum and then 5 min later the sun came out and it was as hot as hell. I don't get it!!
Amanda, Hannah, Chris, and Sophie came over tonight and we chatted about how Californians say hella and people from Massachusetts say wicked and how Australians seem to always be talking in questions. I made an ass out of myself by being really suprised that they don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Australia. Ignorant American that I am. Australians get 3,000 dollars when they have a child ...did you know that? And what about the dole? We don't have that. I've always thought our gov't was shit but talking to people from around the world has
Elevator Gasque
Is your elevator as cool as this? Doubt it. shown me that even more. Today in Swedish class this German asked me if in America people eat 5 sandwiches a day...Man, the fat American stereotype is lovely. But I don't mind at all because every country has thier own. I asked some Dutch people if they said Faja or Maja and they just looked at me like I was stupid. Damn you Austin Powers Goldmember..
I've been able more and more to look at myself as an American from an outside view. When you live in a country surrounded by people like yourself it is hard to see what you are. You think oh we are not all the same, but in many ways we are. Loud, ignorant, crass, and gluttonous are the stereotypes we get and in so many ways it is true. I see this when I watch other Americans here and even myself. We are much louder than most and we can be very obnoxious. We seem to always be making outlandish and politically incorrect jokes. We eat and drink a lot and although everyone seems to know everything about our gov't we hardly know anything about our own and sadly we haven't taken the time to understand other cultures governments. Today we were watching comedians on Youtube and my friend from New Zealand showed me Ricky Gervais standup. I love him and it was very funny. Witty and a bit subdued but I loved it. I then was like oooh my god you have to see dane cook. We watched it and as we did I got a little embarrased because all the sudden i could see how different Americans can be. Dane Cook was so damn loud and cussing every second and talking about stupid things like relationships and cashews flying off his penis and compared to the stand up we just watched he seemed like an ape. I said oh my god he is so American and my friend Emma from New Zealand just said Yah he can act just like American Girls. Now don't get me wrong from this little rant. I love America and Americans and I love living there but I think Americans need to look at themselves once in awhile and understand how we are seen and what we put forth.
But anyways I forgot to talk about the best thing this week! We had a party in my elevator or should i say lift. Emma's roommate Jesper put a table and chairs in our tiny lift and he and a friend started drinking in there around 3 in the afternoon. I came home after a bad day in class and I stepped into the elevator blasting music from the stereo and with some crazy shirtless swedes drinking homemade wine. We stayed in there going up and down all the floors and someone would get it and just laugh. It was great.
Ok good night. I head to Stockholm tomorrow!!
Hej da!
Jag alskar du.
Jag alskar glass.
Jattsuden.
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