Here’s the What-I-got-for-christmas-post!
1. C.S. Lewis – Narnia: Prince Caspian
2. Gustave Flaubert – Madame Bovary
3. Kylie Fitzpatrick – Tapestry
4. Fred Saberhagen & James V. Hart – Bram Stoker’s Dracula – A Film By Francis Ford Coppola
5. Katharine Kerr – The Spirit Stone
6. Sengül Güvercile – Offrad för hederns skull (Sacrificed For The Sake Of Honour)
7. Linda Howard – Cry No More
8. Diana Gabaldon – The Fiery Cross
9. Stuart Harrison – The Snow Falcon
10. Anne Rice – The Vampire Lestat
11. Enjoy Vegetarian Meals – A Gathering of over 100 delicious recepies
Americans and their re-makes!
This fall the swedish horror movie “Låt den rätte komma in” (Let The Right One In) was realeased and now it’s been announced that there will be an american re-make of it which will be released in 2010. So far I’ve been annoyed with how americans make re-makes of asian movies and now it’s happened to a swedish movie aswell.
I understand why re-makes are being made of old movies or a story that’s popular. I mean, how many movies has been made about Romeo and Juliet? Thirty-tree accoring to IMDb. But re-makes of new movies? What’s up with that? I refuse to believe that americans are that incapable of watching movies which aren’t in their own language. After all, there’s subtitles. The rest of the world watches american subtitled movies all the time.
There’s no need for a re-make of “Låt den rätte komma in”. It’s a good movie which have got good reviews. When the re-make is released many will choose to watch that one instead of the original which is such a shame for the people who made the wonderful original movie.
If you could live forever, would you? If you got the opportunity to drink some elixir which made you immortal or you were made a vampire or whatever, would you want that? Or would you prefer to live a full life and then die?
Many people say that they would want to live, grow old and die, because that’s how it’s supposed to be. I wouldn’t! I have a extreme fear of death because I believe that when I die my soul disappear and everything that was me will be gone. I won’t even know I’m dead because I can’t even think. Some say that if I can’t think I won’t even know I’m dead and because of that it wouldn’t be so horrible. But it would definitly be horrible! It would be like sleeping without dreams and never ever waking up. In what way isn’t that terrifying?
So yes, if I had the choice I’d choose to live forever. People who wouldn’t want do that say that life would become boring after a couple of hundred years and that it would be awful to see everyone you love die and be left alive yourself. But that can’t be worse than being dead. No matter how boring life would become and how much I’d miss the ones who passed away living forever must be better than being dead forever.
What do you think? If you’re religious imagine that you weren’t. Imagine what you’d choose if you didn’t belive in god and a afterlife.
Meet my new affiliates Rachel-Rebecka and Samantha!
+ My friend Milla now have a Whirlwind subdomain. She’s funny so if you understand swedish you should visit her.
+ My sister should get her subdomain in order soon so check her site out aswell.
This does not mean that I now accept hostees. I can add as many subdomains as I want to for free but adding ftp accounts costs money. This means I’m sharing my fpt account with the people I’m hosting but that’s just because I know and trust them. Hosting is by invitation only.
There’s a commercial that’s been going on tv for a couple of weeks that really annoys me.
It’s by Tidningskungen (the newspaper king) and goes like this “För henne: Elle. För honom: Allt om historia” (For her: Elle. For him: Everything about history). Excuse me but WTF?! Since when is history typically manly?! What the commercial basicly is saying is that women read about fashion and celebrities while men – the educated ones – read about history.
I hate this type of gender generalization. Do things have to be for HIM or HER? Do girl toys have to be pink and boy toys blue? Can’t things be for PEOPLE? I belive men and women are more alike than we think. Much of what we conscider female and male are not things we were born to be and like but things we were taught to be and like.
I hate gender roles. I hate being treated differently just because I’m a woman. When I wanted to use a band saw at a job I had the manager wanted another man to help me with it. Even though just a minute ago I had told him that I took furniture design classes in high school and had been using a band saw since I was sixteen. Plus the fact that my dad is a carpenter. I got a tool set when I was six for crying out loud! Would he have insisted on someone helping me out if I were a man? Probably not. He was in his fifties and probably had these old ideas that carpentry is for men and women are good at other things like embroidering and cooking. Jeez, this isn’t the 19th century!
I passed maths! And not only passed but I got a VG! To make you understand what that means I have to explain the swedish grade system.
In Sweden we have four grades:
MVG – (passed with special distinction)
VG – (passed with distinction)
G – (passed)
IG – (failed)
I’ve never got more than a G grade in maths! Not in junior high nor high school. And the reason to why I’m even taking high school maths at the age of 25 is that I failed this course back in 2000 when I took it the first time. So I’ve gone from a IG to a VG. I hoped for a G but I never dreamed of a VG. I realize it’s not the highest grade I could get but I’ve always been really bad at maths so this is great. It feels like a A.
More of the Twilight icons I made two days ago. More here.
EDIT: I just realized I haven’t introduced my newest affiliates. Say hello to Alice, Katty, Kristen, Carrie and Shaina!
So it’s been a while since my last update. I’m not as blue now as I was when I wrote my previous post. I returned to life shortly after that and things are rolling again. I haven’t updated for so long since absolutely nothing out of the ordinary has been going on. And quite frankly the ordinary isn’t very exciting.
Today I did the national maths test. It’s comparable to the american finals. It’s basicly a test covering the entire course I’ve taken. I think it went well. By well I of course mean that I might have passed. An actual good grade is just not something I expect from myself in maths. You know how a lot of people are either good at creative things like languages and art or so called “logical” things like maths, science and such. It’s about different brain halfs being dominant. I’m good at languages and art but maths, chemistry, physics and such are arch nemesises of mine. If I pass my maths course I’ll be as happy as most people would be if they got an A.
Christmas is approaching and it doesn’t feel like it. I miss the christmas magic of my childhood. I don’t know what’s changed because I still love it but it’s not as glittering, magic and wonderful as it used to be. I guess that’s partly because I’m now a part of making it happen. When I was a kid christmas was all about getting. My parents put up the christmas tree the night before christmas and when I woke up it was just there. And when I was a kid I did buy presents but not many or expensive. I got tons of gifts though. Now I buy lots of presents to other people. I make christmas happen now. When I was a kid the grown ups made it happen for me. I didn’t have to plan anything. Everything was just there and all I had to do was to be there. A surprise party is always more exciting than a party you’ve planned yourself, you know?
I’m done with my christmas shopping and I’m posting christmas cards tomorrow. All left to do is to put up some decorations but I don’t do that until the day before christmas. I’m not really fond of christmas decorations. At least not in my own home. They don’t match the rest of my stuff! I still put them up but I take them down after a week. If I want to look at decorations I can go to my parents house. They take decorations very seriously. The only thing I want is a christmas tree. A black one which I can decorate in silver and blue. Unfortunately I can’t have one because of my youngest cat. He always breaks and plays with all my stuff and I have a feeling he’d just love a christmas tree. To climb in. To play with. To trash. To tip over.
Anyway, I’m gonna see if there’s anything good on tv tonight. No pub for me tonight. I’m hanging with my friends tomorrow instead.
These are sattelite photos of Hultsfred town centre where I live.
The red line is the main street which can’t be longer than 60 meters. It’s a small town. The red dot is the three story house where I live and the blue one my school.