October 12, 2004

Frost on the grass

I love Stone Soup. It's nice to hear some off the more off-beat NZ news. Like just now, learning from beautiful monsters that Tommy have a record out. Yay. Thanks to the interwebtional magic of Smoke CDs, now all the family can have one.

I've been listening to the mp3s online and feeling homesick, remembering dancing all crazy-like in Valve, while they jumped up and down singing about butterflies and gypsies. I haven't heard any of their music in years, but I still sometimes sing the song that goes 'I'm just like you, I just don't like you' (or something like that) to myself.

Another unremarkable day in grey Swedish-learning land. I despise institutions, and I particularly don't like eating in a canteen every day. I'm told that I have hostel-living to blame . . . which is odd, as I don't remember Weir House being all that bad on the food or institutionalisation front.

One would assume that my Swedish must be getting better with all this practice, but some days I really can't tell. Deep down, I suspect that all that is happening is that my English is getting worse.

Okay, I can see that I know a lot more words in Swedish. Now I know how to pluralise a remarkable number of nouns (you can't just bung an 's' on the end of a word). I know a lot of swear words. It just seems such a loooong loooong way from where I am now to being able to hold a conversation.

I'm also afraid that I'm turning into a big whinger. Det är många saker det är inte så bra, men jag måste lära något. That was my crap attempt at a sentence that means - There are lots of things that are not so good, but I must be learning something.

There was frost on the grass today, but it's not actually that cold. I'm not sure what this means. Is it dreadfully cold in the middle of the night? Should I be afraid? My first winter in two years...

Posted by eithne at October 12, 2004 08:59 PM | TrackBack
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