October 25, 2004

Never leave burning candles unattended

I just tried to post a comment on my own blog. Apparently my "comment could not be submitted due to questionable content." I'm not sure if it was the F_word (Fionnaigh) or the mention of Weir House food.

Re. Weir House - Mostly I was just enthralled to be served up three meals a day. I've never been particularly good at regular food preparation. And Fionnaigh? How is it that you have better Swedish than me?

Today I am blogging to avoid things I should be doing, like my Swedish homework. I haven't blogged for a while, having made a brave attempt to instead be doing the things I should be doing. This has got me, of course, absolutely nowhere.

Quick recap:
On Thursday, the day of the week where we 'choose' our classes for the next week (Pah! We sit around while someone come and tells us which classes we can take), I asked to change class. I've been incredibly bored with repeating the same things ad infinitum. I was told that I can't change until next week, and unfortunately my persuasive powers are greatly limited when I have to talk Swedish.

That's puttting it kindly. Basically all of my redoubtable wit and sparkling elegance with words is reduced to a five-year old's 'but I don't want to'. I have new-found sympathy for five-year-olds.

As of Friday, I have come up with a new plan. Instead of sitting quietly in class as we repeat last week's homework, I will become Little Miss Smartarse - but we've already done that . . . ohh ooh mee mee, I know the answers (think Hermione from Hary Potter). I'm hoping that they will get bored with me and want to shunt me on and out into the working world.

One of the teachers came up to me in Studiehall today, and said 'you laugh a lot' (in Swedish, of course). I said "Okay, sorry" (see what I mean about the wit and sparkling elegance?). Then he said, "no no it's good". I'm not quite sure what he was getting at, but of course I noticed how often I laughed for the next hour. It was rather a lot. It is a funny place. Who wouldn't laugh?

It's Ramadan at the moment (no eating from sunset to sundown, if you're Muslim). As it turns out, about half the school is Muslim. I can see that things might be rather grim for them, but I am revelling in the echoing space and lack of lines for seats in the cafeteria.

Kungsgatan is very lovely at the moment. The whole avenue of trees has turned vivid yellow, and the ground is covered in golden leaves. It's yellow up and yellow down and yellow all around. It's a bit like tripping into an alternative universe.

In other gossip today, I went to see Sky Captain and the World of Tommorow on Friday with Jenny. I enjoyed it (although Jenny didn't so much). It has a very unusual aesthetic, a mixture of old movie and old comic book (apparently all computer generated - cor, what they can do with 'puters these days). Plus, of course, it had Jude Law in it. :)

It was fun to have drinks with Jenny too. We visited the English-speaking pubs and competed on who could tell the difference between Swedish people and foreigners on sight. I fail miserably, as it turns out. One woman I was sure was of Pacific Island descent turned out to be from Småland (yes, thank you Jenny for asking!). Humph.

We also made a brave attempt to go to a Samurai exhibition on the weekend. Unfortunately it had moved to the Sjöfarts Museet without telling anyone (okay, I admit it, I only put that name in there because it amuses me). Instead we saw an exhibition about Stone Age people and Vikings. I learnt a lot of terribly useful new vocabulary.

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