Why I despise horror movies!

Hello dear readers, I'm taking over for Sidsel this week (because I'm so lovely) and since I had no idea of what to talk about I've chosen the topic my friend Markus suggested: "Why I hate horror movies!" So here goes. First of all I don't understand why people want to get scared. Seriously, after I watched The Ring (at the age of 13) I've been scared every time I was alone in a dark room. A couple of days afterwards I would jump up from the chair when the phone rang as well... So why this need to be scared of something? I suppose some people get some kind of adrenalin-kick out of it or something but me on the other hand, I just get so scared that I can barely sleep. Once I was at a classmates' birthday party and we watched The Woman in Black (with Daniel Radcliffe, HARRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING), and it was filled with jumpscares I was dying. A girl I didn't know the name of was stroking me on my back when I hit my face at Camilla's shoulder. That is not an amusing evening in my opinion.

Secondly  I don't like the plots, well I mean, I don't like the non-existing plots in many horror movies. Though I haven't seen many horror movies (luckily) but those I've seen didn't have the greatest plots and from what I can tell from my friends that is very common in this genre. So why, why watch them if the plots aren't even well-written?

Thirdly I don't understand how people can be so stupid in these films. Seriously, if you hear a mysterious noise from the dark, cold, old part of the abandoned house you're in, don't go near it, run for God's sake! Try using your brain for once! But no, of course not, they have to see where this noise comes from and BANG then they've been killed by a ghost girl who was drowned in a well years ago. I don't get it, really, I don't. Horror movies are filled with cliché characters who are just plain stupid and we all know that only one or two of the people in the film are going to survive anyway and it's never difficult to guess who - the main character!

No I don't get this genre mostly because it scares the living *beep* out of me but also because they have uncreative and not-surprising plots with dead boring, cliché characters who are most likely going to die anyway... Yep, Sille is out!

Copenhagen, wuhu!

I've been so busy that I only just realized that it's my turn to write and the clock is ticking closer to my bedtime, so I'll make it quick this time I think. This week I was in Copenhagen with my class for 3 days and oh my I didn't get much sleep! We started Wednesday, taking the train during school-time so we 'sadly' missed a couple of lessons. I spent most of the time eating candy in the train and taking pics of my classmates because no one else was doing that. When we arrived we had to go the National Museum to see an exhibition about The Modern Breakthrough - all I have to say is that it was burning hot in there and that our Danish teacher had already told us everything the guide was saying. So we rushed out of there, found a nice little restaurant (the girls and I) and then we went drinking. I don't like beer at all but somehow I got persuaded to share a Tuborg with Camilla and later a Carlsberg with Thomas plus a shot. Ew, ufff, alcohol! But it was a rather amusing evening, I think the guys managed to drink a box of beer in 1 ½ hour and there're only 6 guys in my class, so you can calculate yourself how many they drank each! I think I'll add a little picture of our 'party-time'. Either way I found out that the girls snore a lot. A lot! And loud! So I didn't really get much sleep.

The next morning we went off early to see "Klunkehjemmet" in English "The Victorian Home". I was really surprised by the beauty of this apartment from the late 19th century and our guide knew how to keep us awake during it all. But we had to hurry to catch a boat to the opera! We had bought tickets for the dress rehearsal for Shakespeare's Othello. It was amazing to sit in the opera and the stenography was beautiful. But one of the main singers wasn't allowed to sing so her solo which lasted 10 mins was a tiiiiny bit boring since you couldn't hear anything besides the orchestra. But all in all it was incredible! I'm probably never going to do that again since a ticket for the actual show costs a lot (and is in Copenhagen of course). Afterwards we had some spare time in the city before we met up at Christiania to have dinner with our teachers. It was a nice restaurant, wow, but it was the expensive in Christiania the cheaper one was filled up with people smoking weed and other kind of drugs. Uff what a smell! Then I went home to the hostel with two of the girls and we spent most of the evening in the guy's room where I ended up sleeping since I was too tired to move back into my own room. Let's just say Jacob wasn't pleased to see me sleeping in his bed and that he still farts in his sleep. How lovely. But the funny thing is that the guys didn't snore as loud as the girls so this night I actually got to sleep an hour or more!

The next morning (and the last) we went to Assistens Cemetery to visit the graves of famous Danish people like Søren Kierkekaard and H.C. Andersen. Our guide was an amusing man so we survived it with a smile on our lips. Next came a little tour with a guide who told us stuff we already knew so most of us didn't really pay much attention and I can barely remember which places we saw. Then we had to hurry to catch a bus to the train station and we were already heading home. While waiting in Fredericia I witnessed Jacob and Thomas drink whole milk without thinking it was rather odd and Andrea took too many pics of Camilla and I fooling at the train station floor. We were home in no time and Camilla and I spent the evening in my living room watching Sinbad and eating chocolate while being very tired.

And that was it! Was that a quick one, I don't know. I hope it wasn't too boring. Anypotter, Sille is out!      

Stuck in the past

After a discussion about royal families, and it got me thinking about whether countries, like Denmark, that still have royal families might be a little stuck in the past?
I guess there no real point to having a family that just receive lots of tax-payer money to do nothing, you might have guessed that I personally am slightly against the idea of royal families. One of the things I've heard people say in defence of royal family is that the royal family symbolises nice traditional values, to which I go, yeah? Like absolute monarchy? There's a reason why the people at some point overthrew their kings (and queens for that matter), because they didn't have a say in the decisions made, and they wanted to have (just like with the Arab Spring...)
Maybe countries hang on to royal families like people hang on to things after a break up that remind them of an ex. Because maybe it was bad times at the end of the relationship, maybe it was bad times most of the time, but that's not what we remember. The human memory truly is an evil things, it keeps playing tricks on us...

I apologize for not having a lot to say this week, but it's just been so busy and I kind of want to just have some time off now...

Update time and such

Hello there! Today I'll give a little update about my life since Camilla and I couldn't come up with any good themes for this week's blog.  So how's my life going these days? Well I've almost been in 3.G for a month now (it's the last year of high school I think) and it has passed by in a split second. Next week Sidsel and I will be working on our AT-project-thingy about homosexuals in the USA and the week after that we'll be going to Copenhagen for three days with our classes. I'm going to the Opera to see "Othello" over yay! Either way I can't believe that I'm already at my last year of high school, seriously I can't be over yet! I'm not ready to 'move on' and 'grow up' and decide what I want to do the rest of my life...  (Problems, problems, problems).

Apollo (Camilla) and Artemis (Me)

Anything interesting to tell? I've sailed in kayak for the first time a couple of weeks ago, I was terrible at it but I did it without falling into the water so that's something! I've also signed myself up to a fitness center so now I have to be all sporty and stuff... Furthermore I'm trying to survive having math A (highest level) on my own which is not going too well but I suppose I'll get a hang of it at some point, thank goodness I have Markus as an extra math book! Though I do have at least four math books and at least three math programs on my computer to help me out. More? Yes, in school we had our 'silly-picture' taken for the yearbook! My class was dressed up as 3. Athens (since I'm in 3.A it has to start with the letter A) and Camilla and I were dressed up as the Greek gods Apollo and Artemis. Look at the lovely picture! 

More? Hmm my parents keep asking me these days why I don't have a boyfriend and I'm starting to believe that my mom thinks that my brother (age 15) will get a girlfriend/boyfriend (who knows eh) before me but honestly that would just be hilarious. I mean I could tell that girl a lot of embarrassing stories about my brother, actually I'm looking forward to do that some day! Oh and talking about my brother he told me today that his boss (and my previous boss) offers me to return to work for 2 days in December because they need people before the Christmas lunch/party and I'm considering to say yes. Well I do need more details about it but honestly if I get paid the doubled of what I normally got (which I will since I'm 18 now) I could earn a lot of money in just 2 days. And I can always use money, I'm going to the cinema too often these days and fitness isn't cheap either.

Anypotter I think that's it, I can't really come up with more. So a little shout out to Camilla, congrats on 'catching' yourself a boyfriend, don't forget all about me! To Sidsel, happy (late) anniversary with Chrisie-Q, goodness I've never seen you so happy before! To Markus, meh, I have nothing to say to you or I think I forgot since it's late and I should be sleeping... Do your homework girl! Sille is out!  

some stuff, maybe

I goofed up and forgot to write last week because my (which is my usual writing day) was filled with assignments and friends.
So I'm taking this week instead, and I thought I'd write some 'poetry' because I felt like it.

I fell in love with words,
kind and charming words,
I feel them smile at me,
the fell soft and warm into my heart,
and I slowly fell in love with the words.

I stayed as words became promises,
hanging on to every promise,
the fill me with love and hope,
the daily reminder of why I fell in love.
I stayed for the promises,

It all turned into waiting,
the pain and loneliness of waiting,
every day that passes is one day till you're here again,
you're all I think about when I'm waiting,
separate but together in our waiting.

I've waited patiently for your touch,
the warm feeling of your touch,
the careful hand on my face,
the gentleness of your lips on mine,
I feel everything in me burn as we touch.

That's when I knew this is love,
when you held me it was all love,
the warm sticky, fuzzy feeling in me,
the pain when you walk away with a promise of "see you soon..."
I know when you give me the important words, that this is love.


Yep, that's it, I'm made of cheese and ooey-gooey emotional stuff

Another welcome back and stuff

Sidsel's been pushing me to write this week's  blog so here it comes! And since I don't feel very creative at this moment I'll copy her theme from last week's blog - and I feel like a bad person if I write about happy things since Sidsel talked about all the things she's bad it. So here is a list of some of the things I'm terrible at.

1. I'm very bad at remembering birthdays, even my grandparents' birthdays I find very difficult to remember. I once forgot Sidsel's birthday and I honestly don't think she'll ever forgive me for forgetting it - but it's the 26th of February HA, I've learned my lesson. Odd enough I'm good at remembering other stuff, not that I have any examples right now, but I suppose birthdays simply are my weak spot or something like that.

2. I'm terrible at getting things done. Yes it's an awful habit I got but during the summer it has grown stronger and out of control. Some days I barely leave my room and get nothing done and other days I clean the house, rearrange my wardrobe, go for a run, see my friends, go to the cinema, read a book and still pick up my brother after work. But since the summer break is over I'm hoping that this bad habit of mine will disappear because with all my homework I need a more structured working day...

3. I can't socialize in bigger groups. Well "can't" might be to exaggerate but I actually got an example. I went into to town during the holiday with my friend Markus and I had agreed on meeting his maybe-future-girlfriend-maybe-not in there. As soon as we caught up with her I stopped talking completely and Markus had to pick on me before I slapped him and started talking again. So when I'm with people I don't know or simply a big group I always shut and listen. It's terrible habit, really, and I hate it - but sometimes I get the feeling that I don't have anything clever to add so I just keep silent instead.

4. The last one is a very personal one but I think it'll do me good to get this off my heart. I'm very bad at controlling my feelings. This might sound very weird but the truth is that I gladly give my love to anyone who gives me a hint of liking me back. You can call it a bad habit or whatever you want but I have tried things and been through things I could have avoided if I had been able to control my feelings, just a tiny bit. But that's life I suppose, very poetic or something.

And on that note I think I'll end this blog. I'm not sure if I did well or not but at least my dear Sidsel will be happy now. Take care people! Sille is out!

welcome back, and I'm bad at things

The summer is now drawing to an end, seeing as I start in school again tomorrow, and so it is, back to school - back to blogging. I thought I'd kick off with a rather personal one, because I had to say goodbye to Chris this Friday after having spend four out of my six weeks off with him.

I thought I'd  tell about things I'm not good at, you could in fact say I'm terrible at more than one of them.

1. I'm not good at breaking a habit, people who know me just a little have probably heard me say at some point that I'm slight OCD, I'm not the "I like to put all my pencils in order, I'm sooo OCD" kind, I'm more of "the so terrified of germs that I have to wash hands three times before bed" kind of OCD. And I've for the last year tried to get rid of this habit, partially because my family is starting to worry, but also because I myself is afraid of what it'll turn into if I don't stop it now. At the same time I've watched Chris get rid of his nail biting habit, one nail at the time, and while he's been succeeding, I keep finding myself at the sink before bedtime. It can take years before I kick a habit, and it's always been that way, so yeah, not what I'm best at.

2. While I'm terrible at getting rid of an old habit, I'm equally bad at getting into new habits, like when I go travelling, you rarely find milk with the same low fat percentages as in Denmark, so I simply don't drink milkI till my body screams for it.

3. Another thing I'm truly bad at is falling asleep, even after a long day, I sometimes can't sleep before 3 or 4, and if I'm in my own bed it gets even worse. I can lie in the bed for hours just trying to fall asleep, some nights I read more than I sleep, because even though I'm tired it's easier to read than to sleep.

4. I'm bad at telling people what I really think, which has resulted in me agreeing to things I didn't mean just because I'm unable to say that I don't agree. It does also mean I've lost friends in the past because I couldn't figure out how to write a simple Facebook-message stating that I miss them. I guess most people have something like this with their crush, but I have it even worse with just my family. At some point as a rebellious teenager I decided that it's uncool to tell your parents you love them, and so I haven't for years, though I do of course love my parents it just feels to weird to tell them now. I really hope I'll get better at this in the future.

5. Last but not least I'm terrible at goodbyes, I don't like goodbyes, I guess that goes for most people, but I'm utterly terrible at them. When I look back at every important goodbye in my life, I always did something wrong, and in some cases I even decided that I'd rather pretend I forgot to say goodbye than actually doing it. My most recent goodbyes have mostly been with Chris, and I've always been the overly emotional one, and I guess it's natural to be emotional after having said goodbye to the person you love the most, but I'm terrible at dealing with it. I'll usually hold it in till I'm alone, and then go through the whole goodbye again.

And now here I am having to do one of the things I'm the most terrible at, saying goodbye, so ehm, I guess, that's it...