The Time We Carried 5kg of Macaroni Around Town

The titles just keep improving 😛 I can’t disclose too much of this macaroni-business, but we have a 5kg bag of macaroni in our kitchen…
Actually, the macaroni was meant to be delivered at our doorstep, but for some unknown reason that didn’t happen and we had to carry it across town (not really, but I quite like the image of that).
Fortunately it was dark when the transport took place – I have a feeling we might have received some judging looks had we walked around with a giant bag of macaroni in broad daylight!

Just a regular Wednesday 😉

Anyway, student life has commenced once again! Halfway through second week already (when’s my first holiday coming up?)
I’ve been super busy with the whole tutoring-thing, and this week (or well, only Friday really) will be quite something. There will be more on that later (hopefully soon after Friday).



The day we got accused of smoking…

Do you know that feeling when you’re happily washing windows, not a care in the world, when suddenly the man who own the entire building you live in (he probably owns every single apartment except for the one we are renting) knocks on the glass (thank god it hadn’t been washed yet) and asks you “Do you smoke?” with elaborate hand signals.

Now, anyone who knows me is well aware of the fact I don’t smoke (and quite frankly I have difficulty understanding the people who do, just my opinion), so this question was rather surprising (to say the least).
I, of course, told him “no” to which he responded “… but your friend (referring to my flatmate) smokes”. Again, I told him “no, neither one of us smokes”.
– Yes, there is a lot of smoke (cigarette stumps) here *pointing at the corner of the building*
“Well, they’re not from us. Neither one of us smokes”
– Your friends smoke?
“No, none of our friends smoke. No one who comes here smokes”
– Yes they smoke. I know because I know no one who lives here, no owner smokes (and listen to this) You are the only one with guests. Only your friends come here.
“But none of our friends smoke”
– Okay, okay. This one time I can clean up. I give you 10€ bill you pay me. Okay?
“The are not from us………”
– Okay. And your friends don’t come here, okay? Because they smoke.
“Okay (I was ready to give up), but if our friends don’t smoke they can come here?”
-No, because they smoke.
“They don’t…”
-Well maybe I don’t want to work as cleaner, okay? Okay, bye.

Excuse me? What just happened?
Soon after, Juulia walked to the kitchen (she just woke up). I told her “Juulia, we’re being accused of smoking. Or at least our friends smoke”
– What?
And I explained this all to her.

I sent a text to our landlord explaining the situation and he soon replied: I’LL CALL HIM SOON.
The situation was made a billion times funnier because his texts are always in capital letters 😛
A while later the man knocked on (the now freshly cleaned) window *sigh*
He said “Sorry, I was sick bandit. Is not you”
– Yes, they’re not from us
“Yes, so sorry”

Excuse me? What?
I don’t think I want to know what our landlord told him… A while later he texted “I HOPE THIS PROBLEM IS NOW SOLVED”

What a way to start the day!
Anyway, our windows are now clean and see through! (sure, a few droplets here and there, but not covered in dust, mud, bird poop and all that “good stuff” 😛 Seriously, when I was done it looked like the windows were open (I did a good job 😉 )

Now, back to studying (three exams left; histology on Wednesday, physiology on Friday, and anatomy on either Monday or Wednesday the week after….. haven’t decided yet… probably Wednesday (8.6)



The chemistry of exams…

Haha this describes exactly how I feel about tomorrow’s chemistry exam 😛 I’ve studied, I’ve tried to understand… It goes beyond my understanding 😛

Fair enough I think my maths exam went better than anticipated – I didn’t cry or break down 😀 Although I think (know) I did something strange 😛


Beauty Standards – WTF World?!

Skinny legs and a thigh gap, stick-like arms along with visible hip-bones, hopefully infused with a bikini bridge… Hold on a second – where have all the curves gone? “Hourglass” anyone? A thin person will typically have the shape of a plank; even on all sides.

I think I can hear some men saying “We want curves; b**bs and a**!”. How does that go together with the plank?

Let me explain how I see this; society wants thin people (less fat-diseases), but people want curves? Hmm, perhaps not quite: I believe there are many people who want their partners to be planks with sticks for arms, yet they still want b**bs and a**. This is all very confusing, especially from a female POV.

Once upon a time in a clothing store I came across some bras which looked about the right size. I check the size tag; tiny! How come?
Answer: they were 98% foam (the remaining 2% –> 1.5% normal bra, 0.5% lace). The cups were like an extra set of breasts with little indents for your own assets to rest in. I-N-S-A-N-E-!

Before I go any further I feel I should tell you I’m not a plank from any angle. My top and bottom are mismatched to match (make your own interpretations 😛 ).

So, once upon a time in another clothing store. The jeans-section.
I find this pair of absolutely amazing and adorable jeans. They were close to a size 0. “Well” you say “couldn’t  you grab a bigger pair?”. I would have, but the store-person said they didn’t carry any bigger sizes. I had a friend (skinny tiny firned) try them on – they barely zipped! That was the last time I visited that particular store.
Once upon another time, jeans-section again. I found a pair of jeans that were my size. I go to try them on, they zip, but they looked like maternity pants. There was a freaking pouch at my stomach! Needless to say, I didn’t buy them.

Shopping for dresses (gah, such a love-hate relationship). I find the perfect dress. I go try it on – it fits perfect! Except for the top -.-”  I get a bigger size and it looks like I’m wearing a tent -.-””

I don’t understand the sizing system! Neither do I understand this huge desire people have to be thin! Sure, you should be healthy and all that, but a few extra pounds won’t kill you!!!

I’ll be returning to this topic in future posts as well… just a warning…


Talent FTW! Coolest coolness is cool!

YAY! So, right now we’re suffering form a serious backsplash of winter up here… it is cold… and wet… :S

Anyhow… anyway… anywhoozies!
I think many of you have seen this;

here’s a “sequel” (!!!) :

She can also SING !!!

Talent talent oh talent. I wish I had talent. In anything! I feel a bit desperate here 😛
Just kidding, I’m happy this girl is awesome!
(even more happy because she’s a Swedish-speaking Finn 😀 Yay for multilinguality)
(and sorry for making up words… I’m tired.)