I have been bad at updating again. What a surprise. The weekend has been calm, unusaully calm if you compare it to the ABH weekends.
I have been supervising my dear brother with his homework and hanging out with him one on one. Apart from spending hours together doing the homework we have been having cosy moments. Eating chips, candy and other junk while watching different movies, before bedtime (in bed). We have watched "Sherlock Holmes" which I liked alot and "Avatar" which I didn't think anything special of. Also our morning routine has been breakfast in bed infront of "Family Guy" can't get enough of this show. Tomorrow Daniil has an early day in school and shall be back by 11am. We have made plans already. "Family Guy" straight away, as soon as he gets back.
We also went ice skating on a lake yestarday. It was fun. Lake was filled with people, skiing, skating and some sitting in a sauna and jumping into the icecold water outside. Saw some bums and some other genitalia. Will post pics tomorrow.
It is bed time for me, went to the theatre and watched a movie tonight. Now falling asleep to "Arrested developement".
Night!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
How to be a bogan
I think the following video kind of explains what a bogan is. Hard to understand without living in Australia.
SHANNON a can of Bundy is one of the things to hold being a bogan, and you said there were no bogans in Yamba! Lies, all lies!
HOW TO BE A BOGAN
SHANNON a can of Bundy is one of the things to hold being a bogan, and you said there were no bogans in Yamba! Lies, all lies!
HOW TO BE A BOGAN
Bogan
Bogan is one of my favourite words that I learned during my two years in Aussie. Specially when it is said with a bogan accent. This is very difficult to explain, the way it sounds, but it is such a great word.
Bogans are one of their own kinds and can be found in various cities around Australia. I can't think of a group of people in Sweden that could be compared to bogans. The density of bogans gets higher as you go to small cities, either hippies or bogans. Mostly cities further away from the coastline. (this is not a fact, people might disagree with me, just my own experience). Sometimes they find their way up to the bigger cities or even small party cities like GC. Specially during scoolies (when all the 12 year olds come up to party for a week, they actually are 17 and 18).
This year I felt the scoolies, I kind of interacted with them. On my way home from Burleigh to Southport (takes an hour) one evening. I took the bus from Michaela. The bus was late, because it was a Saturday night and all the scoolies were getting into town, Surfers Paradise to paaarteey, on the beach. They are usually not let into clubs. So when I finally got on the bus, it was PACKED, scoolies everywhere. Drunk, disguisting and loud. I was happy I got a place to sit on in the front of the bus. The view infront of me: 2 BOGANS, one with a rat tail and crooked teeth, the other one smelling like an a ape, weirdly cut hair, and his bogan gf. The view infront of me was pretty much the same as in the entire bus. Anyhow.
Why the toopic bogan came up, I found this page: Melton Bogan on Facebook. Ofcourse I had to look. Melton is a city I think and Bogan is certainly not a last name. (I thought that I finally found someone called Bogan but nah). What I wonder is if it really is this greasy bogan person, being all bogan and not even ashamed or if someone just created it? His statuses are gross and the comments people leave on his wall are hidious...
I have a few bogan friends myself...They drink, swear. The amounts are MASSIVE. Some of them are alright.
There are many words you can put next to bogan to make it even worse...bahaha
BOGAN
Bogans are one of their own kinds and can be found in various cities around Australia. I can't think of a group of people in Sweden that could be compared to bogans. The density of bogans gets higher as you go to small cities, either hippies or bogans. Mostly cities further away from the coastline. (this is not a fact, people might disagree with me, just my own experience). Sometimes they find their way up to the bigger cities or even small party cities like GC. Specially during scoolies (when all the 12 year olds come up to party for a week, they actually are 17 and 18).
This year I felt the scoolies, I kind of interacted with them. On my way home from Burleigh to Southport (takes an hour) one evening. I took the bus from Michaela. The bus was late, because it was a Saturday night and all the scoolies were getting into town, Surfers Paradise to paaarteey, on the beach. They are usually not let into clubs. So when I finally got on the bus, it was PACKED, scoolies everywhere. Drunk, disguisting and loud. I was happy I got a place to sit on in the front of the bus. The view infront of me: 2 BOGANS, one with a rat tail and crooked teeth, the other one smelling like an a ape, weirdly cut hair, and his bogan gf. The view infront of me was pretty much the same as in the entire bus. Anyhow.
Why the toopic bogan came up, I found this page: Melton Bogan on Facebook. Ofcourse I had to look. Melton is a city I think and Bogan is certainly not a last name. (I thought that I finally found someone called Bogan but nah). What I wonder is if it really is this greasy bogan person, being all bogan and not even ashamed or if someone just created it? His statuses are gross and the comments people leave on his wall are hidious...
I have a few bogan friends myself...They drink, swear. The amounts are MASSIVE. Some of them are alright.
There are many words you can put next to bogan to make it even worse...bahaha
BOGAN
Wake up, WAKE up, WAKE UP!!!
I need Daniil to wake up ASAP (wont happen). He is not as retarded as I am and does not wake up before 1pm on the weekends. Specially if he goes to bed past 1am. I went to bed at 2.30am and was up at 7am. As I said retarded. It is now 8.54am, I still have 4 hours to wait. What am I going to do with myself? All I wanna do is to watch FAMILY GUY Season 8. Cravings!!! Need it NOW NOW NOW! Wake up brotherrrrr so that we can watch it!!! Pretty please...
Well while waiting I can post some images of a character that reminds of myself and pictures of my partner in crime.
Brian: You're drunk!
Stewie: You're seeeexy!
Well while waiting I can post some images of a character that reminds of myself and pictures of my partner in crime.
Brian: You're drunk!
Stewie: You're seeeexy!
Friday, January 29, 2010
French, Eng, Swe, Maths, Sciences, my oh my
My days are filled with pretty much nothingness and lazyness atm. The excitement start during the afternoons, mom and brother both come back from work and school respectively and my day starts. It doesn't bother me since I am a night person anyways. That is the time of the day when I become alive or am mostly active.
For a week now I have been making sure that Daniil does an adequate load of homework, assigning him exercises and supervising him. This was not very popular the first few days as my brother loves Xbox and guns, playing and doing zero amount of homework. A few days into it, Daniil got the hang of the rythm, started completing the tasks much quicker and having spare time over before bed time. Today, there was not even a single complaint about going to do maths. I love it, he loves it. My brother is a bright young man. I suspect him to be even smarter than me, but also lazier than me as well.
This weekend is filled with homework to complete, that consists of everything on earth from maths to sciences. In some ways uni is way easier than school. At least you have one major area that is divided into small and deeper parts instead of having to learn every little subject on earth. There is time for every different ways of learning, I have done my part of school and now I am doing revision. Doing my brothers exercises in all the subjects it feels like I did not do my best, there were things I did not understand, partially because of the language and other factors. I feel that if I did give it a moment, read it properly, did the exercises I would have excelled. This raises two issues.
1. I need to push my brother towards perfection, things that he will realise later, that he has to learn deeper and more about.
2. Same thing about uni, I will most likely think the exact same thing when looking back at uni work, helping my children, THIS wasn't as hard as it seemed, the issue is not my brians, it is the amount of time and effort that I put in to my studies.
It is easy to give up when it is hard, the key is to keep on pushing and fighting. I think that is the key to success and excellence!
Daniil has been a very good student today, done so much maths, that I would probably never ever want to see the effing subject ever again, but he is going at it tomorrow morning again...(1 000 exercises in 2 days)
Now we are going to eat chips, drink Coke(Daniil) ans red wine(me) and watch Sherlock Holmes! Good sibling times!!! Those are the best moments of your life!!!
Night night!
For a week now I have been making sure that Daniil does an adequate load of homework, assigning him exercises and supervising him. This was not very popular the first few days as my brother loves Xbox and guns, playing and doing zero amount of homework. A few days into it, Daniil got the hang of the rythm, started completing the tasks much quicker and having spare time over before bed time. Today, there was not even a single complaint about going to do maths. I love it, he loves it. My brother is a bright young man. I suspect him to be even smarter than me, but also lazier than me as well.
This weekend is filled with homework to complete, that consists of everything on earth from maths to sciences. In some ways uni is way easier than school. At least you have one major area that is divided into small and deeper parts instead of having to learn every little subject on earth. There is time for every different ways of learning, I have done my part of school and now I am doing revision. Doing my brothers exercises in all the subjects it feels like I did not do my best, there were things I did not understand, partially because of the language and other factors. I feel that if I did give it a moment, read it properly, did the exercises I would have excelled. This raises two issues.
1. I need to push my brother towards perfection, things that he will realise later, that he has to learn deeper and more about.
2. Same thing about uni, I will most likely think the exact same thing when looking back at uni work, helping my children, THIS wasn't as hard as it seemed, the issue is not my brians, it is the amount of time and effort that I put in to my studies.
It is easy to give up when it is hard, the key is to keep on pushing and fighting. I think that is the key to success and excellence!
Daniil has been a very good student today, done so much maths, that I would probably never ever want to see the effing subject ever again, but he is going at it tomorrow morning again...(1 000 exercises in 2 days)
Now we are going to eat chips, drink Coke(Daniil) ans red wine(me) and watch Sherlock Holmes! Good sibling times!!! Those are the best moments of your life!!!
Night night!
A "little" something that gives me chills
Государственный гимн Российской Федерации
(музыка А. Александрова, слова С. Михалкова)
(музыка А. Александрова, слова С. Михалкова)
Россия - священная наша держава,
Россия - любимая наша страна.
Могучая воля, великая слава -
Твое достоянье на все времена!
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
От южных морей до полярного края
Раскинулись наши леса и поля.
Одна ты на свете! Одна ты такая -
Хранимая Богом родная земля!
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
Широкий простор для мечты и для жизни
Грядущие нам открывают года.
Нам силу дает наша верность Отчизне.
Так было, так есть и так будет всегда!
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
No matter where I go, where I am or where I have been this is who I am.
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