tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73642992825540728912012-02-12T10:15:43.119+01:00Completely nuts or...?Knasignoreply@blogger.comBlogger5161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-83693355978653019222012-02-12T10:13:00.002+01:002012-02-12T10:15:43.126+01:00

I was reading an article talking about extremism in our society. The writer was quoting something a massmurder had written. In my opinion, you shouldn't spread such things and media should stop showing pictures of the massmurder and to refer to what he has said or done. It is not a rule, just my opinion. She was also upset about some documentary (that I didn't watch) where someone had said that

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-87871381398512209932012-02-06T07:20:00.001+01:002012-02-06T07:20:44.935+01:00

"All those things that you are afraid of will eventually happen. Most things turn out to be less scary than you imagined, and the rest you didn't know anything about. So don't worry, just stay cool."

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-53405065983257928122012-02-01T21:53:00.003+01:002012-02-01T22:57:25.764+01:00

I had a plan. To travel. My plan was to show my children the world. It didn't happen. If you ask them they think we have been traveling, because we did some traveling in Europe. I always thought we would do the rest of the world some other time. Oh, but yes I forget, we were in Asia once. Why didn't I travel? What did I wait for? I think I waited for a parter to show up, because I didn't want to

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-35911305577198735322012-01-31T21:03:00.002+01:002012-01-31T21:03:58.561+01:00

A tired woman in a boring kitchen who is being interviewed about her problematic teenagers. That's my picture of a single mother. I never wanted to become a single mother in a boring kitchen. It wasn't my plan. But now I'm there. My face looks tired in the mirror. Any problem of my children is my fault. I am not kidding. If they do well they have good genes. Everything I do is wrong. But I

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-86335538120387473142012-01-30T23:05:00.000+01:002012-01-30T23:05:12.548+01:00

Sometimes I prefer writing to talking. Especially when the person I'd like to communicate with isn't around. But if you meet someone face to face and ask a question, you usually get some sort of answer. There is nothing I hate more than writing to someone in an important matter and not getting any answer. It is hard to read people's minds. Especially at a distance. It is very difficult to guess

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-31566167653287465942012-01-30T07:02:00.001+01:002012-01-30T07:02:20.269+01:00

Of course I know women and men are treated differently. But this is the first time in my life I work with men who don't bother to hide how they count women's work completely different from men's work. A fairly young man who expresses "oh, I'm in a meeting with only women" and afterwards to a male colleague "you should have heard them, those women how they went on" has he only been working with

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-72028435115106089442012-01-27T19:24:00.000+01:002012-01-27T19:24:22.068+01:00

It seems 2012 is the year when I'm seriously becoming an e-citizen. I've a using an internet bank for ages, but earlier I bought things in stores, talking to a sales person and touching the goods. These are my surprising experiences so far. Going to stores and ask for particular books is a waste of time nowadays. Since most people order books online they don't keep a large selection in the

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-73070496481206709372012-01-26T22:59:00.001+01:002012-01-26T22:59:54.114+01:00

Today I was invited to a two hour meeting to discuss something I'm interested in. Something I've been driving, without having the formal authority to actually make it happen. However I didn't want to discuss it for two hours. I knew the questions that would be raised, and I knew exactly what the outcome should be; some decisions. So I prepared and asked if I could run the meeting. We need to

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-81741748762418359032012-01-25T22:57:00.000+01:002012-01-25T22:57:16.087+01:00

Today I've found out that networking isn't really my bag. A person I know from a women's network asked me out for lunch. It was pretty nice, but when I think about it she actually managed to explain that she didn't want to be my friend, and she didn't appreciate my ways. She still thought I should help her to increase her business! It seems nowadays people want to see me because I've got a job.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-41788955120826708152011-07-25T22:46:00.003+02:002011-07-25T22:59:00.905+02:00

I'm starting to blog again. Not that I have anything to say, but if I don't write and speak enough I'm afraid I'll turn into a vegetable too soon. My grandma actually did that. Turned into some babylike person without brains nor memory. My grand-dad visited her very often for years and fed her with fruit, a very sad story isn't it?I rather try to keep my brain working or practicing as long as I

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-39218073832851846642011-07-23T16:08:00.004+02:002011-07-23T16:24:53.771+02:00

Terrible fearful things can happen in a peaceful part of the world. My first though when I heard about the killing yesterday was "computer games". Later when I read about it I realized it was not the case, but the killer had had normal training and has been practicing shooting in a shooting club. The problem was his extreme opinions and hatred.I won't write about the disgusting event as such.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-8304311766375419252011-04-12T17:07:00.003+02:002011-04-12T17:14:24.585+02:00

It seems everybody is renovating their kitchen these days. Must be good times for the "kitchen industry". And the good times will remain. Because lot of people are making their kitchen black. I'm sure it feels cool when it's new, but who wants to live with a black interior for a long time? Who wants to move into a dark place? My guess is that people will keep redoing their kitchens. Over and over

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-32531044800050953092011-04-12T10:02:00.004+02:002011-04-12T10:54:27.190+02:00

I've got this stupid question for years: Who will come to my funeral?It's not interesting, is it? Not constructive. Not positive. Not meaningful.I think I know where I got if from. When I was young one of my class mates died after some time of sickness. This young boy lived pretty close to me, and we had been attending the same classes since we were small kids. I think it was only he, me and

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-75332547162963503252011-04-11T20:50:00.007+02:002011-04-11T22:27:54.868+02:00

In Sweden we are very equal. Both parents take care of the kids, both women and men do cook and we are of course fighting to get the some salary level as men. But it has some implications to the social life of men and women.If you see a man standing with a door open in order to be polite, he isn't Swedish. Men do not hold up doors for women. There is a big difference when being abroad.A smart

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-67067717849857676232011-04-11T18:10:00.003+02:002011-04-11T18:16:10.251+02:00

I write too much. I definitely think too much. I want too much. How I know? I see it very clearly when others do the same thing."Speech is silver, silence is golden." That's easy to say!

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-77523568317769331412011-04-11T07:38:00.005+02:002011-04-11T10:09:16.175+02:00

First let's define the word. I define dating as getting to know individuals with the purpose of finding if you fall in love and possibly would become a happy couple. In my case it's all about sending a few mails, go out, having coffee together and chat on the phone. I know others who include having sex, but I define that as having an affair or having a relation, not dating!Let's generalize.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-10988637585265441252011-04-08T14:56:00.001+02:002011-04-08T18:41:22.192+02:00

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-41924174748509847972011-03-30T19:44:00.002+02:002011-03-30T19:52:55.498+02:00

He came to earth because I wished soI gave birth to this little fellowHe put his little arm around my neckI love this little fellowHe grew upI fed this little fellowHe's got his own opinionI argue with this fellowHe wants to take risksI don't want to loose this fellowHe won't give inNeither do I

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-35395428491278133792011-03-08T00:03:00.003+01:002011-03-08T00:10:27.861+01:00

My horoscope said if I should be really helpful today it would be very good indeed and pay off immediately. I was very helpful, amazingly helpful. I wouldn't mind receiving similar help. Guess if it was a success.It wasn't. At least not immediately.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-18917381216389835752011-02-10T22:57:00.004+01:002011-02-10T23:14:38.966+01:00

What will people (maybe we) say in 15 or 20 years about the trends today?I believe they will laugh. Laugh at all this "love yourself" and "appreciate yourself" stuff. Someone told me I'm supposed to tell the mirror every morning that I look damn good. I said I prefer to hear it from someone else.You must be joking, was the answer. No, I wasn't. I prefer to see some appreciation in other people's

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-4985671392111533542011-01-29T11:18:00.005+01:002011-01-29T11:49:17.128+01:00

Looking at the ads for luxury homes they deliver for free on Saturdays. What would it feel like to have the possibility to buy one of those estates or fancy apartments? Rather an apartment with a good location compared to a large estate in the countryside.I've never lived central in the city. It would be nice. Must do that sometime, while I still enjoy to eat at a restaurant or go shopping.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-78962016990118648062011-01-28T00:16:00.005+01:002011-04-08T15:18:26.926+02:00

I'm worried and get nothing done. Nothing apart from things I'd written down on a list. Maybe you know the feeling? I tried to analyze what was wrong and come up with a couple of things. I even went for a walk in the sun. It didn't help. Now I know what's wrong. I'm waiting for someone to find out that I'm not good enough. I'm not the right person for a job. Again. When will I be....?

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-16949411300386347862011-01-26T23:19:00.002+01:002011-01-26T23:23:30.749+01:00

I'm still around. I just don't have anything to share.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-40289786661902345222011-01-19T18:30:00.005+01:002011-01-19T18:40:47.612+01:00

Everytime I think I'll get a job soon I get happy. (My family knows what happens every time I don't get one I expect to get.) When I had a job I wasn't very happy... well, not that happy.Having a coffe in the sunshine makes me happy. Or drive the car listening to music, or do my favourite sport.The only cloud I see for the moment is my jobblessness. Otherwise the sky would be all blue!Let's

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-82708521858658928952011-01-15T12:36:00.004+01:002011-01-15T12:51:09.296+01:00

A woman told me in confidence that she was planning to divorce her husband."If your husband isn't appreciating you, I fully understand your plans" I told her, but I also made her aware of the situation in this town. There are lots and lots of single women who don't find any new love, or at least not a love that lasts. "Don't expect to live in a relation, you might very well be alone for the rest

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-3582660975945916062011-01-12T19:03:00.005+01:002011-01-13T08:52:01.094+01:00

Someone is calling me up. That's welcome. Well, most of the time it is. I know I shouldn't complain, but why does it sometime make me feel disappointed?If the person calling is a person I haven't spoken to for months, but still he doesn't ask how I'm doing, how the kids are doing, how is the progress of ... whatever activity I'm involved in. He just asks a specific question, talks about it and

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-60876467106879471142011-01-12T18:02:00.004+01:002011-01-12T18:17:58.899+01:00

I'm so tired of perfectionism. Why is perfectionism expected when there are no perfect human beings?I'm not at all perfect. Sometimes I miss a letter or a digit or a point when I write. You are aware of that if you read this blog. I often make small mistakes, but I try to correct them as soon as I see them. Unfortunately it also happens in my CV. That's so unnecessary. Why am I so careless? I

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-25006061829149375642011-01-11T20:51:00.005+01:002011-01-11T22:09:49.131+01:00

I watched "Sense and sensibility" once more. Isn't it fascinating that I spent my youth reading romantic novels about impossible love, good and evil, richness and poverty in all kinds of historical English environments? I think it is. I remember reading lot's of criminal novels too. Therefor I don't understand people who still read such things. To watch them of TV is OK, but to spend time reading

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-63163292117304911892011-01-08T00:01:00.006+01:002011-01-13T17:18:12.726+01:00

It seems everybody has given up on me. First of all they don't think I'll get a job. Apparently a bunch of people also don't think I will be successful once I get one.I am not used to ask people for help. I hate it. You would be surprised if you knew what I have managed on my own during the years. I will get a job too. Maybe with the help of complete strangers, some luck and hard work. I have

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-72027306985711038072011-01-06T00:07:00.005+01:002011-01-08T13:54:10.819+01:00

At school I had a teacher who loved basketball. She taught us how to play, and we practiced quite a lot. My dad who is a tall man also used to play basket. He had made a basket in a tree where I used to practice in the summer. At school I was the one who made the goals, despite my small size. I was actually the shortest and tiniest in my class. One of my friends who was much bigger used to

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-45244105442820250402011-01-04T14:35:00.004+01:002011-01-04T14:54:21.454+01:00

I've started to admit to myself that I do miss my ex boyfriend. I'm not saying that he was the love of my life, or rater I do hope he wasn't, because then I wouldn't have anything to look forward to. But I miss him.There were certain things about that guy that I appreciated, so now I'm looking at men I meet and trying to figure out if they are anything like him. The guy had feeling. That's not

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-21786908009214482482011-01-02T11:48:00.003+01:002011-01-02T12:39:35.284+01:00

Love is an illusion. I'm sure it's a self illusion. An illusion that I'm important to someone, someone who I'm interested in, which gives the other person a similar illusion. However we need such an illusion in the beginning of a relation and possibly during enough long time to leave a persistant memory or feeling. We also need to be willing to take risks because usually we don't know each other

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-1788091347908444342010-12-26T10:15:00.002+01:002010-12-26T10:18:57.708+01:00

How can you make this day a happy day for someone else?That's much easier, and probably much more benefitial than looking for happiness.I will try not to tell a few people my opinion, which would not make them happy.And try to make someone a little bit happy too..

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-72827408586860637192010-12-25T23:04:00.003+01:002010-12-26T00:25:00.592+01:00

I've been away over Christmas. Now it feels like a new year already. Full of energy in the same way. I should definitely do a bit of traveling more often.This year I'm going to believe in my dreams, whatever they happen to be like. And not pay too much attention to what other people think. We all live parallel lives, don't we.I like Christmas, but I think New Year usually feels sad. My new year

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-52255673670601015262010-12-22T23:06:00.003+01:002010-12-22T23:22:06.479+01:00

Some of my friends are going to spend Christmas alone. Not together with a family. Maybe they don't have one, or maybe they live far away, or maybe they choose not to. I do hope they're not going to be completely on their own. That would be a bit sad. I'm thinking of you.Some of my friends are going to spend Christmas feeling alone, while they are together with their partners and with their

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-73525439738109490092010-12-20T17:04:00.004+01:002010-12-20T17:24:03.723+01:00

I am not a perfect parent. I don't pretend I ever was. On the contrary, I now understand things I should have done differently, as well as what mistakes my parents did.Now I also notice other parents around me and what mistakes they do. I would like to tell them, but I know they won't listen. But it's classical things. If you tell a child that he or she is stupid, lazy, too small, too big,

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-86019878210814817122010-12-19T01:38:00.003+01:002010-12-19T01:44:37.384+01:00

Maybe I should add that I'm just an unemployed middle aged woman who is looking for a job (still). How depressing isn't that?Then when I get a job, I know happiness can't be taken for granted anyway, only salary and hopefully some colleagues. Happiness is a separate issue that I'm also looking for. Or maybe love is what I'm looking for...

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-32005584088223592112010-12-19T00:48:00.002+01:002010-12-19T00:58:49.163+01:00

Some days I just say to myself that I don't want to do this any more, not participate in this any longer, but it doesn't seem to be any good options than continuing.We don't know what the future has got for us, do we? All we know is the good things we have we won't have forever.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-25685755573433184362010-12-17T18:14:00.003+01:002010-12-17T19:02:26.981+01:00

Some guys have to tell everybody if they have been to a bar, how drunk they were and how stupid they behaved. We can easily imagine how silly they were without knowing all the details.It is usually the same guys who make rude comments about women, women's body parts or clothes as if they were talking to other guys only, but they also do it while women are listening.I can't help seeing a little

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-5670003952905520682010-12-17T13:11:00.004+01:002010-12-17T13:26:31.487+01:00

Let's say that you had a mask you could put on when you went out. Let's say you had different masks to choose between. You would then be able to see how people would behave differently depending on your looks.I now feel I have that possibility to make a certain change in my looks, and the difference I see in people's behavior is amazing! When people believe I'm in the same age and having the same

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-64497478947948175982010-12-16T21:11:00.003+01:002010-12-16T21:25:27.393+01:00

It seems men benefit from good looks when applying for a job, while women don't, according to some investigation. Yet, we try to look as good as we can... A female human resource rather pick a good looking man than a good looking woman for an interview. A man on the other hand hesitates to pick a female applicant submitting a too good looking picture but believes a good looking man is smart,

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-81609467971920906362010-12-15T22:24:00.006+01:002010-12-15T22:36:13.258+01:00

Someone told me I was brave today. You don't see brave people often, was the message. It was meant as a compliment. I'm not sure I am brave, I would never dare to make a bungy jump for instance. But I do dare to speak my mind, and I am not afraid to confront people if necessary, which is not common in Sweden. That's the way I am. Not Swedish main stream, and not always appreciated.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-26301450229869399362010-12-12T23:23:00.003+01:002010-12-12T23:28:54.110+01:00

I'm so sorry if you have ended up on my blog through some mysterious link. This is just a place where I write whatever comes into my mind. No train of thoughts or red thread to be found. At times when I'm a bit lonely and depressed the blogs tend to become even more uninteresting. Haha.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-57959912164199666942010-12-11T23:35:00.003+01:002010-12-11T23:43:35.580+01:00

I'm watching Sex and the City and trying to understand why "Carrie" is so self confident and charming. I honestly think her face looks like a horse and she body looks like as if she has been having cancer for years. What does it tell us about the role model for women's bodies? Her eyes are very beautiful at least when she wears makeup. Several people have complimented me for my eyes. Must try her

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-57861379910202181982010-12-10T23:32:00.011+01:002010-12-12T13:52:35.832+01:00

In Sweden we learn the European history, the darkness of middle age, as well as the times of enlightenment at school. The thoughts and the philosophy before the French revolution is very well known to most student, as well as how the ideas of equality and democracy came about in different countries etc.I am not sure all students in the rest of the world is studying the European history as we do.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-45909573128363304272010-12-08T17:10:00.006+01:002010-12-08T22:15:22.609+01:00

"Pling" means I've got a new mail? No. It just means something has landed in my inbox. Most of the time some business or technical news. Too much of it. Not really that interesting. Not any longer.Almost all the mails I get are automatically generated. Not especially intended for me. Most days I don't get any personal mails. It doesn't feel personal even if my name is included in the

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-36529301411971458442010-12-07T22:37:00.003+01:002010-12-07T22:46:46.948+01:00

Allergy in the winter. That's unfair. Allergy is something you have in the spring and maybe in the summer. Maybe at Christmas time, but not now. No need to visit the doctor. He will just tell me it looks like allergy. Yes, I know.He would ask if I've eaten something. Yes I have. Food.New soap, new shampoo, new washing powder? Nope, don't think so.Guess I'll just take another pill and pretend

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-2064794449341057892010-12-07T10:37:00.002+01:002010-12-07T10:41:07.561+01:00

After having seen Woody Allen's latest movie, I can't admit I'm reading my horoscope can I?Anyway, my horoscope tells me I'm going to start something big today. Let's say I will start something big one day, why not initiate it today?Never mind, I just happen to sign up for things today. And think about possibilities...You never know.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-49507984721440690022010-12-05T11:22:00.003+01:002010-12-05T11:47:35.107+01:00

Are you looking for attraction and a flirt?Are you looking for sharing thoughts and a soul mate?Are you looking for someone to help and getting a loyal friend?Are you looking for information or new ideas to get informed and inspired?Are you looking for someone to fool and smile at?Are you looking for weakness in order to feel superior?Flirting is always nice, sharing thoughts are wonderful,

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-68592959149443957092010-12-03T09:39:00.002+01:002010-12-03T09:49:48.445+01:00

Dear reader, you're very welcome to this blog. My best learning from life is, don't do as your mother taught you. If she was raising you as I was raised to always tell the truth. Forget it, if you haven't already done that. It's a lousy advice from our dear mothers. They just wanted us to tell the truth to make their live easier. If you are a bit like me, you think it's easier to remember the

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-7725115632963862682010-12-02T23:48:00.004+01:002010-12-02T23:56:14.192+01:00

But I think this is a good one.

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-57190344116321758362010-12-02T21:07:00.004+01:002010-12-02T21:20:17.211+01:00

I've learned that passion is important. One should be passionate about work in order to succeed.Therefor one should find something to be passionate about.People describe me as engaged. Isn't that almost the same thing, just a bit more civilized?I am not passionate about anything just now. Not even Christmas. I usually love Christmas carols.Un-passionate, im-passionate, non-passionate or

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-85741962713201086962010-11-30T20:16:00.005+01:002010-11-30T22:06:10.753+01:00

There was a popular Swedish comedy series called Solsidan, I think it was last year on Swedish television, about a couple of families living in a wealthy middle class environment outside Stockholm, and their struggles with all kinds of superfluous things, their goal to fit perfectly into the community and to look good (or rather "look best"). I believe many people could identify either

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As a mum I have given birth, I have fed, I have raised and I do love.Right and wrong is completely different when it comes to mothers. If you hurt your mother you are wrong, even if the facts show something else. Hurting a mum is per definition wrong.

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I'm perfectly fine. Today things seems much brighter. Now I have to rewrite a blog again. It is so easy to be misunderstood.If there are lots of people at your workplace that you know, who say "hi" in the morning, people who you chat with at the coffee machine, you're less likely to feel depressed.If you work at a small workplace or alone and you happened to wake up feeling down, you're less

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The question is "what is the point"? It feels pointless. Or pointfree, trying to make it all sound more positive.

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If I'm at a party or elsewhere where there is an opportunity to meet new people, I've noticed that when I talk to a man, if his wife is around she will immediately join us, so after a minute I'm talking her instead. I find that interesting. Do they dare to let their men go to work?Some women on the other hand usually point out that they are single within 30 seconds, when they meet new people. I

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Next time anyone asks me what I do, maybe I should answer nurse, hairdresser or I take care of children. Something female with a low salary. Most of them live nice lives since they have married someone who earns more. Why did I struggle myself?I remember when I was sitting in my parents bedroom and wondering about my future. I was studying in their bedroom because there were no other quite place

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Today I found out that my bank provides valuable advice over the phone on things like how to get a pension. A helpful man with a very nice voice spent quite a lot of time figuring out his best advice for me. When he asked "are you married, divorced or single?" I felt like answering "I'm single, how about you?" but of course I didn't. Later I got a mail with an invitation to contact him for

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Hope you didn't miss this one ... Linnea has been my favorite since then.

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What do they say? More of the same won't help, it won't do the trick. So, what can I do differently to get a job, to live my dream, to get ...somewhere? Everything, I guess.OK. I'll do everything differently from now on.Can't help including some different interpretations from Swedish Idol....

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Have you noticed the stories in some weekly magazines about people who are injured, seriously handicapped or unlucky in some other way? They fill people's need to feel superior, to feel happy and lucky, compared to the unlucky ones. It seems I fill that need for some people now. Some people start chatting with me just to find out what the status is, what are my financial situation, did I have any

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Last time I got an employment was when I met a female manager who recognized herself in me. She recognized the ambitious girl in me, the little smart girl she also used to be. We were the ones who always made our homework, and who got good results at exams. We took school seriously. Why were we so ambitious? We didn't get any more love by being ambitious. Did we even get respect? I remember

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I used to have this as my wakeup melody years ago.After some time everybody hated it.

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No more complaints. Here is one of my old favorites performed in a different way.

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How Swedish dads are taking care of their small babies is shown to the world as a good example. Well, of course it's important for dads to have a close relation to their kids and everything concerning babies doesn't necessarily have to be the responsibility of mums. Of course dads should change diapers and give food and look after their kids. That's natural, at least in Sweden. That's part of

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"For all the shit we go through when it comes to dating, relationships and all that nonsense --when it does work, it is so nice, so good and so wonderful, that it makes all the crap you have to go through to get there, worth it!"said by a friend of mine"Have enough courage to trust loveone more timeand alwaysone more time."by Maya Angelou

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I always thought a generation was the difference in years between parents and children. And also a group of people being born in the same timeframe. What is a timeframe in this context? Is it the normal age difference between children and parents, or is everyone born in the same decade or what? Am I in the same generation as everybody having children in the same age as I have?When someone older

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Today I'm more determined and angry than usual. At the large company most initiatives were rejected, argumentation were considered awkward and escalation, to bring things higher up in the organization were always punished. Now I'm not in the large company any longer, so I don't give a shit. I've realized that being eager, determined and to argue seems to be appreciated in the outside world

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What did I say, of course I'm learning new things... I'm taking a course right now.

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Someone explained I'm learning all the time" to me today. I like that attitude. I had a similar attitude when I was young. I collected experiences, as if I was filling up a backpack with "good to have" experiences. For the futureI'm still learning and collecting experiences, but I am not as patient any longer. Maybe because the future isn't endless any longer.It's like money. I collected money

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I must stop with stupid habit of blogging. I don't have any readers, ie to read this blog doesn't give readers anything, apart from some of my thoughts. Some time in the future I might regret sharing too much of my private life. It also takes valuable time. But I like writing... and to get things off my mind.

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I've just learnt a nasty way for surviving relatives to revenge themselves. The tradition when someone dies is to put an obituary notice into the paper with a cross and name, date, family etc.What people do nowadays when they don't consider themselves to be christian is to use some other symbol in the ad, something they believe was important to the dead person, for instance a sunset or a sailing

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Don't know who is reading this blog. Anyway, for friends living abroad, here are a few of the participants in Swedish Idol 2010. Isn't it amazing how this little country has got so many talents? Here is just a few of them.My obvious comments: Linnea dares to be different, Andreas has the best voice, Jay is the rockiest one, Olle is the troubadour and my guess is that Minnah is popular among the

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"We want employees with luck" said the manager and threw away a large pile of applications. That's a classical story.The other day I heard a new one in real life "we want people with flow, not people who are struggeling".Oh... I see. Guess they don't want a single mother without a job then.... If you have flow you are having luck, living with ease. What should I do? Should I pretend to have flow?

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I'm never going to see another advisor. They keep calling and offering their services for free. Haven't I heard "there are no free lunches"?They promise to give valuable advice on pension, insurance and how to improve the financial situation in general, by advising on funds etc. I bring all kinds of information as printouts. What do I get? Just mumbo jumbo.They just want me to sign paper and

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What they want to know in job interviews is not who I am but how I am. Some interviewers play games to see how I react. Even if I know it's a game, I'm no actress and therefor I'm myself.Probably dogs know it's a game, but they don't hesitate but run after things that's being thrown.How smart are dogs? I still hope they want me, even if I'm like a dog.

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As long as the possibility isn't zero there is a chance. Or a risk.That's what life is all about isn't it? Sometimes things happen.Some day...

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Taking a walk on arbitrary streets, and found some new streets to walk. Listening to arbitrary music on youtube, and happened to like some I found. Reading arbitrary pages in a new book written by a writer I don't know, and it's interesting. Should I call up an arbitrary person on my phonebook and talk about arbitrary things? Or just go on with the laundry...?

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Mr Mini Weisse is a great singer, he looks good, but why does his eyes look so empty? What has happened to him in his life? If he just could get rid of that attitude he would be great. He is young but he reminds me of singers as they were when I was a kid. Geir. What is he doing there? He is just trying to improve his existing career! I don't understand why people vote for a Norwegian

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First I find a good reason to state my opinion, then I find a very good reason not to do it. This might not be the right forum.

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Maybe I should remove the blog about the coldness in Stockholm.It all depends on how you look upon the world.A young member of the family tells me to stop expecting things from other people! Expect nothing...and be surprised.I'll start expecting things from myself instead. A lot.

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Standing outside my home by my car with the hood open. A man living across the street starts his car and passes me. A woman does the same thing. Where would that happen except in Stockholm? It takes 5 minutes to help someone with an empty battery to get started. To just ask what the problem is takes no time. I don't have a job. People trying to help me are with few exceptions not born in Sweden.

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In order to understand the feeling of being target for racism I have to use my own limited experiences.Ages ago I was studying abroad. The Swedes in the town were supposed to have a Midsummer party but since it was raining someone came up with the idea of having a party in a kitchen instead. It happened to be in my kitchin in my student corridor, where a few other Swedes also were living. Of

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Some people like to make beautiful things, some like to solve problems and others prefers helping people. Some people want to be important and others like to make money. I'm starting to believe that money is the driver for successful entrepreneurs. Many people prefer that someone else is making customers open their wallets.Today I asked myself, when listining to someone describing the joy of

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This song makes me remember a vacation trip when the kids got a cold with fever one after another. I had to stay with a disappointed sick kid in the hotel room. All I could do was to take some short walks when they took a nap.I realized that this song is great for walking uphills! Thanks Robbie for cheering me up at that particular time and other times too.

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In order to defend a politician who had been influenced by enterprises in a questionable way, a leader in a morning paper brought up another politician who might have been influenced by the opinion of some voters! Seriously?

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Some days, like today, I wonder what happened to that shy little girl who spent too many years listening to others. And where did that woman come from who can't stop herself from blogging, writing e-mails or talking especially in a group of people listening to someone lecturing for hours about interesting things but maybe not that complicated...

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Now people start giving me the advice to take a safe track. "Why don't you become a teacher?", they say. I'm trying to remember other occasions when I received similar type of advices, don't take any risk, don't buy too large, go for a safe job etc, and how I usually regretted having "played safe".I have no desire whatsoever to become a teacher. I believe there are already too many uninterested

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I have seen professional sales people in action. A successful sales person doesn't reveal to the customer what the purpose is, to sell. On the contrary, the goal should be something else, like give information and help the customer in some way. The goods could almost be shown by accident before the sales person leaves. The goods should of course be perceived as very attractive and almost

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Why was I so sad during the week? What was the drama about?I was just suspecting that a person let me down, when it came to supporting me on a job opportunity. First of all, I am not sure what really happened. Jumping to conclusions is something I do. Sometimes I'm right, but I need to remember that I'm not always spot on. Maybe I wasn't right, maybe it wasn't an opportunity for me.I'm really

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Music is like a time machine. This song makes me remember what thoughts and feelings I had during the period of time when I played it many years ago. It is one of my Chopin favorites.

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More Peter Cincotti. A very sad story as from the text. "Peter wrote this song for his dad. At the age of 13, he played in a New York club and between sets his father died of a heart attack on the doorstep of the club... "Compared to him I'm not at all sad because I don't have any such reason to be sad.I heard him live once and he made an impression...

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The number of people I can count on is decreasing.Emigrate to the moon, maybe?

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Am I the little child who come from a certain familyAm I the teenager and the young girlAm I the student and the young womanAm I the mother and the white collar workerAm I everything that has happened to me?No, I am the little child, who played different roles and survived those things that happened to meMy plans? To grow older but not pretend I'm not the little child.To play the role of a grown

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Take a chance on meGonna do my very best and it ain’t no lieIf you put me to the test, if you let me tryTake a chance on me(quote from ABBAs song)

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It's not because of the dance I include this video on my blog. I'm not sure I fully understand the lyrics. But there is something about having everything and yet asking yourself "what is this and how did I get here?" that gets to me. It gives me such an empty feeling. The same feeling I get when people talk as if only status matters.

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I am into science. I am the one who always question things and want to see sources and evidence. I think astrology is just superstition. Horoscopes are for ignorant people who are easy to fool. Then can anyone explain why I read my horoscope? And why I pay attention to it? - Because I feel helped by it. It makes me think. There are often coincidences. Could I replace the horoscope I get via mail

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The cultures in the East and the West are much more different than we can imagine. I have some personal experience from the cultural differences from when I was working in a global company.At one time I was working with a group of people in the large country in the West. I had the task to advice them in a delicate matter. I went there, I listened to their plans, and I told them to change

Knasignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364299282554072891.post-56628553849661188682010-10-08T09:32:00.005+02:002010-10-08T10:34:30.431+02:00

I usually ask people for advice. I want to know other peoples opinions. I who always have an opinion about everything, usually want to make sure I have understood several different viewpoints before taking decisions.When I look back on the decisions in my life, it is with mixed feelings. I can clearly see that sometimes I've been following a strong feeling, sometimes I've been influenced by

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