Det är lite skrämmande när man börjar reflektera att "förut tyckte jag om att göra si eller så", eller att "jag brukade tycka om att...". Varför skulle jag ha slutat göra saker jag tycker om? Är det så att jag inte längre tycker om det eller att jag inte haft tid att göra det, eller rent av tagit mig tiden att göra det?
Jag tror det handlar om ren och skär lathet. Att prioritera sina fritidssyslor helt fel och istället för att koncentrera sig på det som är bra för en själv fixar man med saker som "måste" göras.
Är det så det är att bli vuxen? Jag har exempelvis inte skrivit någonting här på ett år - det är en otroligt lång tid. Samtidigt som jag känt att jag haft en hel del saker att skriva om.
Om det blir ändring på uppdaterandet av denna blogg vet jag inte, men jag är helt säker på att jag kommer att planera in en hel del tid att göra saker som inte är några måsten, utan endast för att jag vill det :P Låter nästan lite bittert, så är det ändå inte, tror att jag kanske är lite mer egoistisk av mig än medelmåttan och därför är i behov av något mer "egen tid" än de flesta...
Ha en bra dag!
Friday, February 05, 2010
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Is Your Dad Playing Video Games?
Changes are always interesting and usually something that comes along while you do not really notice them.
When I was around 8 or 9 years old, I remember being the best in our family at playing videogames. My speciality was Mario Brothers one, on that gray nintendo, if anyone recalls.
For me this has, and probably always will be the classic videogame that can not really be beaten. I remember my mother being worried about me playing too much, and was always telling me to play less.
My parents were interested in what we were doing, so they did try to play the games sometimes. For us it was more amusing, since they did not really seem to know what they were doing, and did not really have a good touch of the game. They obviously did not fall for it.
Since I did not get many new games, the interest for these kind of games slowly dried out, but this phenomenon is to me very interesting.
There is a gap between generations; if you are able to say that your dad (or mom) plays video games, you belong to another generation than I do. I think our generation is the first one were the adult play games like these (in a larger extent than before). I am not sure if it is something that will continue, or if children of today will do something different when they grow up. I wonder how many children will feel neglected because their parent is playing videogames instead of spending time with them. How many people are lonsing their jobs for not being able to get to work for playing too late at night.
It is an interesting phenomenon, and it feels a bit funny to think of my own father playing videogames when I'm at school, but it could very well be the case.
-just a thought-
When I was around 8 or 9 years old, I remember being the best in our family at playing videogames. My speciality was Mario Brothers one, on that gray nintendo, if anyone recalls.
For me this has, and probably always will be the classic videogame that can not really be beaten. I remember my mother being worried about me playing too much, and was always telling me to play less.
My parents were interested in what we were doing, so they did try to play the games sometimes. For us it was more amusing, since they did not really seem to know what they were doing, and did not really have a good touch of the game. They obviously did not fall for it.
Since I did not get many new games, the interest for these kind of games slowly dried out, but this phenomenon is to me very interesting.
There is a gap between generations; if you are able to say that your dad (or mom) plays video games, you belong to another generation than I do. I think our generation is the first one were the adult play games like these (in a larger extent than before). I am not sure if it is something that will continue, or if children of today will do something different when they grow up. I wonder how many children will feel neglected because their parent is playing videogames instead of spending time with them. How many people are lonsing their jobs for not being able to get to work for playing too late at night.
It is an interesting phenomenon, and it feels a bit funny to think of my own father playing videogames when I'm at school, but it could very well be the case.
-just a thought-
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Revolutionary Road - the film
Based on the novel by Richard Yates it tells the story about the perfect couple, the perfect family and how to live a perfect life; Frank and April Wheeler, or as they are known simply the Wheelers.
Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet in the leading roles make up a long lost couple form Titanic, and both of them do a great job.
Frank and April Wheeler and their two children live in a pretty house in the suburbs. Frank has a steady job, a good income but does not really seem to like it over there. April is a stay at home mother, who takes good care of the house and children. To the people around them they seem to have it all figured out. And to start with so it seems to the audience as well.
Little by little more is revealed and you start to sense a longing of something more of what life has to offer. April comes with an idea that would change their lives forever and together they start planning for their new life.
During the days, April spends some time with the neighbour Ms Helen Givin, who seems to keep the Weelers as some kind of heroes, everything they do seem fantastic. Ms Helen Givin herself has a son, John, who has experienced some difficulties in life, and has been placed in a mental institution. In order for him to meet people from his own generation Ms Helen Givin suggests that she should bring John over one day if April and Frank do not mind.
The first meeting goes better than anyone can imagine, the Wheelers and John seem to be getting a long very well and it seems as though they have a lot incommon. They are all trying to live their lives according to their own dreams, not what society is expectimg from them. This fact is proven in their second meeting when Frank obviously has started to change his mind and continue living the life they have, instead of changing anything. This time Frank and John do not get along at all, while April gets caught in the middle.
Little by little there is a darkness crawling up on you in the film and it is dealing with issues that are still very much alive. What do we do with our lives, and why do we do it? Do we all get brainwashed from society with the thought of how life "should" be? How come we make certain decisions? And who decides who is insane and who is sane? To me it comes very clear that it is not the person, it is the society in which the person lives that creats expectations on how we should act and what we should say.
It is very likely that April never would have been satisfied with the move to Paris, and that there was something more missing in her life, but I do still feel that you should never stop dreaming and always go for what you want, even if it means going against the things you are used to. Sometimes it is very healthy to face your fears and try to get to a new level of being.
Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet in the leading roles make up a long lost couple form Titanic, and both of them do a great job.
Frank and April Wheeler and their two children live in a pretty house in the suburbs. Frank has a steady job, a good income but does not really seem to like it over there. April is a stay at home mother, who takes good care of the house and children. To the people around them they seem to have it all figured out. And to start with so it seems to the audience as well.
Little by little more is revealed and you start to sense a longing of something more of what life has to offer. April comes with an idea that would change their lives forever and together they start planning for their new life.
During the days, April spends some time with the neighbour Ms Helen Givin, who seems to keep the Weelers as some kind of heroes, everything they do seem fantastic. Ms Helen Givin herself has a son, John, who has experienced some difficulties in life, and has been placed in a mental institution. In order for him to meet people from his own generation Ms Helen Givin suggests that she should bring John over one day if April and Frank do not mind.
The first meeting goes better than anyone can imagine, the Wheelers and John seem to be getting a long very well and it seems as though they have a lot incommon. They are all trying to live their lives according to their own dreams, not what society is expectimg from them. This fact is proven in their second meeting when Frank obviously has started to change his mind and continue living the life they have, instead of changing anything. This time Frank and John do not get along at all, while April gets caught in the middle.
Little by little there is a darkness crawling up on you in the film and it is dealing with issues that are still very much alive. What do we do with our lives, and why do we do it? Do we all get brainwashed from society with the thought of how life "should" be? How come we make certain decisions? And who decides who is insane and who is sane? To me it comes very clear that it is not the person, it is the society in which the person lives that creats expectations on how we should act and what we should say.
It is very likely that April never would have been satisfied with the move to Paris, and that there was something more missing in her life, but I do still feel that you should never stop dreaming and always go for what you want, even if it means going against the things you are used to. Sometimes it is very healthy to face your fears and try to get to a new level of being.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Bortvald
Inte vald, borta, bortvald.
Att välja sin egen väg
Att välja att inte välja
Att välja att välja
Att vilja välja
Att välja vilja
Jag valde
Hon valde
Han valde
Valde vadå?
Sig själv?
Någon annan?
En viss riktning?
Att veta, att vilja att veta att välja
Vilja välja veta väg
Våga vilja välja att veta vilken väg man ska gå
Att vilja våga veta vilken väg att gå
Att välja och inte välja
Alltid ett val och en utgång
En riktning
Att navigera sig fram genom valen
Navigera genom den stora blåvalen
En gåva vi fått att avgöra vägen
Jag valde att inte välja och blev bortvald
Att välja sin egen väg
Att välja att inte välja
Att välja att välja
Att vilja välja
Att välja vilja
Jag valde
Hon valde
Han valde
Valde vadå?
Sig själv?
Någon annan?
En viss riktning?
Att veta, att vilja att veta att välja
Vilja välja veta väg
Våga vilja välja att veta vilken väg man ska gå
Att vilja våga veta vilken väg att gå
Att välja och inte välja
Alltid ett val och en utgång
En riktning
Att navigera sig fram genom valen
Navigera genom den stora blåvalen
En gåva vi fått att avgöra vägen
Jag valde att inte välja och blev bortvald
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Det senaste
En bruten hand, skrotad bil och ett hål i taket senare är det dags att aktivera ankkan i mig igen.
Jag såg filmen Revolutionary Road igår och måste säga att den direkt satte sina spår i mig. Borde nog ha läst boken först, men man kan inte alltid göra allt i rätt ordning. Den var riktigt bra och handlar om precis de rädslor och val vi ställs inför hela tiden. Vem är det egentligen som uppfinner spelreglerna? Och hur kommer det sig att det är så lätt att fastna, fast det är exakt det vi (åtmintone många av oss) är livrädda för att göra. När har man "fastnat"? Jag vet inte, jah måste ta till mig allt i filmen innan jag fortsätter, men jag rekommenderar alla att se den!
För övrigt har jag fortsatt med min Japanska med lika stor entusiasm :)Jag kände bara för att testa någonting nytt och anmälde mig till en kvällskurs. Två dagar senare påbörjade jag en kurs i Japanska. Fråga mig inte varför just Japanska, varför just då, varför inte?
Nu har vi precis avklarat hela hiragana alfabetet och jag känner mig mer och mer motiverad för varje dag, det är otroligt roligt att läsa språk, bara att testa på någonting helt nytt - det ska man aldrig sluta med.
Om en månad bär det av till Barcelona och sedan vidare till södra Frankrike - ska bli härligt! Våren, med allt vad det innebär tycks vara här och allt börjar vakna till liv igen, så även denna sida.
-ENJOY THE SPRING-
Jag såg filmen Revolutionary Road igår och måste säga att den direkt satte sina spår i mig. Borde nog ha läst boken först, men man kan inte alltid göra allt i rätt ordning. Den var riktigt bra och handlar om precis de rädslor och val vi ställs inför hela tiden. Vem är det egentligen som uppfinner spelreglerna? Och hur kommer det sig att det är så lätt att fastna, fast det är exakt det vi (åtmintone många av oss) är livrädda för att göra. När har man "fastnat"? Jag vet inte, jah måste ta till mig allt i filmen innan jag fortsätter, men jag rekommenderar alla att se den!
För övrigt har jag fortsatt med min Japanska med lika stor entusiasm :)Jag kände bara för att testa någonting nytt och anmälde mig till en kvällskurs. Två dagar senare påbörjade jag en kurs i Japanska. Fråga mig inte varför just Japanska, varför just då, varför inte?
Nu har vi precis avklarat hela hiragana alfabetet och jag känner mig mer och mer motiverad för varje dag, det är otroligt roligt att läsa språk, bara att testa på någonting helt nytt - det ska man aldrig sluta med.
Om en månad bär det av till Barcelona och sedan vidare till södra Frankrike - ska bli härligt! Våren, med allt vad det innebär tycks vara här och allt börjar vakna till liv igen, så även denna sida.
-ENJOY THE SPRING-
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Time for an Update
So many times I have started writing something but have been abrupted, like I might be this time as well.
I just realized something that really made me feel. Actually it is almost the opposite, someone that used to have a deep effect on me does not seem to have that anymore, and I think that is AMAZING and I am for ever thankful for that, but it keeps me thinking if that is always possible? To keep getting over people? It is positive, that we as people are able to move on, but it makes me doubt. As I will never, hopfully lose faith in "the love of my/your life", does it mean that I/you/we/whoever, will always be able to forget? Sometimes there are thing i do not want to forget.. I don't know, I am probably just a bit slower than "the awarage person" and do not forget as easily as you are "supposed to".
Good night:)
I just realized something that really made me feel. Actually it is almost the opposite, someone that used to have a deep effect on me does not seem to have that anymore, and I think that is AMAZING and I am for ever thankful for that, but it keeps me thinking if that is always possible? To keep getting over people? It is positive, that we as people are able to move on, but it makes me doubt. As I will never, hopfully lose faith in "the love of my/your life", does it mean that I/you/we/whoever, will always be able to forget? Sometimes there are thing i do not want to forget.. I don't know, I am probably just a bit slower than "the awarage person" and do not forget as easily as you are "supposed to".
Good night:)
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Neighbours
Time for an update
This time I would like to birng up the theme of neighbours. We all have them (even if they are sometimes a bit remote) but how many of us really know them? I suppose it depends a lot on how and were you live, but I usually just say hi to them and not much more, which is a shame. They could be the greatest people living, but since we do not speak, more than say hello to each other I do not have a clue. They COULD also be crazy, so maybe it is better not to know them.. What do I know?
However, since I just moved in to a new flat with my “signifigant other” we of course had to have a house warming party combined with her birthday. It was perfect, except for the fact that some of our neighbour complained.. I understand, we do live pretty close to each other, but everyting is very relative. I do understand that we need to respect eachother, but where do you draw the line?
The thing that after the party, we of course, apologized, or my friend did since she is the one living here offiscially. Anyhow, the response we have gotten is that no one has heard anything, and we have heard some rumors that there is a kranky old lady living in the house who do not like ANY noise. Obviously others have had similar kind of issues, so I guess we will have to invite her too next time, maybe she will actully enjoy herself? But the question remains, the ones who really stick to the rules, that you need to be QUIET at 10pm and ruins great parties (that are not even THAT loud) at 11pm, are they the ones that are “good” neighbours, or the ones who just try to live their lives and invite some friends to their homes sometimes?
This time I would like to birng up the theme of neighbours. We all have them (even if they are sometimes a bit remote) but how many of us really know them? I suppose it depends a lot on how and were you live, but I usually just say hi to them and not much more, which is a shame. They could be the greatest people living, but since we do not speak, more than say hello to each other I do not have a clue. They COULD also be crazy, so maybe it is better not to know them.. What do I know?
However, since I just moved in to a new flat with my “signifigant other” we of course had to have a house warming party combined with her birthday. It was perfect, except for the fact that some of our neighbour complained.. I understand, we do live pretty close to each other, but everyting is very relative. I do understand that we need to respect eachother, but where do you draw the line?
The thing that after the party, we of course, apologized, or my friend did since she is the one living here offiscially. Anyhow, the response we have gotten is that no one has heard anything, and we have heard some rumors that there is a kranky old lady living in the house who do not like ANY noise. Obviously others have had similar kind of issues, so I guess we will have to invite her too next time, maybe she will actully enjoy herself? But the question remains, the ones who really stick to the rules, that you need to be QUIET at 10pm and ruins great parties (that are not even THAT loud) at 11pm, are they the ones that are “good” neighbours, or the ones who just try to live their lives and invite some friends to their homes sometimes?
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