fredriks swärje

New frigging promo

2007-10-27T19:09:00.000+02:00

Ni vet sådär äckligt nöjda som bara DJs och oskulder kan vara när det väl beger sig?

Så ÄCKLIGT nöjd är jag med min nya promo så jag beslutade mig helt enkelt för att spamma er stackare med mixen i vanlig god ordning! Kom gärna med konstruktiv kritik och hurrarop om så önskas

KLICKA PÅ MIG

AA - So Far (Original Mix)
Da Funk - Pay Attention
DJ Romain vs Tommy Bones - Originate
Emjae - What Happened to Disco?
Fakin Moves ft Scott Wozniak - Lately (Spin Science Instrumental)
Groove Garcia - Bubblemaker
Lissat & Voltax pres. Betty Bizarre - I Teach You (Pony Dub)
Mr Fiction - Nasty Beat (Original Mix)
Elektroheadz - Shit Talker
Sebastian Leger - Little Bug (Original Mix)

Må så väl! Det gör jag!

As the Stars

2007-09-04T21:58:00.000+02:00

@adrien:
Je sais pas s'il est mieux ou pas mais pour l'instant il me plait plus! D'avoir eu 1 jour de Weekend et de maintenant avoir 3 c'est cool!

At least I've figured out like every title on my future album - just have to get the music and all the texts together. It could get really interesting - and hopefully something I'll be proud of! If no-one likes it, shit the same - it's still an accomplishment!

I hate being sick by the way, well sick this way anyway! I got such a sour throat I don't know how I'm going to be able to sleep tonight! I'm full of self-pity and introspection too because being sick makes you able to think and do things that you otherwise perhaps wouldn't be doing. Normally that is - but there's no normal when you're like this!

Getting deeper..

Peace, love and respect.

Innit

2007-08-27T22:31:00.000+02:00

Jee-frigging-ee-sus! Last night in liberty..! These holidays have gone by extremely quick so right now it's time for a new class, new mentors, new structure - but in the same old building!

Gotta say I'm quite excited anyway, I mean, it CAN'T get any worse than my other class so at least that's quite something right there. Know about two or three, know the names of so many more but they all feel like strangers anyway! Guess that comes with the experience of being abroad for almost 10 months!

Just a couple of weeks ago I also discovered the fact that I'm going to get FREE weekends..! Which means - NO MORE SCHOOL SATURDAY MORNING! Golly golly, what to do with all this spare time? Lucky I actually wrote a list today on the train home with stuff I need to have in mind for this semester..! I'm looking forward to everything right now!! Getting to know the class, getting all the projects going - including "the" project, searching for an appartment for next year and everything else!

Loads of love to everything and everyone!

NP: EMBEE - TRANSITIONAL AREA [2:40]

The Touch - Maximization Nation @ Nöjesguiden Awards

2007-08-17T14:12:00.001+02:00

This blog-thing I had going quite of died as soon as I got home, didn't it? Can't blame no-one but myself really! I've had so much to do, so many people to meet, places to be and things to plan for. Hopefully this'll get it up! Last night I had von Panbäck, Ek, Jesper, Victor and Sofia over for some magic and chilling which ended up with me and Jesper discussing stuff until the clock struck 03:24. Time flies! After two enormous weeks 27-7 French I'm up for the "challenge" again. Escaping to Stockholm Saturday (maybe even Uppsala..?), Gothenburg Wednesday and even later again Stockholm!

ORD! The Touch<3

Frigging amazing - maybe one of the future-talents of Swedish House-suprastars! Lets get re-re-re-retarded! I want that SETUP! NOWZOR!

My Golden Thread

2007-07-13T02:19:00.000+02:00

<3

Gotta love Eva - I don't know how many times she's saved my rainy days with her majestic voice. Why'd you have to go so soon? You make me shed tears, you make me smile, you make me shiver and you make me whole. Thanks for still living through your music!

Loads of love! Fredrik

At Peace

2007-07-12T13:00:00.000+02:00

Ah yesh - this has been quite an extrordinary month. Oh-so-funny and yet-so-depressing at the same time. There's been loads and yet loads of parties with happy people, drunk people, depressed people, lonely people and much-about-ordinary people too. There's been the exams with everything included. There's been Paris with Oskar and Robin, there's been "Up North" with Mom, there's been Böle with Robin, Hanna and Karoline. There's been Magic, film-nights, reading, crying, smiling, missing, going apart, thinking and much about everything.

I've never felt as stressed as I have during this past month - extending even until now. How can it be that when I find myself in my own country, my own city, my own family with my own friends I just feel lost even though I definitely know my way around.

There are times I feel like this is nothing but hipocrisy - why all these fake smiles from people who really wants to do nothing else than to spit at you or just walk away..? Oh how I sometimes wish for people to walk away. Seriously.

"Vi brukade vara bästa vänner/men nu när vi ses säger vi knappt hej
Du brukade vara någon jag kände/men inget nu påminner det minsta om dig."

Stress stress stress, wooohoo! I'm not feeling a least bit ready for my mother's birthday-party Saturday. I assure you that it's going to get fun - but right now I'm not "innit" yo.

Can't decide...!
vs

Enough babbling! See y'all later! Loads of love!

Fredrik

One night in Paris

2007-06-22T14:35:00.001+02:00

Yeaaah, couldn't have imagined how expensive this trip would become...

But hey, you only live once right?

Paris is awesome, the guys are awesome and everyone's just really laid back!

No "real major" mistakes yet, right?

Love from Paris

Fredrik

12/9 - Let 'Em Run

2007-06-12T12:17:00.000+02:00

@anonymous:
j'essaye de ne pas être trop nostalgique, mais quand on trouve des photos pareilles, on ressens un peu la nostalgie tu comprends? J'ai fait pas mal de choses dans la vie donc si je tombe sur la nostalgie ce n'est point bizarre(: Jag saknar dig också!

Sitting here, taking a pause from all my obligations really - doing everything I possibly can today. Which means - the dishes, the cleaning, the moving, the calling-around, the buying, the listing - gawsh! It's tiring but good fun when it's all done!

I just read my email and I got to say - SPAM- headlines are just about the funniest thing ever. Or howabout Mr. Giles U.Felice who urgently has to speak to me about, guess what?

OATMEAL OSTRICH! - What the...?

Or the kind lady Diaz Peg who's so-so worried about SPOKEN PNEUMONIA that she has to send a letter to me. Russel is definitely burning for COMB THRIVING while Romeo tries some modern poetry with the not-so-clear-headline TRACK MEET SNEEZE.. Could you, Romeo, pleeease explain to me what kind of emotions you're feeling as you write your what-not-theatrical-headlines?

Off to work! Got to fix it all!

Love
Fredrik

My hopes lie like Glitter

2007-06-07T10:03:00.000+02:00

Just looked through some really old photos from way back - gawsh I kind of miss those times. Or do I? Dublin, Russia, my room, winter, snowboarding, Jamtli museum, Robin going on 18, me leaving France. Gawsh, how time flies.

@adrien:
C'est tout à fait vrait que le titre maintenant est un peu bizarre mais "la Suède de Fred"? En plus, ca ryme... L'horreur.
@Karin:
Skratta med, helt klart, det var därför jag skrev det också(; Det är bara att höra av sig om du behöver prata, jag lyssnar så gärna så!

Love
Fredrik

Hell - It's About Time

2007-06-04T23:53:00.001+02:00

Wow, can't believe it.

I seriously can't! Who'd have thought it? Who'd have thought that after a mere 3 days I'm already beginning to long elsewhere? I don't really know what's wrong either, I'm just showing up here where all these memories start rushing back and forth through my mind. Why I left, who I were, who I've become and how little everything's actually changed.. I mean, hey, I didn't actually expect something drastical like someone moving Domus or something, but come on, 2 new roundabouts - is that it? I mean what the FUCK..?! Is it too much to ask for - a little change..? I can't even feel that you people have changed though it's probably so.

Gawsh, I miss my friends in France, I really do, but right now I don't think that going back would actually help anything - anything but confusion maybe.

Some of you are so valuable while some of you just fucking exists. I can't imagine me saying this but it's true.

And is it really worth talking? Would it do any good? Why is it up to me to excuse myself, to do the right thing, to be so bloody regretful and heartdyingly fucking up-and-over-in-tears? I just don't want it right now. Sorry for not being sorry.

@deg:
visst är katten helt galet bra? =) Tack för att du finns!
@karin:
jag tror jag fått din lilla lagoma depp-sväng helt plötsligt - men jag ser framemot att träffa dig igen, verkligen. just nu vill jag bara prata och få skratta med dig.
@Skie:
I know it's frustrating homie! Att inte få ha tillgång till internet när man vill, var man vill, hur man vill - gah! Fast nu sitter jag ju på den egna datorn och bara njuter! tack för att du ringde idag, grymt skönt att höra din gotländska stämma!
@Delphine:
There's not much this year has not offered. It's been frigging amazing and I owe it to you all. Thank you for everything. I've come out alive, kicking and changed. (I'll try at least weekly(:)
@Alda:
Thanks alot, right now when I'm here, I wish I was somewhere else, bizarre huh? Yeah, six weeks, but you got siw weeks with Victor - take good care of him for me! Nice meeting you to!Bisous=)

Love
Fredrik

My Sweet Shadow

2007-05-29T11:26:00.000+02:00

It's all hipocrisy,

it's all lies.

It's all a bloody show

for better or worse.
Is it time to let go?

@adrien:
Merci merci merci pour samedi soir, c'était GE-NI-ALE carrément.. Je me suis rendu compte que cette petite compteur me fait chier aussi.. Putain, je regrette d'être moitié/moitié mais c'est bien comme ça que je suis.. Et, ben, déclare ta flamme - tout de suite(; T'as reçu les photos d'ailleurs?
@aron:
yeah, sâ gâr det när man är international player. (=

So two days left and I'm both excited and bouncy, crying like a baby and soggingly longing for my two lives to unite instead of going apart. I love you all, I love you all so bloody much it hurts me. No matter nationality, no matter origin. I love you - you and you and you too!

I'm looking at all photos and it's been a long year after all - filled with joy, regret, troubles, friendship and love. It's hard letting go - but it's time..! Or is it? NO! This is NOT forever - this is NOT letting go! Letting go means giving up and even though I'm "moving" I'm not giving up - never.

Love.
Fredrik.

26/5 Go out, Get fucked

2007-05-26T15:47:00.000+02:00

So why doesn't it feel awesome to be Fredrik? You've got wonderful friends in more than two countries, a loving family, a nice girl to talk to when you're down, a job, good grades and everything in shape.
I just feel so torn. Torn and caught in between everything. In the middle of a fucking who-knows-what. I guess that's it. I don't want to go home - at the same time I do - more than anything in the world..! I'm going to miss everything at both ends, and this whole thing's turned badly infected.

(Thanks to Dixie Chicks - Not Ready to Make Nice:
Forgive sounds good/forgive I'm not sure I could.
They say, time heals everything/but I'm still waiting.
I'm through with doubt/there's nothing left for me to figure out.
I've paid a price/and I'll keep paying.
I'm not ready to make nice.
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and I don't have time to go round n round n round.
It's too late to make it right/I probably wouldn't if I could.
'Cause I'm mad as hell/can't bring myself/do to what it is you think I should.)

All cheers..! All fun..! All laughs..! No tears...!

Otherwise - One concert, 2 shows and 4 days of almost constant repition - in one week!

Till mor:
Jag vill hylla dig med dikter
jag vill hylla dig med sâng
se dig strâla utav glädje
gâng pâ gâng pâ gâng
Du är den starkaste jag känner
jag är stolt att ha dig som mor
även fast jag är härär min kärlek till dig stor.
GRATTIS PÂ 50ârs-DAGEN MAMMA!!!!

@karin:
Haha, jaha...? :) Promenerar pâ spâret..? Illa! Nu har mina pengar tagit slut igen sâ jag kan inte ringa pâ ett tag! Men jag hoppas vi hörs innan jag kommer till Paris?
@julio:
Inte sant...? Stryk ska dom ha tycker jag - att dom inte bara kan acceptera att vi inte vill? Bah!

Love.
Fredrik

Now You See

2007-05-20T01:51:00.000+02:00

@deg:
Självklart! Fast nu lär nog balbilderna på er båda bli svåra att slå! Jag menar titta bara på hur vackra ni är!!
@delphine:
Je dis strictement que je suis malcompris d'elle hein.. Elle VEUT pas du tout comprendre - donc - elle me fait trop ch.. Mais c'est vraiment naze quoi, surtout elle qui n'est point faite pour être au pouvoir!
@karin:
Inte sant..? Dom är galna - dom är dumma i huvudet (okej okej, inte alla as usual) dom är fransmän! Ledsen att jag inte svarade pâ ditt SMS - har INGA pengar alls då jag ringde slut på allt till Oskar :)

It's time to open up the old treasure cave of poems written in France..

English:
your passionate hands
under my skin
reaching deeeper than before
under my skin
touching
teeth to feet,
hair to heart
torso to skin

Swedish:
ännu en meningslös sång
en hymn & ballad till livets gång
till kärleken och livet
till tavlor, film och allt skrivet
en värdelös repetition
blir till en krossad ambition
och diktens tid blir inte lång

French:
Allez, c'est parti
je le fais aujourd'hui.
J'explose, je suppose
c'est mieuw pour ce que je suis.

15 minutes of fame and ticking. Thanks for a wonderful BBQ today! Even if it rained - it was fantabulous!

Love love love.

Fred (10,5 in History; 14 in Philosophy)

15/5 Burning

2007-05-15T11:15:00.000+02:00

@aron:
Yeah.. Men han kan posen fortfarande - det är det som är skrämmande haha!

@karin:
Âh, ja, just det gjorde vi ju.. Haha!

@Ruub:
Det gäller att veta vart man ska leta! Har du andra schoona bilder tar jag gärna dom ocksâ ;)

Alright.
That's it.
I've had it this time. It's time to put the foot down. BOOYAH!

Entering the Lycée today - the principal overheard me in a conversation so she actually took hold of my arm and said with a beaming smile. 'Fredrik! I would love to talk to you - right now.' Going over the conversation I just had in my mind I couldn't find anything that she possibly could reproach me for. Oh no, oh no, it's all that jazz again..

"I think it's regrettable, really really regrettable that you're leaving France so soon, without passing the exams - or anything. I've just talked to the vice principal and we both agreed that we could find you another place to stay so that you can pass the exams you're here for."

But, ma'm, I've already bought all the tickets, I've spoken to every single fucking one of you, counting you out because the Vie-Scolaire (those who deal with the students and everything concering them) said I should.

"That won't do you ANY good to talk to them! You should come DIRECTLY to me of course, that way we'll find you a nice family so you could pass all the tests!"

But, ma'm, everyone have been saying that I should talk to the Vie-scolaire okay? And besides, I've never claimed that I'm here to pass the tests, you follow?

"Yes yes I know, but if you'd been talking to me, we could house you elsewhere and like that you couldpass the tests anyhow!"

(BUT WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING LISTEN!?!?! YOU GOT A FUCKING DWARF IN YOUR EAR..!??!) Ma'm, thank you, but seriously speaking - I'm here to learn French and not to pass the exams.

"It's a shame it's like this, you could've had all the nice papers and diplomas to justify your year here, and to pass them on to your further education!"

(NEXT TIME YOU MENTION THEM - I'M GONNA SHOVE THEM SOMEWHERE WHERE THE SUN AIN'T SHINING - COPY...?!?!) Thank you, it's so nice of you to propose these things. This shows you're really concerning.

"It's normal, ha ha ha - allez Bon journée"

Isn't it ENOUGH already..? What the F*CK do you want from me - seriously..?

Hopefully you're all much better - this spoiled my day.

Love you all.

Fredrik

Digital Fingerpaint

2007-05-12T18:17:00.000+02:00

RUUB, the Only one! Cider, an awful haircut and those everpresent fingers! Paris oh 7 baby - we're gonna have a goood time!

@Karin:
Haha ja sjukt läskigt var det att knyta ihop banden sâdär... Men varför skulle jag blâsa dig..? Sâ farlig är jag väl inte? ;)
@Prysse:
Njaa, kan du tänka dig F.R. glida in pâ dansgolvet pâ Seven till senaste Timbaland..? Hmm... Jo du! :D Det stämmer! Nu är det bara 19 kvar! Jag kommer hem 1:a Juni klockan 19:50 - mycket tidigare än vad som det var tänkt först det är därför som det ser ut som det gör nu! IIIIP! Snart fâr jag peta och krama pâ dig igen! Mys!

I can't escape it.. This mixset is def. one of the best I've ever heard...!
NP: Way Out West live @ BBC Radio 1
It's SO sick! It's SO great! Groovy baby, groovy!

Arvid, who can beat this goodlooking fella'? || DEG! My favorite-dough! My little dreamer :) See you soon darling!

Tina, Robert, Jonna - Oh so beautiful you all are! :) || Högen Persson! In his hiiigh time baby!

Anton! Haha! The daily industries..? This mofo's hot!

I just wanted to honour my wonderful friends! A shame that I don't have photo's of all of you! If you feel like you should be here - and you should - send me your photo and I'll do my best!

Loads of love!

Fredrik

Embrace Me

2007-05-07T09:41:00.000+02:00

I just wanted to show my respects to all you concerned of the terrible accident who struck Östersund Saturday-evening.

Love, respect and support. My thoughts go to all of you who were close.

tied tight
bound in
held right
we'd win.

I Never Wanted This

2007-05-07T09:20:00.000+02:00

@Ruub:
Fucking fantabulous! Paris oh 7 baby, vi kommer att knäcka! BeastieBoys!

@Delphine:
Ne te stresses pas! Ce n'est point grave, tu auras ton bac de toute façon..! Le truc pour compter je trouvais ça rigolot c'est tout.(=

Right-o ladies and gentlemen! I've just been surfing around all your blogs and secret diaries and all that jazz just to come to the conclusion that you are pretty much all alright. I can say I frigging envy you guys being off to cally and all! I hope you've had the time of your lives over there! If the next lineup for Coachella turns interesting - I'm sure I want to get there too..! And Âsa darling, Fredrik Reinfeldt isn't one eeny-teeny-weeny bit of party whatever Google wants you to believe.

Otherwise, I'm feeling good. A part from Sarko being elected yesterday and all this weekend has still offered some good times. I've spent most of it 'locked up' in my room listening to some good-ass music, writing letters and reading books. But most of all I've been SMS-chatting with a girl in Paris I met last weekend! The creepy thing - she's the daughter of Estrad Norr's boss..! She knows people I know by name and hearsay! Eerie! It's a too small of a world!

Love and respect!

Fredrik

(Armin van Buuren ft. Justine Suissa - Never Wanted This (Original Mix)
Motorcycle - As the Rush Comes (Gabriel & Dresden Dub))

Sputnik

2007-05-05T22:47:00.000+02:00

Dailymotion blogged video
Movies_best_parkour_scene_ever
Video sent by sortie69

Why the hell can't I do that...?

Destroy Rock & Roll

2007-05-03T18:25:00.000+02:00

ZZ Top.. Destroy!
Van Halen.. Destroy!
Pink Floyd.. Destroy!
Tina Turner.. Destroy!
The Pretenders.. Destroy!

Haha! Tom Neville's remix kicks the shit in to this original dancefloor banger! Thank you Mylo!

Phew - some few huge rocks just lifted of my chest right about now, I started my long bloody discussion which probably will cut some scars - but hey, at least now I've learnt something invaluable!

Go public schools yay!

Damn - didn't realize how little time I had left, and I was going to write so much!
Well well, I'll get back to y'all later!

Love!

Fredrik

Played:
Mylo - Destroy Rock & Roll (Tom Neville Remix)
Goldfrapp - Human
Twisted Sister Tribute - We're Not Gonna Take It

Leeroy Thornhill - Miami Bassmix

2007-04-24T10:52:00.000+02:00

Yeaah!

Suddenly everything's "en route"..! I can't imagine I'm soon leaving, I mean come on? 10 Months, how could they've flown by so fast?

Tickets are bought - in all directions and I'm going frigging home!! WAAAH! First though, one more month of school, one weekend in Paris, one day in Palavas, preferably a tan and tons of fun. It's aaaall going down!

So how did the elections go..? Let me tell you - it was bloody terrifying. More than 30% of the votes went to Sarkozy while Royale only managed 24-25%.. After watching their speaches though - I realized why almost a third of the french voted for Sarkozy whereas a fourth voted for Royale. He speaks extremely well while she speaks like a bloated toad high on whatnot! 3 minutes of enflaming, inspiring speach vs 15 minutes of complete shite.. How the ... did she think things through? It was a horror and a disaster but at least she made it to the second round..

Tonight, well at 13:00 I'm going away too! This time we're holding a concert in Moulins 2 hours north of here with our school-choir! Had to buy myself a pair of black pants, a white shirt and a black tie yesterday 'cause I didn't have none of it.. What does one not sacrifice for art..?

Right now I'm off to lunch with Ben and Fab, so I'll catch you all some other time, okay?

37 DAYS BABY, 37!

LOVE to all of you!

Fredrik

Looptroop - Heavy Rains

2007-04-23T09:06:00.000+02:00

But it's all sunshine here!

Just some ordinary photos from my everyday life!

Me and Marion taking the bus. {} The guys were doing... something.. Apparantely it was another day TOO hot for tees.

In order to stop A.I.D.S. and H.I.V. amongst drugaddicts - they can now change their syringes at these type of boxes..! Isn't it a stroke of genious? {} Yah - I've bought myself a new pair of glasses, my old one's went Kaputt as we say in Sweden.

Rugby photos!:

by ~Scheikz on deviant ART

Newport - Judge - ASM
The game finished 46-29 to ASM who did a great match.

"Newportians" doing some training. {} ASM supporters wave their flags as the ASM scores again.

On Top of Marvel Hill

2007-04-22T18:23:00.000+02:00

@Ruub:
Sâ sant - man fâr passa pâ och ta tillfället i akt nu när jag befinner mig i vinernas land - fast vinfylla är ingen höjdare, man blir bara filosofisk och djupsinnig haha! Men sant är det att vint är fint!(= NU ÄR DET INTE LÄNGE KVAR din lilla sumprunkare! Det kommer bli äckligt och helt sjukt galet äg..! Men hur gâr det med planeringen..? Hänger Robert med? Hur bergsäker är Oskar och alltihopa..? Beastie Boys fo' life beaatch!

@Alda:
Hey you! Aah cool! Yeah the Saturday in Lyon we spent together the four of us rocked! Such a shame though that there weren't more of us. But I can't complain anyway! Haha that's frigging evil of them! They didn't want to be social or what was their problem? Hihi - yeah, I imagined that your little escapade of going somewhere, somehow with something wouldn't work out perfectly well - but hey - you got away from Lyon right? Haha thanks :) The last two one's were just some ugly photos we decided to take before leaving. Boys will always be boys!

So I took the test I announced in a previous post and decided to post my scores:

Adaptive Pitch test:
At 500 Hz, you can reliably differentiate two tones 1,2 Hz apart.
Score: Less than 1,5 Hz VERY GOOD

Rhythm test:
72% correct
Score: Above 70% VERY GOOD PERFORMANCE

Tonedeaf test:
72,2% correct
Score: Above 70% NORMAL PERFORMANCE

Besides that, Lòlindir Séregon, is my elvish name, Cap'n Hubert Fancypants, my Pirate one, Diamondtrim F. Sneed should be my Pimp-alias whereas 3 Dollar Bill should be my Prisonbitch nickname. By the way, I'm Venom and Flash and whereas a Vampire would be my most likely killer, I'd easily defeat Freddy Kreuger.

Yeah yeah - I had a little freetime - it's true. I'll give my lifestyle:

L.O.V.E. to all of you - see ya'll in Paris!

Fredrik

Gravitation

2007-04-13T23:00:00.000+02:00

Sounds nice right..? ;-)

I've just been through a WICKED weekend - well in fact, the entire holidays were quite wicked! 10 days with my mother - where I started "sick" and actually got sick so I had to go to a doctor.. Did anyone believe me? Of course not! Haha! That's life.. Went to the mediterranean with the family - visited both family and friends and we went of course to the Haribo candy museum in Uzès! Perfect - now I got candy 'till I die - if it doesn't eat me first..

I then spent one WICKED holiday "here"!

Satturday I got up around 06:30 to be able to take the bus which left at 07:42 from here. As a matter of fact - I got up around 07:00 and took the bus at 08:16 I was just too lazy! Didn't matter much though since the train for Lyon was going at 09:00. In Lyon I'd decided to meet with my man from L'Anneny(? Spelling ?) Viktor the Swede! He met me at the trainstation at 11:30. I can't BELIEVE the detour the train does! It's frigging horrible! So instead of 1,5 hours it takes TWO AND A HALF..! Gawsh. Tried to sleep much of the time but it didn't work very well with all that beautiful scenery.

We decided to get some bikes instead of going around by metro or bus. 2€ - one day - no destinations! We biked around, we sat down and ate, spoke to a Mother and her daughter for almost the entire meal, and as we were going over the bridge to the older parts of town - Viktor realized he had 3 missed calls and one message as he answered his phone. It was the german guy Kevin who, according to Viktor, didn't want to tag along.. Apparently, he'd been waiting for an hour and a half... We rushed back on our bikes, met the guy at H&M where he bought numerous clothes and where Viktor bouth a pair of shorts and I bought myself a belt. Sweetness - the last thing I'm going to spend "big" cash on. Stuff or mostly Money has been slipping too much through my hands lately.. We met Kevin, hooked him up with something to eat and went again on our bikes to the old neighbourhoods when Viktor got another phonecall - he's beloved Icelander - Alta! He went back to pick her up while me and Kevin kicked back to some Reggae by the cathedral! BABYLON!! We also got a number of free hugs by people walking around with signs everywhere.

We met Alta, kept on walking, stopped for some more Reggae and later dropped of Kevin and Alta by the Metro where they would (and I quote): "Take a metro somewhere, then take another metro somewhere and then take the train somewhere."

Riiiight....!

Me and Viktor got ourselves some Pizza outside the trainstation before I got on my train back to good old Clermont. I knew I was arriving too late to catch a bus and I definitely didn't have enough dough to spend on a cab so I tried my luck by Hitching! This really nice roots-guy pulls up and says he can drive me 'wherever'. He drops me off just at the crossing beneath the house and he doesn't even want some form of payment! Officially I met some people at the train and they were going in the same direction.. *Hrrm*

With the ongoing elections I had to take a picture. The two destroyed posters are Le Pen's (it wasn't me - this time) and Segolène Royal's.

Kevin in the background and Viktor in the foreground - WE'RE BIKING!

Reggae in Lyon!

Couldn't pass this one by - my mind suddenly rushed to at least three people. Can you imagine which one's..?

With Reggae comes love - and free hugs!

Kevin, Viktor and Alta walking around in Lyon.

After an entire day of walking and biking I got quite tired.. So did Viktor!

Love to everyone!

Fredrik

Moan

2007-04-12T19:02:00.000+02:00

Yeah! I've just sat through 70 minutes of pumping House and Techno thanks to DJ Laszlo's April Promo - it's funky ladies and gentlemen!

I just wanted to take the opportunity and promote these tests for all my musical friends out there!
It's hard! I'll tell you that, so don't be too ashamed if your scores are low..!

Take the tests here!

Otherwise I just realized one thing - I'm going to 'quit drinking' - I mean - I don't want any liverproblems or shit like that later and what good does it serve to fuck up your head once in a while - I can have so much fun without booze anyway! Don't get me wrong here, I'm neither addicted nor a constant drinker - and I love the tastes of wines, beers and ciders, but I don't feel the need to get myself drunk. End of discussion.

With only two months left to the exams in France and in Sweden I wish everyone on both sides good luck - I'm too lazy to even try it this year I'll have it coming for me the next!

Speaking of which! This summer is going to be wicked! I'm coming home, I'm going to see Beastie Boys, Yran, tours, loads of friends and I'm seriously thinking of getting myself some REAL gear - I want to see how good it could get! I hope I have the time to meet as many of you as possible before you all disappear in different directions!

Roll call! How many of you are going..? It's probably going to be all three days for me!

Love to everyone and everybody!

Bisous

Fredrik

12/4 - Arcadia

2007-04-12T13:31:00.000+02:00

Just look at the guys! I don't know what it makes you think about, but I'm getting some serious vibes of a certain someone - haha!

11/4 - Tomorrow I'll Be Gone

2007-04-11T12:49:00.000+02:00

@Anonymous/Delphine: Haha it's irony! It was almost perfect - and yeah, I cut myself much more than you managed to cut me! No worries!

@Marion: Je vais me rappeller de ça! :) A ce soir!

Fredrik's going Happy! Mother's coming in! // Mother eating a yoghurt with her glasses!

Mother walking around! // This museum is.... interesting... Rolling trashcans - FOR THE WIN!

We went on an animated tour of the Chateâu de Je-ne-sais-plus-quoi with my hostparents. We were guided around by the quartermaster of the Castle and met up with different characters throughout the tour! It was actually not at all just for children! I liked it alot, so did mother, and it reminded me loads of my work the past summers at Jamtli.

They showed how to fight in tournaments, use typical arms and how to fire a catapult.

The "medieval" sire who controlled this little piece of castle! Beautiful surrounding nature and a well organized garden.

This was the real bridge we had to cross to get over this type of waterflow.. Beautiful as I said, right..?

Springtime in two ways.

Would you believe it..? With my hostfamily - during my mother's stay - we made a small tour EACH day! That means - 4 tours all and all - with the family who's never taken me out on anything..?! This is from our small tour to "Puy de la Vache" - Cow's Peak.

The snow was still there - but I decided to look in another direction - I want summer, I want spring! And it's quite a view from the top I can assure you!

This is Gaëlle, my Mother and me posing on a rock - taking a breather. I did quite some bouldering on top of the volcano! // Found these gorgeuos small yellow flowers as we hiked down!

All for this time!

Loads of love from the Family livingroom!

Bisous

Fredrik

1/4 - I'm Missing You

2007-04-01T20:35:00.000+02:00

Vârtecken! / Signs of spring / Signes de printemps

"You need a bit of Sweden..?" | Colourtime!

Mickaël decided to help me - reluctantly!

How will it turn out...? | I'm not sick in the shower - it's the colour going away

Before | After
[Due to the lighting you can't see much difference but trust me - it's there..]

So right now I've heard people saying:
"You're not SWEDISH anymore!"
"I thought you were goodlooking before.."
"Take that away, you're buttugly"
"It's a change anyway."
"The more I look at you, the more it seems okay.."
"That looks good on you..!"
"Now you've got the sunglasses, the haircolour - all you need is the fake-tan to be french!"

Loads of love from the 'mansion'!

Bisous

Fredrik

25/3 - I Seek You

2007-03-25T17:56:00.000+02:00

Hey everyone and no one! Since I don't know how many you are I'm signing an excuse for everyone who follows and doesn't follow this blog! Sorry for being a lazy-ass and not posting - not answering - nothing.. I guess it happens!

@skie:
Salut mec! Oui, oui, j'ai la frite! Toi aussi j'éspere? Sure thing - have just been talking to my hostfamily about it and they're A-okay so I'll call you tonight for a little one on one? Whaddayasay?

I'll give you a ring tonight- promise!

Puss och kram - kexchoklad(?)..!
@Ruub:
Okej, vi pratade nyss men vaffan! Jag ska svara iaf! Jag kollar upp Beastieboys och det ska inte vara nâ probs att boka (46,20€ stycket)! Ring mig nästa lördag sâ fâr jag höra vad som bestämts och hur mânga som kommer!
@anonyme/Delphine(?):
Haha yup, probably.. But hey, it's not everyone who's bad influence right? I have to be proud of somethings..!
@Allman:
Jajjemums, det är bara att lägga ihop allt... Jag blev väl inte sâ förvânad att jag blev klassad som dâligt inflytande men ändâ! Haha! Vad hamnade du pâ för poäng..? Shiiit! BMW i Münich! Fan vad glassigt! Var det skoj..? Jo tack, det rullar pâ! Jag har nu ca. 3 veckors semester och sen är det bara 6 veckor kvar tills jag âker hem! Galet vad tiden gâr fort... Hur blir sommaren för dig?
@Cécile:
Je ne sais pas du tout pourquoi Blogspot ne m'a pas envoyé un email avec ton commentaire mais maintenant je l'ai vu/lu..! It's true, I'm one fucked up and stressed up guy! Sweden Loves Cécile too! C'est toi la meilleure ;)

So what have I been up to lately? Why haven't I been here talking and speaking to you fellow readers? The question is much more simple than the answer, but here goes nothing!

I've been doing nothing special!

Haha okay, I'm lying.. I've been doing all kinds of different stuff! Starting with last Sunday when I cried myself to sleep and wondered if I shouldn't be better off staying home Monday. Monday morning I took my decision though - I pulled myself (almost) together and I packed my bag and went off. I had an 'ordinary' schoolday and I sorted (almost) everything out.

During the evening I laughed my head off - I don't know how many times - with Mickaël due to everything that happened Saturday.

Just a little sidenote - last Saturday I was out partying with Mickaël and Pauline and things went really out of my hands. I drank dangerously much and I did ALOT of stupid things which I'll have to regret, probably as long as I can remember.

Tuesday I was back in school watching all the snow fall down besides our English-test.. It probably went very good - but everyone was really disturbed of the snow since it was pushing 25°c last week. Well well, what we call April-weather in Sweden is the same phenomen as March-weather in France, everyday you learn something new, right?

Wednesday was a reaaaally slow and and in many ways unuseful day in school. Waking up as normal just to know that you don't have any courses in the morning and that you're to begin at 10! When your living at the boardinghouse - it sucks with freetime in the morning. I hope everyone else was happy though. Spent the afternoon with Delphine and we walked around in Clermont discussing everything and nothing, and believe it or not - I bought some Magic-boosters, haha! It's the first time in perhaps 10 months and all I get is crap! But hey, brings back some memories anyway (LinCon, eller hur Högen..?;))!

Thursday was a long dreaded day where I knew I had to meet Mr. Courtinat for some more litterature, a test even. In one way, I love doing test with him because in that way - I don't have to hear him talk and everything passes much faster, on the other, it's nonetheless him. I'm sorry but he's getting on my nerves this man.. Thursday passes without any miseries and everything turns out great, even if I managed to write nothing but SHIT on my testpaper - hahaha!

As friday gets along I'm getting more and more excited because SOON and even sooner still I'll have my mother here! Oh the joy! It's been too long without her, but now we'll spend some time together! Apparently everyone has gotten the second 'trimester' bulletin too - and apparently this big-assed-jerk of litterature-teacher I have has placed my beautiful "1" on my marks! Thanks FUCKER! How'm I to explain this one to my hostfamily..? In between dramaclass and German Delphine shaves me, something I usually don't permit others to do. Well well, she cuts me only once and I have to do the final touches but at least my head is still on top of my neck so..!

Saturday I go drinking a coffee at a café with Marion and we talk about everything as usual. We eat crêpes and we go eating at the Lycée together with Clement, Marie, Alexandra and Josef - what a crazy lunch! I guess we kind of scared the shit out of Marion but hey - that's life. I get home as usual and I drop of all my stuff and say that I'm going home to a friend to study. Sometimes a little white lie can't be avoided. We watch the end of 'Crash' a film I def. have to watch entirely and we laugh a lot me and Shuuny! She follows me to the bus and we rap at the stop. N'importe quoi..! Well home it's time for dinner so I set the table and have the time to read almost 10 pages before the Montels arrive. We talk away the night and as usual I'm the one that cracks first - having had a PACKED week I'm really exhausted and as soon as I'm in bed I fall asleep - no time to count no sheeps!

DON'T FORGET TO CHANGE YOUR WATCHES ONE HOUR!! IT'S STANDARD TIME!

Got a little special treat for Marion, Delphine and Solène and all you other Jamie lovers!
Jamie @ Yran!
And yeaaaaaaah I was there..!

Loads of love from under the sun!

Bisous!

Fredrik

18/3 - In the Arms of Your Angel

2007-03-18T21:45:00.000+01:00

FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!

I don't know what to do - I'm so fucking confused. I want to swear in a language so vulgar you never knew it existed, I want to cry until there're no more tears, I want to scream my lungs out, I want to run 'til I hit the ground, I want to hide and never be found, I want to destroy everything and everyone, I want to give up, I want to quit - I want out.

I can't STAND this shit no more! I just fucking can't! WHERE DID IT ALL GO SO WRONG!?

Stupid, stupid, STUPID, just.. FUCK!!!

It all goes back to me anyway - so why don't I do something about it anyway.

The sins are too hard for a full man to beat - but I'm not even a man. Not a full grown nor even half..

This time it's not even funny anymore.
I'm going to walk out on myself.
Putain, je suis encore une être humaine.

(Everything written in this inlay is directed only to me, the 'fuck-you's' and everything, no one else. )

16/3 - Welcome to my Country

2007-03-16T14:15:00.000+01:00

Rules
*Total the number of things in each list you’ve done.
* No need to say which ones.
*If people really want to know they will grow the balls to ask.

If you go over 45, you’re a bad influence.
If you go under 15, chances are you live under a rock and have no life... even more harsh.

1. Smoked
2. Consumed alcohol
3. Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex
4. Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex
5. Kissed someone of the same sex
6. Had sex
7. Had someone in your room other than family
8. Watched porn
9. Bought porn
10. Done drugs
TOTAL: 8

1. Taken painkillers
2. Taken someone else’s prescription medicine
3. Lied to your parents.
4. Lied to a friend.
5. Snuck out of the house.
6. Done something illegal.
7. Cut yourself.
8. Hurt someone.
9. Wished someone to die.
10. Seen someone die.
TOTAL: 6

1. Missed curfew
2. Stayed out all night.
3. Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.
4. Been to a therapist.
5. Been to rehab.
6. Dyed your hair.
7. Received a ticket.
8. Been in an accident.
9. Been to a club.
10. Been to a bar.
TOTAL: 7

1. Been to a wild party.
2. Seen the Mardi Gras.
3. Drank more than four beers in a night.
4. Had a spring break in Florida.
5. Sniffed anything.
6. Wore black nail polish.
7. Wore arm bands.
8. Wore t-shirts with band names.
9. Listened to rap.
10. Own(ed) a 50 Cent CD.
TOTAL:7

1. Dressed gothic.
2. Dressed prep.
3. Dressed punk.
4. Dressed grunge.
5. Stole something.
6. Been too drunk to remember anything.
7. Blacked out.
8. Fainted.
9. Had a crush on a neighbor.
10. Had someone sneak into your room.
TOTAL: 5

1. Snuck into someone else’s room.
2. Had a crush on your best friend.
3. Been to a concert.
4. Dry-humped someone.
5. Been called a slut.
6. Called someone a slut.
7. Installed speakers in your car.
8. Broken a mirror.
9. Showered at someone of the opposites sex’s house.
10. Brushed your teeth with someone else’s toothbrush.
TOTAL: 8

1. Consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.
2. Seen an R-rated movie in theater.
3. Cruised the mall.
4. Skipped school.
5. Had surgery.
6. Had an injury.
7. Gone to court.
8. Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
9. Caught something on fire.
10. Lied about your age.
TOTAL: 6

1. Owned/rented an apartment.
2. Broke the law in the police’s presence.
3. Cheated on someone.
4. Got in trouble with the police.
5. Talked to a stranger.
6. Hugged a stranger.
7. Kissed a stranger.
8. Rode in the car with a stranger.
9. Been harassed.
10. Been verbally harassed.
TOTAL: 7

1. Met face-to-face with someone you met online.
2. Stayed online for 12 hours straight.
3. Talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.
4. Watched TV for 12 hours straight.
5. Been to a fair.
6. Been called a bad influence.
7. Drink and drive.
8. Prank-called someone.
9. Laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.
10. Cheated on a test.
TOTAL: 6

60... This was embarrassing... I'm a REALLY bad influence according to this test. Sorry to shock you mother and all you other sensible readers! Haha, you only live once right..? The truth is out!

Loads of love from the library

Bisous

Fredrik

15/3 - Finnas Bättre till

2007-03-15T18:28:00.000+01:00

GAAAAAAAAAAH!

Happiness! I don't know why but all of a sudden I'm just walking around with this really naïve and dumb expression on my face. Why? I can't really answer..

Yesterday I went out searching for a pair of sunglasses in the burning afternoon sun - I didn't find no sunglasses at first but I found Pauline - and suddenly realised I'd recieved 3 messages. Haha, how one turns blind before the light of happiness!

I guess it's the weather anyway. I mean come on, three to four degrees in the morning and almost up to 20 degrees during midday!

Anyway, I found Pauline and we decided to go get some icecream. She helped me in my search too.. We bought some icecream and a bottle of icetea and went to the park where we sat down just enjoying the sun and laughing at all the people - planning for saturday evening when we're going to drop the PARTYbomb..!

Today! Almost the same thing, without Pauline, without icecream or icetea but the weather!! I made shorts out of my jeans and walked around in a t-shirt!

Loads of love from the sun!

Bisous

Fredrik

10/3 (12/3) - Disorder

2007-03-10T22:28:00.000+01:00

There are times when you find yourself doubting, you find yourself questioning yourself - is it all really worth it? What is the greater good for which I continue to fight along?

There are times when you find yourself thinking, how fucking dumb can a man get to throw himself in to this kind thing by his own will? How selfdestructive and demolishing mush one be?

There are times when you find yourself with all the troubles of the world on your shoulders, when everything is against you and you find yourself struggling against everything with nothing.

There are times when you find yourself the happiest of them all and no one can take you down. No matter what they say - life is good, you've got friends and family and the sun is shining.

This day, is nothing at all like the one described just above. A little bit, it's for sure, but not completely and entirely.

I began the day with rising between 6:50 and 7:00 with thoughts saying - this is going to be a cool day, this is going to be a day to relax on and hey even if I'm in school - I'll have the time to get some rest and perhaps even finish some schoolwork - excellent! Two hours of philosophy flown by with loads of noises though - not from my part - but Philosophyclass Saturdaymornings, what on earth were they thinking..? Well, they flew by and afterwards I went out eating crêpes with nutella as the habit demands. We were 5 all and all and we ate and played table-soccer, I lost everytime - but it was all fun and games..!

I went eating with Clement, Nathan, Alexandra, Marie and some other fellow and after that straight home to homework! I went home and after a quite bumpy busride I got out.. But can you imagine what happened on the bus...? All of a sudden this bloke a few seats beside me starts THROWING UP all over the place..! Eew, over the window, over himself, his girlfriend and everywhere.. I'm glad I got off at the moment I did - he did too so he just stood by the bus stop and did his thing. I got into the house met all of the regular family and also Julie who's taking some time to study here instead of in Paris in her flat. I frankly understand her - living in Paris with two other girls during exam-period..? No thanks.

I got up to my room after a little coffee and started on my Litterature. I read more than 45 pages and I actually did the homework too - I think - if I understood it correctly. I got into town to watch some Rugby with Marion and during the bustrip I call up Delphine to talk. She invites me to cinema with her sister and one of her friends. I say - yah, why not? I just have to talk to my hostfamily to check if everything's alright. Lars von Triers 'Direktör' (how I was convinced he was Swedish first!! Gah, need to fix my culture..)

I meet Marion and we get to Pascal - our Rugbybar where we've now picked more than 6 glasses.. Shame on us, haha! The match between Wales and Italy finishes to Italy's advantage which means that I have to pay the next round.. Hrrms.. YOU FOUGHT WELL WALES..!

I get a message from Delphine and things start going bad. I decline the invitation because I think I'm going to be too tired to enjoy the film. I get called up and I get fought at - I mean what can I say..? I get home - talks to a depressed friend at home for a long long time while my phone starts ringing at 22:00. I don't want to answer as I am speaking with someone else so I just let it ring. I get to bed at 23:30 after having been yelled at 2 days in a row. It's not like I'm angry or anything - just curious, like what the hell..? When you need your friends the most it's not the perfect time to start yelling at them, right? I've never demanded anything out of her and suddenly I get everything at once!

Bah!

Anyway I have to get to school right now.. It's going to be a top-day, yay!

Loads of love from the family dininghall!

Bisous

Fredrik

6/3 - We Have Ways to be Unknown

2007-03-06T14:19:00.000+01:00

@Adrien: Malheuresement tu as raison encore.. C'est affreux parfois!

Photexplanations, starting with the bottom-most post - dating back to 26/2:

1-8: One afternoon when none of us had any lessons - due to the unbelievable fact that our Litterature-teacher was on strike - we decided to go to Vichy to give Sandrie a ride home. We first thought just of waiting with her but as we didn't have anything else to do we decided to go by car - 1 hour drive approximately. I met my first Vichian recyclingstation, saw Villa Ica (haha) and watched an ever so dry Allier river floating past Vichy. Unfortunately we couldn't taste the original Vichywater so Marion and Delphine decided to a fencing competion - Umbrella vs. Scarf - outside the Vichy opera house. I also discovered that in my school(pic. 4) there are the forces of Light and Dark - Good and Evil. "Blanc et Darque" (which I persistantely claim that it's pronounced [DARK] and not [DAR-KE(w)]).
9: I think every Swedish student in France has been visiting one of these events sometime during the latest months. Conference for further education - it's big, it's hot, it's educative and it's bloody smelly due to all of the sweat.
10-13: Waiting for and later walking around with Sara - in Paris. Outside Port Maillot where I was waiting the Traffic-coppers really had a good time. I think I counted up to 4 vehicles removed and another 10 with amandments. If you can afford a neat-looking Corvette like that - it's a shame you can't afford the Parking-meter.
15-16: The Eiffeltower by night - and by day. We had an awesome view from our room - isn't that so..?
14: MONSTER-MUNCH at Simons place! Snacks you can really dream about!

Okay, first round done, over to those published 27/2:

1-2: Musée d'Orsay - what an enormous place..! Former trainstation, now a modern arts museum - ranging everything from more conventional art to Neo-impressionism. This clock looks kind of small perhaps but we calculated it to approximately the same size as Sara's apartment...!!
3: Cute façade in central Paris along Rue de Rivoli.
4: Boys playing at the fountain of Jardin de Tulieries (spelling again..?). There was a man who rented his small boats to everyone who wanted it - amazing to be able to sail in the fountains!
5: Simon! The man, the myth, the legend himself! Don't let his angelic looks fool you - this man is a devil at parties! I think I'll always remember how we all went wild and crazy when Basshunters 'Vi sitter här i Venten och spelar lite DOTA' and 'Boten Anna' kicked in..! Thanks for hosting us, thanks for bringing us to the party and thanks for introducing me to your awesome friends! Hope to catch you sometime soon again!
6-12: Skiing-day at Chamrousse with Sara. We had the perfect day. The sun was out, the snow was freshly fallen, not a single cloud and awesome slopes..! The fact that we got lost in the Offpist didn't matter much, or did it Sara? (11: This is actually Simon's view from his room...)
13: Adrien! Another myth and legend! The extremely nice roomie of Simon who invited us to a large Fondue with all of his family. The pleasure of knowing these kinds of people makes me marvel at the multitude of life!

Phew! Another breather before getting in there again!

Bwaha, sad but true - it's me all the time!

Section 3!

1, 3, 4 and 5: At least we couldn't complain about the view - nor the weather most of the time!
2: Me and Raph skiied away from the others without knowing - so we had to wait up and call them and ask them what they were doing! Raphaël is Quentin's cousin - logically Florence's cousin.
6: Lunchbreak! Oh god were we hungry or what..? Quentin and Raph enjoying the midday sun with a nice picnic.
7: Georges taking a huge bite of his ever-so-good-tasting sandwich in the midday sun.
8: Orlane - Raphaël's sister with Caroline - the sister of Anisa and Ines.
9: Rose - Ines Canadian correspondant which will be leaving after three months and Anisa - Ines older sister who's in the same class as Quentin.
10: Ines, Upi and Pierre - the 'other' parents! Unfortunately for her - Florence turned sick during the night and couldn't join in.

Bloody hell! I have to let you, dear reader breathe sometime soon!

All Songs published in the last message are properties of their respective owners and producers. 'Yet Another Day' - DJ Tiësto feat. Ray Wilson| 'Everytime' - Lustral | 'Cherish the Day' - Plummet.

I'll just finish with loads of love from the library!

Bisous

Fredrik

5/3 - In this Silence.

2007-03-05T09:07:00.000+01:00

"I don't like this place at all,
make's me wonder what I am here for
Someone take this pain away
dying to see another day.
And I don't want to be your friend,
or pretend I can fit in too.
I'm insenced I'm blown away.
Dying to see another day."

"I only feel alive.
Can you hear me?
Talking in my mind.
I can feel you.
You're with me all the time.

Everytime I close my eyes,
I see your face."

"Cherish the day,
I won't go astray
I won't be afraid
won't catch me running,
Cherish the day."

Jävla tjafsande det kan vara pâ folk ibland..!

The week in the alps with the family!:

Everything up later!

Loads of love from the living room!

Bisous

Fredrik

3/3 - The Sweetest Way to Die

2007-03-03T18:13:00.000+01:00

@Marion:B
BWAHAHA - desolé mais c'était trooop evident pour ne pas le faire :)

@Simon:
Gwihi, noon je n'ai pas des problemes avec les mecs français - tu es un mec bon toi ;)

English:
A game of Thrones - George RR. Martin
The Da-Vinci Code - Dan Brown
The Caves of Périgord - Martin Walker

Swedish:
Tärningsspelaren - Luke Rhinehart
Jag skulle vilja att nâgon väntade pâ mig nâgonstans - Anna Gavalda
Alkemisten - Paulo Coelho
Liftarens Guide Till Galaxen - Douglas Adams

French:
Tome 1-3 (spanning 15 volumes) of Battle Royale - Koshun Takami
Contes - Charles Perrault
Du Vent dans Mes Mollets - Raphaële Moussafir

In progress:

French:
Jacques Le Fataliste - Denis Diderot
Du Contrat Social - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Swedish:
Long John Silver - Björn Larsson

Off to dinner!

Loads of love from the Livingroom!

Bisous

Fredrik

2/3 - I'm in love with your Brother

2007-03-02T14:18:00.000+01:00

What kind of country am I living in might you ask?

Basic facts:
Full name: French Republic/Republique Française
Capital: Paris
Population: 62,752,136
Official Language: French
Currency: Euro - as of 1999 (before: the French Franc)
President: Jacques Chirac (since 1995)
National Holiday: 14th of July (since 1790
Indepence: 486 a.c.
Colonies/Out-of-metropolitan departments: 4

Unofficial facts:

Horrifying examples:

Which other country in the world do you know have roundabouts with redlights..?
Where else can you get so much pills for nothing? Yeaah, I'm getting pills for a regular cold..
How about 20-25 working computers for more than 1000 students to use?
If you compare a 7th graders knowledge in English in Sweden with a Term-students knowledge in France - the 7th grader'll surely win within terms of basic knowledge.
French fries are considered as a vegetable.
French men - I'm sorry but it's true.

Positive examples:

As soon as you try to speak French, everybody will be very helpful and try to make sure you understand. Where else but in France would you be recieved with such hospitality and so many open arms?
You could talk with anyone - anytime without being considered a total nutcase.
How much electronic music isn't there everywhere? It's awesome to see to what extent the EDM-scene has spread in France..!
A part from English - most of the French are very good with German, Italian, Russian or Spanish.
French schoollunches include Ratatouille, Springrolls, Sushi, Homemade Lasagne, Boeuf Bourginion etc. etc.
French Women - yes, I said it - they're beautiful.

So am I happy where I am? Am I regretting spending a year abroad? There are hard times, it's true, and there are even harder times still - but less than a year from now I'll be absolutely sure that this is one of the greatest decisions I've ever taken. Bloody hell, I'm happy as I'm speaking right now..! The hard times make me grow - and isn't that why I'm here?

I've been reasoning that if I actually had the courage to get my ass on the plane TWICE to go to France - I could sure rest just a little longer. Linger, just for another three-four months. I've got friends in both ends who are helping me everyday so who am I to complain? I'm loved, I'm 'free', I'm becoming an adult and hopefully, soon enough, I'll be starting to find myself.
"Var sak har sin tid", right?

Photoexplications up later!

Loads of love from the library - just before running of to German!

Bisous

Fredrik

27/2 - My Washing Machine, Fuck!

2007-02-27T11:14:00.000+01:00

Haha, wonderful song!
The week with Sara:

Explications later :)

Loads of love from Delphines house!

Bisous

Fredrik (et de la part de Delphine et Marion)

26/2 - Destroy Rock & Roll

2007-02-26T09:43:00.000+01:00

Selected photos from the past three-four weeks:

More to come

25/2 - The Free, The Freak & The Rebellion

2007-02-25T21:46:00.000+01:00

@Anonymous - Delphine:
Haha no worries, just you say it if you ever come across another photo you don't want all the world to see..!
@Adrien:
Bien sur que oui! C'est comme ça je te vois tout le temps, non? Chaise + Crâne = Adrien! J'éxige d'exquises excuses!
@Adrien:
Boten Anna..... Si tu savais.... Gah...!
@ruub:
Det blir lätt sâ när man inte kommer ât internet under antalet veckor. Hemsidan UFPhoto eller nâgon annan? Startar du en blogg eller liknande säg till - och posta länken som kommentar hit!

Emotional breakdown - yay! Don't know what this emptiness is really, but it made me good to talk for a while - sharing the view with someone who knows what it feels like. Thanks Julia :) You know the line is always open!

I'm sorry that things didn't turn out the way they should Victor, but I hope we've still got time to sort things out and make up some other plans!

I've been passing two enormous weeks of holidays and right now I can't believe I'm actually going back to school tomorrow..! If truth must be told I'm actually quite relieved of going back. One whole week with my hostfamily became a little intense. Actually I had to take some days for myself to be able to breath a little. But boarding house - here I come! I've missed you guys!

Photos and an almost full description of everything WILL be posted this week. No more excuses!

The other Photos:
1-5: LITTLE CHRISTMAS! This was just after entering school again after Christmas holidays. Loads of fun and a loads of strange gifts.. Isn't that so Delphine?
6: Marei! Our funloving Germanfriend who's right now gone back. She was in the theatregroup with us.
7-8: Ordinary evening at the boarding house. Adrien with a chair on his head and Mickaël posing on his bed.
9: Lycée Jeanne D'Arc - my school of course.
10-18: Wandering in the forest together with Marion and Delphine. A nice 4 or 5 hours walk around some smaller mountain.
19-20: Grand Chelem pour 2! In my ears - 2 Grand Chelems of course! We sure had a good time!
21: WWII monument for those inhabitants who died in battle.
22: This nice construction was almost entirely constructed by Georges. Actually - everything besides the doors is his work. A large cupboard for all of our clothes and shoes! It's a real nice handiwork.
23-26: Feeling wintery in Jardin de Coq we made a snowman I took some wintery shots.
27: Adrien and Michelin. What makes Clermont famous;)
28: Benjamin - always posing
29-40: Skiing trip with friends and family to SuperBesse. A rather small but nice station which offered quite okay with good snow and fun slopes. During the day much of the snow started to melt unfortunately so we ended up quite soaked - but happy as the two last photos clearly show.

That was all for this time! More stuff up tomorrow and sometime during the following week!

Loads of love from the Sofa!

Goodnight!

Bisous

Fredrik

06/02 - On the Drums

2007-02-06T13:46:00.000+01:00

Jag vill slå sönder fönstret
slita av mig håret.
Kasta ut alla skivor,
riva ner alla hyllor.
Bränna upp mina kläder
skära upp mina tapeter.
Tömma mina ådror på blod
lämna min kropp för en ny.
Fylla denna sida med ord
torka mina brännande tårar.

Have I done the right thing - right now? Was it like this I wanted it? Who is this me?

As for the photos - that'll come - I swear it.

A month has come and gone, isn't it marvellous? Time passes fast when you haven't braced yourself for it. When I get intelligent I'll post something interesting so right now I'll just shut my mouth. :)

Goodnight and Go!
Bisous

Loads of love

Fredrik

28/1 - In Your Honor

2007-01-28T21:00:00.000+01:00

This time it's aaaaall photos, I'll describe everything as the week follows!

2007-01-26T15:30:00.000+01:00

I JUST WANT

TO BE

FREE.

26/1 - Savor this moment, feel your blood flow.

2007-01-26T15:08:00.000+01:00

Kanske jag helt ska sluta skriva
då jag inte vet hur jag börjar en dikt.
Helt enkelt bara sluta svamla,
jag får ju ändå inte fram något av vikt.

Inte kan jag revoltera
eller förarga och tända en publik med ord.
Upplysa är inte att tänka på
och dagens journalistik kräver mord.

Noveller, texter, romaner och essäer,
allt finns redan i överflöd.
Fantasin sätter gränsen
eller är min musa - död?

Jag har kanske inte skribentens själ
eller vassa tunga, skarpa penna.
Född till ett annat yrke,
men är inte poesi nått att känna?

Oavsett vilken definitionen blir
är det lika personligt som ett fingeravtryck.
Sedär, min musa!
Återfödd som av ödets nyck.

German, what a source of inspiration, isn't it? I guess I have to get a grip of myself if I seriously don't want to get myself into any kind of problems. I've already got enough right now.

Where's Mother when you need her the most?
Where are the hugs when you long for them so?
Why complain when there's really nothing to complain about?

I guess I like the sound of my own voice. "I'm Kip! Keep it together, keep it together..!"

I'm sorry for those I've hurt,
I'm sorry for you who've never heard me say how much you mean,
I'm sorry for faltering,
I'm sorry for being human.

Love from the Library

Bisous

Fredrik

23/1 - I am pain, I am real

2007-01-23T10:18:00.000+01:00

@Julia: Haha, jag bjuder pâ den sörrö! Grattis grattis!

How much of a fool am I not?
How much mess and havoc have I not caused already?
Isn't it time for some things to pass in descretion?

Why must it always be like this?

I've now been resting for a little more than 2 weeks in France and I'm already fed up. I have a life here - it's true, I have friends here - it's also true. But I'm fed up, really, sorry. My mind feels as constipated as a child eating nothing but flour - and I've already been in to deep mess.

A small and shallow recap of my two weeks in France.

Saturday 6th of January:

Leaving Uppsala at daytime to get on the flight to France. Everything passes smoothly at Arlanda and I don't even have to pay extra for my Snowboard. It would otherwise cost 20€ which I'd gladly pay, but nonetheless if it's free I'm not complaining! At Charles de Gaulle though, I can't pass security control with my newly bought bottle of Pepsi even though I've kept the receipt. I have to drink it - right there - right then. Well, I end up leaving more than half the bottle to the security desk. They also pick my aftershave since it apparently exceeds the limit. Since I'm not a terrorist I gladly (read: bitterly/angrily) let them take it. "Well of course, if it exceeds the limit I'm sure I'll find another in a store!". Arriving kind of late at Aulnat (Clermont-Ferrand's airport) I'm greeted by both Florence and Georges! We talk away the evening.

Sunday 7th of January:

I'm beginning to catch a sour throat but since I reckon it's nothing but the regular "air-sickness" (climatization in sealed environments - bacterias go *Yay!*) I'm waiting for it to pass. We eat well, talk about christmas, new year's eve and of course - I hand out all my presents. You wouldn't believe their faces as I hand over a "new" suit to Quentin. We all pass a nice evening.

Monday 8th of January:

First day of school and I'm actually quite excited - even though I'm feeling quite bad about the presents I'm going to offer, and even though I haven't had the energy to even start the philosophy essay. Well no hard feelings, it was all volontarily! I met with Delphine, Marion, Sandrie, Solène and of course my class. My throat begins revolting though so I decided to go check it out with the school-nurses. They gave me some Paracetamol, some pastilles and sprayed something quite bizarre in my throat. Well back at the dormitory we start feasting on the enormous bag of candy I was bringing with me and I give Mickaël his present. As night lurks closer I realize that this throat-problem of mine isn't only a cold because I can't sleep. I toss and I turn, stretch, sweat and shiver. I send a message to Florence saying I'm coming home before I finally fall asleep at 02'o'clock.

Tuesday 9th of January:

As I pass by the school restaurant for my regular breakfast consisting of something-as-a-substitue-for-tea (infusion on french), a yoghurt, a piece of bread and the obligatory Nutella I say o our supervisors not to prepare any dinner for me since I'm going home. My throat is now more or less killing me slowly since I can't even indulge my food. The only thing the supervisor says is that I should pass by the Vie-scolaire to drop them a word of my planned absence. Of course I go to the Vie-scolaire but they send me off to the school-ward (Infirmèrie) to get a medical certificate. As I'm more or less a slave under French bureaucracy I get there as soon as possible just to be able to get home. But can I go home, with my already packed bag or do I have to wait for my correspondant-Mother to come find me? You picked n° 1? You seriously picked n°1? *EEEEH* Wrong my fellow reader! Why should one 18-year-old already adult student from Sweden be allowed to manage his own life when one could disturb his parents during work just so that they can come and get me? GAAAH! The bureaucracy, the rules, the administration! Well, one thing's positive though, they really take good care of their students - got to give them that. We return back home at 14:00 when Florence managed to escape work just to come find me. I've been lying there for more than 5 hours when I could've taken the bus! Anyway, we go to the doctor later in the evening which prescribes anti-biotics and anti-inflammatorial too. So it wasn't a cold and it wasn't the flu.

Wednesday 10th of January:

Stayed home together with Quentin who was also being sick - even more than me. Staying at the computer, chatting, writing, reading the day away.

Thursday 11th of January:

Since I had a medical note I naturally skipped sports. Too bad really, because I could've used the practice. Stayed with Sandrie, Marion and Delphine at some center - correspondingly "SYO-centrum" on Swedish. They were apparently searching for their further studies. It was quite boring really - I couldn't understand anything of all the abbrevations nor the formations and the after-Bac options presented. Just before Litterature we had another little Christmas. But litterature was as always - "not my kind of cup of tea" (read it with a reaaally Swedish accent!).

Friday 12th of January:

Nothing special, kicking back during lessons and finally another Theatre-lesson..! This time we were helped by some pro who most of the group really thought was over-pretentious and a real pain in the ass. I actually agreed with him more than our group - because, yes, he seemed quite harsh at first but he really had a point with everything he said! By the force of habit I stayed together with Marei - the german girl in our theatre group - and Delphine after class and we went walking in the sun - enjoying the weather. Another litterature-class from hell and school was out.

Saturday 13th of January:

After Philosophy we went to catch a coffee/"a small glass" (I love the expression on French) as we normally do. This time without Delphine though who was absent from Philosophy too. I politely refuse any inventations to go out in the evening because I really have to sleep and get some rest - it's not really that easy living with an insomniac. As I finished my meal in school I took the bus home and met my family again - and actually I had my second Lunch.. Ooops the gluttony! Since I was expecting a letter I had to ask since no-one said anything about a letter. "Yes, it's on your desk, came this morning!" Finally, finally and FINALLY I recieve (THANKS MOM!) my two most important cards - the Visa and the student identity card..! I hate losing wallets. I say I need to get into town so we correspond everything with Quentin going to one of his friends. As I'm getting ready to go I recieve an SMS from Delphine who wants to go hiking in the mountains. Florence drops me off near Delphine, I go to the nearest ATM to get cash only to later head off to her place - oh the joy of being able to live! We go hiking in a beautiful scenery for I-don't-know-how-many-hours but as we return it's already dark. I pass the rest of the evening at my place - just taking it easy.

Wow, congratulations and thank you if you actually read this far...! You're the one with courage! I send my applause and my humblest of thanks to you!

AND RIGHT NOW IT'S FRIGGING SNOWING! But more of that later!

Bisous from the library!

Loads of love!

Fredrik (Fred/Frédéric/Fréderick/Fredreich/Fredereich one can be called many a things really!)

19/2 - Il faut arreter!

2007-01-19T17:40:00.000+01:00

Jag har betraktat
dig länge, sett och hört på
önskar en var två
__________
The water in
which your floating in
with your broken wings
'cause you couldn't swim
As the butterfly
you thought was I
that caught your eye
When you where going down
escaping town
just to be
a little free.
Was it really
worth it?
______

German's good for loads of things right?

I'll post everything up tomorrow, promise!

Bisous!

Love from the Den!

Fredrik

17/1 - Svett, skrik och CS

2007-01-17T15:45:00.000+01:00

Oh my god.. Or something like it, I'm sweating a little bit - just a little bit - too good time's soon running out.

I promise I'll update as soon as possible again!

Sorry for not posting that often!

CONGRATULATIONS TO JULIA FOR HER 19th BIRTHDAY!

Skie:
Yeah - damnit you're slow.. But as long as you'll find an excuse I'll believe you!

Victor:
Eller hur? Den är helt sagolik - förhoppningsvis sâ har den âkt ner nu i veckan medan jag har varit pâ internatet!

Bisous!

Love from the den!

8/1 - Let it flow

2007-01-08T09:56:00.000+01:00

Let it flow, let it go, let your creativity show!

Got creative last night - results turned out rather nice actually!

7/1 - 07 - Has he given us a Sign?

2007-01-07T12:24:00.000+01:00

Wow: Back in France already - and it doesn't even feel funny, weird nor bizarre! Or waaaait a minute... Doesn't it..?

Of course it does, but not in the same way as it did when I first arrived here, nearly 5 months ago. Everything was new back then - the language, the culture, the family and the food. Yup, everything really - but since I'm kind of like a social chameleon without any real social "group" to belong to, naturally, I got around.

This time around is different, it's different because this time I've had the opportunity to meet and speak to almost all of my friends so intensively and so quickly I thought it'd never end. But all things must come to an end so evidentially, even these short Christmas-holidays. Sometimes I wonder; did I do the right thing to come home, stir up all the emotions and so intensively meet everybody? Did it do more pain than good - knowing all the time that I would have to leave them "once more"? Bah oui, I've hesitated in coming home - ridiculuos but true. I've hesitated because I knew it would be harder this time to say goodbye. Now though, this period will pass even faster than autumn since I'll have continuos visits - Sara, Mother, the guys and once again Mother. So I know, the two semesters are longer but time will litterarly fly!

I feel loved and appreciated at both ends and quite frankly, it helps a lot.

I want to thank all my swedish friends for greeting me at the airport in Östersund and for all the greetings which you who couldn't make it passed. It made my day and I've never felt more welcome in my entire life..! You can never guess how much each and everyone of you means to me!

I wish to thank my loving and caring mother for putting up with her son's curious behaviour to scud of to France like that - and for raising and encouraging me to do so. I would've been no place without her. Because this is definitely worth the trip - ten times over.

I wish to thank my french friends for their love, for their support, for putting up with the blonde swede and for welcoming me the way they have. And for all the lovely christmas-gifts! You guys and girls are all gold.

Haha, sounds like I'm at the Grammy awards or something! :

"I want to thank my family, Jesus christ and jehova god almighty for my number one hit-single - it's called "Suck ya' momma" THANK YOU!" - Aaah Pablo, Pablo - what a genius! (He's a standup comedian for crying out loud, what the hell did you think..?!)

I'm as nervous as I'm excited for these two "trimestres" which follows - but as I've said a hundred times over - I'm not here to get the good grades, I'm here to be the worst for as long as it takes. I'm here to learn french and nothing else!

Phototime, hopefully..!

Lack of snow, but still a snowman;). Christmas decorations.

Made by Mother. Made by me.

Which one's French and which one's Swedish..?

Little Christmas with the family at arrival:
Florence, Georges, Quentin and Vincent.

Who's going to be France's next top model with his new suit..?

GAWSH! My cabin-bag was sick.. Full of sugar and papers.. Geeeesh.
NO, I'm not going to eat everything by myself..!

All for this time peeps! See you someday soon I hope!

Loads of love from the "mansion".

Bisous

Fredrik

29/12 - My Try

2006-12-29T11:44:00.000+01:00

My try on reality is definitely a feeble one, I'm letting this slip out of my hands while I congratulate myself in living in my native country.

This doesn't make any sense - during christmas holidays, stained by the message of joy and love - why am I letting it fall? Once more..

FUCK!

How am I supposed to interpret all these emotions and still come out laughing and kicking? How am I supposed to know what to feel and what not to feel? It wasn't supposed to be easy - surely - but 'twasn't supposed to kill me either?

I just loved christmas nevertheless - spending it with family and friends, eating 'til late in the evening and just kicking back with gramps! Awesome - yet no real christmas-spirit this year..

Bah!

20/12 - at the airport - D-Day

2006-12-20T11:59:00.001+01:00

GAAAH!!!!!

I`m as excite as a sausage on speed..!

Where am I going? What am I doing? How will it be after more than 4 months..?

I guess the person who has changed the most is me, I mean, come on, I`ve managed myself and lived as "an adult" for about 4 months! Solitude breeds maturity - most likely.

You have no idea how much I`m looking forward to tonight1!

see you at the show!

16/12 - Silence - 4 Days

2006-12-16T16:27:00.000+01:00

I forgot!

I would also like a beginners-partition in Guitar!

I'll probably not get the photos up from the last two weeks until I'm returned home.. Don't know what this computer has got against me.

Edit:

Apparently I'm able to post images up at http://Scheikz.deviantart.com
So go check out the most artistic crap there!

13/12 - Seven days - Vanity and Pride

2006-12-13T15:41:00.000+01:00

Jesper:
Nyâr verkar gâ vilt till i âr - inte mig emot ;) Tänker dock inte slarva bort min jävla mobil i âr! Hoppas allt är chill! Ses snart!

Jeanna:
Aha :) Hej du! Härligt att âtervända hem eller hur? Jag längtar verkligen nu med bara 7 dagar kvar! Nae jag hittar ingen förklaring över huvud taget, vad tror du att det kan vara?

0.30 nudlar, kyckling frân Brasilien, lâgbudget fralla och inte en enda ekologisk produkt i sikte. Den stackars medelâlders damen - som inte ser ut att vara särskilt fattig har naturligtvis ingen som helst aning vilka signaler hon sänder. Vad folk som jag, som inte har nâgot bättre för sig tänker och och känner. 4 liter Pastis och ändâ gör hon svaga försök att spara in lite pâ kexen. Festen är ju uppenbar, frâgan är bara hur mânga som kommer, hur det ska sluta och om det verkligen är värt den extra risken att fâ salmonella av kycklingen. Betala? Ja, check, 246.90, signatur, papper eller plast, trevlig eftermiddag och näste man till rakning.

Puh, du i kassan fâr andas du med, världen stannar inte i ett andetag eller tvâ. Den stackars medelâlders damen - som inte ser ut att vara särskilt fattig börjar packa i dagens inköp sâ att kön till en av de tre öppna kassorna kan fortsätta framât i sakta, nästan heligt gemak. Som ett enda lângt pilgrimsfölje till Mekka stâr vi i kö till kassan - vârt slutmâl. Istället för böneböcker och radband sâ hâller vi rabattkuponger och checkhäften högt och skriker, inte böner - men ât vâra barn, ât andra eller ât den som bakom kassan gett tvâ kronor fel i växel. Den stackars medelâlders damen - som inte ser ut att vara särskilt fattig rullar iväg sin röd-grön-skotskrutiga shoppingväska - en väska som gör att hon helt plötsligt ser mycket äldre ut än vad hon är.

Kanske stannar hon pâ vägen och dricker en av sina flaskor helt sonika, kanske kommer hon hem till sin lägenhet och börjar förbereda den stundande festen eller sâ kanske hon bara tar väskan med sig pâ bussen och âker sâ lângt som busskortet tar henne. Vad som än händer vet jag att det är slutet pâ min fiktiva vänskap med henne. När hon kliver ut genom de dom dörrarna har ännu ett livsöde passerat mig. Dâ hon stannar upp, vänder om och plockar upp paketet med salta pinnar hon tydligen glömt ser hon rakt pâ mig - igenom mig. Hon förstâr mig och hon vet - och jag försöker att inte skämmas.

Den stackars medelâlders damen - som inte ser ut att vara särskilt fattig förstâr ironin av situationen och rullar iväg än en gâng genom de elektriska skjutdörrarna. Det är hon, med sin shoppingväska, sin röda hatt, sin svarta rock och sin grâa lângkjol och antagligen även en fult klippt pudel väntandes. Det är hon, med den antagna fult klippta pudeln under armen, sittandes pâ bussen och ögnandes alla andra. Det är hon som borde skämmas - för att hon har Brasiliansk kyckling istället för Svensk i kassen. För att hon inte har rättvisemärkt choklad ens i sinnet. För att hon inte bryr sig om den sura bismaken i Colan som kanske var en medarbetare i Calcutta. För att hon inte ser skillnaden mellan KRAV-märkta ägg frân frigâende höns och industripackade ägg frân Tallinn.

För att hon - är precis som jag

Fredriks Wishinglist:

1. Travelbag for my Snowboard.

2. A new Schoolbackpack - larger format.

3. Massage.

4. New pair of sunglasses.

5. New sweater.

6. DJ-Setup - combined or separate - I'll make no difference haha.

7. 'Little Miss Sunshine' - DVD.

8. New pair of baggy jeans.

9. A box of Aladdin.

10. A threeday ski-pass in Âre.

11. A sauna-night.

12. Snow.

7/12 - Thirteen days, thirteen ghosts.

2006-12-07T15:07:00.000+01:00

Answer:

Victor: Inga problem. Har det hänt saker sâ förstâr jag att du inte har tid att sitta och läsa hemsidor med text varje dag :) Ja, du fâr se till att förbereda dig mentalt för jag vill ha MYCKET info..!

Yeah it's probably a crappy movie, but the title really went well with the rest.

I have no idea of nothing to be frankly, what I want, what's coming for me and what it's all about. It's time to start using that thing they call brain to sort some things out I believe. I'll never manage this - never. It wasn't supposed be easy, surely, but it wasn't going to kill me either.

This stress, this pressure and this frigging indecision - the constant tiredness and the constant feeling that something's not quite right.

This is MY year, it was ME who decided to go here - yes, I expected cultural-encounters, solvable and solvable by arguing for my sake. Yes, I accepted to go here on your terms, but you have to understand that this I thought the commitment was mutual.

OF COURSE I was going to ask to stay out late, OF COURSE I would ask to go away sometimes, and OF COURSE I could not work all the time.

I have no idea how the others were, most probably they weren't the same - seeing how you react to things I say. But for the love of all gods, accept me for how I am. Yes yes, I have the right to go out at nights, I have the right to go away this weekend, but everytime you say yes I get the feeling you're disappointed at me - and it makes me sick. Guilttripping me everytime, and I swear you know it too.

But hell, I'm happy anyway.. I got 2 families (well, even more really), I got friends both waiting and waving, I got a lot of things to be happy about with christmas closing in and all.

Still, I can't seem to fight this rising feeling of helplessness and gods know what. Well, I'll sort that out all later. Right now, I have more important matters at hand - philosophy and the litterature from hell - which I probably don't have to do but I'll give it a try anyway..

Just leave me alone,
let me lie in.

Signing with a sigh and hopes of a lighter tomorrow!

Love from the Library!

Bisous

Fredrik

Booklist so far:

English:
A game of Thrones - George RR. Martin

Swedish:
Tärningsspelaren - Luke Rhinehart
Jag skulle vilja att nâgon väntade pâ mig nâgonstans - Anna Gavalda

French:
Tome 1-3 (spanning 15 volumes) of Battle Royale - Koshun Takami

In progress:

English:
The Da-Vinci Code - Dan Brown
The Caves of Périgord - Martin Walker

French:
Contes - Charles Perrault

Julklappslista:

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4/12 - 16 Days - Inactive

2006-12-04T18:21:00.000+01:00

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

16 DAYS!! It's nothing! How could time have passed this fast?! It's enormous..

Well I'll do what all others do, answer your commentary within my blog, not with another commentary which you don't read anyway.

Anonymous:

Ja du, jag vet inte riktigt, jag är inne pâ mitt 13 âr av Engelskastudier sâ jag ser mig som tvâ-, snart tresprâkig! Haha, ja kanske det, men konserten här under var bara en av mânga som alla hâller pâ fram till den 22:a December, i hela Clermont! Enormt mycket musik för dom som fâr gâ ut - d.v.s. dom som inte är interner m.a.o. ;) Jag âker hem den 20:e till mitt älskade Östersund 'lângt upp i norr'. När var det du âkte?

Julie:

Freddan? Det var nog det äckligaste faktiskt. Tack, jag har lyckats hitta en metod dâ jag kan starta om den och sen trycka lagom hârt med tummen och pekfingret - ett finger pâ skärmen och det andra pâ baksidan sâ börjar den funka.. Glappkontakt är roligt.

tjoffex:

Mwepp, ingen alls. Vi hade nâgra snygga affischer upphängda när man gick in i skolan, men tre eller fler av dom försvann (ja.. det var min rumskompis som snodde tre..) men i övrigt ingenting! Pinsamt!

Ruub:

Positiv ut i fingerspetsarna det är jag det :) Ja, det lät helt sjukt faktiskt.. Men 'okunskap föregâr fall' eller hur det är! Ja fast har vi det? Jag menar, viruset tillâts fortfarande att spridas och vi borde göra mycket mer för att förhindra det.

Anyway..

A lot of you, both friends and family has asked me what I would like for Christmas, and frankly, I don't know quite yet. I'll post it up later..!

Loads of love from the Café!

Bisous

Fredrik
(HAHAHAHA, pas de 'Fred' Marion...!)

1/12 - Nineteen Days

2006-12-01T17:47:00.000+01:00

WORLD AIDS/HIV DAY.

So what kind of info have we gotten about this in school?

None.

I'm ashamed.

40 million people living with one of our time's most horrible virus, the number increasing every day. And what are we doing about it?

We're not even talking about it.

It's not easy, but one has to speak of it - it's the 'plague of our time'.

Hope everybody's alright!

Loads of love from the Library!

Bisous

Fred

27/11 - 23 Days

2006-11-27T16:14:00.000+01:00

"Think hard, you are lying here in a hospital bed
Disregard the emotions inside your head
Concentrate on the real world beyond your mind
It's not to late to leave your burdens behind"

That's probably the song I would have listened to right now if my iPod would care to work. Yup, it worked perfectly for about a week, I listened to random songs, managed to charge it and all, but finally, Saturday evening it had had enough it seemed.

Right now, I can't reboot it, I can't charge it, I can't do anything with it - so I'm waiting for the clocks to turn so that I can get the guarantee to fix this bloody mess - either here or home.

Ah well, what can I say? Quite a calm weekend with much still waiting to be done, I managed my economy and sorted out important papers after all. But schoolwork may rest. Even today.. Why? 'Cause I woke up with a swollen throat and a head that felt like it split. So I called in sick today, tossed in the towel.

So what has happened to Fredrik during the last weeks?

Where to begin, where to begin.. I managed a theoretical 15 on Philosophy when the average was around 10, I went to my second drama-class last Friday to discover how much I like theatre - even though I had a hard time saying the lines. Guess I need some practice! No worries, I got all the time in the world, almost.I have cooked - not for my family but for Delphine's family, Marion, Solène and Sandrie! Awesome, thank you for that! I've gotten to know people a little better and I think I really like our class! Knowing now, there's actually only one person who I haven't spoken to - which litteraly means success for me! I've been to a concert too, well, the concert couldn't actually be avoided since it was in the midst of the scoolyard. Cool concept but I didn't like the music. I've also been picked up by one of the school's intendants - haha! Not once, but numerous times.. Oh my.. I pity her a bit.

Well, sick today, the whole house by myself, eating pills which are not ROADSAFE to get better and right now, Egg, Pesto, Cheese-sandwiches together with Rice, Tomato, Pepper, Chili, Endive-salad. Wow, ain't I a real gourmand?

Hope you all feel better than I do!

Loads of love from the Portable!

Bisous

Fred

22/11 - 28 Days

2006-11-22T18:24:00.000+01:00

OOoh, isn't there a film named 28 days too?

I'l say BITE ME to the next person who battles my grades 'cause I FRIGGING MANAGED 15 IN PHILOSOPHY!!!!

"You're not noted since you haven't completed your essay, but theoretically, if I should give you a mark, I'd give you a good 15."

Ah yeah, ah yeah - who'da MAN?!

Also finally refilled my mobile today, I for the first time experienced how low can be without cash to speak with.

Jeanna:

Tack sâ mycket! Jag har sparat nâgra.. ehrm.. lite mindre vackra och smickrande bilder för mig själv dock!

Tjoffex:

HAHAHA! Mattias M! Hela dagen! Tack för uppmärksamheten!

21/11 - 29 Days

2006-11-21T10:57:00.000+01:00

Böcker hittills lästa:
Franska: Battle Royale 1 - Koshun Takami
Franska: Battle Royale 2 - Koshun Takami
Franska: Battle Royale 3 - Koshun Takami
Franska: Battle Royale 4 - Koshun Takami
Engelska: A Game of Thrones - George RR. Martin
Svenska: Tärningsspelaren - Luke Rhinehart
Svenska: Jag skulle vilja att nâgon väntade pâ mig nâgonstans - Anna Gavalda

In progress:
Franska: Les Contes - Charles Perrault
Franska: Battle Royale 5 - Koshun Takami
Engelska: The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
Engelska: The Caves of Périgord - Martin Walker

It's disgusting! How come I like books so much? Ah well, I guess I inherited that from my mother! One can inherit things far worse, so what good does it do complaining about a gateway out of reality, really?

Photo- explanation -time!

During the holidays of Tous-saints (Alla helgona) I spent most of my time in bed since I was really sick. But there were always guests in the house.

We had Raphaël (photo) - a cousin, his sister (name?), Quentins uncle (name?), Florence's parents (ergo: Grandparents)(name?), two of my host-sisters - Gaëlle(photo) and (Name?), all together to celebrate THREE birthdays(photo). We had a nice time together, ate a lof of sweet-tasting food and went to the enormous cinema-complex "Ciné-dôme" (photo)to watch "El labyrinto del Fauno" - a spanish film which was really interesting and really good!

At the end of the holidays I went to Paris to meet all the other Swedish participants. After eating together in a "restaurant" - actually worse than my school cafeteria - a group of people - among them me - decided to go the Louvre (photo of the famous Glass-pyramid), which was free of entry-fee and open.

Lina(?), Sofie(7th photo) and Julia, Marie (8th photo), and Victor (9th photo) among others did a QUICK tour around the whole thing and later went searching for a bar. We got to bed awefully early to enjoy a morning strall in Paris.

Julia n°2, Staffan, Victor and Erik(12th photo) went inside the fabulous Notre-Dâme (11th photo) cathedral and later up to Sacre-Coeur - which I've already visited but it's wonderful anyway. Since Sacre-Coeur lies in Montmartre which is more or less the "Red-light-district" of Paris we saw a lot of - hrrm - disturbing shops (13th photo).. We decided to pay a visit to just this particular shop and went in to a haven for all kinds of perverts. The fun thing though is that they wouldn't let Staffan go inside because he "didn't look 18" but when he explained he was from Sweden, the manager smiled and let him in with a nod.. Geesh..

We were also searching for a toilet, so when we FINALLY found one it had to be perpetuated (14th photo).

The day after - meaning Sunday, we paid a visit to the Eiffel Tower (Photos 15, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21) - which made me miss my train. It was only me and Victor who decided to go up all the way, and damn, it was high up..

Back in Clermont, the famous Tram had started rolling - just testing it - but still, rolling. So when I was going through town with Ethel we saw that the Tram had stopped (probably derailed - again) just at the most trafficked crossover in all of central Clermont.. Busses, cars, lorries - all were jammed because of the Tram (22nd photo).. How I laughed!

I also found the road of hell - Rue d'Enfer(23rd photo).. Who would want to live there I ask..?

Another update with more updated info later.

20/11 - 30 Days

2006-11-20T09:56:00.000+01:00

Finally! This time comes a long photoblog! The family-computer broke down three weeks ago so I haven't had the chance.

Förklaringar kommer senare! Explanations another time!

14/11 - A blank page

2006-11-14T11:43:00.000+01:00

I want to leave a blank page for everything that I would like to say, but can't.

I want to leave a blank page for every feeling that I would like to express, but won't.

I want to leave a blank page for each moment we've shared, that are now only memories.

This is me being in the most honest silence.

Fuck it..

There is no justice in the way cruel men decide upon our fate.

I want to let you know that we will keep in contact.
I won't let you slip away.
My thoughts go to you, your Father and your Brother.

A letter will come passing by, sooner rather than later. I'm always here.

10/11 - See You Soon

2006-11-10T13:45:00.000+01:00

Why can't my iPod just work? Why can't it even be charged?

Marion tried to fix it yesterday and it WORKED, for about 5 minutes, afterwards when I had returned to the Internat it didn't work at all. It made "funny" noises, couldn't find any music, couldn't move, couldn't be turned off and it couldn't be charged. So right now, it's totally dead, and so is my universe away from home aswell. How can I know listen to "Day Five: Voices", "Day Three: Pain", "Louden", "See You Soon" and "Sunspirit (Ivan Gouche & Luke Chable Remix)"? How can I know dream away to Elithoras thundering techno-set from Linköping? MERDE is about the only word that comes to mind.. I can only hope the insurance covers this mess, well I know the guarantee does, but hey, anyway..

The song, yeah, I promised you all a song, so here it is.

©Fredrik Scheike, 2006.

Vers 1: Now you never wanted to listen so I'll tell you whats up x3
So you back yourself down, and shut the fuck up!
So you thought that yould play me and fuck off without even pay me,
leave me bleeding and alone, like you thought it was written in stone?

Vers 2: But I have not forgotten, how you left my corpse for rotting
How your mocking laughter, burned my heart forever and and after
My hatred has been my healing force, now I strike with no remorse!

Refr 1:
I have been walking tall,
I have taken it all,
I have wailed at walls
But expect my repayment RAW
Time is past you paid
Paid for whatver you say
So bring, all your tears
Pay with your brooding fears
From this day I swear
I'll be your worst NIGHTMARE.

Vers 3:
Let me tell you, you're all alone, defenseless despite your throne
'Cause I have penetrated your inner circles and places sacred.
Burned a bleeding hole, through everything you thought you know
So do what your people told, 'cause I won't rest until you're mold.

Refr 2:
I've fought all your clones,
People have rattled my bones
I have stood the stones
Blood is my newfound COIN
Run for miles and miles,
you can't escape my raging fires
I've gone to kill and maim,
Learnt the rules of your game.
Since you are the one to blame
I CAN'T EVER FEEL THE SHAME!

Vocal FX: Oh my god, from the depths I call you, for I know I've wronged and I know my sins. Give me absolution so my soul may be at peace. For I wish not to perish as a being dressed in robes of betrayal.

Refr 1.
___________________©Fredrik Scheike 2006________________________
I've got no idea if it's possible to make something out of this, but I'll give it a shot as soon as I get home.

09/11 - You worry too much.

2006-11-09T12:26:00.000+01:00

Gawsh frigging thousands thundering cows I'm pissed..

This country has had the best of me.. First of all, I don't know who, what, when or even why, but the first thing that broke was of course my big headphones.. Broke after the premiere month, thank you very much.

Then I told the guys at the Internat to be CAREFUL with my other pair of small in-ear headphones, but of course they broke after someone started swinging them and banging them in to walls..

THEN, TODAY of all days, my iPod decides to break down! What the FµçK have I done wrong?

Well, I've finished my song, had a lot of spare rage today.. It'll be up later.

And right now, I'm a friend with special Privilieges, thanks Ethel. Du är allt för söt!

1/11 - The Code

2006-11-01T15:03:00.000+01:00

Nâgra samlade One-liner tankar hittills i frankrike:

"How do I know I'm turning french? I'm searching for Nutella in the morning.."

"If it's bad, it's Swedish, but hey, if it SMELLS it's French..!"

I övrigt har jag glömt rätt mycket av mina och andra one-liners.. Ganska sâ blandade känslor idag, âker snart till Paris (2 DAGAR!!) vilket känns rätt chill, önskar att jag redan vore där dock.

För visst är min familj snälla - verkligen, men dom är lite trâkiga. Bah, inget gott som inte för nâtt gott med sig och vice versa.

2 böcker hittills lästa.
"Tärningsspelaren." Luke Rhinehart
"Game of Thrones" George RR. Martin

Fler lär det bli!

30/10 - As things appear to be.

2006-10-30T15:02:00.000+01:00

It's no fun being sick.. No fun at all.

For three days in a row now, I've been having major headaches and stomachaches. What an awesome way to start ones vacation on! I've meddled numerous ideas of what it might be with Florence but now, when I finally know, she doesn't believe me.. I mean, how hard can it be? I know the symptoms, and I definitely know this is it, so just give me the meds and know I'm not 5 years old just because I speak french like one! Of course, by natural reasons, I can't start yelling in anyones face like that.

So what have I been doing these days?

Wednesday/Mercredi/Onsdag:
What a HARD day in school this was! Watched Indigènes for approx. 2 hours and then the day was at an end. I ate as usual at the school-cafeteria.

Afterwards I went with Anne-Lise to get a cup of coffee and chat a little. We had a great time and afterwards we exchanged numbers if anyone of us would feel like doing something during the vacancy. She followed me to the bus and then we parted in different directions, she went to see a friend and I went home to the family. Didn't really do much, save eating salt-liquorice which my mother had been so kind to send me.

Thursday/Jeudi/Torsdag:
This was the day I decided to do jack shit, meaning of course, nothing. I sat at the computer, I read, I slept, I ate, I drank when I needed - everything in my own pace. Perfect.

Finished the day by talking away one hour with my mother.

Friday/Vendredi/Fredag:
Reading is nice!

I read more than I ever thought possible for me, around 150 pages during just one day. That means almost 25 chapters for you Mr. Holmes! Well, I also start having major stomach-aches so there's not much more that I would like to do either. At the evening I eat enormous amounts of food since there's a dinner for many a people!

Saturday/Samedi/Lördag:
This is the day when the shit hits the fan. . I wake up, having an enormous amount of pain in the lower and upper regions of my stomach, so I'm thinking it's perhaps my old chatarr which feels like paying a revisit.

I don't eat much and explain why. I also say that I'm going out to see a friend in my class later in the afternoon.

I get in to Clermont at approx. 15:00 and wait just a few minutes before Sonia appears "out of the blue", we talk, we laugh and we go to FNAC to look into their huuge selection of manga. After some time strotting around, reading, looking in to different shops etc. we decide to get along to her place for the BATTLE to begin! She serves me with a glass of coke and some bread and biscuits and stuff and we start fighting, on screen naturally! Marion comes along as well and starts fighting with the rest of us! She humiliates me at both Tekken4 and 5 but no hard feelings, it's all fun and games! I come home somewhere around seven'o'clock and get to bed around 23:00.

Sunday/Dimanche/Söndag:
After not regaining my health I still have an enormous stomach-ache and on top of it all I get a major migraine aswell..! I skip lunch and sleep after taking two Eeze and drinking water. I get up at 14:30 again to eat 3 potatoes with butter and salt and finish with a yoghurt with raspberry-jam. The potatoes were okay but why on earth did I eat that yoghurt..? I mean come on! When I have an irritated stomach it's not very intelligent eating something you know you've reacted on earlier!

Ah well, never mind. I went out walking at 15:00 thinking I would just take a short walk around the neighbourhood. When I after an hour realize I've ended up in another part of town I start heading back. I ended up walking for almost three and a half hours, so when I got home I was in serious need of a shower since I could sense the smell of my own perspiration.

After a long, well-needed and HOT shower I dress and start reading some more. "Tärningsspelaren" is a captivating, interesting and completely absurd book. Mindbending, fun and puzzling to say the least.

I don't eat very much but I try to be social with our newly arrived guests, Florences brother Philippe, and her sisters children Rafael and (Anna?).

Get to bed somewhere around 21:30 and fall asleep at 23:00 after moaning alone in my bed.

Monday/Lundi/Mândag:
I today decided to skip my usual bowl of sterilized milk(*shrug*), coconut-müesli and jam and decided that my stomach needed something to work with so I ate two slices of bread and a cup of tea and as Flo told me that the whole family was going to go shopping for food I saw my chance to buy me some oat-meal-material so I of course tag along.

We drive, or, Quentin drives and the rest of us pray for our lives in the back seat. Okay, I overexaggerate a bit, but he doesn't drive directly calm. We end up shopping for about 2 hours with me finding the stuff I was looking for and some peripherials. Well, now I have to go so I bid you all farewell and hope you all feel better than I do!

Loads of love from the backroom!

Bisous

25/10 - Indigènes

2006-10-25T22:40:00.000+02:00

"...Wherever humand blood is spilt, there's nigh victory, nor loss to speak of, for a loss in battle presules a winner - and how can one win where there exists only tragedy, where there exists only insolence and where only ignorance still stands undefeated?

For where ignorance rules, we dance like fools to its pipe, and we tend to forget..

So I spit at your false tears, I shun your two-faced wails and I mock you as you lie weeping, with a smile never more than an inch away. For you may have watched, but have you truly seen? And you may have heard, but have you truly listened?

Weep for it, but not for your banner, nor for your brave men, weep for our own ignorance, weep for our evidentially approaching dool - for 'tis more likely to come than our salvation. Weep for it all, but not for the foul bloodstains on your flag, weep for it all - for every human life lost is a tragedy written anew."
© Fredrik Scheike,
2006.

Wow, a movie surely can awake emotions.. If it's ever destined for Sweden, I recommend it, for it's not like ordinary World War II-movies.

"Ursäkta att jag stör sâ "sent", men jag kom pâ en sak. Jag tycker om dig."
Tack! Det var gulligast idag!

Loads of love from the family mansion!

Bisous!

(2 months in France and still counting! *yay*)

24/10 - Du borde fatta bättre än att försöka rymma härifrân

2006-10-24T11:04:00.000+02:00

Axplock av allt jag skrivit hittills:

Have you ever felt down or beat?
Ever had the feeling you were incomplete?
Thought that there was more to life than this?
That everything passes by like chances you've missed?
Let me tell you, you are not the only one,
who sees exactly how the universe went wrong.
You and me could blame both time and room,
though we both know,
humanity has prepared it's own doom.
____________________________
J'éspere,
j'éspere, je pourrais voir ton visage
juste
une fois encore
et
j'éspere bien, tu n'as pas m'oubligé
dejà.
____________________________
..
As death lurks closer
and terror reigns the earth.
I'm still that last bit of coal,
pyring in your hearth.
The chains all bind closer
as for air you try to grasp.
As you turn feeble and weak,
I'm the only strengthening hand you could clasp.
___________________________

Det kommer mer sen. Tror jag.
("4" i historia och "19" i Engelska! Yaay!)

Loads of love from the library!

Bisous

22/10 - Autumn Tactics

2006-10-22T21:40:00.000+02:00

Sitting here, eating my breakfast and doing nothing special really.

Had quite a week, yesterweek so I'm still quite sucking on the joy-caramel from then.

Monday, nothing special, talked to Julia more than half an hour, and I must say, those calls are a small refuge, we have so much fun! Thanks! I also went around on all the schools (2) to talk to every highly positioned person in order to get the permission to stay out at nights during the Jazz-festival. I finally got permission to stay out until 0:00 EVERYDAY that I would like as long as I told in advance.

Tuesday, met up with Ethel who wasn't feeling very good. We walked around and ended up at a café, talking away hours and hours. I think we drank one cup of coffee (read: brown-colored water with a hint of besque) during the whole 5 or 6 hours we sat there. We talked about life, about france, about the universe, well, pretty much about everything really. I believe she felt a little better when we parted somewhere around 21:00.

I then decided to go for a Kebab since I had skipped dinner in school, in order to talk to her and maybe go to the Jazz-festival. As I brought it back to the Internat, I realized my mistake. EVERYONE wanted to taste and eat my French Fries. So of course I gave around, ended up with 3 or 4 of my own. . .

Wednesday, ordinary day in school but unordinary in any other way. Me and Ethel decided that we should go and see Caroline, a friend of Ethel who lived around 100 km north of Clermont.

As we sat there waiting Ethel after a while spotted Caroline's host sister who we knew was coming for her weekly health control. She greeted us with the message that Caroline was "Chez elle".. What do you mean we asked? "Chez elle, en Suède?" "Chez elle"

Turns out she had left France for about 1 week ago WITHOUT saying anything to anyone. The day kind of went of from 100 to nothing in just a few moments.Well, me and Ethel went to the Jardin du Coq and sat talking the day away again. It's so nice to have a friend who speaks Swedish here, who understands and who listens. I also bought a new pair of shoes since the others were starting to give in. Went to school to eat and then headed for the Jazzfestival all alone since no-one could accompany me.

WHAT A F*CKING EVENING!! Marvellous Jazz the entire evening! Carla Cook Quartet first started off with a marvellous concert with traditional big-band-jazz mixed with Duke Ellington and Miles Davis. Then came the French pianist (Jacky Terrasson) and the French clarinist (name coming) who joined forces in the name of more contemporary Jazz, and let me tell you.. I've never seen a more brilliant pianist. The guy was litterarly a miracle. Gawsh, he left me awed to say the least. In bed around 23:40. 16 euro for an entire evening - yesh pleashe! Wasn't that expensive considering the experience.

Thursday. Nothing special, was awefully tired all the day and having to explain it every five minutes made me even more tired. No Jazz for me that night - didn't really feel like it, really.

Friday. Got invited for lunch at Delphine's place together with her and Marion so I decided to tag along. Learned many a disturbing things during that lunch.

Went to the Jazzfestival with Marion and Ethel that night to finally watch the band I wanted to watch the entire week: Mingus Dynasty - A tribute to Charlie Mingus.

First act was Robert Glasper Trio who played a mix between HipHop, contemporary jazz, traditional jazz and Miles Davis. Someone to definitely look into later on.

Unfortunately was the Mingus Dynasty something of the most horrible thing I've ever seen. Well okay, some songs were quite tightly played, but otherwise.. Sheesh.. They gave a messy and an unfriendly impression. I believe they were quite fed up with the music they were playing, or something was terribely wrong anyway. Got a ride to the Lycée with Marion and her mother who Marion named a sausage after I'd written "Din mamma är en Korv" in her notebook.

Saturday. Oh how I didn't want to wake, oh how I wanted to lay in bed and sense the smell of my pillow, and badly I wanted to shoot mister "McFly" for his stupid "RixFM MorgonZoo"-show - in french. Well, I could do neither, so I grabbed my bags and went for breakfast.

After 2 hours of philosophy I talked to Pauline who was worried about Mickaël, and I can definitely imagine way. I think he has either bulemia or anorexia. In either way, it's a tragedy, and I have no idea how I could help him really. Bah! Le monde est injust!

I got on a bus home to my family about one hour earlier than regular hoping it would not disturb any plans. We ate pretty soon and I said I was going out during the evening, for "repas de classe"-class dinner.

Not much happend during the time between eating and eating so when we arrived at the restaurant we were all lead down to the basement where we would dine, the 16 or 18 of us.

We all ordered from perhaps the most grumpy and unfriendly servitor ever but after we got our food everything passed pretty good. I drank a half-bottle of the red wine that I had ordered, and started feeling a little "lighter" so to speak, so I decided to go easy. After finishing my pizza, a part of Delphines ravioli, Ceciles pizza, Isabells pizza and almost Sofianes pizza too the servitor decided to take my plate away with the mumbling words " you know you don't have to finish".. What a way...

We all went out afterwards and I must say French people + Alcohol = a lot of laughters and possible embarrasing situations.

We ended the soirée at approx. 0:30 when Delphine was kind enough to drive me home.

Sunday. Slackerday! Didn't to much, well, okay.. I translated all my notes in philosophy and worked a lot of grammar, but other than that pffs. I spent the day on MSN talking to many of my closest and later went for the regular walk around Boissejours with Ethel.

Now it's another monday gone by and I have stayed here for almost 8 weeks.
8 WHOLE weeks.. Geesh, where has time flown?

Loads of love!

Bisous from the library!

Fredrik

19/10 - Tony Tuggar Tuggummi!

2006-10-19T17:48:00.000+02:00

Haha! Ja du hörde rätt! Tony Tuggar Tuggummi mâste bli featured som dagens lât! Helt klart!

I övrigt kan jag hastigt och lustigt säga att saker är fett bra just nu, jag är lite sâdär smâspattigt löjligt glad! Förklarar närmre sen!

Sen:

Bah! Aphärlig helg, lyckas klämma fram ett tillstând som gör att jag fâr vara ute till 0:00 varje kväll den här veckan, p.g.a. Jazzfestivalen! Huuur bra som helst! Nu känns det gött att leva!

Photos!
1:a raden:
Jag njuter av höstsolen || Jonas pâ internatet gör Death-metal miner
2:a raden:
Delphine och Marion är narcissistiska || Jag och tom (han Är blyg, detta var det enda sättet att fâ honom pâ bild.
3:e raden:
Sâ här mâlar man fasader i frankrike! || Boissejours, miniförort till en mini-by utanför Clermont-Ferrand (Jag bor här)
4:e raden:
Min skola i höstljuset || Mickaël med min halsduk, hans Poi - som Âsna i Nalle Puh!
5:e raden:
Ett vackert höstlöv jag hittade || Höstträd

16/10 - Tell me, what happend to me?

2006-10-16T09:31:00.000+02:00

10/10 - I got to believe.

2006-10-10T12:08:00.000+02:00

Vers 1. As the rules are changing, the pawns take their places
ready to overthrow the reigning king and queen.
The people are relentless and in need of a revolution,
fed up with things that are and things that have been.
Maybe you've never heard the shouts of the mob,
the screams; their voices, raidsed to a solemn protest:
"It's time for you to step aside, to let the new blood in,
for this is the new time, REVOLUTINARY UNREST!"

Refr. All this time, we have waited with hatred and rage,
clench your fists as we embody the emotion!
The time for negotiation is past, there's no more need to wager,
Time for actions, time to set this nation in motion!

Hold your heads up high, sisters and brothers.
Join leagues, form groups, stand united!
Equal we are, equal we fight, we're divided by no colours.
We shall make them see they rule us uninvited!

Vers. 2 So what the fuck's really going on, when now-a-days
even a baby knows a knife from a gun?
Is this cold world something we want to pass on,
to our children who doesn't know murder from fun?
Unite and face dangers in the hour of defeat,
know that we are one, and let it be heard!
Don't let their lies pollute our world,
don't tolerate racism, whether you're jew, swede, american or curd!

Inte helt perfekt, men det kommer!

8/10 - Bonsai

2006-10-08T11:27:00.000+02:00

Another Photoblog, this time with a little text aswell!:

My room viewed from the bed.

These cute minibuses traverse all the town! || Cathedral - astounding.

My piece I'm working on. || Ethel with Mathieu - her correspondant brother.

The whole Cinema-gang!
Marion, Clementine, Héloise, ___ , Mathieu
Ethel, Delphine.

I have had a pretty busy weekend now..! At Saturday, after lunch, I went home to my family where they were sitting and eating together with one of their daughters who was home during the weekend. I of course sat down, talked and was polite - as usual. I learnt she's studying art at the Paris university, and I must say, she's done some interesting work!

I later started working on my "Explication de Texte" about Descartes.. It was all going quite okay till I suddenly realized, I didn't understand the text, even though I've gotten it explained to me. So I quit.

I had been invited to watch a film together with Ethel - the Swedish girl, Delphine, Marion and some other of their friends, common and uncommon, so I phoned Delphine to let her know I was coming along and then sat down with Descartes again.

At 1820 Delphine picked me up and we headed first for Héloise's house to pick her up and then in to town. We met the others at Place Jaude as me and Ethel had decided. It turns out they have been waiting and debated where to go eat for the last 10 minutes without getting somewhere.

Of course, we started debating aswell as I was hungry as ever. So after another 10 minutes, we decided to go a Kebab-house. When I finally had placed my order we were apparently too late to watch Le Parfum which was the film we were supposed to see. Therefore, we had two options: wait twenty minutes for the same film but this time in French, or, watch another film "Little Miss Sunshine" in approx. 10 minutes. However the case, I would have had the time to eat my plate of kebab, and not having to eat it, walking, standing, talking.

But there was one thing I was quite astonished over; I specifically ordered no pommes-frites, but what's the first thing I see when I open up the Kebab-roll? Just the fries! Gah! Ah well, no hard feelings, I at least had something to eat, in contrast with poor Ethel who hadn't been eating for the whole day.

We got to the cinema, paid and entered a huge cine-hall. The film was adorable and absolutely hilariously noir! This one goes on straight to favourites! I'll buy it when I get back to Sweden, definitely(spelling?)!

Sunday, my family had invited Ethel for lunch so I went to meet her somewhere halfway between Boissejours and Ceyrat. We ate a LOT and very good aswell, ovenbaked salmon with salad, french fries and fresh garden tomatoes, finished with a piece of prune- and apple-pie.

We later went for a walk at the nearby hill to collect chestnuts and get some air. We ended up walking in almost 4,5 hours!

Anyway, now another schoolday starts so I have to rush along to english-class which for me means vacation.

Thanks Âsa for your letter :-) You don't know how happy you have made me (-;

Loads
of
love!

Bisous from the library!

Fredrik

6/10 - Falling.

2006-10-06T17:27:00.000+02:00

I'm sitting here in the library once more after a quite extrordinary and terrifying day..

I awoke at the usual 6:50 and got out of bed to be able to check once more I had all my things packed for the day. I had this feeling I had been sleeping extremely heavy since when the alarm went off, it started ringing in the far distance.

I packed my stuff and headed for breakfast. Same "demi-wholegrain"-bread, bowl of tea, glass of orangejuice, yoghurt but today they also served leftover fruits which for me meant a banana!

I got to my historylesson which today was transformed in to the premier geographylesson. I sat there, trying to take notes, trying to think in french but soon realized that I had major difficulties with both my concentration and my understanding. I always find it difficult, but today it was as if the teacher all of a sudden started speaking Greek or latin or some completely different language. First I thought it was only because I was more tired than usual and that it was early in the morning, but when the world around litterarly started turning I started sensing something was wrong.

I endured the first hour, the break, and twenty minutes in on the second half of the lesson when I realized my ship was sinking.

I raised my hand and said I needed to go to the Infermerie (Schoolnursery, skolhälsovârden) to get some help. As I got up I realized I had no balance and my legs were weakening under me so I had to hold on to something. I got out of the classroom and had a sentinemental breakdown because I had no idea what was happening. Marion and Sofiane (guy, not a girl..!) had promised to help me so they more or less dragged the half-sobbing dizzy-near-to-vomiting-frail Swede to the Infermerie. I think I cried almost all the way, or half-cried really. My head kind of felt like an exploaded goat-cadaver on speed.. Not very well that is to say.

I explained what had happened for the school-nurses and they lead me to a room where I could lie down. I lay down and they checked my bloodpressure, asking the ordinary questions "What have you eaten? How have you been sleeping? Do you have any cardial-diseases?". I ended up lying in that bed for almost 2 and a half hour. Half-awake, half-dreaming. I drank a glass of something containing paracetamol and "awoke" at 1200 .

Florence had been notified so she came to see me aswell. I was feeling somewhat better so I convinced them I was strong enough to go on the rest of the day.

I was hungry as wolf so I passed the SELF and went to eat with Delphine, Marion and Sandrie at Quick. 2 LARGE burgers, a large coke and a pack of Fries later we headed for Delphines house, where I slept another 2,5 hours..

Well, after a catastrophical control in Allemand I'm now going to the Internat to rest myself some more.

Bisous!

Loads of love from the library!

Fredrik

4/10 - Rush.

2006-10-04T17:06:00.000+02:00

Jag har hittat franska motsvarigheten till Radio Rix FM.. Jag är SÂÂÂÂ lycklig.

How do you know you've succeeded with your language?

Mickaël asked me one breakfast this week what I've been dreaming, I of course couldn't answer since I didn't remember. He then told me he had understood everything I had said, because I had been speaking FRENCH in my sleep! How awesome isn't that..?

Well well:)

Love from the Café

Bis!

Fredrik

2/9 - Suburban Train

2006-10-02T16:35:00.000+02:00

Time for me to write a little aswell!

This weekend has clearly been passable, enjoying it for real, though all this language training makes me kind of dizzy.

I finished at 10 as usual on saturday morning and waited for the clock to turn 11:00 because that's when I was about to be picked up. I headed, directly after course to a little bar with Delphine and Marion to take a coffee. After a lot of thinking I decided I wanted a cold nice coke in the near-to-summer-sun". I headed back to the Lycée where Florence would pick me up, because we were going to go visit Georges mother who had her anniversary Saturday. She had told me earlier that Georges and Quentin would go by bike and we others by car but as we approached "home" she told me we were all going together.

During the way "home" to pick up all the others me and Florence started discussing the problems I'm having with learning and wanting to quit german. I debated it for the whole way when I started realizing it was as pointless as it is arguing with ice..
"You're only saying that french is closer to swedish than german because you've never studied german before.."
- No I say so because it takes A LOT of time for a swedish to learn german - in swedish. Time and effort which I would like to lay on something more valuable, say, learning FRENCH?
"All languages are hard in the beginning you know.. You will speak good german after this year."

BAH! It's hopeless, but I will write a letter for my headmaster in ENGLISH so she understands my difficulties, and of course, so I can argue better for my cause, which I think is a just cause. I can't believe this narrow-mindedness of people, who are oh-so-sweet otherwise, stop dabbling about what you think and start listening to what I say.

After a lot of running around, collecting the last stuff over and over again we finally headed off - true Sunes Sommar-style. Everybody were confused and stressed so that doesn't make the greatest combination.

The drive took about an hour and a half or two hours, I don't really recall since I was resting most of the time.. I actually managed to fall asleep, and right after Vincent fell asleep and our heads crashed and we both woke with a wonder of what had hit us both..!

We arrived and we started eating like all good feasts require. We started of with a potato-pie which resembled swedish gratinated potatoes. Good anyhow, I ate a bit too much I think as when it was time for the rest I only took a small portion. Haricots, rice, a rich sauce and salmon. Not the brown salmon-like-stuff we receive in school but rose salmon-filet! As it was time for desert I only took a small slice of the caramellized prune and apple-pie. We headed home at around 5 after meeting with Georges sister who was thinking of buying a house in the same little village.

I had a stomach-ache all the way home and couldn't think of eating ANYTHING later on, but as we got home Florence started cooking immeadiatley.. During the day I had been in contact with the other swede here in Clermont-Ferrand and as I got home we decided that we should meet and take a walk on Sunday.

We ate and afterwards I had a LONG healthy sleep, I think I slept somewhere around 13 hours that night..

I woke Sunday somewhere around 11:30 and went down to have a small breakfast before lunch at 12:30. I was still feeling my stomach from yesterday so I didn't it very much of the very good Lasagna that Florence had cooked.

Afterwards, Florence and Georges went biking in the mountains and the boys returned to their studies. Ah well, Quentin started playing Black&White and I have no idea what Vincent did. I took a shower and then started heading for inner Ceyrat where I was going to meet Ethel. Since I had no idea how to get there, where to go or how to meet, I called her as soon as I got out of the house. She sounded like a very nice girl on phone so it was with a light heart I set out to find my way. Turns out it was almost 1,5 km from Boissejours to Ceyrat - and walking in jeans, longarmed sweater and a "mössa"(english word, gawsh?) in the hot October sun wasn't my kind of cup of tea. As I got to Ceyrat and met with Ethel we started walking around as we had agreed. I after a while mentioned that I was beginning to feel rather thirsty so a place where I could spend some Euros on a drink would be highly appreciated.

Unfortunately, all of Ceyrat is closed down ALL SUNDAYS. After walking around in Ceyrat for almost 2 hours we found a park-bench where we sat down and talked some more - for an hour or so. We after that started "heading home" walking in the direction of Boissejours. We took small passages and winding small roads so the walk took about another hour. All and all a good days exercise with nice company for 4 hours! Wonderful!

Home again, I ate dinner with the others. Leftovers of lasagna, freshly picked cooked mushrooms, "sallad" and the usual cheese and prune-pie.

Back to school today. "Pas des problemes."

Explication for all pictures:
1: First of all we have Mme Pont who is a wonderful philosophy teacher, she's like the female French Sören! Just has to be perpetuated, right?
2: Toasts in Champomy(like Pommac) - around two weeks ago - to celebrate Delphine's drivers license!
3: A "panorama" over the central parts of Clermont-Ferrand.
4: One morning the sunrise was so beautiful it just had to be perpetuated, so here it is, sunrise over the internat.
5: The lights in Delphine's elevator, very classy artistic lighting.
6-7: At Mickaëls place one week ago, Pauline had here fire-poi with her, I decided not to try and instead take these shots. N° 6 is Pauline and N° 7 is Mickaël.
8: This wednesday I was invited for a pick-nick at Puy-de-Dôme with Anouk, Delphine and Marion and the weather and views were magnificent.
9: Puy-de-Dôme is a popular place for parachuters, this is one of them on this day.
10: As I had said that the prejudice against French is that they all wear berets and have a baguette, Delphine went "bazongas" when she saw a man with a beret on Puy-de-Dôme, she went over to him and asked him to hold the baguette while she took the picture. Turns out the guy was SWISS.
11-12: Found this awesomely beautiful thistle on the Dôme.
13: The girls at the Pick-nick.
14-15: From the trip with the family this weekend.

2/9 - Doesn't Remind Me

2006-10-02T08:34:00.000+02:00

Another picture-blog from the two weeks gone past.
Texts up later today, or tomorrow?:
1 row.
2 row.
3 row.
4 row.
5 row.

1st row - L to R: Madame Pont, my philosophy teacher. || Toasting in Champomy in the schoolyard. || Clermont-Ferrand.
2nd row - L to R: Sunrise over the internat. || Elevator-lights. || Fire-poi session with Pauline and Mickaël.
3d row - L to R: Fire-poi session with Pauline and Mickaël. || Clouds above Puy-de-Dôme. || Parachuters at Puy-de-Dôme.
4th row - L to R: Swiss guy with beret and baguette. || Beautiful rose thistle. || Same thistle with a bumblebee.
5th row - L to R: Delphine, Marion and Anouk at Puy-de-Dôme pick-nick. || Vincent - the other brother. || Florence - my correspondant mother.

28/9 - Strike!

2006-09-28T08:55:00.000+02:00

Well, here I go again, whining away.

Sitting here at the Internet-café not far from school, where one hour on internet costs 2.50, but why in the middle of the morning you ask?

One answer: today I experience the first of - probably - many "grèves" to come. Yup, it's a strike right now, why? I understand perfectly why, there is now limit to the number of pupils permitted in each class. There are classes with 38 pupils on my Lycée, and others have told me horror-stories of classes of up to 45 people at Collège. Of course the teachers can't put up with it!

Anyway, I'm not permitted to quit German to take a course in French. Just because "it's not according to the rules". French is not considered to be a "foreign language" you see.

I'll print the story in black and white for you.

I want to quit german. Why? Because I seriously can't understand jack shit, I understand that which resembles Swedish, but that's not good enough since the two are very far apart, one thing the French and especially the administrators can't seem to understand.

So this is what happened tuesday.

I thought I had quit german, and therefore the day as the clock struck 10. I waited though, just to be sure that my teacher knew I had quit. So I went to the lesson at 1500 just like everyone else really happy KNOWING this was my last lesson ever in german. As the bell rings for the lesson to start an intendant walks in and says I've been summoned to the CPE - head of all intendants - at the end of the lesson. During the lesson in german, I don't do anything and the teacher most of the time ignores me - fine by me! I have to remain there for the entire lesson though but afterwards I went to the CPE at 16. I had already promised Marion and Delphine to meet them outside the Lycée at 16 so I had to say that I had been summoned to a meeting, but it would only take like 5 or perhaps even as much as 10-15. So I go to the CPE and starts to discuss.. I end up discussing with her for almost 50 minutes.. During that time we also phone my correspondant mother, who ALSO tells me the same thing as the CPE.

"I know it's hard in the beginning, all languages are, but don't give up, you know there's no demand for you to take the Bac, you see?"
- Yes I know all languages are hard from the beginning, that's EXACTLY why I want to quit german! It's not the beginning, it's a course for those who have studied the language for 5 or 6 YEARS! Not 5 or 6 TIMES!
"But there's no pressure from our side that you should pass the Bac, you see?"
- That's not the problem, and YES I know perfectly well I do not have to pass the Bac..
"Good, good, then remember; all languages are hard in the beginning.."
- I KNOW, that's why I want to quit german, take a course in French together with Première or even Secondaire, to learn FRENCH faster. That's why I'm here, is it not? I would have no problem studying with the younger pupils, I'll adapt!
"You don't have to pass the Bac, but it's not impossible you see, we had an american with us last year who did it.."
"It's against the rules you see.."

WHEN WILL YOU FUCKING LISTEN TO ME INSTEAD OF SAYING WHAT I SHOULD, COULD AND CAN'T DO?!?! FUCK THE RULES! IT'S NOT THAT HARD?!

Gawsh! Even my mentor AND my teacher of foreign languages think it's okay, so where LIES THE FRIGGING PROBLEM?! "It's against the rules, and the rules are as holy as Mother Mary herself - bless her soul.."

Bah! But I haven't given up.. I'm now writing a personal letter to "Madame la Proviseure"- the principal, to perfectly explain everything. After that, we'll see with the rules..

Yesterday after courses me, Marion, Delphine and Anouk had a pick-nick at Puy-de-Dôme, which was awesome - save the fact I was feeling ill! It's so beautiful around here, the nature and everything! I'll post some photos at the family computer later.

As we left Puy-de-Dôme-mountain we went back to Delphines place and I finally got to see the full "Wallace and Gromit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit"! Gawsh, it's hilarious! I'm so buying it when I get back to Sweden!

Anyways, I'll get going now after writing away my anger at everything.

Hope it wasn't too long and too much ranting about.

Bisssosuss!

Loads of love from the Library!

Fredrik

26/9 - Metamorphoses

2006-09-26T10:22:00.000+02:00

Ah Putain!

It feeels gooooood to finish at 10 now a days! But I will still go to the course, just to see if I have to be there! Now you wonder: What is HE talking about?!

I've quit GERMAN! And apparently, if things go the way I want - I'm going to start a course in french with the UNIVERSITY students! Not the french-university-course, but the "french-for-foreigners-university-course"! Could it be any better? I think NOT!

During my "away"-time from here I've been doing sooo much I think I've forgotten half. Last friday after classes, I together with Delphine, Marion and Anouk went on a tour around Clermont. Since Delphine had passed here license last tuesday (on wednesday we drank and toasted in "Champomy", carbonated apple-juice, to celebrate her license - IN THE SCHOOLYARD! Haha) she of course wanted to practice her driving. And I have to say I'm impressed, because seriously, I would go bollocking mad, driving around in this town! The roads are chaotic, the horn sounds all the time and all the crossings are an abomination to all laws of traffic. But it was a really nice tour and I got a nice panorama of Clermont!

Last week I also had a test in litterature which was a control to see how much we've had understood about Ovide and the Metamorphoses. During that lesson, whilst all the others wrote their answers I wrote a 10 lines long excuse clearly expressing my sadness that I didn't understand anything and how I would keep trying till I understood. I also had the time to write a whole letter in Swedish, but I believe that my teacher wasn't all to happy.

This weekend I've been at Mickaëls place to celebrate his birthday which was the 9th of september. I had bought, together with Fanny, Muriel and Pauline, bolas(Poi) for him, and I knew or at least hoped that he would be happy. We set off at 14 after having lunch at McD.. Yes.. I ate a hamburger at McD's.. But I believe or at least, I want to believe that it was for the greater good.

The drive was quite long but fast since we drove at the the Auto-route, we were, to my fear - pushing 150-160 on a wet motorway - during turns and overtakings.. I was never really truly afraid though since Benoit, who was driving, seemed to have control over the situation. But as the rain got more intense, he slowed down as a concious driver.

As we got there the party started - and the smoking with it.. 3 packets or 4 on 3 people - inside the house - during two days..! After dinner we started playing games, both on the XBOX and "ordinary" games. They had a large cask of alcohol so we drank some aswell. Not too much though (Robert feel my eyes;))! When we sat there, drinking a little and playing games something rather weird happened. I got a call on my phone from an unknown number so of course I answered:
"C'est Fredrik"
Silence
Ja hej det är Fredrik Scheike.
Silence
Hallâ? Salut? Cou-Cou?
*Moaning noises* *a cough* *more moaning* then Click!

I went back inside and told everyone what happened and about 5 seconds later, the telephone rings again. This time I let Yannick answer. He goes on and on in french and I understand around half of what he's saying, he puts on the speaker and suddenly we here a "D'accord" (okay), the telephone then passes to Mickaël who starts speaking in french until the call is broken. I put my phone in my pocket and it starts ringing once more. I let Benoit answer and he puts on the speaker - still there is only silence. He goes on and on, passes it to Mickaël who passes it to Pauline and then the caller hangs up. I take the phone and head for the toilet. And as I sit there, minding my own business it calls once more, I let it ring till it says I got a missed call, I finish and go out to the others. As soon as I get there it starts ringing once more and Mickaël grabs the phone asking why the caller is calling me "Don't you know Fredrik's sleeping?"
"Okay" - Click!

That was the last of that.. But why oh why do I always attract the bizarre? That's like the 4th time something like that have happened to me..!

We went home sunday afternoon after lunch and that's when I realized the dangers of passive smoking. As I got in the car, I felt a pressure over my chest, I felt dizzy, had a hard time breathing and also felt the taste of my own blood in my mouth.. I'm now going to try to carefully avoid cigarettes for the next month or so.

I've posted some pictures but there will be more to come this weekend when I can access the family computer once more!

Gawds, I can't believe I've been here for a month already! I'm soon going home dammit!

Bissous from the Library!

Love

Fredrik

19-25/9 Get busy Child!

2006-09-25T08:55:00.000+02:00

Phew! Now I haven't written here for quite a while, and much has happened since last time, first I will post some pictures and then in another inlay I'll write. So here begins the pictureshow (all the images are clickable - for a greater size):
My chamber at my familys house
The "to-be" summer house of my family, A LOT of work still needs doing.Georges (dad) and Quentin (brother) working hard at the house.
My bed --- Mickaëls bed at the boarding house (internat).
Mickaël playing narcisstic with my camera.
Benjamin, from the boarding house
Fabien, Benjamins older brother, from the boarding house. Adrien, from the boarding house. Skilled Poi-artist.
Jonas, the french guy who listens to Totalt Jävla Mörker!
Quentin(another one), from the boarding house.

More pictures coming up!

17-18-19/9 As I greet the night. Politisk essä.

2006-09-19T10:59:00.000+02:00

Sâ blev det som jag förutspâtt och som jag hoppats att det inte skulle bli. De röda avgâr och de blâ tillträder. Men jag vill inte kalla det en vinst för de blâ utan en förlust för de röd-gröna med Socialdemokraterna i spetsen.

För det är faktiskt mer Perssons fel än Reinfeldts förtjänst. Jag vill tro att detta val har varit ett missnöjesval av Sveriges befolkning, det är i alla fall det jag hoppas.

I och för sig kan till och med jag, inbiten socialist som jag är, säga att det Socialdemokratiska styret den senaste valperioden varit lite väl självgoda. Visst, självsäkerhet är bra, men när den övergâr till självgodhet - utan självinsikt - sâ väcker inte det väljarnas förtroende. Vilket nu förhoppningsvis har fungerat som en väckarklocka för vâr svenska socialdemokrati.

Personligen tror jag att socialismen är det enda sättet att styra ett land pâ, men de blâa fâr nu gärna överbevisa mig, jag tänker inte tacka nej. Jag har ju faktiskt bara vuxit upp med socialismen som styrande ideologi, i alla fall sâ vid medveten âlder, sâ jag kanske bara är rädd för förändringen? Är det kanske dâ Jag som är konservativ? Har jag verkligen svalt socialismens propaganda med hull och hâr?

Bara för att förtydliga, jag tror inte per automatik att det kommer att barka ât skogen bara för att Sverige numera förs av blâ flagg, men jag tror dock att chansen är betydligt större.

Det har varit en tuff mandatperiod den här gângen, kantad av mânga och lânga skandaler och extrema politiska grodor. Men jag tror att det är till följd av den trötta och allmänt uppslupna stämningen inom partiet Socialdemokraterna. Partiets ledning har lugnt lutat sig tillbaka och sagt: "Det är lugnt, alliansen i all ära - men det gâr bra för Sverige och vi behöver inte anstränga oss mer för att fâ folk att rösta pâ oss." En lite för nonchalant stämning och andemening för svenska folket.

För visst gâr det bra för Sverige, verkligen, vi har högkonjuktur och det är helt och hâllet politikens förtjänst, men nâgot som styret inte räknade med var Alliansens slagkraft. Att Allians för Sverige var betydligt bättre förberedda pâ att ta striden om väljarna än vad Socialdemokraterna var. Âter var valupptakten kantad av mânga skandaler och interna trâkigheter, som Folkparti-spioner och medlemsfusk.

Ett brustet Socialdemokratiskt parti.

Dock är nästan det som stör mig mest det politiska rävspel som bâda block har kört med. Moderater pratar bidrag och Socialdemokrater skattesänkningar och annat högertjafs. Social-Moderater och Modekrater, det var inte mycket som skilde partierna ât när det väl kom till kritan.

Sâ hur bra kommer det att gâ för Sverige med blâtt i topp? Hur väl kommer vâr välfärd att mâ?

Jag hoppas innerligt att vârt blâa styre bara räcker i en mandatperiod - en mandatperiod som kommer att vara mycket viktig för det röd-gröna blocket. En chans att vila upp sig, reda ut interna konflikter, stärka banden sinsemellan partierna och sen till slut fâ chansen att arbeta i opposition. Det kan vara en välbehövd paus för Socialdemokratin, en välbehövd liten knäpp pâ näsan om man sâ vill. En fingervisning om att man faktiskt inte kan ignorera sina väljare och luta sig tillbaka och tro att allt löser sig.

När nu frâgan om vem som ska ta över efter Göran Persson som partiledare, är det viktigt att partiet inte delar pâ sig sâ som Vänsterpartiet sorgligt nog gjorde för ett tag sen. Inga självklara namn stâr högt pâ listorna men jag hoppas att det löser sig inom partiet.

Nu väntar jag med spänning och andakt pâ hur den nya regeringen kommer att se ut, med Fredrik Reinfeldt som högsta hönset. Det kommer att bli intressant att följa utvecklingen av Sveriges politik frân ett perspektiv utifrân.

En mycket intressant och nâgot skrämmande mandatperiod följer, men jag är inte sen att överraskas om argumenten hâller.

Puss frân biblioteket.
http://www.fredriksfrankrike.blogspot.com
http://www.Scheikz.Deviantart.com

16-17/9 - Salt och Blandat

2006-09-17T17:10:00.000+02:00

Haha! Best title ever!

Awh, I've been having two WONDERFUL days right now, this weekend really is up there at the top. Yesterday of course started with two hours of philosophy as every saturday does. As I had been sleeping awefully good I was unfortunately a bit late when I realized that I would return "home" today, as every saturday. So I collected all of my stuff rather quickly but I still wasn't finished when Fabien came knocking at my door. I tried to explain and he just laughed and remembered that he had forgotten his bag aswell.

We got all our stuff and then headed down for breakfast. Same as always.. But I think my stomach is becoming quite accustomed by now. but it's taken almost 2,5 weeks, though still, I miss PORRIDGE! I never thought those words would come across my lips, but there you have it ladies and gentlemen, hands down, the truth - I miss porridge..

After breakfast, two hours of philosophy awaited me. Those two hours would have taken the must out of me save I hadn't known what was to come. I was going to go trecking for mushrooms with Laureen in the afternoon and the thought of finally going in to the marvellous nature of Puy-de-Dôme kept me alive, but after the lesson was over I wanted to have some alone time.

So as I was the last person out of the classroom I saw, to my disappointment (at the moment) that three girls were waiting for me.. I couldn't lie to them but I couldn't say the truth either so I hung around with them for a moment thinking that after they'd finished smoking they would return home. But no, they weren't..

I started heading for Blaise Pascal (the Lycée where I sleep) to pay for my residency, the girls went along, I didn't think about it much since that's the way that people get in to town. So naturally, as I had said I was going to hang with them for about 5 minutes, I thought they were going in to town! When we got to Blaise I said in my broken french "well this is where I turn..", but did that get them away? No.

I knew where I was going, or at least I said I did, because I wasn't sure I had quite understood all the instructions correctly. They didn't care and so went with me. As we got out from there I said, in one desperate finall try to get some privacy (without being rude):
"Well, I'm going back to our school to wait for the hour to strike 11:30 so that I can eat."
"What will you do..?"
"Just sit and wait"
"Oh then time flies faster if the three of us are waiting together..!"

GAWSH!!! GET THE MESSAGE?!?!

Well well, I ate at 1130 with Clement. Kebob with fries and sallad, AWESOME and well tasting.

I then went home where a GIANT package was handed to me by Quentin, a package from my mother who had been so kind to send me another birthday-present - SALT-LICORICE among other stuff!

I went in to town to meet with Laureen and her mother at 1630. We drove quite a while to get to their little secret mushroom-spot. But they didn't believe that there would be many mushrooms because of the heat.

As we got there we didn't find many, but enough to make it a dinner for them, I thought. Beautiful place with awesome surroundings anyhow!

As we headed back in to town we drove through many of all the small villages around Clermont-Ferrand. As we neared they inivted me to their place for dinner, I of course said yes as I hadn't got any "final hour" from the Deneuvys. I sent a message to let them know that I were alright and where I was going.

So what's the first disc that Laureens mother puts on as we get in to their apartment..? DJ Bone pres. Detroit Techno vol. 2!

A MOM THAT LISTENS TO TECHNO, BY HER OWN WILL?!?! Awesomeness!!

We ate the mushrooms with rice, meat and cournichon. As we sat listening to the record spinning. We also listened to some tripped out norweigan electro which I liked. I REALLY liked it at their place..! Not just the music, but the mood and everything. It was like a film!

I got home at 2330 and went directly to bed.

Today I've been to a french flea market, and finally managed to get my telephone unblocked!

So this is my new number ladies and gentlemen:
+33633967405
I'll of course check my Swedish phone once every day but please, use this number for this year.

Well now I've posted up some pictures aswell.

Hope that everything is fine with all of you!

With loads of love!

Horse in meadow. Laureen looking for mushrooms.

Storm was coming, and as we got in to the car, it started raining. Cows in meadow.

One of the roads we walked, beautiful view. Laureen out the window of the car; smoking.

15/9 - Godspeed

2006-09-15T13:23:00.000+02:00

I forgot something yesterday when I had to finish my blog in like 2 minutes. I'm beginning to love philosophy! For the first time, I understood something yesterday! We're finally beginning with the kind of philosophy I love. Reality - how real is it? Gawsh, I'm only said I can't debate more, because I got so many things on my mind.

Well today was just an ordinary day really. 2 hours of history, 2 hours of litterature, and I must allow myself to say, gawsh, I'm beginning to dislike the educational system here. Where is the dialogue between student/teacher? There's isn't anything that even comes close to that. And I believe that's the only way to actually accumulate the knowledge, by practicing it.

Well I'm off now, going in to town to meet pupils from my class now, in this heavy rain..

Well well, loads of love!

Bis

Fredrik

Isn't it gorgeous? 13-14/9

2006-09-14T16:36:00.000+02:00

As the same blog today decided to go bazongas on me and didn't save A THING of what I had written I have to do a shorter version.

Yesterday was just one of those quite unordinary days. Had two courses - philosophy and history, and finished thereafter. And in between I got the promised surprise from one of my classmates (Delphine) - An IKEA pen and two small Swedish flags! THE JOY OF HOME!! Haha, we had a great laugh and I thanked her heartly.

I went to town after school where I first met with Quentin who had promised me that he could help me unblock my phone. He pretty much ignored me during the whole day, and when we met with one of his friends Thibaud, it was ever even worse. I actually started to think that if I went in another direction, they wouldn't notice - less even care. The deblocking of the phone was unfortunately not a success so I managed to "save" 25€.

After I parted from the guys I went around the Centre Jaude which is the largest shoppingmall in town to look how much I would have to spend for a new phone, realizing that the cheapest would be somewhere around 95€ for just the phone. Well well, I have to do SOMETHING, right? I met with a girl (name..?) from my class in FNAC (a large, no I take that one back, HUGE chain in France) who invited me to her place whenever I'd feel like playing Final Fantasy or Kingdom Hearts - which she totally unexpectedly adored.

I later also met with Delphine and Marion (2 girls from my class) who had promised me a tour around town. We visited the cathedral which was absolutely breathtaking. We then went for a café where we had some cold drinks in the hot weather (29°C and probably more). Afterwards we went windowshopping but when they invited me back to Delphines house I had to decline, I was beginning to feel extremely tired. They understood luckily and promised me to follow me back to the Internat. On the way there we visited Parc de la Coq, which was an absolutely WONDERFUL park, with beautiful flowers, old trees, large ponds and sprouting fountains.

As I returned to my chamber I read until it was time for dinner which I in normal order had with the others.

I studied at the evening and then went to sleep.

Today, philosophy, sports and litterature. Finally, FINALLY I had sports..! I had a lesson in table tennis which was really fun, but NO-ONE showered afterwards.! Disgusting..!

Well the course in litterature was in also in normal order.

Now I'm sitting here, but I have to go, study or something.

Loads of love from the Library!

Gros Bissous!

Fredrik

Eftersnack 9/11

2006-09-12T10:36:00.000+02:00

That's right, I'm a big boy now..! Haha!

Seriously speaking, this has been one of better birthdays ever. I got two calls, 13 text-messages and 6 comments on the blog saying congrats. I was also surprised by family this sunday and by my french friends on the day.

When I joined them for dinner they started singing "Jouyeux Anniversaire..!" loudly and presented me with gifts. I've now celebrated my eighteenth birthday 4 times and it feels so good! I've never gotten this much appreciation - EVER!

Right now, I'm sitting here in the library again in between lessons. I finished my english course at 1000 and I'm starting again at 1500 with another german lesson... What to do in the meanwhile? I've got no idea. I think I'll go in to town for a quick shopping round, or perhaps just rest here until the "SELF" opens (self-catered restaurant at the Lycée).

Whatever I do I shall go around smiling all day, because of my birthday, because of my new-found friends and because of my old loved and loving friends of course.

Well well, I'll probably run back here to cry my heart out after german, so in the meanwhile -
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR GREETINGS!

I hope you all now that I miss you everyday..!

Loads of love!

Grosses Bisous!

Fredrik

9/11

2006-09-11T09:04:00.000+02:00

18 TODAY!!

Nog kort, Robin..?

Sunday 10/9

2006-09-10T22:04:00.000+02:00

What a day, what a joyous day!

I slept late, had a loooong breakfast and did some of my homework, I'm now finished with the English assignment, now I just have Philosophy and litterature left.

All the day I've been reading my new book, mixing it with a blend of music and a hint of studies, all on top with a slice of meals.

Gawsh, lazy wonderful day..!

At dinner today, everyone surprised me by bringing in a huge prune-cake with lighted candles. Singing and all! I had almost forgot my birthday tomorrow because I've thought I would spend it "alone" so to speak. But no, not just the singing and the cake, they brought in enormous amounts of gifts also!

Minth candy, nougat, socks, a packet of drinks, Champagne and best of all 40 E for refilling my french mobile!! That's LOADS of cash!

I think I'm going to fall over, or at least, sleep rather good tonight, knowing that my 18th birthday will still be the best! Those of you in Östersund at the day, please make a comment here on the weather, 'cause I haven't had one birthday with bad weather so far!

Good night and loads of love from me!

Bis

Fredrik

Chez les Deneuvy à la Fin de la Semaine

2006-09-09T18:54:00.000+02:00

For those of you who don't speak french I'll translate the headline for you:

At Deneuvys at the end of the week.

Finally I'm here again! It's been one messy and stressing week but now that I'm back "home" the pieces are finally coming together. I'm beginning to see the picture instead of just the pieces.

First week of school, what can I say? Revolting? Yes very. Disturbing and confusing? Most certainly. Fun? No doubt about it. I've during this week learnt to know multiple people and gotten many friends, not just in those that Quentin has introduced me to, but others aswell. People in my class, in my corridor and other people at the internat. Marvellous! Everything really works out if you're just a bit openminded and actually try to speak french. I've also gotten invited to a birthday party at my roommate's house around the 23d of September, of course I'm going! Marvellous way to learn to know even more people! The joy, oh the joy!

After the "thursday from hell" I sat down at my desk and started to translate the difficult, classic text about Orpheus, from classic, teatrical french to teatrical swedish. It took me almost all the evening and night and I got a lot of help from both my dictionary and friends around me. I was really proud of myself when I fell asleep somewhere around 23:00 thursday night.

So after too little sleep I arose to another hard-to-melt breakfast with loads of sugar and no lasting satisfactory or filling feeling. I knew that I had awakened to yet another day of knowing nothing - History & Geography, Litterature and German, but I didn't think much about it. History lesson went fine, I know pretty much about the WW2 already so it was not that hard. I also managed to talk to another in my class and was actually able to take a xerox(copy) of her notes that she willingly gave up. After that litterature, which is the subject which I translated the text in and which also is the subject that I find the hardest. After feeling really proud of my efforts to finally being able to understand something the teacher had nothing but disdain for me. I of course couldn't answer any of his questions but he understood why, naturally. But during the middle of the lesson, I got a headache from all the french and of course couldn't concentrate which made it even harder. The teacher then "slaps me across the face" with another homework for next thursday - 7 pages with a total of 14 small resumées of 14 classics. As I suddenly realize what I would be forced to do - translate all the stories to comprehend anything - I cracked.

Right there, I just cracked. Too little sleep, bad breakfast and too much french made me cry. I just burst in to tears right there, quietly of course, I don't think that no-one actually realized what I did. After awhile I managed to get myself together and just concentrate on the subject. I also realized that my teacher might have understanding for my situation, so right after class I went up to him and said that I would not be able to do all of it because I hadn't understood half of what he said, and of course, he understood. Another joyous moment right there.

Everything else went smooth and I got to say, I love french school-food. For dinner we got calf escalope with fresh garlic and onion stewed mushrooms. Gawsh, even I enjoyed the mushrooms! I managed to fall a sleep somewhere around 23:30 yesterday, but it was alright because I had only one class today; philosophy.

Today we awoke earlier than usual to be able to pack our bags for going home over the weekend before breakfast. Usually we get up at 06:50 but today at 06:30, but it didn't matter much. We headed for breakfast with all our bags and then after that for classes. The philosophy went smoother than ever today and I acutally managed to understand nearly 1/3 of it! "The notions on reality and reason." That's what we're doing, and it's loads of fun!

After that I went for town to buy some shampoo and some drinks because I was becoming quite a thirsty man. I managed, by my own and without a map to find my way back to the mall we were in the other day - and BACK AGAIN! When I came back I went for lunch with Clement, Mickael(my roommate) and a girl also came along after a while. We all had lunch and rejoiced!

After that I went and picked up my bags and headed for the bus, I was apparently going to take the same bus as Clement so we went together.

I'm just happy to be "home" at the moment, it's all very quiet (except for the Techno on my iPod though) and tranquil. Just like home away from home should be. I have had a chat with many friends also today and had a long and deep discussion about space and time, loads of fun.

Tonight we're all going out to eat at a japanese restaurant - I'm already hungry!

Well, I'm off now, to do, whatever.

Love from the back room

Bis

Fredrik

P.S.: Commenting is not forbidden. D.S.
P.S2.: I will start posting pictures soon also, promise! D.S2.

Thursday bloody thursday

2006-09-07T16:39:00.000+02:00

This is NOT my day..

Litterature course went bad, really bad.. I tried to understand and I really tried to comprehend the homework but it just didn't go my way! I couldn't, I just couldn't, I don't know why but it just wasn't possible.. That's when you're thankful for all your classmates.

We had a small break in the middle of the lesson when a guy from my class approaches me and asks if everything's alright, and also if I understand everything etc. I tell him No, of course, because I didn't understand. Then he says these magical words which lift the world of your shoulders - no, not I love you, but - I can help you! OF COURSE, you can help me, no doubt about it, I'm the "crazy-Swede-who-went-to-france" remember..?

The lesson ended and I was still like a questionmark when I headed for the internat - tired, hungry and absolutely fed up with school. I reach the gates, get inside and up all the 83 steps for my floor and manages to reach the door when I suddenly realize that at some point today, I'VE LOST MY GODDAMN KEY!!!!

On top of it all I have a major headache coming, loads of work to be finished by tomorrow and a new language to learn..

I unpack all of my heavy backpack to find nothing, so of course I get back out. When I get out I realize the gate is closed so I have to take the long way around the other Lycée.

Of course it starts to RAIN!!

I at least manage to buy two snickerbars for comfort.

I gotta go, the library closes.

Love from France.

Second and third day of school

2006-09-07T13:08:00.000+02:00

Oh my, what have I gotten myself in to?

Naw, just kidding, but yesterday I was mighty tired of the french language, the french culture, the french temperature.. Everything. That was probably because I had 2 hours of philosophy and two hours of history and geography. I understood NOTHING! Nearly NOTHING! During philosophy class I've never felt such a longing for home. During class I thought about one of my last days in Sweden, and one of the best of all summer (year even?). The day I was bathing, eating and sleeping on Rödön. Gawsh that was the best day in a long time.

Both are hard courses to attend in your own language, but in a foreign one, it's nearly impossible! But I won't give up that easily, oh no, the french don't know who they're messing with - haha!

Yesterday was a nice day, I had my two courses and then I ate and then I'd finished the day, just as simple as pie. So after all my courses I headed in to town with Quentin and Clément - a friend of Quentin. We went to buy all my stuff that I was still missing, like a block of papers, a "multifile organizer" and some books I still hadn' got. I also took the chance to buy a large english book just so that I could get away from all the french once in a while. I tried to find the largest book so that I could read it for quite a while. I got my paws on the first book of the series "The Song of Fire and Ice", a fantasy series by George RR. Martin. I started reading yesterday and it was actually good, I think I'll like it.

After we had finished all the necessities Quentin wanted to go to a movie, earlier I told him that I would love to come, but after we finished all our shopping, my feet were burning and my temper was dropping. So I bought a large bottle of Fanta Lemon (thanks for the tip Camilla(: ) which was awefully good and headed for the internat. Of course I returned during the closed hours, so I angrily headed for the nearby park where I placed myself on a parkbench, drinking Fanta, eating THREE lion bars, reading my newly bought book and listening to braindead music - THANK GOD FOR TECHNO AND HARDTRANCE!

As I finally got in to the internat i started reading all the interior rules and that sort of stuff and as I felt drowsy I set my alarm and fell asleep, just not caring that the door was open and that I had stuff all over. I slept for about half an hour when it was FINALLY time to eat. I was really famished after a long day so I ate as much as I could. I don't remember what I ate though. After dinner there's "study hour" so I studied. Then after talking french proverbs and expressions with my room-mate, who by the way doesn't go by the name Mathieu but Mickael, and a corridor-mate I fell a sleep, thinking that all the french in the world could buzz off.

Today I've had another lesson of Philosophy with the same energetic teacher, and it was just as bad as yesterday for me. I understood we had a homework due to Saturday but I had to ask the teacher before fully understanding. "Analyse all of the problems Aristoteles has in his text, and give examples." In swedish; yeah, no problemo, in french; Quoi? Though it will take me all night and all morning just to comprehend the first line, I WILL finish this homework (hopefully)!

Afterwards I had EPS - sports, which I thought would be easy, but I had to make all these choices of what I was going to graduate in - volleyball, ping-pong, tennis, swimming or some other sport. We got served a "menu" with different sports to choose from and finally I understood something.

I took menu 2 which consisted of, "längdhopp", table tennis and volleyball, and menu 3 which was acrobatics, badminton and frisbee. One for each semester, or something like that.

After that I had lunch withe loads of friends, all of which I've come to know with the help of Quentin.

And now, I sit here, just waiting for my final class to begin - literature... I'm about to read french poetry and Les Metamorphoses by Ovide.. And can you believe how thick it is?? It's TOO much for me! Even the french students think it's difficult!! Ah well, I'll just excuse myself by saying "Pardon Madame/Monsieur, je suis Suèdois.." as I always do when there's something I don't understand.

Well, now the bell rings, so I have to leave.

Wish me luck in your thoughts.

Love from the library!

Bis

Fredrik

Sunday and first day of school

2006-09-05T10:17:00.000+02:00

Since I didn' have access to a computer this sunday, this is going to be a pretty long inlay...

This sunday mr, Quentin and Georges went to the Deneuvy-family cabin - or at least to be a cabin. A beautiful old house with loads of work that needs to be done, but I believe it will be all swell when it's done. We first went around it to see what was needed to be done and pretty soon discovered that the tiles were in need of quite a change. So Quentin started climbing and we all started passing the tiles, the work went all smooth with Quentin working and me and Georges surveying the security measures.

We had a light lunch, which Florence had been so kind to pack. Sandwiches which Quentin had made and Cola and water, perfect.

After that we started to collect some boards which Georges would turn in to a door and some other stuff. After that, we packed the car and went home, I slept most of the trip because I was tired from the heat (31°C!!!) and from not being able to do so much.

When we came home, dinner was almost ready so I helped prepare it and set the tables.

We pretty much ate and went to bed because all of us were tired after a good days work. And besides, school was about to commence the day afterwards!

So after a good nights sleep I got up much earlier than I've ever been doing this summer. Knowing that this day would be a "test of fire" for me. We ate the same breakfast as ever - a bowl of milk with cereals, a cup of tea and a sandwich with (shrug) Nutella. Okay okay, nutella isn't that bad, but try having it for breakfast every day for a week, I promise you will get tired of it! At least, I have..

We went to the Lycée Jeanne D'Arc and after a few confusing rounds between the Lycée and the Internat, I finally got my room. Apparently, I would share it with another person, just ONE other person! And I had a nightmare scenario of a large hall with all the beds, but no, this is like a hotel! We each got a bed, a bed-side table, a wardrobe and even a desk! What a great surprise!

The boy I share rooms with is really nice, he has presented me to some of his friends, talked to me much and has a lot of humour aswell! A funny thing was that one of his friends could speak Swedish! How come and most of all WHY(!?!) I asked her when she said she had been attending a school in Finland for a year where they only spoke Swedish.

My first schoolday was more than okay I think. The only lesson I had was a round-up call, were we got to meet our head-teacher, a nice woman who let us finish early and explained a lot to me. But what was most puzzling was this girl sitting next to me, she talked to me, explained everything with words I could understand and helped me alot! Would that ever happen in my last class? I don't know, but I don't think so..

As I finished quite early I started to translate and read the rules for the Internat and the school. All went really smooth I think and I got a lot of help, or did I? I don't remember! Haha!

I went to the internat and continued my work and later went for dinner and then for bed. I spoke a lot to Mathieu - my "roomie" (haha) and my mom - on the phone then, naturally.

And finally, the day today!

We went up somewhat around 07:00 after stopping the alarm several times. We weren't late, which I thought we were, because we had to wait for the intendant to come say "Good Morning" before we could leave the room.

We headed for breakfast and sat at the same table as the Swedish-speaking girl and some other friends of Mathieu. I didn't say much but I observed and listened. I then headed for english class which was pretty much the funniest class I've ever attended! We had a great teacher who truly was an enthuisast and inspirator, but she unfortunately never managed to inspire her class. And whenever someone spoke, they merely whispered the answer.

I answered a lot of the teachers questions, but I didn't want the others to think of me as arrogant and hardheaded so I didn't answer all the questions, which I could have done. But it was an inspiring and a fun class to attend. I look forward to my next lesson.

My next lesson today is german, how and why, I don't know, but my teachers thought that german would be the ultimate language for me..

Otherwise I pretty much have the best schedule ever. All my days start at 8 except for mondays which start at 11. I start mondays with english, followed by lunch and afterwards 2 hours of philosophy. Tuesdays start two hours of english and after that a long break up until 15:00 when I have german. Wednesdays start with two hours of philosophy followed directly by two hours of history and geography which is the same subject here! After that loong haaard day I have the day off. Thursdays are the hardest days I think, philosophy, gymnastics and then literature, only separated with a 2 hour lunch. Fridays are also quite hard, but I'll manage. History & geography for two hours followed by literature for two hours and later german for one hour. I also go to schools on saturdays but I only have one lesson, guess what? *drumroll* Mooooore philosophy...! 8 hours of philosophy, each and every week! GAWSH!

But hopefully I'll manage with the french and all, otherwise I could always ask Mathieu or another person to help me with the language.

Right now it's lunch, so I bid you all farewell!

Bis

Love from France!

Fredrik

Chez les Deneuvy 2:ième jour

2006-09-02T22:32:00.000+02:00

Oi!

Once again, another inlay by and about me!

Since of yesterday I have been doing a lot of things. Yesterday evening I participated in my first discussion which felt so damn good I went to bed with a big smile on my face. Already I'm beginning to communicate! I believe I'm a pretty fast-learner - good for me :-) I've also been talking pretty much to Sara which feels good, everything is clear now I hope and I sure hope you still want to come and visit me later!

Today, I first woke up at around 10:30 after sleeping somewhere around 12 hours; I've been doing that for a while, and I LIKE IT! Well, I believe it's the change that make me this tired, the change of language, the change of habits and the change of food, but still, I like it here, alot! The worst thing is still to come though, the schoolstart on monday. I wonder how that will turn out - hopefully pretty good.

Today I've also been in to town to buy my books for all my courses. We drove long and far to some, for me, yet unexplored parts of the town, got out and walked into a large backalley. We finally found what we were looking for, the association of parents who buys books which you rent for the three semesters. After that, you return them and regain your money, a very good deal in other words. Quentin got all his books and since I wasn't pre-inscripted in the association I only managed to get one book - the Philosophy book - the largest one and the hardest one... Well well, I'll manage to get the other books from the school CDI (library) on monday, no problems!

After that we went home on another route and had lunch. It was probably the biggest lunch I've ever seen, cooked chicken with squash, carrots and bouillon. Served with bread (as always) and water. After that the traditional fromage (cheese) which they don't know why they eat - believe me I've asked. And none-the-less after that, DESSERT! A large desert with yoghurt, candy, coffee, homegrown hazzelnuts and fruits. Another "SWEETIE-OVERLOAD" for me. A funny thing here was that we were comparing grammar and languages when I got a question about Swedish grammar I couldn't answer. In normal cases it wouldn't be a hard question, but I completely forgot all Swedish grammar!!! I know how it works, but I couldn't explain it; not even to myself, IN SWEDISH!!

Directly afterwards we - Quentin, me and Georges (the father) headed back in to town because I wanted money from the bank and Quentin needed to buy new shoes and a new bicycle-helmet. All went well and for about an hour I felt like the richest man on the planet with over 600 Euros on me... Of course that would all change. Went we got home I handed nearly everything over to Georges to pay for both the Lycée and for them having me in their home. Well spent money after all!

After all the economics cleared up Georges and Quentin went out bicycling in the area, unfortunately, I had a major headache and was so tired i went straight into my bed for a quick nap. I read some french comics and listened to "Ayreon" (thank you Jesper!) before I fell asleep. I woke up about half an hour later and headed for the computer because I wanted to write another blog. I got online on MSN at the same time and talked to my mother(among others) who for the first time used an I(nstant)M(essaging).-program. I had to finish though because dinner was ready. A large dinner consisting of rice, cooked vegetables, bread, sausage and a large dessert of prune-pie - interesting and very very tasty, I recommend it!

Right now I'm off to bed I think, like everyone else.

So goodnight!

Avec amour de la France!

Bis

Fredrik

p.s Still thinking in French - YAY! d.s.

Chez les Deneuvy

2006-09-01T15:23:00.000+02:00

Oh la la!

I will write this in English because I miss the Swedish letters necessary.

I arrived somewhat around 23:00 the day before yesterday to this beautiful house. It's huge - three floors, a large balcony and a beautiful garden with many different choices of fruits and such.

I of course waited for Quentin and Georges to arrive before I got to bed, but after they came home, I greeted them and got straight into bed.

Yesterday, Quentin invited me to come to one of his friends for bathing in their pool and afterwards arrange a sleep-over-party at a different place. OF COURSE I WANTED TO COME!

Fair and square, we got our things together and headed off for the more "fabuolous" neighbourhoods of Clermont-Ferrand, and seriously - that was no joke the "crême-de-là-crême".. I felt a bit out of place of course, but soon got the hang of it. He had loads of nice friends who were very kind to me and showed me around and stuff.

We bathed - both in sun and in water and later headed downtown, because so,eone wanted to buy ice-cream from Mickey D's. We met with all the gang again and later headed for Mathilde's house.

At this time, I was famished because I've had very little to eat. Well, I believe that's my own fault though, but the breakfasts here? Sheeesh, baguettes and something that resembles coffee and some Nutella-ish stuff, BAH! WHERE'S MY SWEDISH PORRIDGE!?! Well well, I'll learn to love it though.

The sleepover party was great but I was still both hungry and extremely tired. Tout c'est nouveau! A new country, new habits and in particular, a new language - 24/7.

I was obviously the one who passed out first, still not "free from the clutches of my journey".
.....
C'est la même ciël et les mêmes étoilees
mais ce n'est pas la même, sans
vous.
......

After we woke today, we had the french breakfast and headed into town.

Quentin went and got a map for me and guided me to a bookshop so that I could by an agenda to keep track of all my homework and such. After that we got on the bus and headed home. As I was more or less extinguished at the moment I headed for my room and listened to some music and read a french cartoon. It wasn't long until I fell asleep, only to be awakened by lunch - SWEETIE OVERLOAD!

So after we had lunch I headed for my room again. I once again fell asleep... And now! I'm sitting here!

I've noticed this brainwash of french is beginning to form something out of my head, I'm beginning to think in french! Woohoo!

After a few weeks, hopefully, I'll be able to manage on my own.
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I think about you all and of course I miss home aswell, not everything's perfect, but I know you will all manage as well as I will.. :)

Love de la France!

Bis

Fredrik

Charles de gaulle

2006-08-30T18:47:00.000+02:00

Japp, fransk flygplats nu.

Hittar inte min flight men jg hoppas det gar anda..

GAWSH! DET HAR E COOLT ^^

Arlandatankar

2006-08-30T11:26:00.000+02:00

GAAH!

Då sitter man på Arlanda där man upplever ännu en Point-of-no-return i livet.

Visst, blir det dåligt så kan jag alltid vända hem, då jag har ett hem att komma till, men, det känns just nu inte som något alternativ.

Verkligen inte - trots fantastiskt avsked från nästan alla av mina vänner. Ni är underbara.

Digitalkameran kommer att användas MYCKET flitigt vill jag lova! Förhoppningsvis kommer jag underfund med hur jag kan posta bilder på den här sidan, annars lägger jag upp det på min Bild-dagbok. Bah, vad mycket det är att hålla rätt på! Haha!

Tågresan hit till Arlanda har gått väldigt bra och jag har gott om tid att både blogga, äta och sova innan jag måste boarda, så det är perfekt.

Usch vad svårt det är att lämna och ta farväl, fast det är ju inte ett farväl egentligen, det är bara ett "på återseende". Fast frågan är faktiskt hur många som kommer att vara hemma det året jag kommer hem. Jag hoppas att vi lyckas hålla kontakten ändå på nått vänster!

Nu ska jag snart gå iväg och få mig nått att äta!

Chip chip och välkomna till Hajk!

Hemma - panik.

2006-08-30T00:47:00.000+02:00

Sitter hemma just nu, kvällen innan, bara några timmar kvar..

Svettigt. Skriver mer sen när jag är framme.