china next!

leaving in two hours, and will not update this blog until i get back. instead will be posting on me & julian's TRAVEL BLOG at:

http://blogs.bootsnall.com/janie

enjoy our trip there! *cross my fingers and hope everything will turn out fine*

... and that's how she became 18.

So, now i've been eighteen for over a day. And i'm really tired. Alack, I can only reminisce about the magical moment of becoming one year older and "adult".

The first day of the 18th year on earth went:

- Midnight: Julian waking me up by singing happy birthday on the phone. We talk for 24 minutes, I don't remember about what.

- 8 AM: Wake up, walk out to kitchen, mom screams. They are apparently making cake for me, run back to bed and fall asleep again.

- 8.30 AM: Family comes in singing, cake with 18 candles. One blow, and one wish.

- 9 AM: After shower, get my period. Suddenly loose too much blood, really bad stomach ache, and almost faint. Cold sweat half an hour, ate some chocolate, and thought the world would end.

- 9.30 AM: Recover. Go to sister's "graduation". She's ending kindergarten and starting school. Hear some lovely songs.



- 13 AM: Have grill in the yard with family.



- Afternoon: At home, resting from period pains.

- 5 PM: Leave for Julian's house. Birthday dinner.



- 7 or 8 PM: Birthday dinner finally finished. Hard work by Julian, Emelie, Jen, Clara, Åsa and Love. Me and Jin-Jin stayed out of kitchen and talked. Eating birthday dinner.





- 9 PM: Opening presents!!


Penis pasta!! (HAHAHAHA)

- 11 PM: Leave house and go out. Went to Baan Narknoi which was playing wonderful salsa, too bad not that many people were there.

- 1 AM (next day): Me and Em now left, go to Gamla Stan. First Kontrast. Then another bar. Talked to some friendly tourists, met a old Kungsholmare. Danced.





- 3.30 AM: On last subway home to Julian.

WONDERFUL BIRTHDAY. THANKS EVERYBODY FOR MAKING IT A BLAST. LOVE YOU GUYS. NOW ANOTHER THRESHOLD IS CROSSED. WON'T BE OPENING MORE PRESENTS IN A LONG WHILE...

like eighteen

yes, so i'm turning E-I-G-H-T-E-E-N. yay. now i don't have to hide no longer, except when i buy kids card for buses. and suddenly i have responsibilty of myself, as if. i've been on the earth for 18 years, what a pathetic short amount of time really. i know nothing, have done nothing, but i feel old like a parachute.

i love my metaphors.

happy birthday to me.... ^O^

Red Kiss Posterized

Red Kiss Posterized
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Aha, I have found new function. I can have a gallery at Buzznet and Blog my photos... Wonderful for my future Every-time-I-leave-house-take-pictures thing. You will find my redone photos on Buzznet, like they are suppose to be a little Imaginative, Creative and Artistic. I'm fixing more and more fun pictures, enjoy.

i'm so annoyed at my sister right now

1. she can't help clean
2. she complains no one wants to play with her
3. she brings out her books and play things that we just cleaned up... and they end up on the floor
4. it's my fucking graduation tomorrow and after a whole weekend of cleaning our flat still looks like a pig-hole.
5. i wish she would grow up and help out
6. or just stay two and not bother people
7. now she just follows me everywhere and it's driving me nuts!

Where is the glory in cutting up a rat?

While I'm sitting here writing this entry, the rest of my class has volunteerily signed their names up for dissection. Why? Most people say it's because they've never done it, and think it might be fun... I just don't get how cutting up a rat and bringing out his insides or a sheep or whatever mammal would be classified as entertaining and educational. Maybe it was educational once in a time when they didn't know how the inside looked like, but today we have pictures, diagrams... it's not like we need to do the physical job ourselves. Also, with the non-existent experience we have, even if we cut up the rat we won't figure out what's what.

I cut up a fish once in 9th grade. It's was all bloody and gooey and I didn't learn anything from it. Didn't think it was particularly fun either.

They ones who are going to become doctors might need this practice, although they'll get plenty in university. But those who never will do a thing about biology or even science later on... WHAT'S THE POINT? except for like "personal pleasure" or something, and that's just sick. I know a few of you are against "animal-testing", then why would you choose to do this? When you think about it, at least animal testing has a purpose, something might be learnt from it for the whole general public (like new medicine or something). But what will you get out of that rat?

Anyway, to me personally there is also moral issue. Where does these animals come from? Who killed them and deep-freezed them and sold them to Kungsholmen? Perhaps Kungsholmens is "just" dissecting rats and sheeps.. but they are worth just as much as cats, dogs etc. I mean, if you told you to dissect a cat (which is common in other schools) would you do it?

It is not ethical to dissect animals (frogs, cats, dogs, sharks, worms, etc.) who have been tortured and killed so that students can cut them up to learn about human anatomy. These animals haven’t donated their bodies to science, and whether they were “bred for dissection” or “stray” or “going to be killed anyway,” they still have the ability to feel pain and fear.
From: Peta

Then why do it? It's so easy not to... in the end of the day ask yourself did you really learn anthing from it, and was it worth the sacrifice of a living animal?

Why do high school students need to dissect anything? In today’s world of computers and virtual reality, there is simply no reason to physically cut up Fido or Puff. Most of the kids, if given the choice would rather not. And those few that will one day be the great surgeons of tomorrow, will have plenty of time in their higher education to practice their surgical techniques.
From: Article on Dissection

Also see: Animal Aid