hello homeland

I arrived at the Faroe Islands today. my grandparents drove me around for a bit, since the weather was is very nice indeed - 12 degrees in the shadow, woo! get outta here and take your bathing suit with you! this shot is the view from my aunts in-law's house. I am seriously glad to be back on the islands though very tired right now. I am only one hour behind Danish time, but it feels like much more. blah-blah, so okay, yeah, expect more nature shots the next few weeks. now I'm going to read until I pass out. xo - out! 20:44.

new boy

this week I'm spending time with these two guys in Århus; my step dad, Lars, and my brand-new two month old baby brother, Jonas. it's pretty lovely. Jonas is seriously cute and smiling more than he's crying, especially when I'm close by, which makes me so very happy. tonight I'm going to hit the town (yeah!) with some friends from way back when. Århus is known for all its white pride inhabitants, so I hope my guides will steer around those places.

wow. my brain is more than tired, because I have been working at this computer since 9 am. okay, now this post is over, I really better get something more done before I am off.

two too much

monday: spaghetti arms

today I decided to go out for a long walk, but the continuing rain and general indecision discouraged me and so I decided to stay in after all. exciting, I know. being bored, home alone and tired of being so goddamned lazy, I found this 55 minutes long exercise DVD (mostly yoga and Pilates exercises) of my mother's, stuck it in the C-drive and got ready on the purple yoga mat in my over-sized relax-on-the-couch pants and Barn Owl tee. I was killing it, it felt so good, I could totally do it, of course I could! --- 24 minutes later I could barely get up from the floor, and after a few minutes of staring at the ceiling I scrambled my way into the nearest chair. I felt like dying and my legs were shaking. oh so embarrassing, even if it's just me who's here to witness it. right now it's been about an hour since my collapse and I still can't raise my arms properly. I'm not even kidding, it's really hard just lifting my hands above table-height and reaching the keyboard. I'm going to try and see if I can't smoke a cigarette, and if I can't I'll just cry myself to sleep. or actually, not true, I might just end up watching more documentaries on my new favorite site, documentaryheaven.com, like I did last night and a great part of today. it's almost like getting a new best friend that never sleeps and always has something to tell you or make you think about.

and now it really is time for a cigarette.

pre-sleep thoughts

if I remember, I try to bring my notebook with me when I go to sleep, because I always have the stupidest or most brilliant thoughts ever when I try to fall asleep and, always forgetting everything all the time, have of course forgotten everything when I wake up again... so, last night I remembered bringing it with me and since I lay awake for 5 hours straight before falling asleep, the stupid thoughts were not few and a lot of ink was used in the darkness. here's a little extract:

if I were to marry a vegetable, it would definitely be a leek. tall, layered and with beautiful hair. tasty. the best man would have to be a Jerusalem artichoke since it so complements the leek, but, superficial as I am, I would never choose it alone because of the way it looks. I guess I would have to have a brides maid or two, but I haven't thought of those yet.

sometimes I wonder how I even learned how to breathe.

may the fourth be with you

yesterday a cantaloupe made me cry.

I knifed it open, got one look at its nasty insides, ran away and spontaneously cried my face off behind my pink pillow. thank god I don't live alone, I would never have been able to walk back into the kitchen. maybe I should explain: I have this phobia of holes and/or unnatural (or natural, just disgusting looking) voids in food stuffs, wood, stone... whatever, I haven't looked too deep into it (pun intended) since it makes my skin crawl with invisible piss ants. in one of my bravest moments, though, I looked it up online and it appears that the name of this phobia is trypophobia (and yes, it is a real phobia, I can (and will not) testify to that).

I've only ever met one other person who suffers from this phobia, and she grew up on the Faroe Islands as well; it may well be that it stems from here - back in the day people ate lots of whale flesh, lots more than they do now, anyway (damn mercury), and when holes started to appear in the flesh, it was rotting and could make you sick or make you die if you ate it. so maybe it's a survival gene passed on to me from my island dwelling ancestors, who were deathly afraid of eating decaying whale. a gene which now paralyzes me in fragile, embarrassing moments that no one else seems to understand.

another explanation may be that once, when I was about 5, we'd baked my all time favorite cocoa cake. it was summer time, we were at the beach, and the cake was resting on top of the oven with a dishcloth over it. after beaching and sanding and sunning, I ran into the kitchen to eat a much anticipated and well earned piece of cocoa cake. I cut it open (my mom might have done this, but I don't remember it that way), stared in disbelief and started crying - it was crawling with ants! every air hole, and even the dishcloth, was alive with ants collecting sweet stuff for their precious winged queen. you could not tell which was crumb and which was ant; everything in that casserole was hustling and bustling about in a sickening way. it was a crippling experience, if not for me, then for the cocoa cake recipe; I didn't make or eat that cake ever since, apart from about three or four months ago when my mom decided trying it out again, almost 20 years later, and it was not a success. I didn't think about the ants, though, it just didn't taste good anymore.

overanalyzing

... is what I'm doing these days.

what a bird

eye contact was made with one of the pigeons today. looks real cozy with all those fluffy feathers. aw.

damage is a bird

right outside our window this huge tree stands and everyday, right about the time I get home from school, the sun shines right into our living room, blinding me, but the tree sucks up most of the light. it's really cozy to be able to look straight in between the branches and seeing all the pigeons and the magpies nesting (separately, I suppose, or maybe the magpies eat the pigeons's food and babies, I don't know... in any case, the show must go on).

I've been way off today since my sleeping has been really messed up lately, to the degree where I started getting dizzy, hallucinating and a sense of falling over during the day, because I couldn't fall asleep at all for about three days. I blame it on my neighbors - I may or may not write a post about my dissatisfying apartment circumstances later - but who knows, maybe I've just caught a mild case of vertigo.

well, as written above, today has been weird, but at least I've had some sleep the last few nights. one good example is when I was watching TV before, this Danish home improvement show came on, one where the person receiving the improvement didn't ask for it, but still acts happy and everyone's hugging and laughing in the sun. yeah, anyway, while all the people destroyed, rebuilt and sew pillows, I was on the verge of tears for the longest time until ... it actually happened: my eyes overflowed with water and it spilled onto my cheeks. what the f! I don't think lack of sleep could be the sole actor in this madness; I've been tired before, but not to this loony-lonely-lady-degree, so I admitted to myself that I must be overflowing with hormonal feelings as well as salty eye water. nice! five minutes later I felt fine and got the urge to smoke a cigarette due to a stop-smoking-and-chew-gum-instead ad and boiled some water for my rarely touched caffeinated orange tea to go with it. I must not fall asleep before tonight at at least 22.30 o'clock, even though I really, really want to! sigh.

on paper again

I filled out my first page of the year, it feels like it's been years since I did that. sometimes it's a good challenge to just fill out a piece of paper with something, anything, because it gives a sense of accomplishment and makes you (me) want to do more and more. it's in a brand new book with rounded edges, dividing stringy-thing and strap-around band, all in brown, I love it.

look up

taken almost exactly a year ago on a photography mission for school. back then I had no idea that all the people in the last shot would soon become my friends. aw! aren't they beautiful? the current weather is pretty much the same now as it was then... cold and icy and... am I really talking about the weather? okay, time to go.