Orsi VS Uni 2-1

Okey, here’s the deal… I gave in, I admit it, Im a weak muthafucka who can’t stand the pressure and the idea of not being let in to my own university. So, I payed for my new ID card. £10 totally waisted. But If they think that they have won, well, then they are wrong. I might be a weak muthafucka, but im also a sneaky bitch, so when that police report will show up in my letter box, they can be damn sure that I will be first in line at the finance department, getting the refund I deserve. Cuz nobody messes with Orsi, that is a well known fact. I shall crush them if I have to… (0-1)

I was able to stay in my first marketing seminar group, even though they dont do changes after the third week, which means that I dont have to have the longest day ever on thursdays. It went nice and easy. (Thank you Michael!) (1-1)

And after that rude email from my economics tutor, I went to the Undergraduate Center, trying to sort out the overlapping classes on my timetable. Yes, I am aware of the fact that you dont make changes in the timetables after week 3, but its not my fault that the staff and administration at this university are so incredibly stupid that they put me in two classes at the same time. Im not wonderwoman, I cant be at two places at the same time! Besides, I have already paid £165 for my language course and the evening class I wanted to take was cancelled, so they made me take the one during the afternoon, which I had no control over. Are you telling me that you are so incompetent, that you cant see that I already have a class during those hours on your stupid computer screen? Do want me to buy you a couple of glasses so you can be able to see further than your nose? No, I didnt think so… You know what, my module leader said that it was ok if I attended my first seminar group, so if you cant sort this shit out, I will just do it myself. Thank you, have a nice day! (2-1)

Den 23 januari är årets sorgligaste dag.

Uselt väder, växande skulder, helgledigheterna slut, svikna nyårslöften och brist på motivation. Att det är måndag hjälper förstås inte heller. Alla dessa sorgsna faktorer kulminerar just idag – om du undrade varför du kände dig ledsen och trött när du vaknade i morse.
Den 23 januari är utsedd till årets sorgligaste dag, enligt doktor Cliff Arnall på universitetet i Cardiff. I generella termer, förstås. Saker kan ju hända i var och ens liv; att man får ett oväntat leende på bussen eller vinner på lotto, som i ett nafs kan bota deppen. Och för de som inte blir hjälpta av slumpen finns det ett annat bra sätt att komma ur januari-bluesen.



Tomorrow I’ve been home for a week. So much has happened. I’ve met most of my friends and family, but even though I missed home so much, Im starting to miss my second home and my friends from London. I wish they were here, and that Malmö was as big as London, or maybe not, but I miss people, even though Im enjoying my stay here. And tomorrow Christmas starts. Not that Im in a very christmasy mood. It doesnt feel like chrsitmas, I dont know why. I dont even look forward getting presents. Ive only made one this year, have to make some more tomorrow. And on this vaccation of mine Im taking a mini vaccation (thank god otherwise i would get sick and tired of this town, people are so boring!) Im going on a small trip next week up to Uppsala which will be interesting… haha, oh well, I guess my usuall christmas depression will hit me tomorrow soI’ll guess I’ll be writing some more then. Have a Merry Christmas!