Introducing a big text about how much I love Scandinavian Studies

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In other news, I post more often here: barefootfiona.blogspot.com  

So I got tagged on Facebook to do this thing, and I got a bit carrie away. You have to write 25 thigns about yourself, and most people wrote about 25 lines. I wrote about 90, and It took me well over an hour. Still, it was fun to write, particularily the pits post-19. I've been wanting to put that into words for ages.

( Here' goes nothin... )Tomorrow I'm going to France for almsot two weeks for work experience. Excited but scared!

See you soon xxx Fiona

I'm getting better at this!

I re-did my old one. This is very funny, and was started by Hank Green of the vlogbrothers. You just enter "[your name] [verb]" into Google (e.g "Fiona needs") and lolsicles ensue! Make sure you keep the speech marks on.

PEACE! XXX 
 
 

( Google Verb Meme )
Tomorrow I'll figure out how lj-cuts work, 'cause I totally haven't got it yet.

This is copied from my blogspot, http://barefootfiona.blogspot.com


My friend Ellie (who is also starting a blog called ellieundone sometime soon) has been saying for the past week or so that I should get a blog. I’ve always liked this idea, and have tried countless times, but I thought this time I might just swing it. I also have a YouTube account of the same name, but I update it rarely because I’m quite self-conscious of recording when I’m not alone in the house (www.youtube.com/user/barefootfiona).

So I’ve been gathering a few little notes of things I can talk about. My list looks like this:
· Deer (Kill it, Cook it, Eat it)
· Song
· New glasses
· Cod
· Weebl’n’bob
· Wrock
· Trock
· Piglet squid (teacup pig?) Hispanidan Solenodon
· Norway sent NOK30mill
· Threadless
· Toyota FT-EV 2012
· Eivør Pálsdottir

I want to talk about all of them, but I in fact will keep them for another day. Instead I will recount today’s adventurifications.
Obama was inaugurated! Yay! I watched most of the speech, though I missed the beginning, so I didn’t see him actually take the oath! But, luckily, it was repeated on German TV so I watched it. It’s really exciting, though it makes you think:
How many Americans know over which country Angela Merkel presides? Which Brit knows the name of Australia’s Prime Minister? And where does Cristina Fernández de Kirchner live?

I googled the last two, which I think gives the answer.

The one New Year’s resolution I have completed so far is this: learn the capital cities of the States of the U.S.A. Go on. Ask me. Vermont? Montpelier. New Mexico? Santa Fe. Alaska? Juneau. Syria? …umm

[Of course, Damascus rings a bell, but that’s as far as it goes.]

It makes me ashamed to admit that if someone asked me anything about South Korea’s government, it would draw a blank, except for… well, no. Nothing. And I’m often pushed to even remember the President of Russia’s name – though I do know that the judo-afficionado-cum-aspiring-artist Vladimir Putin is the Prime Minister.

These are some of the things I have to work on this year.

I have high hopes for Obama and even though I know it’s inevitable for him to disappoint in some aspect (a – he can’t please everyone, and b – expectations are so high that they are impossible to meet fully), he will nevertheless be a hundred times better than Dubya ever was. As ‘leader of the Free World’ (a term which my 15-year-old brother has understandable issues with) he’s got a lot of leadin’ to do.

To finish, let me just say “thank you, God bless you, and may God bless the United States of America.”

Fingers crossed.

Fiona xx



P.S. Angela Merkel is Chancellor of Germany. Australia’s Prime Minister is called Kevin Rudd. Mrs Fernández de Kirchner is the first elected female Argentinian president, and South Korea’s government, which has been a successful liberal democracy since the 1960s, is currently headed by Lee Myung-Bak. The president of the Russia Federation is Dmitry Medvedev.

It’s Only a House

Today is my brother, N’s, 15th birthday, and to be honest I think I’ve been quite fair about it. Firstly I get up at an ungodly hour (well, 6:30) to sing him Happy Birthday and stuff with my family. I got him a DC Comics Character Encyclopedia, which won me: 1 (one) half hearted hug and four (4) teenaged ‘thank you’s. That was nice, I guess. Even if it was on the first day of my holidays.

Then he arrives at 5 pm with a band of ruffians who set dedicatedly to work on the one thing they can do well – destroying what was left of our dark, greenish living room. Oh well. I’m happy. This morning I read the end of New Moon and most of Eclipse, so I settle down upstairs to finish it. The Twilight Flu has got to me. Grrr… I swore to hate it! But I can’t…

Anyway, I end up turning up my relaxing music (Sigur Rós) up as high as possible to drown out the crazed warbles and raucous shouting of six pubescent boys watching Batman: The Dark Knight.

It’ll be worse when they start on the 3-disc edition of King Kong, featuring, and I quote: “The Eight Blunder of the World”.

Having moved away from the third episode in the absurdly gripping tale of Bella and her pet monsters, I turn on my computer, sharply avoid the internet (phew! I’m not quite sure why, but I think the Internet eats my time Munch munch yum yum) and shove in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. I finished the game for the nth time last Saturday, and I’m now doing that fun bit where you just walk around collecting as many beans as you can, to buy pumpkin pasties, to buy passwords, to find secret chambers, where you find more beans… the circle goes on. Having given up on Harry and his comrades’ search for Beanship, I wanted to go fly Buckbeak, but having completed four of the five levels of literally jumping through hoops, I ended up being beaten by a glitch for the tenth time and realise I’m parched.

So I head downstairs, firstly to get a glass of water, and secondly to see them. This is something I’ve been meaning to do for a while, because I’ve been smelling ham in my room for about half an hour and I hate ham, so I wonder where that’s coming from.

They’re cooking for N.

Awww... awwww…. ..aww. Aw…..
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

OK, it wasn’t quite that bad.

Seriously, though, the floor is covered in water or something, there’s something red bubbling in a pan (blood, gore… tomatoes? Vampires must be getting to my brain) and I’m sure that spaghetti shouldn’t look like it’s been fried when there’s no frying pan to be seen. But whatever. I don’t care what they put in their bodies. Not until they start screaming. The really disturbing thing is that there is no ham. I get out as quick as I can.

Finally, as I am heading upstairs with a glass of water in my hand, I hear one of them say:
“Is that… burning?”
To which N’s best friend replies nonchalantly: “Don’t worry, it’s only a house.”



Merry Christmas All!

P.S. Keep an eye on your fifteen year old aspiring cooks. ;)

Before I tell you 'what I got', you may want to do the test yourself, unbiased. If you don't care, then just don't.

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I clicked the purple swirly one, and got this:

Introspective, sensitive, reflective

You come to grips more frequently and thoroughly with yourself and your environment than do most people. You detest superficiality; you'd rather be alone than have to suffer through small talk. But your relationships with your friends are very strong, which gives you the inner tranquility and harmony that you require. You do not mind being alone for extended periods of time; you rarely become bored.

It's all true. I love it when that kind of thing happens!


On another note, I can't wait until Sims 3 comes out. Aaaaaaaaaah! I'm so excited!

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