MOVED TO WORDPRESS

So I mentioned in an earlier post today or yesterday that I was considering moving to WordPress. As you might have guessed. I did.

I will now start blogging on WordPress because their freaking app seems to work compared to Blogger's app. Suck on that Blogger. You've just lost another user.

Hopefully I'll be able to blog way more often now that I can do it quickly from the phone.

SAME NAME, DIFFERENT PLATFORM:

SOOFSOFIA.WORDPRESS.COM

All the contents from Blogger is moved to WordPress. God bless the import/export system. So ya'll choose wherever ya'll wanna read because I'll still keep Blogger but I won't be posting anything anymore.

If you wanna look even further back in my time, I still have my very first blog: http://soofsofia.bloggplatsen.se/

See you in another adventure!

How Did I Get Here?

This has been on my mind the last few days. I got this question which made me question my whole identity.

During the job interview I was asked "How did you find this interest, does any of your friends or family members work with this?". My interviewer asked this when we talked about my passion for natural science and biomedicine. Because, you know, a lot of people become inspired by people they know. "Oh, I have an aunt working at a lab. My uncle is a doctor", etc. My interviewer asked if I wanted to become a doctor, not sure why she asked that but I'll take that on a positive note. Anyway...

That question on how I found the interest for natural science is something I've never thought myself. No one in my surrounding, not any relative, no old class mate, friend or anyone or anything made me have this interest. I was interested in natural science since elementary. I knew I was going to pursue science and even in high school that was obvious. I studied natural science with specialization in biomedicine and then it was just natural to continue at university with that. No one influenced me.

And no one influenced me with anything else in life. My emo period was influenced by no one. My interest, love and passion for Slipknot and metal in general was influenced by no one. My creative side was born with me: playing instruments and doing art.

Are these genes? Doesn't seem like it was inherited by anyone because no one seem to be like me. Being emo, creative, weird...

Who am I? And why did I make the choices I did? 

I'm certain I'm not alone thinking like this. There's plenty of people out there whose family and friends seem normal but you're not. Must've been some kind of mutation with you, right? No, I'm serious. I come from an Asian background. Where the hell went wrong with me, haha? I'm the weirdo in the family. I'm the rebel, I'm the different one. My bros seem very normal compared to me. Or maybe they feel unusual too, but it doesn't show.

But I really wonder where the creativity of mine came from. We don't have any artists in our family. My little brother have some creative tendencies though and my older brother is this smart ass, studying computer engineering of some sort.

There's been studies that the oldest sibling has these tendencies and the younger one being the more carefree and creative. But what about me? I was the youngest child for three years until my little brother arrived. I'm in between. I surely feel like I have tendencies of both being creative, ambitious in a professional field + taking responsibilities. I study natural science and do art. Wtf man. Wtf. I'm also diplomatic and often see both sides of... Everything. Hell, I can even see the blue/black and white/gold side of the dress, I can easily switch between the two.

I'm also born between two Zodiac signs. Does that have anything to do with my double sided personality? Being the beautiful, artistic, grounded Taurus and on the other hand being this restless, impatient, all or nothing, carefree, bold Aries. In numerology I'm number 2. I mean, come on!!! Do I have to be the number two in everything?!!

I'm also between an introvert and extrovert, an ambivert? Nah, I think a better description is "outgoing introvert". Here's some facts that I really relate to:
1. http://www.puckermob.com/relationships/10-things-you-need-to-know-before-dating-the-outgoing-introvert
2. http://www.puckermob.com/lifestyle/8-signs-you-may-be-an-outgoing-introvert

Numerology: 2
Zodiac: Between two signs. Being half Taurus, which is the 2nd sign.
Family: Being the second (middle) child.
Personality: Between intro- and extrovert!

I don't know man. Idk. This coffee is frying my brain and I feel the after effects kicking in. I'm getting damn tired.

Equality At Home

I've been yearning to talk about this for a while now because I've had this in my mind for so long. It might be a small thing, or not, depending on how you see it.

It's pretty common that women have this role they have to take on at home, meaning we do the chores at home while the guys can sit on their asses with a beer playing games all day. 

This story I'm about to tell happened once, quite recently and I'm still pissed about it when I think of it. I help out with the chores at home every day BUT as soon as I skip one day, when I don't want to do the dishes, hell breaks loose. I had this one day, it was actually the day of my job interview, I felt like shit afterwards and didn't think I was going to get the job at all. I'm sensitive that way, that I need to be perfect in professional situations. Anyway, I felt really sad and down and I spent most of my afternoon in bed and didn't feel like doing anything. What happens is that I get bashed on for not wanting to do the dishes!

People never see the good things you do until you stop doing them. One thing I loathe about the roles women and men have at home is the roles they're supposed to have. Women are supposed to do this and men do that. 

Women do the cooking, dishes and all the cleaning every single day and men, well men are supposed to do the more "heavy" stuff. Like building that IKEA chair or fix that cupboard or whatever handy stuff around the house, right? 

Now, hold your breaths, because the real rant is coming.

How often do guys need to do the "heavy" stuff?? How often do you need to build a chair, how often do you need to fix things around the house? Is it a daily chore for you to fix those things? Is it?! If it was then I wouldn't rant right now! How often do women have to cook, clean, do the laundry and all that stuff compared to how often you, men, need to do your shit?! 

Women do their shit every single day, day in, day out, men only need to do their heavy stuff like... Oh, I don't know! Every 6 months?! 

This is where I want men and women to do the daily chores equally. Unless cooking, doing the dishes, cleaning and other chores require a vagina to do the job then I'd understand that only women can do these jobs. But do you use your vajay to do the daily chores? No. You only need two arms and two legs. Do all humans have that? Apparently, yes. Is it a difficult task, the home chores? Not really, we all can do it. A drunk monkey can do it, then so do men. 

Ya'll sit on yo' asses all day doing yo' shit on yo' computers while women do all the work at home! Think about it, if men helped out at home, the productivity at home would be so much more efficient and done faster with more people who'd help out.

If we look at other cultures, including mine, the Asian, you often see when it comes to dinner time that all the women do the cooking and cleaning afterwards. Doesn't matter if they've worked the same hours as their men, women should do their thing in the kitchen while men sit with a beer in front of the TV. After eating dinner the woman cleans the whole shit up. And the men just... Chill. 

What the actual fuck! I asked my aunt why her husband didn't help out. I asked every woman there why the guys didn't do shit. And I hate the answer that I got: "Oh, but some things can only be done better if women do it, while men are better at other things."

Again, unless you build IKEA chairs with your dick and use your vajay to do the cooking then I'd understand. 

What kind of fucking answer was that?! "Women do certain things better". You have two arms, men can do the exact same fucking thing. Throw them some dishes and let them do it for a week and they'll be just as good as women! For fucks sake! Whenever I buy furniture from IKEA, I'd build my own shit! 

Maybe it's just who I am, but I'm very handy. I do the heavy, "man stuff" by myself with whatever I can. Obviously I can't carry heavy furniture if I was going to move, but throw me a car and let me fix the engine if it broke. Whatever I can carry, I'll do it myself. I'll change my own tires. Hell, we have these network cables that are a bit messy and who fixed it? Me. 

I don't know. Men can do things women can too, they just don't want to. It's all about their complaining. Men complain for two weeks before they have to do their thing and once they do it they complain even more. "OOOH! Poor me! I help out so much and this task is sooo annoying, women don't do shit, only forces us men to do things! I hate doing the dishes!!". Yeah, shut the fuck up, I asked you to do the dishes ONCE a week while I do it the rest of the week.

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I have so much difficulty taking orders from authorities. So much that I can't even decide things for myself. If someone tells me to do something I won't. Or I will, but I wouldn't be very happy doing it. If I decide to do something, I'd do it myself with a piece of joy in the work. I'm now talking about house work, mostly. I wouldn't do this in my professional field. But seriously. Don't tell me what I should do. I know it myself and when the time is right, I'll do it. And I do it passionately and with perfection. 

Okay, I'm running out of thoughts because I can tell I'm starting to talk about pure shit.  

Anyway, I can't live with other people. People who would get close to me and see the real me would hate me. That's why I want to live alone. Not because I care about you and you shouldn't suffer my anger. No, haha, oh no. I hate ya'll that's why. I'm saving my own ass.

Cynical

Yes, I drink my "stimulant" with a straw! Stop judging. No, it doesn't taste better this way but it's preventing the coffee from staining my teeth more than it could.

Call me a granny or whatever. But the reason why I enjoy and hate having my coffee (Cappuccino) with the newspaper is because the caffeine stimulates my brain to run in high speed and therefore I criticize the articles.

The hating part of this activity is I criticize the newspaper. I turn into this cynical b*tch. I think there's idiots around me all the time.

There was this short text talking about how you can "really support the environment". You should drive slower in the evening/night in order to save the lives of the frogs around this lake.

How the heck do you drive slower in order to save the frogs?! It's like telling Godzilla to walk slower because he can't step on people. And we're talking about frogs vs. a car! Who the eff stops or drives AROUND a frog in the middle of the road just to save a frog?! Drive over that shit! We're taught in driving school that if e.g. a deer, fox or whatever runs in front of you, you freaking go for it. You don't stop!

"Oh but we just wanna save the wild animals and the environment". Since when?! Humans have always fought animals in favor of our survival, should we suddenly stop the car or drive around a fucking frog for this? Hit that shit. Nobody cares.

Ugh, I just ranted on a text about frogs. What am I doing with my life? See what I mean with the cynical part, and why I hate this activity? There's plenty of more articles and texts that I could rant on that I find to be idiotic.

Since I'm on a hating spree I might as well rant on the Blogger app. What the heck is that shit? Why is it on the market when it doesn't even work?! The most basic functions don't even work! I can't post a text or a picture! I'd blog way often if this app worked but now I have to plug in my phone to my PC and get the pictures from there and then write my texts. I'm honestly considering moving platform, AGAIN. Maybe to Wordpress.

Random post

Here's some random pictures that have meaning to me. They're all just random and have no order so bear with me.

Click on pictures for bigger size.

1. Our first contestant is....! Nah, just kidding. Josh Stolberg liked my Jigsaw picture on Instagram!! "Who's that??" He's a writer, director, photographer, etc. and has directed for instance: Piranha 3D, The Hungover Games and more. I felt very honored that he like my picture. :3

2. I sold my Xperia SP, remember? Those who know me know that I am a passionate Android user and I subconsciously made this whole thing. I pimped my phone inside and outside. The crown is there to say "I'm a bawz" and Android surely is a boss!

3. Besides being an Android lover I love smartphones in general. Here's one of my first (it's my second) Android phones. My one and only, beloved Xperia Neo. It surely has a special place in my heart and is one of the best phones I've owned. 

Well my point with this picture is that I have never, I repeat, NEVER ever exposed the "virgin screen". Meaning I've never removed that plastic cover that came outta the box. Yeah, I used that as my screen protector for the WHOLE time that I used the phone. I removed it recently when I flashed ("installed", for those of you that don't know what flashing is) the stock ROM . It was the first time I've seen the screen without cover and I of course, had an extra and, this time, a real screen cover and I put that on. 

What I realized was that the quality of the screen went from junk ass hobo quality with holes and scratches to this pure, beautiful, clean HD. I've been living with a shitty screen my whole life and now I discovered this. Oh boy.  -.- 

Having a clean screen is just as important as having a good phone you're happy with. I can't emphasize how much you should have a good screen protector! 

With my OnePlus I ruined my first tempered glass protector. It lasted like 2 weeks and it wasn't the product's fault, it was my own fault. I bent it too much but that glass is pure HD and beautiful and gives way more premium feeling to the phone.

You see the lower left corner? That's what I cracked. The rest of the screen was intact. I have this thing that I can't stand things that are perfect. They have to be destroyed and that's when I cracked the rest of the screen with my hands. God it felt good.

Just my Xperia Neo on stock ROM. Back to Gingerbread that I looooove!

I don't know what happened here but I didn't do anything. Suddenly my YouTube window came out like this. I just pressed F5 and it was all good again but what is this? Haha. 

Just a funny conversation with my friend.

My little brother loved these! And I do too! Yeah I had my own story of Dragon Ball. It's actually pretty good. The drawings and all that. I like it a lot.

I attract weirdos

I am attracted to different people... This was taken a few weeks back in Göta Källare. This dude/lady was seen outside of the entrance and he got in. I wanted to chill and drink some water by the sofas and I saw that he sat there too. I actually wanted to talk to him so I sat beside him and he quickly started chatting with me. I love how he dares to go out like that, it's hilarious. But his personality isn't the fabulous type you'd probably expect. Anyway, he spoke about some dudes he had met at new years that were there on the dance floor and he wanted to hook them up or something but the guys didn't want him.

In other news, today, Sunday, I aced a summer job! At SOS. "911, what's yo problem boo?"

My first art video

I'm trying out this new thing with my art. I really like watching the sped up processes of drawings and other types of art work and my own process is no exception. I do this mainly for my own personal documentation. Here we go!

Phone Cases

This one below is obviously hand made. By the one and only artist: me. I love CyanogenMod and I work with horror and creepy stuff because my old soul loves that. 

The story behind this case is that it was originally this turquoise blue. Really pretty and the case itself is really high quality. It's by MOFI. Being the restless soul that I am I impulsively, without thinking, started adding these random colored diamonds that I had lying around. It was ridiculous. I even wanted to spell "poop" on it with the diamonds and even that I failed on. I don't know what happened. Probably a brain fart there. I glued everything with superglue and it looked horrible in my opinion. It was like a drunk monkey in a factory in China who assembled this piece together.

The day after I regretted it all and removed everything, leaving this harsh, ugly surface with glue still on (that I couldn't get rid of, it's superglue, duh) and some rip offs on the leather. I knew I'd ruin the case this way so what do I do? I draw. I drew my two favorite logos: OnePlus One and the CyanogenMod logos. At first I was gonna make these clean logos but as I started working on this piece I realized that the ink I used was smudging. A beautiful smudge and the rest is history. 

The blue color of the case is actually perfect because CyanogenMod's signature color is this blue. 

(Pic stolen from Google) 

Yesterday I met with a buddy which had these two original cases from the OnePlus store, so I got them.

Honestly, I have too much respect and care for my OnePlus that I don't dare to put a case like this clear one. Simply because it doesn't protect very well from drops and there's areas where it's not covered. However, it does a perfect job in getting as close to the "naked" phone as possible. You can really feel the thinness of the phone with this case.

(Pic stolen from Google)

I also got this black flip case which is really good. I really like the quality of this one and it fits perfectly on the phone (obviously because it's from the manufacturer). I really like this.


Besides all these cases, I have more.. I have about 5 right now and I've just bought more... I need therapy.

Abandoned place

I found this place and had my friend joining me. Finding the place was easy because I knew exactly where we were going. The area is divided into two big areas of copies of the same buildings all over the place. 

Getting into the first area was a bit of a hassle because we had to go through a tiny hole (turned out later that there was an easier entrance on the other side of the area). It was very exciting to enter the place. There was nothing creepy, I mean... Stockholm doesn't have a lot of creepy, abandoned buildings... 

In the second area we entered it was way easier to enter because a big hole was already cut out for us to enter. In there, we found some other strangers walking around in there. They even had a kid with them and they all looked decent so we didn't feel threatened in any way. Besides that they looked around, just like me and my friend did.

A couple of pics from Diana's birthday

We played games, ate, drank and had fun, afterwards we went to Kristall. Getting there was a pain because we all went to the bus to get into town but somehow one of these peep's friends had a van to drive us to the club so we all went back inside and waited. I had no concept of time so I don't know how long we waited and such but we got to the club in the end and I met "Peter" and his friend Erik after such a long time. Me and Peter hung out the whole night till they closed the club. I lost Diana so I was left with Erik and "Peter". We went to Donken in Sture where people were literally chaotic. There were no lines to the cashiers. Crazi monkies.

Shitz and giggulz

So I text with people a lot and sometimes I just get into the giggle mode and I write the weirdest things that cracks me up now that I look back at these. Here we go:

1. 

"Can I have a picture of you?"

*Sends Susan Boyle*

"Haha, cut it off!"

*Honey Boo Boo*

This one, above, was some random guy, I don't even remember who it was, a random number started texting me and this is how I replied. I am the purple bubble. He stopped replying after the Honey Boo picture.

2. 

"Haha ok. :) Are you free anytime this week? .... Why no reply?"

"I have diarrhea."

This guy randomly came up to me while I was in a hurry to the train to Diana's birthday party last week. It was in the middle of my rush and I was in the corridor between the subway and pendel and this guy randomly stopped my focus and started talking and complimenting me and wanted my number and take me out on a date. 

Honestly, I was very flattered by his move and words, that's why I gave him my number but I knew I'd not go out with him so the sadist that I am I wanted to do some fuckery with him by being as weird as I could... But still being slightly normal. 

3. 

-I'm in!

-That's so weird to me xD

-Haha do it! ... 

- .....put some flour and let everything ferment into a nice hat on you. Oh, I didn't even add the yeast, I'll add that now.

Sorry for the darkness. My phone had night screen mode on. This is my buddy "Murran". I don't remember what we were chatting about but I think I asked about his bald head and somehow I came up with this hat thingy. Basically I wanted to cook something on his head and so I decided to describe some bread like recipe.. So now he has a dough hat.

4. This last one was when I was riding from Diana's bd party last week and I was in the car and super drunk. We were communicating about when I was arriving and well... I don't even remember texting this until "Peter" (that's what we call him) showed me this later that night.

FYFAN SL, put a stick up your bum!

I need to go on a rant spree in this text.

I just feel like this new system of SL is so stupid. People pay too much for a monthly ticket, it's about 750 kr for that and they're going to raise it to close to 1000 kr, ca. 900 kr. A freaking paper of Gustav Vasa every month to get from point A to point B in Stockholm! What if your travel distance between your home and work is, let's say, two stations? I know people with that short distance, are they going to pay that money for that short travel time?? No wonder people "plankar"!

Where does the money go, huh? We pay so much already, we're actually one of the most expensive cities in the world when it comes to the cost of a freaking ticket! This stupid money probably goes to hire all these inspectors to walk around the city and inspect us all, the more money the more inspectors. Yeaaaah, yeah, I know, the money actually goes into maintaining the whole rail system, trains and other services, or that's what they tell us. Well, good for freaking you, if you could actually give us all good quality for the system and services that we payed for that'd be great!

I use the subway and I was stuck for fucking 20 mins at one station because of some stupid "train issue" further down the road. Effing 20 minutes! If I was going somewhere important I'd be fucked! I don't believe it was some train issue, I believe some bad ass "plankare" got beaten down by a security guard for "plankning" which he/she decided to fight against.

Bitch, fucking please. I guess I could pay the right price for my ticket IF I GOT THE FUCKING QUALITY FOR IT!!! I don't want any fucking 20 mins stops! I don't want to be stuck and wait every fucking year during the winter when SL makes the same fucking mistake every year and never learns how to deal with a little snow! You know the snow is coming, you've lived here for, oh I don't know (!) a long time enough to understand that snow WILL fall! The subway has existed for over 50 years, it's fucking time to use the money and invest in a system that works! How the hell does Japan make it work? Germany? Or any other country? Why not just get some inspiration from them instead of robbing our fucking money to hire inspectors to bust the asses off of people that don't live in Hammarby Sjöstad, Danderyd or Stureplan with tons of money to spit out 1000 kr every month to this shit. Oh, I'm sorry, they probably don't even use public transport, because they are rich enough to drive a fancy car they want to show off every meter. I don't know, even if you don't want to pay 900 but have to, you'll indirectly support the shit you don't want to support.

A whole Gustav Vasa piece of paper in order to get in to town... How ridiculous. And you don't even go there every day!

When I lived in Jkpg I payed 420 every month, 420! You know how much a "fritidskort" costs now? It's a new thing that came out recently. You can, with this card, roam around the city, and even further, 24/7 for 30 days. You know how much? 1.5.0. 150 fucking kr. Let that sink in.

Sure, they don't have trains IN the city, only buses, and there's not much to maintain, so I understand how it can be so cheap. But seriously, the time I've lived there I had minimal issues with them, even during the winter. I was spiteful when I got posts on Facebook of my friends having troubles with SL during the winter. "Thank God I'm not in that shit hole". Now I'm jelly of JLT.

OnePlus One - Phone Talk/Love

So I was able to sell my old baby, my XPERIA SP to a man that apparently was going to perform at IEGS! So that was nice, he was a nice person.. who also bought my phone + accessories for my full price.

Today was the first time in a long time that I felt okay, fairly "happy" with life. I mean, I got my phone sold, got some cash back, fixed some papers and tonight I'm meeting up with an old friend from afar. Oh, side note, during Sunday night (22/3) I went to see Chappie in the movies! With Die Antwoord and they're the only reason why I wanted to see that movie because I love Die Antwoord.

Lulz, the reason why I'm writing this is because I want to talk about my new phone, my OnePlus One (OPO). First of all, I am so glad I bought this "back up" case which I bought spontaneously when I realized I had to wait for too long for my screen protector and other cases to arrive. I'm very happy with this flip case even though I've always been against flip cases because they look so impractical, like you have to open a big, fat book in order to get to your phone. Blurgh, anyway, I still think a normal back case is better but I care too much for this phone that I can't afford a single scratch on it so I had to get a more protective case and that's how this flip case came into the picture. It's a blue/turquoise  MOFI case with a steel flip cover, it's really nice and I bought it in Sweden so it took one shipping day, it came so fast and yeah, I'm very satisfied.

On to the actual phone... I am in love. The size of the screen is 5.5 inches, so that plus all the other space makes it a pretty damn big phone. I've used it and I mean... It doesn't matter, you get used to the size but there are moments where you are very conscious of the size, like when I talk on it or putting it in my pocket. My hands are pretty small and my pockets are also small so it happens that I have to actually hold the phone like it's a bigger wallet, which is kind of annoying. But other than that I really like it.

It runs on CyanogenMod (at the moment ;)) and I love all this customization that you can fiddle around with. You can change almost everything to the way you want it. The CPU (processor) makes everything run so fast, I really noticed the speed whenever I wanna download/uninstall an app, everything is done within seconds. I'm on my OPO all the time!!! Not because I do anything special on it but because it's so freaking beautiful to look at. I have set my own wallpaper, icon and themes and it's just soooo beautiful.

So that's my home screen and as you can see by the bottom of the screen are these buttons. I have six, SIX different buttons and I customized them all by adding and rearranging them as I like it. The OPO also has "hard ware" buttons/keys off screen but they are limited to the standard "three" buttons (back, home, menu/whatever). 

Another thing I totally love with the software, Cyanogen, is the music. You can adjust whatever you like to hear, equalizer. I put more bass on the settings and my headphones just busted that bass into my ears I have my own nightclub right in my headphones. I'm listening to music through my OPO because of this. Otherwise I have iTunes on my computer and I listen through my PC but it sounds really flat. 

Another thing I really like with the OPO is the LED notification. It's basically just a blinking dot next to the front camera. Perfect location. I've had "the blinking dot" on my Xperia Neo but it was located on the side of the phone, after that my Xperia SP had this HUGE LED notification, its transparent bar. That phone would be perfect for whoever that sucks at responding quickly to messages since the whole freaking phone would blink. That's a bot too hardcore for me because I am a master at replying fairly quickly.... Because I'm glued to my phone. So going back to the simple dot LED Not. is pretty good for me. It doesn't scream in my face that someone contacted me but it also doesn't hide and let me miss stuff.

So yeah, I've had my phone for a few days now and I am generally very happy with it so far. 

......

I'm not gonna say anything... Just gonna leave this master piece here.

HUGE UPDATE: part 2

Since I moved back home I have also had a period where I hung out on Reddit a lot. That's where I also met this new friend. Alex from Virginia. We started by me posting on a subreddit and then he commented and I replied and then he did and so it all started. We then moved to PM's and then I took it a step further and asked for any social media contact. Snapchat and iMessage it is. Nowadays we chat every day on Snapchat. He also gave me a free copy of Portal. He's nice and a sweet guy!

What else... I have also been chatting a lot with "Murran", that was before though, now I don't do it everyday as I used to. Sebbe is also here, the regular stuff ya kno. I also kind of, started a little "business" with him. Hopefully we'll be able to meet this summer where I can join him in Gothenburg and we'll chillax. We haven't met each other despite knowing each other since last summer.

I met Malin during Saturday. It was the first time in forever. We haven't really spoken or hung out since autumn, nope, we never met during Christmas when I was at home. We went shopping, or she did most of it, I didn't buy anything, just a necklace and then we went to get free selfie sticks!! So we just talked as we shopped and updated each other on our lives.

The same day I went clubbing and in Kristall we met Chris and Kennedy! I haven't met Chris since IEGS and Kennedy since 2012. Kennedy wanted to chat and hang with me alone... Ugh, no... Not this again. After Kristall closed me and my girls went to Donken nearby and stood outside, what we didn't know at the time was that Mr. "Wille" Viking Hahne was standing really close to us, maybe a meter away and when Diana dropped her lip balm cap and he picked it up we started talking. He was like "do you speak Russian?". He understood what Diana and Kammie said a bit. We all talked a bit with him but it ended up with only me talking to him. So yeah, I had a personal chat with a politically active person, and not with any party but with SD. I joked about him being a "pure viking", that's when he talked about his name and he had an actual necklace with this viking motive. Damn.

He had been to Kristall, he said, but I never saw him there. He had this blinking device which I never asked about but I assume it's some kind of protecting thing... In case he's attacked? He was kind of "rigid" but still pretty open. We also shook hands when we introduced each other. I'm still baffled that I met him and never realized his role at the moment until later. It was cool.

OnePlus One, 1+

Yeah, you heard me. I got an invite from Murran! When I went to their website I found out that you could buy this phone on Tuesdays! Without invitations! That's pretty stupid because it's not as exclusive anymore!!! All this hype and excitement about invitations and now it's all ruined with this Tuesday shit?!!!

Anyway, I didn't believe my eyes when I got the invitation. It was love at first sight when I first found out about the 1+ and it was no doubt that if I'd ever get the chance, I'd take it. And I did. Murran posted on fb about having 2 invitations and I quickly asked if I could have one. So yeah, I'm super excited and of course I got the 64 Gb black one.

Since my phone is rooted and flashed with a custom ROM, Cyanogen 11 (CM11), that means I have to go back to stock ROM in order to sell my phone. Urgh... So I gotta wipe my phone and go back to Android 4.3.

HUGE UPDATE: the past weeks since I moved back!

The past weeks have been a blur now that I look back. I haven't done any proper updates since the INNA concert, that was also when I recently moved back home.

Why did I move back home? Honestly, there's so many factors, personal and private once that I can't tell. Let's just shortly describe it that I was freaking traumatized. A lot of things happened and I don't really want to go back there. I am way more healthy now and Jkpg is probably going to be put as an end of a chapter of my life. 

ART

As noted in the previous post I've started to draw. I haven't really talked about how it all started, except I do that on my Tumblr: Creepyism1. In the beginning I experimented with scribbles and watercolor, but especially scribbles. I drew on an A4 sketchbook which was way too big and the art just came out really ugly in my opinion. It also felt like I was wasting paper, especially on such a beautiful sketchbook (which I bought in the Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam). So I realized I sucked and tried doing any random scribble on note sized paper. The first drawing I did was on Walter White from Breaking Bad. 

Keep in mind that I've never had any lessons or practiced scribbling or drawing at all. I did this one really quick and it came out so nice. Before doing this piece I liked drawing things right from my imagination but I obviously didn't have the skills to draw that well so I tried doing this "reality" drawing, which meant I had a picture and "copied" it down with my own drawing. I was damn proud of this Walter White piece. The first person to see this was my little brother and he saw immediately what it was. He wanted me to draw his idol and told me to start selling art and at that point I realized I really, 100%, had something going on. 

If you look at my Instagram now (click) you'll see all my works, from all the water color pieces to what I draw now. You can almost see where I started taking my drawing skills seriously and that's when I really put more effort into my works. I was the "lost artist, I did different art, water color and doodle art but I've always been interested in scribbles because it's rather quick and don't require too much detail (which is good and bad), or it depends on your style, but I am quite impatient with everything in life and the same for art. I work in bursts of energy, anyway I'm drifting off... What I'm trying to say is that I discovered my hidden skill with scribbles. Scribbles is such a nice and easy way to make rather good shadowing and such to make things look more realistic. 

So as I kept drawing everything just naturally blended into my own style. I started doing scribbles that were "empty", not much shadowing and such and my later works are filled with it, filled with scribbles. 

See the difference between this "clown" and Walter White? I actually did this clown right out of my imagination while a lot of my other pieces have a picture I looked at. I guess I'm dull that way... I hope I'll be good enough to use my own ideas and put them into beautiful pieces on paper in the future. But for now I'm in the newbie stage and I think it's best for me to draw from pictures so that I can practice shadowing and such. 

You know, I've never felt so lost as I've been, don't get me wrong, I still am really lost in my mind but finding this hobby really fills my soul with purpose. Somehow I feel a little better today than I did, let's say three weeks ago. I tried, I reached out but I couldn't find anyone and I realized that I will never give a shit about anyone but myself. Art has filled about 50% of that emptiness I felt. I knew I had a creative skill and I am so grateful for being lost in the sense that I found this hobby. 

The crazy thing is that I started drawing seriously at around 2nd March. Yeah, two weeks now, I've done these pieces with only 2 weeks of practice.

hey, wow, I suck

Well hello there. I have been lacking with the updates. What can I update about? First of all, I've moved back home to Stockholm so a new chapter has begun.

I have partied.. Last week we celebrated Diana's mums bd which we afterwards went clubbing. Saumans mum surprised us all by letting her go out with us. I've also started focusing more on art!

I do scribble art and have started a new Instagram for that. I've been having this Instagram for a couple of months now but it's NOW that I kind of realize that I wanna post some of my art works. Right now, today, I started a new Tumblr too for the sake of my art work. The Tumblr will probably have some description behind all my works, that's what I want my Tumblr for. But of course, people can follow just for the sake of the pictures.

Follow me on Instagram: CREEPYISM
On Tumblr: Creepyism1 (#1 at the end)

or you can look for the links in the description to the left.


In the beginning I just scribbled some shit together and I didn't put a lot of effort but the later works are cooler and you can see that I've put more effort into them.

How did I discover this skill and why did I choose this type of art? I'll answer this on my Tumblr. But basically it all happened by accident.

Update: Stockholm and INNA

It's been hell of a while since I've been updating around here. Well, I've been having so many changes going on in my life right now that I just forgot about the blog. But now I feel it's time to do an update about some events that have taken place recently.

So I am currently at home, in Stockholm again and I came like 3 Feb because of the INNA concert that took place on the 7th.

Friday night included partying with my beloved Diana and Saturday was INNA time. It was amazing to see INNA, however it was disappointing concidering the major lack of effort to give a good show. I mean, what the heck is she wearing? Shit to the gym? Come on!! Lost some respect for here there.

Anyway, me and Diana were at the front, literally. And I shook hands with INNA!  You gotta reach out! Her hand was cold and so small. Perhaps a bit sweaty..

That's how close she was. I could have her whole face up in my camera without zoom.

It's scary because I can relate to almost everything on this list...

While most think of creative people as “right-brained” or artsy, creativity exists within all of us – even the most logical, linear thinkers.

However, some of us have honed our creative sides a little more than others, and know how to capture and express that imaginative energy. Creative people cover a broad spectrum of personalities, from the stereotypical starving artist to the entrepreneurial businessman. They share some common traits that allow them to bring that creativity to life, including the following:

25 Things Creative People Do Differently:

1. They work when the work comes to them…meaning that they only paint, draw, write, sew, dance, or write out business plans when they feel like it. Creative people know the mind performs best in small bursts of concentrated work.
2. They probably don’t have a “normal” job. The creative spirit feels dampened by a job in which it doesn’t get to roam free and do as it pleases. Many creative types turn to entrepreneurship to make money, because it fulfills their soul while still allowing them to get paid.
3. They see inspiration in everything. Creative spirits become inspired by anything and everything, from an unusual pattern on a leaf to the bright lights of a city at night. They see the world as their oyster, and have a knack for finding inspiration in the most unlikely of places.
4. They never stop questioning. The creative mind always wonders and always wanders; creative people have highly active imaginations, and ponder the big AND small questions in life. They want to know it all.
5. They aren’t afraid to fail. They don’t even see failure as a bad thing, because they know that the only way to grow in life is by putting yourself out there and making mistakes.
6. They are very independent people. They don’t like being told what to do or when to do things. They work best alone and feel totally confident walking their own path in life.
7. They are risk-takers. Creative people don’t just love doing new things, they actually seek out dangerous or uncomfortable opportunities because this makes them feel alive. It unlocks new doors of creativity, and might even give them insight into previously undiscovered talents.
8. They use their pain to fuel their passion. Creative people have likely been through very hellish and traumatic experiences, but these experiences give life to their work. They feel inspired by what they learned from their setbacks, and transmute the negative energy from the pain into something positive.
9. They practice self-development. Imaginative people know that a foggy, unproductive, negative brain will block their creativity and not allow them to express themselves fully. They read self-help books, practice mindfulness, meditate, do yoga, and say positive affirmations. They know that a positive attitude is the cornerstone of achieving a high level of creative success.
10. They daydream. Creative people let their minds wander, and don’t ask any questions until later. They simply enjoy traveling to new lands and thinking up new concepts through their imaginations, and know that daydreaming can lead to the most profound, unparalleled ideas.
11. They enjoy spending time alone. Most creative people are seen as loners or misfits, and never really fit in to any stereotype or clique. While this may not always be the case, creative people usually feel most comfortable in solitude because they do their best work in their own company.
12. They aren’t afraid of being different. They know they’re different, but they wouldn’t have it any other way. They own their uniqueness, and feel honored to show it off.
13. They only want friends who uplift and inspire them. They don’t want to be around people who don’t have big dreams and visions – they seek out friendships with people who they can bounce ideas off of and who truly understand their soul.
14. They often act before they think. Despite the stereotype of creative people, most of them actually take huge leaps of faith without going through all the scenarios in their minds first. Why? Because they know that they must live it, not just think it, in order to reach their goals.
15. They do things most people aren’t willing to do. They don’t give up easily, they put themselves out there, they fail over and over again but see it as growth, and they put in hard work even when they’re tired. Creative people are troopers; they have a strong will and don’t let anything stand in their way.
16. They have a “yes” mentality. They say yes to life, because they know this will create more opportunities for them. They do things even when they’re scared or unsure – they realize that momentum coupled with a positive attitude create the perfect mixture for exciting things to happen.
17. They have a strong work ethic. They might work fifteen or more hours a day, depending on how they feel. They know that dreams don’t work unless they do.
18. They are complex people. They might feel that no one understands them, but they don’t care. They have an intricate web of personality traits and deep emotions, but they feel proud to have so many layers. They think this makes them a more interesting person!
19. They get bored with the same old routine. They thrive off of new experiences, and actually cringe and feel caged in by doing the same things at the same time, day in and day out.
20. They move around a lot. They don’t like staying in the same place too long, because their creative energy thrives off of new places, faces, and activities.
21. They are highly emotional, intuitive people. Most creative people identify with being an empath, or highly sensitive person. They feel things very deeply, and let out their emotions through their creative work.
22. They may have a hard time falling asleep. Because of their active brains, they might stay up into the early morning hours some nights, either working or just thinking.
23. They take care of themselves. They realize their creative energy can’t move through them if they don’t keep their mind, body, and soul healthy. They likely care about their diet, exercise often, and meditate daily.
24. Life means nothing to them if they don’t follow their heart. They don’t relate to people who see everything as a means to an end. To them, their passion is both the means AND the end.
25. They live life on the edge. They know that they must always feel excited and challenged in life in order to live to the fullest. They want to live a life that is anything but ordinary.

http://www.powerofpositivity.com/25-things-creative-people-differently/

I WILL SURVIVE

I've started a new and separate YouTube channel for shitz and giggulz and this is how I feel about school. 

Dog Whisperer: Trainer Walks Pack Of Dogs Without A Leash

Anyone who has seen the first video before this one? It just shows this guy walking his six Sheperds down the street without leashes. 

Now here's another video, more in depht of the guy, who he is and what's going on with his dogs. It's so damn cute to watch!

Haha: Cheating husband double mutilated

"Cheating husband double mutilated
 
A 32-year-old man in China used his wife's phone to send flirty e-mails to his mistress.
Infidelity cost him the limb - twice.
The man's 21-year-old wife discovered the e-mails, grabbed a pair of scissors and rushed into their bedroom and cut off her husband's penis while he slept, reports the Central European News.
The 32-year-old was rushed to the hospital where family fortune was successfully sewn back. The wife did, however sneak into the hospital, cut off his penis again and threw it out the window.
The body part was never found."

Besides the really shitty written article on its own, I couldn't stop my giggly-gig. Bitch was crazy! Psycho! It's not like the first time was enough, she had to do a double kill and make sure the body part was never to be seen again. 

"The body part was never found": where the hell did it go then? Probably outside the window? Because who the hell would want a bloody ass peyniss they've found on the street? Maybe the wifey took it? What happened to her? Did she get arrested? Do people even get arrested? We don't know shit from this article. This text seemed to be written by a 13 year old!!!

I've seen several articles like this where a woman cut off her husband's dieck. But the pattern I've always seen is that it is ALWAYS happening in China! China really does the most effed up shit. If you ever see a brutal article where some body part is being removed, torture of an animal or whatever, it's probably the work of a Chinese. 

Purpose of Life

What's the purpose of life? 

That's a question we all ask ourselves at some point in our lives. This unanswered question has been a hot topic for us all for as long as we can remember. Many have religious inspired "answers", others barely think about it and others have other "answers" not based on religion or anything of that sort.

I have concluded an answer for myself. Which is a depressing conclusion. The purpose of not only just my life but for all humankind, in my eyes, is simply:

There is no purpose. 

What do you mean? If you think of the facts, the big picture of our lives, you will start to see a pattern. I am excluding a lot of details now but we simply are born, most of us follow what society expects of us: study, get a job, live and do whatever you want in between and then die. That's the plan for a lot of us, then there are exceptions and different ways of living but a lot comes down to how we are going to earn money.

The world is all about money, money, money, and if you don't have money then what do you do? You die. Yeah, you die, because in the end, you won't be able to support yourself. Well, you could also go hunting and such but what kind of life would that be? Pretty dull for my taste.

But what if you wanted to travel, see the world, eat tasty food and such? Just live life easily. You would need money and money comes from having to work. And then we are there again, work. Which is what we all strive for, because unless you're Kim Kardashian or some other bitch who earns tons of cash by flashing her coochie, you just gotta work.

But making an earning is really diffcult on its own. We, complex humans need to be punched in the face real hard, many, many times before we reach an eventual success. But for what reason? To appreciate the success? Isn't it nice to instead live happily most of the time in our success, and experience less hardships? Do you get what I mean? Probably not...

But in the end, all the struggles, all the bad times was for what purpose? Sure, it's nice being happy all the time, if that's your life, but life will never, NEVER let you be happy all the time. Never, so that doesn't exist. Why does this negativity exist? Why does this hapiness exist when we all in the end will just die and never ever exist ever again?

Even though Michael Jackson was huge for mankind, even though Elvis Presley was huge for us too, and all other big legends, nature will always win the battle. That end is called death. In the end we are all equal beings.

You know when you go to a huge concert, let's say to a Lady Gaga concert. It's a huge scene, lots of cool props and such, and you wait patiently for Gaga to come out. The scene is epic as hell and you expect Gaga to be something big to pop out, right? But in the end she is physically the same size as you are, as your mum, dad, aunt, friend. No other human is bigger than anyone else physically. If Gaga was the size of an elephant then that'd be something great on the scene, but she isn't. The same goes for every other legendary artist too. In the end we all die equally.

And that's the sad purpose of life. There is no purpose. We all have our journey but we will all end up dead, no where to be seen ever again.

People don't want to realize these facts that's why religion, having a soul and other stuff comes up to the surface, to comfort our minds, to keep the thought on a positive note. That maybe, just maybe in the end there will be a continuation or purpose.

But think about it, do we have facts pointing on a continuation after life? No, not at this current state of life.

I am very lost in my life right now, that's why I thought of this... My purpose in life. When you have no purpose, then you have nothing to fight for and when you have nothing to fight for, you have nothing and you'll settle for anything. And I don't wanna settle for anything. Sigh. Everything is just a blur for me right now.

You just exist and then you're gone.

I could die right here, right now because this is my answer for the purpose of life and I am not scared of death, I'm just scared of how much I'll suffer if I'm on my way to die or am gonna die. Don't wanna suffer too much, hehe. And if anyone has read this long ass text so far, I'm just letting you know, I'm not suicidal, I'm just not afraid to die.

Sad but true. Think about it. Every excuse or argument that you think will turn my argument around will end up at the same spot where we started: there is no purpose.