And of to the future we go

I believe my father would be proud, clap and dance, as I a couple of days ago took of my nose-ring. I would hate it, and probably kept it a bit longer just to spite him.

Truth is I am turning thirty next time and I am no longer a long-term student. It is time to move on from the rebel I once were and become adult with everything it holds. I hope the future do have some rebellious turns for me. Actually, I count on it. But for now, it would be good with a decent income and on that road, I have to appear more serious and adult than my piercing often led others to believe of me. Thus, the removal of it.

Despite the fact that I have come to terms with this specific decision, there is a lot of memories and identity attached to this little ring. Or, correction I have attached too much identity on that little ring. I always thought that it drew attention away from my very large nose and that it looked good on me. But, there is a time for everything. Once I was a rebel. Not wearing what I was supposed to, as the good girl I was supposed to be. Having an opinion different from those around me. Today I still carry that rebel in my heart. She made me who I am today. Her attempts to push me to make the crazy choices. The choices I usually was too afraid to make. Too scared of what everyone else would think of me.

All of that in that tiny ring.

However, now I am ready to move on. Make even crazier choices that involves bigger things than what part of my body to pierce. I am ready to experience the world. Thus, the removal of the one thing that keeps me in the past in order to embrace the future.

Professional profile after 2 months of unemployment

Warning: Highly ironic blog is ahead of you. Do not read if you are depressed or very sympathetic. The following blog is written in accordance with a professional profile that I am supposed to include with a CV. 

Background: Recently graduated cand.mag who's strongest side is definitely not to sell herself on paper, so no one really gets to meet her in the first place - but whatever. 

Experience: Cleaning the apartment, washing clothes correctly and other relevant domestic activities. I know, not exactly what you are supposed to do on a work day, but with every day being like the other, something has to happen to pretend that some kind of progress is in motion. Thus, one might as well include it all. Going out to eat lunch or drink coffee at a café once in a while during the daytime: Highly relevant professional experience in order not to destroy the 4 walls surrounding you 24/7. Never EVER tell someone that "you'll find something easily" without expecting a sucker-punch in the face resulting in bruising in some sort. That identity crisis is not exclusively concerns the lives of the one's attempting to choose an education: It unfortunately also makes its way to the one's of us who graduated (or at least some of us).

Outcome for the relevant company: Well. Uhm. Pass. I guess. 

Thus, once more proving that the feeling of having absolutely nothing to offer in a future employment is what fills the existence of the undersigned.


Best regards,
Miss "Self-pity" 

Everyday Tales: A trip to the beach, when approached in the train and weddings

First time I swam in the ocean at a beach in Denmark. Probably also my last, but who cares. #Danishsummer #beachisfun #Hyggewiththesiblings

I was weirdly provoked by the way an elderly lady approached me in the train this morning due to the fact that I was occupying her and her friends seat (Friday, 26th August). "Ups" she said. While she probably found that an appropriate way of telling me that I had to move because she had already paid for the seat, I heard her say indirectly, that she paid for the seat ergo I shouldn't have been sitting there at all. Well news for ya lady. You didn't sit there the first hour or two of my train-ride. I guess that tells you more about what's going on in my head than in hers. #unnecessarilyhottemperat #waytooearlymorning #morecoffee.

Normally I would write about how hard it is to go to a wedding as someone being "eternal single". But not this time! I LOVE this wedding! Especially because one of my best friends are getting married and it is an important celebration! #lovelovelove #gettingemotionalthinkingaboutit #Lovesingelife #Ilovewhenfriendsfindslove

First weekend in August: Vejle and Bachelorette-party (#wohoooow). Second weekend in August: Barcelona (#hippy-yay!). Third weekend: Arhus and Fur (#Whatyoudontdoforfamily). Fourth weekend: Wedding in Vejle (determined not to cry. #DONOTCRY!). Next weekend: The blessing of a best friends kid. #Noweekendoff #Wheredidmyweekendsgo #whenyouarefullybookedwithamazingeventsbutyourintrovertedselfremindsyouthatyouneedadayinapyjamas

To wear or not to wear ... Burkini

I bet you've seen the pictures. The pictures of three policeofficers standing around a woman wearing a scarf on her head and are fully dressed from top to toe, who only a few moments before was enjoying the sun while relaxing by the beach. The pictures have immortalised moments of the law against burkini in France being enforced. To me the pictures radiate the humiliation of a woman who does not want to lie on the beach in a tini-tiny bikini having to take of layers off of her clothes just because some politicians think denying others wearing a burkini will help in the fight against radicalisation or what ever is the reason for this law. 

I find it hard to believe that a law against burkini as well as a burka and so forth is going to eliminate the problems that seems to surface in the world today. Actually, the pictures of this specific woman taking of her clothes makes me even more convinced that the laws are marginalising specific minorities within the society - a marginalisation that can have fatal consequences as it may foster a generation of individuals who will act out on the society because they don't feel understood or met as the individual they are. 

Evil always comes from somewhere and I find it hard to believe, when society attempts to enforce its ideas within the individuals private life that it would not cause a negative reaction of some sort. Because, what will be left if society took away your ability and right to think for yourself: act as you find right, and wear whatever you want? I mean of course there is a limit to how an individual should act - I am here referring to when one individual harms another. But there is also a limit to how much a government will be able to control one's private life and what is going on behind closed doors. And maybe, the implementation and the enforcement of such a law will cause even more radicalised ways of thinking that could foster the very idea of terror and violence as the only means of expression. 

The troth is, that the pictures to me does not necessarily show a Muslim woman, but a woman hanging out on the beach, relaxing. The truth is that it could have been me. I am very conscious with my body - especially when I can't cover my flaws with clothes. The idea of wearing clothes on the beach from top to toe is not that foreign to me. 

So, in the end I see myself in that woman. As a person that affiliate to a certain belief-system. As a woman and as an individual who's right to have a private life could be disrupted by a government who finds me radical and different and who acts against me with fear of what I could become and not with curiosity of what I am. And if that government strip me of everything I am and believe in, pushing me to the edge - who knows, how such an individual, with nothing to loose will act against an enforcement of fear. 

Instead of acting out of fear of what who seems foreign and different could become - lets meet it with curiosity and with accommodation so that society does not foster individuals with nothing left to loose, but individuals that can help develop a society that can help others.

The Summer of 2016's 'To Read': "The Accursed" by Joyce Carol Oates

My reading project for this summer may become a fall project as well, but I have set my mind to go through reading every book on the list. Some changes have been made, but the amount of books to read are still the same. One for each month of the year.

This one, "The Accursed" by Joyce Carol Oates is a worthy and interesting book for someone who is interested in a well-written novel with 'historical' elements and an author who is always a bracket away. The story of a woman who suddenly disappears and the aftermath of her disappearance is interesting and caught my attention - especially the historical signs here and there: The idea of slaves, and a woman's place in society. But what made it a difficult book to read was the constant need for the author to reevaluate the choices made of what to include in the novel and what to leave out. Furthermore, the need to underline that he or she is the only one who made this and that historical find. - until I found out that it was written from a historians perspective - a character implemented in the book. By the way, a fact I did not know until recently, when I had finished the book. Not knowing this fact made the entire book cool and weird at the same time.

I find the story interesting, but it is not a book I would read again. The constant stop to reevaluate the "author's" accomplishments, makes it difficult to get back on track with the storyline of the book. The idea is genius, but the way it has been carried out makes it "heavy" to read and makes one skip interesting and maybe important parts of the story that could have been a major help in cracking the code to the story.

In the end it became a "fight" to get through all of the over 700 pages long book.

2 stars out of 6 for this one. 

Barcelona: Everything from beach to Museums

This month, August, I was lucky enough to get to travel to Barcelona! Fantastic city. Amazing beach. Lovely culture. We went to a lot of museums, but I also loved just walking around in the older parts of the city. - Basically it is that kind of city you pack away your town-map for the day and go get lost.

We stayed at the Paraiso Travellers Hostel. It was a lovely place, with an amazing staff that went above and beyond expectation for us. The hostel is relatively central considering the different sites. However, that do depend on what you expect. If your holiday to Barcelona is beach-related, this is still an ok hostel, where you can take a bus to the beach. But it is relevant to maybe check out other possibilities closer to the beach.

Considering the sights, this city is full of possibilities. You can go all artist-crazy and see all the amazing art museums, all of Gaudi's buildings and even pay to go inside the Gaudi Park (not cheap though and possible to see his buildings from the outside. But this park is relevant to book from home!). I would suggest taking one of the free walking tours, potentially pay for a Gaudi-tour if that is of interest and go see the Museums. The Museums are on some days, and within some hours, free e - so it is definitely a good idea to check them out on forehand.

A must see in Barcelona is the Sagrada Familia - Gaudi's amazing work which is said to be finished in 2028. It is an amazingly odd church, and if you are interested it is possible to participate in the service under the church: It is open for every one, but do remember that it is a service and people do attend to worship. If you want to skip the line, then order the tickets from home. It safes you a lot of waiting time!

The Gluten Free Travel
To stay gluten free and milkfree is not that big of a deal in this city. If you ask "sin gluten" (without gluten) or "sin leche" (without milk) in spanish most people understand. There is supermarkeds that sell soya milk and glutenfree products, but I only found the gluten free products in "Mercadona". It is a larger supermarked and not like the smaller supermarkets that is spread all over town. In Mercadona there is a lot more glutenfree and milkfree possibilities. It is worth the effort to find one of these and shop for breakfast, as it is difficult to find anything else than eggs and bacon for breakfast. Most important of all: They do have soya milk for the coffee. So just ask! Huzzah for that trending!

I do suggest that you before finding any supermarket, go find the bakery: Forn Boix. They have a lot of possibilities for the glutenfree and they have made sure that it is completely glutenfree and does not have traces of gluten. They sell bread and different cakes in sealed plastic boxes you can buy.

Next, when in the area of Sagrada Familia anyway, go visit the Cafe: Gaudi Bakery, on Sardenya no. 298. They serve the most delicious glutenfree sandwiches and are fully informed on the tolerance vs allergy dilemma!

When it came to dinner and lunch it was a bit more difficult and some times I wasn't as strict as I would be at home. But I found that restaurants and cafés do have alternatives and knows the possibilities, and if anything fails you can always go to McD or drink Sangria and eat a lot of Paella!

All in all, this is not the last time I will go to Barcelona - and no I have no intention of visiting the stadium or watch football. A glass of sangria, the culture, the vibe and the beach is good enough for me! :)

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Sanne's Grøntsagsbrød

Min gode ven Sanne introducerede mig for disse brød. Hun spiser selv efter LCHF principperne og serverede disse brød som et glutenfrit, og gjort mælkefrit, alternativ. I de brød hun må spise er der ost i, men i de jeg deler med jer her, er der ingen mælkeprodukter eller gluten af nogen art. Ikke engang glutenfrie produkter.

De er nemme lige at smide i fryseren og så bruge til frokosten, burgeren eller evt som pizzabunde!

Ingredienser: 
225 g Broccoli
225 g Blomkål
4 æg
2 spsk sesamfrø
2 spsk Husk (eller spsk fiberpro)
salt og peber
evt lidt rosmarin og oregano.

Fremgangsmetode: 
Skyl blomkålen og broccolien og put dem i blenderen. Blend dem fine og tilsæt derefter æg og sesamfrø. Rør derefter fiberhusk i blandingen og rør til de bliver til en luftig masse. Til sidst tilsættes krydderier af eget ønske. Jeg smed ca 1 tsk rosmarin og 1 tsk oregano i blandingen!

Fordel massen på bagepapiret på bradepanden, så massen bliver helt fladt og så ligeligt fordelt på bradepanden som muligt. Varm dernæst brødet ved 200 grader på varmluft i 25 minutter.

Når brødet er færdigt skærer du dem forsigtigt ud i de størrelse stykker du ønsker. Lad dem køle af inden du evt fryser dem ned eller server dem varme til frokosten.

Jeg har selv brugt dem til frokosten eller burgeren - det er kun fantasien der sætter grænser!

God fornøjelse! :)