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

Frustration of the unemployed and recently graduated

As I watched the Glee crew channel their senior year through music and cheesy ways of showing us all the story of how difficult making choices about the future can be, I realised that, that feeling is not reserved for all the youngsters choosing which direction one's education should take and what to become. The truth is despite already making all the choices and feeling that frustration which follows life-choices. Despite making through the education you have chosen, the feeling of being lost in yourself is still there afterwards. Or at least for some of us. Because then the choices regarding which career to pursue arrives. The doubt. What if I chose wrong? What if what once was the right choice in my heart is the opposite of what it wants today? And, by the way, who am I now without school, books and ambition of getting straight top-grades all the way through? - Which I by the way didn't. 

I don't know where I am going. I don't know where I will end. I know that I on one side is safe. Whatever the future may hold I am strong. I know what I want. Or at least some of what I want (apparently having to do with anything else but a job) - and truth is, despite this being a completely out of the ordinary thing to say, a job is not going to define who I am. I am not going to let it. 

frustration over and out. 

Everyday Tales: From serious to fun and everything in between

2nd of August: Rest In Peace and May God protect you Jytte. Your funeral was beautiful! However, I am still paying the price for eating not so glutenfree or milkfree cake. #Anotherbeautifulsoulhaslefttheearth 

5th of August: I have discovered that watching too much Gilmore Girls makes me talk really fast and outburst with inappropriate, yet funny if I may say so myself, comments to other people at inappropriate times. #LOVEGilmoreGirls #waitingforthenewseason #LukeandLorelaiforever #Rory:GetbackwithJess

5th of August: After a little stressfull week due to planning and responsibilities, I am going to Vejle and celebrate my very good friends bachelorette party!! Hopefully she will love it and we are going to have so much fun. One of my responsibilities was the making of a personalised board-game, centred around her. Don't worry she looooves boardgames! #Proudofmycreativity #Hopeshelikesit #Bacheloretteoftheyear 

10-14th of August: Amazing holiday in Barcelona! Oatmeal porridge for breakfast, lunch and dinner the rest of the year! #gottaloveholiday #traveltraveltravel #nothingliketravellingthatcanmakeyoueconomicallyblind

What to think about Islam?

I am not a Muslim. I am a Christian. 

Thus - for obvious reasons - I do not know the intimate details about having a religious affiliation to Islam as I do as to Christianity. 

However, I do have an education in the study of religion and do read the newspapers and follow steadily in the news. And I do see the different profiles we, talking from a Danish point of view, are fed up with about Islam and how we are being told how to think about Muslims. 

Now, talking from a Christian perspective, I do have some fingers to point towards the things I think people have too much attention on and too little. For instance, I think Christians are generally too concerned about getting a family and very little concerned about those who don't. We talk too much about "Of course you will find the one" and too little about "What if I don't?". Or, what about the subject of sex?! I refuse to believe that the ones trying hardly to keep up the facade as the "I waited until marriage" that they did not in any way have sexual feelings towards their husband before they married! How about we talk a little more about that instead of having yet another "so this is how I am as a parent/husband"-reference in yet another sermon. (I will admit that I might have had a little too much bottled up here and some of the examples maybe can only be followed by fellow Christians, but I hope you get the point). 

Therefore, I am a Christian, that do find faults in the Christian milieu I tend to move within. Because in the end I believe we are all human. We all make mistakes. I believe that if we could be perfect among one another, God didn't have to interfere. But enough about what I believe and back to the "society critics" I am supposed to be doing in these Monday blogs. 

I find that society today tends to point a little too much on the Muslims as terrorists, radicals and dangerous. So, when Pope France stood up and refused to point his finger at fellow Muslims, I believed he pointed towards a general flaw in our society. A flaw in the way things are moving regarding compassion for other human beings despite religious, political or cultural affiliation. I found his comments relevant. Because, I know some politics wants me to believe that everyone who affiliate with Islam are dangerous, because Islam is a violent religion - but the thing is, I have met a lot of muslims that acted and believed in peaceful co-existens between Muslims and Jews in Israels. So why is it we cannot have the same main idea in Europe? Why is it that Muslims should be to blame for a violent culture, when Europe was the one that have destroyed tribes and cultures in the Middle East and Africa historically? What about all the crusades that took it to be their mission to take back Jerusalem? Haven't Christianity been a violent religion too? 

I do not believe that religion is to blame for war. I believe we as selfish, discriminating human beings is - and I believe we sometimes use religion as a way to authorise religion. But I also think that we sometimes use religion to authorise a certain view on a group of people who doesn't necessarily have a violent world view. 

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if this view that the media and the politicians often feeds us with is the very reason that some Muslims do come to regard a violent world view as the only way to make us respect them - a common respect I believe we all have the right to have. 

Everyday Tales: Tales from the unemployed! Oh, and a little on the fact that I am bikeless.

This was the week my bike got stolen. Living in a country where a bike is essential in order to get around, I must admit I got angry and sad and annoyed! Not having a bike in Denmark is like not eating a croissant in France or not eating pizza in Italy. #MYpropertynotyours #DoNOTtouchmystuff

This was also the week I got to experience the glory of being unemployed in Denmark! Yay for civil systems that makes you not money-less even though you are a newly educated graduate without a job! #Sorryforgloating #IlovetheDanishsystem

However, this is also a week of self reflection, as I am still rather lost regarding the business and work-marked! #Wheretobegin #WhoamI #WhatdoIwannado #Selflifecrisis #Argh!!!!

Ending this blog on a more happy note I have managed to make this summer Cakes specials three or four times (imaged down bellow). Both glutenfree and milkfree pieces of heaven. The Cheesecake recipe is in Danish and you can find it here! #Ifyourdanishtryitout #heaveninacake #eatingcakemakesmelovelife #notetoself:Importanttomakecheesecaketheeveningbeforehavingtoeatit!

Everyday Tales: Santa in CPH, Gilmore Girls Marathon and IKEA-madness

Met Santa today (Monday, 18th of July)- or Santas. Very revealing to the children who believe in Santa, when around a hundred people all pretend to be Santa. Another thing is that the stores are very VERY early in celebrating and  decorating for christmas.. Now we can meet santa in the middle of july as well! Christmas-stress is already setting in... #Childconfusion #Whostherealsanta #Weareinthemiddleofjuly

I have begun my Gilmore Girls marathon in preparation for the new episodes! Yay. I admit, I might have been fast forwarding through some of the episodes (I'm almost sure I've seen the series a million times) but it is an amazing show! #Lookingforwardtothenewepisodes #GILMOREGIRLSISKING #waitingforPaulAnka

Taking care of my sisters dog. An amazing little thing. We went for a run together, because she has a LOT of energy, so I thought she would be more normal and a little less like the squirrel from "Over the Hedge". I succeeded, but now she's been sleeping almost all day... #shellbeapaintonight #Imafraidshellpeeallovermyroom

With my brother in IKEA buying him a new bed this webdebat. My brother to me: "I hadn't imagined the bed being so big!" - he bought a double, 160x200 instead of the smaller version 120x200. #Iguessyoushouldhavebeenthere #helpingbrohelphimself

Being Radicalised, Being Human?

By creating a situation where a citizen feels the need to protect and serve a society, due to what the society have given him or her, offer protection and grant different 'life-stocks' that enables him or her to not only survive but live to the fullest, a relation between a government and an individual are created of mutual protection and the wish to establish what might be of the best interest to both parts. This relation might even help a society fight extremism and radicalisation both amongst religious people, however, more so amongst its own people.

Because, let's face it. It is not only Muslim people who have become radicalised. The people, feeling like "these people are invading our country, taking our jobs, destroying our lives", have also become, to some degree radicalised. I believe, when you in the shelter of the anonymity the internet can give you, makes use of this in order to belittle the people that seems different from yourself, despite not knowing them personally, you have become radical in the choice of means to implement your view of the world in a given society.

Let's face it. It is not only because someone believes in Islam that such a person can become radical (which by the way is a very little amount of people actually choosing a radicalised worldview, compared to all the people who every day are harassing other human beings). It can also be you and I, despite religious affiliation.

Maybe it is time to break with the idea that only Muslims are destroying the world as we know it. We are to by the way we treat each other. By the way we refuse to help other people. Our choices makes us wander down the road either towards taking extreme measures or towards showing others that we care.

Everyday Tales: Minions and sushi!

I repeat; true friends buys you stuff with minions! Now my morning-coffee has a minion waving at me! #iloveitwhenpeopleknowsmetoowell #Minionsrocks

This week I was reminded that life is short and fragile, and I only want to live the way God intents me to. #Livetothefullest #Godisgreat #Prayforhealing

Fun fact: Running Sushi was invented because Yoshiaki Shiraishi couldn't find staff to serve as waiters? #efficiencyistheway #Ilooooooovesushi

Made my first glutenfree and milkfree cheesecake. Despite the fact that you can't call it cheese-cake as there is no cheese in the cake as such, it really do tast good. Recipe will be online soon, hopefully! #lovecake #milkandglutenfreelifestyle

Btw: this was the week where I suddenly weren't a weirdo when I randomly stopped on the street! Now I just have to pretent that I am playing Pokemon GO! #loveitwhenwecanbeweirdtogether #pokemonftw

When Great Women Fall

Life seems so fragile,
humans so small.
When giving the world a smile
Seems like the greatest task of all.

In such a moment,
In such a time.
When life seems to run,
through our fingers like sand.
Let's rejoice the little time we had,
and remember all the great and wonderful,
women and men who have,
or are about too fall.


If you want to read the first poem I did, you can read 'As I Walk Through Life' here.

Change, the unavoidable force coming our way

Life seems to change around me in a speed where I can't keep track. I am finished with studying and is applying for a real grown-up job, friends are changing their social status from in a relationship to married, and other friends are changing from family of two to family with kids.

Sometimes changes seems more visible when a person gets a boyfriend. Gets married. Becomes a mother. All things relating to a relationship with another person. Being single, changes is more of a internal nature - not as visible as when you are two people changing each others lifes to become more compatible with the twosome they are trying to create together. Because no matter how they see their lifes, when one life becomes part of another, people change. I believe that it's supposed to change people. Having two different people trying to make a common foundation for their future life together.

Embracing singleness means embracing and holding on to the changes that are happening in your life, without relation to another human being.

I have a degree now.
I am applying for a job.
I am looking and dreaming of buying my own space.
I am dreaming of becoming an author.
I am planing a travel to The US, on my own.

All life-changing experiences that might not terminate in a lifelong commitment like marriage might symbolise, but still will make a change in me. Once I wore a more boyish stile, now I have a tad more feminine look. Once I had a mother and a father, now I only have a mother. Once I thought I wanted a family: Husband, kids and dog. Now, I honestly just want to live the life I was granted to the fullest. Travel. Meet people. Experience cultures. Things change. We change. I changed!

I guess the goal is not to look at the things I didn't get to experience, but all the experiences I gained and all the experiences that are yet to come!

The difficulties being apart of an "us" as opposed to other groups, "them".

A new radio-program on my favourite radio-station made me wonder whether or not it is really that bad to have created an "us" as opposed to everyone else? When is it actually problematic to have created an in-group, an "us"?

The host often argued against refugees and had a rather narrow minded and sceptical view on people who are of another descent than "pure danish" - people who have mixed their original descent with the Danish culture.

I have always argued against the creation of in-groups, cliques or groups like this. I find that they tend to try to set a standard for the rest to follow, which demeans other people who does not necessarily follow the rules of such a group - back to the school milieu, so to speak. But, the thing is, that we cannot avoid creating an "us". To be Danish is different from being Swedish or Norwegian. We create societies bound together by culture, language, politics, religion and so forth.  No matter how we look at it, the way we collect and unify the different aspects of our society will stand in opposition to other societies and how they have bound the different aspects together.
Once, I was at a wedding, which to me have become the perfect example of this fact. While the groom was of Danish descent, the bride was Muslim. It was a wedding with different cultural elements, where the guests at some aspects did not know what was going on and regarding other aspects were a part of the "club" that knew! These two people getting married, was creating an "us".

To me, the difference is whether a society compares itself with another in a demeaning way. Thus, creating an "us" as opposed to "them". The fact that we have different cultures, comes from different societies, does not mean that we cannot behave and be polite towards one another. It does not mean that we in Denmark cannot help the refugees that flows into the country. It does not mean that we cannot help those people who suffer from war, by help recreating and reconquer their, "us". In the end, everyone deserves to be a part of an "us".

The problem with this constellation is when "us" and "them" becomes "us" versus "them". When different groups compares, there may in some situations be created an unhealthy environment where one group presents itself as superior compared to the other.

Being a fellow citizen is not just about being apart of a group, but accepting the differences between the different groups living in and outside one's society. Being a part of one group is not the problem - we all are apart of specific groups, whether we like it or not. The problem is when one group finds themselves superior towards another group.

Everyday Tales

True friends buys you Minions Kinder Eggs just because there were Minions on them - despite the fact that you cannot eat the chocolate! #iloveminions #ilovecrazyfriends

While my neighbour obviously got laid this morning (the walls where almost shaking and the girl was making that loud complaining sound she does during sex). This summer the lovebirds have added the twist of having their windows open to our court. One evening, a couple in the opposite building on the fourth floor had an amazing time watching. #theneighboursagacontinues

The free Danish newspaper MetroXpress politely told me to just shut up today and keep my opinions to myself in their horoscope-colom. #dontknowhow #sorrynotsorry

Here the other day I found a bucket containing 1 kilo of peanut butter in the local supermarket! 1 kilo peanut butter!!  I hugged it and whispered "I love you"!! #methesupermarketweirdo

What on earth is wrong with being a woman?

I'm not necessarily a dedicated feminist. I do think women should have more influence on society and I do agree to a great extent with their arguments of the feminists. However, it is difficult not to be a little feminist in a world where the new normal is not necessarily to feel like the gender one is born as. 

Guides on how to raise your children "gender-neutral" are emerging in the media, online, and in some countries are flourishing in different state as well as non-state institutions. 

In Sweden it is well-known that the day care facilities are supposed to neither call children him or her. Instead they have implemented the gender neutral "hen" in an effort not to label one person a boy or a girl. The main argument is that society have created the different genders. That the citizens have in some way been suppressed under the label of one gender. Therefore, it is of interest of the citizens to raise children gender-neutral in order to give the future children the ability to choose what they feel they are.

I honestly can't help but wonder what on earth is wrong with being a boy or a girl? What is wrong with me being a woman? Personally it has spurred a lot of self-examination: Why is it that I keep it a secret that I might be a little romantic? Am I embarrassed of being who I am: feminine? 

For a very long time growing up I found the whole idea of being feminine difficult. In my teen-years, I longed in a self-centred moment for others to look at me and admire me. Growing up I realised that, what others thought of me would only let them abstain me from becoming who I truly was. My teen-years was confusing and turbulent, and I do have absolutely no intention or wish to relive those years. They made me who I am today. The woman I am. This is how I am born and who I am proud to be. I know that there is some in this world that are confused and have a need to "not determine", but that shouldn't prevent those who is in no doubt about who they are?

Furthermore, I can't help but wonder whether the idea of a gender-neutral upbringing emerging and spreading in the Western world, is a sign of boredom? Because while we are arguing and discussing how to raise children in an effort for them to define themselves, there are people in other parts of the world that doesn't have this luxury: The freedom to define themselves. There are people fighting to  live through another day of war or hunger. 

"Perhaps the world's second-worst crime is boredom; the first is being a bore" - quote by Cecil Beaton.