Today was the first summery day in Sthlm! By the time I got out of bed at around half past ten it was already around 10 degrees and tons of sun.... I am not sure I have ever wrote about this but then it is sunny in Sthlm it is a lot different than in Bp, it's at least twelve times more sunny here than back home. I guess it has to do with the angle of the sunbeams hitting the Earth. Anyway, it was sunny and warm, and S and I met up for a walk-and-talk at around 12, we walked for some time and then started to look for food in Soder (without much success though as) the prerequisites were to sit out in the sun and we didn't care about the food itself as long as it wasn't sushi. We even decided to create a FB group called "People who don't like sushi and watching football, and especially the two at the same time".

There was a conclusion that we came to, namely that Gotgatan is paved along with Irish pubs.

After all the walking, we finally went for a small Italian place and decided to take away focaccias (nice ones, thought with tons of cheese, which was gluey and made it physically impossible to eat it all up as they filled you up soon. And we set on a bench across a jattekul record store that I had to go into. I wanted to and actually got the OST of Once, as well as the new R.E.M. record =)))

 After that we walked back towards Slussen (we basically started our long walk in Radhuset going central and across to Slussen crisscrossing Soder) looking for a coffee place, but as it was the first summer day here everyone was out, places all packed. Well, in fact places are all packed whole year round, considering the fact that if it is just raingin a teeny bit Swedes are still out doing their crazy shopping and sports, and when it is called they are still out but inside to cafes and restaurants and then it's packed as it's less place for probably almost the same amount of people.

So we walked to the old town, places still packed, and we went for take out coffee from Espresso House and then sat on the beach "hanging out feet" [= taking the weight off our feet] above the water facing Skansen and Grona Lund. It was just a perfect day...

 Same time, next year :p

Each day I learn something from him, mmmm. 

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update:

sv says:
The time it takes do dress T(girl), in the company of a second girl T(girl, girl) is not linear, as one might think T(girl, girl) != T(girl) + T(girl).. Rather, it's exponential.. T(girl)^T(girl)

Oh my, the final two weeks of this trainee program has been pretty crazy, but i just  love it. Painting mugs on Friday was jattekul, and and and then going out to The Dubliner's was also. Working together until 11:57pm in the office, ooops, yes. We have a final prez to give tomorrow... i am a little, it is a little surreal. And in the meantime I am listening to Ulf Lundell's Hjartat mitt....

xoxoxox.... 

"Through this fields of destruction distraction

Baptisms of fire..."

I should be studying Swedish cause we're having a text on Tue, but somehow I get distracted easily. Distraction plays a big role in my life these days, and I am not at all happy to accept that. But acceptance comes as a first step, a sort of prerequisite to facing it, solving the problem that is. Right? I know I am right.

To achieve my goals.... I have to set my goals first. Obvious. Then I have to clear my desk, cause otherwise it is not working. I remember our CTO's efficiency tip - just have one task on your desk at a time. So I have to do that to be able to focus on that. (Should see my desk now. I have my work laptop, on top of it it's the macbook that I am using right now. I have my external HDD, the pink inCase for the mac, my reflection diary, an empty plate that used to have some cabbage on it, Svenska utifran - my Swedish book, and some notes, tons of pens, another glass, so two in total, a pack of chewing gum, a pack of paper tissues, and 7 habits by Covey. Ohh and tons of post-its lying around) And then focus, solve, blabla.

Yeah, this is a time/efficiency-management brainwash I am doing voluntarily. DISTRACTION. I really made progress in not contacting J. Ohhh, I sucked at doing my usual jog today. I haven't done much sport lately, i.e. past two-three weeks, and it is high time I got back.  Sports are good, sports give you endorfine, you sleep well, feel well, work better. Rene Zellweger just said in an interview that she keeps her sane mind with going to the gym everyday. I wonder if she meant by not going crazy that not going crazy because of not having a boyf/partner. Khmmm.

Would be perfect to crawl back into my bed (had there been anyone there in it), cuddle up, sip warm tea and.... instead I am gonna make myself comfortable on the couch and wathc Broken Flowers yet again, for the hundredth time, cause it is worth it...

I might sip tea as well, vanilla that is*.

* and I am soooo back into HSK mood, right? Tons of tea, warm apartment, darkness outside...

There are those perfect moments in life when you finally manage to force yourself get out of your apartment and go jogging around your fave island and then when crossing the court of Stadhuset you enter from the North side and the view appears slowly in front of you... as you enter through a small door and the opposite side of Stadhuset is fully open, you see a beautifully lit Sodermalm. And all is perfectly silent, except for the clatter you make with your foot.... as an angel hits the ground.

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And then when arriving back to your building you walk further up to 7-eleven on S:t Eriksgatan and get a bottle of juice or something to ease your thirst and when you walk back home and stretch and talk to H about my life in Sthlm and take a shower, and keep talking to her, and then have fried camambert cheese with cranberry sauce and rice for dinner.

It is indeed nice. It really could be much much worse....

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it sounds to me like you have a pretty nice life, afterworking, sleeping, jogging, studying [Swedish]...   it could be much worse right? 

Right, it could be. 

It is just soooo much fun to discuss slutty details with Csillagszemu. God, I miss my friends. And I just love that blog post JC sent us a couple of months ago on Swedish mating & dating. I couldn't add anything else to it, I would say.

So today I finally got out of the flat and went for a nice walk with Nacho. We walked down to the City Hall, and then continued to Sodermalm, where he actually showed me a pretty nice view spot, it is right next to the >> elevated street <<, and I have never ever been there before. And I took him to that nice little cafe we visited with Wera as well. And then it started to rain, and we had hot chocolate... ok, he looked at me weird as I took hot chocolate with my pannini, but then he did the same. Loll. We topped the whole afternoon with a quick stroll across Gamla Stan and finishing it off at NK. Where I never really went before, because... 

Today was pretty much fun, and I also got to put together some more details about Friday's crayfish party. I mean, I remember what I have to remember, but still there were a couple of points I could not recall. But luckily there was someone else who helped me out with this.. Eheh. Sono dispiste. But maybe that was a little Italian-Spanish, whatever, it can only get better.

As for the title, it started with plenty of sunshine, and then of course it disappeared. What else could I expect, we are in Sweden, right? 

Weird or not, but I cannot put on with the heat anymore. It is merely 24 degrees today, but I say 'Enough, enough", gosh I am gonna so die in Budapest next month. Anyway, I just love June in Sweden, it is nice and sunny and warm, and people are crazy on the streets and they you again get to BBQ like every weekend. And the light, basically the sun goes down around 10, so it is only dark from 11 to 2, and we still have three weeks to go until Midsummer's. Now how cool is that.

Today I talked to my sponsor, the big boss, and he gave me some practical piece of advice on how to do next, where to go, whom to talk to. So I am going to do that tomorrow, mailing some important people.

Apart from that yesterday I told N that I owe him a dinner....

And today morning I had to listen to a song on my iPod in my bed for more than five times to get up. I needed some energy boost. Mmmh.... the song was, ..... cheesy.... Beautiful Girl by INXS,  but that just is still a not-cheesy cheesy song for me and I love it and am not at all ashamed to do it =) Here comes cheesy pride, hehh.

Watch out, cause I am a man on the prowl.

Seems like I am hooked on this lyrics thing today. I even did a presentation today where the goal setting slide started with "One man, one goal..." and the conclusion/summary ended with "... one vision". Isn't it horrible.

Apart from all of this CBS (company bullshit), no actually I am just being flashy and showing off, of course this was not company bullshit, anyway, anyhow, i had a superb day, learnt a lot, now I am reading my book on presentation (weird coincidence I bought it while going to A'dam), and googling Bill Clinton's apology speech on Ms Lewinsky, as well as Churchill and ML King's oh-so-famous "I have a dream". So do not be surprised at all about this craze/crave in me for rhetorics right now. Just fell for it.

To top it, tomorrow is the Swedish national holiday for I dunno what reason, so basically today is Friday, however it is only Tuesday. Sweet. (I acquired this expression - sweet - from Andreas) Tomorrow the options are:

As well as book him for dinner, and and and emails, tons of emails to be sent out regarding my international assignment.

I love life. 

1. végtelen fáradtság
2. jópasik (Ola+ Jakob) höhö, kondin összefutottam velük is
3. holnap after work
4. lehetőségek, opciók, és miegymás
5. mázlista e vagyok
6. még élek!

Tegnap este annyiraannyira jó volt! Tücsökkel skippeltük a kondit, pedig ez lett volna most egy ideig a zzuccsó közös, dehát. És taliztunk és elmentünk abba a takeaway coffee pubba ami a Ferenciek terénél nyilt ott a papirbolttól kicsit visszább. Múltkor ott voltunk Lovaggal és annyira fincsi volt a fehércsoki + váciuccaséta kombó, hogy musz volt együtt is elmennünk. Pontosabban Tücsöknek meséltem a helyről és ő vetette fel h akkor menjünk el oda. És milyen jól tette...

Aztánmeg sétáltunk a Petőfi Sándor uccán, meg kitaláltuk h akkor kajcsizzunk valahol, és ő vezetett és hamar a Deaákon voltunk, miközben a kezünkben gőzölgött a fehércsoki, illetve a rumos-mandulás forrócsoki. Ahhh, az utóbbi is igazán remek volt. És akkor ott láttunk árpádsávos-magyarzászlós bácsit a kocsija tetején levő pódiumról beszélni bele a pesti éjszakába olyasmiket, hogy "amikor még az ELTE [vmilyen főiskolájának] ének-zene szakárajártam akkor voltak akik nem tudtak olvasni". Én azt hiszem a bácsi mindenképp birtokában lehetett az élet értelmének, csak a sajátjának nem. Kábé öt ember nézte, meg úgy húsz méternyire tőle - pont mellettünk - egy rendőrautó. Csendéletbaaazz.

És akkor mi meg mentünk tovább a királyuccán, annyira szép lett. Nem is figyeltem az utóbbi időben, de most olyan szép lett és közben a terveink is olyan szépek lettek, hha kinek-kinek lesz lakása akkor hogyan rendezzük be, satöbbi. Ezek fontos tervek, jó tervek. És Mosolygós terveiről is beszéltünk, és Mosolygós tervei annyira szuperek, h lehet h még ő sem tudja h mennyire. De erről beszélünk vele mindenképp.

Itt örtént egy apróbb időugrás. Najó nem, de valahogy aztán az Andrássyn találtuk magunkat, meg előtte elmentünk amellett a kávézó mellett ahol Steffel meg Tomival teáztunk anno (dec. 27-én). Jujj. Aztán választhattam az Olasz tésztásház, meg a thai kajcsi között, és az utóbbi lett, Buddha Coffee Bar. Zenei izlésemmel hogyan is választhattam volna mást. Talán Paolo Conte miatt. Talán Jovanotti vagy Ligabue miatt, de nem, mondom, thait ettünk. Istenifincsi volt, de a legjobb az egészben sosem a kaja. (Mondjuk az vicces volt, h én kis szendőt kértem, Tücsök meg nagyot és ahogy erre nézett a pincérsrác, meg aztán h csak ketten voltunk. Ezért nem mentünk az olasz helyre is, meg tök üres volt. Tehát hétfőn este az a tanulság h csak mi ketten szoktunk együttvacsizni.)

Annyira köszi ezt az újabb remek estét. Annyira bénák és válogatósak vagyunk. Legalábbis én, és most nemcsak a kajcsikra gondolok, hanem inkább a pasikra. Talán velem van a gond, mert miafaszér van az h az embernek nem kellenek a megbizható, rendes, odaadó erdélyi közgazdászlányok pasik, hanem mindig csak azok, akik közben kicsit végihúznak a földön, meg aki egyke, meg aki bogaras, meg aki... soroljammég? Merthogy az nem uncsi? Faszkivan már azikszájtmenttel, az van. I wanna live like common people, I wanna fuck sleep with common people like you.

És h hogy lehet egy bejegyzés eccere time_of_yr_life meg nyaff is, háááát....

Aztánmeg az is furcsa, h a megszeliditést anno egyetlen emberre használtam, és most valaki mással kapcsolatban is használom, hiába ez akkor most már hivatalosan is egy fogalom lett. Múltkor a gimis email account-omat tettem rendbe, és rábukkantam egy csomó levélre, még úgy 2005 végéről which made me thinking azon, hogy ezzel az egyetlen emberrel hogyan szólitottuk egymást és akkor egyszerre valahogy annyira távolinak tűnt ez az egész dolog a maga rövidségével és átmenetiségével.

Most meg azon gondolkozom, hogy mennyire jó h minden olyan ember olvas, akikről irok/irnék. Félelmetes, egyben zavaró, és hihetetlen öncenzúrára késztet. Amit meg persze utálok. És talán emiatt értem meg, hogy az az egyetlen ember miért nem tudta összeegyeztetni gondolatait egyetlen bloggal... amit akkor félelmetesen nem értettem, mitöbb gáznak tartottam. Hát, both sides of stories, ezt is köszi.

Meg az is eszembe jutott vala h personality goes a long way.

Azon gondolkoztam az előbb, hogy mennyire dühit, ha valaki megszelidit aztán elfelejt. Nem. Pontositsunk. Azon gondolkoztam, hogy milyen vacak érzés, amikor valaki elkezd megszeliditeni, aztán eltűnik... De mi is az a megszelidités, merül fel bennem a kérdés ugye. Ha jobban belegondolok, akkor nálam ez valahol az intenziv barátkozást jelenti, amit meg nyilván nevezhetnénk ismerkedésnek is. Ez az a helyzet, amikor a szokásosnál sokkal többet kommunikálunk egy nap, amikor vigyorgok ezerrel és hangosan röhögök magamban, ha chatelünk, vagy hasonlók. És nem, nem, ehhez nem kell potenciális pasinak lennie az illetőnek, sőt, de nyilván lehet is az persze.... Mindenesetre akkor is dühit, hogyha már valaki megszeliditett, akkor egyszercsak felém se néz. Holott tudom, hogy nincs ebben semmi rossz, hiszen nincsenek itt elkötelezettségek, sosem voltak, nem is voltak tervbevéve, de mégis, mégis valahogy vacak ez az érzés. És persze megvan a logikus magyarázat meg minden, mertoké, hát a csajával van nyilván, és ez igy oké.

Deakkor most egyedül fogok zenéket válogatni. Ezzilyen, mondaná az akire először használtam azt h, megszelidit. Csepp a tengerben, az vann.

akkor ezt kuldenem neki. de nincs.

en :: "nem tudom mit gondoljak a pasikrol..."

igenigen, ciripelunk Tucsokkel.