onsdag 27 oktober 2010

zup m8?

     I have always found it highly annoying when the Swedish language is violated and used incorrectly in texting as well as on the internet. I am never late to tell someone to stop raping the Swedish language and i despise the outrageous number of made up unnecessary abbreviations that are so common nowadays.
     However, when it comes to the English language it is a completely different story. I think it is traced back to when i first learned English in third grade, and i was playing the online role playing game rune scape. I am not saying i didn't learn English in school, but it was not the biggest influence on me at the time. So it happened that I grew quite fond of the many abbreviations and the cryptic slang of the world wide web, since it was all I knew back then.
     I find it sad that for some it becomes hard to separate the English used on the net from the "correct" English that is recommended to use when trying to make a serious impression, and that is very unfortunate. That is probably one of the biggest downsides of the careless use of English on the internet, if that is truly all you know, then it will be what you use not only online, but also in "real" life, and that's where it gets problematic, because if you write an email to your boss saying "gtg afk 4 some weeks ok thx c ya" you will probably not brb so soon.

måndag 25 oktober 2010

me, my blog and I


     When I grow up I want to be a white tiger caretaker in Australia. I have, ever since I was five. White tigers are my favorite animal and Australia is amazingly fascinating. Full of wonderful wildlife, I want to live near the ocean and wonder the streets of Sydney with my beloved tigers.
     In the future, I would also like to become a famous TV-chef. Like Jamie Oliver, Gordon Ramsey and mat-Tina. I want to have my own show were I cook amazing food and say everything I do out loud to people who actually listens. I would make my favorite food, grandmas fried potatoes and I would serve everything with homemade uncooked lingonberry jam.
     As I get older, I am going to work at a radio station as well. It’s just something I have always wanted to do, just hang around and talk about nothing all day long. I think I would do a good job, there is few people I know who can just blabber on the way I do. It truly is one of my most hated and worshiped talents. 
     One day, I want to play in a band. I am going to play the coolest instrument known to man, the contra bass in one of the coolest bands in the history of cool bands.
     Of course, when I become an adult, i want to be like my dad. I am going to study at LTH to become an engineer and as time goes by, I will remain in my office, hard working side by side with the coffee machine. At the breaks, I will amaze my colleagues with half true stories of my life and I will forever surprise them when I bring porridge to fry for lunch.
     Eventually, I am going to move out of this little village I have spent my entire life in and I am going to live in an apartment in Lund with lots of cats and books. I will have a collection of tea cups to die for and I will be the ideal favorite aunt.
     Finally, I am going to win a Nobel Prize. 
     That's the plan.