judicial debt restructure arrangement

Almost a week since my last post, again. This is turning into a bad habit, only posting once a week. There is so very little going on in my life as a whole, both in my head and in the more physical part of it, that leaves me with nothing to write about. EXAM seems to be the only word I have in my head presently. Of course, Bob’s unfathomable eyes are there to haunt me, but that’s yesterday’s news. Or should I use the language of a socialite; that is so 2006!

Over the past week, I have spent (last) Sunday evening together with Irene and her hubby Arne and Janne also. Very good evening! After that, I have done one thing and that is study. I have now written, read and talked aloud to myself about one subject in particular. I can now say that I know the “law of the judicial debt restructure arrangement”, back to front, diagonally, vertically and horizontally. So in other words; if this turns up on my exam, well be my guest!

I am sleep deprived, and feel like a zombie, hence picture of morning hairstyle. Even after looking like this for years when I wake up, I find it hard to believe anyone can look this disastrous in the morning. *lol*

Every night I go to bed I twist, turn, and writhe around in my bed until my sheet is one big lump under me. I don’t know what to do about it. It is beginning to feel serious, it actually is. I try to do everything experts tell you to do in sleep emergencies, but nothing helps. I can be so insanely tired when going to bed, yet there is no Mr. Sandman in sight.

I will share with you, my very few readers, something I’ve been thinking about for a year now. I have vicious plans of moving to Spain for 6-12 months after finishing my bachelor’s degree. I am eager to become fluent in Spanish. What better way, or place, is there to do that than there? I can’t think of a better way, as I do know the basics of the language. Better vocabulary, some sentence structures and the use of some articles, are all I need to become fluent. I have started to gather information about moving, bringing pets to the country, living and cost expenses etc. I have to say I am all psyched by the idea. I have no ties here, so why not travel and expand horizons while I can. Because of the EEA-agreement, it is quite easy for me to go live there for a while. So, that is my dream. And it is a dream that will come true if I want to. It’s like that Nike add says; Just do it!

Watched a documentary (gee!!) on the Black Death today. Oh yummy, what a swell way to die. It was in fact a most vicious and painful way to go. This documentary told the story of the years prior to the plague, the years during the plague, and also what the aftermath was. In Barcelona at some point 600 people died every day there. Can you imagine? How to find burial for this amount of dead? 11 000 people dies in 6 weeks somewhere else, in Italy I think it was. Dreadful. Imagine how scared people must have been. Watching your kids, your spouse, your neighbours for that first sign of illness. Can’t bare to think about it. The immediate years following meant a lack of people basically. The landowners couldn’t find peasants to run their estates, and the villains/serfs could run away from their landlords and get their own land for almost nothing. They became free this way.

Well, enough of that. I will go now with another picture of myself.
Yes, I find myself so beautiful and sexy I just have to post pictures. I took this by a mistake, as I pressed the button when fidgeting with the mobile trying to take a picture of my pussycat. I found it to be quite weird and funny looking, taken from that angle…


Monsoon :-)