the lame blogger is back!

mmmm!

elin just told med that my blog is the lamest ever, i do not appreciat this! mmmm! i did tell her that this blog is the best thing since victoria and daniel decided to get married

(the swedish future queen my loves the swedish future queens - to inform all of your reading my blog that are not swedish: victoria has decided after i don't know 100 years of dating her boyfriend daniel to get married, and the swedish people are so happy now that all our tax money will go to supporting the royal family and the marriage.i say it like this, i victoria picks me as a bridesmaid or toastmaster i'd be glad to pay for the WEDDING.i could giver her 100 kr - that is almost 10 pounds!)

since elin says that my blog is lame because hers is so cool i am wondering what to update you folks with, oh i have to tell you something though - the thing with victoria marrying daniel, he is a GYM MAN MY LOVES. by gym-man i mean that he owns a gym, in the swedish public announcement that was made it was really funny cause the swedish king said something in the style of "daniel, he is a really successfull businessma and enterpreneur welcome to the family" i almost laughed my ass of when i saw that -what about being a businessman GYM-MAN HE IS A GYM-MAN. not that it is anything bad about that, c'mon i hardly ever go to the gym, i wonder what the king would have presented me as "and here is ana maria, and welcome to our family she is a very succesful entrepreneur" and then the king would refer to my LAME BLOG.i do am an entrepreneur.


a few things i wonder about scotland
WHAT IS UP WITH BEING AFRAID OF FIRES?
and the signs "this is a fire door keep shut"
the fire doors are just normal doors made out of wood, seriously if there would actually be a fire, should i keep my door shut then ,should i just stand hiding behind my door thinking "it is a fire door, the sign says to keep it shut" i mean anyone ANYONE freaking know that a door made out of wood ain't gonna keep you from burning like you wear a barbequed CHICKEN! i don't give much for scottish safety. although the fire alarms here are super sensitive, and i alwasy enjoy going up at 4 in the morning, almost forgetting to bring clothes on to go out and stand waiting for the firemen to come. ok if they came looking all hot, but they just look bored. and usually everyone is drunk when they come. i do would love to be a fireman AT STRATHCLYDE.

this weekend someone urinated in our elevator.
i don't know, do i pay 88 pounds a week to go into my elevator and find out someone actually urinated on the floor. i have one question to that person: WHY IN THE NAME OF LOVE? but then i realised the answer, if you urinate in a public space in glasgow you can be fined (as well as if you drink in public, but driving on the left side of the street is OK- for that you don't get fined, that you can do anytime anyday) anyways, the person urinating in our elevator was probably just afraid of getting a fine if urinating outside, so the person decided why not urinate in the elevator.


well now i have to sleep, it is a thing that is rare in glasgow sleep. but writing essays has this week and the week before that been one of my favorite hobbies, i do would love to do it everyday if i could, but sadly i have deadlines, so i can't be doing it everyday. things like that make me sad.

writing this blog in enligsh made me feel lame.
i will go hide behind a fire door.

kisses of fire
/ana maria