My mom and me

In school I have just finished a course called Devolpmental 3, in it we talked about the importance with lullabyes for infants to feel connected to the mother, and the society it will grow up in.
I started to think about that, how was my mom to me when i grew up?
And then it just hit me why I study psychology...

In Sweden we have these nice lullabuyes; about Olle going to the forrest to pick berrys and finds a friendly bear there, or about a sqirrel jumping from tree to tree I guess you get the picture...
Well my mom sang song to me about this really sick girl who lies at the hospital an every day askes the doctor if she can go home to her mother, when one winter day "the snow falls over the little girls grave, she never saw her mother, she never saw her father", or the other favorite she sang to me about the rose of the alps, a spoiled girl would not fall in love with anyone except the one who picked now the rose of the alps for her, so a man tries and falls to his death, just inches away from picking the rose...

Hmm so anyone still wonders why I study psychology...

Written under the influence of singing I en sal på lasarettet in the shower.

Nuns; a rare kind!

I am so fascinated by nuns, in Sweden one of the most atheistic countries in the world (thank god for that!) we are not spoiled with nuns. Even though I'm not a big fan of religion, and all the hazzle it makes (against abortion, against homosexuals, against psychology, loves double standards) I love the nuns. For me it is one of the most exotic things in Poland.
Now I have even noticed that they have different kind of clothes, brown, grey, black. If i were a nun, I would definitely chose the convent who have black dresses and a purple rope around their waist, it just matches so perfectly.
Since they are so exotic for me I'm always surprised when i see them do ordinary things, like going to IKEA, talking in their cell-phone or being at a shopping mall. I tried to capture some of them here.

Nuns on IKEA
Nun at the busstop
Nuns at Arkadia

Does anyone see anything wrong with this picture?

Do you see an ordinary tram driver, driving us safely to our destination?

Or do you see a tram driver, reading the paper while driving...

...and taking a shot of Vodka now and then!

What is so frightening?

Feel free to comment if you think you know the answer or even disagree with me, but what the hell are we women so afraid off?
What are we so afraid of that we do not stand up as a unified group and demand equal rights of the rest of the society?
What are we afraid of losing and what are we afraid of gaining?
Is it not obvious that such a big group as half of the population should not have to have lower salary, work double as much both at home and at work then the other group.
Are women just to stupid? To scared? Are we not capable of organize us to a homogeneous group that demand such a self-evident thing as equal treatment?
I am ashamed to be a part of this, what are we so scared off?


Written under the influence of sleeplessness

Sweden - the equal society

Sweden this democratic, equal society...
He he yeah, I wish. The nurses is on strike now, thousands of them because this equal country can't seem to understand the value of female professions and therefore take for granted that they should be paid less then most other occupations.
But on the surface Sweden really wants to keep up the illusion of being an equal country, now they will even make female way marks on the roads, which actually is kind of funny and yeah why not, but please don't just be equal on the surface, my dear old Sweden.


Written under the influence of a heavy headache and a stiff neck.

A student's lunch

Six feet under

To you lucky bastards who still haven't lived together with this show, and therefore have a six feet under-lifetime ahead of you, watch it. The reality of the show is frighteningly real.