Strange feeling..

Someone locked me in the office today, which of course caused alarm when I moved from my chair and wanted to go home. It felt very strange to realize that someone had forgotten me... But is not that tragical =)

That also made me think. Some of my friends might think I forgot them. I have to admit my activity online has decreased rapldly. The reason is that I realized it is not very healthy to sit in front of the pc so many hours as I do. Moreover when I am online at work - my attention is divided among 5 organisations, 5 other individuals talking to me and the volunteers of course. I feel a bit washed out when I am closing pc in the office. So I go and play handball in the afternoons/evenings. Handball was smth that has kept me pretty busy recently. And it will keep me busy in the future since our team is aiming on higher division =) Feels good =)

So yes - friends. You are not forgotten. I just remembered my health =) And I will also find my way back to you.

Conflicts solution..

I have just seen some press pictures from Kosovo. People fighting, cars burning.. I have seen such before but I can not get used to that. And I can not understand that. People killing each other because of different perspectives and understandings. If I could I would like to travel back in time to the beginning. To the real beginning where a conflict was solved by violance. I would bring a chess with me and they would play. Then they would have to use a musical instrument to play some melody, they would have to paint and they would have to run 400 m sprint. Each cathegory would be evaluated. The winner takes it all.

Weekend means...

Weekend weekend..I had a free weekend. That meant plans and changing of plans according to my current mood =) That meant a new bike and biking to a place I had never been to. I liked exploring new part of the town I have lived in for some time already. Weekend meant also walking Dante and letting him to take his time to play and not want to go home. Weekend meant visiting friends, going to handball and football, cooking (!!!) food, watching TV, planning NOM congress with Saska (I laugh with her a lot. "R u really discussing or r u reading jokes for each other" was Maik´s comment when he heard me talking to her), cutting Dante´s hair (3 hours job), cleaning the apartment.

Tomorrow I am expecting a parcel from Amazon =)

And btw.. now I know what "beef" means in rap langauge =)


I am very proud of my boyfriend who finally got into the secrets of T9 and appreciates that wonderful function =)

Last month as president

I´m right now writing an email regarding NOM congress in april. I will finish my NOM presidency (after 4 years if I count right) and I will leave the NOM board (was there since 2001) Strange feeling..but yes it is definitely time to go on.  I am not leaving NOM though. Will try to help as much as I can. This year has been very successful for us - we organized an international seminar, had activities at schools and got new members so now it is just to plan new activities and continue the way we  walk now..


I btw started InDesign course. I have worked with that programme for 3 years now but i know 0,5% of it (as I undersetood during the first lesson on tuesday) I can´t wait till next lesson.
Me like! =)

Utveckling samtal/development discussion

Sitting in Juvente Norway office after the meeting with Emil. We had "develpment discussion" talking Active, board - office cooperation/communication, improvements. I liked it. It´s great to think over future, directions etc.Feels good =) Feels that we all can grow.

I got to listen to some norwegian, to meet some nice people and since we are in Oslo I got to buy me my favourite baguette. I could have meetings here much more often =)  Eventhough my legs aftre 5 hours in bus were a bit numb. On the other hand the view during travelling was amazing - I felt spring in the air =)

Can´t wait..

Not a usual saturday..

Just came home from the supermarket where I made inventory together with several of my teammates. From 6 till 9.00. It is a nice feeling =) I have learnt many new swedish "food - words" =) I know how those code scanners work now =) And I know where is what in the supermarket. I have lived in Sweden for more than 3 years, I have been in the supermarket at least 500 times but since I am not very creative when it comes to food, I have always only picked "my" things and payed and left again. So I never looked into what they actually have. Now I know =)
I did smth for the team, I have learnt smth new and it is still lots of time left till the evening.

Came home - Aysa from Moldova called. She got visa. Alleluja! BUT..she got visa to France for the seminar that starts tomorrow and I am supposed to buy her a ticket. Ja ja.. if she made it through embassy, then a travel problem won´t stop us. 

Yes..Aysa will go to France =)

So now I can eat smth for some minutes and then off I go to bring Ukraine and Sweden a bit closer to each other and to the rest of the Europe maybe =)


Surprise in the end of the day..

Went to watch a handball match this evening. Was nice. At the end of the match, my coach just came and said: "I have a very important job for you Kristina. Tomorrow at 6 in the morning". Yeah I just smiled. Must be a joke. "But no seriously..otherwise we would lose a very important sponsor. We have to go to make an inventory in a supermarket" I did not know whether I should have laughed or cried. I was looking forward to some free time when i can read some gender or finally clean the apartment or maybe to take pics (I havent done for some time and I am starting missing it). At 11.00 Andrey comes anyway and then I am back into "work world" planning a project. At the same time...I know..I play for the team and we have nice clothes and several people can train us and fix things for us, we have good balls and great hall. Yes..ratio says - of course I go and contribute. My lazy side is still a bit like.."what a timing - at 6.00 on saturday in a supermarket, then sunday free (hopefully) and then on monday 5.45 already on bus to Oslo (the same day back as well) - 10 hours in the bus" Hmm..but yes..I will at least learn how it works in shops =)

Let me bring some light into the problem...

I have read in several blogs that people have feeling that their feet are shrinking and they need smaller and smaller shoe sizes. I have read some article that in avarage people are getiing bigger (taller and heavier) and that´s why there will be need of changing the whole system of sizes (size 39 will not be 39 anymore but 37 etc). So it has maybe started already =)

My favourite words part 5

Sambo =)
A swedish word for a: person with whom one lives, partner, common-law spouse

Handball handball

Two matches in one weekend. Two victories =)  And then some handball watching as a strawberry on the top of a cake. I love this game =) has happened again.. Jan Tore says - "life goes in circles". Life circle for my bikes is very short. Third bike stolen within 3,5 years. Each year one bike.
Good that I was not emotionally attached to the bike. But still it was practical to have.

Bye bye bike!

En fantastisk bra teknik... min tränare till mig igår när vi sköt. Vilken kännsla =) =) =) Jag tycker om handbollen =)

How could I forget?

I forgot to share a very very important information. I have learnt to play Domino. I have been member of Active for 8,5 year and did not know how to play Domino untill "actio2552" meeting two weeks ago. I have no clue how I managed to avoid it but I am sure I did not try to avoid it.

So I know now. Since Frank (our Domino guru) did not bring Domino "stones" but only Domino "cards" (easier to carry them when travelling) we beginners had pretty tricky situation. It is very good to have an overview over the stones/cards one has. And with stones it is much easier than with the cards. I think that the pics can speak for me =)


Troubles with cards:

it worked in the end:

Pictures by: Jan Tore


Dante fixed some free day for me. I was supposed to be in Gothebourg friday and saturday but instead of that I got to clean after a throwing up dog on thursday afternoon and night. I could not leave him like that and just travel to Gothenbourg so I stayed at home. By that I won some time I haven´t count on. Nice feeling actually. Since Dante seemed to be fine the next day I went to work after lunch and finished all me "To Do" things from the list. Feels nice.
Today I go to sleep longer in the morning and wake up without alarm clock (I actually do not remember when I did that last time. I guess it was somewhen after I came back from the seminar in Slovakia). Then I went out with Dante and thought about a thing I have to share now. I was thinking about happiness. Recently I have had great time walking Dante. I do not know what exactly happened but each time when we walk outside I feel very happy. I listen to some music, I do not care about rain and mud around and I feel like singing or running or just jumping from time to time. But I don´t do any of those things. I just walk, meet or pass by people, maybe smile at those who comment how cute Dante is and continue my way. Why don´t I sing if I feel for singing? Why don´t I jump a bit? I feel that it would not be socially suitable behaviour. I wonder why it is like that. Why don´t we allow ourselves to express happiness? Why do we have norms for happiness? 

Happiness is sometimes very appreciated. We usually like people who are happy and light hearted. At the same time we look strange at people who are "too" happy and express it. Then we are doubtful or sceptical.Chidlren are untill some point allowed to express their happiness. And some point...we just set limits. Why do we forbid each other to be happy? I don´t think a dancing person on a street would hurt someone.

One year ago

Right now I am answering an interview for Estonian youth council about Active . I like the questions very much since they allow me to explain what Active really is and offer our perspective. And sitting here, thinking and asnwering I realized that it is exactly one year since I took my graduation exams. One year ago I walked to the University last time as a student, all the knowledge summing up in my head again and again, feeling how great it would be to have some more time to read through everything to make sure I really know it. And then I just got the questions, prepared the answers, presented them, defended my thesis, waited for results, got the results and went home. I remember how the closest people called me immediately. Congratulated and were happy with me. It was a wonderful day. It was a day when I had to overcome some doubts, had to believe in myself and had to show that I can. It was a challenge I managed and it gave me wings. I came to the end of one path. My parents do not need to worry anymore about my education. They managed to provide everything to enable me to be ready for working life in an area I have chosen. That eases a lot.
I miss that day and at the same time I am happy I do not need to go through that again. I miss my studies. I miss my classmates and the students life style ( I do not complain about my current lifestyle though)
I think I will always celebrate this day.

Web of dreams

Freaky..On 11th of October 2007 I
wrote that two people dreamt of me the same night. Today I got to know that the same people dreamt of me the last night too. These two people know each other through Active but live far from each other and do not talk/chat that much together.
The best thing is that one of them was in the other one´s dream together with me as well.

Some seminar thoughts...

...about national identity

Why should I be proud of High Tatras (Slovak mountains) just because I am a Slovak?
Why should I be proud of my ancestors who "won" a fight for their/my rights?
Why should I be proud of a slovak national hockey team that won some championship?

I think I can be happy about it. I can be happy that there are such a beatiful mountains in the world but I have not built them and I haven´t decided to be born in Slovakia. So why should I be proud? Shouldnt I be proud only of something I have done or I have contributed to? Tatras are beautiful. Alps as well. And I have heard that Mount Everest is also kinda astonishing ;-) 
Being proud about my ancestors. Why should I be proud of something they have done? I can be happy that they did. As many other people who have nothing to do with "my" country did. But why should their acts and their decisions make ME feel special about myself? The same goes for any sport team.

I do not want to hide behind national identity, gender identity etc and derive a good feeling about myself or excuses for who I am based on something I have not influenced...  

The renewed room

Here are some pictures. First ones are to compare. So do not pay lots of attention to me or Stina, but to the orange background. And see the current room =)

And here are some more pics from the rest of the room:


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