*snapping maracas and stomping feet*

Had to giggle a bit when I noticed there were no "bewildered looks" on that last post. ;-) Didn't really come as a surprise to y'all that I wrote that stuff, did it? That skit with the Swedish Chef is one of my favorites, though. Anyway. *Shoves thought aside*

Saturday! Weekend! Woohoo! (Dare I say *happy dance*?) Less than a week until myyyy preciousssss comes to visit me! Those of you who know about this can probably guess that I'm reeeally looking forward to this...

Got a song stuck in my head today. Nothing out of the ordinary, I know, but this one reminded me of a commercial I couldn't (and still can't) put my finger on. The song I'm thinking of is "Here You Come Again" by Dolly Parton (don't ask). Now I know this is from a commercial which was aired aaages ago, but I still can't figure out which product it was used for. There was a car involved, too, I think. Could it be milk? Yoghurt? Chocolate? Lottery? Idunnooo... And it's annoying. *whimper*

Here's the song I'm thinking about, in case it doesn't ring a bell for you at once:


Ooooh. Mulder and Scully making ooout... Ooooh... ;-) Couldn't find one where Dolly Parton herself performed it, so I went for Mulder and Scully instead. Works just fine for me. At least you get the original version of the song. But yeah, still wondering about that ancient commercial, though. I remember me and my best friend pondering about this last summer, but we didn't come up with anything. Frustrating! I need chocolate.

Meanwhile, I was kind of astonished during my Spanish classes this week, because it seems as if we don't focus that much on the oral use of the language, but rather more on the written. I miss Sonans. I miss Terje's classes, 'cause since day 1 we really used Spanish in communicating to each other. I miss when me and Oeinao used to talk to each other in Spanish and laughing our heads off because of the strange words they used (e.g. "chiticallando", meaning "unnoticed"/"ubemerket"). Here we just seem to listen to the lecturer all the time.

Hm. Maybe I'm being too hasty in drawing conclusions about this. After all, we haven't really gone through that much in class yet. It's another way of teaching. I should give it a chance. Yes. I should. But I still miss Sonans! It was intense, but extremely fun! At the end of the session you'd have Spanish words and phrases buzzing around inside your head for hours, and then you found yourself making absurd sentences without any grammatical cohesion at all. That was fun. I liked that. I miss that.

There you go; my weekly release of frustration. Yarr. Shiver me timbers. Enough said. 'Till next time! :-D

Spamalot,
Elise