FREDRIK SCHEIKE

My try on reality is definitely a feeble one, I'm letting this slip out of my hands while I congratulate myself in living in my native country. This doesn't make any sense - during christmas holidays, stained by the message of joy and love - why am I letting it fall? Once more.. FUCK! How am I supposed to interpret all these emotions and still come out laughing and kicking? How am I supposed to know what to feel and what not to feel? It wasn't supposed to be easy - surely - but 'twasn't supposed to kill me either? I just loved christmas nevertheless - spending it with family and friends, eating 'til late in the evening and just kicking back with gramps! Awesome - yet no real christmas-spirit this year.. Bah!

GAAAH!!!!! I`m as excite as a sausage on speed..! Where am I going? What am I doing? How will it be after more than 4 months..? I guess the person who has changed the most is me, I mean, come on, I`ve managed myself and lived as "an adult" for about 4 months! Solitude breeds maturity - most likely. You have no idea how much I`m looking forward to tonight1! see you at the show!

I forgot! I would also like a beginners-partition in Guitar! I'll probably not get the photos up from the last two weeks until I'm returned home.. Don't know what this computer has got against me. Edit: Apparently I'm able to post images up at http://Scheikz.deviantart.com So go check out the most artistic crap there!

Jesper: Nyâr verkar gâ vilt till i âr - inte mig emot ;) Tänker dock inte slarva bort min jävla mobil i âr! Hoppas allt är chill! Ses snart! Jeanna: Aha :) Hej du! Härligt att âtervända hem eller hur? Jag längtar verkligen nu med bara 7 dagar kvar! Nae jag hittar ingen förklaring över huvud taget, vad tror du att det kan vara? 0.30 nudlar, kyckling frân Brasilien, lâgbudget fralla och inte en enda ekologisk produkt i sikte. Den stackars medelâlders damen - som inte ser ut att vara särskilt fattig har naturligtvis ingen som helst aning vilka signaler hon sänder. Vad folk som jag, som inte har nâgot bättre för sig tänker och och känner. 4 liter Pastis och ändâ gör hon svaga försök att spara in lite pâ kexen. Festen är ju uppenbar, frâgan är bara hur mânga som kommer, hur det ska sluta och om det verkligen är värt den extra risken att fâ salmonella av kycklingen. Betala? Ja, check, 246.90, signatur, papper eller plast, trevlig eftermiddag och näste man till rakning. Puh, du i kassa

Answer: Victor: Inga problem. Har det hänt saker sâ förstâr jag att du inte har tid att sitta och läsa hemsidor med text varje dag :) Ja, du fâr se till att förbereda dig mentalt för jag vill ha MYCKET info..! Yeah it's probably a crappy movie, but the title really went well with the rest. I have no idea of nothing to be frankly, what I want, what's coming for me and what it's all about. It's time to start using that thing they call brain to sort some things out I believe. I'll never manage this - never. It wasn't supposed be easy, surely, but it wasn't going to kill me either. This stress, this pressure and this frigging indecision - the constant tiredness and the constant feeling that something's not quite right. This is MY year, it was ME who decided to go here - yes, I expected cultural-encounters, solvable and solvable by arguing for my sake. Yes, I accepted to go here on your terms, but you have to understand that this I thought the commitment

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! 16 DAYS!! It's nothing! How could time have passed this fast?! It's enormous.. Well I'll do what all others do, answer your commentary within my blog, not with another commentary which you don't read anyway. Anonymous: Ja du, jag vet inte riktigt, jag är inne pâ mitt 13 âr av Engelskastudier sâ jag ser mig som tvâ-, snart tresprâkig! Haha, ja kanske det, men konserten här under var bara en av mânga som alla hâller pâ fram till den 22:a December, i hela Clermont! Enormt mycket musik för dom som fâr gâ ut - d.v.s. dom som inte är interner m.a.o. ;) Jag âker hem den 20:e till mitt älskade Östersund 'lângt upp i norr'. När var det du âkte? Julie: Freddan? Det var nog det äckligaste faktiskt. Tack, jag har lyckats hitta en metod dâ jag kan starta om den och sen trycka lagom hârt med tummen och pekfingret - ett finger pâ skärmen och det andra pâ baksidan sâ börjar den funka.. Glappkontakt är roligt. tjoffex: Mwepp, ingen alls. Vi hade nâgra snygga aff

WORLD AIDS/HIV DAY. So what kind of info have we gotten about this in school? None. I'm ashamed. 40 million people living with one of our time's most horrible virus, the number increasing every day. And what are we doing about it? We're not even talking about it. It's not easy, but one has to speak of it - it's the 'plague of our time'. Hope everybody's alright! Loads of love from the Library! Bisous Fred

"Think hard, you are lying here in a hospital bed Disregard the emotions inside your head Concentrate on the real world beyond your mind It's not to late to leave your burdens behind" That's probably the song I would have listened to right now if my iPod would care to work. Yup, it worked perfectly for about a week, I listened to random songs, managed to charge it and all, but finally, Saturday evening it had had enough it seemed. Right now, I can't reboot it, I can't charge it, I can't do anything with it - so I'm waiting for the clocks to turn so that I can get the guarantee to fix this bloody mess - either here or home. Ah well, what can I say? Quite a calm weekend with much still waiting to be done, I managed my economy and sorted out important papers after all. But schoolwork may rest. Even today.. Why? 'Cause I woke up with a swollen throat and a head that felt like it split. So I called in sick today, tossed in the towel. So what has happene

OOoh, isn't there a film named 28 days too? I'l say BITE ME to the next person who battles my grades 'cause I FRIGGING MANAGED 15 IN PHILOSOPHY!!!! "You're not noted since you haven't completed your essay, but theoretically, if I should give you a mark, I'd give you a good 15." Ah yeah, ah yeah - who'da MAN?! Also finally refilled my mobile today, I for the first time experienced how low can be without cash to speak with. Jeanna: Tack sâ mycket! Jag har sparat nâgra.. ehrm.. lite mindre vackra och smickrande bilder för mig själv dock! Tjoffex: HAHAHA! Mattias M! Hela dagen! Tack för uppmärksamheten!

Böcker hittills lästa: Franska: Battle Royale 1 - Koshun Takami Franska: Battle Royale 2 - Koshun Takami Franska: Battle Royale 3 - Koshun Takami Franska: Battle Royale 4 - Koshun Takami Engelska: A Game of Thrones - George RR. Martin Svenska: Tärningsspelaren - Luke Rhinehart Svenska: Jag skulle vilja att nâgon väntade pâ mig nâgonstans - Anna Gavalda In progress: Franska: Les Contes - Charles Perrault Franska: Battle Royale 5 - Koshun Takami Engelska: The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown Engelska: The Caves of Périgord - Martin Walker It's disgusting! How come I like books so much? Ah well, I guess I inherited that from my mother! One can inherit things far worse, so what good does it do complaining about a gateway out of reality, really? Photo- explanation -time! During the holidays of Tous-saints (Alla helgona) I spent most of my time in bed since I was really sick. But there were always guests in the house. We had Raphaël ( photo ) - a cousin, his sister (name?), Quentins uncle

Finally! This time comes a long photoblog! The family-computer broke down three weeks ago so I haven't had the chance. Förklaringar kommer senare! Explanations another time!

I want to leave a blank page for everything that I would like to say, but can't. I want to leave a blank page for every feeling that I would like to express, but won't. I want to leave a blank page for each moment we've shared, that are now only memories. This is me being in the most honest silence. Fuck it.. There is no justice in the way cruel men decide upon our fate. I want to let you know that we will keep in contact. I won't let you slip away. My thoughts go to you, your Father and your Brother. A letter will come passing by, sooner rather than later. I'm always here.

Why can't my iPod just work? Why can't it even be charged? Marion tried to fix it yesterday and it WORKED, for about 5 minutes, afterwards when I had returned to the Internat it didn't work at all. It made "funny" noises, couldn't find any music, couldn't move, couldn't be turned off and it couldn't be charged. So right now, it's totally dead, and so is my universe away from home aswell. How can I know listen to "Day Five: Voices", "Day Three: Pain", "Louden", "See You Soon" and "Sunspirit (Ivan Gouche & Luke Chable Remix)"? How can I know dream away to Elithoras thundering techno-set from Linköping? MERDE is about the only word that comes to mind.. I can only hope the insurance covers this mess, well I know the guarantee does, but hey, anyway.. The song, yeah, I promised you all a song, so here it is. ©Fredrik Scheike, 2006. Vers 1: Now you never wanted to listen so I'll tell you wha

Gawsh frigging thousands thundering cows I'm pissed.. This country has had the best of me.. First of all, I don't know who, what, when or even why, but the first thing that broke was of course my big headphones.. Broke after the premiere month, thank you very much. Then I told the guys at the Internat to be CAREFUL with my other pair of small in-ear headphones, but of course they broke after someone started swinging them and banging them in to walls.. THEN, TODAY of all days, my iPod decides to break down! What the FµçK have I done wrong? Well, I've finished my song, had a lot of spare rage today.. It'll be up later. And right now, I'm a friend with special Privilieges, thanks Ethel. Du är allt för söt!

Nâgra samlade One-liner tankar hittills i frankrike: " How do I know I'm turning french? I'm searching for Nutella in the morning.. " " If it's bad, it's Swedish, but hey, if it SMELLS it's French..! " I övrigt har jag glömt rätt mycket av mina och andra one-liners.. Ganska sâ blandade känslor idag, âker snart till Paris (2 DAGAR!!) vilket känns rätt chill, önskar att jag redan vore där dock. För visst är min familj snälla - verkligen, men dom är lite trâkiga. Bah, inget gott som inte för nâtt gott med sig och vice versa. 2 böcker hittills lästa. "Tärningsspelaren." Luke Rhinehart "Game of Thrones" George RR. Martin Fler lär det bli!

It's no fun being sick.. No fun at all. For three days in a row now, I've been having major headaches and stomachaches. What an awesome way to start ones vacation on! I've meddled numerous ideas of what it might be with Florence but now, when I finally know, she doesn't believe me.. I mean, how hard can it be? I know the symptoms, and I definitely know this is it, so just give me the meds and know I'm not 5 years old just because I speak french like one! Of course, by natural reasons, I can't start yelling in anyones face like that. So what have I been doing these days? Wednesday/Mercredi/Onsdag: What a HARD day in school this was! Watched Indigènes for approx. 2 hours and then the day was at an end. I ate as usual at the school-cafeteria. Afterwards I went with Anne-Lise to get a cup of coffee and chat a little. We had a great time and afterwards we exchanged numbers if anyone of us would feel like doing something during the vacancy. She followed me to the bus

"...Wherever human blood is spilt, there's nigh victory, nor loss to speak of, for a loss in battle presumes a winner - and how can one win where there exists only tragedy, where there exists only insolence and where only ignorance still stands undefeated? For where ignorance rules, we dance like fools to its pipe, and we tend to forget.. So I spit at your false tears, I shun your two-faced wails and I mock you as you lie weeping, with a smile never more than an inch away. For you may have watched, but have you truly seen? And you may have heard, but have you truly listened? Weep for it, but not for your banner, nor for your brave men, weep for our own ignorance, weep for our evidentially approaching doom - for 'tis more likely to come than our salvation. Weep for it all, but not for the foul bloodstains on your flag, weep for it all - for every human life lost is a tragedy written anew." © Fredrik Scheike, 2006. Wow, a movie surely can awake emotions.. If it'

Axplock av allt jag skrivit hittills: Have you ever felt down or beat? Ever had the feeling you were incomplete? Thought that there was more to life than this? That everything passes by like chances you've missed? Let me tell you, you are not the only one, who sees exactly how the universe went wrong. You and me could blame both time and room, though we both know, humanity has prepared it's own doom. ____________________________ J'éspere, j'éspere, je pourrais voir ton visage juste une fois encore et j'éspere bien, tu n'as pas m'oubligé dejà. ____________________________ . . As death lurks closer and terror reigns the earth. I'm still that last bit of coal , pyring in your hearth. The chains all bind closer as for air you try to grasp. As you turn feeble and weak, I'm the only strengthening hand you could clasp. ___________________________ Det kommer mer sen. Tror jag. ("4" i historia och "19" i En

Sitting here, eating my breakfast and doing nothing special really. Had quite a week, yesterweek so I'm still quite sucking on the joy-caramel from then. Monday, nothing special, talked to Julia more than half an hour, and I must say, those calls are a small refuge, we have so much fun! Thanks! I also went around on all the schools (2) to talk to every highly positioned person in order to get the permission to stay out at nights during the Jazz-festival. I finally got permission to stay out until 0:00 EVERYDAY that I would like as long as I told in advance. Tuesday, met up with Ethel who wasn't feeling very good. We walked around and ended up at a café, talking away hours and hours. I think we drank one cup of coffee (read: brown-colored water with a hint of besque) during the whole 5 or 6 hours we sat there. We talked about life, about france, about the universe, well, pretty much about everything really. I believe she felt a little better when we parted somewhere around 21:00

Haha! Ja du hörde rätt! Tony Tuggar Tuggummi mâste bli featured som dagens lât! Helt klart! I övrigt kan jag hastigt och lustigt säga att saker är fett bra just nu, jag är lite sâdär smâspattigt löjligt glad! Förklarar närmre sen! Sen: Bah! Aphärlig helg, lyckas klämma fram ett tillstând som gör att jag fâr vara ute till 0:00 varje kväll den här veckan, p.g.a. Jazzfestivalen! Huuur bra som helst! Nu känns det gött att leva! Photos! 1:a raden: Jag njuter av höstsolen || Jonas pâ internatet gör Death-metal miner 2:a raden: Delphine och Marion är narcissistiska || Jag och tom (han Är blyg, detta var det enda sättet att fâ honom pâ bild. 3:e raden: Sâ här mâlar man fasader i frankrike! || Boissejours, miniförort till en mini-by utanför Clermont-Ferrand (Jag bor här) 4:e raden: Min skola i höstljuset || Mickaël med min halsduk, hans Poi - som Âsna i Nalle Puh! 5:e raden: Ett vackert höstlöv jag hittade || Höstträd

Vers 1. As the rules are changing, the pawns take their places ready to overthrow the reigning king and queen. The people are relentless and in need of a revolution, fed up with things that are and things that have been. Maybe you've never heard the shouts of the mob, the screams; their voices, raidsed to a solemn protest: "It's time for you to step aside, to let the new blood in, for this is the new time, REVOLUTINARY UNREST!" Refr. All this time, we have waited with hatred and rage, clench your fists as we embody the emotion! The time for negotiation is past, there's no more need to wager, Time for actions, time to set this nation in motion! Hold your heads up high, sisters and brothers. Join leagues, form groups, stand united! Equal we are, equal we fight, we're divided by no colours. We shall make them see they rule us uninvited! Vers. 2 So what the fuck's really going on, when now-a-days even a baby knows a knife from a gun? Is this cold world somethi

Another Photoblog, this time with a little text aswell!: My room viewed from the bed. These cute minibuses traverse all the town! || Cathedral - astounding. My piece I'm working on. || Ethel with Mathieu - her correspondant brother. The whole Cinema-gang! Marion, Clementine, Héloise, ___ , Mathieu Ethel, Delphine. I have had a pretty busy weekend now..! At Saturday, after lunch, I went home to my family where they were sitting and eating together with one of their daughters who was home during the weekend. I of course sat down, talked and was polite - as usual. I learnt she's studying art at the Paris university, and I must say, she's done some interesting work! I later started working on my "Explication de Texte" about Descartes.. It was all going quite okay till I suddenly realized, I didn't understand the text, even though I've gotten it explained to me. So I quit. I had been invited to watch a film together with Ethel - the Swedish girl, Delphine, Mari

I'm sitting here in the library once more after a quite extrordinary and terrifying day.. I awoke at the usual 6:50 and got out of bed to be able to check once more I had all my things packed for the day. I had this feeling I had been sleeping extremely heavy since when the alarm went off, it started ringing in the far distance. I packed my stuff and headed for breakfast. Same "demi-wholegrain"-bread, bowl of tea, glass of orangejuice, yoghurt but today they also served leftover fruits which for me meant a banana! I got to my historylesson which today was transformed in to the premier geographylesson. I sat there, trying to take notes, trying to think in french but soon realized that I had major difficulties with both my concentration and my understanding. I always find it difficult, but today it was as if the teacher all of a sudden started speaking Greek or latin or some completely different language. First I thought it was only because I was more tired than usual and

Jag har hittat franska motsvarigheten till Radio Rix FM.. Jag är SÂÂÂÂ lycklig. How do you know you've succeeded with your language? Mickaël asked me one breakfast this week what I've been dreaming, I of course couldn't answer since I didn't remember. He then told me he had understood everything I had said, because I had been speaking FRENCH in my sleep! How awesome isn't that..? Well well:) Love from the Café Bis! Fredrik

Time for me to write a little aswell! This weekend has clearly been passable, enjoying it for real, though all this language training makes me kind of dizzy. I finished at 10 as usual on saturday morning and waited for the clock to turn 11:00 because that's when I was about to be picked up. I headed, directly after course to a little bar with Delphine and Marion to take a coffee. After a lot of thinking I decided I wanted a cold nice coke in the near-to-summer-sun". I headed back to the Lycée where Florence would pick me up, because we were going to go visit Georges mother who had her anniversary Saturday. She had told me earlier that Georges and Quentin would go by bike and we others by car but as we approached "home" she told me we were all going together. During the way "home" to pick up all the others me and Florence started discussing the problems I'm having with learning and wanting to quit german. I debated it for the whole way when I started rea

Another picture-blog from the two weeks gone past. Texts up later today, or tomorrow?: 1 row. 2 row. 3 row. 4 row. 5 row. 1st row - L to R: Madame Pont, my philosophy teacher. || Toasting in Champomy in the schoolyard. || Clermont-Ferrand. 2nd row - L to R: Sunrise over the internat. || Elevator-lights. || Fire-poi session with Pauline and Mickaël. 3d row - L to R: Fire-poi session with Pauline and Mickaël. || Clouds above Puy-de-Dôme. || Parachuters at Puy-de-Dôme. 4th row - L to R: Swiss guy with beret and baguette. || Beautiful rose thistle. || Same thistle with a bumblebee. 5th row - L to R: Delphine, Marion and Anouk at Puy-de-Dôme pick-nick. || Vincent - the other brother. || Florence - my correspondant mother.