Inspiration of life

This guys here asked a blonde girl yesterday “Where are you from”?

She goes “Latvia” and his stupid response was “Oh that´s not a country!”

“Oh really? Last time I checked it was cus again I AM FROM THERE” the girls said and turned around.

This is absolutely true. Fucking ridiculous. Remember the guy in Venice I blogged about who yelled at me for speaking swedish to my swedish friend in AMERICA where people speak ENGLISH?

Fucking DUSHBAG. Makes me wanna throw up.

I went to Target the other day. For those of you who dont know what Target is, it´s a big store that has everything and it´s super cheap.
The old woman in the check-out tried to smile and help me but I just felt really bad for her. Here she was at 60, working in a store for probably minimum wage… What type of life is that?
I don´t judge ANYONE as long as you do what you want with your life. Whether that is cleaning toilets, ordering pizzas, working in the White House or traveling the world, I don´t give a shit but you´ve GOTTA like it. Otherwise I´ve got zero respect for ya. The reason behind that is, if you don´t do what you like, you can´t respect your own inner voice, in other words yourself. And if you don´t respect yourself, how can you expect others to do it?

This woman clearly didn´t like working at Target. I could just tell by the look in her eyes, gazing away, looking at the clock…2 hours left….1 hour and 59 minutes, 58, 57….

Get home, prepare some pasta, watch The Bachelor, pay some bills, go to bed, get up, go to Target, fold clothes, help the swedish girl find the right size…

What has struck me this time in the U.S, is the lack of life quality for so many people here. Seriously, they work, work and then they work some more, over time, weekends, kissing asses, backstabbing… I´ve heard so many stories now I´ve become a little bit scared actually. What type of world are we living in that only cares about money, status, the car we drive and the amount of time it takes us to travel from point A to point B?!
Now, of course Americans are not the only career focused people in the world, but it´s the lack of balance here that scares me.

When are you suppose to have YOUR time to do what YOU want lady at Target? When will you see the Colusseum? Eat cocunut-chicken in Thailand? Dance Flamenco with a latin man in Brazil? Go up in the Eiffel tower in Paris and eat pizza in Naples? Drink Mohitos on Cuba, see your favorite musical in London? Spend time with the people you love? Bake chocolate chip cookies with your mom, dad, granddaughter? Make love on a rock in Indonesia or in the backseat of a car parked next to a beach in Valencia, make out with a sweaty hot guy in Nashville?
Walk through the alps or Himalayas with munks?
They have 2 weeks of paid vacation time here, PER YEAR, but not even the first year you work at a company.
Vacation equals lazyness for a lot of people I guess. But I gotta say when it comes to work I am not lazy at all. I prioritize to work with things I love and I am not afraid of working 24/7 sometimes. The difference though, I look at vacation time as inspirational time, not necessarily time to “Rest”. Life is suppose to inspire us to be good, do good things, try NEW things, move forward in a developing way.

I´ve been fascinated for some time now about Latin people. It´s their PASSION. Passion for life! They eat with a passion, they talk full of passion, make love full of passion, fight, argue, dance…
Spanish, Italian, South American people… It makes me smile just thinking about how they use their whole body when they talk. How they laugh LOUD, dance like nobody is watching, Love like they´ve never been hurt.

It attracts me, to do something with a passion… If you can do it 100% why do it less? So if you´re cleaning toilets, do it with a passion or just stop Stop right now and do something else damn it.
“Well it´s not that easy” YES IT IS!!!! It is it is it is. Two simple questions you need to ask yourself: What do I like? What am I good at? Chances are the answer will be the same to those two questions.

I´ve said it before and I will say it again, Life is way way waaay to short…

Ignorant Americans…

Some of you might not belive this but I assure you that it is 100% true. It happened to me and my friend here a couple of weeks ago and I still ask her if it really happened and she still says yes…so…
We went down to Venice beach a sunday, hungover like never EVER before. Sat down at a restaurant next to the beach walk and ordered burritos and pizza or something else greasy.
As always when me and Josie are hungover, we giggled until we cried. Mostly we laughed at our (actually MY) behavior the night before and she kept reminding me about things that I had no clue happened.

All of a sudden a guy next to us and his wife stands up, the man walks up to us and leans over the table looking crazy mad and says ” Excuse me girls but you’re in AMERICA now and in this country we speak ENGLISH so I just wanted to inform you that it’s not appropriate of you to sit here at a restaurant speaking some  other fucking language”

No I am serious, not kidding.

First, me and Josie looked at eachother and him, just waiting for him to start laughing and for this to be a big joke but after a few seconds and him ramling on about how RUDE we were sitting here at a restaurant speaking swedish I flipped. Fucking flipped.
“Excuse YOU but maybe it would be a good idea if you STUPID Americans started learning a second language then because last time I checked, there was a world outside the U.S!”
Now this stupid man continued by saying “Well my wife here is a Mexican” Ohohoh, so do you let HER speak her language perhaps? Ohohoh BY THE WAY, I know a word in english, wait wait it’s on the tip of my tounge…hold on….. IGNORANCE THAT’s the word I was looking for” By this time the guy had walked away, he continued talking to himself being smoking mad but he refused to stay and confront me.

IDIOT.
That was like the typical profile of how people outside the U.S THINK Americans are like…