L’esprit de l’escalier (French)
That feeling you get when you leave a conversation and
think of all the things you should have said.
There is no word in the English language for this.
I think it’s weird and really sad that this feeling never got its own word in the English language (not in the Norwegian one either, for that sake.) I’m probably not the only one who walk around for days thinking about things I could have said instead of the stupid and thoughtless thing that I did say? I always imagine how the conversation would have ended if I said this or maybe even that…?
When I think about it, it’s actually many feelings there is no word for in the English language. In my opinion English is a poor language. It’s easy to learn (unlike for example German or French), and that’s a good thing. But is it as describing? Is it as poetic and beautiful? No, it’s not. For me, who loves words, it would me much more enjoyable to write and read if there were more English words!
I’m using Greek as an example of a rich language. Greek is super precise! In English, you use “to love” for all kinds of love, but Greek have four different words for it, all with different meanings:
Now, let’s take a look at other feelings that there’s no word for in English… You know when you’re caringly running your fingers through someone’s hair? In Brazilian Portuguese, that’s called Cafuné.
I have a long distance relationship; my boyfriend lives on the other side of the country. The feeling of happiness I get when I meet him again after a long time is in French called Retrouvailles, and it’s a great feeling. It deserves an own word and a place in the English language too! Another cool word is Ilunga, which is a Bantu-word. Ilunga is a person who is willing to forgive(!) mistreatment the first time; tolerate it the second time, but never a third time. This last feeling I’m going to write about is a feeling that I’m sure many of you’ve felt before. La Douleur Exquise(French). This is the heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have. I just… I really wish for more words. The more the merrier.
I was in Bergen, the second largest city in Norway, last weekend. It is known for its great number of rainy days. 213 days with registered rain annually! How do they survive, how can they not drown?! I experienced snow, sun, rain and hail, it was actually more amusing than I thought it’d be. Bergen is a beautiful city, and I really recommend you to go there, especially if you want to visit a big city in Norway that’s not Oslo. Oslo must be the ugliest capital in Europe. At least most of it’s ugly… The people of Bergen are very helpful, smiling, polite and in general very nice, and it’s not like it’s a bad thing that they have the cutest dialect ever!
Here’s some of my pictures from Bergen.
The subject for my (test) oral exam in social science is China’s history from 1945. This is my first experience with exam-stuff, and I’m glad the teacher’s are arranging this. At first, I weren’t too happy about my subject, but while I was working with the presentation today, I changed my mind! I feel like I’ve learned more today than I’ve done the last couple of weeks at school. I do find it very interesting how one man(like Zedong or Hitler(not that they have so much in common) can change so much). Right now I’m just f*cking sick of reading about communism and Mao Zedong.
The exam is on Friday, and time is no problem, it is rather the focus that is (or should I say facebook…?)
Oh, by the way! I woke up to see a white landscape today! The first snow of this winter. I must admit that even though I don’t like winter or snow, it is beautiful.
Okay, well. I’m gonna keep working now.
(all photos are taken by me,click on them to see larger versions)
I’m, I’m good at wasting time
I think lyrics need to rhyme
And you’re not asking
But I’m trying to grow a mustache
I eat cheese, but only on pizza, please
And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla
Otherwise it smells like feet to me
And I, I really like it when the moon looks like a toenail
And I love you when you say my name