Dis wat i do

not summer-rain anymore

2011-09-06T17:30:00.002+01:00

To completely fall into the lives of others through books is the best way to escape reality if you ask me. You know when you read a book, and you get so into it you actually kind of forget that you're reading it, and you start to read quicker and quicker because you're so curious of what happens next. Those are the best books
and yes, that's how i felt when i read twilight a couple of years ago. I'm not saying they're the best books ever written, but it is nice to read that love can be so intense, and I personally like to read about things that are not real, like magic!

So, when the left-overs from Irene came gushing over Oslo and washed away the last bits of summer to make way for autumn and all it's pretty colours, i barricaded myself on the sofa in front of the fireplace and read Edwards version of Twilight, Midnight sun. An unpublished book by Stephenie Meyer I heard about when I was traveling. And it made me smile :)

Love the feeling of a book that gives you an alternative life for a little while. Books are magical things from a parallel universe where everything i possible.

Picture taken in Tromsø sept. 2010

A new start

2011-09-05T11:59:00.004+01:00

I just put a lot of liqourice in my mouth. should probably eat a little bit at the time to make it last longer, but i didn't do that. I stuffed all of it in my mouth at once. Was nice.

so, i've been travelling! yes! for 4 months, traveled around china, nepal and India. That's the main reason i haven't been blogging for ages. I'd tell you about it, it's just that, to be honest, i'm really really sick of telling about what i've been up to. Told the story too many times. I need i break from it. I'll tell you later tho :)

Instead i'll tell you how amazing it is to be back!
ah, i had some amazing weeks with summer-norway, I ate mussels boiled in white whine, we bought fresh shrimps and ate them by the sea with withe bread, mayonnaise, lemon and cold beer, i went fishing and caught a lot of mackerel, went swimming in the sea, jumped from the high cliffs, got a nice tan and blond hair, stayed up late with friends in the late sun and summer heat, slept long in the mornings, wore loose skirts and see-trough dresses and fell asleep in the sun and got that "through-and-through warmness"

It was fantastic to see all my friends again, i've missed them so, (but of course, i've also gained new friends on my travels whom i miss now that i'm home) and my family, you have no idea how relieved i felt when i saw them again. i can't even explain how safe and loved i feel when they're around

Autumn came suddenly, and it's raining like never before. School's started and it's scary. My mind is already starting to tell me that I should do something else, run away again, travel, see the world, that i can settle down with all this seriousness later. But i guess that's not really an option. I'm not Peter Pan in the land where i never grow, and it's about time i stop running

Jordan vet hvordan

2011-03-17T15:20:00.001Z

Mum and dad took me and my sister to Jordan. Cool
It was really, really cool. Jordan is fab.

Thursday: Arrival
Got to the hotel, Mövenpick (yes, like the ice cream). So beautiful, fountains and palmtrees and flowers and art and soft beds and a kettle in the rooms so we could make tea. We were all set in our rooms around half five, and headed out to the city center to see what it had to offer. Looked around in the shops for a little bit, bought some local tea and went for dinner at Ali Baba. I ordered three appetizers, cause they just sounded too yummy (no maincourse ofcourse). They use lots of goat cheese, menthe and cinnamon in their food. Delicious indeed. I also ordered mango juice which tasted like mango-squash-syrup.
Ok, so yes, bed.

Friday: Beach-chillin
ah, the breakfast! Delicious! Buffet ofcourse with all sorts of deliciously licious food. I had the chef make an omelette with everything except cheese. slurp! After breakfast we walked around for a little bit, found a scubadiving-guy and decided to go diving on saturday. I wanted to go scubadiving today (i get restless) but the others wanted to chill out at the beach. So that's what we ended up doing. The hotel had a private beach with sunbeds and parasols and a lifeguard who insisted on carrying our towels to the sunbeds. So use lots of sunscreen and chilled out. As it was a Mövenpick hotel it was always ice cream to buy. Went for a swim, the water was allright, a little cold at first, but you get used to it. The hotel hat 4 pools with different temperatures , from 21-38 degrees, but we preferred the salty sea. Around five we had had enough sun for the day. Took a shower and got dressed to go out for dinner. It was actually quite cold in the evenings. We went to this Italian restaurant by the sea which was highly recommended. I ordered the chefs special, and it was awesome. Spaghetti with shrimps and some sorts of white fish. Scrumptious!
"No thank you, i don't wanna ride your friggin camel, we're going to dinner"

Saturday: Petra
The bus left 07:15 so we had an early breakfast. It was a 3 hour drive. We stopped at this beduin-shop, where they had lots of cool beduin-stuff. I was tempted to buy a big bedouin-jacket, but didn't. But my mum bought a chessboard, and probably payed too much for it, cause they gave me and my sister a bracelet for free :)
Then we arrived in Petra. It was quite chilly, and my brilliant sister hadn't brought enough clothes (the jacked she'd brought was so ridiculously thin you can't even call it a jacket) so she borrowed my jumper. We walked to the "gate" and the there was around a 4km walk through the passageway to "the hidden city". I think this was the most amazing bit of the whole thing, it was really cool to see what they'd done to stop it from flooding. They had build some sorts of channels, which also provided the city with water, which is probably the reason it got so rich and powerful. Water is the clue in the desert.
The first vision of Petra, the gravechamber (which isn't really a grave at all) was magnificent. After that it was a little disappointing, probably because i had so high expectations (it is one of the Seven Wonders of the World). Well, so, we did some more walking and looked at stuff. Apparently had most of the city fallen to pieces after an earthquake, and the romans had then taken over, so most of the ruins were from the Romantime. Ok, so then we walked up to one temple-thing in the mountain, it's incredible how they've managed to carve in these huuuge rooms in the mountains. Then we walked aaaaall the way to the top of the highest mountain there, which was the sacrificing-spot (closest to the gods).
When we finally got back to the buses we were taken to lunch around four (hadn't eaten since breakfast, so we were starving!). mm, yummy, so much good vegetarian food here in Jordan. Perfect.
Quite tired when we got back. sleep!

Sunday: Scubadiving
I've gotten into a really nice "wake-up-rythm". Wake up with the sun around half seven. Had breakfast, got our equipment ready and headed to southbeach to go scubadiving. It wasn't so tropical is I had hoped since it is so close to Egypt which is supposed to be incredible colourful. First dive was at a shipwreck. Was allright. Then we had an hour before the next one, which were more or less just sand and a little seaweed and stones. A few lionfish and I saw a Moray eel and some barracudas.
Ok, then back to the hotel and had some lunch and some suntime at the beach before we went back to the southbeach for a night dive. We had to pick up a marinesoldier on the way who needed to be there to make sure we didn't, you know, planted any land-mines in egypt (it's really close). Lots of moril in the water! (the glowing algeas that make the water look like you're swimming in stars). But they guide was, to put it mildly, completely rubbish. All of a sudden he disappeared and my sister was left without a buddy, and my dad (which was my buddy) didn't pay attention at all, i had to keep us together. Gosh. Apparently there was something wrong with his ventilator so he had to go to to surface, but he had also turned off his flashlight so he disappeared, and trust me, it is pitch fucking dark. Can't see a thing. But it all turned out ok.
So tired when we got back. I didn't really want food, but we ended up eating at a really nice restaurant at the hotel. then bed. sleep.

Monday: Wadi Rum
This was the best day. Got up, had some breakfast and off to the bus again. We drove for an hour or so, had a little stop and drove another hour before we arrived in Wadi Rum, the desert, the land of the bedouins, the true Jordanians. Earlier the bedouins used camels, but today jeeps are the way to go. So we got all our stuff (warm cloths) on the jeep and off we went. Every now and then we stopped the guide told us a little bit about how the beduins navigated through the desert, using the stars or the mountains or special man-made signs. Once we stopped by a place called the moon-wall, because when the moon was full and right over this really tall mountain-wall the moon looked like it was very close. Like you could grab it if you climbed the mountain. Then we were told to walk up this sand dune, because apparently is was very good for the back to run down, and it would massage our feet. So up we went (gosh walking in sand is heavy), and the sand was really cold despite the hot sun. When we got up me and my sister had to climb a little further up the mountains, it was just too tempting. Then we ran down (my dad nearly broke his toe banging it into a stone on the way down) and went on with the jeeps. We stopped in bedouin camp were we were served tea. It is very sweet, served in very small cups (like shotglasses). To the next stop we rode camels. It was very peaceful riding through the desert like that (although my camel was a little angry). After the camel ride we climbed a small mountain again to watch the sunset, (it was sooo cold!)and then walk down to the bedouincamp for dinner.
They showed us how they prepared the food by digging it down in the sand with herbs and hot coal. Then we ate, and we danced.
When we got home to the hotel again we were all really tired, but i had promised a salesman to meet him so he could show me where to buy a burka and the traditional Muslim-dress for women. It was a place i would never have found on my own. He also helped me so i got a good price for it, it's nothing i really need, but it was really pretty. Then he showed us where to get the best falafel which he bought us. Mmmmmm. Just falafelpieces in a paperbags, eating like popcorn. yummy.

Tuesday: The Dead Sea
My dad had already been to the dead sea, so he didn't come with. Understandable, a 3 hour busdrive is not so cool. But mum, sister and I went. Got there, swam in the sea, which was supersalty so it made you float. It felt a little like when you try to get on, off or turn around on a water mattress. We also covered ourselves in the dead-sea-mud. It is black and supposedly very good for the skin.
Chilled out in the sun before we drove back.
This evening we had the buffet at the hotel. They had sushi! mmmm! and 37 different desserts!

Wednesday: Beachy peachy

Another day on the beach. It was nice enjoying the warmth of the sun before we had to go back to cold Norway. I swam in the sea, and just layed lazily on my sunbed, doing nothing. The book i'd brought with me for the trip was so boring i couldn't be bothered to read it.
Ate dinner at Ali Baba again, i had the onion soup!

Thursday: departure
We got to enjoy the soft beds and the breakfast one last time. We had a few hours at the beach and a chocolate and banana milkshake, before we had to leave. It was a little sad, we had such short time here, wish we could've stayed longer.

Gerald and his adventures #18

2011-02-03T18:52:00.002Z

Gerald told the squirrels he'd help them gather nuts if they knitted scarves for him. This was ofcourse a lie...

A series of events... and the french

2011-02-01T09:45:00.001Z

Last night i fell down the stairs. And it hurt! a lot! Today i've got a big bruise on my thigh.

Around 03:30 tonight, i woke up cause i'd gotten a big bump in my forhead. For no particular reason. It was just there! And it's still there. I have no idea what this means.

This morning when i woke up and looked at my self in the mirror i looked very.. french. My hair has gotten pretty long and it fell down on my shoulders, a little messy, but in nice curls. And i wore this bra-thing with laces and which you can see through. And my physique from hips and up are quite skinny, so i felt like a french student who nurtured herself with cigarettes and sex.

I would've liked being french i think. Walking around half-naked, live for sex and love and good food in tiny portions. To appreciate art in all it's form, whether it's love, fashion, paintings or a way of thinking.

Hallo München

2011-01-29T21:36:00.002Z

I have moved myself again. I am now in the center of Europe, at least somewhere in the middle. In Munich, and it is quite nice. It is snowy though. Didn't want ze snow. But it won't kill me right. So i'm here trying to learn german. And it's been a week and i've had three days of school and i've learned a lot already i think. I can say this and that, and stutter some words to make myself understood when i talk to my hostfamily, who only speak german.

Last Wednesday we were in Zürich! That was pretty cool. Saw lots of chocolate, and ate some too. I had white chocolate with raspberries in it. so raspberry-white(but now pink) chocolate. nom nom nom.

Here in Munich they only eat pretzels. Well, not just, but there certainly is a lot of pretzels around here.
Although they do have this amazing kebabplace here, looks so nice and fresh and hygienic. I know, it must be magic of some sorts. Probably a wizard who once tried kebab and decided to give up on magical creatures and stars and pretty colours and make kebabs instead.

Gerald and his adventures #17

2010-12-10T16:39:00.001Z

Gerald realised he had to get himself a lot more friends before christmas to get enough scarves

Wisdom!

2010-12-02T11:05:00.002Z

I got my fortune told by a roll-up today
it said:

Three words:
Monkey.
Pie.
Fight.

And then: If life gives you junk mail, make paper airplanes.

There was a plan

2010-11-27T20:59:00.004Z

Now listen. There was a plan behind this! honest! I think one should get credit for making plans. Or thinking really hard about doing something.
Well, i left Tromsø anyway, cause i was miserable there, so i figured i'd get more work done home in sweet sweet oslo. So i got home, and then we went stright for our cabin in the moutains. And i figured, there i can sleep long, get served good food, go skiing for a few hours, and then read for my exams without any distractions.

This is what happened:
I was so tired i slept long this morning. Then we had a looong breakfast. Then i had to fix something on my report (so that's good) and then we went skiing for a couple hours. Then i had to wait for dinner (can't read when hungry obviously) and then I had to eat a humongous dinner. And then I was really drowsy, so i had to take a nap. THEN i mixed some drinks for Jan and Kjell and then there was the applepie i had to eat. And then watch "The road to Eldorado". And now I'm tired and wanna go to bed please.

And i've started to listen to Grafitti6 which is amazing, I'm taking Tora to their concert in Oslo in january. Exciting! And then there's this song and this one.

But I did go skiing, and it was lovely. First time this season!
(and for those wondering, I have a Gerald drawing coming up soon, i just need my crayons!)

My heart isn't working right anymore

2010-11-25T13:19:00.008Z

I lay in bed the other night and my mind wandered to this and that, places my mind has been so many times before, but never seem to grow tired of.

And you know those things you just know about yourself? like for example you like the colour purple. You know. But sometimes your mind goes further, and you think, why do I like the colour purple? maybe it has got something to do with something that happened once in your life and maybe you don't remember, or maybe you do, but then you think about it and realise that that's not the reason at all.

Well anyway, i've always thought of myself as a giddy person. And I am when it comes to certain things, but it turns out, i'm not quite right. Let me explain. When spring comes (especially) i feel like i fall in love with almost everyone i see. I am so in love you have no idea, the happy feeling, the tingeling belly, everything. So i've always thought i fall in love easily. But then someone said to me: "you're not the kind of person who falls in love a lot are you?" and i told her she was wrong, i certainly do. I'm one of those silly girls who falls for everyone.

But it got me thinking and I tried to remember who i'd been in love with. And i only remembered three. It seems like all the other times has been something else, just a "crush", it was there, but i didn't notice when it faded, and didn't think about it when it was gone.

So i am left with the three.

the first person i fell in love with, I actually got together with. Sort of. It was all really weird. And it always felt like i wanted him more than he wanted me, so it was never that satisfying "i love you, and you love me" connection. So you can say i lost that one

The second person. We met and had what you could call a one-week-romance. It was fun! and i fell completely for him ofcourse. But then he left, and I left. And we spoke every now and again, but it was nothing more than "we had fun for a bit, but now I just want to be friends" So i lost that one too.

The third, was the worst. He made me believe that he was in love with me too. Turned out I was wrong, he didn't want me either.

So to sum it up, i have loved and lost three times.
And it feels like i'll never fall love again, and i don't want to either. Which is a sad thought innit
But i don't like that other people can affect me like that.
I don't want to allow it again, simple as that

I'm feeling blue, cause love has gone
I guess i lose but life goes on

Now it is dark, but there is still some light

2010-11-03T14:36:00.002Z

I saw the most beautiful thing today, on the bus-ride home. Tromsø is a molded, dark, drunken hole of a place, in so many ways, but it is so beautiful, no doubt about it. I'm glad i've been here for this time just to see this. The sun was setting (at 13:45(c'mon!)) behind snowy white mountains, the sky was orange and gold and all that incredible wonders of nature things. If i had had a camera, i'd get off the bus, to take picture and wait an hour (let me quote a friend who's from here: "that bus goes all the time!") for the next bus. The picture above on the other hand, is from the same place, only with northern lights, which is also really cool innit.

Other than that, i'd just like to say that this post is brilliant, even though I am one of those who tend to skip using apostrophes, because i just can't be bothered. AND because the stupid æ-letter is next to the '-key, so it always comes out "donæt" or "canæt" instead, and that is just so incredible annoying.

Tomrrow! i'm going to Bodø, representing the school, which is kinda cool. But i bet the meeting will be boring, cause idon't really know what it's about. And the forecast for the next few days is "storm", and as Rebwar said (who's from Bodø): "they call storms a light breeze".

Yesterday! Fedi was visiting, and we made lasagna and chocolate mousse! and then we watched a really good movie. We were supposed to do chemistry, but you know, fuck that. Food! film! MhM! ChoColate mousse! Crikey, you should've been there, the lasagna was so good it made... my feet tickle. Well, not exactly, im just saying it was very very deliciously-licious.

Jonna Konna

2010-11-01T15:14:00.001Z

Jonna Konna made these and i recommend you to take a look at her other stuff, it's brilliant :)

Banana fun!

2010-10-30T14:47:00.012+01:00

Yes yes YES1! I've finally bought a new snowboard! Last year i found the perfect one, oh how nice it was! it was like everything i've ever dreamed of. But i didn't buy it. It was very expensive and i was moving to sunny california that winter, where a snowboard would be of no use.

But this year! im in norway, and there is snow. And so! a snowboard is needed! I got my first snowboard when i was 13, which I outgrew, and then got a new one when i was 16. It was a purple and white Salmon board, and i love it. It's still really good, and as i stopped growing when i was like, 15 it still fits, but it is 7 years old. Its not ragged or broken or anything of the sort, its just oldfashioned you know. And this new one is a banana fun board! (a new type of design) It's a little shorter than the old one, and a lot softer. Perfect for fun! Not for doing impressive tricks on the big jump, but for frolicking around in the forest and spinning around on the smaller jumps.

I can visualize it, bursting out of the forest with branches sticking out of my glittering helmet, covered in snow, flying, twisting in the air, and then falling spectacularly and rolling out in the actual slope. great!

It's actually for kids, but it was the only short enough to fit me

Deary, don't eat too much vegetables today

2010-10-29T12:18:00.003+01:00

You know the sort of food you just can't stop eating? Like crisps for example, you take one little flake and you find that you've eaten the whole bag without noticing. To me, this includes so much more than just crisps on a hangover sunday. It's all kinds of food. I would, preferably, not stop eating at all. I can wait quite a long time before i start eating, but after the first bite, im fucked. Luckily most types of food requires preparation or both hands when consumed which makes it hard to do at the same time as all the other stuff one have to do during the day. there is one exeption though: carrots! oooh the carrot.... The orange-pointy-thingy. I can eat about 1 kilo carrots a day. The reason it's not more than 1 kilo is because they come in 1 kilo bags.

Flying Objects by Solveig Bakken

2010-10-28T16:11:00.002+01:00

Solveig Bakken, a most talented friend of mine, needed a model to her photoshoot "flying objects". So there I am! the two pictures in the middle.

Gerald and his adventures #16

2010-10-22T09:48:00.002+01:00

All Gerald wanted was cake, but when someone finally opened the lid an hour later, he found he had become a stripper quicker than a teenage girl from Russia

My little cave

2010-10-21T15:21:00.002+01:00

Right now, im sitting in my little cave and are quite... i suppose "peaceful" is the best describing word, although it sounds like im dead. Which i am not. Nono.

"My little cave" is my studentflat, which consists of one room, one bathroom and i share a kitchen with 6 others.The building is old so the isolation is more or less non existent, so the oven is on 24/7. The windows cover most of the wall, and when it's daylight i can see some trees and kids and nice stuff. Pitch dark now though, so the curtains are closed, but that's allright cause I have pretty curtains. My mum made them, and it's like a huge picture of the view from our summerhouse, which is my favourite place in the world. On the curtain-hanging-thing, i've got christsmas-lights shaped like snowcrystals, and a plant in the corner.

The other walls I have covered in mind-maps and drawings of molecules and other chemistry things. And three posters, one is the map of the world, one of Jim Morrison and one is a picture by Salvador Dali. And my snowboard and skateboard ofcourse. I can't use them at this time of year, so they're just hanging in the wall for now.

Other than that i've got a little plant on my desk, a little tree next to my uncomfortable bed, a really cool carpet on the floor and a big basket filled with woolen socks and scarves and all such warm and comfy things.

So im sitting here in a hUge sweater and woolen socks eating gingerbread cookies and drinking Christmas pop. i used to be all against christmas so early, one should at least wait til after Halloween, but i've changed my mind, as i usually do, and now i quite like it. So what (!) im thinking about, and are excited about Christmas a month longer. Doesn't matter, Christmas is a good thing. And there's lots of snow outside and im practically Santas neighbour so im allowed i think.

Gerald and his adventures #15

2010-10-15T09:46:00.001+01:00

"Darn it!" Gerald forgot his bowlingball...

Gerald and his adventures #14

2010-10-08T08:38:00.001+01:00

At first the Martians came in peace, but then they met Gerald. He realized he couldn't compete with horns that long. And if you can't beat them, eat them

Gerald and his adventures #13

2010-10-01T08:33:00.002+01:00

Now don't get me wrong God, I'm thrilled that it's raining pretzels, but HOW THE FUCK am I supposed to hold that umbrella hm?!

This one is for Sophia!

Gerald and his adventures #12

2010-09-24T10:09:00.000+01:00

When Gerald first met Lolly the longneck, he realized the competition was so hard the only thing he managed to say was "Fuck you"

Gerald and his adventures #11

2010-09-19T17:35:00.000+01:00

Vince the Hedgehog got quite angry when he found out Gerald had found and used his whole stockpile of berries to make a giant cupcake.

This Gerald post is dedicated to Mari and the lovely letter she sent Kristin :) Gerald and I would also like to wish Kristin a happy birthday! Cupcake!

Slurp!

2010-09-18T16:33:00.002+01:00

Here's another food post. Because i've been making some absolutely lush dinners lately. Never used to be a fan of dinner, breakfast and lunch was more my thing, but this is just lovely. And you know, I make it for dinner, but i eat leftovers for supper, breakfast and lunch. nomnom.

Ok, first one out is a cauliflower dish. Very very easy. Chinese cabbage nicely cut, with some cucumber, tomato, red onion and shrimps. Salt and pepper, then steamed cauliflower on top, and french fries seasoning on top of it all. Let the hot cauliflower heat up the shrimps a little bit to make it extra nice.

It took me like, a whole episode of black books to eat this. It's so much to chew! And god, it really fills you up.

Next one! Slightly more advanced, but you could still do it even if you were a walrus with Parkinson disease. Chilli beans and peas from a can heated together. In a pot. obviously. Steam broccoli and cut tomato, cucmber, onion and baby-sweet corn. And shrimps! ofc! makes it special.

This isn't difficult at all, and you could probably tell just from looking at the picture, but i just think it looks so yummy I wanted to put it in my blog :)

Third, and last. Not really my recipe, but still. Here goes. First I made a cold salad, with sweetcorn, saladbeans, avocado, ruccola, cucumber and cherry tomatoes. This i put in a pot and heated it slightly. Then i fried aubergine with lemon-pepper and some other seasoning I found in the kitchen. This i put in the now "no longer cold salad". Then i fried bell peppers (red and green) with charlotte onion and mushrooms! And in the pot you go! stir with BIG spoon. Now eat!

Pies

2010-09-15T17:42:00.002+01:00

i would like to make mini-pies.

and eat them

Gerald and his adventures #10

2010-09-05T18:29:00.003+01:00

Gerald accidentally sat on his pepperoni pizza, and now he can't find it!

Materiefest!

2010-08-22T16:17:00.002+01:00

Last night, was Saturday night, sooo i was drinking. I was going to a party at the university, only for the pharmacy students, called "Materie-party". Here in Tromsø they only have Materie-parties once a year, but it's usually more often. The sweedish and finnish are the best at it, and have 3 or 4 a year.

Basically, all pharmacy students gather at school, drink, perform (you can do whatever you like, just get up on the stage) and sing. When you start your studies you get a little book, like a tiny bible, filled with songs in Swedish, Norwegian, Finnish, danish and Icelandic, and we did sing a fair few of them. So today my voice is pretty much gone. I was up on stage ofc, performing with the others in my class, singing and dancing to "Bob Bob dærry dærry bob bob suuuup!" Oh yes.

Since we didn't have any paper cups i had to be a little creative when i wanted to bring something to drink on the bus to the university. So an empty jar of baby corn and a straw had to do the trick. Worked fine. No worries. It's actually a proper drink in that, with lemon and everything.

Bon appetit!

2010-08-16T16:19:00.003+01:00

I made dinner! And doesn’t it look scrumptious? Let’s what we’ve got in it shall we? First of all, tere's a whole broccoli. Then we’ve got a tomato, some cucumber, spring onion, red onion (lots! Yum) and some asparagus on top. Then salt and pepper ofc. Not only do I want it, cause it’s delicious and looks likewise, but I also know this is something my body will be thrilled to get. This kind of food will fill you up quicly, before you’ve finished, so then you have to wait for a bit, then you can eat more, and then you’ll be full for a loooong time.

New places new people

2010-08-15T16:47:00.003+01:00

Oki Mr, I’ve moved. Still in Norway this time though. Figured it was about time I checked out my home country a little bit, not just bum around everywhere else. I can honestly say that I’d never imagined living here. Actually I’ve been thinking about this place saying, “who the fuck is stupid enough to move up there?” But being here, I must say the scenery is very beautiful, which I never doubted a second, it’s just that the downsides with this place are hard to ignore. First of all, it’s cold as fuck up here. Tromsø is faaaaaaaaaar up north in Norway, where no one believed no one would ever live. Well, yes, so it’s august and i'm wearing my winterboots, scarves and woolen socks. And being so far up north, it is now daylight 24 hours of the day, which means it will be pitch dark 24 hours of the day in the winter.

But! The scenery is, as I said very pretty, and there will be lots of skiing and snowboarding opportunities. And since it’s such a small place it’s more… compact.. you know? So no problem meeting someone to talk to if you go out (we’re a lot of students, obviously), and people drink a lot. If you go out a Monday night in oslo, it’ll be pretty much dead, here, they’ve got a reason to drink every night of the week. I like it :) Got lots of friends already, and the university is really nice.

The University in Tromsø (UiT) is where I’ll be spending most of my time considering how much work I’ve got to do. Just have a look at the cuddlebook on the picture. Nice one innit? Yes, that’s what I thought too. That is 800 pages of good stuff, right there. That’s the chemistry book, only the basic stuff, the stuff we do in the lab got another book. Yes. So that was one of three subjects before Christmas. But it’ll be fun, when I’ve learned it. I love knowing stuff. The hard part is the understanding and remembering part, not a big fan of that, especially when it involved reading boring books that makes even the simplest thing difficult to grasp.

This time though, I think I really found the right thing for me. Pharmacy is the shit.

Musicsoundsforear

2010-05-02T21:20:00.001+01:00

Had eggs for breakfast this morning when i got home. Then fell asleep to music. Here, i'll just throw some music in your face

Crash test dummies - Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm

Japan - Nightporter

Slightly Stoopid - Babylon is falling

Chris Coco - How does it feel

The Broken Bells - The Ghost inside

Now, i'm gonna do some serious Samurai Jack watchin'

Anna and Morten tells their story

2010-04-22T05:59:00.005+01:00

hellooo

Im anna, and im poking my finger in my beer.
Im Morten and Im poking my finger in Anna.

Im poking Morten right back in his rectum. He is making obnoxious noises. I think he likes it.
While Anna is poking my rectum, I turn around and starts nibbling on her piercing down below
Im enjoying that Mortens nibbling with my piercing, though I wish he could do it a little harder..... Hes so gentle. But he is rubbing my nipples real good.

Because of Anna's lack of moaning, I understand that I'm obviously not rough enough. I grab the hairbrush on the night-stand and spanks her ass with full force, making her scream in pleasure.

While Morten is spanking me real hard i realize that he is not good in bed at all. He is actually terrible. Worst than Ive ever known. He is doing his best, but... He sucks. I can not reach orgasm at all. Not at all.

When Anna expresses that she's not even close to reaching her climax, I actually give up. I pimp-slap her hard, saying "You hoe, get the fuck out of my face" and leaves. ¨

Anna is satisfied. Finally Morten is gone. She could have real good sex again.

Hawaii - Maui

2010-04-21T03:21:00.043+01:00

The first week of my spring break, i spent in Hawaii. I went to Maui and had such a great time. The first days I spent on the more rainy side of the island. Hawaii is super green and pretty right, so it's actually really quite rainy and cloudy there.

I stayed in Wailuku, Banana Bungalow and I arrived the last day of winter! So, the first day (saturday) i was just there, looked around for a bit and then going to bed early. It was so nice, i slept for like 11 hours or something. great!

Next day i went for a hike on Halaekala, the house of the sun. We went up there 9 in the morning, and it was about an hour drive up zigzaggy roads that made me awfully carsick. But, well, we finally got to the top, and had to wait there for a bit so the guides could park the cars further down where the hike would end. I fell asleep for a bit, and through the clouds and fog, i'd already gotten a tan on my arms and legs, so i quickly put on some hawaii banana smelling sunscreen. Then, we started walking. The ground was really dry, either black or red sand, so my white shoes came out orange in the end. Orange is good. White was never my colour anyway. The air was chilly, but it was quite exhausting to walk so i got warm quickly. It was like walking on the beach. So one step forward, to steps back right. At least that's how it felt like. Anyway, it was amazing to see. Apparently the astronauts trained there to go to mars. or maybe it was the moon. Not sure. The point is, it looked very deserted, dry and dusty.

We sort of walked down for a bit, then up and around a crater. Then down again to a place where there were a little more plants growing. And we walked through that, had a look at the bottomless pitch, and got to a little cabin. We didn't have time to stop, cause we had to make it to the sunset at the top. So kept walking. When we got to the last bit, where we had to walk up this never ending slope to get to the cars, the fog caught up with us and i didn't really notice before it was too late and i was soaking wet. (Halaekala is over 3000 m high, so we were actually just walking through the clouds) So up up up we went, got out of the clouds, into the sunlight and over the rainbow bridge. Where we could see the most beautiful rainbow (obviously).

So finally we got to the cars, after an eight hour hike, it felt really good, to kick off those blistermakin shoes, put on dry socks, comfy trousers and jump around to Rusko, which Schlomi had put on and played so all hawaii could hear. Drove up to the top again, and watched the sunset. Funky, we could see the mountain cast a shadow on the clouds. Got home, absolutely knackered, made food as fast as a could, and fell asleep. whatever it was i ate, it was the best food ever. sleep! nomnom

Good morning! Sunday funday! This day, we went to little beach. An alternative beach you might say. We made a quick stop and the shop, where the others got beers and stuff, but as it was nine whole days til I turned 21, i stuck with some fruity looking smoothies. So beach, laid in the sun, swam in the sea, played frisbee and watched the whales in the sunset. Really, truly pretty. The locals made a drum circle and played til sunset like was tradition.Trippin

Back at the hostel, I had the most amazing shower i can remember ever having. Hot water! Clean! freshness! i ate some Looney Toons ravioli from the can. not too tasty. The view on the other hand, was lucious.

Next morning, woke up, got coffee, and again, shower with hot water. That day was the day for the Iao Vally hike. Wow, there's something i've never seen before. Iao Vally is a rainforest and the second wettest place on earth, and we had sunshine! It was so clear we could see all the way to Lahaina from the top. Because of all the rain, it was as green as you could imagine. flowers, and berries, and very very muddy. We were walking in mud til our knees. If I didn't look down, i'd slip on something or trip over a rock, and if i didn't look up, i'd crash into one of those evil branches. Mike said it was painful walking behind me, having to see me knocking into something every five minutes. When we got back down we all had a swim in the river, to wash off all the mud. Got back around 3, hurried to the taco-man to get some fishtacos. Mahi mahi! Then Bethany, Mike and me got some beers and some super cheap sushi. Started drinking at 4, was drunk at 5.

Schlomi let me hold his spider!

Tuesday! Kevin had signed us up for the "road to Hana" tour. Mike had to go to Lahaina for a business meeting and we forgot to take his number or facebook :( But Bethany, Kevin, Denise, Ingunn, Kristian and me squeezed us into Schlomis car and off we went. Stopped for ginger candy, which supposedly is good for carsickness. The road to hana has 677 turns or something. Yes, we all got carsick, but then we stopped for some delightlful bananabread, it was all good again. (Tora, kanke du lage rullekake med bananbrød istedet? det er sikkert rånam med både nutella og syltetøy) Took some pictures of the many waterfalls. Stopped to go swimming in the caves. Dove in the caves without flashlights. Scary, but cool! The water was cold as fresh mints. First we had to feel our way in the darkness through a whole and into another cave. Then we had to find the right spot in the second cave, dive down as far as we could, eyes open, then swim towards the light. I could see this bright archway and ascended in another cave where we could get out. Cool ey?

Went down to the black sand beach, where Bethany found me a shell i put in my hair.

Drove to the red sand beach, was there fora bit. This guy came up to me and gave me another shell for my hair. and the evening flowers for me an Bethany.

Then the waterfall hike. Schlomi showed us this opening in the forest that looked so magical, you know, those places you only see in movies like Avatar? Then i saw a massive tree! Climbed some bamboo, walked trough a bambooforest til the walls of tears. Let's just say "wow", and not do anything injustice by using human words to try to explain.

Wednesday. Went to Lahaina with Bethany. Walked around for a bit, then i signed up for scuba diving, and Bethany had to leave to catch her flight. The diving was rather disappointing to be perfectly honest. I heard the whales sing, that was cool, and I saw a frog fish and 4 reef sharks. But other than that it was just really cold and gray.

I tried kiting for the first time. I think that's my new thing. Next to scubadiving of course, but kiting, that was a lot of fun. Nearly got it towards the end, almost got up on my board. At first Johan and I just tried without board, in the water with the kite, and it pulled me out of the water so i flew like, a couple of metres in the air. fun! We were at Paia, the beach with the best conditions in the world for windsurfing and kiting.

Then I met up with Dan and John, whom i met when i lived in Indonesia. Nice seeing them again, weird, it's been a year since last time. And I met Mango! the dog! She's awesome. I stayed with them the rest of the stay.

CA - SB - lasagne

2010-04-20T17:07:00.004+01:00

Last night, i actually cooked something. Something big. For more than 1 person. I made lasagne. And a friggin awesome lasagne as well. Nothing like the one I made for new years, nonono, this time, it was only good stuff in it.

First of all, no cheese. Fuck the cheese.
Second, no milk, which means none of that greasy white sauce
Third, no fatty, dripping meat.

That's the secret. So instead of the white sauce i used a pesto sauce which I made with water instead of milk, and it worked absolutely fine. Instead of meat I used all kinds of fresh delicious vegetables.

Aaand i cut em all up in tiny pieces, mixed them with pastasauce and made lasagne.

California - Santa Barbara - the house

2010-04-19T20:28:00.003+01:00

Right now, this very moment, i'm sitting on a sticky sofa, on a sticky carpet, on a dirty floor with dirty laundry spread around like there's no tomorrow. The kitchen is messy and the sink is filthy. There's champagne on the ceiling, old pizza on the table, and for some odd reason an open jar of strawberry jam. I think it might be from last weekend when Christina made pancakes for Hassan. Which I ate, and they were delicious!

So this is my house. Welcome everyone!

I'm listening to Wild Beasts and it's actually really nice. Yes, it is dirty, but so are your hands. We were 9 dancing souls living here, but one had to go back to norway, so now we're 8. Hassan, Morten, Simen, Astrid, Andrea, Ingrid, Christina and me! And we're rocking our socks like none of the kings men ever would stop us. Rite?

We all arrived here February 10th, and we filled the first month with everything but schoolwork. And it was a blast obviously. Then the others had their midterm exams, while i went to Hawaii for a week. Then we all went to Mexico for our spring break, and now, it's my turn to study, so i'm popping off to the library every now and again to try to do some serious studyin' Drink some red bull and do some hard core maths.

Malen joins me from time to time, only to have me poking her and asking silly questions. She lives in the house next door with Anna, Kristina and Oda. Anna made me dinner the other night, and it was scrumptious! Ravioli with spinach and pasta sauce. The stuff in the ravioli tasted nothing like spinach, but it was yummy anyhow. Yummy in my tummy.

12:22 and i've already had 3 cups of peppermint tea, musli for breakfast and eggs with salsa for lunch. and i'm so full, which kinda bugs me now, cause i wanna go out and drink/eat a blenders of the grass with banana and chocolate. That thing is huuuge, and so tasty.

Ok, i'll make a deal with myself. When i've finished the chapter, i'll go buy one. But the chapter is awfully long though. 15 pages. I'll read 15 pages, then go. *slurp*

Happy noodle!

2010-04-10T19:44:00.000+01:00

Dis ma new sushi set! nomnom

noodle snoodle

Gerald and his adventures #9

2010-03-29T00:58:00.008+01:00

"Na-na-na-na-nA! I've got more arms than you" said minnie the octopus
"How do one strangle someone with no neck, without using hands" thought Gerald

caprisun

2010-03-06T20:48:00.000Z

I would like the story of my life to take a lifetime to tell

Gerald and his adventures #8

2010-02-08T16:33:00.001Z

Gerald had always been proud of being the only orange animal in the forest. Intil that fat fuck came along..

Gerald and his adventures #7

2010-02-02T21:17:00.003Z

With all the snow and everything, Gerald decided to use two rabbits as snowshoes

Gerald and his adventures #6

2009-12-21T00:29:00.004Z

Now what?!

Gerald and his adventures #5

2009-12-20T23:34:00.003Z

Gerald didn't have an iPod, so he stole one

Gerald and his adventures #4

2009-12-09T23:09:00.009Z

Not only was his new boots pointing the wrong way and on the wrong foot, they were also the wrong colour, zebra is so last year

Winterysnowyscarves

2009-12-08T22:20:00.000Z

Now, I would like some winter. I would like some snow and all the other stuff that goes with it. Those are all scarves I'm wearing.

I would like some scarves for christmas please. I don't have nearly enough.

Also, I've seen the most amazing snowboard. in a shop. It's cooler than your grandpas special sunday socks. That's how cool it is. Which is very cool.

Going to ze concert

2009-11-04T20:15:00.003Z

aaaight! So i've got tickets to a-ha this friday! I am ridiculously excited. It's gonna be amazing. and as i was fed up with trying to reed for my exams, i just gave it up and decided to pick out my outfit for the big night. and i think this'll be it. don't I look dashing? i might consider wearing shoes.

This is how it's supposed to be

2009-10-17T06:58:00.001+01:00

I made this picture at work tonight. I don't know why. There's probably some deep meaning behind it, but i don't know what that might be. it just felt right to make it like this.

Blog action day '09 Climate change

2009-10-15T07:03:00.005+01:00

You know, i’m not too fond of how the climate is changing. I liked it better how it was before.

If you put a frog in a bowl and heat the water slowly, the frog will not realise until it’s too late, and then die. If you heat the water quickly, the frog will notice and jump out of the bowl.

Don’t we know that the temperature is rising? Shouldn’t we like, take a hint?

Gerald and his adventures #3

2009-10-12T21:12:00.006+01:00

Gerald the giraffe loved the glittering soaps with watermelon scent he stole so much, he ate them.

Gerald and his adventures #2

2009-10-10T15:27:00.007+01:00

It turned out that the fancy toothpick Gerald found actually belonged to the leader of the gay-moose-squad.

Sunny autumn days

2009-10-09T09:42:00.007+01:00

Ah! So today is one of those absolutely enchanting autumn days, where the sun is shining and the sky is blue, but it looks cold. Aaaaall the pretty colours of the autumn is here, red, orange, brown and “tired green”. You know, it’s one of those days which remind you that even though the days are shorter and colder, not everything needs to be dark and depressing. As a full-blood-Norwegian, I feel I should be outside, no matter the temperature, one should be outside if it’s sunny. So, blankets and hot green tea please. And big blue woollen socks from grandma. The ones I’m wearing on the picture, holding my brand new The Mighty Boosh special edition DVD. Brilliant.

(click here for happy song)

Gosh, it's really cold, but the sun is warming my face! Shining upon ma face!

I'm eating the first mandarines of the season. nom nom. Kings of Convenience has come out with a new album, very autumny, and very nice. I love it, it's perfect. not all the songs are perfect, but together it makes a brilliant album. You should all give it a listen.

Gerald and his adventures #1

2009-10-08T21:33:00.007+01:00

Gerald the giraffe got so scared by the northern forest he stomped on the pink fluffy rabbit

Just for Tora

2009-10-06T19:53:00.003+01:00

Hi, so now, i'm posting this post. And it is for Tora. Because she's been a real good girl moving out with her smashing-looking boyfriend who is just right for her. I think the time to come is gonna be awesomes Tora and Helge! I’m really happy for both of you. And Tora, I don’t know why you of all people would like this picture considering you’re such an artistic and creative person, but nevertheless, here it is, the all-famous giraffe. Well not so famous actually. My mum likes it, and Tora likes it. That’s it basically. Personally, I like my sisters giraffes better.

I'm such a child

2009-10-05T15:01:00.000+01:00

Today, wearing something that positively looks like a little boys pyjamas, dangling my feet at the bus station in the rain, I remembered a word I haven’t used since I was a kid. That made me smile and clap my hands. When I realised what I was doing, it occurred to me that this is the behaviour of a fiveyearold, not a twnetyyearold. And then, the music changed from happy, bubbly to hard rock, which made me lean back and feel really cool.

My drawingskillz

2009-09-13T22:21:00.008+01:00

When I was a little girl, i always thought i was really good at drawing ducks

Now, I really like to draw elephants

I've never liked, actually I hated, to draw horses. I've never been good at drawing horses. They never look right.

What?

2009-09-08T22:32:00.003+01:00

It's all bollocks..

Let's hope i don't lose it completely

Popcorn?

2009-08-27T13:56:00.009+01:00

My gosh there's so much good music out there dancing wildly and out of control, and when it hits your ears it bursts into all the colours you've never heard before, and then your brain craves for more, and your thoughts feed of the colours and wander to places in your head you dont have

Have you ever fallen in love with a voice? I have.

Today was a good day for doing nothing. Listening to all the good music and lie in someones arms.

Spent the day looking.

You look at me I dont look back

and when you talk i simply walk

I screwed it up and thats a fact

Splishysplashy

2009-08-20T20:33:00.010+01:00

I've had too much time to think lately, working nights and everything. It's not healthy i tell you! In the end i always conclude with "livelin, that was a bit silly wasnt it?" anyway, so all this mindwandering is utterly meaningless, and i should stop it at once cause it only gives me grief and more stuff to think about. and that is a vicious circle, which is very hard to get out of. it will in the end make my brain itch, and i can not scratch my brain, cause its inside my head!

its all very frustrating

Here. Picture. From underwater in Indonesia. The one I took. Its nothing like the pros but its allright considering the camera I was using. Water it wicked, i love it.

Live and let live

2009-07-08T15:38:00.003+01:00

You're not weak if you cry for your life

you're stupid if you don't

Dis where I live

2009-06-19T18:57:00.010+01:00

and sometimes I take pictures of the place. Pictures from my hiking trip to Vassfaret

Shoulds and wants

2009-06-03T23:23:00.000+01:00

Okay, so i haven’t exactly been the blogger of the year for the last few weeks.. months. I’ve had lots of stuff on my mind though. Lots of things that needs figuring out, decisions that have to be made, and stuff that needs doing. And I don’t have the faintest idea where to start.
So, this will, sadly be a very uninteresting post about boring shit that probably only concern me. But that’s what’s on my mind at the moment, so take it or leave it

Lets start positive. I have decided how I want my hair. The problem is, that it will take forever to get it that way because the hairdo requires growing, and by then I’ve probably changed my mind.

I don’t know what to do next semester. I know what I want to do and I know what I should do. But should I do something I don’t want, and should I do something I shouldn’t do but still want?

I’m not comfortable here. I know I will get bored and my longing for new impulses and my natural instinct to move and see new things, be new places will in the end drive me loopy. Since what I should do is stay here.

I’m sick of doing shoulds. I want to do wants. I did a want last semester with a should on the side. It didn’t work out.

I have to tidy up my room.

That last one is a should because of someone else’s want. I’d rather not. I like it like this. I mean, who wants to see the floor anyway, it’s just brown and boring.

And then, I want tea. I can fix that.

The

2009-05-19T10:56:00.002+01:00

Is anyone missing me as much as i'm missing him?

I tried to do handstands for you, but everytime i fell for you

I'm permanently black and blue for you

Sides of the world

2009-04-19T14:08:00.005+01:00

When you think you’ve found the other side of the world, you were wrong. Oh so wrong you were. You thought that either, something is close to where you are now, or it's close to home. But, then, suddenly you realise that there is yet another side of the world. On the other side from where you are, and on the other side from home. No one told me the world had more than one other side of the world.

The taste of this joint

Fruittella

2009-04-08T06:46:00.008+01:00

In italy, they've got Nutella. You can get nutella on your pizza. In Bali, they've got nutella allright. I'm surprised i haven't found nutella on noodles yet. But they've also got Fruit-tella. that's right. It's chewy fruity sweets. I just ate some jellybean-style. I mixed three different flavours (apple, pinapple and orange) and made a fruitcocktail in my mouth.

And this would be the fruittellacocktaildrink, i don't know why there's a pineapple on a stick, i just felt it belonged there.

The cherry, floating absentmindedly in the drink is a whole other story. A story for another time and place. How a cherry can be absentminded when you would think there is no "mind" in a cherry, is just something you will never understand. The orange and the lime just didn't like the thought of being parted, so i put them next to eachother. The umbrella is just extremly bored and can only think of how much it hates onions. The pink sparkeling thing on a stick is having a hell of a time! It's just s excited about the pineapple on a stick, that's something you don't see every day!

Where did you come from?

2009-03-24T06:07:00.002Z

What do you write when you don’t have anything interesting to say? How do I know I don’t have anything interesting to say? Why do I decide what other people think is interesting? I can’t decide, but I can make assumptions, and base my writing on what I assume people think. But that wouldn’t be very interesting. To write about what I think other people find interesting.
Interesting
This is my third day in the hospital this time. I think I can go home tomorrow. I have typhoid fever. It’s not a death sentence, it’s just boring.
Last time, I spent 4 days here.
Was that interesting?
The D-key on my keyboard is gay
I want something fruity. Sweets, like mentos.
It’s sunny outside
I might be going to Tromsø to study after summer, if I’m not going to Kristiansand. Should I study sports? Or drama? Would I be a good actor?
Or should I just stick to the original plan and try to get into medical school.
How about a summerjob in the zoo this summer?
Or should I travel the world as a Divemaster and see the wonders of the world I love so much? Can I leave home again? What if I get sick. Again?
“Let’s grow old together
And die at the same time”

I want to fall in love again
Apes

Seafood

2009-03-16T07:45:00.001Z

Yesterday, we finally ate at the seafood restaurant down on the beach. I had the white shark. Oh yea. It was really good. I had some shrimps (really big shrimps) as well, and Kristin had the lobster. All, so good.

My view

2009-03-14T13:36:00.002Z

I've never understood why Scream by Munch is such a famous picture

cause I don't really like it

Visitors

2009-03-10T02:47:00.005Z

A 75 year old woman had had to male visitors in her house. One whom she claimed was considered her son in Islam cause she had breastfed him when he was a baby. The other man was delivering bread to the woman.

This was not believed by Saudi authorities, and the woman was sentenced to four months in prison and forty lashes for mingling.

Chacha

2009-03-09T07:31:00.001Z

I’d completely forgotten about this song. It’s groovy. I like.

I’m back at the hotel now, after four nights in the hospital. I have three plasters on my belly and walk like an old lady.

Listening to everyone outside having fun by the pool and listening to all the plans about going to the beach makes me really restless and annoyed with myself. I hate missing out on things, but at the same time, I feel really tired. I can’t walk more than a couple of minutes at the time, I can’t carry anything, I can’t talk much, and y’know, there’s the constant pain.

I’ve eaten cha-cha’s, which is just like m&m, only slightly better.

I miss my mum

Kasih Ibu

2009-03-08T07:25:00.004Z

Why do they always have to put labels on the apples? They’re annoying and hard to get off. I just ate a piece of it. Bleh.

Right then, this is the third day in the hospital. Or is it the second? I’ve been sleeping most of the time anyway. I had my appendix removed, and my gosh is hurt. I woke up from the anaesthetic screaming because of the pain, with nurses standing over me “painkiller yesyes, the best we have”. I’ve asked for more painkillers several times, but they won’t give me any.

I’m now in room 317, I have a pink wristband with my name on it, and tubes going into my arm. The other arm is covered with small plasters from where they’ve taken blood samples. I’m wearing a yellow dress-thingy, and it’s quite comfy.

Nurses are going in and out of my room to take my blood pressure, give injections of some sorts, or give me food. Yesterday they wanted to give me chicken porridge. How can you make porridge out of chicken? I didn’t eat it anyway. Today I had spaghetti for lunch. The English here is somewhat limited. I asked for spaghetti with ketchup. The nurse was like, “ketchup? Aaah! Chicken soup!”
Guh!
“no! ketchup!”
“aaah, kecup!”
And I thought that must be it, just with a little alternative pronunciation, but no. Kecup is some kind of nut-oil I think. It’s definitely not ketchup.

Honour murder

2009-03-05T02:27:00.004Z

A muslim man and muslim woman got married. The man was impotent, so of obvious reasons, he couldn't "complete" the marriage. What he did then, was to send the woman back to her father with the message that she wasn't a virgin, and that he didn't want her anymore.

The Father poured gasoline over his daughter and put her on fire.

Monkey

2009-03-03T12:18:00.007Z

The kvack is here, in my room. Or the doctor, the guy that gives us all sorts of pills.

I’m in for a new ultrasound soon, because my stomach still hurts, and my roommate is getting pills for somethin.. We're aaaall on drugs.

I went to the zoo the other day. Bali safari. And I got to pet a tiger and lion and hold a monkey. I especially liked the monkey. The lion tried to take a bite of my thigh, but other than that it was just lying there, really bored and annoyed. Like "wtf, piss off, this is shait, can I go now?"

The monkey on the other hand, was wicked! He lied on my chest, and picked my hair. And he ate one of the pearls on my necklace! Zamg. No worries no worries. The zookeepers job was to play with him, so he must’ve had a nice time, compared to the lion and the tiger. Bronney (the monkey) was ticklish. tihi

Bali

2009-02-23T02:12:00.008Z

Yes! Bali! It’s time for an update innit. Well, it’s great here. Really. The dogs and cats and monkeys all got rabies, so we’re not allowed to touch them, unless you want rabies ofc, but they mostly don’t care about us anyway. Being a dog here in Bali must be THE life. All day they chill out in the hot sun, and at night time, they eat and fight and play and just livvin it!

Oh! And there’s a place here, a restaurant near by, and they sell whiteshark. For food! I’m gonna eat there once. We saw them swimming round and round and round and round in an aquarium. And then I climbed up and touched one. I’ve touched a white shark. nanananananaa

Another thing here is the money. 1000 rp (rhupies) is worth about 0,6 norwegian kr. So I’m a millionaire! When I go to the cash machine, I take our 1,5 million rhupies. Shitmandude. They’ve got 1000, 10 000, 20 000, 50 000 and 100 000 notes, and 200 and 500 coins. And they’re made of plastic. Crazy

Nightlife here is wicked. We all hang out at Bounty and paddys, if not at eikon. But bounty is the biggest and best so far. A friend of mine here is playing there this Friday actually, which is really credz. Credz t00 y00 Svein.

"Bali fuck bloody orgasm scarlet lady hand job" is a drink. and it's green.

So, when I’m not surfing, or doing kickboxing, or any other sports with school, I’m just chillin by the pool. Mostly. Unless I’ve had anything with sugar in it, then I bounce all over the place. I try to read sometimes too. I try.

So far I’ve gotten about a gazillion mosquitobites so it’s a miracle I haven’t got the dengufever. I did however get parasites, which hurts really bad. And my appendix is swollen, so if I die, it’s because it exploded. The doctor was supposed to call me, but he never did, so hopefully I’ll survive. He’s the most generous doctor I’ve ever met, everyone who comes to him for help, comes out with a big bag of drugs. Seriously, a bag, a plastic bag filled with pills.

Right now, I’m at the café, which we also call the school. This is like, our place. It’s nice here, they’ve got internet, good food and they always play music. The most popular cd is Britney spears greatest hits or something. You learn to ignore it.

I don't know what that blue thing is, but it's glowing, and it's nice, but under it, you can see me

and Svein, rocking our socks. And there's the crowd loving us. I had way too much coffeein that night.

Could've been worse, i could've had too much alcohol, like last night. When i threw up in my own bathtub.

We went to Ibiza!

2009-02-10T10:18:00.001Z

Syyyre!

Tora and I

2009-02-04T00:02:00.001Z

Hi! You know what we did?
We wrote our names in ketchup
And mustard too
Where?
On a stone in the forest
Wicked I say

Do you know where we went?
We went to Rome
And Salerno too
Why?
Cause everything went wrong
I laughed so much that day

Do you know our friends?
They live in Oxford
All boys ofc
And then?
We shared a bath and drank power pints
And then I was sick

Do you know where we party?
Pacha, DVNO, space and amnesia
Dancing wildly
Trendy
we sneak in to VIP
cause we got skillz

Have you seen our video?
Once we danced at a gas station
Once we had vors
Youtube?
Once we frolicked in the snow
Once we drank tequila

Do you know us?
We’re the weird ones
We’re the once with funny things to say
Freakz!
We’re the ones with the good ideas
Wicked I say

Leaving Norway

2009-02-03T11:02:00.005Z

I'm wearing all white, really soft and comfy clothes. It feels like wearing a clean bedsheet. I'm feeling very alternative, like, I should do Yoga and drink green tea. Actually, I am drinking green tea, cause it's lush. I'm not however, doing Yoga. But How can I do Yoga when I don't know how to? I'd better not I think, I'd probably hurt my self. The probability for that outcome is probably high.

On monday, I'll start school, and Yoga is one of the subjects at school, so hopefully, I'll get the hang of it, and get fit like madonna. Safe

Leaving tomorrow. I've packed two toothbrushes. One blue and one white. It was a hard decision to leave the green and the pink one behind, but my mum convinced me it was for the best. The green one would probably get kidnapped by one of the lizards and i would never see it again. And the pink, is scared of flying.

WaxonWaxoff!

2009-01-29T10:09:00.007Z

I had a brazilian waxing done today

Cause my bikiniseason is starting in one week! BOya! It didn't hurt as much as people say it does.. I went to the dentist yesterday, that was much worse.

But then, I am young, and I heal quickly

Just look at the really big and colourful bruise I got on my thigh when I was skiing the other day. It's nearly gone already. Blast it. That was a really nice bruise, I wanted to keep that one, at least for a little while.

pants...

Life is lush

2009-01-22T20:07:00.007Z

I have been listening to songs we used to listen to during the russe-time, and ofcourse it made me miss it. Aw. I love being Norwegian. I.ve also been trying on my summerclothes. Dresses and such, and… it doesn’t look to good on me to be perfectly honest. But I am looking forward to go to Bali, even though there will be mostly girls there and they’re blond hawt superbabes. I’ll just get drunk! Leaving in 2 weeks! Zamg

But I’ve been busy you know. I’ve done some serious crashing-into-trees-with-snowboard-on-when-wearing-rabbit-ears-and-a-shiny-helmet. I have also done some tree-climbing, and then I got stuck in the tree. And you know, dancing about.

Tora and I’ve been sniffing paraffin.

Late friday night we drove to Toras cabin in Trysil, and then we got snowed in, so when we weren't frolicking in the snow, or getting lost in the forest on snowboard we burned an insane amount of firewood, made a nest of blankets, clothes and duvets. And then we ate a lot of cookies and sweets and good food. And carrots. I ate 2kg carrots this weekend. But what I really wanted to say was that all of this required my ultimate driving skillz cause we drove to a cabin quite far up in the mountains in the middle of the night. And the roads were icy as fuck. So points to me. /flex

That would be me on the picture. Tora, we pwn the world

New Yearz

2009-01-13T17:09:00.005Z

My oh my. It’s a new year, so a “happy new year everyone” is in order. Nothing much is happening in my life at the moment. I’ve been working a lot, just finished a row of nightshifts. I really enjoy working at night, but I miss the daylight. Not that there’s much of that in Norway this time of year anyway. But still.

I’ve read a book called “the island” and it was really really good. Sad, but with a happy ending.

I’ve pierced my left ear in two places. I got earrings in titanium this Christmas, and when I was certain I could wear them, I drove to my aunt and asked her if she could pierce my ear (she’s kind of a nurse, so she’s used to stick needles in people, and she pierced my mums ears a long long time ago). So she did. It didn’t hurt that much. But it was rather painful to sleep on my left side. Actually I couldn’t. It’s better now tho!

I’ve read another book, by Nikolaj Gogol, called Petersburgnovels, which was also really really good.

I’ve been snowboarding. Which is a new dimension of awesome. Cause it is hairy awesome. Like Vince Noir’s hair hairy-awesome. That’s how awesome it is. Although I don’t make much progress with my trixx.

My room’s a mess. Like always when I’ve tidied up. But I’ll leave in less than a month anyway, so no matter no matter.

I’ve learned about how life is spread across the universe.

Other than that, I’m a very small fish in the ocean, and I wear sunglasses because I dance. And “is” means ice cream in Norwegian and it makes me confused when I write. And I want ice cream.

Christmas

2008-12-28T00:28:00.005Z

Merry Christmas everyone. What's left of it. I've been working a lot, so chirstmas kinda wooshed passed without even a post-it on the fridge. I didn't even get to see "tre nøtter til askepott" or "reisen til julestjernen" Which is a small crime. I had to get up at 6 o'clock on christmas day, which i personally think is a violation to the human rigths.

I have, however spent lots of time with my family, the big one, with aunts and uncles and stuff and I've done some serious pepperminttea -drinking.

I've seen an old lady on bike wearing a hat, and I've done lots of driving. Mostly to work.

I’m leaving in 39 days.

We went to Rome.. Schpaa

2008-12-09T11:56:00.002Z

Tora and I went to Rome the summer 2007. And that is quite a long time ago, but we just finished the post about the trip, and you can find it here. Tah!

Bob Noah

2008-12-03T11:10:00.004Z

Advent is here! Which is wicked cause I love advent. And it’s snowing, which makes everything even better. I finished my exam, and it went fairly well I think, but I’m not too sure. I didn’t have time to re-read my essay before I had to hand it in. It was so long see. Typical. Hanyway, that’s over, so for the first time in a long time, I can enjoy advent and Christmas without thinking about some kind of schoolwork. I got the whole of December to do whatevah! I will ofcourse spend my time wisely like a always do. Well, I’m working. Quite a lot. But there’s no homework, and I like working. I wish I could work in a bookshop as well though, cause bookshops are cool.

Today I got a fish in my advent calendar, a reflex, shaped like a fish. So the carz will see me in the dark. It is very dark here now. Soon everyone will put lights out in the trees, and that’s nice. The fish is a salmon, and his name is Bob Noah, like our boat. We got two boats at our summerhouse. Lykkelise and Bob Noa. Lykkelise is kinda mine, she’s a rowboat, not too big, and very old, so I don’t know how safe she is anymore. But a little water never stopped me, I can swim!

Bob Noah, the fish, is on my bag and together we will do the salmon dance.

Life is short, Play more

2008-12-02T08:35:00.002Z

When the baby grows up to be an old man and dies
They bury his body in earth
But his soul
Goes to heaven

The drinker

2008-11-30T20:16:00.001Z

What are you doing?
I'm drinking
Why do you drink?
To forget
Forget what?
That I'm ashamed
Ashamed over what?
That I drink

Exam soon spoon

2008-11-25T19:22:00.005Z

Well, so I’m sitting here then, trying to learn english. I have my exam in 6 days, so naturally I started to read yesterday. But to be fair, I’ve never been so focused when it comes to schoolwork. I don’t mean to, but it’s actually quite interesting to read, and it’s not as hard as it used to be. I just read it, and learn it. No biggie.

I was gonna go snowboarding yesterday but they postponed the opening 'til today, so I was gonna go today, but they postponed it 'til tomorrow. Which is gay as fuck cause I’m working tomorrow. So that means I’m gonna have to wait til after my exam.

So, I have tea and mandarins (yesyes, clementines, fuck off) and it’s nice. I’ve read through the chapter about UK, which was awfully long considering the amount of information I got out if it. I could probably shorten it down to three or four pages and still get the essential stuff, which, in the end, is all you remember anyway. If even that. But that’s how most schoolbooks work anyway innit?

Yesterday I read through my sisters essay on “the challenges lined up for Obama”. It actually made me miss school, and I wanted to sit down and write my own essay. Heh, craZy!

The conclusion is probably that I like to learn, I just don’t like it when people force me to do it. I can’t wait to start uni.

I’ve been home about a month now, and I start to feel that it’s time to leave again. I’m looking forward to Christmas and everything, but I want to move, see new things, to new stuff, and I want more of the days where everything is unpredictable. So good thing I’m leaving in 76 days (not that I’m counting or anything).

And I've been watchin Lee Evans again. He's so fucking funny. My jaws hurt from all the laughing. You've all probably seen it before, but here's a short clip I especially like

If you haven't seen his show you should start immediately. Click here to start.

I miss England tho. I miss talking English and listening to people talking English. The british accent is pretty! Especially on pretty boys! Which I met a couple of, and I wouldn’t mind paying them a visit again.
Heh heh /spank

I still sometimes walk to the wrong side of the car when I’m getting in, but then, I did that in England as well, so I supposed I’m just confused on a general basis.

Hopefully my stay in England has improved my English so much, that the examiner don’t pay too much attention to what I know or don’t know about the things I should know.
Lets dance to joy division boyz.

Song

2008-11-23T11:45:00.002Z

When I am dead, my dearest,
sing no songs for me;
plant thou no roses at my head,
nor shady cypress tree
Be the green grass above me
with showers and dewdrops wet:
and if thou wilt, remember,
and if thou wilt, forget.

- Christina Rosetti

Oh la la! no wait..

2008-11-18T19:04:00.000Z

I'm not sure how I feel about this...

Dance

2008-11-12T19:54:00.001Z

Oh-Ah!
Just a little bit!
Oh-Ah!
A little bit more!

Take care of yourself

2008-11-11T22:13:00.004Z

Every time I go to work, I think more and more about how I don't want to become. Today I asked if someone wanted to play a boardgame with me. And they all said no. No!

Wh-what?

No?

I am sorry, is there something terrible important I've missed out on? No? You mean you got something better to do?

Most of the people have been here for a few years, three mabye four years. That's a lot of days where everything is the same. Same routines, same people, same everything. And when they do get the chance to do something different, they'd rather do the same thing they do every day!Which is to watch tv. Why? The news doesn't really concern you does it? All you do all day long year in and year out, is sit here. You want to watch and complain about a world you're not a part of anymore?

Cause there is so much complaining.

The place I work got a good offer when it comes to activities. There's something happening every day. things they can do, and chances to get out of their rooms. But they don't want to. They'd rather do nothing.

Most of the people there are not paralyzed, they've just slowly "decayed". They can't be botherded to move, and so the body stops moving when they ask it to.

Working

2008-11-09T21:48:00.005Z

So I’ve started a new job. Working with old people. I just found out I’m the third generation of my family to work there. My mum worked there and my grandma before her. Which is a bit weird.

The job, I like it. I like spending my time helping others and knowing that I make a difference in someone’s life. I talk to them, help them, feed them smile at them, and just trying to make their day better.

The other day I was feeding an old woman. She doesn’t talk much, but she answers if you ask her something. So when I got tired of talking to myself, I started to sing. I sang old children’s songs, lullabies. And then she sang along!

Vi har ei tulle med øyne blå
med silke hår og med ører små
og midt i fjeset,
en liten nese
så stor som så!
Så bløt som fløyel er hennes kinn,
og hun er deilig og tykk og trinn
med dukkehender
og to små tenner
i munnen sin.

Og hun kan bite i sine tær
og hun kan danse foruten klær,
og hun kan spise
og stå og vise
hvor stor hun er.
Og Tulla rusker i pappas hår
og ler og vinker til den som går,
og baker kake
og lar oss smake
på alt hun får.

I baljen plasker hun, kan du tro!
Vi hører aldri hun skriker no
Nei jammen skulle
du se vår tulle
hvor hun er god!

Home!

2008-10-24T21:43:00.002+01:00

Right, on my way back from England. Back to Norway! I’ve been looking forward to this, but now that I’m here, I don’t want to leave.

So much has happened here, and at the same time, it’s been very quiet. Some good things, and some bad things of course. But I’ve learned from it all, so no regrets. The stupidest thing I did over here must’ve been to fall in love. Which of course is ridiculous. And s’nothing I can do about it.

Anyway, my stay here in general. I’ve learned a lot about myself to sound a bit philosophical. I know more about my limits, and where it’s alright to push them, and where I shouldn’t. I’m “wiser” in many ways, because to know about myself, makes it easier to understand others. Not only because I know how I like people to treat me, but because I’ve found myself in lots of different situations which I had difficulty imagining before.

I’ve learned about my own crazyness, my weaknesses, what I miss and appreciate the most and how important certain things are to me. I know more about my abilities and I know that this trip has made me more independent and more confident. You could say I’m more prepared for the challenges to come :)

So many friends here in England I’m sad to leave, and so many friends in Norway I’m looking forward to meet.

I’ve grown to really like England, and I will miss the culture here, but not as much as I miss the Norwegian ways. Norway will always be my home no matter where I live. So I’m going home! And all in all, it feels good!

Accident

2008-10-17T13:01:00.003+01:00

I.. I kinda set fire to my physics book the other day.

I’m studying physics. Which means, that I sometimes, have to take out my book, and actually read it. Which I did the other day. I’d made some food, and was sitting by the table eating and taking notes from my physics book. As the apartment is a bit dark and lonely at this time of year, I’d lit some candles.

Then Foss knocks on the door, and happy to do something else but reading I got up. Foss comes in, and the first thing he says is: “it smells like burnt paper in here”

That’s nice, just make fun of my cooking. I'm not perfect, but i'm doing my best here!

Didn’t take too long till I realised he was in fact, right, it did smell like burnt paper in here. “Oh god, I knew I was a bad cook, but c’mon! What’ve I been eating! Gees”

But then I saw smoke, and there it was. My physics book was lying over the candle. It was on fire so I had to put it out, obviously. So using my amazingly quick reaction and perfect animal instinct, I put my hand over it. It certainly put the fire out, but you know, it wasn’t a very good idea after all. Cause it kinda hurt.
So, there's now a nice hole in my book. Burnt straight through 5 pages.

Emancipator

2008-10-16T08:01:00.001+01:00

Here ya go! I have already introduced some to the wonders of emancipator, and i figured I should put it in my blog so that as many people as possible get their hands on the link to this musical wonder.

I adore this music, and it's been playing on repeat for god knows how many days, and I'm pretty sure most of the people I know will feel the same. So clicky here pls. It's electronical and indie, at same time as it's a bit drum n basey. Perfect myes

I should mention another thing as well, I changed my name from Kida to Tink. Not that it makes much of a difference, but people actually call me Tink, and you are welcome to as well if you want. It's short for Tinkerbell, who is, according to Ktk, Josh, Josh, Jules, Jason, Zena and all the others, the disney character I would be. And as none of them were able to remember or pronounce my name correctly, they quickly decided to just call me Tink instead. And I kinda like it.

As I've cut my hair now, I probably look nothing like her, but i got the impression that it also had something to do with looking sweet and innocent, but being the cause of all the trouble. And that I'm small, obviously.

Blog action day ’08

2008-10-15T13:56:00.001+01:00

Poverty, not the subject we read most about in our fancy newspapers. As it’s been going on for so long, it’s not considered interesting anymore. In one way the newspapers are there to inform us, but it is also to entertain, and newspapers sell better if they write about our silly little problems here in the west.

We always want something new, “oh murder, how interesting! It was the third cousin twice removed of a friend of the uncle of a friend of mine when I went to kindergarden”. If the newspapers were to write about poverty, what would the subject be? “Oh yeah, Africa, poor as always, nothing’s changed there”

What I mean to say, is that I don’t think we fully understand what kind of situation they’re in. And how would we? If we’re not informed, how can we know? So this blog action day is good way to share information, and show others why it’s so important to help.

Facts and statistics are always good to have, but I couldn’t give you that, because I don’t know all the numbers or graphs, what I do know though, is what I’ve seen, felt and been told. So my contribution would be that.

South-Africa hosts many villas and fancy hotels, if you want a luxurious vacation, you can definitely get it in South-Africa. However, if you fancy driving through Johannesburg as a white person, you have to be in a car with locked doors and shaded windows. The hotels they once built for rich tourists are now unoccupied, and no longer a place for anyone. We drove through, we had to, to get to Soweto, the place “on the other side” of the city centre.

The first houses we saw, had walls around them and they had glued broken glass on top of the walls. These were the homes of black people who worked for white people in areas they were not allowed to live.

When we drove a little further, we came to the village where there was no longer any needs for walls. The houses weren’t even built of stone or cement. They used corrugated iron for walls and rooves. Just put together like a cardhouse. One “house” was the size of our middle bathroom. “Middle” bathroom? That puts things in perspective doesn’t it? We have a middle bathroom.

Anyway, they didn’t use it as a bathroom, it was a family’s home. There were loads of these houses! So many I couldn’t see to the end of them. There were children running around everywhere, and when they saw us, they came running towards my mum, because she’d brought a bag of sweets! You have no idea how happy they were! Their eyes were fixed on this bag of some chocolatey munchies, and they were so happy, they couldn’t stand still. When you see that, you just want to drop everything in your hands and run to get more.

I was only ten at the time, and as it was really hot, I had a coke in my hand, which I had been drinking without giving it much thought. I was just holding it down by my side, there wasn’t much left. Suddenly I felt someone pulling it, and when I looked down, there was a little kid desperately trying to take it, I let go, and he ran off with it. He had a sip, and then gave it to another kid, who took it and drank it while he was running away from the other kids chasing him.

We’re talking about maybe 1dl of coke, but it looked like Santa Clause had just had given them the best present in the world. They were all smiling, and the grown-ups looked really happy that their kids were happy.

The people there were lucky, once a month, a big truck came to the village filled with fresh fruit and vegetables. How very lucky, a truck, for 900 000 people. That’s really great. Imagine feeding Oslo on a truck with fruit.

This place is just by the mines, because the white people needed cheap labour for digging gold. Very generous of the white part of the population don’t you think? To spare this piece of land, just for black slaveworkers.

The man who showed us all of this took us to a very small graveyard. And next to it was an old shabby camping wagon with pictures from the Soweto-settlement. June 16th 1976, more than 500 youths were killed. Killed for trying to show the world how they had to live.

I think that’s a day worth honouring.

So in the end, all I want to do is encourage people to help and there are so many ways to do that.

Instead of going on a holiday to the white beaches in Thailand, take a trip up to the tribes there, or on your journey through Africa, pay a visit to Soweto. That way you can share what you’ve got, take pictures and show the rest of the world. Show those who haven’t been there. By going there yourself, the whole situation changes. All of a sudden it’s a lot closer. It’s not just some people different from you in another world that you don’t know. They are the people who shook your hand and smiled to you. They are the people in your photographs.

Easier even than that, you can help the helpers, by giving money, giving away your old clothes, toys and bikes. Buy the magazines which write about this, support those who’re helping. The newspapers may be a bit harder to get hold of, and a little bit more expensive, but it’ll help other people in their work for poverty. By doing that you’re helping too.

If you’re afraid of dying, it means you have a life worth living. Well, think of all the people who constantly live in fear of death because of starvation or a cold, isn’t their life worth living?

Three things:

2008-10-14T23:06:00.002+01:00

1. I tried fish and chips. And it was poo. The chips were so soft that I think they might’ve forgotten to put potato in them. Just some artificial-potato-powder-that-doesn’t-taste-like-potato-at-all and fat. Drowned it in fat. And the fish! Don’t get me started on the fish! First of all, it was covered in something greasy, presumably more fat (they deep-fry everything over here!). I managed to take that off, and tried to eat the fish at least! And that tasted like cod that had been in some stinky freezer for too long. And the freezer had been in a shed which was buried in dirt and belonged to a man with a big moustache and thick, really thick fingers. And then some idiot found the fish and made a feeble attempt to boil it, but got distracted by the cat trying to lick something off the floor, and then boiled it for so long that the little flavour that was left was all gone, and then he dipped it in fat. Why would anyone want to do that to fish? Come to Norway, and I’ll show you some proper fish.

2. I went to Dublin! Wicked. Basically, Mari and I, moved from pub to pub for two days. We did try to see some of the touristy-stuff in between all the pubs, but we figured, hey, Ireland! Pubs are culture! It was all good fun. The guys who let us sleep on their couch had a gig on Friday, so we went and saw them. Good good. Then we got even more drunk. [BLANK]

My godness, My guiness!

3. The new keane album. Of course. I am, and always will be a keane fan. And they just released a new album. If you want a well written, full review of the album, have a look at this. As the author share so many of my opinions, I realise there’s no need for another review. I just want to say that I got it, and that I really like it. I enjoy listening to it. And I mean just listen. I don’t need any other entertainment. Just listen. Keane’s music opens up for so many thoughts and reflections. It’s so nice and happy, when it’s sad at the same time. I find myself appreciating what I’ve got when I listen to keane.

My favourite is You haven’t told me anything. Not because it’s the best song, but because of the end bit where they use a choir (or something that sound like a choir). Just something about choirs I like. It sounds so divine. Like they’re making music for something more than I can understand.

Sadly, that’s the only part of the album that makes my belly tingle, my heart jump and give me chills down my back. So compared to Under the Iron sea.. well, that’s the thing. You can’t compare them, cause they are so very different. I think that’s why I like this album just as much as under the iron sea, even though under the iron sea is better.

So the conclusion is: please buy this album. Or download it. As long as you listen to it, I’m satisfied.

Hair cut

2008-10-12T02:10:00.000+01:00

Well, so I cut my hair. That's that. Gone

And it's autumn now, and it's pretty. I wanted to play football, but there was no ball. Then I wanted to play frisbee, but there was no frisbee. So I just danced about and climed on the ruins. Frolicing in the sun.

Haircut

2008-10-02T13:14:00.000+01:00

Ok, I need some help. As you can see there's a poll over there, in the sidebar.

I've had long hair for quite a while, and I kinda want short hair again.. I think. Not super short, a few cm under my ears. If you don't know/remember how I look with long hair, there's quite a few pictures in my blog, so just click here

So what do you think? long hair? Short hair?

This is how I looked with short hair, but the picture was taken 2,5 years ago

Stop! Dinnertime! durururu du du duru!

2008-10-01T12:56:00.000+01:00

You know, when you eat dinner and such, you as good as always got either pasta, rice or potatoes. Alone these supplements are quite boring, but with something else it’s all right. They’re not there to taste very good, they’re there because they’re cheap, and will fill you up.

My mum told me, that when she was young, they had to take two potatoes for every meatball, and before dinner they had gruel to fill them up even more, and in that way save money on expensive meat.

I live on my own here on England, as a poor student and my diet is thereafter. Yesterday I had pasta with potatoes for dinner.

They day before that, just potatoes. I used a stock cube to make some kind of flavoured water to put the potatoes in.

Rice cooked in stock cube is also a classic dish here.

I bought some canned food, so sometimes I eat that, but you know, it tastes like dog food. The soups are all right, but try to eat Chicken tikka masala from a box. It doesn’t taste like chicken tikka masala I can assure you.

Well, at least it’s better tasting than the turtle I had at Roskilde. It said turtle and meat on the box, and there were two types of round meatballs in it. One was slightly darker than the other one, but we couldn’t tell which one was the turtle, and which one was the meat.

Ost - ost ikke like

2008-09-28T13:53:00.000+01:00

Picking the cheese off a pizza takes a long time and makes your fingers greasy. And you get tomatosauce under your fingernails.

And it wasn't exactly the time of my life...

Designavagina!

2008-09-26T15:31:00.000+01:00

I go see Keane myes!
hah!

And about the heading.. A welsh lady said it on tv, with the welsh accent, and it sounded very funny. And it rhymes. soh, ta!

peace out

Washing machine: 1, Gate: 1, Me: 0

2008-09-26T15:29:00.000+01:00

I had a fight with the washing machine. I paid it a pound to wash my clothes. And it did, but then, when I went down to get the clothes out of the machine, it wouldn’t let me. The machine ate my clothes. That’s theft if you ask me. Can’t go around eating other people’s clothes. I specifically told it to wash my clothes, not eat them. I even put washing powder in. How can you possible misinterpret that?

So I figured I had to trick it to give my clothes back. I got another bunch of clothes that needed washing, put 50 pp in the machine. It immediately woke up and started spinning wildly. Clearly it wasn’t finished. When it did finish however, I took the clothes out of the machine, and put some more clothes in and started it for a quick wash, 30 minutes, that only costs 50 pp. Very clever. Yes, I had to pay to get my clothes out, but I also got another wash, so no harm done.

When I got back 30 minutes later, the door was locked again. But I made it very clear who’s the boss! Ha! No actually, I bribed it 50 pp to give me my clothes. So technically, the washing machine won. Beaten by a machine… *sigh*

All in all, I think it’s an improvement to be outsmarted by something as complicated as a washing machine. Only a couple of days ago, I was outsmarted by a gate.

The pie.. the PIE!

2008-09-25T15:00:00.000+01:00

I’m going to bed about three or four in the morning, and waking up about noon-one-ish. Which is quite early considering how it was in Bath. But when I get home from Bath on Wednesday (I’m going back for a quick visit this Sunday), I’ll try to turn my day around to more or less normal. Wicked.

I’m yet again, in a pub with free wifi, and my computer loves it. It’s going all spastic, installing and updating everything. Aww bless. I am, as I write, plugging in my mp3 player as well, and hopefully, it will have the same transformation or revelation or whatever makes it happy.

As I’m using someone else’s wifi, I feel obliged to eat or drink something, so I just had a banoffee pie! Boom baby! It wasn’t that good. Let’s face it boyz. The banoffee pie is overrated. It’s not THAT good. The banana was good. The caramel topping was all right, but the rest was a waste of space. But I tried it, and I feel more and more integrated in the English society as we speak. I still have to try fish n’ chips.

Hanyway, I’m all moved in and stuff now. I have my very own flat, which is awesome. I love living on my own, not with my parents that is. I wouldn’t mind living with more people though, like they do in bath. I would’ve stayed there, if I’d found a room. Which I didn’t. So I’m here, in a very quiet and small town. The good thing about it is that it’ll give me more time to study. Guh.

Oh well, Foss is playing again on Friday, which means we’re going out on the piss, lovely. Been too long since last time. All the time since last Sunday. Then we’ll be hungover for a bit, and then we’ll start drinking again, til we’re both utterly blapsd. Crazyawsome. I will dance and flirt and make a fool out of myself, but in the end it’s all right, cause the people around me will have something to laugh at, and I like making people laugh. So it’s all good.

The pie made me feel sick. Or it might've been the ice cream on it. The milk in the ice cream to be more precise..

Freshers week!

2008-09-22T15:26:00.001+01:00

Aight! So freshers week finally started! As I’m neither a fresher nor a freshers’ angel, they had to smuggle me in. Which wasn’t a problem at all, cause there was no one at the door. So all that was needed to get in was little bit o walking in to the pub. Easy peasy lemon squezy. I’ve walked before! Oh yeah! But they got me a freshes’ angel t-shirt, just in case, so everyone thought I was a second or third year.

Good thing about that:
- the freshers thought the angels was 2ql4school, and a bit scared of them
- I could talk louder, and I didn't have to stand in aline for the bar, cause they all thought I knew this place from the outside in.. something.. (It makes sense if you squint a little and tip your head to the left)

Bad thing about that:
- I didn’t know anything about anything, so I couldn’t answer any questions
- The angels wanted to pull hawt freshers, and the freshers were all too scared to pull angels.

I did however meet some very nice people. As I usually do when I’m drinking double vodka and redbull. Spirits makes me a bit hyper and.. you know.. CRAZY.. ehhehehe.. he. I remember a guy called Tim. (Like Tims machine! I know, it’s wicked) He was cute, and liked snowboarding, so 2 points for you there. I have no idea what I said to him that night, but clearly I made an impression, cause he remembered me the day after, and sent me a text. So we’ve talked a bit (a bit in this sentence means the limited way you can have a conversation when you’re only allowed 1773 signs each time you want to say something) and he seems all right. And he’s very cute. Did I mention?
I was completely pished off my face and most of the night is gone, voosh, gone. Don’t remember, which has happened a few times too often lately if I might say so. But as always I remember being really happy (which might’ve something to do with the amount of alcohol messing with my nervous system, but there’s no need be scientific about it) and happy is a good feeling.

So, shame I only got one of the days before I had to leave. I will go back next Sunday tho, and get the last day. Then I will stay til Tuesday, for Zenas birthday. That’s gonna be crazy. We’re all gonna destroy ourselves that night.