MMIX

The last

2010-01-01T13:46:00.002+01:00

This is the last blog post ever to be posted on MMIX.

It's been one heck of a year in so many ways, thanks to all of you for having stuck with me for so long.

If you want to keep on reading my ramblings, my new blog can be found here:

http://therubymeadowhawk.wordpress.com/

There.

See you!

Almost last

2009-12-29T19:08:00.009+01:00

Two more days now, and I'll finally be able to commence my quest of filling next year's blog with randomness. I'm actually rather stoked about it. I think people will have to subscribe for it themselves though, if anyone's interested. But nevermind that now, I will explain it better later!

In a way, I'm not sure if there's even any use in me writing any more blog posts here anymore, seeing as they will only "exist" for 48 more hours, and a bit more. But then again, I have things on my mind, and it's not like I'm going to delete this blog as soon as the new year announces its arrival (that would be madness), so... Well, at least ONE more! I'll see what I'm up for tomorrow.

Stunning.

Watching Big Bang Theory on Megavideo, or trying to anyway... Megavideo means 72 minutes of watching, 54 minutes of waiting. Unless you want to sign up for it and pay a monthly fee, which I have absolutely no interest in.

Vampire? XD

Oh! And talking about fee... Garry, I owe you a big thank you for generously giving me your free month of Live subscription on the 360, or whatever it is called. I owe you one.

Outside the house.

Ok... I feel this blog post is very formal for some reason, with me trying to mention as many trivialities as possible... haha. Oh well.

Dizzy.

Why do I always have so many emails to reply to? I love emails, I really do, and it's solely my own fault that I keep postponing answering them all until I have so many emails to reply to that I get scared and don't reply to any of them. Great strategy, right?

From the veranda.

Picture time! And, by the way, yes, my hair is very red. Very VERY red. I'm starting to think I won't ever get used to it. Today, when I popped by BodyShop, the girl at the counter happened to be an acquaintance of mine, and she casually noted "You've gone very red!" and I swear, it took me at least 3 seconds to understand what she meant. At first, I thought she meant my face. Duh, lizzm.

Anyroads, back to the point!

The view from my bedroom window. Snowy? Yes.

Barr yarr

2009-12-27T21:28:00.003+01:00

Ok.

Technically, if I want to reach my year long goal of writing one blog post a day, leaving me with 365 blog posts on the 31st of November, then... I'll have to write 65 blog posts in 4 days. Or, three and a half. Since this day is almost over, and it will soon be tomorrow. Yarr. Am I going to try? No. Is it tempting? ... not really.

Instead, I'm going to dye my hair tomorrow. Unless I cave and wimp out of it. I've done that before. But, we'll see. I can't predict the exact future any more than you can. Unless you're happen to be exceptionally good at such things. Or, in that case, what I just said WOULD be true... Ok, I'm going to stop confusing myself now.

And rather type out my resolutions for the next year. If I can remember them. I had them all in my mind yesterday, because I talked to Ben about it, so I'm sure they'll come back to me if I strain my mind a little bit.

1. DO NOT stress. Very important. Not to stress myself. Ever.

2. Relax more (!), and take the time to do unnecessary things. Without freaking out about having wasted time. No time is wasted as long as it's enjoyed.

3. Trust myself.

4. Listen to myself.

5. Do what I feel like doing, not what I feel I have to do.

6. Start doing yoga again, and regain contact with myself.

7. Take care of myself, physically and mentally.

8. Visit my lovely one as often as possible.

9. Do not rob myself of pleasures and things that make me happy.

Ok, I realise I have a lot of resolutions, but a lot of them sort of intertwine, so it's not that bad really. They're all things I have to do, in order to feel good about myself. Really. I've been neglecting myself too much this year, something which became very obvious in the end. It's not really something I wish to have repeated, at least not first thing.

Anyways. Nuff rambling. Barr. I want cuddles. Calins!

Snow

2009-12-27T11:03:00.003+01:00

NBNBNBNBNBNBNB!!!

2009-12-25T23:12:00.002+01:00

ERROR. FAILURE. FAILURE. MASSIVE EXTREME FAILURE.

I cannot believe I just wrote that Maxwell's Silver Hammer is to be found on the White Album. Oh deary me. The song belongs on Abbey Road. ABBEY ROAD. I'm not sure if I can ever forgive myself for this. Slip of the mind. Completely. Gargh. Abbey Road people, Abbey Road.

Real Love

2009-12-25T22:58:00.003+01:00

All my little plans and schemes

Lost like some forgotten dreams

Seems that all I really was doing

Was waiting for you

Truly one of the most beautiful song lyrics I've ever ever come across. Ah, John Lennon, your mind was so intriguing. Where did you get it all from? Almost everyone condemned the love between Yoko and John. Even I used to carry my pitch fork. As soon as I found out that it was a lot due to Yoko that the Beatles split... Or, at least that's what the general public tends to believe. I'm of another opinion though. I think the Beatles would have split up anyway, they were too different and in need of their own artistic outlet, that a split was pretty much unavoidable. Yoko simply just made them realise. They were all growing apart musically, and needed to develop their own individual styles. After all, the last few years the Beatles worked together as a group, there was no such thing as a true Lennon&McCartney cooperation... John wrote his songs, Paul wrote his. Let It Be and Yesterday both belonged to Paul, while I Am the Walrus was all written by John. In fact, John strongly disliked a lot of Paul's song at the end. Had it been up to John, then Maxwell's Silver Hammer would never have made it onto the White Album, he really couldn't stand that song, and still it's labelled as a Lennon&McCartney song. Odd, isn't it? Sometimes things are just so unavoidable that nothing you do can prevent them from happening.

And also, it really bothers me that a lot of people think that songs like Real Love and Imagine belong to The Beatles. They do not. They're both solely written by John Lennon, after the Beatles split. Keep up people!

My fingers are itching. My brain is itching as well. I need to be creative, I need to write. I need it so badly! I just don't know how to formulate myself. Too many ideas, not enough structure. I can't even gather my mind enough to write it all down. And it's frustrating me! Maybe all I have to do is to get to terms with myself, and relax. Relax. I guess that's the keyword.

.... itch itch itch itch itch itch itch.

Growl.

J'ai besion de la lune

2009-12-25T15:29:00.007+01:00

I have a feeling my blog isn't really read by anyone anymore. I don't know why this feeling has occurred, or if it's even slightly well founded, but I have a feeling that my words have become more private all of a sudden, as if they have not been absorbed by other minds.

My friend Kristine trying to solve the knots somehow.

And strangely (or perhaps not so strangely) this doesn't bother me at all. I'm quite through with this blog myself. MMIX, or 2009 as someone choose to refer to it, has nearly come to an end, and I'm feeling relieved. Yup, relieved is the best word to use I guess, the word that describes my inner state of mind and soul at the moment. I'm so relieved that this year will finally come to an end in a few days. It's odd in a way, the turn of the year has technically not got anything special to it, it's just another day followed by another day followed by another day, restricted in time by the human made calendar. But still... it always feels like a new start to me. To me it's never just been "another day", it's always been a great turn, a new chance, and new prospects and opportunities. And I swear to whoever is out there... this January is going to be a good one! I've had enough of bad Januaries, I really think it'll have to start smirking up to me soon in order to restore its good reputation in my books.

La lune.

I think I'll have to devote another blog post to my resolutions some other time - maybe I can make it the first post in my new blog? Because yes, I've already created a new blog for myself, for next year. It's still empty though, and I'll hand out the link to people I know will have pleasure in reading my endless ramblings when the time comes. This time I'm using WordPress, it takes a while get used to it, but once you do, it's kick-ass ossum.

J'ai frois!

Also, I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas eve yesterday! Or, I guess that's my Norwegian side talking... seeing as most of my readers are of foreign origin (seen from a Norwegian perspective), you've probably spent this morning, or will spend the evening today opening wonderful little presents from family and friends and spending time with your loved ones. We're having some distant family over for dinner today, that could be interesting.

Yup, that's actually a lake.

Went for a walk earlier today with two childhood friends of mine, they were going skating (my dad wouldn't let me join, because he kept insisting that "the ice is not safe", even though it's been more than -10 degrees for a week now), and I kept them company on the way to the lake. Then I left them to their happy skating, and went back home on my own. It was really beautiful. I couldn't see the sun at all, but it was still a sort of light spreading across everywhere. The moon was already in the sky (I don't think it even leaves at all these days), and it was bloody cold - but still, I didn't freeze, which must almost be a new record for me. Applaud me, anyone?

Beautiful, neh?

Merry merry

2009-12-24T15:12:00.004+01:00

I'm going to write you all a little blog post today, even though it's Christmas Eve today (ok, I realise that sounds strange, but that's what we say in Norway, today is Julafta). Watching the traditional Christmas marathon on the telly now, they send the same programs every Christmas, but I love them all, and they bring forth so many wonderful feelings within me! They're a really important part of the Christmas traditions, even if you don't really watch it, but have it on in the background while decorating the Christmas tree and carrying in the presents and putting them under it. Going to open them after dinner tonight, I'm so excited!

Got Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë in my Christmas stocking this morning: thanks dad! And about 20 tiny chocolate Santas, and just as many little chocolate presents. We just ate the Christmas porridge, and now we're getting ready to go to Church, before we pick up my grandma on the way back, and have dinner together. The Christmas tree ended up looking really beautiful! Took me a good hour to decorate it. Going to upload some pics for you, so that you can all see. We always put ranks of Norwegian flags on the Christmas tree. Is that strange? I think it looks really pretty though, with the colours.

God jul!

The day before the day

2009-12-23T18:17:00.005+01:00

First, I decorated myself and my grandma.

Afterwards my grandma decorated herself.

(Please note the pink Christmas decoration thingie hanging from her nose)

Popped by my grandma today, and helped her decorate for Christmas, like I always do. This year she didn't have a Christmas tree, so we decorated all her green plants instead, and the entire flat, as well as ourselves a little bit. It was a lot of fun.

For Ben: Christmas preparations in Langhaugane

2009-12-23T00:44:00.009+01:00

Hope I won't make Mrs Santa Clause jealous.

Fireplace in the background.

Spot the evil?

The book I borrowed at the library today, and that I'm currently reading.

Very odd book. Curriculum for next year. Yes, I'm a geek even during Christmas.

One half of the livingroom.

And my beloved Mac riiiiight in the middle.

Has to love the windows though.

Kitchen window.

Yes, blue cupboard doors.

Very 70s.

Home made blueberry pies!

Mucho yum.

My mum making "smultringer", or donuts, Norwegian style.

Written last night

2009-12-22T20:12:00.000+01:00

Take a few minutes, put everything else aside, and try to imagine your life for a day without electricity. Pretty common scenario, I know, but really, just do it. Try picturing everything you usually do, and then imagine someone taking the electricity away. Not that easy now, is it? The electricity disappeared 6 hours ago, just before I left to meet my friends, and it has still not come back. It’s only a couple of hundred people or so who are without power, but for some reason the people in charge seem to want to wait until the morning to fix anything. Hmpf. Oh well.

I must admit, it’s sort of nice being without electricity. I love candlelight and the peculiar ambience it creates (I was going to write “atmosphere” instead of ambience, but after thinking about the word for a while, it really didn’t make sense, so I figured I’d find a better one) and the feeling it awakes in me. By the way… is a feeling awakened in you, or is it given to you? Now, that’s something to ponder over. But at the moment, what bothers me the most is that I can’t check my emails, and I can’t make tea. I really fancy a cup of tea. I don’t often fancy a cup of tea like this, but now I do, I guess it’s because I can’t have it. I’m peculiar like that. My trail of thought just now: “Hm… I fancy a cup of tea. I think I’ll make one. Oh – but the water boiler runs on electricity, so I can’t use that one. I’ll just use the stove then!” It actually took me nearly a minute to realise that the stove runs on electricity as well. Haha. Oh well. My mum made a cup of cappuccino earlier, by placing water in a casserole on top of the fireplace. It worked fairly well, but it took a while, so I don’t think I’ll attempt it (seeing as bedtime is not too far away for me).

So now me and my mum are sitting in the livingroom (which is by the way fairly well lit by candlelight), listening to the radio that keeps losing signal every few minutes. She’s copying recipes and I’m writing this in Word. Which is nice. My dad has gone to bed – after having said goodnight, he picked up one of the candles and started singing the Santa Lucia song while walking to the bedroom. Completely normal.

One thing that’s nice about complete darkness though, is that the stars in the sky get so much brighter. When did you last truly appreciate the night sky? I’m betting it’s been a while. I was thinking about that when driving with Maria and Ingrid back from Hilde’s place, that the stars are so beautiful, and so incredibly numerous. And they’re absolutely everywhere. Do you think the first humans ever took the time to just lie on their back in a field, admiring the tiny shimmering lights in the sky and getting absorbed by the endlessness they represent? I hope they did. I like doing that too, but I can’t be alone when I start thinking like that, otherwise I just end up scaring myself. I do that a lot, by thinking. Don’t know why really, it just happens.

Are you looking forward to Christmas? I think I am. I’m looking forward to wrapping up the last presents tomorrow, and put them on top of the cupboard in the hallway. With all the other presents. There are so many of them! I wonder who they are all for? I think I must find a chair tomorrow and investigate a bit. Just a little bit. Because I really haven’t got a clue. But now I’m hungry! And I need food before going to sleep. Fooooood…

By the way, I found “the Great Gatsby” at the local second hand store today, it’s on my curriculum for last year, so I’m definitely going to read it this Christmas. At least I THINK it’s on the curriculum… Anyway, I know it’s a good book, so I’ll read it anyway. But yes, food.

In My Life

2009-12-18T10:15:00.002+01:00

Summary of 2009
(Inspired by Angela)

JANUARY
Worst month of the year, comme d'hab. Got my heart broken, took months to fix, in addition it was dark, unpleasant and just... dark. *growl*

FEBRUARY
Just flew by in a rush really, I can't really recall what happened then, it's all pretty much just a big blur of darkness, dark colours and maybe an inkling of light.

MARCH
Study trip to York, 10 days with the most awesomest bunch of people EVER, made a lot of new friends. The trip restored my faith in human kind. Got to visit Leeds as well, and also meet Garry for the first, and hopefully not the last time.

APRIL
... April? Probably started looking around for a new flat, found one pretty fast. And revised. A LOT.

MAY
Exams FTW, both with fairly satisfying results, if I may add. So that was good. My first oral university exam ever, was completely horrifying, but I kicked ass. Went back home to fair Jölster afterwards, and had a few days off before starting work.

JUNE
Work work work work. Rain rain rain rain. Cold cold cold cold. And a bit of sun every now and then. Plus moving from one flat to another.

JULY
A week of work before heading off to France for the first time! Met Ben, awesome person that he is, and ended up "missing" my flight back to Norway on purpose. Then, after two weeks in Amiens, having visited Paris and Normandie and Calais, I took the TGV from Lille to London, where I met my friend Lee for the first time. I got to spend a nice couple of days at his (including Cambridge and London) before returning to Norway, having spent one awesome vacation abroad.

AUGUST
I properly move into the new flat. Ben comes to stay with me in Bergen for a week and a few days, after having travelled through Denmark and Sweden to Norway. I'm a mentor for new students at uni, together with a wonderful gang of other fellow students, and we have a very successful week together! Ben gets to meet a lot of my friends. Then uni starts for real, and I spend too much money on books, and Elin and Anne Mari moves into the new flat as well.

SEPTEMBER
Anne Mari changes her mind, abandones us and moves out. Stian moves in. He kicks ass. I celebrate my birthday with lots of lovely people. I buy tickets to France, I hang out with my lovely uni friends, and I spend a lot of time at the study hall.

OCTOBER
I spend the first week in France! Ossum possum. Then I go back to Norway, catches a virus, and is ill for the next four weeks. Grr.

NOVEMBER
Elin informs us that she's planning on moving out as well, and move in with her boyfriend instead. Causes an unnecessary amount of stress for us. My cat dies, I'm still ill with the bloody virus that keeps messing around with my body, I revise too much, I'm very stressed, I almost break down the day before my last exam, I have my exams, and go back home.

DECEMBER
Elin moves out, leaves us without sofa, TV, pans and casseroles, and vaccuumcleaner. FAIL. France, pendant deux semaines. WIN. Got a B on one of my exams. Double WIN. Haven't got the result from the other exam yet, but it'll probably come within a few days. Going back to Norway on Sunday to celebrate Christmas with my family. It will be nice, but I sort of don't want to. Unless I get to bring Ben with me. In my suitcase. Sneaky snooky.

How your year been?

More flashbacks

2009-12-15T11:22:00.003+01:00

Lego rocks, m'kay?

Ninni, our grandma and me.
Good days.

x

The night before

2009-12-14T11:17:00.004+01:00

So... Voila! Yes, I am indeed very much alive even if it might not seem like it. I figure it would only be fair for me to keep you up to date with my latest adventures and experiences, so... Right now, I find myself in France, sitting on Ben's improvised double bed on the floor of his bedroom, listening to the Beatles while he's revising a mixture of law and Catalan. Soon he's going to drive me to centre ville, before attending his lectures - because, well, the Christmas shopping has to be done at some point, and I can't attend his classes anyway (it would be too scary, they're all in French and about labour law and contract law and civil law and Gordon knows what not).

... I really don't like this keyboard (none of the keys are where I expect them to be, so writing ANYTHING takes me forever), so I'm just going to give up on the whole "typing a lot of useless rubbish" and rather post some pictures instead. Seeing as Ben's laptop hasn't got bluetooth, and my laptop can't be connected to the internet, because the Barbier internet software is for Vista, not Mac. So I had to transfer the pics from my phone to my laptop, and then using a memory stick to upload them on Ben's laptop, so that I could post them here! *puh* Worth it though.

The pics are from my gran's photoalbum. I apologise for the bad quality (although I think it rather charming), I took pictures of the pictures with the camera on my phone (which my the way is a kickass camera, the lighting was just pretty crap). Just to provide you with a glimpse of my past, sort of. Enjoy.

Me, in the bathtub, with a childhood mate of mine.
... I'm so friendly.
:3

x

An apple a day does not keep the dentist away

2009-12-04T11:30:00.005+01:00

I usually don't have anything against dentists, or dentist's offices, or people with white pieces of cloth covering their faces violating my mouth, but this morning I noticed something that literally gave me the creeps. I've never had any cavities, so my visits to the dentist have always been rather innocent affairs. My appointment was at 8:30 this morning, and the assistant welcomed me happily, asking me what I was up to now, and how my grandma was, and all sorts of nice trivial questions while taking the x-rays of my mouth. Then, she led me into the dentist's office. I've had the same dentist for... forever, really. So, she too knows who I am (that's what you get when you live in a tiny place like Jølster), so she conducted a similar inquiry, and I happily told her about university, and my Christmas plans, and everything else that would serve as answers to her questions. Eventually I sat myself down in the notorious chair, opening my mouth to provide her with access to my teeth and gums and whatever she was planning on looking at in there. Then I saw... IT. I'd turned my head slightly to look out the window while she was fiddling around with her instruments, and noticed a bunch of hand puppets sitting nicely lined up in the window sill. There were dogs, and cats, and all sorts of animals, which obviously was charming enough, BUT. Yes, there's always a but. The hand puppets, the lovely adorable little animals, had teeth. And not normal animal fangs, but HUMAN TEETH. Artificial teeth, sown into the mouths of the hand puppets! What on earth? I do understand that funny looking hand puppets have a soothing effect on petrified little children, but had I been presented with an animal hand puppet with teeth similar to those of my grandma, I would've just freaked out even more. That's my point of view anyway. What do you think?

Pre-Christmas-Stress

2009-12-03T23:49:00.004+01:00

Puh. I thought I was going home in order to relax and recover from the mental exhaustion of my exams before turning my nose southwards, but instead I've been constantly preoccupied by one thing or another, and I haven't really had the time to relax at all. I can feel it on my entire body, it screams for me to start eating better, to relax more, and to stop constantly being on the move. I have to listen to it soon. *growls* I hate stress. And the worst part is, it's not even really stress, it's just... preparations. For everything.

At least all the Christmas shopping is done now though! Or, almost. I've sorted all the letters and postcards and presents for my lovely friends abroad, I've bought the presents for my parents, I know what to give all my friends from back home. I still don't know what to give my grandma, but then again, I never do. No matter what anyone gives her she always turns it into something else. Like, if you give her a scarf, she uses it as a tablecloth. Presents for my uni friends I don't have to worry about until after Christmas, seeing as we're going to celebrate Christmas together in January, when we're all together again. I'm actually shipping 7 presents/letters/Christmas cards abroad this year - 4 to the UK, 1 to Germany, 1 to South Africa and 1 to the US. New record, me thinks.

The present for my French buddy I will bring there personally.

*skips around all excited*

SUNDAY, how I long for thee.

My grandma

2009-12-02T21:38:00.003+01:00

I simply can't say it often enough... my grandma is truly unique. And I love her to bits. She's just... indescribable! Really! You have to meet her and get to know her to know what I mean. There are just so many levels to her, sort of. I keep discovering new things. I'm finally starting to realize what a long and eventful life she's led, she's experienced so many things, good things and bad, and everything she's ever lived through is there in her brain, just waiting to be discovered by someone else, anyone who's willing to listen. And I am willing to listen, very much so too. And she's really fond of telling me old stories, especially since she knows how much I enjoy listening to them. And our conversations... they're so deep! It's amazing. Usually you'd expect someone my grandma's age to be rather conservative and narrow-minded, but... my grandma... she's so OPEN to everything. I know that her siblings and her mother always saw her as "the odd one out" when they were little. Like, today, she told me about when her sister got pregnant, unmarried, at the age of 19. Keep in mind that this was in the 30s, my grandma was 16. To my great grandma, one of her daughters getting pregnant without having a boyfriend or husband was almost like the end of the world. My grandma on the other hand, simply couldn't see what it was that made it so wrong. I'm proud of my grandma. She's always been a bit of a loner, she really enjoys her own company, and the love of her life is long lost, but she's always true to herself. And I admire her for that.

Also, she pointed out to me how she was sure her grandma had been a witch. She said she wanted to try the theory out on me, because usually when she mentioned it to people, the standard reply would be "nah, I don't believe in such things as witches and the supernatural". But I don't think my grandma would believe such a thing without having at least some sort of proof. My great grandma (my grandma's mum) married a Same (Samer are the native people of Norway, living up north), which of course was considered a great shame at the time. Back in the 19th century, and even a good deal into the 20th centuries, the Samer where heavily discriminated against. So, when my great grandma married one of them, her mum heavily disapproved. So, when my great grandma and her husband were to take over the family farm, her mum (my great great grandma) told her that "a lot of tears will be shed on this farm", due to her heavy disapproval. And that foreshadowing turned out to be very much true indeed. Her husband (my great grandfather) was soon killed (he was pushed off a cliff), and left her (my great grandma) alone with 4 little children to raise all by herself. Something which obviously was hard. Running the entire farm on her own obviously left no time for the children. I don't think my grandma remember her mother too fondly, I think she was rather strict and serious, which is almost understandable due to the circumstances... Then one of her daughters got pregnant, like I mentioned, and her only son ended up mentally ill (he was the one who first found his father dead, he was only 10), and died at a young age. Both my grandma's other sister and my grandma were sent away to work when they were very young. My grandma's not had an easy life, but she's handled everything that's been thrown at her extremely well.

Now my grandma's the only one of the four siblings still alive. And I asked her today, if she's afraid of anything. She told me that she's not. Not anymore. She said she didn't think there's anything to be afraid of, not even death, because it's unavoidable. When she was a kid, she wasn't even afraid of the dark, she told me.

Then we went on to talking about supernatural things, what happens to our spirits when we go on, the unknown capacities of the human brain, paranormal activities... Let's just say, such conversations are completely normal, we always end up going way deep when it's just me and her. It's almost like it's only me and her in the entire world, right there and then, having these conversations with her almost makes me forget about the outside world while they're going on. It's actually rather strange.

My grandma's often told me how the only thing they learned in school was the Bible. She remember having one hour of natural science, but that was all. She never went to university, or college. Still, she's one of the wisest people I know. Simply because she's allowed life to teach her things, she's embraced every experience with her arms wide open and a will stronger than anything, and she's always kept her eyes open, and her mind open for influences. She's taught me a lot. She was the one who tied me how to tie my shoes, we used to have pillow fights in the living room, we also used to built castles with chairs and carpets and pillows. We used to go for long walks, to the local grocery store, where we would buy buns and tiny cartons of juice, and then we would go to the playground nearby and climb up into one of the play houses and sit there for a while. She taught me how to cut grass the old-fashioned way, with a scythe, she taught me how to gather water in the river when we spent our summers at the cabin, she's taught me a lot about plants and flowers and how to tend to a garden. She's taught me right from wrong, and she makes the most wonderful oatmeal porridge, and the most wonderful waffles. She's very important to me. And I realize how lucky I am to have a grandma like that. She's always been my only grandma, sort of... my dad's grandma was of the more old-fashioned kind, and seeing as she died when I was only nine or ten, I never really grew close to her in any way. To be honest, I'm not even sure she was too fond of me, or kids in general. I was "too noisy" for her. My mum's dad I've never met, and my dad's dad died when I was very little. I remember him vaguely, because we have a lot of pictures, and I think he was fond of me. But... the way my grandma's always been there for me means a lot.

Hope you've enjoyed reading this, I sure as anything enjoyed writing it.

Miff

2009-12-01T23:55:00.003+01:00

Ok, so I haven't written a proper blog post in a while (blogs with oh-it's-so-fun-to-take-random-pictures-of-myself-and-post-them-as-a-blog-post-when-I-can't-be-bothered-to-write-anything does not count), but to be honest, I still don't quite feel like it.

BUT!

The lucky person who will be receiving a cookie in the mail is... *drum roll*.... ANGELA hun! (yes, it was my hair, I "reversed" it, combed it the exact opposite of what I usually do, and it felt SO odd) Sorry Lee, sorry Davis, better luck next time. Haha, also, it's fun that I know exactly who the comments are from, even if they're posted anonymously. *grins* I'm so cool.

Post lots of comments, people who read this! Tis amusing.

Also. Did you know that when I was younger, and first started engaging myself in the world of Monty Python, I actually thought that "lumberjack" was a kind of bird, seeing as the lumberjack was "skipping from tree to tree". No need to say my English was pretty crap back then. Hah.

FRANCE ON SUNDAY OMG. Literally, oh my God (everybody knows that Ben is the self-proclaimed God of the universe). *winks*

SO looking forward to it.

Cannot wait.

Hmpf.

Gonna go finish reading New Moon now.

Honestly, if Edward disappears AGAIN I'll just have to bitch slap zat glimmering bloodzucker across ze feiz.

Unspottable

2009-11-28T20:27:00.004+01:00

Alright.

Notice anything different?

Getting it right means free cookies.

Love and the like of it

2009-11-24T18:41:00.003+01:00

I love Britain. I really do love Britain. Yeah, I know it's a major class society, with fatty food, a minimum of 10 pubs per square kilometer, shedloads of crime, horrible youth mobs, corrupt politicians and so on and so on, but... I can't help it! You know how one says love is for better and worse? Yeah. Nuff said.

Right now I'm listening to the Uni of Hertfordshire Student Radio. Why, you ask? Because apparently one of Alex's friends is the host of this radio show "the Tom & Sam Show". Sam, he's called. I've never met him, but he added me on Facebook when I was dating Alex, so I receive his status updates with links to the student radio at least 4 times a week, so... I sort of just had to check it out! Pretty awesome, I must say. It's all about music! And two British hosts with massively awesome British accents! Sam's from the big B (Bristol), the other one, Tom, I haven't been able to locate on a map yet, but... nah, who cares anyway, as long as their accents send shivers down my spine!

Oh, by the way. Fancy a listen? Click here. Go on, you know you want to... *winks at*

... I so so so desperately want to go study in the UK next year! If I can't get into a uni in Wales, I'm defo going to York. I miss York SO SO much.

England, I long for thee!

2009-11-24T00:18:00.002+01:00

And... I just forgot to upload the pictures I was intending to post in the first place.

Ninja. Wuh-pah!

The Mirror Effect.

Truth

2009-11-24T00:17:00.000+01:00

Very.

Tired.

?

2009-11-22T16:05:00.003+01:00

I'm going to post yet another blog post JUST because I want to say:

THANKOO FIONA FOR REPLYING TO SO MANY OF MY BLOGPOSTS!

*skips around in glee*

Big hug to yoooou!

Wup wup wup!

And now I'm going to do something I hardly ever do on here... post a smiley:

Ok, update.

List of favourite words have now multiplied itself:

Jollification

and

Glee

Goodbye.

Oddities

2009-11-22T15:56:00.002+01:00

Have you ever looked back on your childhood friends and classmates, and realized how scarily few of them you actually properly knew?

I just did.

*shivers*

Come to think of it, I think I can honestly say I properly knew about... 3 or 4 people in my class. And even those people I can't say I know anymore! And the rest of them, I didn't really know at all. Even though I spent the best part of my first 9 years in school with them, and hung out with all of them on a daily basis.

Odd. Very odd indeed.

Improvised cursin'

2009-11-22T09:58:00.003+01:00

Nibbswicket, twang, slugmucket!

I'm SO ready for my exams to be over!

And also, one more thing (before I return to my revising)... WHY am I growing so fond of the Twilight series? I read book one a while ago, found it... well, ok. Not bad, I like the idea, although Bella is exceptionally whiney... And also, I watched the movie before I read the book, so I never got to make up my own pictures of the characters, so they all look like they do in the movie... mgfph. But, now that I'm halfway through the second book (it's easy read) I all of a sudden find myself all ecstatic, hoping and praying that Bella will see sense and hook up with awesome werewolf Jacob Black instead of that shimmery bastard of a vampire that just ran off and left her broken hearted.

Am I being VERY teenage now?

(Btw, the "improvised" adjective "teenage" in this clause functions as a subject predicative, since "to be" is a linking verb and requires another sentence element, WHICH again reminds me that... *scowls over at the enormous pile of grammar notes and books where the dinner table used to be*... I have to return to my studies. *sulks*)

Yes, I got up at half past seven this morning.

Far too early on a Sunday.

*growls*

Only ONE MORE WEEK!

Boo

2009-11-21T21:25:00.003+01:00

Nice things that have happened lately:

- It's been raining a lot at night, which means I can listen to it whilst sleeping. It's been giving me good dreams.

- Tomorrow it'll only be two more weeks and I'll be heading off to France.

- Visiting my grandma last night. And the first thing she said when I'd removed my coat and sat myself down on the couch was (almost as if it came as a bit of a shock to her) "you keep getting more and more beautiful every time I see you!". I said thank you, and smiled.

- The radio that started to play George Harrison the second I stepped out of the shower earlier on tonight. My Sweet Lord.

- Dancing around the kitchen whilst making lasagna, singing along to the Corrs.

- The fact that random French verbs keep popping up in my head at totally random times.

- Reading Narnia and smiling due to Clive Staples Lewis' jolly and extremely British way of writing.

Why don't you make your own list?

I dare you.

Number 3... number 3... number 3... number 9...

2009-11-19T20:46:00.004+01:00

Ok.

For those of you who've been complaining that I don't update my blog often enough... Well, hello third blog post of the day!

... Hmpf. I'm really glad I'm not homeschooled. Just imagine how odd I would turn out then! Just me alone with my brain 24/7 without any influence from the outside world is NOT a particularly good idea, I've come to find. It's as if all my contributions to potential conversations are gathering up in my brain without finding an outlet. Which is making my brain work full time, a lot. And makes my imagination run crazy. In a good way, but still! My brain constantly being occupied with other things means that it's harder to focus on anything specific. Which is not good. Seeing as I have my first exam on Friday. As in, next Friday. *shudders*

Exam nerves, go away! I don't like you. *scowls at*

But! I'm starting to realize that, if everything works out, I'm actually going to the UK in August/September next year. Wow. W-O-W. I can't believe it's time to go abroad already. Or, not already (it's still only November), but it's almost time to start applying. I've already spent 1 1/2 year at uni... Wtf? What happened to time? o.O

Ok, I think I'm going to stop watching Family Guy and go read the last four sets of lecture notes that I have to, according to my plan, get through before tomorrow. No idea what I'm actually going to revise tomorrow though, but... Sociolinguistics, maybe.

Restless.

Hmppfgtm.

(P.s. Title = reference to the only Beatles song I've never managed to listen all the way through, Revolution #9)

I think the pictures speak for themselves.

2009-11-19T19:13:00.007+01:00

Borrrred.

Nerves

2009-11-19T12:48:00.003+01:00

So, my guidance councilor at uni is going to call me in like... 11 minutes. And I'm dang nervous. Why? I haven't got a clue. Probably because I'm not too fond of talking with strangers on the phone, but... that shouldn't really have anything to do with it. Really. I think it's more the fact that, if all goes according to plan, she'll be able to give me the answers to all the questions that have been complicating themselves in my mind over the past few months. Gagh. This shall be fun! 10 minutes now. And, I sure do manage to write a lot of randomness in one minute! *proud* Doubt I can keep this going though.

*stops typing for a while*

... Ok, 8 minutes. *heart pounding*

*sh-es heart*

*heart refuses to listen and keeps on pounding nonetheless*

*scowl*

...

OK.

7 minutes. I'm ready. I have my notebook and everything, and all my questions written down so that I won't forget any. And I have a pen. That works. In case I'll have to take notes.

6 minutes. I wonder if I would still be this nervous if I were to see her in person? I think so.

*looks out window without really seeing the window, let alone what's outside*

Ok, 5 minutes. Shouldn't she call soon? *gets worried* I wonder if all computer watches are 100% synchronized. Now, that's a thought...

Ok, I think Ima go into the livingroom. Reception in my room is crap.

*leaves*

...

... Ok. First of all, I'll stop repeating the word "ok". Second of all, I think I'll have to wait until after my exams before I start thinking about where to study, how to apply etc etc etc. All the work that it involves is clearly not something I can combine with revising! Thank Ben that I don't have to apply for anything until January 15th.

Bad news

2009-11-18T15:06:00.003+01:00

Ok, now I'm sad.

One of my best friends in Bergen just told me that her boyfriend broke up with her earlier today... I feel so so so sorry for her, and it pains me that I'm not there to give her hugs and ice cream and comforting words! Or, comforting words I've already given her, through MSN, but... it's much nicer having someone that can actually hug you when you've had your heart broken into a million pieces. Like, last time someone broke up with me, I went home to my mum. And she hugged me a lot. It didn't really make it hurt less, but it helped, knowing that I had someone, sort of.

And my friend hasn't had it too easy lately either... her granddad died a month ago, very suddenly, so she's been pretty crushed about that... and now her boyfriend breaks up with her, right before her exams. I'm sure she'll be ok, she's very strong and very good at handling things. But it's always crap when these things happen.

I'm going to go see if I can find something nice to send her, since I won't be going back to Bergen until Sunday. Like, chocolate, a nice card or something, and something nice to read. Or maybe a drawing? I'll see what I can do!

Days

2009-11-18T11:12:00.001+01:00

"The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant friendly party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away".

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

2009-11-16T22:04:00.001+01:00

The Call

Regina Spektor

It started out as a feeling

Which then grew into a hope

Which then turned into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back

When you call me

No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing

Doesn't mean it's never

Been this way before

All you can do is try to know

Who your friends are

As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon

And follow the light

You'll come back

When it's over

No need to say good bye

You'll come back

When it's over

No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning

It's just a feeling and no one knows yet

But just because they can't feel it too

Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger

'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back

When they call you

No need to say good bye

You'll come back

When they call you

No need to say good bye

...

Such a pretty pretty song.

*sighs*

Taking minutes

2009-11-16T15:53:00.003+01:00

Strange undefinable squeaking noise outside my window, where are you coming from?!

3:53 PM.

... Eurgh... no more sweets for me... me wants proper salty dinner-food...

3:54 PM.

... Ok, back to my exercises on word order. If only grammar exercises could make me fit as a fiddle... That's a hypothetical use of "could" by the way.

3:55 PM.

Too much dinner. *yawn*

4:21 PM.

I don't particularly like having to explain why unusual word order is unusual and not usual. Grr. Not my favourite part of the curriculum, so to speak.

5:02 PM.

Listening to music, singing along and half forgetting to actually pay attention to what I'm doing. I'm liking it! "The world is a hungry place..." *hums*

5:45 PM.

... *starts sketching draft for Christmas cards instead*

7:47 PM.

Can't find any paint brushes. Except from one. That's way too big. *sulky face*

8:06 PM.

*pauses "the Awakening" by Kate Chopin that's playing on iTunes, and starts reading "English with an Accent: Language, ideology, and discrimination in the United States" instead*

8:07 PM.

Research

2009-11-15T21:31:00.005+01:00

I really do have a fascination for gemstones and stone necklaces. I can't really explain why, I guess it's just the idea of wearing a small and almost eternal part of nature close to your heart.

I bought a very pretty amethyst necklace today. Apparently amethyst is Greek for "not intoxicated". It's been used by the ancient Greek, the ancient Egyptians and the Anglo-Saxons, as protection in battles or to prevent intoxication (including getting drunk, haha). According to Chinese medicine, amethyst is supposed to help against stomach pains and bad dreams, and is valuable in treating the central nervous system as well as the brain, clearing one's thinking process, freeing the way to clearer thinking.

And I quote:

"It also produces a peaceful sleep with pleasant, healing, and often prophetic dreams. However it will also ensure that its wearer doesn’t oversleep. It is a spiritual stone, with no negative side effects or associations with violence, anger or passion. It is a stone of peace. It calms fears, raises hopes, lifts the spirits, and promotes thoughts of the spiritual reality behind our lives. It wards off guilt and self deception, curbs overindulgence, and bestows good judgment. It calms emotional storms and in situations of potential danger, it will come to your aid. It also lends courage and is a powerful amulet for travelers. Worn, it protects against thieves, harm, sickness, and danger."

For source, click here.

Yeah, maybe I am a bit superstitious. Or, I wouldn't necessarily call it superstitious... I just like the idea of nature being able to heal you and influence you. And if amethyst doesn't sound like the perfect gemstone for students, then I don't know what does!

I'll wear it when I go to bed tonight. I usually always have some sort of strange (but pleasant) dreams, but... let's see if the amethyst makes a difference, shall we? Interesting!

Painfully happy where?

Goodnight.

Dancing by the river

2009-11-15T18:39:00.004+01:00

You have to have a dream!

If you don't have a dream,

how can you have a dream come true?

It's from a song. Which name I don't remember. That I heard on the radio. But it makes sense doesn't it? I think it's pretty. Just makes me want to dream a whole lot more!

Once again, I'm rediscovering my old taste in music. And by that, I mean that I'm rediscovering artists I used to listen to, but have forgotten about for some reason. Like... Kate Bush and Regina Spektor. Love. Autumn music! Especially Kate Bush. Reminds me that as soon as I finish my exams, I want to read Wuthering Heights. I've read half of it, but that was ages ago, and I would like to read all of it.

Also, making spaghetti bolognese in the kitchen whilst listening to riverdance and eating strawberries from the counter is pretty ace. The fact that the music made me pretend to be a riverdancer in the very middle of frying the minced meat only proves I'm getting better. YAY!

Afterwards I'll have to go study some more... Because I want to go to England next autumn, and if I am to be accepted then my grades will have to be good! So, that's my motivation. I can do this, I know I can.

... Bloomin' stove that takes ages getting warm. I'm pretty sure it took 20 minutes for the water to boil. Or, maybe not 20, but 15 at least!

I want to go to Ireland! (!!!!!!!!!!!!)

A lot a lot a lot!

Flashback in the bathroom mirror

2009-11-14T23:43:00.003+01:00

I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror just now, brushing my teeth... When this thought struck me. Or, I wouldn't classify it as a mere thought, more a realization of sorts, or, you know... a glowing lightbulb above my head, call if what you want as long as you know what I mean.

... Well, yes, back to my realization! You see, I have this little habit when I brush my teeth; after I've finished brushing my teeth I use my toothbrush like a tiny sponge to absorb the water running from the tap to wash my mouth with. Nothing too odd about that. But then, after having done that, I gargle. Voiced gargling. Because it's fun, and it tickles. I used to always do it after brushing my teeth, now I only do it when I'm on my own. Why? Well, I just realized.

Because all of a sudden I remembered this one time... A couple of my childhood friends had popped by and asked me to come out and play with them. My mum had invited them inside to wait in the hall (don't know why, I don't think the weather was bad or anything, but my mum always invites people in) as I was brushing my teeth and getting ready. Seeing as the bathroom is located not too far from the front door, and I was brushing my teeth with the bathroom door open, they heard me gargling - and teased me about it for hours afterwards. Not just, you know, pointing it out a couple of times and laughing about it, but actually imitating it, and having a real laugh. Of course I didn't find it funny, it actually hurt a bit. And after that, I've never gargled loudly while brushing my teeth if I knew someone else was watching.

Sad, innit? Well, those kind of incidents happened quite a lot, probably why I ended up being so shy. But then of course I attended high school and it all changed, and now I'm a perfect amount of myself and I love it. Only such a shame I spent so many years suppressing things, because I knew my friends would laugh if I didn't. Like, my funny and very little thought through outbursts from time to time, and my silly comments. Or my way to do things. Like, walking, dressing, talking, eating, anything, they would pick on it in one way or another. Probably why I ended up "tidying up my room" a lot, because I didn't feel like hanging out with them and being made a fool out of - I'd rather keep myself company. And I don't think they ever realized how bad their miniscule teasing made me feel. That's probably why they kept it going, because they thought I didn't mind being picked on. Don't get me wrong, I do like them, we still talk from time to time, but... just don't ever tease your friends to that extent? If you see that they're starting to feel bad and uncomfortable about the whole situation, then please stop.

Ok, that was today's little moral lecture from me.

Now, it's bed time!

Oh, and by the way, Fiona: Since you said that my blog posts don't pop up on your blogger overview thingie anymore, I figured I might as well just add you to my mailing list. Oh! And please let me know if you want me to add your other email address instead, or if you dislike my blogs so strongly that you never ever want to read any of them ever again. In which case I will remove you from my mailing list asap. Although, I don't think that will happen. At least not first thing. I don't quite know what I'm going on about, so Ima stop. o.O

And Garry: I read your blog. I really do like the way you write, I can't help it. We have to talk soon! You're always set to away when you're online. And I don't want to risk ending up having an entire conversation with myself. Not that I wouldn't enjoy it, but that's a completely different matter!

From the archives:

2009-11-13T22:58:00.002+01:00

January 31st, 2009.

If there's someone else out there, apart from us humans, surveying us through a microscope or some other fancy invention, then surely they must be laughing their asses off at this very moment, thinking that this must be the best soap to ever be produced. And it is. Life's like a piece of soap, in so many ways. Like, every time you think you're finally starting to get a hang of it, something unexpected comes along and messes up your balance, and you slip, and you fall, and preferably, if all goes according to plan, you end up knocking your head in the kitchen drawer on your way down. But you just have to get back up there, and try to find a way to balance on that little piece of slippery soap.

I'm just glad the entire world isn't made out of soap, because then we would fall over and hit our heads and butts every time it rains, and I'm pretty sure that would get quite annoying after a while.

I'm actually quite amazed with how much sense I make sometimes! My blog posts always make more sense to me when I re-read them ages after I first wrote them.

Love,

the Devil of the Fjords

(copyright: Ben)

Au Revoir

2009-11-13T22:30:00.002+01:00

Once again, I find myself back home. Without really having planned it. Just that, when I woke up this morning, I was feeling so crap, and it made me scared, so I called my mum and dad. And they told me to come home. So I came home. And I don't really regret it. Even though it means I'll be missing out on Ingeborg's birthday party tomorrow... I wish I wouldn't, but... I wouldn't have been able to go anyway if I happened to be feeling as crap tomorrow as today.

I think I've been more at home these past few months than I was all last summer combined. Ok, maybe that's a bit of an overstatement, but I really have been going back home a lot these past few months. A lot of things have happened. Too many, maybe? But I'm handling them as best I can, and I think I'm doing well, considering how calm I am now with regards to my exams. And once my exams are out of the way... I'll be going to see my lovely. My loveliest lovely. I'm going to feel better by then, I've decided! And nothing can stop me!

I wish I had a dragon. I was about to write "I WANT a dragon", but then I didn't, because I realized how demanding and selfish it sounds. Hm. I think about things too much. Like, sometimes, I change the way I write things as to avoid using certain words and expressions, "just in case" using them might turn out to have some sort of side effects. I'm very strange, I know, but you know you love me for it.

And again, I'm so sorry for not having replied to ANY emails as of late. Really, I'm fully aware that I have a lot of emails to reply to (I've marked them all as unread so that I get reminded every time I log into MSN) but... I just haven't managed to get around to it. I know it'll probably just take me an hour to reply to them all, but... Gagh, I don't know. I haven't forgotten about any of you, I can promise you that much! Emails WILL be coming, eventually.

Studyday tomorrow. Ehem, Saturday. Or... Study-Satur-day? Uhm... Staturday? Sudyday? Gargh. Confused. Bed time for me now, I think.

Haven't posted a picture on here in ages it feels.

Have to change that.

There.

Change is easy if you want it to be.

Smile

2009-11-10T23:17:00.003+01:00

Things that happened today that were worth smiling over:

- The reflection of the sun in the university library window.

- The blue sky and my foggy breath this morning.

- Hilde's massage during the sociolinguistics lecture.

- Studious mindset kicking in at last.

- The fly that was buzzing back and forth trying to get out one of the big windows looking down at the uni courtyard, that I saved by opening the window and shushing it out. Or, I might not have saved it, but at least I made the last days of its life better, now that it's able to fly around wherever it likes in the nature where it belongs.

- Laughing until tears starting forming in my eyes with Ingeborg and Hilde in the cafeteria.

- The little girl on the bus that smiled at me when I sat down next to her, and that smiled at me when I got up to leave. And she didn't just smile a little bit, she smiled a lot. You know, one of those genuinely happy smiles. She made me smile as well.

- Lovely mine that makes me happy, always, by just being himself.

Bedtime for me now.

Goodnight.

Too easily distracted

2009-11-09T16:11:00.003+01:00

Things I've learned so far today:

- My hair apparently looks newly cut when it's not (three different people congratulated me on my non-existing "new" hair cut today).

- If someone puts white marker in your hair it strongly resembles bird shit.

- Although one might be tempted to believe the opposite: going to lectures does NOT help on exam nerves (you just end up freaking out about everything you don't understand).

- Being a good student is harder than people might think.

- Food is expensive.

Crap. Nerves. Crap.

Grr.

Does it make sense?

2009-11-08T22:42:00.005+01:00

Because apparently I'm not yet capable of studying after 5 pm.

And when I can't study, I get bored.

Because if I did recreational stuff instead of studying, I'd feel guilty.

So I end up doing nothing.

Well, apart from this.

And some other things.

Like, speaking to John Lennon.

Rocking away on the drums.

Talking to the handsome devil.

And obviously, procrastinating everything of intellectual importance.

And a happy evening to you too.

Rant

2009-11-05T17:00:00.004+01:00

Ok, yes or no.

Would you consider it unfair if your flat mate that you had agreed to live with for another half a year just decided to move out of the flat so that she can move in with her boyfriend (who's also moving out of his flat that he's sharing with two other girls), leaving you and the remaining flat mate completely in the shit?

To be honest I don't even mind Elin moving, it's not like she's been living here at all for the past few months; it's all the trouble she's causing us by doing so that annoys me. She's taking the TV (as in not the actual telly, but the box with all the channels), the internet AND the sofa. And the water boiler, and the vacuum cleaner. Which means, me and Stian will have to get a new sofa from somewhere, and a new vacuum cleaner. The water boiler we can technically live without, but... the internet... Grrrr. Which means, I'll have to spend a lot money that I technically do not have. Hurray.

And her leaving means we all have to work our asses off to find a new flatmate (how we're going to find a new flatmate this time of year I don't know), otherwise me and Stian will end up having to pay 1500 kr in additional rent each every month (which would equal a total of 4500 kr for each of us, which is ridiculously expensive) until May, something which we just can't afford, any of us.

Honestly, couldn't she just have waited a few more months, until we were all moving out? Problem is, she's still part of the contract, and she will be, until we all move out. That's why it's our responsibility to find a new flatmate, and not the landlord's. I'm starting to get very sick and tired of people moving out on me, especially people you thought were your friends. It's something you just don't do when you've signed a contract with someone! And something you definitely don't do to your friends!

I mean, I'm happy Anne Mari moved out back in August, because Stian is an awesome flatmate, and we get along way better than me and Anne Mari ever would've done (plus his girlfriend is one of my best friends from uni), but... when you initially move in with two of your best friends, you just don't expect to end up living with two completely different people a few months later.

Grrr!

Writing in progress

2009-11-03T14:05:00.002+01:00

Word count

2.05 p.m. - 269 words - after having been writing on and off for an hour and a half... introductions are hard, dang it!

2:44 p.m. - 423 words - yay, that's an entire page! Have I managed to turn from a snail into a rabbit? I never knew I was subconsciously familiar with the skill of transformation!

4:05 p.m. - 716 words - I just thought of the awesomest point to highlight ever, and still I only managed to write 300 words about it...? ... *sighs*

4:23 p.m. - 828 words - have managed to write both the introduction and the conclusion and I'm actually satisfied with the outcome of both of them... Now I just need to fill out all the empty space in between somehow... ;-;.

5:16 p.m. - 1028 words - YAY! Maybe I'll actually manage to finish this thing? Deadline pressure sure is helpful. ... I'm hungry... yoghurt break!

5:46 p.m. - 1054 words - ... I'll finish it tomorrow.

Midnight madness

2009-11-01T23:46:00.002+01:00

Ferry.

Across the fjord, 20 minutes on the raving sea.

Or, the raving water that one day will make out the sea, rather.

The wind was so strong today, the waves were massive.

Good thing I don't get seasick easily!

Random blog post.

Bah.

Pumpkin Pasties

2009-10-30T20:48:00.001+01:00

Halloween tomorrow!

... why am I looking so much forward to dressing up?

It's scary.

Hello! Ween.

2009-10-29T19:39:00.003+01:00

Ok, so I haven't written a blog post in a couple of days. And I'm feeling it. In my fingers and in my mind. All day I've been walking around thinking "oh, I have to write about this" and "yeah, I should definitely write a couple of lines about that!". Abstinences, anyone? Yeah, I think so. Creepy. *shudders*

I'm wearing a witch's hat. And Stian's sitting next to me on the sofa, wearing his Superman cloak (it's worth a mention that we actually dressed up properly earlier, and we just didn't feel like wearing ALL normal clothes again afterwards). How awesomely cool are we though! I'm so stoked about Halloween, it actually surprises me a bit. But my costume is so awesome this year! I'm going as a witch (surprise!), and I've found the awesomest witch's hat ever. EVER. Really. It's purple and black, and it's so so so cool. Hence why I'm wearing it now. *grins* Going to look for a wand tomorrow, and maybe a cloak if I can find one. Would be awesome if I could find a simple black cloak that isn't too expensive. Wish me good luck yeah?

Last night I went to Katrine's birthday party at a fruit bar called "Fruktbar" (which is sort of an ambiguous word in Norwegian, meaning both fruit bar AND fertile), it was really wonderful and I met a lot of new and interesting people. Like, I finally got an opportunity to talk to this girl from my lectures, I know she's French, so I've been really keen to get to know her. Her French boyfriend was there as well, visiting. They were both really nice! It was a bit strange though, but last night... People just kept coming up to me, wanting to talk to me! Tis cool tho.

But! What I was going to say... I received a really nice compliment last night, from Katrine. The moment I walked through the door at Fruktbar, she ran over to me and greeted me and welcomed me, and then she said "My God, you've got really sexy legs! I haven't noticed that before!" *grins broadly*. Hihi, I have sexy legs.

Are you doing anything for Halloween?

Rest in peace, my pretty pretty cat.

Bonsai Bonsei

2009-10-26T00:20:00.002+01:00

My bonsai tree has gained such a lovely dark green colour lately! *jumps around in glee* I think it's because it's finally in a place where it gets lots of sun (*ehem* daylight), and the fact that I actually remember to water it... I almost feel I should name it. I should, shouldn't I. Hm. I will think of something.

Cronvall!

What do you think? Is it a suiting name for a miniature tree?

Well, I'm off to bed now. Uni again tomorrow. I hope the weather will be nice, I don't feel like wearing wellies much. But we'll see!

Oh, and also - Devil mine, you're kick ass awesome.

And a good night to you all.

Listen to INXS.

Words

2009-10-25T15:23:00.002+01:00

Convo between my mum and me.

"Has Ben come online now?"

"Yeah, but... why the curious attitude?"

"I see it on your face, you smile a lot more when you're talking to him."

The Voice

2009-10-24T22:25:00.008+02:00

Listen, my child, you say to me.

I am the voice of your history.

Be not afraid, come follow me.

Answer my call and I'll set you free.

Ok, honestly, beware

2009-10-20T18:34:00.002+02:00

You know what? I think I'm on to something. Or, not really, but... I just had an insight, so to speak. I'm always worried that my negative traits will dominate my positive ones, sometimes even to the extent where it's not really healthy... Trust me, it used to be a lot worse, but... I can't remember having felt like this in a long time. For years now, I've been really confident, I've been happy with who I am, it's all been really wonderful. I am still happy with who I am, but... it seems I'm forgetting about my own self a little. I keep forgetting to do the things I want to do, do the things I know will make ME happy... I keep forgetting to be me from the inside and out. I'm still being me, don't get me wrong, but... It feels I no longer have time to be who I am. In a way. Oh dear, this is turning out to be harder to explain than I thought...

I AM happy with myself. I like myself a lot, but... the feeling (or fear) of not being good enough has returned. And I actually don't quite know why... maybe it's partly due to me feeling as if I'm lacking control of my own life, that things seem to be just flowing freely without me being able to take charge of them. I've been feeling slightly... "unpleasant" within my own skin for a while now, and I don't like it, and I realize this has got to change. I've been feeling like this before, I've managed to change it to the better before... I CAN do it again.

Having been sick on and off since last Thursday has left me with a lot of time to think about myself, my own body and mental health, my "spirit", so to speak, and my own wellbeing... And I realize something isn't quite the way it's supposed to be. I don't feel "aligned", so to speak. Maybe it's because I don't know where my life is heading. There are a lot of things confusing me, especially due to university. I don't know how to lay out my educational plan - I don't know where I want my education to take me. I really don't know this. And I think I've been suppressing it for far too long. Yeah, I like to suppress things that are bothering me, especially if I don't feel capable of dealing with them at the time. Which is not a good habit, I know... I hope this isn't the feeling of growing up? Because if it is, then... I will hereby choose to be like Peter Pan.

I want to regain my good state of mind, where I see the beauty in everything, and where even the simplest little gesture gives me pleasure. Where I go to sleep at night and smile whilst falling asleep, and wake up in the mornings and can't wait for the day to begin properly. I want to get rid of this stupid feeling that's occupying to much of my spirit. I've done it before, I can do it again.

Maybe this whole realization is all due to me being ill (I always ramble a lot more when I'm ill), but if that's the case, then that's a good thing. Bad things always bring good things. Like now - since I'm ill, I'm back home with my mum, and I'm going to stay here until next Monday, which means I can finally relax properly, get things at a distance a little bit, and just get myself together. Just typing this whole thing out is actually making me feel better already. :)

Because I have so many many many many good things in my life right now. I'm studying what I want to study at uni, I have a wonderful flat that I share with two lovely people (despite the fact that the kitchen always look as if it's been put through the aftermath of an atom bomb), I have great friends that really care about me, a loving family that I care a lot about, and an indescribable boyfriend that constantly cheers me up... I get to travel, I get to see new places, I receive new impulses... I just need to rid myself of this sneaky feeling of unalignment, so to speak. And yeah, I probably just invented a new word. Yikes!

Maybe I need to clear up my chakras. I know it sounds a bit... alternative, but I like the alternative, and I really do believe in the power of the thought, so... it's worth a try. I remember Stuart used to do it all the time, I don't think it's too hard. I just have to sit myself down, clear my head, and focus on each of the chakras and its colour, one at the time. I will do it once I feel a bit better, and my tummy stops acting up. Virus, you've definitely done your job, now, go away. Shush! Don't make me come down there! (... ok, now, that's just strange...)

ANYWAYS.

I love Ben.

PRETTY!

S'il vous plait?

2009-10-20T15:01:00.003+02:00

Ok!

*grabs my own French by the collar*

From now on, I promise myself that I will devote a little bit of my time every day to improve my French. I will. I will. I will.

I will:

- Make labels and tape them on all the things in the house. ( )

- Read French articles and write down all the words I don't know, then look them up and read the article once more. ( )

- Make a folder with all the new glossary, flip through it every now and then and memorize. ( )

- Read French books out loud. ( )

- Write more French, i.e. blogposts. ( )

- Collect verbs. ( )

Sounds like a good little deal, doesn't it?

River drowsing

2009-10-19T17:37:00.003+02:00

I caught myself humming a children's song just now, "Row row row your boat", whilst walking around the livingroom (I always tend to hum or sing when I know there's nobody else around), and figured I might as well just sing it out loud. In English, obviously. Then, after having repeatedly sung the same verse for close to a minute, I suddenly started wondering... what are the Norwegian lyrics again?

Row row row your boat

safely down the stream

merrily merrily merrily merrily

life is but a dream

has in Norwegian been translated into

Ro ro ro din båt

ta din åre fatt

vuggeti vuggeti vuggeti vuggeti

over Kattegat

... lyrics that are completely different from the original ones. Something which struck me as quite strange. Obviously it's difficult to translate songs directly from another language and still have them rhyming just the same, but... to change the content completely? The re-translation of the Norwegian lyrics back into English would be something like:

Row row row your boat

fastly grab your oar

rocking rocking rocking rocking

across Kattegat

(Kattegat is the sea area between Denmark and Sweden, probably used for rhyming purposes only)

Maybe the original aim for the song was slightly upper class British children, spending their days playing in the gardens and woods of their mansions, and lazily floating down the rivers running through their parents' properties in tiny little river boats. While in Norway, the aim was children of coastal families, with fishermen dads and stay-at-home mums, who would sing them said song when the dads were out on the open sea providing food for the family, to assure the children that their daddies were safe and would return soon.

Oh, wonderful imagination, how I appreciate thee.

I've done 79 out of 129 stupid things (that really weren't that stupid after all)x

2009-10-19T14:19:00.004+02:00

(NB! I'm sick and bored and postponing homework, so I'm allowed!)

Level 1:
(/) Smoked A Cigarette
() Smoked A Cigar
() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
(x) Drank Alcohol

SO FAR:1 1/2

Level 2
(x) Are / Been In Love
(x) Been Dumped
() Shoplifted
() Been Fired
() Been In A Fist Fight

SO FAR: 3 1/2

Level 3
(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person
(x) Skipped School
() Slept With A Co-worker/Fellow Student
() Seen Someone / Something Die

SO FAR: 5 1/2

Level 4
(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends
(x) Been To Paris
() Been To Spain
(x) Been On A Plane
() Thrown Up From Drinking

SO FAR: 8 1/2

Level 5
() Eaten Sushi
(x) Been Snowboarding (dry slope)
(x) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook/Myspace /bebo
(x) Been in a Mosh Pit

SO FAR:11 1/2

Level 6
(x) Taken Pain Killers
(x) Loved/Liked Someone Who You Can't Have
(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By
(x) Made A Snow Angel

SO FAR: 15 1/2

Level 7
(x) Had A Tea Party
(x) Flown A Kite
(x) Built A Sand Castle
(x) Gone Mudding
(x) Played Dress Up

SO FAR: 20 1/2 (damn this half point!)

Level 8
(x) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves
(x) Gone Sledging
(x) Cheated While Playing A Game
(x) Been Lonely
() Fallen Asleep At Work / School

SO FAR: 24 1/2

Level 9
(x) Watched The Sun Set
() Felt An Earthquake
() Killed A Snake

SO FAR: 25 1/2

Level 10
(x) Been Tickled
(x) Been Robbed / Vandalized
() Been Cheated On
(x) Been Misunderstood

SO FAR: 28 (and a bloody half point)

Level 11
(x) Won A Contest
() Been Suspended From School
() Had Detention
(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident

SO FAR: 30

Level 12
() Had / Have Braces
(x) Eaten A Whole Pint Of Ice Cream In One Night
(x) Danced In The Moonlight

SO FAR: 32

Level 13
(x) Hated The Way You Look
(x) Witnessed A Crime
() Pole Danced
(x) Questioned Your Heart
(x) Been Obsessed With Post It Notes

So FAR: 36 (don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the half point up there somewhere...)

Level 14
(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud
(x) Been Lost
() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World
(x) Swam In The Ocean
(x) Felt Like You Were Dying

SO FAR: 40

Level 15
(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep
(x) Played Cops And Robbers
(x) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers
(x) Sang Karaoke
(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins

SO FAR: 45

Level 16
(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't
() Made Prank Phone Calls
() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose
(x) Kissed In The Rain

SO FAR: 47

Level 17
(x) Written A Letter To Santa Claus
(x) Watched The Sun Set/Sun Rise With Someone You Care/Cared About
(x) Blown Bubbles
(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or Anywhere

SO FAR: 51

Level 18
(x) Crashed A Party
() Have Travelled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People
(x) Gone Roller-skating / Blading
(x) Had A Wish Come True
() Been Humped By A Monkey (But a monkey once stole my shoe-spoon)

SO FAR: 54

Level 19
(x) Worn Pearls
() Jumped Off A Bridge
(x) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"
() Swam With Dolphins

SO FAR: 56

Level 20
(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/Ice Cube
(x) Kissed A Fish
(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes
(x) Sat On A Roof Top

SO FAR: 60

Level 21
(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs
() Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel
() Talked On The Phone For More Than 4 Hours
(x) Recently Stayed Up For A While Talking To Someone You Care About

SO FAR: 62

Level 22
() Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree
(x) Climbed A Tree
(x) Had/Been In A Tree House
(x) Been Scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone

SO FAR: 65

Level 23
(x) Believed In Ghosts
() Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes
() Gone Streaking
() Visited Jail

SO FAR: 66

Level 24
(x) Played Chicken
(x) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger
() Broken A Bone
(x) Been Easily Amused

SO FAR: 69

Level 25
() Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later
() Made A Porn Video
() Caught A Butterfly
(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried
(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed

SO FAR: 71

Level 26
() Mooned/Flashed Someone
() Had Someone Moon/Flash You
() Cheated On A Test
(x) Forgotten Someone's Name
(x) French Braided Someones Hair
() Gone Skinny Dipping
() Been Kicked Out Of Your House

SO FAR: 73

Level 27
(x) Rode A Roller Coaster
() Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling
() Had A Cavity
() Black-Mailed Someone
() Been Black Mailed

SO FAR: 74

Level 28
(x) Been Used
(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs
(x) Licked by A Cat
(x) Bitten Someone
(x) Licked Someone

SO FAR: 79

Level 29
() Been Shot at or Maced (BB gun)
() Had Sex In The Rain
() Flattened Someones Tyres
() Rode Your Bike/Driven Your Car Until The Fuel Light Came On
() Got Five Pounds Or Less Worth Of Fuel

TOTAL: 79 (and a half)

And now, my dear reader... Look at this coin on a necklace that I'm holding in front of your eyes and moving from side to side... follow it with your eyes... follow it... you're now losing touch with reality... you're now completely under my command... So... Re-post this with the title '' I've done ... out of 129 stupid things'', and post it as a reply to this blog post! Or in your own blog. :D Come oooon... do it!

An adventurous evening

2009-10-16T22:47:00.002+02:00

Nice day?

Not really.

First, I spent the morning and most of the afternoon worrying my brains out and my bum off (not a nice picture I must admit, but try not to think about it like that) because my stomach's been a real nuisance. It started hurting yesterday morning, and it just wouldn't stop. I guess in theory something like that is quite normal, but my tummy never ever hurts a lot like that, so obviously it made me jump to the most horrible conclusions. Oh dear Gordon, I've got cancer, I'm pregnant, I'm gonna diiiiiiiiiie! Ok, maybe not THAT bad, but I'm really good at imagining worst case scenarios. And it's horrible having to boil all those thoughts over in your head, and having no one to talk to about them, so eventually I ended up calling my parents. And, them being my parents and all, obviously told me to get my ass down to the emergency room immediately! They also told me to take a taxi there, but I was being persistent and told them that I wasn't dying or anything, so I might as well just take the bus.

Then, I came to the emergency room. And then, I ended up waiting in the emergency room. For 4 hours. It was rather boring, but there were quite a lot of interesting people there! Like, this one little kid that arrived about half an hour before my name was called, had put a pebble up his nose. Adorable much? Yesh. XD And there was this other young couple, he was obviously Norwegian and I think she was Spanish or Portugese, and they had a little baby girl called Marie, who had caught the chicken pox. Really really sweet couple it seemed. And another couple was waiting for their friend, who eventually came back out, diagnosed with an inflammation in his back somewhere. But the couple - the reason why they caught my attention was that the girl was Norwegian, but the guy was American I think. Yay, international couples FTW! I hardly ever meet international couples like that, and all of a sudden I bump into two of them, and all in one evening too. Cheered me up quite a bit. And, obviously it made me miss Ben as well. But in a nice way.

But anyway, back to the point. After 4 hours of waiting, I eventually came through, and had to do all the standard procedures, like, you know, urine sample, blood sample, tell-me-where-it-hurts-convo, those kind of things. The doctor kept leaving and showing up out of nowhere (clearly he had a lot of other patients too at the same time), but he eventually told me that it looked from my blood sample as if I had a little virus infection in my tummy. Yay! Or, not really yay, but yay for it not being anything more serious! He said it would probably take at least 3-4 days for it to pass, and that in the meantime I had to eat only easily digestible food like soups and white brea, and drink pretty much nothing but boiled water and tea. Haha... Am I going to drop a few pounds? I really do think so... Anyways though, hopefully it'll pass soon enough, and I'll try my best to make sure it won't get any worse.

Dead tired now.

Anything good on the telly?

Too late for titles

2009-10-15T00:45:00.005+02:00

So, today.

What have I done today?

Not much really, apart from the fact that the weather was so lovely I discarded my plans of spending the afternoon at the study hall, buried in subject predicatives, adverbial complements, dialects v.s. accent, sociolinguistics, phonemes, Hemingway, Chopin and all the others, and went for a walk in stead. Or, I tried to go for a walk. And I must say I did succeed at first, until I sort of almost got lost in the forest, and, feeling too cautious to carry on walking, I simply just turned around and walked back. Not adventurous enough you say? Then you haven't been half way lost in a Norwegian forest before.

It was nice though, really. It's been so sunny these past few days and it's really cheering me up. Can't wait for December though, even if it means there will be less sun. Hugs and kisses and wonderful conversations can work wonders too though, so lack of sun is not really something I'm worrying about. I wish I could go to France right now. Asap. Because that's where my lovely one is. Lovely lovely lovely.

Now, it's picture time.

Ready?

This one I really really like. I wish I had sufficient Photoshop skills (actually, I just wish I had Photoshop) to edit a silvery horn onto the horse's forehead, and turn it into a unicorn. You can picture it though, can't you? So yes, in a way, I did encounter a unicorn today!

Next one is a forest picture for Ben. It's not sprayed with rain and it's not too autumn-y, but it's rather warm and sunny, so I hope it'll do. It was a bit like entering an enchanted kingdom, walking through the little tunnel of leafy trees leading me onto a big grassy field filled with sunshine. My god, I really do turn far too poetic and childish sometimes. Oh well. I don't think being childish is necessarily a bad thing

Last one. I present you with Fjøsanger. My home here in Bergen. I'm always a bit cautious about which places I choose to refer to as home, but... Seeing as I've been living in Bergen for a year and a half now, I guess Bergen is sort of my home too. Your home is where your heart is, people say. I agree.

I honestly do not know why I'm still awake.

Why can't I go to bed at a reasonable hour like normal people?

Have a good night.

...

2009-10-12T23:47:00.002+02:00

Going to bed.

Late night movies make me emotional, especially HP ones. Mostly because I've read the books so many times I don't even have count anymore, and feel very closely connected with the characters. I cried when I read about Cedric Diggory's death, just like watching it on film brings tears to my eyes. Haha, I'm slightly pathetic, I'm aware of that, but... I can't help it. Or, I couldn't be bothered to help it, even if I could.

Need to sort myself out, starting tomorrow. Wish me luck yeah?

Also need to talk to student councillor. How come I don't know what I want for my future? *sighs* It's too late in the day to think of these things anyway.

Need bed and sleep, now.

Mind your head

2009-10-11T19:50:00.003+02:00

I've had lots of thoughts in my head all day in need of an outlet, but as soon as I opened this blog post to be, they just seemed to woooosh away and disappear into nothingness. Oh well. They'll come back eventually I guess.

Elin's lost her key to the flat. Or, not really lost it. Just mislaid it. At her brother's flat. *goes to unlock front door for her* She won't arrive for another 45 minutes or so at least, but I know that if I don't do it now, I'm very likely to just forget all about it, and then she'll have to call me when she arrives (seeing as I'm in my bedroom listening to music I probably won't hear her knocking).

Listening to HP soundtrack. From the... 5th movie, I think? Maybe a mixture of 4th and 5th. There are three tracks I absolutely love at the moment. Allow me to present them to you by making a list. Ah, the organizing and systematic and structuring power of the list.

1. Neville's Waltz

2. Room of Requirements

3. Flight of the Order of the Phoenix

Ah.

Heart, thou mayest sigh but thou mayest not break.

Pretty pretty music! Just makes me go all magical and longing and wish I was a witch and attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or at least that I had a wand and could season my world with magic. *sighs* Is it childish of me to think like this? I hope not. I really wish I was a witch. I cannot even start to describe how the Harry Potter books have changed my life. For the better, obviously! But I won't get into that now. I think I wrote an essay about it once? Hm. I wonder where that has gone off to.

I have a lot of texts to read for the upcoming week. Still, I haven't read any of them. And it doesn't freak me out either. Nor does it stress me. Why? I haven't got the faintest idea. It's odd. I've been feeling really odd ever since I got back. Or, not really odd, but odd enough. Which means slightly odder than usual. It cannot be explained.

Like, I'm not tired. Not even in the slightest. Nor am I particularly hungry (doesn't prevent me from eating chocolate brought back from France though - something that needs to stop from tomorrow and onwards), and I just have a lot of energy that I'm seemingly incapable to find an outlet for. I've tried though, don't get me wrong! Last night I spent an entire hour rearranging my tiny tiny bedroom (yes, even the furniture of small bedrooms can be rearranged if you have the imagination required), just because I felt I didn't have anything better to do. And today, I've done the laundry, unpacked, made the kitchen seem much nicer (still trying my very hardest to resist doing Elin's dishes, they've been there for a week now and I refuse to be the first one to cave and do them!), made a drawing for the first time in ages, then I COLOURED my drawing (unusual, I know), I tidied my room, made "rundstykker" from a recipe I found online (filled with french cheese and pieces of dried sausage - very yum), watched some episodes of My Family, some telly, talked to Stian... And now, I've sort of run out of unnecessary things to do. So I'm doing this. Maybe I'm just restless? Very probable. Uni again tomorrow.

Finally managed to upload France piccies on Facebook this morning. Spent ages last night trying to upload them - didn't work - then this morning I discovered that you can actually connect your iPhoto with Facebook, and upload photos directly. Yayness for late discoveries!

I've also printed out lots of my favourite pictures and paintings from DeviantArt (other people's work, not mine), and put them on my wall. I need inspiration, I've decided. I want to draw more! Two of Ben's friends, Alex and Damien (Alex is a girl by the way) are such awesome artists, they're extremely talented when it comes to drawing, and every time we visit them I just feel such an enormous wave of inspiration coming. So, this time I decided I'd ride it as good as I can. Ta-dam. Would give you the link to Alex and Damien's website, but I don't have it.

I also think I've sort of figured out what's "wrong" with the way I draw. It's too much in between, in a way. It doesn't look cartoonish enough to be cartoon-inspired, nor does it look real enough to be based on real life characters. I don't know, maybe in between is good though? Still I need to improve, or, to put it another way - there's always room for improvement.

I hope it won't rain tomorrow. Then maybe I can bike, if it's not too cold, and my throat's feeling better? Stuart's b-day tomorrow (yay, happy birthday Stu!), but he's ill, poor thing. Hope he'll get better soon.

NEED to catch up with all my emails and letters. I should have an email/letter day every week. Maybe... Fridays? That's my day off. Or, maybe even Thursdays. I'll think about it. By the way, does anyone know if the days of the week are written uncapitalized when in plural? All of a sudden I got rather confused. Odd.

I have a feeling this blog post is getting rather long. Hm... Made a deal with Karianne tonight, to go out with her on Halloween. And we'll dress up. DRESS UP. I LOVE dressing up! She's going as a vampire, as for me... I don't quite know yet. I want it to be something awesomely cool and slightly supernatural, yet sexy and appealing. It would be awesome to have a reason to wear my kick ass high heeled black boots with purple laces! I will need to give this some serious thinking. Suggestions mucho appreciated.

Talking about mucho appreciation... Garry, where are you? And Alexander, what's happened to your blog posts?

Will finish this off with the picture I made today. And yup, I finally figured out how to work my scanner with my Mac. You must remember that I CAN be rather slow at times, not everything goes like snap with me!

Anyway. Picture. I've decided to name it Diana, after the Goddess of the Moon. It wasn't intended to be her or anything, but it ended up like it. She's more the Goddess of the day and night, it looks like, with her hair of curly sunshine. She's got the moon in her eyes as well as the sun, and the stars are on her neck. She looks very... I don't know which word to choose, but I think I like it. I need to start drawing other things than faces though. Any suggestions. I don't usually do famous people, so none of that.

Dragons are for real

2009-10-10T23:33:00.001+02:00

Dragonfly circling the pond in Ben's garden.

Pretty yeah?

... Putain! (because French swearing is awesome fun)

2009-10-05T14:30:00.003+02:00

... Alright, let's face it: coming up with a proper opening to a blog post is dang difficult. So. There.

Je suis in France maintenant, and my French sucks big time (so I try my very best to smile - hopefully not in a creepy way, mind - and look all friendly and welcoming instead, hoping and praying that people won't find me rude and hate me for my silence). Although, it might be worth a mention that I think my French might be getting better (I mean, it would take quite a lot for it to get any worse, so in a sense it can only get better! Yay!), because me and Ben (Ben and I, Ben and me? *ehem* NOUS) went to see The Proposal dubbed into French (the only film we could find that hadn't been subbed was an American animation film thingie that looked really depressive and sad, so we both figured that nah, it probably wouldn't be the best idea. But yes, my POINT is - I understood far more than I'd expected! Fair enough, it wasn't really a complicated movie to understand, but still! And afterwards, I managed to find the way from the city center and back to Dury ALL by myself, giving Ben directions on where to drive. He was really proud of me afterwards. Yay!

We might go out to eat later, really excited about that! Ben est plus wonderful. I could go all squishy and romantic on you now, but I won't. Maintenant, je dois prendre un douche. Or something like that, yeah?

Take care!

2009-09-30T01:05:00.003+02:00

Leaving for Amiens tomorrow afternoon, so, au revoir everyone!

Will be back Saturday week (something which apparently means "Saturday next week"), so those of you waiting for emails or letters from me, will have to wait until then... Deeply sorry.

I hope everyone will have a lovely autumn break.

I will definitely try my best, and I don't doubt for a second that I will succeed.

Peace out.

2009-09-28T17:46:00.000+02:00

My family.

A rainy saturday

2009-09-28T00:02:00.006+02:00

A rainy Saturday in my garden.

I don't think I'm too afraid of spiders anymore.

And even dead roses smell nice.

Routine

2009-09-25T19:10:00.004+02:00

I'm... BLOGGING! Can you believe it? Third day in a row now, I think it is. Hah, I'm impressed. And I actually feel like doing it as well. It's the "I have to type something random, now!" feeling. Do you ever have that feeling? I have it rather frequently. Or, usually. Obviously there are long periods of time where I don't have it at all, but when I first get it, it reoccurs pretty much... all the time.

Hm. Anyway. Why do I feel as if it's Christmas? Might be because I'm at home, and it's dark outside. And I feel as if I can just do nothing all day, which, of course, isn't true, since I have a lot to do, just no urge to do it. Or, I do have the urge, I just don't have the... the -umpf-! If you know what I mean. Aaaaaah, this is going to be such a random blog post! Haha, Ben leaves me on my own for a few hours, and look what happens...

I should go practice some French, shouldn't I? Otherwise I will be doomed. Doomed, I tell ya! Or, not really, but I'll just feel stupid and ignorant. Or something like that. Je veux parler Francais parfait! Et en ce moment! Or something like that. I wish all the things I know would just make sense, and make the linguistic part of my brain go all revelation on me. But alas, no.

I have so many nice pictures that I took in the garden today but that I can't upload, because the usb chord thingie is in Bergen. Grumble. Grr. Sigh.

Must go do something useful. Like, memorize future tense in French or summit. Yesh. I think I might just go do that. Oh my, I'm cool.

P.s. I'm buying nailpolish tomorrow. Still haven't quite decided on the colour. But I want my nice to look all nice and well done and sophisticated and autumny! I like the autumn. The colours, the puddles, the skies, the cool air, and the fact that I get to wrap myself up and wear nice autumny clothes. And my lovely lovely black laced boots! Yay! I'm such a girl sometimes.

Sail away

2009-09-24T15:02:00.004+02:00

Result of today's lecture. I really do enjoy Kaorl Janicki's lectures,

but sometimes I just can't help but to draw little thingies in the margin of my notes.

Nut season. I like it. Four nuts for Cinderella, anyone?

It's raining. A lot. And all the time. Luckily it's nice and bright though, and I've gotten my umbrella back, so I'm not really complaining. Well, not much anyway. It's almost a bit fun seeing how many days in a row it can actually rain, and I must admit it adds an element of surprise to my day, never knowing when - or when it might not - rain.

Today is one of those days when I just can't make up my mind about what to wear - it's only 3 pm and I've already changed my top three times because nothing I put on looks good. Grrr. Oh well! It could've been worse. I could've been forced to walk around naked. That would be... cold. Received a letter from my cousin Ninni today! Nice little surprise that was. Still no present from abroad tho. *sad face*

P.s. Our TV died today. Our lovely Star Wars replica TV. May it rest in peace. Now a 4 hour bus ride awaits me. Yay! Loveliness.

Caribbean Blue

2009-09-24T00:15:00.003+02:00

Yes. Hello. I know it's been forever, shame on me. But! Allow me to introduce myself to those of you who have forgotten all about me. I go by the name of Tone, or "Tuna", or "Tony". I also answer to certain names of affection such as "Darling" and "Lovely" and "Goddess Dragon Keeper" and "Gin and Tonnekh". Every once in a blue moon "Elisabeth" is added as well, and when it comes to more official matters, "Solheim" is often included too. I recently stopped being a teenager - only age wise mind, it's been years since I've been a proper teenager mentally, now I'm just a fair young spirit drifting about this little world of mine, trying to gain as much knowledge and experience as I can to avoid growing up and becoming a boring adult. I have an absolutely wonderful boyfriend, who I will get to see again in a week's time. I'm also studying English at university, in my second year, and technically I should be spending pretty much all my free time absorbing American literature, sociolinguistic facts, grammatical rules and other important pieces of random information, but I don't. Or, well, I try. But come on, I have to live a little too. Not that studying isn't living... because I love it! But you know what I mean. You know you do.

Apart from that... Hm. Well, what to say? I have the most wonderful friends who knit tiny colourful bags for my iPod, bake cakes and make cardboard crowns for my birthdays, poke me with pens during lectures and make me smile pretty much all the time. I never manage to find the time to do all the things I want to do and should be doing, but I like my life a lot. I'm proud of myself and my own accomplishments. I always try to find little ways of making people smile, and I try to keep in mind that just by smiling I can help improve someone's day. I know how important it is to care about others, and how important it is to have someone who cares about you. I'm a very lucky person, no wonder I smile as much as I do. I have absolutely nothing to complain about. Oh, well, maybe apart from the fact that I don't like Chronopost. But that's another story.

I am also very good at turning the day on its head. As in going to bed far too late, and waking up far too early. Like now - I should've been asleep hours ago, but I'm not.

I want to draw more, take more pictures, explore my creativeness more, spend more time with my friends and my boyfriend, I want to learn how to cook properly, I want to bake muffins and bring them to lectures and give them to my friends, I want to go for walks while listening to music and allowing my imagination to flow freely. Write more emails and letters. I want to travel more, see more places, I want to do more yoga, swim more, write more, dream more. I want to be more organized. But I try my hardest, and that's all anyone can ever ask of me. Or anyone else for that matter.

I love tea though.

So yeah, I'm alright, happy, and fully alive! Hope you guys are fine too. How would you describe yourself? I hope you can see the moon from your bedroom window, wherever you are. I, for one, am off to bed. Goodnight!

A morning summary of the day to come

2009-09-16T10:49:00.003+02:00

I had the most brilliant day yesterday, and due to it being my birthday and all I decided to lay off the homework and give myself some slack. Which is only fair, but now I'm starting to feel guilty about it, or, not guilty per se, I'm just in a bit of a rush with everything that's queueing up outside my door of mental capacity. If that makes sense at all. Well, to sum it all up a bit, I have a lot to do, and not really that much time to do it all! Which is... ahem... nice. Well, I don't mind it THAT much, I enjoy my course a lot, I just have to try to pull my attention away from the exams in November, because I start hyperventilating almost just by the thought of them.

So, today I figured I should be very efficient, or try to be at least. And I think I've done good so far, seeing as my lecture doesn't start until 2 pm and I'm already sat in the uni cafeteria. It is now.... 11. AM. Yay. Admittedly I tried the library first, but everyone knows that unless you show up an hour before they open in the morning, finding a vacant seat in there is like looking for a needle in a hey stack. So after wandering about in there for about 10 minutes, I sort of gave up on the idea. But here I am! And well, I really should get started soon, shouldn't I... because typing away her on blogger doesn't really get me anywhere. Or, it doesn't get me where I want to go, to put it like that!

- Argue for the view that it is unfair to discriminate against speakers of non-standard English. Hm. This could be fun. *casts a glance on my bunch of lecture notes and sighs heavily*

I will be a good student.

I WILL be a good student!

That should be my mantra, shouldn't it.

Do you think it would help?

Hm.

Ok, now I'm off.

Or, I'm not off, I'm just going to post this blog and close this window and start working. Yes. That's what I'm going to do. Now. *restrains self from typing any further*

Just another grammar lecture

2009-09-14T22:10:00.011+02:00

Hilde kidnapped all my pens and tied them up with her scrunchie.

Afterwards she decided to decorate my finger. Yay! Note my fancy blue pen cap in the background. Its twistedness is a result of another boring lecture.

Ingeborg wasn't ready, haha. XD

Tried to take a picture of Hanne as well - let's just say I'm not the best aimer in the world.

Theeeere we go. Ingeborg didn't want to be left out either.

My part of the lecture bench - pencil case, kidnapped pencils, my fingerless mittens, my Franco-Japonaise agenda, and the fingerless-mittens-tag that I, in lack of anything better to do, decided to remove.

Our grammar lecturer. See? Nothing on the overhead, no powerpoint, no nothing. GARGH!

The most productive thing I did the entire lecture. Seeeeee, it's a dragonish creature! And it looks slightly evil-happy. Awesome combination.

TEN MINUTES LEFT.

The back of the seat in front of me. ALL the back-of-the-seats-in-front-of-the-persons-sitting-behind-them in the entire auditorium looks pretty much like this.

Ingeborg's agenda for September 15th. Pizza! Peppes! Yay!

Hilde wrote a wish list of what I apparently want for my birthday: Socks, pens (seeing as and Ingeborg have successfully emptied all my pens), anime clothing, sausages (!), finger puppets, sausage dressing (to go with the sausages), a blues eye, slippers, dentures, green things to draw on, peace and quiet to read, an EOS 70 camera and iPod touch with 30GB).

Completely ordinary lecture.

No?

2009-09-14T17:43:00.002+02:00

Hi!

So, I figure it's about time I write another blog post! It's been a while since the last one, I think. Or, to be honest, I don't remember, and I can't be bothered to check. Ah, such a lazy bum I am. But I did bike to uni this morning, and back this afternoon. That's something, right? The weather was lovely though, for the first time in weeks. And you know I'm running of other topics when I start talking about the weather, haha. But really though, first day in a long time where it hasn't rained. I might even go for another bike ride later.

But I will have to fix my headset first though. The plug has gone all silly, and messes up the music... Hopefully it'll help to tape it. Yesh, always solve everything using tape! It's really annoying though, because the music keeps "falling out" if it makes sense. Argh, I suck at explaining.

Karianne just texted me and told me she had a present for me tomorrow, that she wanted to bring to uni and give to me! I can't believe how excited everybody else seems to be about my birthday. It makes me really excited as well, so, for the first time in years I'm actually stoked that it's my birthday tomorrow. Yay!

Baywatch is on the TV. Really - their bikinis were HORRIBLE. AWFUL. TERRIFYING. They can't possibly have been comfortable! But they make me laugh though, so I won't complain.

2009-09-12T16:33:00.000+02:00

Æææææ! I need to stop being so inefficient!

*dies hypothetically*

Blockings

2009-09-09T23:23:00.003+02:00

I don't know what's up with me, but lately I just haven't felt like writing blog posts at all. It's not that there aren't any thoughts swirling around in my head in need of an outlet, it's just that every time I open a new blog post in an attempt to write something, the thoughts just go hiding in some dark and dusty corner of my mind, completely unwilling to come back out again. So... seems as if I need to find some sort of other outlet for them. Or just try to make sense of myself a bit. Possibly. I never stop surprising myself.

Hm... Borrowed an awesome book from our new flatmate today, called "The Mythic Bestiary". Apparently it's bought at the British Museum, something which in my opinion only makes the book so much more awesome. I was browsing through it earlier, just looking at all the pictures and reading the headings, and it really lit that spark inside of me that tends to ignite every time I want to write and create something beautiful. But, problem is... I don't know what's happened to my ability to write. It seems to have gone missing. Maybe it's just that I don't fully believe in myself regarding it, something which I really don't to be honest. I'd like to believe that I do, but deep inside I think I know I'm not good enough, even though I want to be. It's odd indeed.

Listening to Death Cab For Cutie now. It's making me reflective.

I'm so happy that I'm going to France soon.

Macbook madness

2009-09-07T23:25:00.003+02:00

Alright, I WILL do the dishes before I sit down to write this blog post. *is being strict with self* That way pouring all my thoughts into this blog post afterwards will be sort of a reward! And who doesn't like rewards, right?

---

And... I just tried to formulate this one sentence for nearly three minutes, but then I gave up. Hm. Apparently my built-in sense of syntax doesn't work today, or it's just too late for anything to function the way it's supposed to function. I vote for the latter. And I just attempted trying to spell "vote" with a "w". Oh wow. Impressed much?

Anyways though! This is officially the first blog post ever written by me... on a Mac. Yup, you heard me, a Mac! Or, come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I wrote at least one blog post while at Angela's a few years back, and she had one of those stationary Macs... Oh well, apart from that one then! First time on a PORTABLE Mac anyway. And I don't think I've never been this nervous about a laptop that's mine before. I'm extremely afraid of messing it up like I messed up my old one - I even kept my glass of squash on the floor instead of the table earlier on, just so that I wouldn't risk spilling its contents all over this new wonder of mine. Of course, it eventually resulted in me knocking the glass over with my foot anyway (resulting in one very wet and sticky livingroom floor), but at least the Mac's didn't suffer from my clumsiness! *knocks on wood just to be on the safe side*

It's quite a wonder that I actually have a Mac at all now to be honest. I rushed off to the Apple Store first thing after uni, and after having waited around for what felt like an eternity (the people working there didn't exactly seem too friendly), I was told that, no, unfortunately, they had no Macs whatsoever in store. So I (starting to get slightly desperate - come on, me without access to some sort of laptop only works for so long) politely asked him if there were any other stores in Bergen that might have a Mac in the stock room for me.

So, after having received directions from the chap behind the counter (no, I still don't know where everything is here in Bergen) wandered off to the only other Apple Store in miles around. With what seemed at first to be bad luck. This awfully nice, friendly and helpful guy (from Askvoll actually, only an hour or so from Førde where I went to college) told me that they were all out of ordinary standard Macs, but that he was sure they had a few Macbook Pros in stock. And after having been dazzled by his rather impressive demonstration of the wonder that is Macbook Pro, I caved and said I'd take it!

But when he went to the computer to check for sure if they had any in stock, he couldn't find any! Poor thing, he got really upset about it (seeing as he'd already promised me one) and ran off to the stock room to check it personally, just in case the computer had overlooked any. I'd pretty much given up the hope of getting a Macbook at all when I heard him come half running back from the store room - turned out they had ONE Macbook Pro left, because the person who was originally meant to have it had called in and cancelled the order! Now, that's what I call faith. Or luck. Or whatever. But no matter what was watching over me, I'm very very grateful.

So, that's the story of my pretty exciting day. Now I'm sitting here trying to get used to the whole thing, which is proving to be much easier that I'd thought actually! There are still so many things I haven't had time to discover yet though... I guess it would be close to impossible to cover it all in one night.

P.s. Ben? Eg saknar deg kjempemasse, og eg er så glad i deg at du anar ikkje! Eg vil sove med deg ved sida mi.

I should be in bed... Long day tomorrow as well. I don't know what's been up with my days recently, but seems I never get the time to just sit down and do nothing. Need to change that.

And a good night to all of you.

La Lune

2009-09-05T23:07:00.004+02:00

It's looking at me

I think it's looking at you as well

Its bright white retina

Watching over us

Is it my moon

Or is it yours?

Maybe it's nobody's moon

Or maybe it belongs to all

Those who admire it?

What does your moon look like?

Does it light up your night sky

Like mine does?

When it illuminates your face

Does it reveal a pair of desperate eyes

A slight twitch of insanity

Or maybe a scary smirk?

My moon

My midnight companion

Will never reveal any twitches

Nor a smirk upon my face

For how can a brightly lit torch

A beacon in the night

Possibly bring forth anything but comfort

Tranquility

Safety

And peace?

La lune. Lunacy. I wonder why the moon used to be associated with madness. I guess the werewolves are to blame. Or, more the human imagination really. Not that I'm saying werewolves aren't real... I'd like to believe they are. Yesh, I am driven by my fantasies and my imagination. Because why discard something you'd like to believe in, just because people tell you not to?

I should go to bed. This can't possibly be healthy for me, haha. And yeah, I know the poem is pretty crap, it's not even a proper poem, but it's what I had swirling around in my mind, so...

There.

I promise this will be my last blog post today!

Moonlight caress

2009-09-05T21:04:00.003+02:00

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Hum hum, I'm cold. I've wrapped myself up in a blanket, but it's not helping much. Come warm me, evil one? I might just go make myself a cup of tea. Warm myself up from the inside a bit!

Talking to you ex about relationship issues is a good sign. At least then you know you're both over each other. I'm glad to be able to help though, and that he can still confide in me. This is why I like staying friends with my exes, because, well... They were once really good friends of mine, and you don't just give up on good friendships that easily, do you know.

OH! I CAN SEE THE MOON! Behind some clouds! Hepp yesh! Aw, first time in ages! See, this is the one thing I think I like the best about winter and darkness. The fact that you can see the moon watching over you. I love the moon, I really do... And especially the way it lights up the night sky, and makes it all look so magical.

Listening to Le Mouv. French. I want to be fluent in French some beautiful day. Or at least try to get as close to fluent as I can actually come! Haha, I love the music on Le Mouv! Now Ima go have a quick shower though, and braid my hair so that it will get all nice and curly for tomorrow! I like doing that from time to time. Pampering myself. Yesh indeed.

Amiens in LESS than a month! Almost just three weeks! WIN!

Wollen Sie noch ein Tee haben?

2009-09-05T12:32:00.006+02:00

*tips hat*

And a good morrow to y'all!

I realise that I've been quite crap at blogging recently. Hm. But no, I have NOT given up on it (how could I possibly, blogging is AWSOME fun, and without it I'm pretty sure my brain would've exploded at least twice by now); I've just started blogging a reasonable amount instead, as in ONE blog post every few days instead of three or four blog posts every 24 hours. AND it gives me more to write about! Or... in a way... that doesn't mean I'll write more jibberish, because I think my brain is getting better at selecting the more important things and eliminating the totally random ones, which technically means... I will no longer be killing you with shedloads of randomness!

Haha, if only. OF COURSE I will still be pouring my extreme amount of randomness onto you guys. I would never ever even consider stop doing that. Not that I think I would even be able to... Anyways though. Where was I?

... I honestly cannot remember where I was. But I know where I am! I am currently, as we speak, at this very second of this very minute of this very hour of this very day, located in front of my mum's stationary PC, deeply sunken into the comfyness of the recliner that I oh so very casually and cleverly moved from the middle of the livingroom and into the corner where the computer is. It is mucho comfy indeed. I've sort of created my own little work space over here, with close access to the PC, loads of random uni papers floating about everywhere, and tons of books placed ever so neathly on top of each of the two armrests of the heavenliness that is the livingroom recliner.

AND the sun is shining, AND everything is bright and lovely, AND I'm getting ahead on my reading, at least regarding ENG122, American Literature and Culture... ENG106, Grammar and Sociolinguistics, is a completely different matter... Or, well, I sort of have the grammar covered already seeing as I accidentally read all this semester's curriculum for my exam LAST semester (hurray for not paying attention in classes!), but sociolinguistics... It's not that difficult a subject, don't get me wrong, and it IS really interesting, it's just... there's so much to read and so little time to read it! Like, already I should've technically managed to plow my way through two books, and I'm only half way through the first one. Hm...

Maybe I'll see if I can get a bit of reading done on the bus back to the fair city of mountains tomorrow morning. The way I see it, trying to read on the bus has two possible outcomes:

I manage to get a lot of reading done during those four hours of bussin' about, and I'll get to take the rest of the day off once I actually get to Bergen.
I get VERY VERY nauseous (yes, I can actually spell that word) and car sick, and end up spending the rest of the journey trying my best not to throw up.

Risky? Yeah, a bit. BUT I reckon that if I make sure to eat a proper breakfast, and actually focus on what I'm reading instead of looking up and out of the window all the time, I should be fine. SHOULD. Actually, come to think of it... I should be reading now, shouldn't I.

Swoooooooosh.

That was the sound of me swooshing off to get a bit of reading done. Oh YESH.

P.s. Will be getting a Mac on Monday! Yikes!

Positivities

2009-09-03T11:26:00.002+02:00

Guess what - I have some good news! Actually, I have several pieces of good news. Allow me to make a list.

1. I woke up to a blue sky this morning. The SUN is SHINING. I can't believe how happy it's making me! Feels as if I haven't felt the sun on my face for weeks. Actually, I haven't felt the sun on my face in weeks! And with a tiny self-made bonfire in the fireplace, I'm nice and warm as well. It's actually quite cold outside, can't be more than 14 degrees. Can't be bothered to go check.

2. A yellow butterfly just flew by the livingroom window, right in front of where I'm sitting. And when I say yellow, I mean sparkling yellow. So pretty! It made me smile, it was just such a random thing to happen. Must've been one of those lemon butterflies, I can never remember their actual name, so I just call them lemon butterflies. I thought it was getting a bit late in the year for butterflies, but clearly I was wrong.

3. I have the most cuddly cat ever. And I've also made her really happy by coming home. She's been alone for a week, poor thing, and now she won't leave me alone. AND she still hasn't even tried to bite me, which must me a new record for her. She's truly the most adorable little black fluffball ever.

4. I found my old wrist watch! And it's much nicer than I remembered it to be. It's slightly big and completely circular, and blue and silvery. Very simple and plain, but that's a good thing, because then it goes well with pretty much everything. It needs a new battery though, but that shouldn't be too hard to get hold of. Needs to go to Førde later anyway, to pick up something from the pharmacy, will do it then.

5. I sort of get a new start now! What with having to buy a new laptop and all.

Now Ima go read a bit. A good day to y'all.

Greet the village idiot

2009-09-03T00:59:00.002+02:00

I have some sombre news. *sighs* Tonight... my laptop passed on. It ceased to be. It is now a late laptop. And I will now stop quoting Monty Python and rather move on with my rant. And do you want to know how it died? I drowned it. Yes, you heard me. I am now... a murderer. But an unwilling one of such! Well, purposedly or unpurposedly, I will get my conviction, and I am already suffering greatly.

Curse that glass of water. I don't understand how I managed to knock all of it over my laptop! I thought I'd manage to save it at first, I grabbed the closest towel I could find and started wiping up the water like a thirsty maniac would wipe up spoilt water in a desert, and yes, it looked promising for a few minutes, but then... then, when I lifted the laptop off of the floor to wipe underneath it... snap. Blackness. Total and utter blackness. It's on alright, the icons below the screen are flashing and blinking, but the screen is dead. Blacker than a phoenix's ashes. For a while I couldn't even shut it off (it just turned itself back on half a second later)... Now I can shut it both on and off, but no change whatsoever.

I just keep thinking of all the things I had saved on my laptop though. All the pictures, the documents... I'm most worried about all my pictures. Fair enough, it's only been a few months since I burned all my pictures onto CDs, but during those months more has happened to me than in years. Some pictures are on Facebook alright, but what about all the others? I hope they can be saved somehow! Once my dad gets back I will hand it in to the store where we bought it, to see if there's any hope. Oh, by God, I hope there is.

So now I'm cold, lonely, tired and no longer the proud owner of a working laptop... *bottom lips starts to quiver before bursting out into tears* Only hypothetical tears mind. Fair enough, I DID cry due to my extreme clumsyness/stupidity earlier on, but now that moment's past. Now I'm just sitting here silently cursing myself. And wondering what on earth I'm going to do now. Everyone knows you cannot be a student without access to a computer. ALL my lectures, all the info, everything is online. And also, being the slight internet geek that I am, I need access to MSN. And access to my wonderful wonderful boyfriend...

So... Welcome massive unexpected expenses, I embrace thee! Not really. Aw, dang. I've only had this laptop for about a year and a half. It was too young! It had so many years ahead of it... *sighs heavily* Question is now though... Should I buy the cheapest and most practical laptop I find (something my dad will no doubt vote in favour of) OR... should I use this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity (because I'm NOT planning on making this "spilling-water-onto-laptops" thing a habit, nu-uh!) to buy a long lusted for MacBook? Oh, evil Goddess of Choice and Ambivalence, once again thou revealeth thyself before my eyes. No matter what though, I must make up my mind as quick as... as... well, you think of something quick that I must make up my mind quicker than!

... Still cannot believe this.

On the bright side though, I'm going to the fair city of Amiens and the Barbier residence in 27 days or so. Lovely.

R.I.P. Beloved Laptop.
It has been an honour pushing your buttons.

I need sleep.

Maybe tomorrow morning this will all turn out to be a bad dream. Or maybe not. One can hope though.

P.s. On the stationary now. VERY unusual.

x

My morning

2009-09-01T10:21:00.002+02:00

I want a tablet. So far Wacom sounds like the brand to choose, although, it's pretty much the only brand I've come across in Norwegian internet stores. Anyone out there that knows a lot about these things, and might be able to help me?

Waiting waiting waiting for ze internet man. He's supposed to show up sometime between 8 and 12, and well, seeing as he's still not here, I guess he's planning on coming later rather than sooner. AND as soon as I wrote that, Elin walked in the door and said that they're not coming after all.

THEN I'm off to have a showerr.

Wup.

x

I can do the can can

2009-08-31T22:10:00.002+02:00

10 more views and I hit 1000! If you happen to be my visitor # 1000, please let me know. I might have a surprise for you. *winks* Yay!

Cookiemonsters and ropes

2009-08-30T18:43:00.003+02:00

Herru.

It's raining. A LOT. In fact, it's been raining almost constantly for several days now, at least since Thursday. I think last year's autumn spoilt me rotten, with its sunny, warm and not to mention DRY days. Oh well. Bergen isn't called the rainiest city in Norway for no reason I guess! But really though. It's like someone's decided that it would be funny to empty all the swimmingpools of Heaven onto the Earth in one go. Splash. That's the one word most suited for describing this day. Splash.

I've done nothing today. I feel so... UNACCOMPLISHED. Bah. It must be the rain that's affecting me. I don't mind rain usually, but when I'm on my own and the rain just doesn't stop, I get very restless, and end up doing nothing reasonable. I DID do a drawing today though, that I'm rather pleased with. I actually took a photo of myself to use as reference, worked pretty well I must say. Now I've taped a copy of it onto one of the kitchen cabinets, and one on my bedroom wall next to my Beatles calendar. Will upload it when I get back from the cinema, because, I just realised I'm almost late. Wups! Busstop, now!

Will continue when I return. IF I return. I might just drown in the attempt. If that's the case, it's been nice knowing all of you!

-

And I'm back. And I didn't drown. Much. Funnily it actually stopped raining the moment I walked out the front door! Luck. Hm. Also, I don't think I've ever NOT written a blogpost in one go before. It feels odd... But then again, I'm not the one having to read my ramblings afterwards, so I sort of don't really care much if it doesn't make too much sense.

The movie was really good, it was called Upperdog (and it was NOT about a dog being kidnapped by a crazy scientist and injected with superpowers, like I first though... dang you IMDB for leading me astray in my search for knowledge!) and it was actually a Norwegian one as well! It was really really good though. Want to have a look? (And haha, no, we do not make out movies in bad English, it's just she's from Poland and he's trying to communicate with her the best he can, the rest of the movie actually switches a lot between English and Norwegian). It made me feel warm inside though, the entire thing.

Afterwards I had to wait for my bus for nearly 40 minutes. It was slightly chilly, but it was nice still. I was sitting next to this middle aged lady in the bus shed, listening to music, and feeling the calm of the city. It was strange, but I could hear how quiet the city was even through my music.

But yes! I promised a drawing, didn't I. Here it is.

Since I've been feeling a bit down lately, I decided I should try to change my way of thinking a bit. It does help though, at least most of the time. It's amazing how much you can change using only your brain and your imagination. Where do you think the imagination is located anyway? I like to think that it's closely in contact with the heart. At least sometimes. On special matters.

Anyway, I have some poems to read up on before going to sleep. I think they are poems anyway. Hm, I guess I'll find out soon enough!

And a good night to y'all.

P.S. It stopped raining. :)

Inglourious and way past bedtime

2009-08-29T00:38:00.004+02:00

Picture Brad Pitt. Right, have it? Now, picture the same Mr. Pitt, with a moustache. Not too hard, eh? And now, add the broadest southern American accent you can possibly imagine. Got that? Great. And now... Try to picture a moustached Brad Pitt speaking the crappiest ITALIAN in the world with the most American accent ever.

*slaps hand over mouth to prevent self from bursting into laughter*

REALLY. Inglourious Basterds. WATCH IT. Ah, Quentin Tarantino, I owe you one.

I'm not the biggest fan of Mr. Pitt here (up until tonight I didn't really see what all the fuzz was about), but... Really. REALLY. Aldo Raine? The most GENIOUS character interpretation ever! BIG kudos to Brad here! Haha, never have I laughed so much due to an American southerner.

Go watch it.

Over and out!

x

From the top of my head

2009-08-26T23:05:00.002+02:00

Where is your Mother?
* At my aunt's place. They're going on holiday together to some Greek island together, leaving tomorrow.

Where is your Father?

* Quite possibly at home with my cat.

Do you like to swim?
* I love to swim! I love water in general, as long as it doesn't get in my nose or eyes or mouth, then I just get really stressed.

Do you need to return anyones phone call?
* There's this Swedish number that's been calling me for months now, I haven't picked up yet though, I haven't got a clue who it might be, I don't know anyone in Sweden.

Where were you born?
* The local hospital, in Førde.

Where do you keep your birth certificate?
* ... Haha, I don't keep it... I hope my mum's got it saved somewhere, because I really haven't got a clue what it looks like, or where it is.

How many days until your birthday?
* Let's see... How many days in August... 30? Hm, well, in that case... 19!

What is the closest orange object to you?
* -looks around- There's a memo-clip-holder-thingie on my bedside table that's sort of see-through orange.

Have you sneezed in the past hour?
* Nup, but I sneezed whilst in the kitchen a few hours ago.

How many books are in your room?
* ... You honestly want me to count them all? Fine. 79.

What did you last eat?

* M&M's... Too many.

Who is your favorite teacher of all time?
* Connie Hamre! Aw, she was brilliant, and still is, I presume. She really encouraged my writing.

Name one of your goals for this year?
* Pass my exams with an acceptable outcome without having to read my ass off the week before the examination.

What is the biggest trouble you have ever been in?

* When I tried to get into a night club using a fake ID and then the guards called the police AND my mum... FAIL. Happened once, and never again.

Did you cry when Michael Jackson died?
* I didn't, but his death really shocked me, even though I'm not his biggest fan. I just didn't think he could die, that's all.

What does your 9th message on your phone say?
* -fetches phone- "Når du kjem tilbake? Og skal eg berre lage middag me en gang? Og ka skal vi ete? :-P"

Look to your left. What's there?
* Haha, a wall. XD Mind, a wall with my dragon calendar on it, so not "just" a wall.

Ever pop someone else's pimple?
* ... no? I am of the belief that other people's pimples are none of my business.

How long does it take you to fall asleep?
* Haha, snap.

Are you scared about the end of the world?

* Well, it all seems very unlikely, but I must admit it does scare me a little.

Is it a TV in the room you are in?
* Yup, there's the microscopic travel TV I use for my GameCube.

What are you looking forward to?
* First thing from the top of my mind... Seeing Ben again!

What comes to your mind when I say red?
* Blood... isn't that fairly natural?

What other language do you want to be fluent in?
* French definately wouldn't be too bad... Being able to speak fluent Japanese though would be absolutely awesome. Also wouldn't mind learning Afrikaans, and Welsh.

Do you crack your neck often?
* Never on purpose.

Do you usually hold your pee for a long time?

* Depends on how far away from a bathroom I am!

Is it possible to lick your elbow?
* No... I've already tried.

Worst feeling in the world?
* Let me think... Indifference.

What's your current favorite commercial?
* Haha, favourite commercial? Is there even such a thing? Hm... maybe the Mer commercial. Mer is a sweet apple drink, a bit in the lines of Oasis. There's this young couple sitting next to each other in the sand admiring the sun set in the sea, when all of a sudden, an arrow hits the girl in the side and causes her to bump into the guy, who puts her arm around her. The main reason why I like it though, is the awesomely pretty soundtrack, it bugs me a lot that I can't find it anywhere.

Name something you think is pointless?
* Hm... You know those thingies that peel your boiled eggs for you? Peeling the eggs is half the charm of eating them! And besides, it only takes you about... 2 seconds anyway. It's a bit like opening a gift in a way! ... I want eggs now.

Favorite fast food restaurant?
* Hm... fast food... Does pizza restaurants count? Then Peppes, maybe. Or TGI Friday's.

Have you ever been in a fist fight?
* No, but it's been close on my behalf!

Would you concider yourself as a pyro?
* Haha, not really. It took me 18 years to build up enough courage to use a lighter.

Did you have a weird dream last night?
* Yeah, I did. Creepy quiz...

Do you wish at 11:11?
* No, but I always happen to look at the time at 12:12, 13:13, 14:14, etc...

Do surveys really cure boredom?
* Nah... It passes the time anyway! And hopefully sends me straight to sleep.

Good luck me!
Night-y-oh's.

x

Bedtime stories

2009-08-26T22:42:00.002+02:00

Hello, wondrous huddle of blog readers! Or, the five of you who are actually almost obliged to read this, seeing as you're on my mailing list. Oh, I'm so sly and clever. Also, I'm not tired. Not at all. And I'm not liking it! I mean, it's late, my body should be tired from today's extravagances, but alas, no. It's been like this for a few days now, in fact, I haven't been able to sleep properly since Ben left. It puzzles me a little, because I usually always sleep well. Of course, I have periods where I can hardly sleep at all, where it takes me hours to fall asleep, but... that usually happens during the winter part of the year, and the last time I checked it was still August... Brain, please cooperate and tell me what I should do to make you relax?

*sighs* AND, since I'm already being a ranty pain in your bum, I think it's only fair that I keep it going for a little while longer. I'm DEAD tired in the mornings. It's so hard to get out of bed! I even have to snooze my alarm for an entire hour before I get out of bed, usually half an hour is enough. I'm not tired after I've gotten out of bed, it's just really hard to reach the level of mental control that is necessary to push me out of bed in the first place.

I really don't know what can be causing all this, I mean, I'm not particularly stressed, I'm eating alright, I get loads of fresh air every day... On the other hand, I do have a lot of things on my mind, maybe a bit more than usual, but none of them are of the really serious sort... Oh well, maybe tonight will be different?

Oh! Charlotte has asked me to design her new tattoo! I'm so happy about that! I hope I'll be able to come up with something she'll really love. After all, a tattoo is for life. Made a draft today, sent it to her, and she really liked it, but there are some things that need changing. I love the whole concept, because I get to draw A LOT and use my imagination too, something I definately am in need of! It will take many an hour and very possibly a shedload of sketches, but I'm really excited about it! Like she said, it would be really nice with a Tone-inspired tattoo. *grins broadly*

And, just since I'm not tired just yet, Ima go look up a survey from somewhere, fill it in and post it in a new blog post. I'm just THAT kind.

And Ben? Jag saknar dig så mycket.

x

Vågen i bilder

2009-08-25T00:02:00.007+02:00

Moustache Hanna

Starlight or a trick of the eye?

LP turtle

YUM

<3

x

From the archive

2009-08-24T00:08:00.003+02:00

My dad.

This picture must've been taken at least a few years before I was born. But strangely enough, this is how I remember him from when I grew up, picking me up from kindergarden in his military uniform. He even let me borrow his hat! Oh, how proud I was.

x

Morning sunshine with lemon

2009-08-23T11:14:00.002+02:00

Sipping tea in the morning whilst watching a documentary on Tony Blair... now, if that's not the perfect morning for you, then I don't know what is. Haha, deary me. He's got a very comfortable voice though, he's one of those people I could listen to for ages. He sounds so British it's giving me goosebumps down my spine. Oh, wonderfulness.

I'm feeling worried today. You want to know why? I'm worried about whether or not I'll get to bring the bike with me on the bus to Bergen. And if I do happen to get to bring it (depends on the amount of luggage already in the bus when it stops to pick me up), I'll have to pay EXTRA. Something which I really don't understand, seeing as you don't have to pay extra fees for luggage normally, and in my eyes a bike is as much luggage as anything. Oh well, I guess I shouldn't complain as long as I actually get the bike to Bergen with me. What bugs me though is that I secretly (and often half unconsciously too) worry about such little things like that. I can actually feel it in my chest, it's just a tiny incling or notion, but it's still there, and it annoys me a little.

Anywho! I have to go get some reading down. It will take forever, but it has to be commenced sooner or later. P.s. I cannot believe it's been nine years already since 9/11.

Midnight madness?

2009-08-22T00:25:00.003+02:00

Anime madness on ZTV. The info bar at the bottom of the screen doesn't work though, so I really have no clue which anime it is, but I think it might be Ergo Proxy. Not that I've ever really seen more than a couple of episodes of Ergo Proxy, but it looks a lot like it.

Loads of odd things on TV at night. Anime fever I like though, wish they could send it during the day as well. It's only fair me thinks, not all of us have the endurance to stay awake until forever at night. I'm not a Duracell bunny rabbit.

Just drew a perfectly fine and slightly life-like cat for the first time in my life. Used a picture of my own pretty little cat as reference, and it turned out pretty alright, considering I only spent 20 minutes on it, colouring included. Will upload it when I get back to the big B, seeing as the scanner at home doesn't work.

I mish my Ben.

My cat's got a lump underneath her left eye. Maybe she's been stung by a bee or something, because it seems to be swollen and it's rather warm. Hopefully it'll decrease in size soon. I don't think it's anything serious, seeing as she seems just as fine and normal as always, but I always worry a little bit just in case. She's so so pretty. I always miss her the most when I'm away. It's rather strange, but we're really close. My purdee little cat. We've had her for nine years now, almost!

A person's a person, no matter how small.

-> A very pretty quote I stumbled upon just now. This quote is really the reason why I started writing this blogpost in the first place. I wanted to share it with you guys, but as you all know, I can never do anything the simple way, and therefore I ended up writing loads of randomness instead. Oh well.

And a good night to you all!

x

I wish

2009-08-21T17:13:00.003+02:00

Oh my dear, so much rain falling from the sky!

Can barely see out the window at all.

AND it's sunny! Whilst rainy. Ah, purdee combination.

Me lubs it!

Me also has dried mango.

And enjoys writing in funny language with far-off grammar.

I has nothing to do, and still there's no time to do it all.

Must find time to draw more.

YUP.

Vill til Sverige. Nuh.

Or Germany. Tomorrow.

Or France. Next week.

Oh.
I wish.

x

Read on and find out your IQ

2009-08-20T23:38:00.002+02:00

Knowledge I've aquired in one way or another during the past 24 hours or so:

- It's hard to fall asleep when you're on your own in a bed you've been sharing with someone else for ten days straight.

- It's very enjoyable to be awoken by a text at 6 in the morning because one of your flatmates has spent the night at her boyfriend's and forgot to bring the flat keys with her.

- It's hard to fall asleep again after having gotten out of bed at such an ungodly hour. It's also equally hard to get up when your alarm then goes off at 8.

- It's much easier to get to the busstop on time when you leave the flat without knowing when the bus is supposed to leave.

- I have awesome friends who have even promised to bake me a cake for my birthday and keep insisting that I throw a party so that they can come and make my day.

- You can turn overly mature brown bananas into wondeful cupcakes of banana muffin heavenliness. And yesh, I DO know bananas are actually only properly mature when having turned brown all over, but shush.

- I kick ass at brownies making. *rubs it in*

- I cannot log myself onto MSN or Facebook without ending up spending hours trying to log off again.

- Language rocks. And "English as a Global Language" by David Crystal is if possible the most interesting and awesome language related book I've read so far.

- You never get used to missing people.

- Do not approach middle aged ladies at busstops unless you're willing to engage in a deep and detailed conversation about their 95-year-old mothers and buses that never show up on time.

- Driving with my dad at night results in A LOT of randomness. My dear, no wonder I turned into the oddball I am today. *grins*

- When your cat doesn't show up when you get back home after having been away for more than two weeks and it's raining outside, you get slightly worried.

- Cheese tastes really good when the bread is fresh.

Hope you managed to absorb some learndom from this as well.
I don't know why I keep inventing words.

Oh well!
There are always more important things to worry about.

x

2009-08-20T08:57:00.001+02:00

The ONE weekend I'm going home and won't be here in Bergen, I get invited to 5 parties. FIVE! Honestly, what's wrong with the world.

*grumbles*

x

Rocking chairs and daffodills

2009-08-19T14:38:00.003+02:00

Hello online world and welcome back me!

Haha, my dearing me, I sound quite sad don't I. But tell you what: I couldn't possibly care less! I will admit it - I absolutely love the internet and it is a very essential thing in my life, as sad as that may sound to some of you. But really though! I have so many friends that I for one reason or another don't get to see on an everyday basis, most of them not even on a monthly basis to be honest, and being online is a wonderful way of staying in touch with them all. Safe to say I've missed them all a little during my past few weeks of abscentness (which probably isn't even a word). Or, "a little" is an understatement really, I've missed them all A LOT. I guess that's the price you have to pay for befriending people living halfway across the earth, but... I wouldn't want to be without them for anything!

But despite the lack of internet it's been some wonderful weeks though! Really. R-r-r-r-eally. Oh yesh. I got to spend them with my lovely lovely Ben. He left earlier today though... I miss him a LOT, and I'm doing surprisingly well actually! Meaning that I have managed to restrain myself from crying. So high five me! Really though, I'm quite proud! I think it's because I know I'll get to see him again soon. October. I can wait, he's well worth waiting for. Kisses to you my dear.

Ah... Empty apartment. EHEM! Sorry, FLAT. Empty flat. I have pizza, and yummi juice. Ima relax a bit in front of tha telly (sloth - another deadly sin) before reading up on the things I should've read for my lectures earlier this week. Then I'll be meeting Ami in the city center for dinner later tonight. Poor thing, she's so nervous about this whole "attending a new school" thing. I think she's doing slightly better now though!

Must sort out my room later... It's amazing how messy a room can get when all you do is sleep in it.

It's nice to be back though. Comments mucho appreciated!

Loveage,
x

A farewell (for now)

2009-08-07T12:25:00.003+02:00

Just thought I'd let everyone know that I probably won't be too visible online the next couple of weeks, seeing as I'm going to back to fair Børrrrrgen today and we're waiting to get internet installed in the new apartment, it'll probs be at least 2 more weeks. I love the new apartment though! I love it! I mean, I love it as much as it's possible to love a building. Sigh. Ah.

- Now, before I go all dramatic on you, Ima leave you to it, and go pack my things. Yes, procastination FTW! Could've finished packing yesterday, but noooo, why do things now when you can do them later? Oh dear. My nose is stuffy. Sniff sniff, still! And I cough. Go away, silly cold! It's almost gone though, I'm not even sure if it can be called a cold anymore, it's just the aftermath of it. Battling the aftermath! That's what I'm doing.

Mentor week next week! It's gonna be fun, me hopes. And thinks. And less than 48 hours until I get to see my evil one! Awesomeness.

And with these words, I bid thee farewell. And au revoir. I'll be back soon. But for now, go live your life to the fullest, so that you have something to tell me about when I get back.

See thee laters!

Cosmic Dancer

2009-08-05T22:22:00.003+02:00

Dirty Dancing always makes me wish I was a dancer. But then again, I am a dancer in a way, aren't I? We all are. I'm dancing to the rhythm of life. What are you dancing to? I'm moving according to the rhythm of the Earth, and the pulse of the emotions flowing through my body at all times. I dance to the beat of the moonbeams at night and the endless skies filled with sunshine during the day. I move like the tiny pebbles in a riverstream and the green buds on the trees when they caressed by the wind. Life is making me dance. It's making all of us dance. Even though you might not notice it, the motion is always there, you just have to open your heart and allow it to flow through you. You have to get into it. Get into the groove, as one might say. Groove. Ace word. My word, I'm random. But I'm starting to understand the whole idea of cosmic dancing though, at least that's something.

Something odd happened earlier. Yes, odd things keep happening to me from time to time, I'm rather enjoying it to be honest. I was driving back from Charlotte's, when all of a sudden this car approached me from behind, and rather fast as well, so I decided I'd better pull over and let them past to avoid creating unecessary irritation. So I slowed down, pulled over and stopped at a busstop. And then the odd thing happened. The car that had been approaching me which such a speed actually slowed down considerably when passing me, and the guy in the passenger seat actually turned around to study me. And then they simply just flashed their lights a few times as to thank me, before driving on. I'm sure I must've known them though, or that they must've known me from somewhere, because I swear I recognised his face. Hm. Oh well.

Wup dee wup dee.
Off to watch Sex Education with my mum.
Haha, yesh.
Awesome show though, really!

x

2007

2009-08-04T16:48:00.003+02:00

Haha, oh dearing me. I found this REALLY old piccie lurking around some dark and distant corner of my laptop today, and I figured I should undust it and give you all an idea of what I looked like in 2007. Can you believe it's been two years already? My 18th birthday party. Stuart was there somewhere as well, possibly in my bedroom on my laptop, antisocial animal. Can't blame him though, since none of my friends wanted to speak any English with him, poor thing! What can I say though, I really like my outfit! I still have that skirt and those stockings, although I've lost the jumper... I miss it, wish I knew where it was! And look at my hair - it's MILES long! I'm definately letting it grow back. No doubt about it. And haha, Elin looks really young as well, she's definately changed a lot. Aw, Elin... I MISHU! Can't wait to live with her again!

Anywhoooooooooo.
Enough reminiscing for today!

Arrividerci!

Yes, I'm still alive

2009-08-04T16:34:00.002+02:00

Ah. Puh.

I'm back home, but for some reason I cannot seem to relax. Not properly anyway. Might be because my mum's constantly giving me instructions on things that I apparently have to do for some reason, or maybe it's just because I know I'm going back to Bergen on Friday. UNI STARTS SOON DANGIT! *stoked*

Also, my schedule seems to be rather tight all of a sudden. In addition to packing all my stuff and doing all the other things I have to do back home, I also have a date with my beloved Charlotte tomorrow - we're going to spend some sorely needed Tone&Charlotte time together, can't wait! And earlier today I bumped into Hilde whilst shopping for ink for the printer (or, I didn't "bump into", I was walking along, well absorbed in my own thoughts when I heard someone call my name), and hopefully we'll be able to pull something off on Thursday. And Friday it's woooosh all the way back to Bergen! Yuppi!

I've been thinking a lot about flies lately. Bzzz. And I've come to the conclusion they're either extremely intelligent, or very very stupid. I mean, how hard is it to take a hint? When someone repeatedly attempts to hit you, you don't hang around and keeps bothering them, do you? But then again, there is a chance they're just pretending to be stupid whilst actually being very smart, and that we're some sort of scientific experiment that they have to survey. I don't know, but whatever the explanation they're still damn annoying.

And yes, about the ink - I've been printing loads of piccies for my bedroom wall in the new apartment. My plan is to make the awesomest room ever. Will I succeed? Time will tell. As long as there's a plan, there's hope. Also, I'm getting my bed today! I think. Ami is supposed to bring it to Bergen today, which means... I'LL HAVE A BED!!! Finally. Aw, it's going to be so cool to see what my room actually looks like with a bed in it. Because at the moment, it's not a BEDroom, it's just a room. But that's about to change very VERY soon.

Also, I'm getting visitors on Saturday! Or, just one of them. But one very awesome visitor is way better than ten average ones. Heck yeah. EVIL!

Off to visit mah grandmah.

Peace out.

xx

?

2009-07-28T12:41:00.003+02:00

... Wha... what's this you say? A blog post? From... Tone? How is that even possible, you might ask yourself, she hasn't written one in ages. But yes, I am happy to inform you that I am still alive, and very much so too.

Having spent the last two weeks in France I currently find myself located in England. It's been one kick ass awesome holiday so far, I've been enjoying every second of it, pretty much. I'll be home in 6 days time though, my plane leaves for Bergen on Sunday. So... At least now I've made "people" aware of when I'll become all available again, so... no need to keep wondering!

Hm... I won't even attempt trying to sum up my holiday so far, because I would just end up typing for ages and years and decades, and that's something I don't feel like doing right now, so... I'm afraid you'll have to wait for the piccies, then you can all see for yourself. And yesh, I very much do enjoy uploading pictures and albums on Facebook, no matter how sad that might seem. But I know that people enjoy looking through them, so in a way, I'm not doing it for me, but for all you nosy and curious people out there. Haha, oh dear.

Anyways though... That's all I wanted to say pretty much.

And once again, I'm off for a little while.

Au revoir, peeps.

Dawn of the Dinosaurs

2009-07-05T23:33:00.004+02:00

JUST found out that SIMON PEGG is doing the voice of BUCK in the latest Ice Age movie, I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! HE's awesome, BUCK's awesome, oh my dear God what a lovely combination. I MUST see that movie in its original language. I MUST.

Albeit, I love the Norwegian dub. Really, it's one of the few movies where I actually love the dubbed version. But honestly, Simon Pegg? *faints*

Also, I think I'm in love. With Buck. Ah! *sighs and drifts away on an imaginary cotton candy cloud* ... Haha, I joke. But really, he was... awesomeness.

... Ah, what the heck, I might as well just post a photo to underline my point. Brace yourself for one shedload of awesomeness.

(Also, one thing that just struck me... Shaun of the Dead, Dawn of the Dinosaurs... See the connection, eh?)

Me hearts!
<3

x

Finished one

2009-07-05T00:10:00.002+02:00

See, like I promised.
I really really like it.
I think I might put it on my wall even, and that's something I rarely rarely do.

Sorry about crap quality, but it's A3 format, hence too big to even fit in a scanner.
Well, not any of the scanners I have access to anyway.

Lookie, he's holding her hand and is worried about her falling off of the mushroom.
SO CUTE.
:3

x

Luminous mushrooms

2009-07-04T22:27:00.004+02:00

Guess what! I'm drawing again. Or, at least I've finished 3/4 of a drawing, and I guess that's pretty good considered I've been pretty dried up lately regarding ideas and will to draw. But yay, I finally managed to sit myself down and get started, and it all went pretty smoothly. I usually have at least a vague idea when I start drawing, although it's not a rare thing for my drawings my end up completely different from what I had in mind when I started drawing them.

Like this one. I was standing by the kitchen window, watching my cat on the terrace, sipping water from a bowl I'd put out for her (poor thing, she's all black... and she doesn't like drinking water when she knows someone's watching), when out of nowhere my mind decided to go all funny on me, and I ended up trying to picture what it would be like if my cat was bigger than me, just like I'm bigger than her. Hey, I thought, now that's an idea for a drawing. So I went to gather all my pencils and markers and erasers and you name it, and by the time I sat down on the veranda the idea had evolved into drawing a tiny little person in a field of daffodils. Still a rather fascinating idea, I would say.

Looking at my drawing now though... It almost looks rather psychedelic even though it's still only black and white, there are only four flowers in total (so much for my meadow), one ginormous mushroom and... I don't know why, but... you know those mannequin dolls artists use for reference? Two sort of mannequin like dolls, with all the joints clearly visible, anime style. Aaand... they're naked. Yup. And he's got wings, and she's sitting on top of the giant mushroom. And there's nectar drops floating in the air. Oh, and did I mention that the mushroom is luminous, and gives off a faint glow in the dark?

... Yeah, my imagination works alright, but only when it wants to. I did make up an entire scenario in my head whilst drawing it, so yeah, it all makes sense to me, even though it might not make much sense to you when you see it. But that's what's so fun about drawing, it doesn't have to make sense unless you want it to. Will upload it once I finish it.

What a waste of time

2009-07-04T10:15:00.002+02:00

What a waster, what a f%&@ken waster... Downloaded some Libertines yesterday, listening to them now. Can't stand me now, can't stand me now... YORK. Aw. How I miss that place. *pulls sad face while gazing longingly across imaginary sea in front of me*

Hm. I like these people. Really. Pete Doherty has managed to surprise me. I'm impressed. Also, I think it's time I write a little anecdote on how horribly bad I am at censoring my written pieces of cursedom. Really. I can't say for sure how many times I've caught myself typing "f*uck". I mean, the fancy star is there alright, but now, what's the point of censorship if you keep all the original letters? I rest my case.

What's the correct name for the "*" anyway? I've been trying to google my way to an answer, but alas, with no considerable luck so far. Annoying part is I really should know this, because I remember dObBy telling me a while back, but we all know how wonderful and aweworthy my memory is. Thumbs up to that. Anyways though, in my "Quest of the Search for the Anonymous Symbol *" (as I've now officially named it), I did stumble upon another page. What is it called, it's called. Haha. *grins* By the way... Can you say "quest OF", or does it always have to be "quest FOR"?

I will quote the site I found once I've said this one very important thing. I LOVE THE LIBERTINES!! So... so... so... CATCHY dang it! *does some imaginary dancing whilst lying flat on tummy on bed*

Alright, back on track. Hello. Nice seeing you're still keeping track! Kudos to you for that. Now, did you know that ducks are never male? Yes, you heard me. The males are called drakes. Drakes! That's almost dragon! Drakes - Drake - Drage - Dragon! *jumps up and down excitedly* Next time I see a duck OR drake I will most definately be tons more excited than I usually am whenever I spot one.

Also, I've just learned that I'm in fact diglot. Yesh. *grins proudly* And you might be one too, without even knowing it!

Planes leave contrails, when flying high up in the sky.

And you know how some people say they "know this or that like the back of their hands"? Well, the next time you want to brag about your knowledge of something, you may now feel free to say "Oh, I know it like I know my opisthenar!". And then you may feel free to put on a mucho cocky grin and feel awfully superior for a little while. Ah, the beauty of knowledge.

Oh, and why am I blogging this early you say? Well, because I've already been awake for ages it feels, and besides, I have nothing better to do. Or, I have a shedload of other things to do, only, I do not particularly feel much like doing any of them. Ah, the art of procastination.

And yes, I very much enjoy ending each paragraph with "Ah, the something of something". Maybe I'll turn it into a habit eventually. Ah, the annoyance of repeating things. And the pleasure of infuriating people by doing so. XD

Alright, I'll stop now. And go tidy up my room. And then see if there's anything else I can do. My blog posts always grow faaar too long. Sorry 'bout that.

Ps. I'm soon going to get to listen to the Beatles as close to live as I can possibly come. Help! on LP. LP dangit. I cannot believe the kindness of some people!

Have thyself a merryful little day, will thee.

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2009-07-03T19:17:00.002+02:00

I wonder who first thought of adding a veranda to their house. Genius idea, if you ask me. Also, I thought of something earlier today that I don't think I've ever given a second thought before - clearly asfalt must be one of the most frequently used inventions in this world. I mean, it's EVERYWHERE. Pretty much. It's not like you can avoid it.

Driving back from Førde today (short shorts shopping FTW right?) something fairly odd happened. A name popped into my head. I mean, names pop into my head all the time, but this one was different. And I will bet half my bed that you will not, and I repeat WILL NOT be able to get it right, at least not first time around. Really. It surprised me as well! But yesh. Gareth Gates. GARETH GATES. What on earth? So I drove back home, youtube'd it, and figured out that hey, he's the one singing "Anyone of Us", my fave song for an entire summer plenty of years ago. Possibly about the time when I first I went to England. Which would've been in... 2005? Possibly? Nah, maybe even earlier. Yeah, wait - must've been in 2004 or something, I don't really remember. Anyways though, it makes me feel like a giggly little schoolgirl again. I lurve it. *grins broadly*

Also - Regina Spektor. Another artist whose music I used to absolutely adore years ago, but managed to completely forget about. Heard one of her albums being played in a store today. Love it when these things happen. You are my sweetest downfall... *hums*

I am warm.
VERY warm.
But it's so so so nice!
And the veranda is all cool and nice anyway.
And I have fruit in the fridge.
Cool and yummi.
France in a week.
England in three weeks.
Thumbs up to that.