Still sick, but seeing the light!

At least I hope it's the light. Maybe it's the heaven light, but what the hell.. As long as I'll be done coughing and stuff I'll greet it with joy!

You should have seen my right eye this morning, it was completely swollen shut due to an allergic reaction to something. I seriously looked the same as I did when I hit my head on a rock a year and a half ago. And I did not look good back then. Not going to post the horrible pictures.

On to brighter subjects, I GOT THE DAMNED POLICE ATTEST TODAY!!! :D For those of you that read the rant about it earlier last week I think you can understand how damned pleased I am. Seriously jumping for joy in my chair (at least in my head, doing it right now only produces long coughing riots). And I also got the loan money. 18 000 kr. I feel rich. Almost.

Have found myself listening to Adele this week. Especially "Set Fire to the Rain" and "Turning Tables" not usually what I listen to but the woman's got a voice! Also listened to this song from Avicii called Fade Into Darkness. Kind of like it! Despite this being something I would have turned off immediately 2 years ago. It's kind of a happy go lucky party song, you know?

Right now I'm moping on my chair because I took the decision to drop out of the stand up show with the group. Because what if I had went since I'm feeling a LITTLE better than yesterday (not much) and then have to drop out tomorrow when we're having a MASQUERADE PROM! And for some odd reason (since I'm not particularly into dressing up) I really really REALLY want to go!! So I have no other choice now than getting better, because I am going.

Maybe it's because I get to wear a mask? I don't know but something about wearing a mask and "hiding" yourself intrigues me. I can't fucking wait. That's not my mask btw. Mine is black. And has awfully lot of feathers and stuff on it, so I'm kind of improving it. I was really going to make my own mask, but then I got sick, and I haven't really felt like walking around town trying to find the stuff I need. So today I pulled myself out of bed (got the day off), and took a bus down town so I could by a mask. Was done in the matter of 30 minutes and on my way back home again. I might post a picture of myself tomorrow. Who knows?

Oh and you know what, everyone else seems to have started school. Everyone is talking about lectures and stuff, and we haven't started at all!

But we are starting now. Tomorrow. 8.30 sharp. 

And do you want to know what I'm doing?

MATH.

From fucking 8.30 am until 14.00 pm. Someone kill me now!

Peace, out!

I hate being sick

I mean... Don't you?! I have nothing against laying in bed just chilling, but when I'm sick I hate it. I hate missing out on stuff, and I DO miss out on stuff since it is the "get to know you weeks" on school.
So this is about all I'm going to write today. Promise to come back stronger later. Preferably tomorrow. I'm trying to be a steady writer. Pictures of me today. YAY! (Not. I just haven't really taken any pictures today, so you get to see me instead, you lucky bastards. No make up, sick and with hair in different directions. Lovely isn't it?)

Pic (pics) of the day:

Trying not look sick and failing miserably

Failing worse. AND LOOK AT THE BAGS UNDER MY EYES!!! D:

No makeup, no nothing. Look at what I do for you people.

Fuck this... I'm going to bed. 

Hope you sleep better than me.

Birthday girl and Christmas carols

IT'S ANNE'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!! I don't know where she is right now, since she lost her phone earlier today, but I'll get to that.

I didn't have to do anything today, since my gaffers (still don't know if that's right, maybe I'll call them advisers) told me that I could just skip the introduction thingy that happened around 9 am. So i did. And around 11 when Anne finished at school I got on the bus with her and we went down to the city to celebrate her birthday with some cake on a cafe since it's her birthday. Poor thing had to by it herself though (and mine) because I have like 60 kroner (Norwegian valuta) left. BUT I PROMISE TO MAKE IT UP TO HER!

She ordered some brownies for herself, but after two bite she had this disgusted face and declared that she didn't like the brownie. So I laughed her and we walked on. She had a little grumpy mood which I then laughed even more at because it's a bit sad to let a tiny brownie control your mood like that (not that I don't get her, the brownie was disgusting).

When we finally decided to go home we jumped onto bus 9, which is one of the buses going to where we live. After a couple of minutes though, we realize that the bloody bus-driver has changed the umber on the bus (WHILE WE WERE SITTING IN IT) and it was now bus nr 4. Which of course goes in the totally wrong direction. So we just had to sit there to the last stop, and then the busdriver told us to get off the bus, so we had to get off, and then just sit at the bus stop until he started driving back again.

So to lighten the mood I pulled up some Love-Hearts from my bag, and a bottle of Coke. Did you know that if you eat a love-heart (chew it to pieces but don't swallow) and then drink some coke it bubbles in your mouth? It sounds disgusting, but I promise it's a funky feeling! So we laughed about that. Laughed until we cried actually.

Then she did this posture that she did last year around this time, which got us laughing again. (Picture below from last year)

When the bus finally arrived we got on again. Yipeykayey! But when we got to town again to take the RIGHT bus back home she realized she'd forgot her phone on the bus stop. So she had to take the damn bus back again. In the mean while I tried to call her phone to see if someone picked it up, but no one did. And suddenly her sister called me and said they had got a phone from a woman saying she had found Anne's phone. I of course couldn't tell her that, because she had already left, so I sat at home, waiting for her to come. When she finally did I told her that she could get her phone back on Monday, since the woman was getting back into town at that time. So it's all good and dandy.

I just got back from yet another adventure with my fellow ducklings and our gaffers. We had a rebus today, and had to wear costumes, so we dressed up as Santa's xD So much fun, Christmas carols and everything in the middle of August. Did a lot of funny tasks. And I seriously think we can win this thing. But I won't know until tomorrow.

Love-Hearts <3

Hahahahahahaha I always laugh at this picture. So much fun. And LOOK at that face! You're adorable sweetie <3

Don't let the big bugs bite tonight! 

Tired..

I'm so tired. Always tired.

That's not true, but I am tired right now. Had another nice day today, and I like my group of ducklings I think. (Read yesterdays post if you don't get it)

Had to take photos today, to have on our student id. I did a lot of weird faces, so the lady got a bit upset with me. Made everyone else laugh though ;)

Afterwards me and a girl from my group ran up to the bus so we wouldn't miss it, and we just barely made it. I swear to God, that hill is going to KILL me this winter. So we went down town and just walked around a bit, until I met a friend of mine, so we talked for a while, until I walked towards the bus stop, to meet another of my friends.

It's fun how it is 171 161 people here, and I still manage to bump into people I know ALL the time! I love it <3 
It was good to see Tj again. (Click on her name and check out her blog if you're Norwegian, she have a contest going on!) Always great to meet up with her :)

In about 30 minutes, Anne turns 19. Whoopedidoo! I feel so old sometimes, even though I'm only two years older xD

Oh, and did I mention last post? MY SCHOOL WAS A FREAKING MENTAL HOSPITAL UNTIL 1990!
And check this out, the first patient? A TEACHER xD (Which is bloody funny since it now is a school who educates teachers and silent language people.)

And the poor bastard was admitted at 33 years old (in 1872), because he had pulled away from his students and his young wife, in the belief that the tuberculosis he had would spread. But at that time, it was believed that tuberculosis was something you were born with, and so they deemed him to bee insane and with obsessive thoughts. So he was there for six months until they brainwashed it out of him. Of course he left the mental hospital/ asylum with tuberculosis, and died a while later. 

The poor man was locked up there because he believed in something, (THAT PROVED TO BE RIGHT) but since it wasn't known at the time, nobody listened to him.

PIC OF THE DAY:

Doesn't look that cosy, does it? 

But according to the history teacher, what for us seems like a doom, for them felt like relief. Well... as relieved as an insane man can feel. And the museums guide, actually WORKED there! He was like 82 years old, and ultra awesome. He told us about how mentally challenged people in the 1800 were practically locked up, because no one handled it, and that it was basically up to his or her family. So they just put them in the stable or something, tied up with a rope.

Doesn't sound so appealing, right?

But on the farm (which it was before it became an asylum) they got to work and even though it was hard work, the people working there at least tried to keep them occupied. And if they worked hard, they were calmer in the evening. 

Sorry about the history lesson, but it was actually kind of interesting when he told us about it, he was a really good professor! To bad I don't take history. Yet at least. 

Sweet dreams my lovlies <3

Where the streets have no name..

The clock is about 23.30 as I write this, and my eyes keep dropping so I'm not going to pretend that this is going to be the greatest thing you'll ever read.

I just got back from a party with one of my gaffers (or whatever the hell it's called in English). I started school today you see. But we have something, that's called fadderuka, which if I translate it badly, Norwegian style becomes gaffers-week. (Don't think that's even remotely close to the actual name, but I'm too tired to care.)

Basically it's a week, well two weeks, where we party and get to know our new fellow students. We're divided into groups, and students, who are starting their second year is our gaffers (?!?). So they take care of us and herd us along to greatness. (Yeah Right).

The party was kind of cool though, and I don't have to be at school until 12.15 tomorrow, and since I dropped the actual party and only went to the pre-party I get loads of sleep. AND I NEED THAT.

The people, gaffers, persons... Are called Quak! xD Funny name, and of course they have a duck mascot. So we're the little ducklings just trudging along.

Anyways.. Off to bed now, sooooo tired!

Pic of the day (not mine, but I was there!):

It was of course POURING down with rain and we stood there for hours. HOURS I TELL YOU!

Whoaaaa... Starting to sound a little bit maniac now... Going to bed. 

Sweet Dreams <3

Ps: I actually forgot to write about the title. Where the streets have no name, is originally a U2 song, which I'm sure many of you have heard. But 30 Seconds to Mars (I know, I know... I obsess over them daily, get over it) covered it for their MTV Unplugged show, and I can't get it out of my head! Listen to it!!!!! :D

Sweet Dreams <3<3 (For real this time)

Forever Aloooone

So I'm sitting alone, in my room. Bored out of my mind actually.

Anne is off partying with her new fellow students, but since I have to get up kind of early in the morning, and I've slept terribly bad, the last few days. Well not bad. I just wake up stupidly early in the morning!

So I drank a cup of hot chocolate and watched a couple of episodes of Long Way Round. Seriously fun motorcycle show, where Ewan McGreggor and Charlie Boorman travels around the world on motorbikes.
I'm officially starting tomorrow. Kind of weird, but good also, because these last couple of days have been all about chilling and meeting people.

I went for a run today though, almost 20 km. Haven't done that in a while.
It was pouring down with rain as well! But that's how I like it. At least when I'm running.
Normally I wouldn't run so long, but I kind of lost my way since I'm not known here, so it was kind of more of an adventure than a normal run.

Spent a lot of time today, talking with one of the girls we're sharing kitchen with. She and I sat there for about an hour after Anne left. It was fun, and we kind of have the same view on a lot of things, so we get along rather well.

I'm kind of pissed off right now though, because the loan people have done a mistake, and I have to get this thing from the Police, so that the professors know I haven't molested children or done drugs or stuff like that. And OF COURSE, there was something wrong so I had to apply AGAIN.

NOT FUN :(

So now I have to wait even longer, and they use A LOT of time on processing it. It sucks. And it usually happens to me, so maybe in a way I should be used to it. But no. Aaaaarg.

Alexander called today though, from Scottland, since he's there working. Lightened the evening a little. He's a little sweetheart he is, despite his bad boy look and his ability to get into fights. I miss him.

Pic of the day:

my lovely hot chocolate that I drank alone.

Sweet dreams <3

Sweet mother of...

Oh my God! Another post? So soon? Are you kidding me?

No I'm not. I'm surpisingly awake, even though I've been up at around 6.30 the last days due to too much light in my room. Not cool.

I had a blast today. Met up with some friends from this school I went to in 09/10. I've talked about it before, I'm sure of it. And it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo god to see them again. <3 Missed them like hell!

Other than that I walked around town to get a few supplies and then went home. I walked in heels today. HEELS!

For those of you that know me, I'm not good at walking with heels. Not as in I can't walk in them, because I can, but I rarely do it, so when I do, my feet hurt like a bitch about 10 minutes later xD

Me and Anne, finished watching yet another episode of House earlier. I mean... Who can possibly resist Doctor Chase?

Doctor AND Australian? Yes please!

Haven't got that much more to write about right now, except that Anne made a complete fool of us, while a guy that we're sharing living room with walked by. It was freaking hilarious! 

Promised to post a couple of pictures from my room, didn't I? Well here it is, before and after ;) And also while I'm building this shelve thingy. Not completely done yet, but getting there ;)

All of my crap before I got to unpack. Small room, but I've got my own bathroom at least.
AND LOOK AT THOSE HIDEOUS CURTAINS!!! D:

Quite pleased with my work if I say so myself.

And then I started unpacking... Built the night table/ drawer as well!

A little more cozy now, don't you think?

See the elephant in the corner? Haha!

Pic of the day:

Almost fell asleep there, listening to the rain. 

Have a good night! 

New People, New City

I moved on friday. To Trondheim of all places. But you gotta do what you gotta do to get that damned education. Not that I really needed to move here.

But I ended up her nevertheless. Doesn't really matter to me at this point ;) I'm going to study for a teacher's education this year, and see if that's something for me. I enjoy working with kids, so I suppose it will be ok. I'm living at a so called student city. I guess you could call it a campus, except that the school isn't here. The school I'm attending is roughly 5 km away. So tomorrow I'm going to try and figure out which busses I have to take and whatnot.

So I live on the second floor, and Anne (you know who she is if you've read earlier posts) lives right next to me. And we're sharing livingroom and kitchen with presumabely 5 other people, plus there's an apartment in the end so I guess thats 7. So in total we're 4 girls and 5 guys. At least we think so xD Haven't met everyone yet.

Pic of the day:

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Anne cleaning her shoes

 

Sunset.

I think I might actually like it here. 

Ps: I KNOW this is not what I promised to blog about, but it's coming, I SWEAR! :)
(Daniel that was directed spesifically to you)

Oh and btw, I cut off over half of my hair! D: But it looks decent enough :) Pics of the room transformation later, going to bed now.

Sweet dreams! xXx

Catch Up

Where to start?


I have no idea actually. Truth to be told, I haven't been THAT busy... Well I have been the last month.
You see, I've been traveling, two weeks to Croatia, Makarska Rivieran to be exact.

And what a trip it was! 5 girls for two weeks. 14 days! 336 Hours! 20 160 minutes! Just to be exact that's 1 209 600 seconds. Just so you know it. I was like AAAAAAH!!!! 2 FUCKING WEEKS? ONLY GIRLS?! I'LL GO FUCKING INSAAAAAANE! Surprisingly though, it went smoothly, and we had a blast. Practically swimming in Zebra's and Mr. LovahLovah's. You'll get it.

We laughed during most of the trip, and I want to go back. REALLY BADLY.
Even if it's just to see Niko (Mr. TatooLovahLovahGuy) or if it's just to sail on the Voga with Mr. LovahLovah. Or maybe just to lay on the beach and look at all the Zebra's walking by with dark shades, so that they won't know your looking.

Ah the good life!

Two of my friends during the sunset <3

I was slightly pissed though, the week before we left, you see... 30 Seconds to Mars played at Hove. A Norwegian Festival. AND I COULDN'T GO! You might have noticed, but I worship these guys. Not in a creepy stalkerish way though. I just really like their music. And besides... Jared is yummy.

But no reason for brooding over that now... It's over and done.

When we got back home there was the Jazz Festival. I don't listen to too much Jazz. I mean I enjoy Jamie Cullum and stuff but he's not a hard core Jazzer. He played on the Jazzfestival a couple of years ago, come to think of it. It was awesome!

This year we had a lot of Norwegian big hits, like Mathias Eik Band (not my cup of tea, too slow, but nice to listen to if that's what you want, to just listen.) Kaizers Orchestra (LOVE THEM), Jarle Bernhoft (had never heard his music before, but he was really rather cool!) and Røyksopp (started listening to their music not so long ago, but I like it!)

We also had Sinead O'Connor, it was a good concert but it was raining and her music is kind of slow and not something you really dance/move around to, so I was freezing my ass off. 

So Mathias Eik Band and Kaizers Orchestra played on wednesday and then...

Then came the day that shook Norway. 

22. July 2011 - A day we will remember for a long LONG time. 

I got the messages that a bomb had gone off in Oslo quickly after it happened. I had a friend visiting from another part of the country and we were going to the concert. So we did. 

We saw Sinead. 

We saw Jarle Bernhoft.

And then suddenly the organisators of the concert and Røyksopp walked onto the stage, anounsing that there had been people killed on Utøya. A small island in the fjord outside Oslo. The concert was cancelled. 

So we went home, I think I can say pretty confidently that I drove home in a daze, radio on the entire time. We soon learnt that the people killed were youths. YOUTHS. 

A lot of things happened at once. A lot of information, a lot of checking if your loved onces are safe.

I didn't know anyone of the 68 youths killed or the 10 killed in the bomb explotion.

The next day we learnt that the bomb and the shooting was linked. And that a Norwegian man was behind it. 

A couple of day's later I learnt that one of the best friends of a guy I've been seeing a lot of lost his little sister. 

It breakes my heart, because he is the sweetest guy! I don't even know him that well, only met him a few times, but he is so sweet and caring. I never met his sister. And my heart goes out to him.

<3

I don't want to stop this post on this. I mean it's such a sad thing. 

My thought's go out to all the people who was killed and all the people who are affected by it.

On the other side I don't think Norway have ever been so united.

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But I mentioned this guy earlier. I think I might be in love. Ugh. Love.

I.Don't.Do.Love

But somehow this guy have managed to crawl underneath my skin. Figuratively.

And

I

Can't

Stop

Thinking

About

Him

I'm engaged to his 5 year old little brother though. He is the most adorable thing. And I bet you he'll be just as handsome as his brother when he growes up. Anyway's this is starting to get embarrassing. And I don't like that. 

Tell me what to doooooo! D:

I'll most defineately probably most likely write more about him. My head is so obsessed with him that I need to get it out somewhere. And poor Anne is probably SICK of hearing about it xD

Love you loades xXx