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Monday, 21 December 2009

5+(-9)x250:22-(-5)=?

Last winter, me, my little sis and the Belgian girl that worked a while in the hotel last winter.

Mathematics is made of 50% formulas, 50% proofs and 50% imagination.


Mathematics is like love; a simpel idea, but it can get complicated.


I don't believe in mathematics - Albert Einstein.
Math test. Today. Only 5 hours. My grade went down the drain.
But while I sitting there, not getting a thing and confused by the numbers that were dancing before my eyes, I started thinking. What does this test really mean. Sure, it is important to my grade, but what does that mean? What do I do with that grade? Get an education, a well-paid job and live happily ever after? I can find happiness too without being a straight A/6/10-student. Of course, I want to get an education. But would it be so bad if I dropped out, flunked or got expelled? No. I would be scared and stressed, but then I would find something else. Another thing that my heart wants. People have survived without it for decades and I won't be any different.
So I just don't take everything that serious. I'm not risking my sleep scedule to study for a test and I won't forget my friends because of essays. Healthy, according to me. That's why I'm not suicidal because of my lousy test today. I'll survive.
Prepare! My plan from now on: Volleyball tournament on school - buss home - slide down the hill enjoying the snow - play Santa Claus - packpackpackpack - sleep - get in car - skiiing - presents! - The Netherlands - family weekend - New Year! - back to Norway - finish school - study law - be a lawyer - husband - three kids - minivan - soccermom - grandma - greatgrandmother - the dark and unknown blackness of dead.
Wait... Back up. Not yet ;)

Sunday, 20 December 2009

Your eyes aren't fooling you, I actually got a... Header!

Knock, knock
Who's there?
Banana
Banana who?
Knock, knock
Who's there?!
Banana
Banana who?
Knock, knock
Who's there?!!!
Orange
Orange who?
Orange you glad I didn't say banana?
Amazing joke. If you don't get it, try saying it out loud ;)
So today I woke up and spent the whole day reading Inkspell, the second book in one of my favourite series, doing god-awful math and eating left-overs. Preliminary exam tomorrow, and I'm scared to death. I also painted my nails, both finger and toes, they're grey now :P I managed to forget my power cable in Lavik, but I didn't die because of lack of computer... ness?
Back to doing tasks and trying to stomp the stupid ''sentences'' in my head.

Such a winter wonderland!

Snow is falling
from the sky above
Snow is falling
Put on scarf and glove
Snow is falling
What a beautiful fight
Snow is falling
It sparkles in the light
Snow is falling
Soft cotton wool flakes
Snow is falling
A white blanket it makes
Micron

It is so pretty outside. Enormous heaps of snow, everywhere. Lovely, soft, cold heaps of wetness. When I got to my appartement tonight I litteraly had to dig my way through. But I love it. It makes me feel like a little kid, and I cnaæ't help but smile when i have to pick the little flskes of my lashes.



Look at the stairs, you cant even see them ^^ I would have loved to be at home tomorrow and slide down the hill with my siblings and neighbours, but nono, I'm doomed to working on my maths all day. Preliminary exam on monday, and I'm scared to death. I'll probaly be so paralized by nerves that i won't even be able to write my own name. Wellwell.


Was over at Anne Marte's tonight! So much fun :D We talked and laughed and listened to music and ate pizza and too much candy and then we watched Scary Movie 1. Selvi was all hyped up on something and we drank cider with an enormous amount of alcohol. 0,7%
Picture of the b-day girl!




Look as crazy as you can picture:




Okay, so now I'm done. I'm still working on a header but now it is about 01.50 over here and I really have to get some sleep before studystudystudy-day tomorrow. Horrid.

Friday, 18 December 2009

NOW you can read it, Anne Marte!! ^^

Sometimes I feel like wonderwoman,
kickin' ass and raising thunder
Burnin' up my fuels
Fighting crime
Kick a bad guy down the garbage can
get on adate with superman, fly the sky, just because I can
I'll be so oretty, never feel shitty
'cause I'm a well respected lady superhero in the city
Yes, I'll be doing fine
But then I fall off, my cloud again
Brings me back to who I really am
I'm just little old me,
Dealing with the same old things
Leaf - Wonderwoman
The Netherlands in 5 days! I'm really looking forwrad to it. We always have so much fun with the family and old friends ^^ First Christmas in Hemsedal, we're going skiing and then driving down to the netherlands to celebrate New Year. But until then I have some highs and lows to go trough. I have a preliminary exam in maths on monday, which is going to kill me, but also a volleyball tournament on tuesday, which is going to be awfully fun. I have such a difficult life.
Some hightlights from last year:
All of them are cell pictures, so sorry for bad quality ;)

A über-cool museum in Eindhoven. me and my dad went bonding between the art. I loved this artwork. Hahaha.

When we were in Antwerp, Belgium last winter. The grey guy is my uncle and the man with the hat is my father :) Plus my aunt, my cousins, siblings and my mum on the right.


Me and my brother last december when we celebrated the Dutch version of Christmas :P I really like this picture. There were some more that also were really cool, but they are so blurry...
I'm blogging again tonight, cause now I really have to concentrate in my Math's class ;)







Thursday, 17 December 2009

Look at that lovely fluffyness!

So I was walking around all Christmassy, looking for gifts,when I ran into this:
Cotton Candy in a box!


How could I leave it iin the store? such a genious invation has to be bought! ^^ I bought two boxes, for my siblings as a part of their gifts. But today I n bought a lot more for them, so I unpacked the boxes again to try them myself.....
It is candy, but sooo good. Just mouthfuls of sugar but I adore how cloudy it is. I'm in love....






Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Gin-ger-bre-ad-hou-ses

Oooh! Get me away from here I'm dying
Play me asong to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
Soit may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this wat
You could either be successful or be us


Belle & Sebastian - Get me away from here I'm dying



So, I'm trying to design a header. But I can't really find any good pictures of myself, Picasa holdes a grudge against me and I'm overall just not good with digital stuff. But I do feel like I need some kind of header. Preferably with my face on it and the logo of the Vive La Difference clothes line of Odd Molly. Yeah, there is where the name of my blogg came from. Celebrate the difference.


Half of my class is gone today. Studyday. Yeah right. I'm betting most of them are in their beds right now, sleeping the day away. I wish I could do that, but my day is stress, stress, stress. I have to take the bus right after the last bell to go to a meeting in Lavik. To get some new members we are going to bake gingerbreakhouses with a bunch of little kids. I'm actually looking a bit forward to it ^^ After that we have some formal stuff to go through, andthen I have to catch my bus back to Førde again. Studying for the god-awful science test tomorrow. Kill me now.

Pictures tonight?

Tuesday, 15 December 2009

I'm going to be tired in the morning

I suddenly realized that I post too little pictures of myself to be called a proper blogger. I guess i just don't really like pictures of myself. Sure, I used to have Dailybooth, but posting things that can come haunting back too me in a few years... Naah.
Here you go a part of a picture where I drop my camera and laugh at my own stupidity. Actionshot, ftw.
Her face is a map of the world
Is a map of the world
You can see she's a beautiful girl
She's a beautiful girl
And everything around her is a silver pool of light
The people who surround her feel the benefit of it
It makes you calm
She holds you captivated in her palm.
Suddenly I see
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see
Why the hell this means so much to me
KT Tunstall - Suddenly I see
No, I'm not saying this is how I see myself. But lets not pretend I don't have an enormous ego. I'm actually full of myself enough to believe that people read these senseless little pieces of writing that I post. My life is not interesting enough to write about. But I try. I want to keep friends updated, because I oficially suck at writing e-mails and I want whoever comes across this blogg to know a little about me right away. Not to be ''discovered'', not at all. But because I love reading unknown people's bloggs and I can imagine I'm not the only one. It's fun, this little window into peoples lives. It's a way to find more out about yourself and to get some new opinions. But what am I rambling about now? Nothing really. There you go. Why are you reading this?

Why am I writing this?
Why does my finger hurt like hell?

That sadistic volleyball destroyed my finger!

We had v-v-v-v-volleyball at school this morning. Always a lot of fun, but in the warming up I bended my finger the wrong way, or something like that and it hurted like hell! I let my finger rest for a while, but then the pain stopped and I just kind of forgot about it :P So I just played on. Afterwards my finger started hurting again, and got all swollen... Hung my ring on my necklace and been trying to avoid bendin my friggin finger the rest of the day. But now its all weird and I can't even type with it. I want to call my mother and whine... -.-

Monday, 14 December 2009

Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerry Coke!


Instructions: (You better follow them!) Press your right mousebutton (Don't come whining about having an Apple, I can't work those things :P) on THIS link, click ''Open in new window'' in whatever language you speak. Wait a sec. And then start dancing in your chair to the lovely Christmas song from the horrible Mariah Carey.


I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever kno
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is....
You!


WARNING: Do not watch the video, unless you want your eyes to bleed from bad playbacking and Careys ''dancing''. And why are the background singers overweight Afro-American women? One of them even looks like a man...


I've been Christmas shopping today. Not saying what I bought, but I already wrapped, labeled and decorated them. Weeheee ^^ The most exciting thing of my day; I bought a Cherry Coke! I took the leap, risked my life and I actually, honestly and with my heart bounching in my throat, drank it. And it tasted quite good :) Another big part of my life is over.













Sunday, 13 December 2009

J'aime pas le dimanche


Lundi is monday and I don't like that day either, but my main hate-day is sunday. I'm always tired and the only thing i do all day is waiting to go Førde. I usually take the 7 o'clock bus and I have the whole day to prepare myself, but I never do anything else. I just relax and try to mentally prepare myself. Don't get me wrong, once I'm in Førde I love it, but I hate having to sit in the bus. I get sick, tired and stiff, and the smell is awful. So today I was in a really bad mood when I got in the bus and all I wanted was to just sit there and wallow in feeling sorry for myself.
But luckily Ida came and cheered me up ^^ We talked the whole hour and when I got to Førde I was in a great mood. She thinks about a lot the same way as I do and she also had to live in a room in Førde when she started Hafstad, so we had enough to talk about.
When I got here I drank about three cups of hot chocolate, and wanted to eat some bread, but that was all moldy. Yuuuugh, green. Awful.
I'm probably blogging again tomorrow. The trick is to keep a steady rythim and I'll be blogging this year away.
Love me.

And the world crashed down on me.


Hi!

(Thought I'd start conventional.)

Today I woke up in a bad mood, and spend my first hours of conciousness reading 2 year old gossip magazines and being angry at my cell phone for being sick. I didn't manage to turn the alarm of... I have had the damn think for just 1 year! Hit puberty?

I suddenly thought of this callendar-lottery thing we got from mum in the beginning of december. Your supposed to scrape one little field open everyday and when you have three of the same numbers, you've won that sum. There are also these little christmas figures, you're supposed to cross them off on the back, and then check if you have won something. I was frustrated and decided to scrape all of them open today ^^ And I got an awful lot of little santa's... I suddenly realized that if I got 11 santa's I had won 100 000 kr... So me and mum and Åshild got all excited, but no. I got 10 friggin santa's.

I won 50 kr though :P But, the thing is, I managed to destroy one field a while ago, by scraping to hard with a pair of scissors (Yeah.), so we can't see what kind of figure there is there. If it is a snowman, I'm rich! If not, I'll be buying a candybar with my 50 kr to ease the pain.

I'm off to the shop on wednesday, and let's cross our fingers.

Just think about everything I would be able to buy...

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Freezing Butt Off


Please don't fight, don't fight with me,
and fold your arms like it's the end.
Can you smell the sweetness of the soil and snow in the wind?

So we're lost, we're lost out here on the plains, my love.
It's only wind and ice and trees that wave from above.

But when the cold, the dark and the silence come,
it's like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs


Sea Wolf - The cold, the dark and the silence


I have this new favourite band; Sea Wolf. I love their music, their weirdness and their lead singer :P They're on the New Moon soundtrack with this song : The Violet Hour

Other favourites of mine:
Wicked Blood This is the best music video ever! I love it.
Winter Windows
You're a Wolf

I'm hooked. Rip my I-pod from my head and you'll be hearing them.


So yesterday Jan Arne called. If I could work for him today, only from 12 till 18. Me and my weak mind said yes, so now I'm stuck for another hour at Go Biten. Don't worry, I like working here and the money is great, but right now... Boring! There is no one to talk too. Yugh.

I don't know if the heating doen't work or is this is normal temperature in here, but it is so cold! The window in the front is open, of course, and cold wind is just blowing right in. I was actually warming my fingers over the deep fry pan before :P Seriously, it is blue lips-cold.

Boohooo.

Friday, 11 December 2009

I found my talent! I'm ashamed.


''Sleepwalking'' by
Caia Koopman
I'm a sleepwalker/screamer/hitter/roller/kicker/talker. Always been. My parents never made a problem out of it, it's kind of part of who I am. But I live with someone who still doesn't know me so well, and I think I'm freaking her out. I was scared of me acting like a total zombie when I moved out, but nothing happened. Until a few weeks ago. I have been walking around, and this week I even stood in her door-opening for while, quiet and just looking. All my old classmated knew about it, and I remember once in then 7. grade I started screaming at a school trip, and then feverishly asking everybody who screamed. Not my fault, I can't help myself and I'd rather have me not doing it. But it's still scary :P

So I've been researching. There all al kinds of grandma tips, but I think that some alternative medicine would help me best. So I'm off to the alto shop on monday ^^
Right now I'm laughing at my mad skills at High School Musical Singstar... I'm actually beating everybody :P I don't even like the songs, but I seem to have the same voice as Vanessa Hudgens, who plays Gabriella, because I nail all her songs ^^
Again, I feel priveliged.

A bus is a vehicle that drives twice as fast when you're after it as when you are in it

I can say: You are crazy! in Chinese. I feel priveliged ^^


Being sober on a bus is, like, totally different from being drunk on a bus.

Ozzy Osbourne


Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone to take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.

Oprah Winfrey


The person whose problems are all behind them is probably a school bus driver.


Never run after a bus or a man, there will always be another one.



We have maths right now, really exciting. The teacher is copying som sheet for me that I forgot last time :) The computer use rules are not that strict around here. In about 45 minutes I have to take the friggin bus back to Lavik. 1 hour. Please kill me now.


Tonight there is this big party that EVERYBODY is going to... I'm not :P I have a fabulous meeting of 4H and the rest of my weekend is going to completing the money-book. Yay. Yeah, I know, it could have been fun, but I just don't feel like it. People who get drunk, just to get drunk? No thanks.


Now I have to go and pretend I understand the math we have to do.

Thursday, 10 December 2009

Team Mister Sparkle?




While some watch I take part
Where some stop I go
Where some take I give
When some say hot I say cool
While some say later I say now


Just went to watch New Moon with Anne Marte. For the second time in two weeks ^^ I have a extreme love/hate relationship with that movie. Some parts I love and some I hate. I'm a casting sceptic, especially when it comes to book - turn - movie-movies. Right now I'm on Team Make Bella Bella. Kristen Stewart is cute, but not my Bella. Not even a little bit...
My Bella:


Emily Browning!

It was quite scary walking the little piece home tonight. there is this dark corner, right before my hybel and there are little streetlights. At the side of the road there is this little space in the foundation of a house, and there is one of those old red, water thingies... And it looks like a friggin headstone! So scary... I've just finished reading Angels and Demons from Dan Brown, you know, author of The Da Vinci Code and I'm freaking out about everything :P

Now I am going to shower, and then decide what my new book is.

<3





Monday, 7 December 2009

Weird mood, deadly tired

I'm starting blogging again. Period. Love me. Back to writing stupid norwegian essay now.