Because I am very slow when it comes to music and artists I just found out about this song four days ago. Because you can’t see someone’s talent until you hear them live, you should watch this video.   

Bernhoft is a Norwegian one-man band, and he is purely awesome. He is so awesome that he was featured on Ellen. Sure, I’ve seen his picture before, in flashes in ads and on talkshows, but music is just not something I’m good at, in  so I never bothered to try and google the dude. Plus, you know, I have prejudices against anyone with hipster hair.

I especially love the first minute! Watch the musicvideo here.

Plus I realized something about myself today, when I came home and realized I’d bought my 6^th blue nailpolish. I think I have another addiction to add to my list. 

I’m procrastinating…. and also a bit narcissistic.

I think this website might be my new obsession. Help. 

I'm also reading John Green's Looking for Alaska, which is GREAT! Really :)

HIIIIIIIII!

HELLO PEEPS! I figured out how I can make gifs and then post them on my blog! YES, technology has not failed me after all. Enjoy staring at my face. 

18 days is a long time. Especially when you ARE 18, and everything goes by too fast. Deadlines, fun nights, friendships, days of doing nothing. They’re all gone before you’ve finished your essay, talked to everyone, told people you kinda love ‘em or finished watching that playlist on the Youtube. So these almost three weeks, seemed like almost three days. In other words, I’m getting old.

I took my ‘’I’m too interesting for my own blog’’ break, a mandatory break for every blogger. Apparently I take those everyother month. But, it’s the internet, which means that it’s cool. It’s chill. It’s [insert a word the youth of today uses, because I’m getting old.]

L.I.F.E.G.S.N.O.S.... Aw, bloody hell.

I went shopping.

I bought quite a lot.

I am now poor again. (That’s not true because Norway STILL owes me money! (I get money every month because I’m 18, go to school, but have to live on my own and therefore feed and clothe myself, but the stream of money was temporarily stopped because they suck and apparently I am a foreigner and I should be checked-checked-doublechecked. So now they are behind and OWE me. Pretty nice actually.))

I bought shoes.

I am very happy with my new shoes.

I will now leave you with this very cool song, because that is all I have to say. Plus, I’m busy with looking at my new shoes.

Song is by all means not new, but I like it. Try singing the chorus. I spend about a day struggling with it. L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N. It’s even hard to type. 

I baked on Sunday, and today I will tell you about it.

You guys must have been waiting for this for three days now. That puts a lot of pressure on me.

I bakeeeeed…. Mini Apple Caramel Pies!

YEAH! They were apple pies, with caramel sauce, baked in a MUFFIN TIN. !!!.

It looked like this. (Picture is linked, because I don’t take photo’s like that.)

They were delicious! Apple-y and caramel-y and super-duper cute, because of their size. They took quite a lot of work, but were so rewarding! And the pie-dough is very easy, even I had no problem with it, and I usually eff up pie dough. Anyways, here are the links; recipe, caramel sauce. I changed the recipe of course, so if you want my recipe, Norwegian-style, ask me.

You really wanna see mine don’t you?

I will now introduce you to a very creative idea. You see, I bought this new computer (A NEW computer.) but  the pretty new computer didn’t have Bluetooth. I didn’t care at the time. But I’ve realized something now. I NEED Bluetooth. Bluetooth is amazing. NOT having Bluetooth is annoying and just makes my life seem pointless. Seriously. Acer. Don’t forget the Bluetooth next time.

So because I wanted to get a picture of my own before the big webcam photoshoot extravaganza in Førde, I took a picture on my phone. Which I now can’t, because of the lack of Bluetooth, upload to my computer. I don’t have any cables. I had one once, but it is gone. Lost in the clutter. Because you know, I’ve never needed a cable. I had BLUETOOTH.

So here is me taking a picture of my phone with a picture of my cupcake sized apple pie with my webcam, and now posting it on my blog.

Doesn’t it BLOW YOUR MIND?

I brought three mini’s with me to Førde, but sadly I didn’t get t take WEBCAM PICTURES (WITH MY NEW COMPUTER. Yeah, still happy about that.)  with them. Two didn’t even survive the trip (yumyum, ahem.) and the third looked so horribly mangled when we arrived here, the poor thing was not fit for a photoshoot. It was, however, fit for eating. 

Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake.

Today is Marieke bakery-time! Seriously, apart from the dry, kind of fail chocolate/coconut buns last week, I haven’t baked in at least two months. Oh em gee. So I managed to find back my lovely archive on this computer and picked something to bake. Update will come later.

I must say that I tend to bake things that look poisonous…..

What can I say? I like my food colouring. 

Sara Ramiiiiiiiireeeeez

Okay, so I have this video to share with you. You know Grey’s Anatomy? A lot of people love the show, but I just never cared enough to properly check it out. I’ve seen clips, flashes but the actress playing the main character, Meredith Grey, freaks me out. I’ve started to put her and Blake Lively in the same category, namely the one of actresses-that-annoy-me-just-because-of-the-way-they-talk. Anyways the show is broadcasted every Tuesday here in Norway Land of the Vikings, and that means that my facebook is spammed every Tuesday night by an endless stream of Grey’s related status updates. Which doesn’t necessary bother me, you know, with my crazy tick of wanting to know every little detail of everything broadcasted. But this this Tuesday things were a bit different. The statuses were different. Apparently Grey’s was doing a musical episode and everybody was HATING ON IT. With capital letters and many exclamation marks. I love musical episodes, so I did my usual solve-questions-thing of googling, youtubing and Wikipedia-ing. The episode was kind of sappy and weird, but I thought that the pretty lady playing Callie (the lesbian who is apparently together with someone called, and this is serious, Arizona. Stupidest name ever.) seemed to have an awesome singing voice. And that’s when I came across this video.

It’s gorgeous. The woman can SING. This particular bit may not totally be totally in tune, (SHUT UP WORD, I MEANT TO REPEAT THAT WORD!) but you can see that she loves it and that’s just amazing. Sara Ramirez once won a Tony for the musical Spamalot and she is now on my favourites which is a great honour, to be honest.

Here is the clean version from the show. It even made ME almost cry. 

Things changed and stuff went down part 2

I forgot that I’d started blogging again. Okay so now I’m going to talk about my life. Prepare to be amused.

So I had this big exam last week to change the grade I got two years ago. The subject was science. I hate science. I don’t get it. I guess I kind of have to see things to believe them, and the fact that our body consists out of millions of cells that all split up and copy themselves is just unbelievable to me. And therefore utterly uninteresting. I had two months to learn all the stuff again. Needless to say; I kind of pushed it ahead of me for 1 and half month, then freaked and became obsessed for two weeks. I didn’t go to the gym (They texted me. Apparently they were concerned I was dead and wouldn’t be able to pay this month’s fee.), I was an anti-social witch and I ignored my other schoolwork. The work I didn’t ignore, I half-assed my way out off. Then the day of doom came. Two months of worrying would finally end and my grade would be improved. I hoped. It went horrible. I ‘’I don’t know’’-ed my way through the questions with violently shaking hands and a quivering voice. When I got out of the examination room I was close to crying. The people at school were amazing, all so nice, and faithful and so positive that it could cure cancer. Then I had to go back in to get my grade. It wasn’t the WORST, but it certainly didn’t live up to my expectations/dreams/(standard). My average is now a bit higher, still not high enough, but that just means that I have to kick some butt in my other subjects. Or bake many teachers many cupcakes.

I will now show you a picture of Britney and Justin in denim clothes.

Hottttttt

It is winter all of the sudden! Norway is terribly unpredictable. Last year it snowed from October till March, this year it is freezing cold, but still ‘dry.’’ Weather I love in other words.  Not liking the slipperiness though and I guess the time has come for my first fall on the icy earth. Yikes.

I’ve been 18 for more than two months now, and I haven’t legally bought a drink in a bar yet. Last time we went out I forgot, and suddenly it was 3 o’clock and we were kicked out. That’s quite depressing.

I have however ‘’tended the bar’’ (Google let me down because I can’t find any word for it…) at my parents hotel! I now know how to properly tap a beer. With foam and everything. Yay for me.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

There’s probably a lot more, but I think we can safely conclude from this list that my life is…. Not that exciting. And that nothing really happened. But the month flew past anyways. It is almost Christmas now. This post is getting awkward. I have to go now. Figure out how dailybooth works again. More about that later. Okay. I’m going to go now. Bye…. :) 

Things changed and stuff went down

First; Pictures.

My hands do not really look like that. I do not have pigs feet hands. I do not have pigs feet hands. I do not. At all. 

Yeah, that’s right, I got myself a new computer! With webcam! Weeheee! And I’ve already ordered a new Gelaskin!  I really recommend Gelaskins of you are looking for protection for your phone/I-pod/I-pad/laptop. They come in awesome designs, last forever (talking from experience here), are re-useable and with the economy as it is in the States today, are super-cheapo for us Europeans!

Well, as you can see, my face has not changed these last 36 days. My hair is however back to its boring light brown self. Maybe I’ll go a bit blonder next. Trying to get that Adele-vibe. Haven’t got the pipes, so I’ll try the hair instead. 

I’m a packing genius.

Seriously. My suitcase is light like a feather, and I’m even carrying with me some makrell i tomat and leverpostei for someone. I guess I’ve found out some kind of mathematical thingamabob over the years, which calculates the amount of clothes I need + the ones I’m gonna buy – the things I WANT to take with me but AINT going to wear = Voila, an awesomely, easy-to-drag-behind-you suitcase!

Before I am gone for the next 11 days I have a little rant for you. I know some of you are going to hate me, but so be it.

Okay, so, you know what type of boy I DONT like?

The artistic, skinny-jeans wearing, hipster boys, who wear fake nerd glasses, have cuts (Either side- or under-. Here is a Tumblr of artistic people showing of their undercuts. Blegh.) and walk around like they own the whole damn place. Here in Norway those types usually consider English their second mother-tongue, and comment EVERYTHING on facebook with clever little (stupid) comments. In English. They don’t play any sports, but consider their computer their free time activity.

And they annoy the crap out of me.

Example: Cameron from the Glee project. Everybody loved him, but I just found him a bit.... annoyingly ‘’different.’’

(Okay, maybe I’m just a jealous, but they really get on my nerves. Sorry, hipster-lovers!)

 

Okay, so that was that, I'm off to the Netherlands soon! See you Internet world.

Asher Book! Yeah, BOOK!

Sometimes there is only ONE thing that can make your day better. After you’ve come home from your school day, brains fried from the overload of useless information and mouth soar from exchanging gossip with your friends, there is one thing that helps. It is not chocolate, the soft sofa and not even (sorry to break this to you folks) the listening ear from your parents. It is something else. You will find it once you’ve turned on the tv. They are unreachable. They are beautiful. They are the sugar that makes the world go round. They are… The Celebrity boys! We all know them. We all love them. And, my darling, they are everywhere. When you are down, depressed, suicidal and craving something that doesn’t disappoint you, they will cheer you up. They’ll be there, in movies and tv shows, listening to you, quoting Shakespeare and doing romantic things. Sure, they do them for those anorexic bitches on tv, but I’m sure they’ll do them for you too. Today there is a new episode of the *tatatataaa* DroolDrawer! Drink in the sexy gorgeousness!

Okay, so this pretty dude is called Asher Book. Yeah. BOOK! Marieke Brock Book. Mrs. Book. Perfect name for me! :D

He is 23, American and an actor. He played in Fame, a couple of episodes of Parenthood and some sappy movie called Come Away Home which is described as being ‘’a movie that goes back to traditional values and a simpler life’’ Ugh. He also guest-rolled in Zoey 101, only my favourite daytime tv comedy show when I was 13!

According to IMDB he likes to tweet and to ‘’visit the Church.’’ Hmm, sorry dude, not so much anymore.  

Video from Fame.

Okay, I like him again.

 

Apparently he is also the lead singer in the boyband V factory (!!) OMG, VIDEO.

Yeah, that is pretty bad. Poor Asher.

Did YOU feel the earth quiver on sunday?

You know how when you fall down the stairs and it hurts? Well, I accidentally did that Sunday night and it hurted like there was no tomorrow. Seriously, picture me screaming bloody murder, tears everywhere, crouched and the bottom of the stairs. It kind of broke me a little bit. I’m healing, but you shouldn’t touch me, because there are bruises ev-ry-whe-re. Stairs are evil. That’s why I want slides in my future house. Slides to get down and elevators to get up. Preferably those cool, little chair elevators that old people get to use. I gotta go pack now, but I’ll be back. At 9 o’clock-ish. Uhuuh....

This video has stairs in it. And some sweheet dancemoves.

IT IS SATURDAY NIGHT

Hello. It is Saturday night, 23.18, 24th of October and I’m at home, in Lavik. Yesterday I was... Partying? Drinking? in Førde and I’m feeling the lack of sleep. Yesterday I apparently was Marieke-Mean-Drunk. I pushed a skinny friend of mine, who has some kind of muscle/bone disease down. And then I laughed. *Pause for dramatic effect and so you can hate me for the awful person I am.*



I’m in one of our big red chairs in the living room, with my laptop in my lap and a glass of coke in my hand. (As it should be according to the how-to-treat-your-computer-rules...) My dad just walked in, carrying our tv and my little bro is in another chair with his laptop. In his lap. With a glass of something. My mom is fixing my new coat; little sister is camping in the rain somewhere. I just wrapped her present. Tomorrow its little-sister-birthday, hopefully some driving the car with my parents and then back to Førde again. Weekends fly.

Glee weehee, tweetwee

Okay, so today it is the 20th of September and that meaaaaaaans.... A new Glee episode! Or, in the USA at least, which will be early in the morning tomorrow for me. So I’m watching it tomorrow probably, but the 20th is still, technically, Glee season 3 day! ^^

To all your dear Glee fans, and maybe some idiotas who haven’t watched it yet but SHOULD.

My favourite Glee episode:

(Just a warning; I tried to link to proper songs with the proper videos, but most of them are blocked in Norway, because Fox sucks, so you get a couple of bad quality, edited versions. Sorry, but I’m mad about it too.)

Definitely Original Song. Because of the originals song, ranging from the magnificent wonder Only Child to the oh-so-cool Loser Like Me (click that link if you want to learn Italian... or whatever), and of course my personal favourite, Hell to the No, which I have hand-picked to be the theme song of my life. Seriously when I’m walking through the beautiful city that is Førde, I listen to Mercedes’ singing and I feel awesome. I love how we finally got a Klaine kiss in the episode, and the Warblers kickass version of Raise Your Glass. Love the song, love Darren Criss, perfect combo. The emotional scene between Rachel and Quinn by the piano tugs my heartstrings every time. Then we are left with the awesome Trouty Mouth, the look on Sue’s face when the crowd goes wild for Loser Like Me and Lea Michele’s showcasing her amazing pipes with Get It Right. And of course the total thrill of having New Directions perform at Regionals, which makes my heart go wee. The crazy drunk lady presenting the jury’s verdict was the cherry on the cake though.

I would’ve absolutely loved to have got to see the Glee cast and their voices in Glee Live this summer, but sadly I live in Norway, and Norway is in the outer skirts of the world. Like way out. I’ve heard that Americans apparently think that we have ice bears walking the streets over here, so Ryan Murphy wouldn’t have send those guys up here in case those ‘’ice bears’’ felt especially American-hungry.

Whining

Hi. Okay, I’m going to be honest. I just wrote my goodbye post. I wrote why I was quitting, made a ‘’non-active’’ header and was about two seconds away from posting it, when I decided to check my blogger stats for the last week. Just to see if people were actually visiting. And they were. I’m just going to put this out there; this last week, when I haven’t been posting, actually, when I’ve been away without internet, there have been at least 100 page clicks every day. Yes. I’m not bragging, I’m just stating. That must mean that I’m doing something right, if people actually CHECK every day even though no-one COMMENTS.

That promptly changed my mind. I’m blogging. I love it, I’ve been doing it on and off for about three (!) (I just surprised myself!) years and it is still something I like doing. So there. I was as honest as I can be. Now I have to get back to tomorrows religion test.

No hard feelings. You guys are awesome.

Remember the Double Dream Hands? Well I just found out that there is one for you feet too!

Dude's fucking amazing.

Yeah.

I’m busy and I have to prioritise, I’m sorry. See you next week. You’re awesome if you’re still a regular.

This is me in York at the whip-ma-whop-ma-gate this summer. No, it's is not photoshopped.

Da..-Whatever I'm 18 tomorrow, yeeahwouuh!

(I had to cut off some people, or else my roommate would have gone all... There is not even a word.)

What you can do when your eighteen:

Finally getting a normal Visa card so I can buy things on the internet. Like SHOES. :D

Take the money from my savings account so I can fly to New Zealand and party there with the kiwis.

Vote. Because Darren Criss says I should.

Buy alcohol. No, I’m not an alcoholic, honestly not, but it’ll be nice to buy my OWN alcohol instead of having ask some lucky person to buy it for me and then having to wait like at least 100 m from the shop in case they come outside and like chase me for UNDERAGE DRINKING.

Fly outside of Europe on my own. Like I said, New Zealand. Kiwis. Partying.

Get my driver’s licence. I think cars are scary and driving is scary and everything car-related or driving-related is scary, so I don’t really see that happening soon. But I want to.

Apparently, when I’m 18 and adopted I have the right to find out who my biologic parents are. I’m not adopted or at least NOT THAT I KNOW OFF. I’m seriously gonna look into that. I mean, Oprah must have had a kid somewhere down the road, mustn’t she? (I’m a future billionaire, I can feel it.)

Another positive with turning 18:

I am finally 18! I’ve been feeling like an 18 year old for like 3 years now, so it’s about time. No, that’s not true, but you know what the thing is; I’ve always looked a lot older than I am. I’ve always hated having to say; ‘’No, I’m 17 actually, sorry.’’ And now I’m finally (almost) 18, and 18 sounds much older than 17, so yay for me.

One last comment:

TOOOOMORRROWW IS MY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAY AAAAND I’MMM TURNING 18, WHICH IS FUNNNN, YAAAAAAYY

Days 9 and 10: I'm being smart.

When I woke up today it was raining and there was a cat on my legs. I had to wear an ugly legging because I have NO PANTS and I’m cold all the time. My favourite thing to put on my bread is almost gone, because my stupid siblings eat it when I’m not home. I’ve been trying to fix my sisters Spotify, but apparently we live in FRIGGIN POLEN, and is SPOTIFY NOT VALID IN POLEN. Stupid spotify is stupid, because I DO NOT LIVE IN POLEN. Frustrating, to say the least.

Todays smiley: -.-

9. PC or MAC?

MAC’s are prettier, otherwise I don’t care.

10. A sport you don’t like, for whatever reason.

Golf. Boring. It is basically a walk through the woods and up and down grassy hills, chasing a little white ball. I have never seen people laughing on a golf course. They are always concentrating and being quite. The karts are kind of cool though, but only when NOT on a golf course. Plus the outfits are ridiculous.

Facepalm.

Day 8: Popular video games that make you go “meh”

Car racing games, motor racing games, alien games and any other games that make boom-boom noises. I’m generally not into video games, but I like SingStar (It’s good for my confidence; I totally ROCK High School Musical songs.) and ehm... Mario Kart Wii? I don’t know, but those are the ones I don’t suck at, so I guess I like them : )

When it comes to computer games, I like the Sims! Just as everyone else, I guess. I bought the Sims 3 a few years ago, but I haven’t played in like a year. It’s just so addictive and time-consuming, and my dear old computer can’t really take the stress of having to work. And anyways, my favourite part is making the Sims and building the houses, I’m not even interested in actually playing the game. Those Sims are just so difficult. I always use the ‘’motherlode’’ cheat code too, but that is a secret.

Ow, and I have more to talk about, but I'm not gonna because I have to sleep and stuff.