About Oliebollen and Miller's glare

Heyhohohoho! The Christmas days are over, the presents are opened and the awful parade of Santa movies is finite. With some exceptions because it is the 31th of December also known as the last day of 2010, so guess there will be some lost Christmas-movies on tv these next days. But I guess it will be forgotten in the big fireworks-deepfried treats- see you next year, guys!-extravaganza tonight. And because I am just THAT cool I will try to bake something called oliebollen, which are delicious traditional ‘’things’’ (I need a dictionary) from the Netherlands (and Belgium, I guess) and because I have been surfing the net for both info and recipes, and I figured out that they’d be pretty easy to screw up. My mom usually makes the batter so I am both excited and kind of terrified. If there is something I hate it is baking things that don’t taste good, no matter how burned they look or how smashed and droopy they are, as long as they taste somewhat okay it is approved. I want to put some apples in them and maybe even, true Marieke style, chocolate.

As the good bloggergirl I am, googled you a picture. Tadaaaaam.

My idiotic, but beloved, lil’ bro downloaded all the friggin seasons of Prison Break, and, true to form, I am obsessed. Prison Break is just SO GOOD, it is unbelievable. Sure, I fast-forwarded past the part where they clipped off Michaels toes, but otherwise: pure looooove. Especially for Wentworth Miller, who is waaay to pretty to be gay. ^^

The word has lost all it's meaning

Anyways, I don’t know if you have noticed but it is Christmas! And Christmas should be happy, no matter if you are a Christian and beliiiive (sense the tone)  in the birth of Jesus or not. If you have a completely other religion you should celebrate the last week of this year. And if you are Chinese you should, you know, emotionally participate in this crazy overrated holiday just like in the American movies. Ow yes wait, I am supposed to be all jolly and Christmassy. But THAT was not my point. I am just saying, no matter how and if and when you celebrate something that even resembles Christmas just a little bit, I hope you are not doing it alone and that it is lovely. There. Clear?

Waiting for forever

I am SO looking forward to this movie! It looks so quirky and fun. I like Rachel Bilson, I am still impressed over Tom Sturridge (who has a horrible last name) after watching The Boat that Rocked and Nikki Blonsky is in it. Sounds great to me. It comes out begin February in the US. Let us hope it finds its way to little Førde too. (Or else I have to download it, and that still makes me feel immoral, like I am stealing from old people or something.) (Even though I have been downloading music for ages.) (I'm just a whimp.) (Sigh.)

Jingle bells, jingle bells, snow will fall and we'll die

Yesterday I went home for Christmas. We are talking dragging my suitcase through the snow, desperately clamping it for support whilst I risk my life down the slippery slope that is Førde in the wintertime. When I finally reached the bus station after 30 minutes of pure horror, the bus was late. And not just late. It was LATE. Freezing my ass off on a stone-cold bench late. I realized that my trip from my apartment to the bus station could be short movie. I am suggesting Emma Watson playing me (WITH long hair) and some no-name cute guy as my secret admirer that follows me in a totally non-creepy way. I guess the soundtrack would be something like this:

01. -7 degree love

02. I’m such a loner ft. Justin Bieber

03. If you blow smoke in my hair one more time I will *beep* you

04. Creepy dude on the corner

05. My ear just fell off

06. Time-wasting busdriver

07. The bleather that almost imploded

08. Please count your coins quickly

09. -7 degree love, Part II

10. Frohohohstbite

11. Back in line. Bitch.

12. Creepy dude, please don’t leave me, I luv u

13. Snoring on a bus

With a bonus track: Driving home for Christmas (It took 2 hours)

As you can see, it would be a terribly sad, depressing and violent CD. Maybe something for the goth scene?



How the Grinch is the best Christmas character ever

Did you know that I am taking sociology and social anthropology at school? It is quite interesting but I’ve got a term test tomorrow and to be honest.... My brain is on Christmas vacation. The Christmas spirit has hit me in the face, like a cold wind, and all of the sudden I am looking forward to opening my presents. Auld Lang Syne (Which is OFFICIALLY the best Christmas/New Years song ever) is on repeat, the snow outside makes me want to go skiing and I wish we had a Christmas three here in the living room in Førde. It is insane. For weeks I have shouted that I am not Christmas person, that everyone is just being silly and that Christmas songs mostly suck. Now I am sitting here, alone at the kitchen table, schoolbook and notes in front of me, hoarsely singing alongside Kurt Nilsen and Mariah. Apparently even the cold clump of hate for the over-enthusiast Christmas maniacs in me can melt. I should get green, grow some fur and find a dog who’s willing to be my Rudolph. And then I should bring the Christmas presents back to Whoville, marry Martha and live happily ever after with my furry long fingers.

Je suis étudiante. I bet you didn't get that.

Etre– to be      

   Je suis                  

    Tu es                         

     Il est     

                      

Nous sommes         

  Vous êtes               

   Ils sont                  

I absolutely adore French, but I still send mental waves of hate to the grave of the person who ever decided that verbs should be irregular. Probably a guy. In English some of them are easy; I have, you have, they have, we have, it ha   s... -.-

Maybe I should invent my own language? Mariekish. Maritch. Marech. I’m thinking a mixture of everything, the flowing way of French, the hard g’s from Dutch, the Norwegian æ, ø, å and the silent h and double l’s from Spanish. That would be one ugly alphabet.

The gorgeous pictures from Paris are from The Cherry Blossom Girl and I am proud to say that I can finally try to read the French parts of her blog ^^