Goooooo bo wo bo go gobobogoo!

I'm getting told off for not updating, and as a revenge, I couldn't bother to make up a catchy title.

I'll give you a picture of my the awesome elephant hanging on our christmas tree, bought in London for a fortune. And decribed by my stepdad as "a bad LSD trip" well, I've got a question for you stepdad, how do you know? HAH! -owned. Now, IF I'd imagine an LSD trip, I'd say it would contain several elephants, and not just a single one, cos that's far out.
Still preserving the madness, let's go get changed for NEW YEARS! Happy new years losers, I was even at work today, eat that, you old fashioned monkeys.

Speaking of which, I saw King Kong last night, cried like a fountain, people asked why the floor was wet and the audience on the front row had to float on their chip-fat during the last sequence.

In short: It was too fucking long. Scary -but awesome. Graphics: Brilliant, but I wouldn't be happy unless the big-hearted gorilla survived. So, I didn't like it. Let's get pissed, luzahs, -it's new years!

The numbers in a circle, that rhymes with 'Lime'

The ever so evil, the word named Time.

If time was different,
then we would all agree
that this was the way it was supposed to be.
Why are we blindfolded?
Why can't we see?

Your voice is distant, I can't hear it now
Where did it all begin? And how?
You are lost, I am scared
this doesn't have to be weird.

But still if time, time, oh, time could change so much.
It could make it right, it could let us touch.
Like forbidden fruit we hang from a tree
we can't grab eachother, and neither can we.

Your voice is distant, I'm all alone
I throw into the darkness a pebble, a bone.
A hundred years ago we'd be married and glad
but now, it is frowned upon: "nutters!" -"mad!"

Time could change it, make it all right
and this word of time, makes my heart fill with fright.

Take the cold fingers I'm stretching out.
Follow my whimpers as I'm stumbling about.

We could travel through time, just you and I.
Farewell cruel world, fucking goodbye.

Scared and lonely

.. Tomorrow I'm getting a visitor, every emotion I can possibly ever have, is making a hell inside myself. I'm scared, and lonely.

My feet are cold.

'When you're gone, the silence is devouring the sounds of the babysteps we're taking, to immortality. '

I'm exploding


Happy b-day g-sus, it's x-mas! a-wesome!

Merry Christmas! God Jul!
I'd like to introduce to you, this years gingerbread project. "The Amazing Vikingship" an extreme culinary experience, you've never seen or tasted anything like it.
Started off with a decent portion of gingerbread dough at early morning. My thoughts were already creating an image of this creation quite vividly inside my head.
Shit, attempt number one, I discovered that I had to adjust the temperature since the dough is basically sugar and melts therefore in the oven and looses it's shape :/
Attempt number two was... burned.... *bang-head-in-gingerbread-dough* d'oh! Attempt number three, day seven :D (that's attempt number three in total, not the third attempt the seventh day, I only tried three times, and the last time was simply perfect).

And voilá! isn't that simply breathtaking? Notice the wonderful details, the dragonhead in front is an excact duplicate of the one from the Oseberg vikingship. The whole thing is edible, except the tray and the beautiful glad-pack waves. Merry Christmas you freak, merry christmas.

I look slightly Influenced by alcoholic beverages, like sherry.

I'd do ANYTHING for a glass of sherry right now.

I was only on time, but I didn't

yeah, missed first lesson. Makes me feel bad, but after all, we're only watching a film, I'm not feeling too guilty about missing out on that. So right now, I'm sitting in the hallway outside our classroom and surfing the internet! -WOHO! LEt's party like it's 1899! -_-'

The Crockerie is invading my dreams, I had dreams about people coming over to the cashier with piles of plates, cauldrons, napkins and glasses wanting each item wrapped seperately, and properly, since they were gonna send them to Scotland of course. Now that's just great.

Though what IS great: Let's go to Sweeeeeden, let's go where it's cheaper! Let's go tooo Sweeeden and get some booze! Let's go to Sweeeeden and get some sweets, let's go to Sweeeden and dance to beats!
A glass of cordial and a candle, quite elementary my dear Dawson.

"I'd pray to God if there was heaven"..

.."But heaven seems so very far away from here"

What do you think of my Russian hat? Bought it in a second-hand army shop in Prague earlier this year :D

Fuckit, my sister is back home :( There goes my peaceful life.
You see, my sister is four years older than me, she's awesome really, except she's a total drunk and party-lion. I have nothing against her drinking, it's not serious, just for fun. But I have something serious against something she just thinks is fun. It's called coming home at four in the morning and curl up against me, in MY bed, naked, smelling of beer and old sigarettes!

and that's not IT -there's more! She also sticks her chewing-gum to my bedside table!

She has her own bed, her own bedside table, but she prefers mine, God, oh dear GOD what did I do in my past life? Collect "chubby"* perhaps?

If that wasn't enough, her breasts are like ten times the size of mine (not exaggerating) and she manages to squeeze herself into my clothes leaving *knees* in them! I look like a flipping kangaroo if I wear them afterwards. Oh GOD, what did I do THIS TIME?! I'm pretty sure you've ran out of reasons!! >:(

*scroll down you N00b.

Why is it weird?

You're at the mall. You walk around, lots of people, lots of stores and lots of noise. Then suddenly you bump in to some old friends! Wow! Aren't you glad to see them! You catch up and it's nice to see them again. After a while you say bye, perhaps 'merry christmas' or 'happy easter' and you walk seperate ways.

You do some shopping and get yourself a couple of icecreams. Then, you meet them again, it's all just fake smiles and 'hi again' and the air is thick with awkwardness, an uncomfortable silence follows, and it's a 'bye again'.

Why is it weird? We all think it's weird, and we hate it. It wouldn't be weird if we didn't make it weird, so why do we do it?

Humans are weird.

I had ribbe for dinner last night. Norwegian Christmas food. It's roasted pork and the fat on the outside is all crispy and spicy. Served with poteter, potatoes, svisker, prunes, rødkål, redcabbage -which is, plah, I need a bigger english vocabulary! I'll just show you a picture of it. Merry Christmas <3

I was only on time, and I did it

I was going to hand in my science report, and I think I just managed to do it, ran out of time in the end :( But hopefully it's better to hand in an okay report then not doing it at all.
All our schoolwork that is to be handed in, is handed in at a platform named fronter, it sucks. Well anyway, look how close i came to not managing O_o

Tittel - Rom - Gjenstår
Lab 12: Enklesammensatte sukkerarter - Naturfag 1AAE - 0d 0h 0m

Title - Room - Time left
Lab 12: Complex sugarspecies - Science 1AAE - od 0h 0m

Mhm... This is the sun, painted on my verandah door, by myself, four years ago.

Crazy cats

Did you know I can play "Feel" by Robbie Williams? You didn't, did you, well you did, but I've known you for nearly four years..

he is an awesome poet. Pay him a visit, makes me feel all dark and gloomy.

Currently reading "Molly Moons incredible book of hypnotism" for the fourth time. Just finished "Of mice and men" by John Steinbeck.. And I'm nearly done with "The Ladies No. 1 Detective Agency" which I absolutely ADORE. Bet I have to try reading "The Da Vinci code" again after that.

The bomb is dropped, my stepdad officially knows that my finnish friend is coming over.. Damn I'm scared. Hold me? Tight.

And that's my dog, my leetle rottweiller :) Cleo <3.

The things you say still makes me smile
you're so easy to tease,
I can walk with you dearest, mile after mile
You're so easy to please

Ah, so if you said all those things cos you felt you had to
And you don't feel that way, it's a lie
If you feel that I'm laughing at you
all you want to do is cry

Why can't I trust you?
Why don't I do?
Why do I feel like running
but also stay with you?

I don't even know you
never even held your hand
where do you slip away to?
You disappear from my palm, like cold desert sand.

Taking a walk on the wild side

Oh yeah, living dangerously, breaking rules, opening the milk cartons on the WRONG SIDE! OH-MY-GOD!
You heard me, I'm LOCO!

:O Chicken soup! Walking on the edge, once again, eating by my computer, oooh, this has danger written all over it.

I've been checking out some blogs, this was the one I liked the best, wow, this is a really fascinating blog, and he's a good writer aswell.


While this one, just makes me laugh, alot.


Quest for the rest

I'm addicted, first of all because it's so beautiful.
Second of all because of the music, I'm letting everybody know about this, so if you know me, I've most likely told you before.


I've done it a million times :D The music in the forest makes me so happy :)

btw, look what my mom did! she painted my nose with wallpaint! >:( how rude! Just look how sad I am!

I have 60 years left..- ALRIGHT! TIME TO PARTHAY!


I am going to die at 76. When are you? Click here to find out!

76 years old, now, I guess that's better than

I am going to die at 26. When are you? Click here to find out!
ain't it?

If, your, brain, feels, like, this. All, you, need, is..

If you're head feels like it's empty, but it's not
If you feel cold, but it's hot
If you feel lonely, though you're not alone
If you feel hollow, and scared to the bone

All you need is me
Yeah, you've always got me
And now you'll see
We'll do great, you and me

Together we'll chill
We can, and we will
together we'll dance, we'll get drunk
yeah, just you and me punk.

All you need is me
Yeah, you've always got me
And now you'll see
We'll do great, you and me

If your head feels dizzy and awfully great
If you feel hot and you've lost some weight
If you look gorgeous, and if you look cool
If you've got money, a car and a pool

it's not cos you've been hanging with me
cos we will get drunk, in a ditch, you'll see
that you don't need cash or a fancy smile
just hang around with me, for a while

All you need is me
Yeah, you've always got me
Yeah, yes, you do
We'll do great, me and you.

I don't want a smile that's fake
I just want a piece of cake
I don't want to hang with Sue
All I want, is chill with you.

All you need is me
Yeah, you've always got me
Yeah, yes, you do
We'll do great, just me, and you.

It's SUN out?!

zomg, what's going on?

Today, it was sunny outside, it was really weird. Haven't seen the sun in yonks, and suddenly, it just popped up, like *pop* -here I am!

Thought I'd just been temporarily blind for three months, but hey! It was just darkness! Kind'o sweet :) I can actually see my hands when I reach out in front of me!

This is a couple of weeks old, but it was sunny! -or, it was sunset, but that is the last time we saw sun..

Well anyway Mr. Sun! -GO AWAY! WE WANT SNOW! GO AWAY!

Flee french fries, I'm mindcontrolled!

That would be Oliver, me, and my dear Kida aka Lavine aka Liv Elin at an island during autumn, we look so different O_o. And who the hell is that sausage at the top?

and I'm on a wild rampage. Went wild at the "Crockerie" last night. We have these boxes, of chocolate-cookies. And one of my colleagues, Marte, she loves the white ones (yeah, we just walk around eating, and once in a while we unpack something from a box and put it on a shelf, the rest of the time we chew). And there were four chocolate buisquits left. So, I was given the task of eating these four buisquits.

four flippin buisquits, with chocolate. I warned her, I told her to evacuate, four chocolate buisquits.

I destroyed three angel statues under less than an hour. And dropped a box of kettles that crashed loudly around the crockerie making a shitload of noise.

suprisingly they didn't break.

And luckily, my payment doesn't get affected by the things I break.

Two angels in the floor I smashed
A box of kettles then I crashed
never ruined anything there before
I blame it on the buisquits four

a kettle in the floor *clunk*
just imgine when I'm drunk
just see what chocolate can do to me,
just think of alcohol + little me

it turns out real ugly and nasty too
I might try to eat your shoe,
or fall asleep in a strangers yard
or make out with some drunk bastard

whatever happens with alcohol you can tell
chocolate + me is bad aswell.

Kitchens and paranoia.

I'm paranoid, this is scaring me, I'm absolutely sure I saw my finnish friend the other day, walking down the street from where I live. I was sitting in the car, and my heart made this weird jump inside my chest. I'm going crazy, someone please shoot me.

Wore my batman t-shirt today. "Quickly! To the Batmobile! Dududududududududuu BATMAN"

a part from that, I'm darn hungry, and there was something else I wanted to say, that I forgot.

no, wait! I remember! I was supposed to write things about the 6th of December that you might not already know!

The 6th of December is independence day in Finland, and national holiday.
The 6th of December is the day when it's just 18 days left for Christmas eve!
The 6th of December I went to IKEA, and I had ice cream :D
The 6th of December is the day after the 5th of December, that is the day after the 4th of December, that is the day after the 3rd of December, that is the day after the 2nd of December, that is the day after the 1st of December, that is the day after the 30th of November, that is the day after the 29th of November! -cool, eh?
The 6th of December a boy named Charles PReston turned 7 years old, his dad bought him Grand Theft Auto 4 -San Andreas, of course not since he wanted it himself, ah *sigh* people today, only think about themselves.

Oh, and I'm planning on coming over to your house with some cookies, and I'll ask for tea, and when you go to make some tea, I'll eat all the cookies, mwhahahawhoh!


Good evening, Monday today.

Worked all weekend, at the store.
So, I've been thinking while at work, some stores get nice names, like "Confectionary" or "Bakery", "Patisserie", "Butchery" or "Piercing parlor". But where do I work? Not at a flippin "Confectionary" or a "Parlor"! If I were to translate from Norwegian, it would be "Glas-shop" now that's really creative, innit? NOT!

So, I decided to rename it without letting my boss know, so if I am to refer to this later, I'll just say "Kitchenary~parlor" that sounds real nice, and exclusive, don't you think?

So, at the "Kitchenary~parlor" we sell some really ugly china, I will not name it, as that would be bad for the name.
I'll from now on, name it "Chubby".
I live on the west side, and here, everyone simply loves "Chubby" they think it's so beautiful and they keep coming for more. God knows why, it's nasty stuff. The colour is sort of sour-cream and cold coffee in a nice blend. It comes in various sizes, all the plates and bowls, cups and the rest. It's got a really repulsive striped pattern in it too. You know, screw the fact it's bad commercial, I'll show you how nasty it is. I added a jug to the top *shiver*

I'll come back to this, *Chubby* is NASTY!

Friday! *tapdance*

So, the plans for today:


And then perhaps, I'll have something to eat.

I'm hungry, if you wondered. So, let's try to forget I'm starving!

Someone stole my hair.

Someone did take it, I'm quite sure
But now I can't remember, it's all a blur,
I think someone took my hair,
oh, God, oh no, oh dear,
I can't find it anywhere!

Someone must have taken it,
Perhaps some posh and cocky brit.
He must have taken it while I slept,
inside my room he must have crept.

I have a creepy feeling inside,
I'll look for my hair, far and wide.
But what if I can't find it where I seek?
I'll catch a train together with some freak.

Perhaps a train to the moon,
I'll catapult back with a homemade spoon.
Then perhaps my hair has grown back,
I'll kick that brits ass with a huge tie rack.

And on the subject, I want to tell
someone took my socks aswell...

The slopes are open!

Yep, the snow is falling, it's the 1st of December, the slopes are open, and I'm gonna wear this
when I snowboard for FREE all night. You heard me, it's flippin FREE! -hah!

http://mibib.blogspot.com This is an excellent blog, a most fabolous friend of mine made it :D

(read on own risk, yes sir, I flippin DID warn ya, don't come crying back to me when all your braincells are dead)


Blimey, it's Blog-blog time! I mean blog! -and who the hell are you?!

Roar! How are you?

So, todays report: Got up early, took a shower, put clothes on, the "Boys pee on toilet seats" t-shirt, and pigtails. Had a slice of bread, my friend stops by and we walk to the bus-stop together. It's flippin freezing, -7 C, and it was still dark. The bus wasn't late, thank God, and so we sat down for the few five minutes there is to sit. The only reason I take the blasted bus is because it's too flippin freezing to walk!
Arrived at school, had maths all day -*cheer*

Anyway, got home from school, then I got really stressed realising I was late for work already, jumped the computer to check my mail and then ran down to the mall.

Stopped by the shop where I buy contact lenses and told them off before I had to run.
Only me and boss in the store today, well, and this guy that unpacks wares and stuff, but he sort of doesn't count. Was a lot of stress, people asking for the stupidest things like "swiss army knives" and telling us off for the weirdest things. Nerf, well I really like my job, a lot of smiling and nodding, agreeing and chatting, which can be very boring, not to mention very dull. But I mean, most customers are really nice. And it's even nicer when you fool them to buy the most hideous things, the store I work in is utterly repulsive, I must say. I deserve an Oscar for every time I look at the hideous item, look up, smile sparkingly and say: "That plate is so pretty!" The customer will smile relieved and agree, nodding, smiling, and saying things like: "yeah, and blue goes so well with brown, pink and yellow, it will fit my black cushions just perfect". I promise you, I'll get back to this. Selling cutlery, cauldrons, plates, bowls, mugs, jars and glasses isn't as easy as it might seem..

Tomorrow it's the first of advent! Yay! I can't wait!
Came home, and had some soup, about nine-ish, and sat down for some Norwegian homework.

How was your day?

Jesus, vegetables and porn

Yep, you heard right.
Assuming your eyes have ears in them, you god-damn freak!
well, anyway. Lately people are going on about health, diets and stuff like that. I have nothing against vegetarians, I know people who are, they are lovely. I have nothing against gay people, I know both gays and lesbians, and they happen to be awesome! I have nothing against gay porn either, I don't mind it, yay you have gay porn! Grats...

I know religious people, especially a lot of christians. I respect that, I respect them, that's important.

But it's still some of those, that I do not respect.
The ones stuffing it in my face, I think it's awesome that you live your life your way, but I really don't like that you want to convince me that it is! Ok, you're a Buddhist, well, does it look like that matters to me? Ok, gay porn turns you on, you are a man and sleep with other men, ok, you only eat salad, and you hate, you actually LOATHE, people that eat meat.
Good for you, congratulations, but you're only making things harder for yourselves, you feel like you're not getting respect for your way of life, well, perhaps if you weren't that focused on getting respect, you would actually get some!

People that are respected, mostly get respected because they deserve it, not because they are nagging about it 24/7! C'mon!

you can be whatever you like as long as you don't stuff it in my face! I'm not saying you're all like this, but I know, honestly, alot of people who are. I'm straight, I eat meat, I'm straight, but do I run around with t-shirts saying: "I HATE WOMAN"? err.. NO! I don't! Do I scowl at people eating salad? NO! I don't do that either. If you want respect for your way of life, you have to respect others way of life first.

a little surpressed anger there.. eeeh.. Sorry, let's get a little everyday drama in here instead!

Further concerns:

So, about the *twenty-two-year-old-guy-I-met-through-the-internet-is-coming-over-for-Christmas-event* I still haven't told my stepdad.. Getting worse for every minute passing by now :S My mom is getting rather stressed too, eeek! We just have to do it, you know, look him in the eyes and tell him what's going on! I just wish it was that easy!
Talked to the english chap last night, still makes me laugh, he and his friends are coming to Norway in may, I can't wait! Seems I'm forgiven, he's not mad at me, I'm glad, was worried I'd ingored him too much and pissed him off :(

And what good news is:

Let's go to Sweden! Let's go to Sweeeeeden, where the cheap booooooze is, lessgo to Sweeeden, where it's cheeeaaper, lessgo to Sweeeeeden, lessgo there now! Let's go to Sweeeeden, lessgo there noooow! Let's go to Sweeeeden, you stupid COW!

Concerns of a geek-chick

So, obviously, I'm a geek-chick. And I'll tell you about all the worries I'm having at the moment because of that.

I started playing WoW (World of Warcraft) about six months ago, originally I started playing because it's awesome, and I had a lot of fun with it. Recently I'm playing only for the social part of it, which seems slightly obscure, playing a computergame for the social aspect, errr.. Well, atleast it's the truth.

So, I'm a girl, enjoying myself in a world of geeks, most of them being boys, or men. I wont lie and say being a girl hasn't made my online life very easy, cos it has. Sometimes it's nice to feel liked and appreciated, but after the hundredandthirtyseventeenth-time of: "ZOMG! YOU'RE GIRL IRL?!?11 MSN!!" it get's a bit, annoying.

So anyway, it must have been June this year, I was going away, to Australia for a month. I really didn't want to go, because it was winter there, and I wanted summer, badly. So I sat down for some last minute playing, and I ran into someone, another player. I was about level 30 (highest lvl in WoW is 60) and I was just hanging around. This person I met was lvl 60, and very fascinating. He told me he was recently divorced, he was finnish, and he'd been drunk for three days straight, he thought he had been in a fight, cos he had a black eye. I was honestly startled, but we talked, and I enjoyed it.

When I came back, we catched up, he couldn't remember much, but he remembered me, so it was okay. We continued chatting while playing, I'd get myself in trouble and he'd come save me, and I would listen to his worries and troubles. More than once he told me he wanted to kill himself, and more than once I went to bed crying cos I felt with him.

He drank too much, he drank way too much, he'd dropped out of his studies, and he was currently living of the government, spending all his money on alcohol, and skipping meals. He'd lost about 20 kgs after divorcing.

I think I'm going to skip the obvious part of us coming very close. Cos we did, and we still are. So, this finnish depressed and sad person was also wonderful, on his sober days, more or less, since he often got suicidal and sad when he drank too much. So, I started caring about him, and he about me. We sent mails to eachother, and we sould sit on msn til four in the morning. Most of the time I felt helpless, I didn't know how to react, or how to reply if he threatened of killing himself, which he did sometimes. It didn't take long before I got to know that he's six years older than myself.

We started talking then, our first conversation being a bit embarrasing, we talked using Skype, and hearing his voice, was something new to me. Oh, but I've forgotten something, someone, I met, this wonderful person I also met through this game, he's english, and he's about ten years older than me, most generous and caring person I know about, and hilarious, he's so funny.
So, what this led to, was that I really cared about this finnish person, I mean, I really like him and so I wanted to keep a distance from the english person I know, I do, honestly I'd fall for him, easily.

So the thing is, the finnish guy is coming over now for christmas, for ten days, my mum said it's okay, she know who he is and agreed with me. My stepdad doesn't know, and we don't know how to tell him, which is really stressing me. The finnish guy is by the way going back to his studies, stopped drinking and is eating and hanging with friends again.

So, I'm left with a feeling of being very happy with myself pulling this man I really care about up from the mud and back on track. But I don't know how to tell my stepdad he's coming over. And I felt like I pushed away the other person, and I think he thinks I'm some sort of asshole, using him for fun and entertainment then not replying to his e-mails, when I really tried to keep a distance because I liked him o_O.

I feel like an Ice queen.

oh, blugger!

So, here I am, caught in a desperate moment, the need to get myself down on paper.. err... Screen..

Had a nice day, the rain was harsh and evil, with other words, the weather was shit, how was your day? Anyway, was at the dentist, my teeth are apparently more than perfect. See the dentist again in about two or three years, so if you need me I'm busy atleast this day in two or three years, just in case there was anything.

Now this is annoying, I felt like there was something I needed to say, but now my head seems empty. Well I might continue with something a little more captivating:

How can you tape yourself to the roof?

I just want to see if it's physically possible to tape yourself to the roof! Imagine seeing the floor from the roof, with your arms strapped to your sides and your mouth wide open, drooling madly. To be honest I haven't given this much thought, but on the other hand, it would be more concerning if I had, wouldn't it?

So, excuse me, I have to go tape myself to the roof.
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