Good lord, before and after shots. A little blurry it appears. Ooooh, but I'm still alive! Yay! Now here's what happened!
I can't walk though, that's a problem. But the pink glowstick is partly to blame for that. Someone just gave it to me, and it was so supercool I couldn't stop jumping up and down for hours on end. Also I had the weirdest dream about pears, I don't think I'm going to drink anymore pear cider for a while!
Obviously I'm a little tired seeing I came home six o'clock this morning. But chin up! (dirty) russ-suit back on and straight back up to Tryvann to party some more tonight. I'm slaughter tomorrow morning.
Edit: Oh! And we fixed the music for our buss! Yay! We got hold of double speakers and a mixtable at least! :D Not as grand as the one stolen, but significantly louder than without any sound at all.
So this is our bus! We put the foil with the logo on last night, so now it looks kind of cool. Don't know if I'm very supportive of the name, but too late now! Drikkepress means "drinking pressure", meaning "forcing you to drink". Kind of gay actually. But it looks sweet now. The bus is without those hot speakers, seeing someone had to go ahead and steal them away :(
Soooo. Not only don't we have any music, but the bus was kind of hidden, very few knew of its whereabouts. The plot thickens.
Really, what a heartless thing to do! Steal the loudness from the russ! We're just poor students trying to set something up to have some fun!
And then just one day ahead of the grand opening at Tryvann :(
Elin has posted it earlier, but her damn blog's closed!
While as russebiler (russ-cars) are still common in norway, russevans (russ-vans :p) and russebusser (russ-buses) have become more dominating, especially in the capital and surrounding area. The russ are now spending several thousand kroners on their russetid, anything from about 1.000,- to 30.000,- per person. People are going crazy and use millions to do a bus up to look like a top nightclub or to suit a concept.
For example this year there's a bus called The Homies who are being sponsored with 60.000,- to do a the Simpsons theme for their bus. There's the twin buses (one guy (Monstars) and one girl bus (Tunesquad)) that do a Space Jam concept. There's Das Uberknuller that do a german 80s music/eurovision concept, there's:
Tubbietown Tellytubby concept.
Rockering er. they dance, I think.
Encourage racing theme.
Trofé (Trophy) hunting/cabin concept.
Nostalgi Winter Olympics 1994.
Scoop Ice cream!
The A-Team The TV series.
Saligia the seven deadly sins.
Løslatt (set free) from jail/school.
Victoria Siempre the russian revolution.
TEE OFF golf theme.
Majestix - Asterix and Obelix theme.
Work it Handyman/carpenter concept.
Is it necessary to make a point out of this being cheesy? Either way, there's tons more as well! And you wont believe how much money they spend on these things. Crazy shit. I'm actually on a bus as well, but I'll tell you later. Whoop!
Basically we dress up in red trousers(or blue/black/green depending on the subjects we're taking) and then drink and party for the better part of a month. This is called being a "russ", or having our "russetid" (russ-time). Usually our russetid lasts from May 1st to May 17th, though this year we start this friday (April 25th) and keep it going to the 17th. Yay!
So anyway. Like I said, this is tradition, which means a whole lot of strange things come with it. In addition to the trousers (which have our name and school-name on it (in addition to little drawings and jokes)) there's a hat that goes with it that has a very long string with a tassle at the end of it. Part of tradition is to do a lot of dares and if you do, you get to tie a knot or an item to the string. You have to have two other russ, three parents or a member of the russ-administrative board as a witness for it to be an approved knot. The dares varies from year to year, so I thought I'd show you some examples for this year:
§1 - KNOT
24 hours (86 400 seconds) without sleep
§5 - RULER
Sit underneath your desk an entire lesson
§8 - POPSICLE thingy (the stick that's left)
Go swimming outside before May 1st.
§43 - WINE CORK
Drink a bottle of wine in 20 minutes (warning, health hazard)
§60 - PARKING TICKET
Pay for an hour of parking downtown and occupy the lot with yourself and your three-wheeled bike
§76 - REFLECTIVE ITEM
Do a speed-limit control using a hair dryer and a reflective vest in a 30 km/h zone
§90 - PIECE OF ENVELOPE
Rent a Postman Pat-film and have a sip each time he changes gear and jolts
§95 - STICK/BRANCH
Sit in a tree an hour before school starts
§100 - KEEP YOUR RUSS-UNIFORM UNTIL NEXT YEAR
Fail your exams
If you happen to be Norwegian (or understand Norwegian) read them all here.
Anyway, there's loads more to it, but I'll just finish with a very famous russe - poem/song, that goes like this:
Chickelacke, chickelacke, show, show, show!
Bummelacke, bummelacke, bow, bow, bow!
Chickelacke, bummelacke, jazz bom bøh!
Julekake, julekake, hjembakt brød!
This for several reasons - well one, it's spring, so it's all in the spirit of the season, and it's a nice thing to have on ones mind to make the time pass! Secondly, everyone else are already drooling excessively over the hunk working in the record store (just recently today I saw two of the girls from the supermarket blushing so darkly I could see it when just passing the record shop). And third.. er.. I have got nothing else to do. Obviously I have schoolwork, but none of it is due until next week - so I'm not even trying to get something done before the last minute. It just isn't my style.
Also, it was all coincidental so it was kind of sweet yet unexpected and that made it ever more delightful, right? And if you ever find out who it is (which I doubt, to be honest) you're probably going to make some sarcastic remark about him being tall and dark and slightly anemic. So to limit the entertainment you could get out of that - I have already told you what he looks like. Clever!
Well if you don't mind, I am not going to post anything interesting, I am just going to sit here and swoon about him and listen to that Sugababes song (which really isn't that good, but still catchy and I like it).
1. Universitetet for miljø- og biovitenskap, Landskapsarkitektur
2. Universitetet i Bergen, Informasjons- og kommunikasjonsteknologi
3. Høgskolen i Hedmark, Virtuell kunst og design, Hamar
I always feel like "Captcha" really says "Gotcha!". Especially the ones on MySpace. They are always really tricky because they're all on top of each other and they're hard to tell apart and there's letters and numbers mixed into each other as well, so it's virtually impossible to write down the correct combination.
Rather than having to do a captcha I think we should write down like five things we like.
CAPTCHA, FIVE THINGS YOU LIKE: (I-LIKE-YA)
- Aerosol cans
And if you write down things like:
It wouldn't be approved, right? That's how it would work.
You can't like dingos, you can like dogs, but any exotic animal would just mean the person would actually have to be a bot using a dictionary. It's not normal to like dingos and list them as one of the top five things you like. And then there's rust. Nobody likes rust, it hardly tastes very nice, it doesn't look very nice. You can't even like the colour rust, it would be embracing the ginger breed, wouldn't it?
Then there's tulips, tulips are for people who don't understand that there's a world of flowers out there that are so much more beautiful, they just stick with tulips because they think they're classy. But nobody likes to receive tulips, it's like saying "I like you, but - I'm giving you tulips so you wont get any ideas". And don't get me started on the flaggpunsch. Also - television, nobody really likes it, it just sucks you in and slowly lets you vegetate while suffering through "Strictly Come Dancing" season 4, christmas edition - which you honestly don't want to watch, but there's just Rhianna over and over on all the music channels, while there's just one long commercial break on every channel until they do reruns of "The Weakest Link".
In other words, a "I-Like-ya" would be a more pleasurable way to sift the idiots and bots from the real humans, maybe you'd even be able to discover a thing or two about yourself. A captcha I'm sure will lead to nothing but an overload of anthrax from the DNA.
I very rarely do blog about anything else. I blog about where I work, and about our dog - Cleo.
Which reminds me that some time ago I was lying on the floor and watching the tellybox and Cleo came over to me. And she is a very spontaneous animal, you never really know what she's thinking. As a matter of fact I doubt she thinks at all, I think she just does things without thinking about it first. Well she just suddenly turned around - and sucked my contact lenses out of my left eye.
Have a rottweiller ever sucked your lenses out?!
erhm. Anyway. What was I saying? Oh! Weather, yes, and music and f**d. And other than blogging I'm like doing the same on all these other places all over the internet. Like, uploading pix and writing insignificant things. If not, at least I have a userprofile! Crazy shit, I just get tangled in all these sticky places on the interblag.
I tried to make a list of all the websites I have a profile of sorts, but I don't know if I managed.
and there's probably many more, it's just as if they duplicate, so I can't really keep track of them all.
Also I did post something earlier, but it doesn't show here, have to see if I can fix it.
Right now I'm still blown away by Dead Mans Shoes (I don't think you should read about it) I think you should see it, you should see it, and then thank me - because this might be the best film you're going to see this year.
Looking for an "out-of-hollywood" original script experience? May I recommend these?
The elementary particles
The Other Side
But I still think you should see
Horton Hears a Who
Snakes on a Plane
Because you should!
from all of us to you
we wish it was our birthday,
so we could party too!
It's kind of twisted, but I have a tendency of always getting tastlessly excited on Liv-Elin's birthday. Actually I get kind of over-excited simply by talking about her birthday, if anyone asks her when it is - I always answer before she gets the chance to, it's pretty weird, I know.
I've never really understood why. Maybe it has to do with Aprils Fools, and that I keep saying things like "Yeah, she's born on April 1st, she's like ONE, BIG, joke" and then I laugh, inelegantly. Makes me look like an idiot, because she isn't a big joke.
It's Liv-Elin's day today! She's 19! Think of that! It's pretty odd really.
She's my potato-potato-potato.. enenenene