I switched my default icon. The maker boundary is the reason I like fashion/stock icons now. Never particularly cared for them before, really.

Anyway. Life's busy, like always. It's not that I don't have the time for internet business but it all sort of blends into an undisinctive mixture of the various communities I parttake in. I seemingly never even have the time to read my f-list on most days, let alone updating. It's also sort of half-pseudo-interesting, in the way that it's not very interesting just now but it has the potential to be.

For example: I'm going to Moscow for a week in March, I think it's from the 16th to the 23rd, with most of my Russian class. Awesooome. I'll also accommodate a Russian student who's learning Norwegian a week before that. Ought to be interesting. I just hope we get along well, because I've had bad experiences with people from Russian speaking countries (though not Russia itself).

Another thing that has the potential to be exciting is my crush, which is not completely unrequited, for once. I feel asinine and obstinate for saying that I'm crushing on him, I always think I crush on people but then find out it was really just the feeling, which is always a bummer, and then I let it go by the snap of my fingers, which really isn't crushing at all. I'm not sure if I want to crush on anyone, even. Then again, I don't think there's any way around it. He makes me ridiculously giggle-y and sort of nervous and happy. As an example of how easily he can sneak his way into my mind, imagine this scenario:

Me sitting in English class, which is by far my best subject, next to him. It's really going very well, and I'm answering some question. Suddenly, I think about the fact that y'know, he's sitting beside me, and I suddenly can't speak. For absolutely no reason at all, I lose all speaking abilities and I sit um-ing and uh-ing until I just have to declare my incapability of speaking at the moment, like this: "Oh my God ummm.. I am so sorry I can't speak today arrrgh sorry!" etc. And the worst part is that this happened thrice or something like that, and people noticed. DURR BRAIN, DON'T EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN PLEASE. xo Alexandra.
I don't want to elaborate on this, though, in case it goes like it always does. I always feel really stupid for elaborating ad nauseum, then having nothing happen.

So yeah. I think my blog is sort of uninteresting. I wish I could write captivating about my everyday life, but alas. I just don't see the point in writing up every minor detail about my very ordinary life, but then again, whenever I read good (Norwegian) blogs there are always mentionings of the littlest things. Maybe I should start thinking outside my little box. Here goes?

People ask me to help them with English, which I take as a huge compliment. Like, in my class there's one guy who's lived in Nepal and somewhere in Africa, think it was Zimbabwe, and he's attended English speaking schools for probably 5 years in total or more. There's also another one who's American (well, half, but he talks English at home). And yet people come to me? What for? I've only ever been to England for a week and Australia for two-three when I was little.

I like Blå. Was at one of the dullest parties ever there, but the place was nice. Tiril or Andrea or Julie or Embla, even, if you happen to read this, let's go to the Sunday market sometime.

I'm having second thoughts about UWC. I sat on the sidelines in P.E. and watched people play bandy, and when I thought about the possibility that I might actually leave.. I was this close to bursting out in tears. Damn me for getting into this school, if I hadn't I most probably would've been on my way to some exciting country right now. Oh, what a luxury problem, having to choose between these two. *le sigh*

Well, it's late. I ought to sleep, I don't want to kill my sleep pattern like I do every weekend. I have to get up not too late tomorrow, I'm going to a concert-thing at school at 2 o'clock. My bass is one of the instruments that's going to be played, though not by me. And then, on Sunday, I'm going to watch Død Snø (two links, clicky click the 1st for trailer & 2nd for IMDB) with cuteniceguywhohasnothingincommonwithmeyetIamcrushingwtfbrain.

Mad kudos and props to you if you read this whole thing.
*keels over and falls asleep*