"By the light of the night..

We all need a minute to get away

Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:27:31 GMT

FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUU-

My computer broke two days ago. There's been a crack at the side of the screen, where the two plastic supporting parts contain the screen itself, if that makes sense, for some time but it hasn't been a problem. Until, possibly, now. What happened was that it suddenly froze (after I pressed this notification about something being wrong with the screen), it froze and would not go anywhere, so I turned it off, then on. At first it was white with some grey blotches, which turned into a black background with white dots. It was quite fascinating, really, a bit like what I can imagine it looks like when you film the sky for a cloudy 24 hours and then speed up the film, so you get the transition from day to night to day. Anyway. Password-screen gave horizontal lines all over the screen. I managed to get them away by pressing some button which name I don't know. Typing in the password also worked; the problem was really that it didn't get any further than that. I tried like five times to turn it on, but no such luck.

I need to get it looked at soon, because without my computer I am .. lost. Assigments, boyfriend, friends, all my usual web pages, I can't keep up with them without my computer. I'm borrowing a mini-laptop from a friend, but the screen is like 15 x 25 cms big. Frustratingly small, in other words. But beggars can't be choosers.

I am otherwise yet undecided what I want to do after Christmas, although there are even more reasons as to why I may want to go stay in Norway. Wednesday my school went to London for university related stuff (it was like a sort of mini expo) and we visited an American uni based in London, where they told us why American unis are so much better than British ones and why we should choose them. Whether or not they're a lot better I won't (and can't really) say, but it made me aware of the credit based system they have which sounded interesting. Also, the day was rather terrible as we spent approx. 10 hours on a coach to and from London. Friggin amazing.

I saw New Moon on Thursday. Good fun, there were actually people in the cinema. Usually it's like two to five other people there plus the people I go with. The movie, technically speaking, is shit (yet remotely better than Twilight). But to be perfectly honest, I enjoyed it very much. Taylor Lautner is friggin hot (Charlie & Laurent are also hot), I squee'd several times. Kirsten Stewart is a bit like Emma Watson: only one facial expression. I LOOOOVED the Volturi. The CGI was cool. Yeah.

I've overslept three times the past week (twice I couldn't be bothered to go to the two first periods), so this weekend is for relaxation, and may I add that it is much needed.

And then besides that there's nothing really exciting going on. School school school, some social stuff here and there but nothing special. God my life is boring.

14 days till I'm back home!

Pointless nostalgic

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:27:18 GMT

I'm better. Not great, but better.

I really miss home. I miss being able to walk around in my pajamas and eat whenever I want and seeing my family and boyfriend and friends at a regular basis. I miss being able to bicker with sister over small things. I miss getting up when I should because there aren't anyone using the bathroom because I'm always the earliest to get up at home but never here. I miss having a desk big enough to both have a computer and a notebook on, at the same time. I miss doing stuff with more friends than one. I miss being able to kiss my boyfriend (hell, I miss hugging him).

I still haven't completely made my mind up about whether or not I'm going back to England after Christmas, but I'm leaning more and more towards staying home in Norway. The education here may be great, but. I can live with having an alright education and a great social life, because being dissatisfied socially makes me miserable. Really.

But then you have the things like my teach saying that I could have a shot at Oxbridge, and that really kills me because what if, what it (and golly gee whatta compliment). I sort of wish he never said that.

I could try going to this school back in Norway with the IB program, and it's a private school so it should be rather good. However, it's like an hour away from where I live. And do I really want to have six exams at the end of year 2? Do I really want to continue with Maths for another year and a half? Do I want to have this constant IB pressure on my back?

I always miss things I don't have. I bet that if I go back, I'll miss the good things here. But I think that if I don't go back, my brain will implode.
And I rather need my brain.

And I am the Papa

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:19:00 GMT

The girl with the pink and blonde hair? I love it. Also, I think I might be mildly crushing on the vocalist.

More serious matters:

Don't get me wrong, I like my new host family, but there's one thing that I just can't wrap my head around: how they treat their middle child. Bibi is a 4 year old who has a tendency to be loud. Three mornings now I've woken up to the sound of Bibi being loud and of Bibi being yelled at. Okay, I can understand that you would want to silence her when she acts up as everyone else is sleeping, but what I don't get is how yelling at her to "Shut up! Just bloody shut up!" can improve the situation (especially when you're yelling louder than Bibi was in the first place). It's like a case of Cinderellaism, where one of the kids is being treated differently; it's as if the whole family take their frustrations out on her. This morning was particularly bad, normally I can just go back to sleep after the racket, with Bibi being left in a room to cry. I'm a believer of time-outs, but she hadn't done anything this time, she'd just wanted to be in the same room as her sister while her sister was cleaning, in which case I think that taking her downstairs would be better than yelling at her and chucking her into a room. Poor girl was trying not to cry too loud, it was really hearbreaking. And it was so easy to cheer her up again. She came into my room, I gave her a hug and played a little with her — swinging by the arms, lifting up to the roof-kinda thing — and she became as happy as anything.

And consider what this teaches her. I think she can either end up as a person who's been opressed to the extent that she'll be afraid to be outspoken and 'out there' because she's learnt that all she does and says is wrong, or that she'll end up as a completely alienated rebel from her family because she doesn't feel welcome there. Either scenarios are worst case, but they're not unfeasible.

I wouldn't say anything of course, seeing as it's really not my business. But. I think they're really treating her unfairly. The oldest girl is 11 and they're not demanding too much of her considering her age (although there are sometimes when they yell at her that I just don't get), and the youngest is 5 months, so of course they're not demanding a lot from him. It must be hard for her to see that her little brother can be messy with the food and get laughs, whereas if she's messy with the food everyone gets angry. They're acting as though Bibi's an adult, as though she'll understand everything they demand of her. She won't. She's just four years old.

Kid things seem like nothing at all

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 00:34:11 GMT

Five questions meme, questions asked by cindas

1) How are you findind the cost of living in England? How much does it differ to Norway?
It's ridiculously much cheaper. Seriously, everything is like half the price than what it is back there. I don't really pay for the housing, though, that is paid through the school money which is again paid by my mum. But seriously; cheeeeap! I could easily spend a week's worth of money here in two days back in Norway, and that's just on lunch.

2) What's your favourite My Chemical Romance song, and what makes it so special to you?
Oh God hard question. Itunes says it's the Bob Dylan Desolation Row cover, and I must say that it is a might fine piece of work. However, it's not theirs as such, so maybe Cemetery Drive (2nd most played)? I like it because it has a positive vibe despite being about something negative. It's about coping, really, and that was a message that I really needed back when I listened to MCR all the time.

3) How long have you been a vegetarian? What made you make the choice?
It's been about two and a half years, I think. Easter 2007 was the year yo, but I can never remember when Easter was. I made the decision after seeing Ready To Fall by Rise Against, and I was like, "alright, that's it". I've always been a part of a very vegetarian friendly household, with my mom being a vegetarian from she was born 'til she was 8 or something, and my granddad being a veggie. It was an easy choice, really, I've never struggled with not eating meat like a lot of people tell me they would have problems with.

4) What three things can cheer you up after a really crappy day?
1. Good happysongs: Everything's Magic by Angels & Airwaves, Lovely Day by Donavon Frankenreiter, Everyday by Dave Matthews Band, Send Me On My Way by Rusted Root, Everybody by Basement Jaxx, Trumpet Clip by Paul Westerberg, Kid Things by Counting Crows, I'm Gay by Bowling For Soup, Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes by Fall Out Boy, ridiculous 90s pop & 75% of the Goo Goo Dolls catalogue.
2. Good friends being funny and cheerful (after me venting to them about said crappy day).
3. Boyfriend :) I nicknamed him Home for a reason, y'know.

5) If you had to either never leave comments or never receive comments on LJ entries, which would you pick (you can still read, either way)?
Mmm, I don't like either, really. One-way communication is such a stupid thing. I think I'd go for never leaving comments, though, since I could always post a post as a sorts of reply.

Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:21:29 GMT

A million and three things have happened, so you'll just have to deal with the summarizing:

Moving families has been awesome. They are really likeable and they allegedly like me back, so hey, here's to improvement! *lifts glass* The kids are cute; oldest is really polite and nice, middle is keerrazy but sweet in her child-zest, and the youngest is really only 5 months old so I can't really say a lot about him, but he doesn't cry a lot at nights, which is wonderful. The parents are also cool.

Norway. Omg I miss people. I started crying when I was on the train to the airport. It's not that bad, I had a pretty terrible morning as well. But I kept seeing people who looked like bf, which drove med crazy because I think he was a bit weird yesterday, when we said bye. To be honest, I'm terrified of him finding out he doesn't like me or that he likes somebody else or that I'm not pretty enough, not interesting enough, not cool enough, not whatever you will enough. I haven't told him, though, because I don't want him to think I'm clingy. It annoys me because I think that relationships should be based on good conversation and not being afraid of saying what's on your mind, and normally I'm not, but I've burnt myself on this kind of thing before, and my mom and sister, who've had looooads of relationships, say the key is to be independent. I understand it, but I don't want to play games, I just want to tell him. Comments?

Green Day concert was fucking awesomepantssauce. I am such a fan of the way they behave and take up fans on stage, they were incredible, and we got good spots and when everybody sang along it was just magic. Well worth the traveling money.

I've managed to get from Torquay to Norway to Torquay again almost all by myself. I feel independent.

New icon is inappropriate and sexy ♥

Wed, 07 Oct 2009 23:28:09 GMT

Oh my abbreviated higher spirit of choice, I have been a baaaaaaad LJ friend lately. I'm pretty darned well excused though, because this load of homework could well be smothering me, if it wasn't for the fact that I keep trying to climb the evergrowing pile. I try to keep the top in reach and I normally do (if you don't get the metaphor; I have a lot of homework, which I do, which makes me unable to do anything else, really). The problem is that it's going to get worse because of extracurricular activities which are mandatory. Damn shaping-students-to-be-better citizens-program.

I'm moving families tomorrow. The lady charged £30 for internet a month. A month! That's twice the price in Norway! She put it down to £15 two days ago, when I complained to the office in school but really, that she even dares to take £30 when most families take nothing to £10, well.. I don't want to live with a family who feels they are in the right to exploit me. The family I'm moving to tomorrow has got three children, which I'm actually really looking forward to. I love children, and I believe that people who have had them are more understanding and more compassionate because they have experienced what it means to give up yourself for someone else (not in all cases, of course). Also going to share house with a nice Chinese (I think) girl, instead of the whiny Russian I'm sharing with now.

Boyfriend and mum were here from the 29th to the 5th. It was awesome, I got to live in the hotel with them (me&bf in one room, mum in another). I don't miss my family that much, really, but it was nice to feel like I was welcome, and I had missed being physical with my boyfriend (kisses, hugs, etc.). There is only so much you can do over Skype, y'know. Oh and we've been together for two months, according to his perception of it. I haven't really told him that I was insecure at first (where's the point in that?), so I just tag along and agree with him. I find it cute that he thinks we clicked that well in the very beginning.

I'm also going back to Norway for the weekend on Friday, which will be interesting. I'll have to get used to not talking English, for one, and that everyone can understand me. Going to be differeeent.

So yeah, the update/comment situation is probably not going to improve a lot in the next couple of months, which you just have to excuse. I do I do I do ~~believe in fairies~~ read your entries, though.

And the son of earlier chosen deity, why aren't I in bed? I'm gonna have a sleep-stroke and pass out tomorrow. Zzzzzz.

ALSO IT'S FRICKING COLD. BRRRR. Where are my mittens?

Oh and happy belated birthday to schnee! :D

Promise that you won't pull the rug out from under me

Fri, 25 Sep 2009 23:06:47 GMT

This has been an unfair day.

Not because it's been particularly bad, but because I feel .. I don't know if I can describe what I'm feeling right now. Indifference, maybe? I feel misplaced. Apathic. Frustrated. Disconnected. All of these, but also none of these. I want to scream. I want to have some sort of outlet for this disassociative anger I'm feeling.

You know, anger is something I've always had problems handling; I think that anger was a feeling I didn't really experience a lot of in my early childhood, and as a result, when I later faced all sorts of nasty people, I didn't know how to be properly angry with them and so submitted instead. I keep it bottled up, and then sometime it all comes pouring out in one way or another. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I yell, sometimes I do other things, but it always comes out in a way that feels wrong.

Spesifics that could be making me feel this way:
- not feeling welcome as a result of being away from home.
- not having my best friends readily available; I only have one friend I would consider good down here, and I don't think I could walk up to him and tell him all of what's going on in my mind.
- not being who I want to be, frustration with self.

The last point is really the most important, I think. I'm a person with the need for constant change, I don't deal well with things being the same all the time. It bores me. That is one of the reasons why I went to England ... actually, it's the main reason. The only reason? I was pretty content with most aspects of my life back there, after all.

Katy Perry

Katy Perry is possibly one of the prettiest women in the world. I realise 20 of her 24 hours a day must be spent on putting on make-up and styling that lucious hair, but look at that end product. In addition to being positively gorgeous, she's also makes fantastically catchy music. I like all of the songs on One of the Boys, which is a rare occurence in the world of great CDs.

Additional awe:

P!nk

I've admired P!nk ever since Misundaztood, which is 8 years ago, which means that I've been a fan for a loong time. I love her uppity attitude, her politicism and her refusal to be put into a stereotype by being boyish and girlish at the same time. Actually, I love the fact that she submits to no-one. She's got a killer body and she's beautiful. I think that she might have been one of the subconscious reasons why I first bleached my hair white/platina. Also, she has a mighty voice that fits ballads as well as straight up dance music.

Additional awe:

Cameron Diaz

I admire Cameron Diaz first and formostly for her beauty. She's just so .. erthreal. I think she is truly beautiful. She just shines. People have NO IDEA how exhilarating it is when they say I look like her when I smile (and seriously, four-five different people who don't know each other have said this *beam*). And she's a good actor, too.

Additional awe:

Amanda Palmer

Amanda Palmer is one of my absolute favourite lyricists. She writes songs so absurd I can sing the words for months without realising what they're really about, and then when I take the time to sit down and properly listen, I get it. She uses words such as protozoa, anachronism and reconnaissance, which makes her amazing beyond words. The music she writes is also wonderful; she can make banging away on the keyboard without any regard for what notes are being played sound pleasing. Her voice is unique, which makes her unique. She dates Neil Gaiman. She plays several instruments and sings. She dresses wonderfully weirdly. She is VERY much into the fanbase, more than I have ever seen any artist do before. I just straight out admire her.

Additional awe:

YAY BONUS AWESOME: Brian Viglione of the Dresden Dolls to the right.

Hayley Williams

She sings like a godess in an awesome band, she's got killer hair and is petite and cute like woha. 'nuf said.

Additional awe:

Other women I admire:

Lindsey Ballato-Way

Emilie Autumn

Alanis Morissette

Agnete Forfang

Ida Maria

FYI, all the people mentioned here are musicians save from Diaz, so if you haven't heard their music/their band, I recommend you check them out.

We pay our debt sometime

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 22:19:34 GMT

I snagged a million memes from dyingtosay but then I deleted them because who cares anyway.

I've been feeling very philosophical today. I think it was after I read a post schnee linked in his journal. It made me think. Not about death, as such, but just life in general and what I have accomplished in my time thus far. I came to the conclusion that I'm pretty content. I may not have the perfect body, I may not always have the greatest temper, sometimes I'm a bit too egoistical, sometimes I hold grudges for too long and I'm not good enough at loving myself, but. But. I'm generous, I care to the deepest depths of my heart for those that are important, I'm generally nice to everyone, and I think most importantly of all, I'm myself.
I don't compromise the important things.

being shitfaced with my friends

when my boyfriend smiles

the smell of Autumn

songs like Rebellion (Lies) by Arcade Fire that remind me of the first time I went to Hove. It's a special kind of heartache

TV shows like Extreme Makeover Home Edition. Call it media pornography if you will, it makes me happy to see those families cry

Givesmehope

songs like Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard that remind me of all the fun I had with my friends when I was younger

reading books

being out in the middle of warm summer nights

this youtube-clip

dancing in mirrored dancing studios

finding out that someone likes a thing that you like

waking up early in weekends, realizing that I can sleep a bit more and pulling my comforter over my eyes to shut out the sunlight

feeling the wind in deserted places

the smell of ocean

stargazing

geekspasming over things like taking the train through Dawlish

English

hugs

discovering music that I have on my iPod but that I've never listened properly to

songs like Everything's Magic by Angels & Airwaves, because everything is magic sometimes and it never fails to cheer me up

realizing that I write too much about music and not really caring because that is one of the important things I'm not willing to compromise

Your mom cooked meatloaf even though I don’t eat meat

Thu, 03 Sep 2009 22:32:55 GMT

Fuck yeah. I need to buy Artwork. And the new Arctic Monkeys CD. And the new Muse CD, when that comes out, and the new Pearl Jam (EXCITEEED ♥) and the new Alice in Chains and Paramore when those come, too. The problem with this is really that I have a limited fund and can't go around spending my living money. I know I've got horrible spending habits but I'm going to make them go away. Maybe I should start a small fund in my room? Good thing here is that CDs are like crazy cheap in comparison to in Norway. I think everything is crazy cheap, really. Approx. £2 (like, what, 20 NKR?) for lunch = hale yuh. I could easily spend up to £10 (100 NKR) on one day on just food in Norway, maximum this far is £5. Still need to make it come to less, though.

HEY GUYS I'm maturing. This needs celebration *pops bottle of children's Champagne* ..no?

I'm doing well. I have made some semi-friends, at least, and although I think some of them might be interested in me for more than just friendship, I guess I can live with that. It is a bit flattering, after all. I miss my boyfriend, though, but I guess that was just inevitable.

The school system was a bit.. well, messy, to say the least. The host family didn't know I was vegetarian nor that I had asked for a single room. Both needs were accomodated, but still. Messy. I get the impression that everything about it is really trying and failing, it's not really settled all that well. I'm impressed by the teachers, though, so I think I'll learn something, at the very least. And that's really what school's all about.

My subjects chosen for the time being (might switch them around a bit) are:

High Level: Economics, Film Studies, English A1
Standard Level: Maths Standard, Biology, Japanese

I haven't taken any pictures yet, my camera's out of battery and I'm too lazy to charge it. I need to pack out my stuff first. It's a pretty town, though, and there are a lot of friendly people here. 's a bit chilly, though, and I think I'm coming down with a cold. Drat. Also, I spilled tea on my keyboard and the mouse went ape. Right now the right mouse button doesn't want to work. Than God for touchpads.

Mmm, getting up at 8.30 tomorrow. Lovely.

So I'm moving to New York

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 09:08:58 GMT

My plane to Torquay leaves in 4 hours. Eeeek. Still got stuff to pack, eating breakfast, stress stress. And still I can't really grasp the fact that I'm leaving. Jesus, get to it, head *pokes self* Home's here, though, so that makes things better. I could giggle.

And happy belated birthdays to kaikinisshoku, bokhylle, happy birthday today to cindas and happy birthday tomorrow to giraffewings (since I'm prolly not gonna be on the 'net in a coupla days).

I am calling from some city and I won't be there too long

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 22:16:57 GMT

I fell in love on Tuesday.

He wanted to buy me a going-away present today. We looked for jewellery but there wasn't anything I liked, so he got me It by Stephen King instead.

Jesus Christ I have an awesome boyfriend. We're still not "official", but who the fuck cares (I certainly don't).

One foot in your bedroom and one foot out the door

Thu, 20 Aug 2009 22:10:28 GMT

What is your least favorite day of the week? And your favorite?

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I have a thing with Mondays. There's just something apalling with the fact that this day is the reason my weekend is over, this singular entity of 24 hours. And this year I have schedule with P.E. as the first class on Mondays, Biology with a teacher who's nicknamed "the Dragon" and Maths, which doesn't make it very much better.

Oh, wait. I'm going away, true that. Phew. I actually have a date of departure now, which is the 30th of August. Which is a week and a half away. AAAAAAAAAAAH! It's too soon, I have so many things to fix, I haven't prepared enough mentally, I haven't even started packing. I did go shopping and bought a lot of funny things today, and I actually needed some of them. The thing I need the most, though, shoes, I did not buy. Isn't it so that whenever one goes shopping for a certain item, you rarely come home with it, or is that just me?

Boys: I went for Home (f-locked). Seriously, how could I not? He's the kind of guy I don't need to explain all the things I like to, he gets it because he likes them too. I mean, he even brought up Eddie Izzard when we were watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show (you can already tell he's awesome, right?) because Frank-n-Furter looked like him, and I hadn't mentioned I liked Izzard. There's like a million other things, but that one was like "hello, boy version of me, you". We just click, somehow. Hell, we're almost together. He's pretty convinced we are, I think, whereas I'm a little more hesitant. Not because I don't like him, I like him loads and we have a good chemistry, but because

We haven't known each other for that long. I'm the kind of person who's pretty serious when it comes to relationships, I don't want to rush anything. Least important reason, though.

I'm going to England, and I feel like being in an official relationship will be a heavy psychological load for me. I'm afraid it'll make me miss him more.

I've always been crap at love, I have a hard time accepting this is actually working out. I had a fricking nightmare about him cheating on me when I slept over, and I was even less sure then.

I'm sort of afraid of showing him off to my close-but-not-that-close friends, I think some mightn't like him just because we're dating. Especially my best male friend in class who's sort of crushing on me. Otherwise, I'm seriously happy as a clam about this. My life is honestly sort of great now. I'm even not too anxious about going to England.

The place I live in hyper speed

Wed, 12 Aug 2009 10:46:36 GMT

Host family Information

Joanna is lovely, very friendly. She works as a restaurant Manager and her husband David is a chef.
They are both in [sic] there 50’s. There are no children living in the house.
They have a large old gentle dog.
The house is big and detached. Students have [sic] there own bathroom.
Great host family, host’s with EF language school in the summer, has excellent reports.

• Internet Access
• Dog
• 20 minute walk to school
• Takes vegetarian

I have a host family. Oh my goodness, my stomach is sort of upset now.

Why don't I have an OMG-icon?

Boys + me = troubles into infinity

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 22:03:20 GMT

The lowdown:

I think I might be in love with two people at the same time. Or I'm just in love with one of them and convincing myself that the other guy is the one I should be in love with because he's probably that much better for me.

Either way, dammit.

That fickle little bitch romance

Thu, 06 Aug 2009 23:15:23 GMT

that’s the way it is in Minnesota
that’s the way it is in Oklahoma-homa
that’s the way since the age protozoa
first climbed onto the shores of California

Oops, went away for three days and I didn't even tell you. What an internet buddy I am, huh?

I've been to a cabin that a friend owns, and it was verrrry nice to relax and do nothing. Seriously, there was just nothing to do. I liked not having to think about when to get up, when to eat, drink, sleep or piss and I haven't worn makeup all the time we were there. We passed time by playing Chinese Checkers with homemade rules and Mikado, reading, making food, dozing, and we even bathed a bit and took the boat for a spin. The latter was a lot of fun, especially considering my friend, who owns the boat, didn't know how to operate it at all. At this point I'd rowed it quite far out on the water. We ended up calling people who have boats just to get it started, but even when following their instructions it wouldn't budge. Then I turned a dial towards "Start", and lo and behold, it starts. We were all terrified and thought the boat was going to go down, but it didn't. It was fun. I got like a thousand mosquito bites trying to tie it up afterwards, though. They itch.

I've realised that I write a lot less about my guy troubles. Not sure if that is good or not good. Good because maybe that means that I think about it less, that I obsess less about it ~~lol no~~, because you don't need to read rants about people you don't know. Not good because I think that it's hilarious to backtrack my own entries about the guys that I crush on in some manner or another, also not good because LJ is a good place for venting and I need to learn how to vent and not bottle things up. So maybe I'll make a guys-post again (og alle hjerter gleder seg..).

Sleepy time, now.

lolwutvoicepost

Fri, 31 Jul 2009 18:35:00 GMT

Ohyeahh.

3.43 MB, 3.44 minutes (link fixed)

"Right, so I'm just trying to ..record this because I feel like a git, sitting here and talking to myself so I'll put some music in the background and you're not supposed to hear it, uh, I've tried it out, and if you hear it I'm sorry about that. Kay, so these questions aren't really in any order, uh, they're just, I'm just gonna take them as I've written them down. The first question is from insane_sarah, or, uh, Sarah, cause I feel like, can I call you Sarah? Because I feel like I'm insulting you by calling you insane. Um, okay. But her question is how do I pronounce my name and that's a good question because I do have some letters that people outside of Scandinavia probably don't know how to pronounce. And my first name's pretty easy, that's just Alexandra for you who talk English, and I pronounce it as Alexandra. Then my middle name is, uh, the hard, hardest part of my name really because it's got these two letters that are native Scandinavian as said, and it's the ø, which is an o with a slash through it really, and then the å, which is a, which is an a with.. a circle above it, that was hard to pronounce, but anyway, and it's pronounced Løvås, or Lovas if you're a native English speaker. And then my last name isn't that hard but it's kind of hard-ish because it's Icelandic, and it's Kristinnsdottir, and it probab.., it basically means that I am the daughter of my father, cause it's got my father's name in it, and it says "blablablah's" daughter. Okay, and then we have augustfalcon's.. um, not so much a question as a request to cite something and it's a poem by e.e. cummings, and it's called "if everything happens that can't be done", and I've chosen the third stanza. And it gos lik dis.

now i love you and you love me
(and books are shutter
than books
can be)
and deep in the.. high that does nothing but fall
(with a shout
each
around we go all)
there's somebody calling who's we

And it's a pretty poem, um, it's got like five stanzas or six stanzas and it's a bit bizarre, but it's pretty. And then I'm gonna cite a classic Monty Python, um, quote from the intro from Monty Python and the Holy Grail and if you haven't seen that movie you should just drop everything you have in your hands and go see it right now because it's great. And the request came from schnee or how you pronounce it, I'm not sure, please tell me if I'm pronouncing it correctly because that's how it sounds in my head. And it's with Scandinavian letters, uh, the same as I have in my name, actually, so I'm just gonna try to pronounce it with a Norwegian accent, and it's gonna sound a bit weird. Ahem.

A Møøse once bit my sister ... No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush givenher by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink".

And that is a really hilarious quote, and *snorts* if you haven't seen the movie, go see it right now, please please please, for your own educations sake. And then I was asked by silent_twin, or Loren, to cite something as well, and that is:

We, the people, in order to form a more perfect union...

Ask not what your country can do for, ask what you can do for your country!

And I'm guessing that's a military kind of thing, because I get this picture of Uncle Sam, the Uncle Sam poster, the classical one, uh, in my head. So yeeeeah, that was, uh, practially everything and I'll see you guys in written words later!"

I completely failed at citing without sounding all staccato and unsure, sorry about that. I also sound a bit weird at times, but I guess that's just because I'm sitting here and talking to myself, so it doesn't feel entirely natural.

Emergency post

Wed, 29 Jul 2009 10:59:50 GMT

http://www.myspace.com/panicatthedisco

WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME THERE WAS A NEW PANIC AT THE DISCO SINGLE?!? I SCREAMED, YOU GUYS.

AND THE EXCLAMATION MARK, LOOK:

THEY'RE BRINGING IT BACK? OMGEE.

I LOVE THE SONG.

Sideprojects

Tue, 28 Jul 2009 14:35:15 GMT

Hey guys, I got a Tumblr. It's gonna be my "this music/picture/quote/conversation inspires/amuses/affects me" blog type of thing.

Thinking next entry will be the one with the voicepost, so if you've got any questions for me, leave 'em here. Also, USA post is up.

Uh, yeah. Substance isn't a requirement for posting, right?

Another case of hit or miss, and I'm looking for a kiss

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 23:37:47 GMT

Voice Post; Comment to this post and give me things you want me to say. It can be as long or as short as you want and there is no limit on the amount of things you can have me say.

Inspired by giddytron. It's been a while since I did a voice post and it's fun. Another thing I took into consideration is that my English is better, and that since I'm going to England in just one and a half months I'd try to record what I deem to be my American-English, as the way I speak is probably going to change drastically. Probably. I'm also contemplating making a mix, bad idea/good idea?

I'm making slow progress on the US recap post but it's coming along. It'll be up in a couple of days, I'd think. Got some fun stuff going on iRL.

I'm not in bed yet because of a terrible thing called GMT+1. Stupid Sun for shining on different places at different times.

And if we're lucky we'll come back alive

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 18:55:37 GMT

Gooood morning, Norway! At least that's what my inner clock is telling me, but then again it's set to American time so there's a slight difference between the actual time and the time I'm feeling it is. Say, about six hours. Which just resulted in me sleeping oh about eight hours when I laid down to have a nap the first day. Not sleeping for twelve hours can do that to a person.

New York City, take 1 (3 days)

Empire State building; tall as a heck, got a great view over NYC. Really bizarre to go to the 102nd floor. We took a virtual tour over the city, starring Kevin Bacon's voice, yay! Also bought a sweet King Kong poster that I don't have room for at all. Crud.

Walking around; I love the Street/Avenue system they've got. Pretty easy once you get to know it. There were no music stores D: Virgin Megastores has gone bankrupt, it would seem.

Shopping; because what kind of girl would I be if I left that out? I bought a sweet shorts and a sweet blouse and some other stuff. Macy's like the biggest store ever (it is). But who cares, moving on.

Hotel; failed at looking exlusive, looked like a brothel from a horror movie instead. Too damned dark, especially the interior. It was close to Union Square, so that was something at least.

Miami, take 1 (4 days)

Temprature; goddamn, Florida is a hot and humid place. The heat was so stifling it felt like overkill to even wear a bikini, let alone clothes.

Miami Beach; is really lovely. The sun is killer hot, but I didn't flich once when going into the water ♥ Got a hint of a tan, dad got really sunburnt. Drank like 5 Starbucks products one day. Otherwise we were just chillin' on the beach.

Orlando, only take (3 days)

Disney World; was ginormous. We started out by visiting Animal Kingdom, which is an area where there were safaris, Dinoland, and those kind of things. There was a buttload of loooong lines, many of them had a wait of oh, between 70 and 90 minutes. Next we went to Hollywood Studios, which had the best rides in the park. Rock 'n' Rollercoaster was an indoor thing featuring Aerosmith-music ♥ and there was an awesome Twilight Zone ride where a dude started talking to us out of nowhere. I know that's more normal in the US but it's not in Norway, so we were all "Wha?" in the beginning. After that we went to Magic Kingdom, which is the place with the castle you see in every Disney movie intro. Wasn't all that great, a lot of kids' stuff. It rained.

Universal Studios; was so much better than Disney World imho. We went to Adventureland first, which is the place where the infamous The Hulk-rid is. It wasn't that bad, really. I want to live on Marvel Island forever ♥ The Star Wars ride was absolutely not worthwhile, it was slightly nauseating and b-o-r-i-n-g. Otherwise the place was a lot of fun. I also saw parts of the new Harry Potter-part they're building, eee! In Universal Studios or whatever the other part is called, there were some amazing rides, like the Mummy and the Simpsons (a 360 degrees 3D-thing). Saw a Beetlejuice show, bought a sweet Hellboy tee. It rained a bit here, too. The only thing I wasn't altogether too happy with was not seeing the Blue Man Group.

Miami, take 2 (7 days)

Wedding; we were in the US because of a wedding, basically, and the groom's nephew just so happened to be a person I knew. It was bit of a shock, really, and only goes to prove how small the world is. The groom was awesome, didn't talk that much to the bride. They had a nice cake and two Americans from New York who said I sounded like I was from the Midwest/Wisconsin.

Otherwise; we just relaxed. There were two sharks on the beach one day. I found out that nope, beach holidays still aren't for me.

New York City, take 2 (3 days)

St. of Lib. & Ellis Isl.; we had to get up at 6:30 AM. So not fun. The statue wasn't all that interesting, but the Ellis Island museum was. When we got home from the trip, me and my sister fell asleep right away.

Otherwise; we saw TriBeCa and SoHo, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Then there wasn't any moer time left D: I really like New York.

Pictures can be found here and here because I'm too lazy to upload all the pictures again. It's Facebook, but it's open for everyone to see.

TL;DR: All in all, it's been great. I was actually annoyed at myself (and I still am, a bit) for choosing to go Torquay instead of NY, but I think I'll survive. There's always a time after this, too.

Also, comment with something you want me to say. Aight?

Sun, 19 Jul 2009 04:43:43 GMT

This is what America does to me. No, not turning me paranoid but making me love many things Disney Channel. Shame, you mainstream country, shame.

HP & HBP = ♥. Need HP icon again.

I'm back in NYC, going home in two days. And now I rrreally need to go to bed because hell me and sister are supposed to meet dad and his gf in the lobby 7:15 AM because we're going to Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty. Is gonna be tough, but so am I.

Zzz.

Where's Pamela running in slo-mo?

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 01:03:19 GMT

I'm safe and still alive, despite the fact that I've been in the US for 10 days now. Goodness gracious, like.

American portions are too big, the chips are too tasty (I get why people are overweight here), they've always got a vegetarian option but it's not always tasty, Universal and Disney World was marvelous, there's too much water in the toilets, I've gotten a hint of a tan, I've read three books in my ico and I'm currently reading two, I think I might have gotten the AC-flu, I've been watching too much Disney Channel someone shoot me, Facebook isn't willing to cooperate with the hotel's internet connection, I've spent far too many hours in our rented Cadillac, did I mention Universal is the greatest thing ever? AND I HAVE PICTURES OF THE TO-BE HARRY POTTER PART OF THE PARK I GLEE'D and the premiere is coming up whee!, it's really, really hot outside, and I'm hooked on Starbucks.

Back in Miami and will be here for the next seven days, before we're returning to NYC for three days, and then I'm home. I'm actually looking forward to it, although this place is pretty darn awesome.

xo f-list.

P.S.: Happy belated 4th of July and birthdays to kinnoryuu82 and partyvif!

We're from America (Where we eat our young)

Tue, 30 Jun 2009 20:42:12 GMT

Leaving for the glory that is the United States of America tomorrow very-early-morning, aka 5:15 AM. Wohoo! Not. I'ma be back the 21st, but I'll probably update before that. The country is a bit civilised, after all. Spending the 4th of July in Miami? Hale yez.

Also, me going to Torquay next year is official. Scary/fun! I'll bring more details when I get back. Just gotta say, I took an English test and it was ridiculously easy. Honestly, EF, what?

♥ Enjoy your vacation!

Do you love me like you used to?

Sat, 27 Jun 2009 23:32:39 GMT

Leave me a comment and I will give you a letter.
Then, write 10 things that you love starting with that letter.
Post the list in your journal.
Give out letters to your commenters in return.

insane_sarah gave me M, funnily enough the same letter as last time I took this meme. Here goes trying to be creative:

1. Mats is going on the list again, just because he's that awesome. It's sort of different this time around, but whatever. Jesus, where did I find this guy? How the heck can I remain friends with a person this vastly different from myself?

2. Michel Houellebecq, for writing Atomised / Les Particules élémentaires, which is a book that blew my mind. Just finished it today, I reccomend it very much.

3. Michael Jackson is one of the artists I grew up with. Billie Jean, Black and White, Thriller, Don't Stop 'til You Get Enough and Wanna Be Startin' Something are some of the songs I remember most. My favourite until this day is Black and White. Michael Jackson's music has some sort of control over me, every time I hear it I HAVE to dance, no kidding.

4. MuggleCast. I still freaking love MuggleCast, even though I almost never listen to them anymore. I just recently tried to catch up a bit with a couple of their episodes, and I laughed 'til I cried. Best source for Harry Potter news, theories, discussion and much more indeed.

5. Money can buy you shit you need, shit you don't need and shit you just want.

6. Mom. I love my mom, blessed be the child I am.

7. Mindless Self Indulgence. Please show me a more sarcastic, cycnical, fun-loving and catchy band with and I will show you liar. These guys are the Kurt Vonneguts of the music world.

8. M by Mads Eriksen is still my favourite comic.

9. Manga. I used to love manga a lot more. I could sit and draw for days to be happy with what I drew. I think I like anime more nowadays. Which reminds me, I need to watch more Ouran HSHC.

10. Mythology. When I was a kid, I didn't read books about "the adventures of Karsten and Mia", I read about Norse, Egyptian, Mesopotamian and Inuit mythology. Grendel, Anansi, Ra, I knew them all. M-hmm. I had this huge book that I loved beyond words, and I could sit and study the myths for hours. I still remember a lot of them.

Also a honorable mention to Morrisey, who I'm becoming increasingly fond of.

[eta] How very annoying: I changed my default, and it overruled the use of any other icon.

Sex, Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll

Sat, 27 Jun 2009 21:12:57 GMT

Happy belated birthday iwouldstay! Hope you had a sunny day.

Okay, the party at my grandma's was a great success. A lot of my classmates said to me that it was brilliant, awesome, hugely fun, etc., which is all I could ever ask for. And dag nabbit did I had a good time! Seriously.

There was a sort of "no drinking"-vibe to the party but then some people started drinking and they got pretty funny, so I stuck with them most of the night. I love how people are when they're drunk, because they're so much more honest, so much more themselves. People have these boundaries and sets of taboos and do/don'ts that get torn down when they drink, and it allows them to be more like what they truly are, which I find amazing because I'm interested in how people and their psyche is (I think I could work with psychology and be pretty happy). One of the things that I love with the baring of self is that I feel that people are honest with me, but that they care and that they are open, which is what I feel I'm more towards others than they are towards me when sober. I love that that they're vulnerable and that they trust you so easily. I love to be trusted, it makes me feel special.

Memorable stuff

Whipped cream and bare torsos

Sex talks

Swimming in 30 cms of ice cold, bug ridden chlorine water

Mind games where the smart people didn't get it

The nicest breakfast on a lawn ever

It was a bit sad though, because of all the people who are leaving next year.

I got back from the Hove festival around ~~Futurama-time~~ 18:00 yesterday, tired as an old lady's perm. Jeebus, what a week it has been. I've been living in a tent for six days, which was sort of uncomfortable, but because I was camping with like 10 of my friends, many of them being very good or my best friends, and there were a gajillion other people I knew all over as well, it's been very good. And of course because of the music, the bands.

Bands seen

The Killers

Franz Ferdinand (I got a drum stick)

Slipknot

Faith No More

Disturbed

The Prodigy (hella intense, I danced like a maniac)

The Ting Tings (I gave the drummer a handshake when I was backstage at the main stage)

Q-Tip (I danced with him and he handed me the mic twice when he was in the crowd, huzzah for being blonde)

The Gaslight Anthem

Architects (I was pulled into the circle pit)

White Lies (talked to the drummer when backstage)

The New Wine

Bring Me The Horizon (God I hate their fans)

El Caco (Second best concert?)

Major Parkinson ♥♥ (talked to them a lot after their concert)

Seriously, so great. I think that all the bands I saw were awesome or better, and I've promised myself to check all of them out. You should too.

Michael Jackson. I do not believe he's dead until I see the autopsy pictures. And even when that happens, I'll still be hesitant. How can someone like that just die? And at only 50? No, don't believe it. And not in a Elvis-didn't-die way. I think he realized that he couldn't pull off those 50 concerts, and of course he can't cancel any of them, people would be upset, maybe even enraged, so he decided to fake his own death and live well from the money he earned from the ticket sales and from the CD-royalties which I would think have sky-rocketed right now. I'm (at least half-) serious.

But in case he is dead: R.I.P. master of populism, musician of all musicians, dancer of dimensions, the King of Pop. Your music will forever live on.

4 days 'till I'm in the US, dammit!