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.

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.

( Recap of trip )

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?

Meme from agguss, if, by any chance, you want to know me better.
Ask me a question about each of the following:

1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. LiveJournal
7. Relationships

Anyway. I got home from Iceland two oops looks like it's three now days ago. We swam a lot, did some tourist things for Irene to see, shopped a whole lot and just moped about at home. It was nice, but a lot like it always is. Places get less exotic when you go there a lot, y'know? I'll try and get some pictures up soon.

I went and saw The Dark Knight with bokhylle (and android_queen was there too, albeit a couple of rows 13 in front of us).

Daaaaaa-yuuumn.

So, Heath Ledger should definitely get that rumored Oscar, cause. Damn. He is such a great actor. I don't base this purely on his performance as the Joker, either. I remember seeing A Knight's Tale several times when I was younger, and I loved it sooo much.
Also, in the spirit of Heathing, me and bokhylle, since she was sleeping over at my house, saw 10 Things I Hate About You. I must say, my preferred genre of movies is definitely not chick-flicks, but I liked it. A lot. Heath was dreamy in it, it should've been called "How To Be the Perfect Boyfriend" or something instead.
*insert pink confetti and glitter*

( Spoilers for TDK )

Speaking of rather great and brilliant movies; I saw Hellboy II: The Golden Army at a whim when we were in the downtown area in Kopavogur. I went in with no expectations whatsoever, and I ended up loving the movie completely. It's so funny (Hellboy has the best witty comments ever) and yet very action filled and .. deep, somehow. It's hard to find good fantasy/science fiction movies that have some depth too, y'know. I bought the first movie today, and I'm really excited about seeing it.

Oh, and I'm making my sister watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show with me tormorrow, because it's such a weird and awesome movie.

I'm leaving for Iceland today, coming back the 7th. Drat everything in this world for me losing my camera. I might steal some space from my sister, though, so I can post some pictures. Dammit, I haven't done ANY of the concert posts either. It's not like a whole lot of people care, but I like having it written down so I can go back and read things over.

Anyway. I haven't been doing much lately besides lurking around with my friends, both old and new. And I think I'm finally over that damned crush on Adrian, yay! This is something that is defintitely worth celebrating. I still love him, but in a completely different way. It's so relieving :D
Also, there's this guy who's expressing interest in me, but I'm not sure if I'm really that into him. I mean, he's a nice guy, funny and sweet (he's even in a band) but I just don't have those feelings for him. I love the feeling of being validated but I want to keep my options open too, in case there are any nice guys at my new school.

About that: I was accepted to the school I wanted! YAY! It's called Oslo katedralskole, and is widely known as the best school in Oslo. Henrik Wergeland, Edvard Munch, Jostein Gaarder and our Prime Minister, amongst others, have attended this school. I have one of my definitely better friends there (namely nokomedandrea. Babe, expect a snuggleglomp first day of school), and bokhylle is most likely going to go there with me too. :D I'm so excited, I've met two or three others who go to this school already this summer, and they are literally fabulous. I can't wait for the 18th.

And, in case you didn't notice, I've changed my icons. I have yet to do some minor adjustments, but I'm much more happy with how everything is now.

Right now, life is good.

This is (l to r) Tiril and me, btw.

Hay guys and gals! We just arrived here in Beatles-land Liverpool like an hour ago, perhaps less. It's raining. I'm currently at the SAS Radisson, annoyed by the English keyboard where all the stuff is at other places that what I'm used to. Also annoyed because the internet is weird and doesn't let me log in to check school admissions, which is scary. Norwegian friends, you might just find yourself getting an SMS from me to fix that stuff if I'm not home by the 20th. Arrival at home is yet to be determined.

Anyway, funny story - when we arrived at the Midlands Airport mom talked to this Swedish guy who had a bit of knowledge as to what was smart and not that smart regarding taxis and taxi fares and all that. We ended up taking the taxi with him, and thus splitting the bill. Drove around a while, trying to find the place where he was supposed to be dropped off at (the taxi driver actually didn't know where it was, but we had a fixed price deal sort of thing, so it wasn't a problem) before we started on our way to the centre of Nottingham. This meeting with the Swedish dude was probably one of the best things ever to happen to me, so I'll thank him buttloads if I ever meet him again. Hell, I'll kiss his feet.

I was really kind of bored and looked out of the window, where I see a hat which looks terribly much like Robby Takac (bass player) of the Goo Goo Dolls' hat. Turns out that him and Mike Malinin (drummer) as well as an undisclosed female whose face I know I have seen before and their touring guitarist/keyboardist/saxophonist (is that a word?) Korel are strolling down the street, checking out the sights. I'm later told that I screamed "Oh my fucking god!" very loud, though I cannot remember this myself. The cab driver pulled off to the side of the road and I ran after them. I cannot possibly explain the feeling of actually seeing them in real life and so close. It's like meeting your adopted child.

They were SO nice. I was blabbering stuff like "Oh wow oh this is not real gosh wow" and they were asking me how I was and asked whether I was a listener and I told them that I was hardcore and that girl said she liked my hair and wow :D They didn't seem put off by the way I approached them either, probably because they didn't see me running like a madman down the street and over the road to catch up with them. I told them that I'd see them in Liverpool and that I had a Meet & Greet, and then I let them walk on because I really think that they (and celebrities in general) should be left alone.

Was floating on cloud of happiness rest of that day, until around 9 PM, when I started crying outta happiness because I saw them play. You see, we checked whether there were any tickets left to the gig in Nottingham earlier that day, there was, and I somehow got my mum to buy us three for that one too. I will probably do a better review of that when I come home, but let me say this; Robby did recognize me from the stage. He touched his hair as in a gesture of "Ey, blue hair!" and smiled this huuuge smile at me. Was totally awesome.

Also, the band has never ever made more sense to me than that night. There has been a general disliking towards their 2006 album, Let Love In, because it has a very different sound than any of the other albums they've made. I have never been one to hate it, but I'm more partial to some of their older songs. Anyway, John held this speech about that life gives you shit and that he was happy that the band could help those who had had a rough time or multiple rough times, and then they started to play the song Better Days, a song I've never really liked that much, and I started crying. It made so much sense suddenly, and what he had said was so true for my case. I have never been happier than before I started to listen to those guys; I owe them so much.
It actually made so much sense that I cried through four songs they played straight after each other (those songs also happened to be some of their most soppy ballads).
Their performance was so intense and just amazing and it was a very very small venue. I didn't think I'd ever experience that.

All in all, this just happened in ONE day. ONE. I can't wait to see what happens next, y'know. And I'm madly exited about Friday :D

And I'm terribly sorry for making such a long post. Man. Hope you're all good, and I'll try and drop by to comment etc. soon.

I'm leaving for England on Tuesday :D Landing in Nottighamshire, taking train or similar to Liverpool, trudge around there for two days and then; meet the friggin Goo Goo Dolls. IIIIIIH! I'm so excited, the reality of it has finally hit me. Or, at least it feels more real than what it did a week ago. I started counting down when there was 88 days left. Now it's 7 days to go. I've got butterflies in my stomach. *faliling around*

I need to get hold of If by Mindless Self Indulgence, No, Virginia.. by the Dresden Dolls, ***** by Fall Out Boy, maybe the Alien Ant Farm albums and other misc. music-things. Oh, and and the Host by Stephenie Meyer. Mustn't forget the books.

The internet is as unstable as it has been the few days I've lived here. It's a source of great nuisance. It doesn't help my insomania either, I sit up late at night trying to get online. I slept a total of 30 minutes this night until I decided to get up around 8. It's really exhausting, and I believe I've caught a cold because I haven't really slept normally since before Hove. I did sleep a bit around 2 P.M. but I tried to keep it to a minimum, so I'm really tired tonight and will fall asleep right away. At least, that's the plan.
Ugh. I just do not want to be sick when I'm in England. That would be a bummer.

Happy Independence Day to my Americun fwiends! And a happy Goo Goo Dolls day in Buffalo, New York..

I'm looking for new icons. Again. I fell head over heels in love with the Joker when I watched Batman earlier today, I need an icon of him. Comics = ♥

Hwew, I'm pretty tired. I've been at this cottage with one of my friends from Saturday until today and we've been doing typical norwegian-winter-vacation stuff such as slalom, playing cards and board games and staying up late. Way to late.

Haha! I haven't tried slalom since the sixth or seventh grade and I was pretty rubbish the first day. Fell a dozen times. And heck, how my feet hurt when we got home to the cottage! The pain was awful. My feet aren't used to use those muscles I used, so it was nearly no fun. And besides, I crashed with a tree and got me this (currently) yellow, big bruise on my upper forearm. If that wasn't enough, the bindings on the skis were not properly set to my weight so the skis kept detaching themselves from my feet all the time. We managed to get it fixed pretty quick though, so it went all right.

The second day was so much more fun. First of all, we chose routes that weren't too hard for me. In fact, I think I did pretty well. Second, our feet had grown more accustomed to wearing the boots so it almost didn't hurt except when we took them off. Lastly, the weather was better. (: It was amazing standing on the peak of Norefjell and just looking around. Incredible how far and how much you could see.

We also met someone we know. Or, not as such, but three kids from our school. Some stupid had pressed the emergency-stop button after the lift had stopped (*facepalm*)'cause of something and the dude that was operating the lift had to fix it manually. In the meantime my friend and I was standing in line and behind us those kids were standing. I was absentmindedly doodling on the front of my skis until Ida (that's my friend) asked what the "S" stood for. I said it was for my lover, Kjetil (ya, joking here people). Then she said "But that's not how you spell it", and I told her it was spelled Skjettil. We had a good laugh.
Later, when the lift was working again and we were in the middle of it, she told me that one of the kids behind us from school was named Kjetil. I laughed really, really loud. I'm still kinda wondering how he'll react the next time he sees me. xD