The Christmas Crashers..

What do you do when your own family is on the other side of the world at Christmas..
..you pretend you're a part of someone elses family..also called Christmas crashing.
Both Christmas day and Boxing day(can someone please tell me why we call it boxing day?? No one seems to know..) were spent at a friend of a friend and family of a friend..free food(lots!), free drinks, and good company.. even a bit of karaoke in Chinese..what more can you ask for ;)

However I do want my next Christmas to be home with my own family and friends..
Jeg savner dere!

I'm off to the Beach

Itchy fingers and random thoughts..

First of all..Merry Christmas!! I looked at the date of my last blog entry ..September..it's now Christmas Day and I'm finally sitting down with my laptop and a surf movie (makes me relax) trying to type a few words..I had all these thoughts that sounded great and very clever in my head earlier today...I said to myself that today is the day when I get back online.

These last few months have been different..a new experience with all the good and bad that comes with that. I'm living and learning ;)
I came here because Oslo was making me restless. I thought Sydney would give me peace in mind at least for a little while. Settling in took me longer that I expected..I still have days where I feel like a jet lagged soul.
Most of the time I'm fine and happy, with both feet on the sand, relaxed. Other days I'm restless again..what next? Something is staring me in the face but I cant make out what it is.

I'm learning not to worry so much..because like a wise person keeps telling me, "it's going to give you wrinkles.." and who wants that..

2010 is just a few days away:

- save money
- surf
- plan a trip
- keep writing
- keep dancing
- worry less
- Byron Bay Blues fest(yaaaay :) !!!)

" Memory is the diary we carry inside of us, it's the way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are and the things you never want to loose...You might not remember days..But you can always remember the moments.."

Starting_over.Com.Au

I've been a busy little lady the last few weeks..3 to be exact.
Too busy living it to be spending any time writing about it.
So to keep it short:

- First few hours in Sydney - pub crawl (next day = hang over AND jet lagged..(yeah, not the best)
- First job in Kings Cross - not so much..don't samba if it doesn't make you smile
- Few days later new job - loving it! :) Now we're talking!
- Being homeless for 3 weeks..everyone should try this at least once..man have I learned to appreciate having your own bed..beats a couch any day I'll tell you that. Thank God for that couch though (God being Knut, Tam, Espen and Marita)
- This weekend - moving to Bondi Beach...yaay :)

- Sydney ..gotta love it <3

People watching..

I'm finally on my way..the fact that I'm leaving didn't actually hit me until yesterday evening..saying goodbye to the people I will miss the most. Even packing my bags didn't affect me the way it should..everyone wondering how I could be so calm about it all. well, it finally got to me..that I'm leaving all my friends and family, everything I've know for the last 21 years (3 before that was oz). It's a bit scary and I must admit I felt a little sad and over whelmed. Knowing I'm doing the right thing helps though.
This morning I was in too much of a hurry to really think about stuff, which is a good thing I guess.
Now I'm sitting in the middle of circus Heathrow, and I'm feeling ok :) I already miss everyone and I wish I could take them with me, but I'm good. I have no idea what's waiting for me in Sydney..tiny bit scary, but mostly exciting.

It feels like yesterday I was here last, sitting in pretty much the same spot, blogging and people watching..it's been over a year and a half..so much has happened over the past year, still I have no idea where the days went.

So long my Oslo people, I'll be missing you :)

Lots of love

Last day in Norway

I hate goodbyes...not good at it (who is). hate it.

short of days

It's 6 days left and I've officially started packing..again I own more stuff that I thought. 6-7 boxes..that might not sound like a lot to some people, but this is the girl who can't even buy a plant without feeling stressed...as long as I have all my old photo albums, yearbooks and other fun stuff I'm good...everything else is replaceable.

My problem is and always has been this...I think I have plenty of time to organise and do everything I have to..say goodbye, make everyone happy, pack my bags and get on the plane without any stress.....never happens!! And I never learn...I've been counting days and people I'm supposed to meet..and stuff I have to organise before I leave...it doesn't ad up..I'm short of days..I want to leave happy with everyone else being happy too...is it doable?

counting days..

Two weeks from now I'll be on a plane somwhere between London and Hong Kong, heading for Sydney..

I think I'm supposed to be excited, nervous, scared, happy and sad..
Those emotions should be here any day now..;) I am excited though! I just can't get my head around it only being 14 days left..I should start thinking about packing..sorting all my stuff out..maybe tonight..maybe tomorrow..

I wish...

...this cough would leave my throat already...

...this bloody rain would take a brake..

...I had an energy pill (nothing dodgy..)

...I could bring my best friends with me to oz

...Cathay Airways would allow more than 25 kg (a girl has shoes...)

...everyone would read and see John Pilgers work

...Edward Cullen was real

...everyone would realise that there's a whole other world out there..go explore (and don't only see the pretty stuff..be a traveler not a tourist...yes, there's a difference!)

...John Butler was in my living room right now

...and Mat McHugh

...while I'm at it, Jack Johnson too please

...my good friend would come back from freakin' Trondheim

...that one day I get to see the secret spot up the east coast of oz somewhere..

...my best friend soon figures out what she wants..and goes out to get it.

...the swine flu would stop making people go mental (it's all the "experts"that can't seem to agree that make people go crazy, but hey, it's always better to blame a none-human thing)

...the news would start telling us the truth..the full truth

...Norway would stop kissing ass

...people would say sorry more often..and mean it

...that John Butler was in my living room right now

...and Mat McHugh

...and while I'm at it again, Jack Johnson too please..(if you want something bad enough it will come true..mum said so)

...everyone would watch "Religulous" by Bill Maher.

...the grass was always greener on this side

...for sunshine

yup, that's about it...for now

..oh, almost forgot: peace and love..;)

Stupid white men

and yes..Michael Moore is a genius. May he inspire many many more. To all those studying journalism, be real... I'm not sure the world can cope with much more bullshit. And man, there's a lot of bullshit out there. Most of it we believe without even questioning it..why should we..when the prime minister says it is so, it has to be true, right? My friend, that is nothing but f***** bullshit.

I'm 24 years old and from the age of being able to understand the news I've closed my eyes..yeah, there are kids dying every second in Africa, Bush(thank God he's gone..but what's mister Obama going to do?) is bombing Afghanistan and China are catching up with the western world in record time. But hey, the politicians keep insuring us that they are doing the best they can..must be true..not much I can do, so I'll let them go on doing their thing, catching the terrorists (and everyone else that might look suspicious)that are supposedly threatening the nations security...

Thing is, we don't know..we just don't know..I consider myself to be a pretty intelligent human being, but I'm just as clueless as the next person. The Israel/Palestine issue has been going on for years..only a few days ago did I sit down and read about it, fully understanding the madness it is, and the lies that are fed to us through the media. Shame on me.

It's important to know what you do know, but more important is it to be aware of the fact that there's a whole lot you don't know..shit loads actually.

I'm now reading John Pilgers book "freedom next time". I finished "Twilight" in two days...not this one..I have to take brakes..a lot of brakes..it's just not a fun book to read. Why? Because it's a book of facts..it's real..that's the real world for ya.

I'm not saying we should all turn into pessimists looking at all the terrible and devastating things that go on without us knowing...we don't know enough to be pessimists either.

I'm just saying..read, see, seek, learn, and then go tell a friend.

Og hvem fan bryr seg hvem Tone Damli Aaberge er sammen med.....

"Good Excuse"

All around I see raining

Things don't seem to go my way

Got a dark cloud that's hanging

And it seems to follow me

Oh boy won't you just wake up

feel the humming

This good world is giving you

better start running

to catch up with your life, catch on up

Before the whole thing is through

Have you once?Have you twice?

Have you even conceived how

Really good boy you do got it

Go take another better look around

You are just another white boy

Thinking you're so hard

Go take step outside see what's shaking in the real world

Go take a step outside see what's shaking in the real world

Go take a step outside see what's shaking in the real world

But you don't know

how my heart laments

I really got a good excuse to complain

My parents got divorced

Can't heal the pain

And now there is only cheap regrets

I guess thats just the way it be

Is it the world or how I see me

Boy now you are really, really bugging

Yes you are bugging me,

can you just shut right up

Your cup is overflowing, overflowing

And you think it is empty

You don't even know what side

you are fighting for

Boy won't you turn your game boy off

Stop pretending it's you against the world

I am sick and I am tried of hearing

you always say

I really got a good excuse to complain

My parents got divorced

Can't heal the pain

Go take a step outside see what's shaking in the real world

John Butler Trio

What could be better than now

I think I might be in love with John Butler..

All you want is
What you can’t have
And if you just look around man
You see you got magic
So just sit back relax
Enjoy it while you still have it
Don’t look back on life man and only see tragic

Because you could be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better than
You can be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better

All the time while you’re looking away
There are things you can do man
There’s things you can say
To the the ones you’re with
With whom you’re spending your day
Get your gaze off tomorrow
And let come what may

Because you could be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better than
You can be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better

All I know is sometimes things can be hard
But you should know by now
They come and they go
So why, oh why
Do I look to the other side
'Cos I know the grass is greener but
Just as hard to mow

cruising through...

I've been thinking over the last couple of weeks, ever since I got the job in Sydney (yaaay!!), that something has to go wrong..I can't be this lucky..it can't go this smoothly...

So on Monday I wasn't feeling very well, and I woke up sick on Tuesday...still not feeling my best and I'm kind of hoping this it it...being sick for a few days(to be honest I'm not really that sick either..I'm grasping for straws here..) wasn't scheduled in my plan, so maybe I'll get away with a few days on the couch watching Heroes season one and worrying(not really) about all the stuff I should have done by now. Cos I can't be this lucky...it's not fair. So many people go through life doing more of the "must do" than the "want to do" stuff, thinking that's how it's meant to be..like you're not really a responsible adult if you're not miserable..that's SBS (Soo bullshit..I'm influenced by Paris Hilton..)

Here I am cruising through life doing what makes me happy, getting rid of stuff and people that don't..and so far I'm getting away with it... like it's not supposed to be that easy, like in some way I'm cheating in "the game of life".. My biggest problem is that my problems are so small that they can't really be considered problems..(Eskil and Snook ;) That being said: big problems, small problems...who are we to judge the difference..a bee sting might be nothing to me, but is fatal to my friend.

Losing you

There are things in this life I

would rather not sacrifice.

You girl I cannot live without

and you know there's no doubt that

All I mind's losing you.

I don't mind losing sleep

Pray the lord my soul to keep

I'll get plenty of rest when I am dead

but till then won't you share my bed

cuz all I mind's losing you

All I mind's losing you

And I don't mind losing money

There's nothin this life owes me

I've been given more than I can receive

But for you there's no receipt

So all I mind's losing you

All I mind's losing you

I don't mind growin o-old

Losing teeth and going bald

Not as handsome as I ever was

But you love me just because

All I mind's losing you

All I mind's losing you

There are things in this life I

would rather not sacrifice.

You girl I cannot live without

and you know there's no doubt that

All I mind's losing you

There is no point to samba if it doesn't make you smile

It’s 4 weeks left…and I’m at that stage where I’ve started saying goodbye. As always, it kinda sux…there are different levels of goodbye:

Family – you’re not losing them, just going away for a while.

Close friends – you’re not losing them either, just going away for a while

Other friends – you’re not going to talk to them as much and you might not see them for years, just facebook them every now and then.

Acquaintances – you’ll lose touch with them, but it’s not a big deal.

And there are those you care about so much, but you know you might lose them by leaving. Those goodbyes are the ones that hurt. “See you when I see you..”

I’ve been going through boxes of old stuff today..papers, books, photos, school assignments etc..all from different chapters of my life so far. Every time I’ve finished school, or at the end of a holiday I get the same sentimental feeling. Like it’s all over and I’ll never get this time of my life back. There are people I won’t be seeing anymore, places I won’t go back to. Here it is again, this time it’s even more final cos I’m leaving pretty much everything and moving across the globe. Going through old stuff every now and then is good though, it makes you realize all the good times you had and how important those little things are. Every year you have different problems that at the time seemed to be huge and time consuming. A few years later they seem tiny and insignificant and they make you laugh, but they still had an impact on how you acted, how you felt and the choices you made.

I've been getting a lot of comments like "you're so brave moving across the world by yourself and leaving everything in Norway.." I'm not brave guys...it's not that scary either..it's just something that needs to be done..if I want to be happy and get where I want to be in life..well no one's going to do it for me..and thank God for that, cos that would take the fun out of it!The real world is what you make of it..just because you view life differently than your friends doesn't make "your bubble world" (as they like to phrase it) any less real..

"Når alt kommer til alt er det ingen som vet nok til å være pessimist"

Want you to know, I'm a rainbow too...

Well it's still Friday night and I'm restless...I decided to not go out tonight and save some of that oh so needed money...the Top 40 summer concert is over, and MTV is playing some crazy Japanese rock/punk group...

I'm trying to keep myself occupied, reading Twilight, writing blog entries and cleaning the apartment..there's been a lot in the media lately about blogs, how it's the new hot thing to do..putting your life on the world wide web for everyone to read. Apparently it's a concern that some people spend too much time on their blog, it's becoming first priority and overshadowing everything else going on in their life.. I don't get that..in my opinion a blog is supposed to reflect what's going on in your life, but if your blog is you life, what do you write about...??

If I could get the sound working on my computer I would be listening to:
Afasi och Filthy feat. Snook: 1990 Nånting

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNnVqTZP3Ig

Let's grow old together, and die at the same time...

I'm sitting here on a Friday night watching the Norwegian Top 40 summer show. Right now The White Lies are playing, hence today's blog title....good song :) It's poring down outside, so I'm quite happy being snuggled up inside by myself.

I've been high and low these last couple of days, without any real reason. Well no reason that's considered reasonable (by me...and others..) that is. It's always the ones you love the most that get to see the worst in you...why is that? Anyways, I blamed the rain, I blamed being tired, I blamed other people (shame on me), I blamed moving-and-leaving-everyone-nerves...and then watching the summer concert, I found myself smiling just from the music...and it hit me: a week ago my computer decided that surely I didn't need the sound working..no sound, no music, me not happy..no Spotify, no iTunes, no YouTube :( My head doesn't benefit from having only my own twisted thoughts and no music input. Problem solved, until next time..;)

Ooooo, Aha is playing now...back to the 80's :)

Today is one of those days I wish I was leaving tomorrow. Not because anything bad happened, just because yet I again I realised that no matter how hard I try, there are just some things I can't change. Maybe that's a good thing, I don't know.

I be up sometimes, down sometimes
We're often in between but mostly in the middle
You be up sometimes, your down sometimes
We're often in between but mostly in the middle
I'm up sometimes, your down sometimes
We're often in between but mostly in the middle
You're up sometimes, I'm down sometimes
We're often in between but mostly in the middle
We be up sometimes, we're down sometimes
We're often in between but mostly in the middle

John Butler Trio

Waiting for that feeling

..of relief and excitement. As of yesterday I (hopefully) have a bachelor degree in tourism and relationship management..handed in in the last big bachelor assignment, a copy is lying right here next to me, all pretty in black.

I'm not feeling it though...three years of studying (filled with so many fun times not studying) and countless written assignments..it's all over. No more. All done. Finito.

I just woke up from a two hour sleep on the couch, which always makes me feel slightly sick, so maybe not the best time to force excitement...the last big party is taking place tomorrow, so hopefully it will all hit me some time between the third and fourth beer ;)

What did get me excited today is that I picked up Eclipse, the third Twilight book - yaaaay!

And I have now listened to Robert Pattinson's (Edward Cullin) "never think", off the new moon soundtrack, countless times...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=un3xDuaHOpE

Unrealistic expectations in men...

..and I blame Twilight...seriously, how can you not want someone like Edward Cullin...vampire or not..I'm about to start the third book, Eclipse (if Alice would just hurry up finishing it..!) and I'm officially addicted. I haven't felt like this about a book in ages..I kind of stopped reading for years, and it's just recently that I've discovered what I've been missing. This whole other world to disappear into...and what a great world that is.

From the facebook group "Because I read Twilight I have unrealistic expectations in Men":

After reading the Twilight series you want your lover to...- Play piano

- Be able to protect you from oncoming traffic with only his fist

- Quote Romeo & Juliet to you ( not sure about this one..I mean I love Romeo and Juliet, but not sure if I really want my man to feel the same...I'm still all for men being men..)

- Only have eyes for you even when a hot waitress is throwing herself at him

- Not be embarrassed that he only dreams about you (if he could dream, that is)

- To not want to live in this world if you're not in it

- To write a lullaby for you

- To be able to read other people's minds to let you know what is coming

It's like being 12 again, just after watching Titanic for the first time... even when you're not reading (or watching the movie) you mind wanders off into this other world. 12 years later I can admit I cried for days after watching Jack Dawson (Leonardo DiCaprio) sink to the bottom of the ocean...Pathetic one might say, but what do you expect from a 12 year old little girl dreaming of soul mates and endless love..

Things do change though, you grow older and (hopefully)wiser and you start to settle for "endless love until next month"...but every now and then the little girl inside you reappears and makes you think..and hope..that one day ..a special someone will look you in the eye and tell you that there is no way he will want to live in a world without you..

And maybe even write you a lullaby.

Some might consider it a waste of time and emotions ( I mean common, if I'm not mistaken over 50 % of marriages end in divorce at some stage..), but as for now I'm holding on to the 12 year old in me who still looks at the world with hope that there is an Edward Cullen out there for everyone..

Sunday sessions

Sundays should be spent doing a little bit of something and a whole lot of nothing..and the whole lot of nothing should involve music, a good book, music, a comfy couch or on a perfect day a beach, music, good company (some days the best company you can get is yourself)..clearly music is a big part of any good Sunday. And like a friend of mine pointed out to me yesterday, Sunday is the day of the sun...



CATHOLIC WORLD, published in 1894:

"The church took the pagan philosophy and made it the buckler of faith against the heathen. She took the pagan Roman Pantheon, temple of all gods, and made it sacred to all the martyrs; so it stands to this day. She took the pagan Sunday and made it the Christian Sunday. She took the pagan Easter and made it the feast we celebrate during this season..........."The sun was a foremost god with heathendom..............There is, in truth, something royal, kingly, about the sun, making it a fit emblem of JESUS, the Sun of justice. Hence the church in these countries would seem to have said, 'Keep that old pagan name. It shall remain consecrated, sanctified.' And thus the pagan Sunday, dedicated to Balder [the god of light and peace], became the Christian Sunday, sacred to JESUS.---Vol. 58, # 348, March 1894, p.809.

That might have to be my something for the day...

Last night at work this song of Minor Majority came on, a Norwegian band I haven't listened to for ages..made me smile, although their music is kind of melancholic. Great band. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-CKC5w8Q1A

Happy Sunday :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGeD3WsFtc0&feature=related

Reality Check

Well it was bound to happen...the feeling of "shit this might not be that easy"...Earth calling Camilla..duut duuut duuut..."the person you are calling can not be reached. please try again later"....

Tonight I was watching the Bachelor (man, I could never do what those women do...) and it hit me: in about two months I will be standing at Kingsford Smith airport with my backpack (and hopefully a suitcase) all by myself.. yeah, I know I have friends there, I know I'm not the first one going solo, but still...that by myself part is kind of scary. In the end, no matter if you're married and have 1o kids..you are still alone, still just you. I don't mean that in a depressing way, it's just the way it is..and I think that's the most human feeling of all, the fear of being alone. I think that no matter how independent, strong and brave we try to be...we all want to be a part of "us" ...me and myself is vulnerable. Sooo...I've come to terms with the fact that I might be standing there scared shit less, and that's OK.

Another thing that suddenly became clear...I pictured saying goodbye to the people I love. Even though it's not forever..it's goodbye for now..I'm usually pretty good at goodbyes, mainly because I know I'll be seeing them in a few months. You better all get plane tickets to oz asap ;)

So today I'm:

Happy

Scared

Sad

Oh by the way, I finally discovered the wonder of Spotify :)

Playing now: No One's Gonna Love You - Band of Horses

Next: Just for now - Imogen Heap

True to myself

Yet another good weekend has passed...Anna visited from Bergen, she makes the world beautiful :) Yet another Sunday stuffing myself with anything eatable..and being happy doing nothing.

Well here goes..before new years I will have done the following:

- got a job in Sydney (quite essential...asap)

- got a place to live (also quite essential...also asap)

- Signed up (and completed) a Salsa/Latin course

- Started painting again

- Read a whole bunch of books (must make books-to-read-list)

- Saved a bit of money ( I could say a lot, but let's be realistic)

- Laughed a lot

- Cried some

- Planned my next travel adventure (half the fun is planning)

....to be continued..

"day in day out I've asked many questions I say

only to find the truth it never changes I say

if you don't deal with it it keeps killing you a little by little I say

call me selfish if you will my life I alone can live I say I say I"

One Love

How does one feel slightly hung over after having only 4 beers the night before..?? Totally uncalled for..

The concert was great (although a tribute to Bob Marley should contain more than 4 of his songs..) and I so longed for a beach and a few hammocks..but a happy concert :)

I've been thinking about making this list of things to do this year..I will do it tomorrow..I will also be writing my assignment tomorrow...definitely tomorrow. Please don't let me be too hung over..

all I need ...

I don't need your inhibitions

Cos all i need is to be free.

And i don't like no-one to tell me,

where i'm going to because i can see....

You know that feeling when you get so upset and angry that you start to shiver and you get this feeling in you lower stomach... the feeling is indescribable, it's not painful but it's definitely not pleasant either..I got that today..a couple of times actually. And the worst thing is when you know you shouldn't be upset, that it's not worth it...so you work hard not to act on your feelings and you start manipulating your brain to calm down, to stop that feeling in your gut..and all along you know that the feeling has nothing to do with your brain..

It's one of those days when you know that anything can get to you, and you try so hard to push that feeling of vulnerability away, telling yourself that you have no reason at all not to be happy, which of course is even more annoying...so instead of calming down you start looking for reasons to feel how you feel...and yeah, anyone who looks hard enough will find that reason..it might not start out as a good reason, but it will end up being the root of all evil..(no,I'm not premenstrual...)

Soo...what to do...well, I put on TBG (yup, still going strong)..started writing..and about two minutes ago the sun came out..(it's been raining all day)..in a few hours I'm going to see Ky-Mani Marley & band, a tribute concert for Bob Marley..and I think I might feel a smile touching the surface..

Happy.com

This weekend was a good one, 17th of May was both relaxing and fun..the photo you see is what Karl Johan(main street Oslo) looked like around 11-12ish on Sunday..(sorry, not my photo, I wasn't there) I had a nice brunch at my aunties place :) Later that day I went to a party, had too much champagne, forgot to eat, went to a concert, realised I was way too drunk, went home, fell a sleep on the couch (apparently well hidden, my friends couldn't find me), woke up at 7am still drunk and went to bed...happy :) (well I might not have felt truly happy waking up at 7am, drunk, still in my clothes and makeup..but the happy feeling returned later that day...hm, come to think of it, maybe not so much since I felt more and more hungover as the day progressed...)



The point I'm trying to make, besides having a good Norway day, is that I'm feeling good these days. After buying a plane ticket I can't afford, realising I'm moving half way across the world and don't have a job or a place to live ..this is so what I'm supposed to do! Call me naive, a dreamer and what not..(and if you do..you're probably right)but until someone or something proves me wrong..I'm going with this new found feeling of being content..


I'm kind of loving it


Oh and by the way, if you only listen to one song today(silly you), let it be this one http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIJwfzOBSS8

Cause I got music....

"Hey girl i love you,

Dancing 'round like that will drive me crazy.

But why would i want you,

When it's plain you're not ever wanting me?

Well my whole life all i had was this guitar.

Never gonna be lonely when all ihave is music in my heart.

Never gonna wanna be something i am not.

As i get older i'm a be happy with what i got.

'Cause i got music,

and it makes me feel alright.

Got this here music,

and it helps me ease my mind up.

'Cause i got music,

and it takes away the pain.

Got this here music,

and i got it every, every, every day.

Hey my friend's like that,

He drives all those little girls crazy.

Say did you see us,In the background of the crowd on the TV?

On a summer's day we go andcatch some morning waves.

Hanging out with my friends andthe vibe can only be ok.

Just like I don't remember rainydays when i was small,

You know i won't rememberhatred or nothing at all.

'Cause i got music,

and it makes me feel alright.

Got this here music,and it helps me ease my mind up.

'Cause i got music,

and it takes away the pain.

Got this here music,

and i got it every, every, every day.

No tempremental alibis,

and I'm not wasting all my time.

And I am looking for the truth in this.

And i don't know just what I'llget, just what ill get.

coz i got this here music

'Cause i got music,

and it makes me feel alright.

Got this here music,

and it helps me ease my mind up.

'Cause i got music,

and it takes away the pain.

Got this here music,

and i got it every, every, every day."

Oh and by the way...I put together a budget today..to see how much money I should have but don't...and I got this gorgeous new dress (for the record I got that before the budget part...so it doesn't really count...AND it's 17Th of May on Sunday..for those of you going "sooo?"..google it)

Oh and by the way number 2...listen to "Numb"...I'm having a The Beautiful Girls/Mat McHugh phase..and I plan on it being a long one. So if you're not into them...well, what can I say...you're missing out man..

It's not gambling, we call it living..

Today has been good...a good Monday! :) By the way, who gave Mondays such a bad name...? Lot's of good stuff happen on Mondays, we just tend to forget that and only remember the Sundays.

Anyways, today was the stop -waiting and whishing - start - doing - day. I received an e-mail saying that I didn't get the job I was hoping for in Sydney. I saw that one coming, so no biggie..so what did I do..I went home and booket a plane ticket...so for all those who didn't believe that I was actually leaving..Ha! August 12 is the big day...still no place to live and no job, but it's all good, I'm working on that. I'll be a regular at Gumtree and SEEK in no time...:P

Songs to listen to on a Monday:

The Beautiful girls: Surf Session-Periscopes

The Beautiful girls: Dela

The Shins: New Slang

Vampire Weekend: Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa

G.Love & Special Sauce: Love

Haley Sales: Keep Drivin'

Ziggy Marley: Dragonfly

Damien Rice: Canonball

Banana pancakes

Well I went to bed reasonably early for a Saturday night, thinking my headache would be gone in the morning...I woke up to the sound of rain on my window, which on a Sunday morning is not such a bad thing :) In other words me and my aching head could snuggle up in bed for a few more hours. I've never been good at sleeping in, but I'm getting better at just staying in bed and not worrying about getting up just yet...I have this thing about wasting the day, and when I stay in bed I feel like I do..but lets face it, when I get up all I'll be doing is have breakfast, read online newspapers, surfing facebook (highly important when you stayed in the previous night, you might catch the juicy photos and drunken status updates before they are removed)watch telly and think about the assignment I should be writing..and how is that more important than staying in bed an listening to Sunday morning rain? (the assignment part might be, but there's always tomorrow..)

A lazy day in bed with the rain poring down...missing person: Jack Johnson

Well can't you see that it's just raining

there ain't no need to go outside...

But Baby, You hardly even notice

when I try to show you

this song is meant to keep ya

from doing what you're supposed to

like waking up too early

Maybe we can sleep in

I'll make you banana pancakes

pretend like it's the weekend now

For all those who believe Jack is the backpacker- going- to -oz- must-listen- to- surfing- singer- songwriter- cliche....maybe so, but in my opinion he's only sharing that backpacker throne with Bob Marley (I'm sure some of you might disagree with that, if so let me know), and that's not bad company..

Point being, Mr. Johnson (and Marley for that matter) makes my headache not seem so bad, so I'm sticking with them.

Happy Sunday :)

hm....

I'm not liking the layout...I guess practice makes perfect..or at least improved ;)

There's a first time for everything

One of those is the first blog post...and man that's a frikkin' tough first one..It's been about a week since I created this blog and so far I've had 7 or so people viewing my profile, and still no posts...yeah guys, I know the purpose of a blog..I'm supposed to write actual words for people to read...

So pretty much every day for the past week (well lets be honest, I started thinking about it ages ago, but I don't want to come across as the no-word-blog-freak) I've been thinking of what to write for my first blog post...definitely something funny, but serious...easygoing, but thought through...girly, but not too sweet...silly, but still intelligent...now how on earth does one do that when your name is not Carrie F***** Bradshaw ???
Soo....after endless days and sleepless nights (not really) I decided on not trying...what it all comes down to is that this is my blog, my thoughts, my life...if you find it interesting that's great...if you don't..well, you've probably got more important things going on in your life than reading my blog...good for you! If you look at things from the right perspective it's all good ;)

The main reason for starting this blog is that I've made a pretty important decision... in about two months I'm packing my bags, leaving my life in Oslo, getting on a plane and moving to Sydney...just me..So far I don't have any money, I don't have a place to live and I don't have a job....It's starting to freak me out, but I'm still loving it! Loving not knowing...not knowing whether I'm about to put myself in deep shit or if this is the best thing I could ever do..and you know what, it might be both.