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"