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Ingen vet hvor haren hopper, ingen vet hvor Lise stopper... Translation: No one knows where the hare jumps, no one knows where Lise stops.. :/

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Bad day... That's today... Or?

It's a good time ago now that Ivan and I bought our table cloth. It's a lovely one, which we both love. It's two-toned with dirty old pink and a deeper colour of what we'd say is between a deep pink and aubergine... Well, as I said, we really fell in love with it. But, being as I am the clumsy person that I am, I spilled something on it. I put it to wash and it shrunk. Only with a few centimeters, but enough for it to look silly. We were gutted!

We ended up with having an out of shape cream crochet table cloth: Which was nice enough, but it couldn't be compared with the old one.
As life sometimes doesnt go the way we always want it to we learned to live with it, until yesterday. We needed some food, so we went to the shopping centre and we couldn't believe our luck. Not only did one of the shops have our tablecloth - it had been reduced to only 20 Kroner (approximately £2)!! Without a question in mind we bought what was rightfully ours and as you've probably guessed, we were thrilled!

So the first thing we did when we got home was getting rid of the cream cloth and putting our new one on... And, ah, it was lovely! :)

Anyway, you know how everyone always keep things, just in case we might need it, although we probably never will? Well, we kept our old cloth so we decided to make cushion out of it. Considering I am the kind of person who loves cushions, not to look at them, but to have them on my lap while sitting in the sofa, you'd be surprised to find out that we had none! .... So it was about time to get some!
Fair enough, I got the sewing-machine down, got myself ready only to find out it didn't work. Although it probably did and the only problem was me trying to working it out. But my patience was running low, I tried and I tried and then. Guess what!? The bloody sofa collapsed! And, that was it, I'd had enough! So, what did I do? I stole some money of Ivan (Yes, I know, shame on me!) and went to the garage to buy some cigarettes!

So off I go, in my stroppy little mood, I arrive at the garage, smile to the lad behind the counter, get my cigarettes and off I go again... I light a cigarette and start to think..I realize that it did not actually help one slightest bit! I still had no cushionsns and the old (80's pink velvet) sofa was still laying on the floor looking stupid! So, what was the point in it really? Why do we actually smoke cigarettes thinking it's giving us something when it's not? This really got me thinking, why do we actually smoke? So I sat myself down outside a primary school analyzing my cigarette. I tasted it, felt the smoke down my throat... To be quite frank with you, it didn't taste much, nor did it cut my throat... But I remember the days when it did...

I was thirteen, I had just moved back with my mum after living with my dad for a year. I wasn't much of a streetwise thirteen year old, but why would I have been? I'd never had to be scared of the dark, never worry if someone was to attack me... Things like that just didn't happen where I had lived... But, but this place was different...It was a rough estate in Manchester, where my mum's x had insisted on moving to... Why?! I don't know, but he had... Anyway, I was shocked to learn that most people my age smoked...What? They smoked? Were they even old enough to do such a thing? But, Ok, they smoked, did it have to bother me? I didn't smoke, nor did I intend to... So carried on with life, but then someone I had got to know started asking me if I wanted a cigarette... I said no, she said go on, it wont hurt you and I i yet again said no... And, this is how it carried on, she asking me to smoke...

I think I must have managed to say no for quite a few months before the fatal day came! Though this time it wasn't just her, there were a few other people as well... But, these lads weren't the type to play around with - they were rough! If I let them see that I was weak, that I dared not smoke, they'd take the mickey out of me - making my life uncomfortablele! I couldn't afford that. I had no real friends, and if I didn't have them then I would have none!

As most kids I had tried it at some point and I didn't like it, I knew how horrible it was so I didn't want to do it again! But, I had to, so manned myself up, took the cigarette, had a drag of it... And, I inhaled the smoke. I felt the cutting feeling down my throat and into my loungs, it felt as though my lounges were to explode, but I did my best not to cough! That would have been fatal, because that was definately a sign of weaknes! But, I managed it, I had inhaled without coughing!

Then suddenly I was cool, I was a part of the gang! I had friends! So I had an other drag, still trying hard not to cough! .... So, now that I was cool, I had to keep up the image, which meant I couldn't stop smoking now. So, I carried on smoking whenever I was around them... But, before I knew it, I wasn't only smoking around them... I was smoking even when I was on my own - I had got addicted!! Oh my God, how could that be, I was never supposed to get addicteded!!


Now, I ask you... Do you remember the first time you smoked? Did you intend on getting addicteded? Did it ever cross your mind that you'd be spending the rest of your life smoking cigarettes, panicking whenever you run out? Spending the money you can't afford to spend, just to buy those precious little cigarettes, the cigarettes that gives you what? Not a bigger wallet or a better health, that's for a fact. It doesn't make you more confident or cool...

If you are at that stage where you think smoking is cool or that it gives you confidence and status... Do please think again, because does it really? I thought status was supposed to be a nice car and a big house, not spending your money on your coffingnails! In fact it doesn't matter why you think it is you're smoking, do think about it...!

Back at the step, outside the primary I wrote a note where it said "I don't need cigarettes, nor do you! don't think about the money you spend, just ask yourself what cigarettes actually gives you! Is there really any point?" I put it in the plastic around the packet. Left the packet open and went... You might think its silly, but that's what I did! And, I don't regret it, funnily enough!

Monday, April 24, 2006

Change of Choice!

I woke up paranoid this morning! I was so paranoid that I had to stay at home today.
Anyway, what it was that had made me so paranoid, was realizing that I had applied onto wrong college! I can't become a vet, nor psychologist, even though I would like to!
Ok, I might not be stupid, but am I able to actually get the grades I need to get in? The fact that I'll be over 20 when it's time for uni, even makes it harder for me to get in... So, what will happen if I stand there, in three years time, and my grades aren't good enough... Then, what do I do?
Honestly, I don't want to know - I won't take the chance! So, I stayed at home so I could phone the inntakskontor (which I don't know what is called in English. But they take are of all the applications) and ask them whether there's any chance of still changing my application form! .... Luckily I still got time, the deadline for changing it is June 1st! :D:D Hallelujah, I am now a happy girl!

What I'll do now is apply for art college in stead... I've always been told I should do something with my hands, ok, it's not my biggest talent, but I have always been good when it comes to using my hands... So, why not? I could go for woodwork, be one of few females doing so, or I could become a silver smith, making silver necklaces for presents... As we all know, the world is full of options - we just need to look for them, and OK I wont become a vet, but that doesn't mean I can't be happy with whatever I chose to do! =)


Something positive did come out of today thought! It's not a big deal, but it makes me happy - I bought a new curtain rail (or whatever it's called) today =) But, I wont show a picture of it before I get my new curtains: My mums old ones, which she has sent me as she is redecorating her bedroom! *can't wait*

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Birthday!! :D

Your Birthdate: June 18

You are a cohesive force - able to bring many people together for a common cause.
You tend to excel in work situations, but you also facilitate a lot of social gatherings too.
Beyond being a good leader, you are good at inspiring others.
You also keep your powerful emotions in check - you know when to emote and when to repress.

Your strength: Emotional maturity beyond your years

Your weakness: Wearing yourself down with too many responsibilities

Your power color: Crimson red

Your power symbol: Snowflake

Your power month: September
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

I had a look at my mum's blog, only to see that she had done a birthday meaning thing, so I thought I'd give it a go!
Not bad, although I don't know what all the stuff at the top means, my favorite colour is crimson red (ruby is my favorite stone), I looove snow and my mum was born in September, so without september I wouldn't be here! =)

This & That

Oh dear, I'm getting a little worried... :/
I'm applying onto college this year, and there's a law here in Norway which say that anyone between 16 and 19 has right to three years in college. As long as one has their, Norwegian equivalent of, GCSE's, obviously... Well, my problem is, although I am taking a special course to get my GCSE's now, I'll be 20 this summer - which means I still might not get in! :/

Anyway, let's talk about the positive side of life: Tonight is our night, Ivan and me that is!
Although we see each other almost all the time, we don't always get the time to just sit down and relax together. So, for that reason Wednesday's are our evening together... We buy some snacks and soda, and snuggle up together in front of the TV to watch LOST and enjoy each others company! =)
Tonight, I have bought lefse (which, I think, is a Norwegian cake kind of thing. But, don't take my word for it), I also bought some carrotcake , which is my favorite cake out of all cakes (yummy!!) and some champagne soda!

...

Blimey, time goes quick... It's now Thursday, we've watched LOST and I was left with the same feeling I'm always left with every Wednesday - the feeling of not being fulfilled as I wish I didn't have to wait a whole week for the next episode! Mind you, we did manage a couple of months without it, when the Americans watched their so called "football"... You know what the Americans are like: If we can't watch it, then you ain't watching either! So, all we had to do was wait... So, I'm sure we'll manage six days, eight hours and 25 minutes for the next episode! :P
Anyway, like the say here in Norway: Den som venter noe godt, venter ikke forgjeves, meaning, Those who are waiting something good aren't waisting time! .... Hmm, something tells me that it sound better in Norwegian! :P

Quess what! My iron's broke! I was going through my cupboard yesterday, sorting what to keep and what to give to the poor. When I was done I decided to iron all the clothes- yeah right! My iron wasn't having any of that! It leaked, and I don't mean just a little bit, but a lot! I hadn't even filled it up and the water was just poring out of it! :(
It a shame really, because now I'll need to get a new iron and I can't afford that! Not at the moment anyway! I got something else I need to pay, and I'm also hoping to buy a flower pot to put outside the front door to make it a little more welcoming!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

King of the castle!

Oh bum! I had just written a really long blog and then suddenly it was all gone, and now I will have to start all over again... And I was so pleased with my writing this time - bet it wont be half as good now! *sobs*

Anyway, it is Saturday night and I'm sitting here with Ivan's (new) laptop (I am so jealous), enjoying myself! =)
Ivan, by the way, is my boyfriend who I live with! ....


Remember I mentioned the parliament? Well, I became a few steps wiser yesterday, after visiting it! The tour, I must admit, was a far more interesting than I had expected. The only boring bit about it was having to stand still for so long while our guide told us all about the place! But, it was definitely worth it as I brought home new knowledge that I wouldn't have otherwise!

There was one thing though, that really interested me...


If history is on your list of interests, then feel free to carry on reading. If not, then feel free not to....Anyway, it is your choice.... I am not an author, so my writing isn't all that good... But here we go...

The birth of our king's castle! ...

Norway, had for many years been ruled by Denmark. On the 17th May 1814, Norway became independent and wrote their own constitution... Then, UK and other European countries decided that we had to be a part of Sweden...

Although we were in union with Sweden, were poor and had nothing, we were still determined that we were going to have some independence. It was important for us to find what was truly Norwegian, while at the same time build up our country. We had no hospitals nor schools.

Sweden had many castles while Norway had non, so off course King Karl Johan (the king of Sweden, our king) wanted one! He was a kind man and the castle was going to be built with his money... But, economics wasn't exactly his thing, and the money had run out before he had even got the concrete down. We then had to step in and spend our money. The castle, for this reason, had to be redesigned and a lot smaller than what Karl Johan had originally wanted, but that was the way it had to be....


Ironically, the castle wasn't finished before the king had already been dead for four years!


Well, there's my history lesson over.
.. :P It wasn't exactly about our parliament as such, but I thought it was really interesting, as I had just taken it forgranted that the castle had always been there and had never actually given it a thought! ....

By the way... The huge street going through the centre of Oslo leading up to the caste is named after the king, and it's name is today Karl Johans Gate! :P

Ok, that's it... I'll stop now!!

Tata

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Test, test and an other test

This week has been all about tests! Had a test in Norwegian on Monday, maths on Tuesday and English today!

My Norwegian test didn't get any where near as good as I had hoped. I know so without receiving my results as I didn't get close to finishing it!

As you will soon learn while reading my blog, I have a tendency to just go on and on about something when I'm writing - which is exactly what I did with my Norwegian test... this then ended up with seven pages of written work, which was nowhere close to completed!

But, it is not a final exam and I have learned from it! My English test (I hope) went fine, I didn't write as much this time! So, I'll just have to remember that next time I should keep my writing to a limit!

Well, I can relax now... No more tests, and tomorrow we'll all going to the parliament in Oslo for a tour around the building! Going there wouldn't exactly be my first choice, but I'm looking forward to it as I think it will be really interesting!
It is only recently that I have started having an interest in law, and although I wont be studying it, I would like to learn more about it and how it works!

Well, I think I'll finish here for now and carry on with my sudoku! I think my brain needs the exercise as it is veeery difficult! :P

Friday, March 03, 2006

A world of lego

I attend a special school, where I'm working towards taking my GCSE's... Well, actually, it will be the Norwegian equivalent of GCSE. Without going into depth about why I stopped attending school, one could say that there are two sides to the story: One being that while I made the actual decision to quit school, it was due to circumstances that led to it happening. Anyhow, that's in the past - This blog is about the present!

My goal is to one day get into veterinary school: Getting into vet school is tough. I will need to work as hard as I possibly can. I can't afford to fail any of the topics! The best would be to get an A* in all my subjects; which is as good as impossible unless your name is Albert Einstein... Who in fact failed maths.

I'll probably sound like someone with an IQ of 160 when I say this, but school is at the moment the most boring place on earth. I can wait till I start attending college! ....
I'm almost 20 years old and life experience in its self has taught me most of what we learn in high school and i feel that I really ought to be learning more... I want some bigger challenges!

Chemistry, for instance! I want to learn all there is to know about chemistry.
Our world is so much more than what we can see: It's a fascinating while at the same time a scary place! ....

I can't say I'm a firm believer of God, but I like the idea of him existing. The thought of there not being anything more to life and earth that what it is, is frightening. Are the Buddhists right when they believe in reincarnation? Are we no more that what chemistry tells us? A world made of LEGO?

But it's true. We are all made of Lego, or should I be scientific and say atoms?
What has always been, will always be!

Scientists do all sorts of weird things in their labs, but there is one fact we can't change. We can't change what the world is made out, atoms. Only how they interact with each other, but they will always stay the same!

...... It's past midnight... My mind always gets complicated at this time of day! But, all I want to say is I LOVE CHEMISTRY! It is so fascinating how everything that makes the physical me, has once been a flower, a dinosaur, a rock and one day may even become a tree!