Min kjære svenske samboer fant et Norgeskart i går, og innså at Norge ikke så slik ut, som hun hittil har sett for seg:

“Men Bergen är verkligen här på kusten… det ligger jo typ nästan i London!”

A reflection upon the recent events of  julebordsesongen.

On thursday I attended a christmasparty at my school. I knew that I had to get up very early the next morning, so I decided to leave at 23.45. I was waiting for bus number 5 that would take me all the way home, but bus number 36 came along first, so I decided to take it downtown and then get on another bus that could take me home. That would take me about 10 minutes on the bus, and about 10 minutes after that I would have been home. Notice the “would have.” After getting on the bus, someone fell asleep. And someone missed the busstop in town, and slept on the bus for almost an hour. When someone finally woke up; someone was in the middle of nowhere. And hey, that someone happened to me be. This was the last bus of the night, so the busdriver had no intentions of going back to town. He let me of the bus, and I started the long walk home. A long walk that was made even longer in a short dress, high heels and -10° … I hate my life…

On my last blog I made a list of all the things I wanted for my birthday. Now, I am going to elaborate on them. 

#1 - I want to learn how to play the guitar.

As I´v been trying to grow up the last 23 years, I have never been a fan of guitars. At middleschool the teachers tried to teach us the guitar, but I did not want to learn it. I have a thing against things made of metal/steel/iron, and the guitar strings make my fingers smell bad. At college, I met a guy who is today one of my best friends. We sat together for three years during college, and he is one of the most straight through nice guys I know. And this guy was really good at playing the guitar. But whenever he decided to get his guitar out, I made an “aaaah”-sound, moaned, and made it very clear that guitars were boring. Last year when I was in austria, I also met some guys that were really good at playing the guitar. One of my best friends down there even tried to teach me. I learned two grips, and made the famous “a-g”-song. All of this has really nothing to do with why I want to learn how to play the guitar. The reason is that I enjoy making songs, and it would be really neat to make some songs on a guitar.

#2 - I want heating in my bedroom.

Some things in life you want all the time, some things you only want once or twice. Some things you know you can live without, some things you know you should live without. Right now I am sitting in my warm livingroom, and I don´t want heating in my bedroom. That would cause a very high electric-bill. And I am known for being stingy when it comes to spending unessecery money. But every morning I curse myself for not having a heated room, because it is impossible to get out of bed. I have to get dressed under my blanket, before I jump out of bed and literally run out of my room before I freeze to death. I swear, my room is so cold not even a snowman would spend the night.

#3 - I want Miss Backer to move to Trondheim.

About three years ago I moved to Trondheim, and a bit later a friend from back home came to visit me. She had another friend living in Trondheim, and she joined us for a couple of nights on the town. At first I did not like this girl very much. As it turned out, we had a lot of fun together those days. My friend left town, so I did not meet this new girl again. I kept thinking to my self that it would be nice to hang out with her agaun, but how awkward would it be to send another girl a message saying something like “Hey, I like you, wanne do something some day?” No, not an option. Then one day, I found a sock under my bed. It was her sock! She hed left it at my place during the weekend my friend was here. I sent her a message, saying that I found her sock, and she replied to me, asking me if I wanted to join her for a party next weekend. I said yes, and we lived happily ever after. Untill she moved out of Trondheim. 

When most people see an empty dance floor; they turn around and sit down again. When me and Miss Backer see an empty dance floor, we say hell yeah; and dance like the happiest people alive.

# 4 - I want a band.

I have never been very musical. In 2nd grade when my class were performing on the “blockflute” I was told to pretend in the back along with the boys. As I allready mentioned, I was not able to learn how to play the guitar with the rest of my class in middle school. The only time I ever sung anything, was during playing “The Steadfast Tin Soldier,” when I was singing one verse of a Lion King song. That was untill last year.

I was listening to a band at the legendary “Shamrock” irish pub in Salzburg, when the guy next to me asked if I was enjoying the music. I said yes, very much, and he asked me if I played an instrument. I laughed and said “No, I only sing.” The guy looked at me, and said “Hey, really? The singer in our band just quit, so we need a new one. What do you say?” … Under any other circumstances and I would have laughed and said no. I didn´t. Instead I told him yes, of course, and gave him my number. A week later he called me, and I was terrified. Of course I couldn´t be in their band. Luckily, one of my good south american friends encouraged me to go for it and give it a try. The guys in the band liked my voice, and I joined their band. We played together for the rest of year, had a concert and recorded some songs on our own. Sad as it was, I had to leave austria and my beloved band. 

# 5 - I want a new colour on my bedroomwalls.

When I first moved in to my bedroom, I thought the dark turqoise-green colour on the walls was ok. After a couple of months I have realized why most people paint their rooms in bright colours. If it wasn´t for the fact that I wont be living in Trondheim much longer than May, I would have painted it. Since I´ll be on the move again after just 6 months, I´ll just have to survive in my turqoise-green place of suffering and punishment, filled with fiery, pain and inflicting guilt.

# 6 - I want to drink beer with Nicholas in Canada. 

This one does not really need any explanation. It´s selfexplaining. It doesn´t really have to be in Canada though. Me and Nick can drink beer anywhere. Anytime. I met Nick at school in Austria, and we spent most of our time together drinking beer. I like Nick. (But not as much as I like beer, of course)

# 7 - I want to finish my marketingprojects.

2,5 years ago I started my bachelordegree in economy. Don´t ask why. After one year of studying finance and other stupid economystuff, I spent a year in Austria studying creativity techniques when I was supposed to be studying economy. Finally, on my third year I started studying marketing. And I like it. I like Kotler, Keller and Mossberg. I like the 4 P´s, and the 3 other P´s in the marketing mix. Last week I finished a businessplan in my innovation class. This week I am finishing our marketingprojoect we are doing for the footballclub Rosenborg, which we will present for them i January. Finally, after 2,5 years of making imaginary financial budgets and cash flows, I am working on something real. Yes!!

#8 - I want my brother to come home for christmas.

My brother is very talented. My brother has taught me so many things. The most important thing he ever taught me is that I don´t always need others to teach me what I don´t know. One time we had a fight about which channel to watch on TV. It ended up with him picking me up, carrying my out of the livingroom and locking the door. I learned my lesson; don´t pick a fight with anyone that is stronger than me. Another time we had an arguement in the kitchen, it ended up with him spreading butter on my face. I learned another lesson; don´t pick a fight with anyone with a butter knife in their hands. My brother is about to finish his masters degree in architecture in Denmark, and since he is presenting his finals in january, he has decided to not come home for christmas. Christmas will not be christmas without my amazing brother. I promise, if he comes home I´ll let him decide TV-channels and spread butter on my face every day. 

# 9 - I want a kneesurgery.

Last winter I was skiing in the alps with my friends, when the snow decided to become a fence. I was skiing a bit too fast, and the next thing I know I´m in the hospital with a tibial plateau fracture and one less cruciate ligament. Now, I am no longer allowed to play football or run in the forrest. 

# 10 - I want someone to help me connect the speakers to my LP-player. 

I don´t know how to connect the speakers to my LP-player. True story.

# 11 - I want a boyfriend.

Me and my last boyfriend broke up after being together for a bit more than three years. Well, I broke up, and forgot to tell him about it. He realized after a couple of months, and the break-up was official. Now, 4 years later, I have been through 7 imaginary relationships, and I think I am ready for a real one. I promise I´ll let the next one know when I dump him. 

# 12 -  I want a guitar.

If I am going to learn how to play the guitar, I need a guitar to play on. 

# 13 - 27

I want to paint pictures to hang on the wall. I want to go to Bulgaria.  I want a new halloweenparty every weekend. I want St. Thomas to resurrect so I can go to one of his concerts. I want to see all the people I met in Salzburg again. I want sun. I want to spend less time at school. I want the money I had in Glitnir Bank on Iceland to come back. I want to break the time/space continuum and go back to the day my mother gave away my cat. I want to move abroad. I want my hair to stay dark. I want to see the whole next season of How I met your mother. I want people to pull back in the bus. I want to stop writing what I want, and want to want to start writing my marketingproject instead.

The norwegian birthdaysong:

Hooray for you that fills your year! 
Yes, you we will congratulate! 
All in a circle around you we stand, 
and see, now will we march, 
bow, nod, bow, turn around, 
dance then for you with jump and bounce and run, 
wish you of the heart all good things 
and tell me then, what do you want more? Congratulations!

I had the most brilliant halloweenbirthdaycelebration on saturday. Even if I cant remember if you were there, thank you for coming. 

Before

Before After

After

Even if this party was more than I could have asked for; there are so many things I want for my birthday. I want to learn how to play the guitar. I want heating in my bedroom. I want Miss Backer to move to Trondheim. I want a band.  I want a new colour on my bedroomwalls.  I want to drink beer with Nicholas in Canada. I want to finish my marketingprojects. I want  my brother to come home for christmas. I want a kneesurgery. I want someone to help me connect the speakers to my LP-player. I want a boyfriend.  I want a guitar. I want to paint pictures to hang on the wall. I want to go to Bulgaria.  I want a new halloweenparty every weekend. I want St. Thomas to resurrect so I can go to one of his concerts. I want to see all the people I met in Salzburg again. I want sun. I want to spend less time at school. I want the money I had in Glitnir Bank on Iceland to come back. I want to break the time/space continuum and go back to the day my mother gave away my cat. I want to move abroad. I want my hair to stay dark. I want to see the whole next season of How I met your mother. I want people to pull back in the bus. I want to stop writing what I want, and want to want to start writing my marketingproject instead.

Me & Pugsley

Roomies - the famous morning after

At 9.30 this morning I was at school, ready to start studying for my macroeconomics midsemestertest tomorrow. Luckily, I have a great friend that agreed to come help me, lets call him “Erik,” and we decided to meet at 12.

At 11.15 I sent him an sms; with a friendly message telling him to “WAKE UP!”

At 12.40 there was no sign of him, so I called him. No answer.

At 13.40 there was still no sign of him, so I gave him another call. No answer. 

At 15.00 I was still sitting at school, without “Erik”, and with no work done for my test. I started walking around school, looking for someone who could help me prepare for my test. I found one girl from my class; but she just reminded me of how little I actually know about macroeconomics. I found another girl from my class; and she was very helpful … deciding what to wear for the upcoming halloweenparty.

At 16.00 I realized that my only hope for passing this test was not showing up.

It is 23.00 now, and I still have not heard a word from him. And I have not started studying for my test. If he should happen to read this blogpost; he should stop reading my blog and call me to tell me how sorry he is for making me study on my own. I will take in to consideration that I should stop writing in my blog, and start studying. But I don´t like macroeconomics. In fact, I don´t like any economics. Economy sucks!

I introduce to you; the talented Jakub Beňo from Slovakia feat. me : myspace.com/blatooo

When I made this blog one week ago, I was determined to only add new posts when something special had happened. Like buying an LP-player and getting a bike along with it.

A whole week has passed, and nothing special has happened. I´ve thought about many things to write about, but none of them have turned out to be interesting enough.

In the beginning of the week, I went to Sweden with my marketing class. I was in the planning comitee, so it was a great trip, of course.

One of the trainstations on our way to Sweden:

On the second day there, me and two of my classmates walked around the city, being tourists. We came to Rådhuset, the City Hall, and it had a big tower. As most people know, there is no such way of seeing a city like getting a nice view of it. And as most  people don´t, I decided to bring my friends up there. 

Unfortunately the door to the city hall was locked, but fortunately  two women were leaving as I was trying to open the door. They asked me if I was going inside, and I said yes. And they left the door open for me. I went inside, and opened the door again for my two friends a couple of minutes later. I convinced them to start walking upstairs with me, and I found a woman in an office. Not sure if it was the mayor, but I told her that we were three students from the University of Landscape Architecture in Norway, and we were interested in taking some pictures of the city from the tower. For our assignment, of course. Who can say no to that? Unfortunetly she did not have time to take us up there, so she sent me over to the other side of the city hall to pick up the keys to the tower myself. She told us which stairs to climb, where to find the lights, and how to open the windows at the top. 

So, there we were, me and my two friends, at the top of the city hall tower.  Mission Accomplished.

I bought an LP-player yesterday. I paid 30 kroners. That´s like 4 euros. And I got a bike along with it. For free. When I asked the man for LPs, he told me to just take the whole box. For free. 

So now I have an LP-player, a bike and 20 LP-records. I love my life.

(And that is the reason I decided to make a blog)