Wuuuups... did I do that?

So.. as some of you know.. and I've mentioned it in like the last 4 posts I've had here on blogger, I went to Oslo with one of my friends to visit one of my best friends who is currently attending UNI or something in that direction, for the weekend. Three days of alchol, men, clothes, food, sleep and Sex and the City marathon. :-) FUN TIMES.

Hopefully I won't go on and on about this all night since I really need some sleep before work tomorrow ( oh shit...work I don't even remember what time I'm supposed to be at work tomorrow.. Hang on gotta call work.* waiting for them to find out* WHY does this always happen to ME? And of course it had to be one of male colleagues who answers... just to tease me about being up, not remembering when I'm working AND reminding me that instead of looking for a taxi for an hour on Saturday night, I could have just called the taxi company in Oslo.. fuck) ANYWAYS.. where was I? Friday I got up around 6 am since I needed to get ready and make sure I had everything letting my friend sleep until 6:20 am before I woke her up. Nothing major happened between 6:21 am and 7:20 am. When we got to the airport we cheked in and went through all the safety, "please take of your shoes" rutine before finding out gate ( thank god our airport is small with only 20 gates and it takes about 10 minuets to walk from one end to another.) , then figuring out that our plane was 20 minuets delayed. YIPPI SKIPPY.

I was so pissed but what could you do? So when we finally get on the plane, find our seats buckled in and get airborn, the captain annocne that we have to fly in circles for about 10 minutes when we get to Oslo because of icy runway. Well...the plane ride up takes about 45 minuets so it didn't really bother me since I had my mp3 player with me pluss my new book "ERAGON". Then it turns out that we have to stay airborn another 10 minuets totaling our delay with hmm 40 minutes. GOD I HATE PLANES AND DELAYS. When we finally landed and got our baggage, I needed a smoke so I went outside, lit up and called the girl we where staying with just to let her know that we are finally there and waiting for the bus. Turns out... She was on her way and would be at the airport in under a minute:) Awww gotta love her for it:)

Soo after an hour or so in her car, talking, smoking and listing to some music we finally arrive at her place. Did I mention that there was about 25 cm of snow? With ice underneath it all? Well now you know.. and I hate snow and ice especially combined, but everything went fine. We unpacked, had some breakfast and watched some telly before we took the subway downtown. She had to attend class so my traveling partner and I got the chance to roam around Oslo. I didn't find a fucking thing while she found 2 pairs of jeans. Good for her:)

Time passes when suddenly the good little student return and we decide to eat at TGI FRIDAYS. Yummy. So after some spare ribs with BBQ, a frozen margarita and to much Sprite we decide to go home and start the party. This is where all the idiotic things start happening. The trip home went fine, until the little driveway to her place, slippery and not salted... Fuck I hate walking when it's slippery and bang... I land flat on my arse, holding my bottle of Bacardi Razz up in the air so it wouldn't break, twisting my ankle instead. Fuck.

But I got back up and went on to drinking, just skipping the night up out the gang since I couldn't walk without limpinig and I didn't want to take the risk of waiking up with a sprained ankle... They tried to send me on the guilt trip but it didn't help, so they went out, I cleared out the bottles and fell asleep on the couch:) Gotta love it when you fall asleep knowing your saving tons of money:)

The next day when we're all sorta functioning again, we decided to go to Sweden... YARRRR... shit such a stupid... redneck kinda thing to do. It takes about an hour, or perhaps two before you're out of Norway and in Sweden when you live in Oslo. We fill the car and head off. Chicas on a road trip:) First meal eaten that day was McDonald's but I can't remember what I ate.... Typical.

While we are driving, we gossip, we smoke some more cigs and well enjoy life until we're about 30-40 minuets away from the border when we suddenly see a car on the side of the road, doors open and with smoke coming out everywhere.. CREEPY, but the worse is yet to come as we drive by this smoking car... Now we are driving on a four road motorway ( two lanes in one direction, two in the other) but we couldn't get into the other lane bc of another car right next to us. So we speed up and drive by and pull over at least 400-500 meters away before the whole car goes boom, exploding in fire and destroyed windows. SHIT. We just passed the fucking thing. SECONDS AGO. HEEEELP.

The whole car was consumed with flames before the firefighters get to the place, so we took of before the traffic could start again ( we'd passed the car, so we weren't stuck in the traffic jam on the other side of the burning car.) When we finally get to Sweden, we go candy shopping, smoke shopping and we wanted to go liqueur shopping to but... it was closed, so we returned to Norway just in time to get beer before they closed ( if you didn't know... In Norway their just allowed to sell alcohol between certain hours. Like in the weekdays it's from they open till 8pm and on Saturdays it's from umm...when they open till 6 pm), getting there at 5:50 pm. Cutting it close:-) With beer in hand we drive home ( without drinking), get some Chinese then start drinking again when we've eaten.

Erhm... So things are a bit blurry right here... We went out, went to an over populated club, got even more drunk before going home somewhere between 2 am and 4 am. I'm not sure, the only thing I remember is eating a toast and falling asleep on the couch wanting another cigarette.

Sunday... well Sunday was Sunday.. boring, sleeping late, filled with season two of Sex and the City and some pizza before we where on the buss on our way to the airport where we find out again after we've passed security that our plane home is 30 minutes late... Someone want to switch karma? I would really like it...

When we finally get home I'm so exhausted, I just checked my mail and my Facebook before passing out... GOD WHAT A GREAT WEEKEND:-D

PS. I'll post some pictures of the burning car but it's late... and I need some sleep...