Marriage: At the age of 20 -

Oh my God... what is it with people these days? I'm freaaaaking out.. WHY ARE THEY GETTING MARRIED? Jesus Christ... I'm sorry... but I don't care how much in love you are at the age of 17-18-19-20... YOU'RE STILL LIVING LIFE... or at least you used to. Shit...

For me, marriage is so way ahead into the future I don't even want to think about it and here... 2/3 of my friends back in the USA are either married, getting married, having their first child or their third. HOLY MOTHER FUCKER. Sorry. I just don't feel that when you're that young, you really know what you want for yourself in 10-15 years. Vows are actually pretty heavy stuff and.. well it's not the "happily ever after because I'm fucking under Gods blessed eye," IT'S JUST WRONG! or at least it is for me. Sorry. Jesus. It's freaking me out over here.

I'm so happy that I'm a European. Shit. At least I know I can do what I want when I want with whom I want and I don't need a fucking ring on my finger. And just so we are clear: I would rather have an abortion if I got pregnant now then keep the child. Just because I'm still a kid at heart pluss... I know how to protect myself during sex. It's called the Pill and... voila: CONDOM....

Oh my god...

You know... I would love to sit here and just go all Perez Hilton on you guya but I'm sorry to say that I've been a bit busy lately... ( and you'll have to excuse the even more crappier spelling since I don't have word atm) Nothing much has been going on really. The only major change in my life would have to be... that I've started to work out!! 2-3 times a week! Geezzz would someone give me an award already? Is that to much to ask for? Not really hahah

You know... If I don't end up with a killer body after this, then I'll end up being very upset!! haha... Anyways... I just recived my own Twilight DVD yesterday:-) You know.. I hated the movie when I saw it at the cinema...I even went twice in hope that it would be a bit better but it sucked.. Now.. I LOVE IT. I don't know why.. maybe 3 times is a charm.. haha or maybe not. I think it is the possibility to go back and study each and every scene, to relax in my own bed with the lights off, some cider next to me and candleslight flickering in my room... But then again.. If someone would serve me Rob Pattinson naked in my bed I wouldn't complain... *drooooooooool* I don't know why I love those haunted, raggidy," I don' give a shit" men but I do... haha... at least they know what they are... ( no I'm not reffering to my ex at all... he was and will always be a tosspot... AND no this is not one of those ex girlfriend always hates their ex men... I just don't know why I even fell for him.. and... it doesn't help when you're friends are really happy that you got away from him either.. hahah) okey nuff with the dissinng... haha

I'm really in a hurry so I don't know why I'm blogging this much.. Got a date with miss M like right now... we're off to the mall.. I need some new stuff:-P Got a party tomorrow..:-P Perhaps I'll post somemore before I go to work...

xoxo

New Haircut....!

So here it is...my new haircut:

I can't help but love it:-)




So here it is...my new haircut:

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...

Party....maybe

So as some of you guys know I'm currently in Norways cappital Oslo for my birthday... The alcohol is pouring, we're trying to get drunk but there is so much fucking snow I want to throw up. It's..just not working I think. BC of the snow.. I fell flat on my face earlier... twisting my ancle.. Hopefully I'll be fine:-) and up and running soon. Have a great weekend people;-)

To be or not to be.....

No matter where you go today, you'll always see couples. Either their the "standard" heterosexual couples, then you see the homosexuals and well.. sometimes you see people who you just have to look at... you know what I mean right? Those outrageous couples, who you can look at for 20 minuets flat and still wonder who was the boy and who was the girl..

Anyways... Now what I wanted to let off my chest today: Should I yearn to be a part of the oh go happy lucky or should I just stay single.

You know.. I'm not the kinda girl who likes to be tied down ( as in having to deal with a better half all the time), I'm used to my freedom and I'm used to doing what I like and what I want without thinking about someone elses feelings. Last night someone asked me a question; "Why are you still single Mina?" *Pang* right there. Shit! You know.. It's not because of the question I was set back. It was more the tone in her voice. You know.. Just because you're in a relationship that has lasted longer then one night please, don't go take that tone with me. The " yeah....you should do what I did, but did you?" But I'm a nice person,...right well at that time I just said " Always" and hey who would have guessed that right next to me one of my best friends said "heck yeah" laughing giving me a high five.

I felt good then. I just can't help it. Just because you're in a relationship doesn't mean I want to be. Anyways I'm sidetracking as usual aren't I? Well you know.. I don't really feel like having a better half when I sit here and type this.. It's more when I go to bed, and when I wake up in the morning. When I sit by myself and have brunch. That's when I wish I just had someone to talk to about things you know. To hold around, to kiss softly on the lips even tough I know he has morning breath and is half way in a coma.

My mum always ask me when I get home from parties ( usually the next day; " Did you see any guys you like?" Woaaaah horsie stop right there. I hate it when she asks and every time, even though if I've snogged someone, fucked someone or just slept with someone just so I know I have a pillow under my head, I HATE THAT QUESTION WITH A FUCKING PASSION. " No mom.. I didn't" I ALWAYS grumble. You know.. Even if I did I wouldn't tell you. My last relationship went to hell and back and to hell again and stayed there ( thank god). Communication, or rather the lack of it crumbled it until I saw that I only held on to him because well.. I don't really know. I'm happy that it ended though tbh. My mum didn't. Gawd.. Mums the next to greatest pain in the arse. I don't know if I'm just disappointing her, or if she's concerned.

It's not that I hate men.. I just don't need them in my life as a partner right now. I'm to much in love with myself if I can be so shallow to say. All I want right now is a shag...... xD

Getting a hair cut people:-)

Finally... my hair is long enough for me to cut it:P:P:P I can't freaking wait:-) But I can't decide how I want it..... I'm thinking like Kat Von D from Miami and LA Ink.. Or something in that direction... defiantly going to have somewhat of a punky influence in it... I'm so tired of my hair.. I'm actually fucking annoyed with it.. Though I have to confess I'm happy that it's not bleach blond and looks like I've been fucking for the past hour or so like so many people my age wear it.. So fucking annoying to see all those blond Barbie bimbos... ew.. Please...don't express yourself.. just copy everyone else in hope that you'll get laid...

Anyways.. I'm side tracking here... so... I've been thinking about getting some red in it.. Not like red red but more like wine red or something like that... With another base colour or yeah.. got any suggestions? I need them.. so here are some examples of what I'm thinking about...

OWWWW and other chit chat

Yeah so yesterday I went to the dentist to get the last one of my wisdom teeth out. I knew it would be a tough situation but holy mother of hell.. I don't think I'll be able to open my mouth for about a year now... I hate going to the dentist. It's the smell and the noise that bugs me... Especially the sound of a tooth getting pulled out. It's a little cracking sound, not that bad but bad enough... I hate it. Along with all the instrument they use.. Needles, the dental drill, sponges, sucktion thingy and that little mirror they stick in when they ask you to open up. God I hate all that.. Not the dentist himself... Anyways.. So I pulled that fucking tooth and now I have a stitch in my mouth, along with a jaw that feels broken and the taste of blood on my tongue constantly. Yummy in my tummy... EW.

What else has been going on since I haven't blogged lately? Well I looked after a horse for a friend and it left. Not that I mind really. It was getting annoying, my car is still dead after I ran it dry for water in November, I'm off to look at a place I might by on Sunday, My computer is dying ( I've fried my hard drive) or so the Dell Service people told me.

Oh when we're on that subject let me tell you what happened just so you know..
I got a number for the service people I was supposed to call... So I dialed the number and was good to go. I found my Tag service number and waited for them to pick up. It took him about 3 minutes to answer so I was lucky first time around. Then he asked me to turn of my computer and run a basic test on it. So I did and it started to sing so loveeeeeely.. Not. " Oh there seems to be an error in you computer" he tells me. Stop right here. I know there is something wrong with it god damned it. That's why I called you. Well.. then he tells me to run another test, then write down all the error codes and call him back in about two hours. !!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT? CALL BACK? *GRUMBLES*
I hate people like that. Please hold then call back. Well I did what he said and ran the test. Took about 3 hours before it was finsihed. And then I decided to call back... whooopdy... I think I gave up on the fifth Britney Spears song... I hung up and called back the next day. This time he asked for the codes, which I gave, then asked me to HOLD THE LINE!!!!!!! again... gawd anyways when he came back after the second Backstreet Boys song he could inform me that there was an error in my hard drive and I had to replace it, he could send someone to do it for me or he could just send me the part I needed and I could do it myself. !!!! FUCK ME. I asked him if it was cheaper to get a new laptop but he couldn't answer that one. My computer is an DELL INSPIRON 6400. 3 years old. There are three lines through the LSD screen and... I don't have the blocks for the I or the E. Sorta annoying but it works.
So I'm buying a new toy.. hehe=)

Annyways.. I've also been surfing the net trying to find some books I want for my collection.. I found sooo many... From Homer to Tolkien.. so many=))
So if you've read any please tell me if I should give it a shot or just leave it alone:

* DUMAS, ALEXANDRE:COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO
* HOMER:ILIAD
* HOMER:ODYSSEY
* HUGO, VICTOR:LES MISERABLES
* JOYCE, JAMES:ULYSSES
* LOVE LETTERS OF GREAT MEN
* POE, EDGAR ALLAN:EDGAR ALLAN POE'S TALES
* STEINBECK, JOHN:OF MICE AND MEN
* TOLKIEN, J. R. R.:HOBBIT
* VERNE, JULES:AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS
* WILDE,OSCAR: PICTURE OF DORIAN GREY
* BRONTE,EMILY: Wuthering Heights

I don't really know why I want to read them I just want to .

Also.. I've started to write poems and stuff with a fountain pen. God it looks like crap but man.. I don't know why but there is such inspiration for me to write with it. I can go on and on and on and the words just.. i don't know.. flow out of me and turns into something so much more beautiful then what it was when I just wrote it out on the computer. It will take me time to learn how to write with it properly but it will definitely be worth the sacrifice.e

Bad bad news...

Last week was pretty shitty for me. Lots of things where just going to hell... Still I was looking forward to a new week with new possibilities... You know... sometime I think I'm haunted or something. Or at least not allowed to have a normal life at all.. I'm not going to make this a very very long blog though I feel that I need to get it out.

Yesterday I went to my dads ( divorced parents), happy as ever since I didn't start work until 19.00 ( 7pm). I though we where just going to hang out, watch some Hyacinth Bucket or whatever her name is and relax. Oh how wrong I was. My dad looked serious and a bit troubled but I didn't want to pry or anything. If he had something to tell me then he could just you know... Go ahead with stuff... Next thing you know... Wham.. he drops the bomb.. My uncle ( his younger brother) has just received news that he has colon cancer. The doctors just found it in a blood test, but they don't know how agressive it is, nor do they know how long it's been there... SHIT. CANCER. FUCKING CANCER. AAAAAAGAIN.

I can't begin to describe how I'm feeling right now. It's just weird you know... knowing that one of your relatives have a really serious disease and you don't know if that person will survive it at all.

Though, I hope they can get it all out and that he'll have many many years yet to live. It was just last week or the week before that my mum told me that my aunt ( her sister) got the diagnose regarding breast cancer. So it's just all... very very frustrating. I don't feel like things are settling down. Life is running past me. Escalating into something I can't control and it scares me shitless.

Although I'm not a religious person, trust me... My prayers right now is for my uncle and my aunt. Hopefully they'll both come out on the good side. Alive and healthy..

Just as you guys know, at least you girls, there are ways to watch out for cancer. Females are more likely to get breast cancer so I'm begging you all:

WOMEN:

* Check yourself at least once a week. DO A BREAST EXAMINATION
-----> http://www.patient.co.uk/showdoc/40000260/

* For you women over 25. Go regualarly to a specialist. Mammography can save YOUR life.
---> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mammography

Men

Prostate cancer is common.. Check out these tips so you can always be on the safe side:
---> http://www.netdoctor.co.uk/menshealth/facts/checkingtesticles.htm

Okey so I’m still sick and alone in my room. What I wouldn’t do for some love right now.. You know what I’m talking about right girls? A guy who can fuzz over you, get you stuff and well just be there. Watch idiotic movies.. and stuff.. anyways since I don’t have the possibility for that.. I’ve been sitting in my room all day listning to music, reading crappy books and chatting on MSN. Yaaaaay for a real life when you’re sick.

Anyways, when I was listing to my music I came to realize that almost all of it is just crap. Ew. I love music but half my music library is crappy. I need to get a new computer so I can download songs and stuff again. My limewire won’t work, and my bit lord won’t work. Fucking things. Hate the with a passion. I need new songs. I should just get rid of it all but what about when I feel sentimental and want to listen to my rap and well ugly whiny music? Help… I’m such a.. . I don’t even think they have a word for it. I know that I don’t. Not without using a dictionary, but I can’t be bothered with finding one. Right now, I’ll just float on my crappy American English haha I suck. I know. Aaaahhh Keith Urban… who doesn’t love “ Tonight I wanna cry?” God makes me want to cry… So hard.

Well back to my point. SO I have sooo many songs in my library that I want to delete, but just find myself incapable of doing so. What should I do? Help……

Walking....on...a..lonely...road

I thinking, I’m wanting,. I’m waiting for you. The one who will come and make it all true. Though I don’t ever think you’ll come. I will wander on this road until all is done.
The trees are black, the wind is cold. The sun is sinking into the unknown.

While I walk, I see my past, the present and what will never be.
Things I regret, things I have foreseen.
Why did this all happen to me?
I won’t wine, it’s life and it was meant to be.

Things will change. Change is good. Until you discover it has done you good.
I walk on this path, I follow it through. I never back down while waiting for you.
Things might take forever but I don’t care. Life is just an endless pit, very unfair.

Twinkle, twinkle look for a star. Perhaps you’ll get that far…

Honesty? Well... depends

So what to do what to do. Well.. Just stay in bed I think. The whole going out of bed is not really an option atm. Why? Well.. when you feel like throwing up every time you take a step… you know how that feels. Wobbly, acid up you throat etc. Don’t make me come hit you. Anyways. I’m not here bc I have to blog about my fucked up stomach.

Yesterday someone asked me a quite frank question: Am I honest?
You know. I consider myself pretty honest. I tell people what I mean, I keep secrets. It’s just weird thinking about it the other way around. Could you ever imagine me not speaking my mind? Jeez.. That would pretty much suck arse. You know.. it might hurt the ones you love but the truth is better then a lie. Even a little white lie. I try to be as honest about things as possible, though sometimes… well… it just slips. Can’t help it and if you say you’ve never done it you’re a hypocrite. Everyone has. EVERYONE. No mistake.

I have a feeling this one will be very short. Don’t know why. But it is. Anyways. What about secrets? Can I keep one? Yes. Have I slipped up? Yes. Why? Well, if someone has used a secret against me.. fuck you I’ll serve yours in return. You fuck up first? I’ll fuck you over right back. One things I learned when I was in junior high…was not to trust people with large, dark secrets. Though mine wasn’t a secret for very long. Only about 12 hours or so…

Back in the days I was pretty give a shit person. Didn’t care. I had my friends. Stayed with them and tried to stay away from people I didn’t like. This…well.. sucked big time. The more you push people away, the more they’ll want to find out why. When my big secret hit the school… I wanted to run away and… well never come back. I hated them all… hated every single one of their smirks, their taunts and their comments. But still, they weren’t the ones I hated the most. The person that spilled practically ruined me back then. Funny thing is… she’s one of my best friends now. I don’t know how we survived it. But we did. Because I was never the one who told her. The other part of the secret did and it hurt. Big time. But. Now. I doesn’t matter anymore. He was an idiot. But I was the one who got two timed.

Don’t you just hate men? Especially bragging idiotic men? Sweet for sex but sometimes that’s just as far as they go. No offense. I have great male friends I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

To forgive and forget wasn’t easy. Though I learned something. If someone bites you. Bite them back harder. And if someone tries… I will bite. Again.

Friday... it got really hot....

What did I do? This is probably not for you who is overly concerned.
Well... I forgot that I had a pan on the stove... Bam.... yes... Fire...


Never EVER leave a pan with frying oil in it alone even for a second. I can't remember everything I've been so panicked....so stupid. The pan caught fire, it went up into the fan.... though thank God my neighbor and I got it under control and there wasn't much damaged. The stove, the fan, the pot. That's it. Oh and my hand... I actually grabbed the pan....which was on fire... don't worry it's nothing major. I have some spots on my foot to but it's okey. The doctor said that I was lucky. My burn is more considered as a sunburn without the nice tan after. I have one finger that is suffering from a very light 2nd degree burn. Just on bubble. All in all...frightening.

So kids. That was my weekend. Nursing my hand.... having a bbq yesterday... and yes I got drunk and did bbq with my left hand lol ( that's the one that is alright) Just remember...never leave nor forget what you are doing in the kitchen

Next thing you know there might be a fire, panic, two firetrucks, 3 ambulances, 1 cop car.. and a reporter... great.... here is the results...

To the one who inspired so many...

Yesterday, a young equestrian fell of her horse in Denmark and died. She was one of Norway's most inspiring and fair rider who had been a idol for many young girls. I didn't know her personally but when you are in an environment filled with woman, men, boys and girls who share the same interest some names just stick out. Hers did. It was a great loss for everyone who knew her, friends and family especially.

You know as I sit here and pay my respect to the 18 year old who unfortiunatly lost her life due to a miss calculation, it hurts. But what scares me the most is what a wakener it was. Everyday, someone looses their life but still.. this sport,this wonderfull and exciting sport which so many people contribute to you would never think something like this could really happen. But it did. The horse got the fence between he's two front legs and it was done. She fell off and the horse landed ontop of her. She was declared dead on the spot. Let's just pray that she didn't feel any pain.

Now when I look back at my years as an equestrian, things are put more in perspective. These large animals who dose their best to please everyone including them selfs can be dangerous. Still things like these don't happen everyday. Usually you can just get up and walk away, with only your pride a bit bruised along with your rump. Nothing more. Lets not complain when we fall of, lets just be happy that we are still alive and remember the ones who lost their lives.

You will always be remembered.... Rest in peace.....

Moving

Today has to be one of the most... weird days in my life. Memories have flown inside my head and now I'm watching season one of One Tree Hill. Sentimental? Me? You are joking... haha. Well me and my mum went through piles upon piles of boxes so we could sort out which was mine and which belonged to her. Took us about... 7 hours to finish but.. ey we got it done and I threw away some crap. Yes I did, I don't think mum threw anything. At. All. And we have heaps upon heaps with crap. Old school books, toys, china. Just stuff for me but when I look at it, it really means something to her. Memories and all that. Me being about 5 feet not 5'11, having blond hair and loving personality. Man things change. Still.. my mum is the same and you know.. I love her for it. Family is the best. Now I'm even scared of getting my own place. Damn people time moves so fast you don't even know it before it's gone.

Bottom line, next time you throw out something: think about the memories concected to that thing. Why did you keep it and why did you pay something for it? It's fun!
Well I'm off to bed now.

Ciao

For once I have a Friday night off... for once. Now I'm sitting downstairs in the living room with my mother... god I'm bored and there is no one worth speaking to on MSN. Life as I know it...sucks... I've been invited out tonight and tomorrow but.. I can't afford anything. Nothing nada. I'm broke and.. well living at home with nothing to do. PLEASE...SOS. Anyways.. I'm sitting here in a large green chair ( don't ask me where my mum picked it up.. I really don't wanna know), watching someone on the tv with shoulderpads... shoulder pads.. means the movie was made in the 80s... I can't stand 80s movies.. They are just so... Hallmark.. and heck wouldn't you know.. my mum is watching... taddda HALLMARK. The only channel on this earth that shows movies with women hitting early menopause. So... I looked opon this weekend with hope and joy.. Now the only thing I'm looking forward to is going to the movies on Sunday with mum. Mamma Mia... oh yeeeeeeeah:)

Well...

Guess what.. I though I was going to be late for work today because I just haaad to wait for a reply in an RP I'm taking part of. Me, the knuckle head of all knuckle heads had to sit around and read, before I took of in my pretty little Opel Corsa City, spinning to work realizing I had about 20 minuets to get to work, log on and be... well happy. Let me introduce you to the story: I takes me around 20-25 minuets to get to work. Ergo I have a problem already.... this sucks... Then I need at least 5 minuets to log on and get ready.. this is after I've struggled to get up all the stairs. Spoken with the lady in the front, found myself something to drink and most importantly... found myself a good chair... Just think about sitting for 6-7 hours on a horrible chair.. you get my point don't you? Oh well... so I was speeding to get to work... When I FINALLY got on the freeway.. well traffic... terrific... I love traffic while either a woman is singing about bleeding love or a man singing about how big of a toss pot he is on the radio. Brilliant... Well I finally get through and then.. voila I hit a red light, mind you I have about... hmm.. Five minuets to get to work.. God... Well when I finally got there, excusing my arse off... My boss looks at me like I'm crazy and I ask her what's wrong. Turns out... I wasn't supposed to be in before 19.00.... Do you think I cursed myself left and right and everywhere? Oh yes.. I'm standing there like a fool at 14.05 ready to be sacked and my boss laughes because I'm a tiny whiny bit early... What a perfect day...

Creative day... I think not...

You know... it's been along time since I blogged last... If you can remember me I had one with only whining.. then I had one with sex and now... Well I don't really know what this one will be.. Today when I got up I started to think about what I did last year during the summer and it occurred to me that I was working. Not here in cold Norway no... I was working in the USA with some of my friends at their fathers restaurant. Omg I miss those times, even if i had to get up at 5 and open up and let oh horror Amish ( really have a phobia against Amish I don't know why) and other American wankers in for a meal. Mmmm American food is nice, fattening but nice. Anyways back to the story. It kinda reminded me that I have to be greatful for what I already have. They struggled to keep the ends meeting while I whine about not getting salary before hmm... the 22nd. God I'm stupid. So why did I want to put this in my blog? You see the diner right on the pic? Well that's their place. Indiana, Silverlake, The Kiefer Iron skillet. Go there. You won't regret it. They have the best food in the world.