Summer!

It just hit me that today is the last day of May, which would mean that tomorrow is the first day of June! Crazy how fast time flies by the older you get, and I’m only 20, so by the time I’m 40 will I even have time to celebrate my birthday before it’s christmas?! Being almost June already means the summer is pretty much here, and these last two days have been amazing weather-wise, tho it is said to be raining again by Tuesday. Go figures seeing as I have to drive to work then.. Bleh. Tomorrow isn’t just the first of June, but also a week away from Egypt! I’m glad time moves so fast, cause this trip is something I am really looking forwards to, I have enormous expectations, I hope I won’t be disappointed. Bad side to it is that it most likely will move just as fast or maybe even faster when we’re there, meaning we’ll be back home again in no time. Booo to that. But then again, that means summer gone like that, back in Wolves in no time!

Summer have always been my favorite season as I hate being cold, and frankly, I am cold pretty much always except on warm summer days or when I’m so drunk I can’t really tell if I’m cold or not. This season has so many amazing memories like going camping with my family all around Sweden. It might sound a bit dull, but to me it is memories I wouldn’t be without. Okay, sitting hours on hours in a hot, crowded car may not be heaven, but our parents have always been good with finding activities and taken us places to see and experience things. I thank them for that, for not just dragging us to a beach somewhere, only moving our lazy bums when going for a drink or something to eat. It is nice to actually feel like you have been different places, by going sightseeing, finding what is special for that exact place. If all you care to see is just a beach and some green water, you might as well stay put one place and don’t bother going anywhere else. So are you going camping this summer as well then you might ask. No, I have only one vacation planned for this summer, and that is Egypt. What will I do there? Lay on the beach and work on my tan, when not swimming in the green water or going for something to eat and/or drink of course!

Sweden is summer, swedish music gives me that summer feeling I need to start packing my suitcase full of bikinis. I heard this one on the radio yesterday, a good old Swedish summer song, awfully difficult to sing, yet I sing along!

Håkan Hellström – Kom igen, Lena!

I was just going to post Håkan’s song but when snooking around on different blogs I came across a blog entry (see it here) with another swedish summer wibe song called Ser Jag Tjock Ut I Den Här (do I look fat in this one?) which I thought was pretty cute, so I’m gonna leave you with that one as well. Enjoy. 

Joakim&Joel – Ser Jag Tjock Ut I Den Här

So what’s going on nowadays?

Yesterday my mum took the family out for dinner at our favorite restaurant in town, Siciliana, cause someone had gotten paid haha. I was crazy enough, thinking about ordering the most expensive and luxurious thing on the menu, but somehow I ended up with a chicken kebab. After the festive meal, my mum and me walked to the big, enormous and amazing (please spot the sarcasm) shopping mall, my mum had her eyes on a top, and she wanted to try it on. So she did, and I found myself a lovely white summer dress that I tried on just for the fun of it. So turned out my mum didn’t like the top afterall, tho she did like my dress and ended up buying it. For me, not for herself. It cost her about £40, but hey, I’m so worth it right?

My new dress

Tomorrow it is Vømmøl here in Verdal (my hometown if you didn’t know), the highlight of the year for so many Verdalinga (that’s what people from my hometown is called). It is a festival where we dress up as they did way back in the early days, listen to Vømmøl music and drink loads of beer. I don’t like beer, so I’ll just stick to my cider. Believe me that’s enough to get me going! Right, that was an awful explaining of Vømmøl, but you can take a look here to see for yourself what it’s all about. Besides I will probs write more about it after tomorrow, like say Sunday or something and post pics from it and such. Stayed tuned for that.

I am craving England so bad right now. I constantly nag about the ridiculous prices we have here in Norway, I miss my lovely mates and someones and uni even, I miss Cheeky Monkeys and Planet. I miss ASDA! Fit at HMV and omg New Look. Ida was browsing round on their website yesterday, linking me stuff, making me browse round there as well. I love New Look, New Look is heaven on earth. Well Wolverhampton at least. The jeans she posted on her want list blog entry I so want them. Read her blog, see the clothes, buy me jeans. She also linked me some other jeans that she did not put on her blog, wonder why, they were wicked!! Other than lovely jeans I also found a gorgeous dress, and guess what? ME WANTS IT!

Gorgeous dress

Wicked jeans

Btw, what do you think about the new layout/banner? Feedback very appreciated! Also edited the page about me, it now sucks even more! So yeah, comment comment and buy me jeans!

propaganda much? lol

It had now officially ended.

It’s time to change the world.. Or my blog.

I am making a few changes to my blog to make it awesome as I have decided to become a famous blogger, and earn a hell lot of money.

 

 

 

 

Just kidding… maybe.

Work and such

Today has been a good day. Not an amazing, perfect day tho cause that would involve me + a certain someone somewhere hot and exotic, making it even hotter with our activities there. Volleyball obviously.

But yeah, so today was my first day at work, I am a home help, that is directly translated from the Norwegian name for it, hjemmehjelp. Basically, I clean and tidy and help old people with stuff, while they offer me coffee every 5 minute. Might not be my dream job, but it’ll do for the summer. Money is money right? Besides, I do get to wear a killer work uniform. 

Fierce!

When I got home I saw that the sunglasses I bought had arrived *mini spazz* 

They are huuuuge

But I love 'em

But best of all is that I finally (FINALLY) found my boob top!!! *major spazz*
For reasons unknown, I choose not to post a picture of it atm.

Other than that it’s been a real missing him day today, well after I came home from work anyway. It sucks. Big time. Gah, I hate it tbh, everything is just so messed up. But on the good page, it’s less than 2 weeks till Egypt!

It has now officially ended.

Challenge

Ida challenged me, it’s in Norwegian tho and I can’t be arsed translating it, so sorry all my lovely readers who doesn’t speak or/and read Norwegian.

1. Når er neste gang du treffer personen som tar pusten fra deg?
Jeg haaper saa snart jeg reiser tilbake til England..

2. Kan du sove uten dyne?
Jeg kan, men foretrekker med.

3. Har du og bestevennen(e) dine noen tradisjoner?
ehm, vel naar vi bor sammen, pleier jeg og Ida aa se Friends naar vi spiser.. Vi lager oss bestandig kosemat i helgene, og vi hadde en tradisjon hvor vi pleide aa spise ute paa mandager.

4. Vil din neste kyss være en feil?
Ville ikke overraska meg haha

5. Tror du eks-kjærester kan være venner?
Ja, spoers hvorfor de slo opp kanskje.

6. Hva var det første du tenkte da du våknet i dag tidlig?
Skal jeg paa jobb snart?

7. Hva plager deg mest?
At han er saa jaevla langt unna.

8. Noe som plager deg akkurat nå?
Ja, at han er saa jaevla langt unna.

9. Hva er din sivilstatus?
Jeg er singel, men ikke ledig. 

10. Er du fornøyd med det?
Nja, hadde kanskje foretrekt aa kunne si “i ett forhold”.

11. Tror du på evig kjærlighet?
Jeg tror alt avhenger av omstendighetene.

12. Har foreldra dine facebook/nettby?
Haha, nei!

13. Når var det noen ringte deg sist?
Husker ei.

14. Hvor er din elskede akkurat nå?
Nei si det.. I England en eller anna plass…

15. Ville du datet en fra en annen by?
Ja.

16. Liker du kosing?
Klart det.

17. Når var sist du ville dra til en person?
Hmm nei det husker jeg ikke.

18. Hva var det siste du gråt for?
Det vil jeg heller slippe aa gaa naermere inn paa.

19. Har du noen gang mottatt en veldig lang unnskyldning?
Ja.

20. Hva innså du i dag?
At jeg boer vende meg til urinlukt.

21. Navngi tre personer som fikk deg til å smile i dag?
Ida, Peter og Nelly.

22. Leid hånden til noen i det siste?
Jau, og skal aerlig innroemme at jeg likte det.

23. Hva gjorde du 07.45 i dag tidlig?
Da hadde jeg vel akkurat parkert neppaa arbete.

24. Hva skal du gjøre i morgen?
Ska paa jobb, jobbe, hjem, slaekke, spise, tisse, sove, chatte.. Kanskje ikke helt i den rekkefoelge.

25. Har du gitt noen en klem den siste uken, hvem?
Trond Rune.

26. Har du ketchup ved eller oppå pommes fritsen?
Kommer an paa hva jeg foeler for atm.

27. Hvor er du om en time?
Hjemme vil jeg tro, kjeder meg vil jeg ogsaa tro.

28. Har du facebook?
Jau, det har jeg.

29. Har du noen gang bitch-slapet noen?
Jepp.

30. Hva er det nærmeste du har på deg som er blått?
Farewell jakka har no blaatt paa seg.

31. Har du noen gang kysset noen i garasjen?
Nei.

32. Bryr du deg om hva ex-en din tenker om deg?
Kan ikke paastaa at jeg gjoer det.

33. Har du noen gang vært så sur, at du har begynt å gråte?
Ja, klart.

35. Mener du selv at du er en bra person?
Jeg proever aa vaere det iaffall.

 

I challenge Katrine and Ida Kristine. 

My human presence

I realize I haven’t really posted much work I’ve done for Uni here, not really sure I’ve posted any tbh, and that’s not good coming from a photographer in making! So therefor, voila!

This piece must be my favorite photograph from my first year of my bachelor in photography. The assignment was Human Presence, and I managed to turn a bunch of photographs like the one above into a project about friends, combining the pictures with quotes and make a book out of it. My quote from Jackie Chan was a big hit in my class, and believe it or not, my teacher Peter Day seemed to really like the pictures. This is huuuge as the mentioned teacher is kinda scary and sometimes brutally honest. Tho I have not been one of the unfortunate ones who has experienced that in a negative matter. Thank God! 

I was in a weird state during this final crit session, feeling kinda sick mixed with being very nervous at the same time. This kinda made me be in a slight form of coma, meaning I sure as hell had nothing intelligent to contribute within the group. Mr. Day was trying to get more people to talk and say something about each others work, as only a few of the group actually talks during our crits. He said that we sooner or later had to talk anyway, not everyone could wait till the third year before opening their mouths. He then so kindly looked at me and asked me for my opinion on a piece. I panicked, having nothing to say about it, while feeling utterly sorry for myself feeling like shit, managed to reply him with something along the lines of “Yeah, I think I’ll wait till the third year before I speak”. The look on his face was priceless, but at least the group got a good laugh out of it.

This is where the awesome ending to this brilliant blog entry should be, but I’m too tired to come up with a smashing end to this. Therefor I will just end it.

It has now officially ended.

Defining My Blog

I’ve been considering defining my blog a bit, right now it’s just a mix between everything, a random blog about random things I so randomly write about. I was thinking it should have some sort of theme to it, like a photo blog, or a fashion blog. You know the ones there already are tons of all over the internet.

I don’t think a fashion blog would be very good if it was written by me, a clueless fake blonde, currently located in her green walls bedroom in a house in the middle of nowhere in a small town in the middle of Norway. Sure I enjoy clothes, I enjoy style and hell I love shopping, but that doesn’t mean I know anything about it. And I for one is not gonna start pretending I do either. There was an article in one of my local newspapers today about street fashion, a concept I find rather cool tbh, having a street fashion blog means basically taking pictures of people in the street that is wearing cool outfits. No need to be an expert in the fashion area to write down the details the people so kindly provide you with while taking their picture. It would combine two things I care about, photography and style. Problem is that I am still a bit too shy to confront people I don’t know in the middle of the street, asking for a picture. I could however ambush them, taking a picture in all hurry for then to run away, screaming my lungs off. Okay, the screaming part might not be necessary come to think of it. But doing so, I’m not sure about the quality of pictures and also, no details about what the poor people were wearing. Lame attempt of a Street Fashion blog.

What about a photo blog then? Posting my own photographs, with some kick ass captions underneath, that should be cool. It is, I enjoy blogs and websites of any kind that has anything to do with photography. But I just don’t feel the need to restrict my own blog to that. I already have a deviant art profile, I have flickr even. Besides if my blog only consisted in photos, I think I would loose at least a few of the wonderful people who reads my blog. 

A good blog in my opinion is a blog with personality, a unique blog reflected by its writer. If I jump onto the bandwagon of the fashion blogs or/and photo blogs, what will I be left with? A blog that is just not me. Like I said in the beginning of this ever so genius blog entry, and let me quote myself;

You know the ones there already are tons of all over the internet.

There is not tons of blogs online concerning the likes and dislikes of Renate Solhaug, there is only one. There is only this one. Why would I swap my originality of my at times ever so twisted little mind, to become something I’m not. I guess what I have found out writing this entry, is that sometimes randomness isn’t that bad, not if you are good at it anyway. I think I might stick to what I know.

Small, tiny rant rambling

One thing that annoys me more than it should is when I have written a new blog entry, and then casually tells a mate or whoever that I’ve got a new blog entry up, and they say “Yeah I know, I read it“, for me to then get proper excited, running the fastest I can over to my blog, maybe even tripping on the way, getting all bruised up from the excitement, only to find out that yeah, maybe they read, but commenting? Nah, they couldn’t bother with that. It takes you what? A minute leaving a comment, and it would be good for you as well. Seeing as when you comment, you make me happy. When you make me happy, you get happy from making me happy. Then everyone is happy. That would be a nice little world. End of all wars, if people just bothered commenting on blogs.

Maybe it’s not my weekend
But it’s gonna be my year
And I’m so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere

Weightless – All Time Low

Current obsession 

Why do things cost money?

I found two bags today at Citybag, and I want them. Especially one of them, the most expensive one of course! 

 

£50

This is the first one I found, it’s so cute. I really like it, but £50.. Hmm, I don’t have that kind of money to spend on a bag, not now anyway…

 

£220

I then found this Guess bag, and absolutely fell in love with it. It is gorgeous, and hell I really really want that one. But this one is a bit more expensive, okay waaaay more expensive. £220 for a bag? A handbag?! It’s cruel. It’s criminal! Sure, they are top quality the woman working there assured me, but when I don’t have money for a £50 bag, then what makes her think I can afford buying one for £220?! Gah, stupid prices.

Bye bye Didrich bye bye…

I had my first meeting with my boss today, she was a very nice and talkative woman so I didn’t feel awkward or terrified at all. Which is good. Agreed on me starting work next Tuesday, for so working to Friday. Obviously not in one go, I will be allowed to go home, at least for sleep :p Same the week after, and then the following week from there… WE’RE GOING TO EGYPT!!! Not me and my boss of course, but me and Ida. In just 3 weeks we will be in Egypt, it’s sick! I still feel as tho we just booked the holiday, complaining about it being sooo far away. Now it’s practically just around the corner. SICK!  Also, in our talk today, my boss so kindly asked me if I could take out my lip-ring, my beloved Didrich, and well, what was I suppose to say? So, he’s history, gone, dead.. Well, not yet really, cause it’s still in. But soon. I might shed a tear. I’ve had him for over 2 years, and just like that he’ll disappear. Gah. I guess, money or lip-ring.. Quite close, but in favor for money I’m afraid. I need money, cause pretty, little Renate here, she bought the sunglasses she drooled over in the previous blog entry. What can I say, I’m a shopaholic!

Oh just remembered I said I would post the result of my baking today, of course I will!

Presenting my very own Orange Chocolate Cake. Might look like it has just come home from war, but hell it tasted good!

Wooop woooop a very cold and tired Renate is now heading off to bed, may the force be with you.
xxx