Archive for July, 2009

Failure!

I was gonna write a nice little add about what I’ve been up to lately, pictures in hand and everything. But guess what? I’m too tired! Working Monday till Friday is bloody hard, especially for someone like me who’s used to only working Tuesdays till Fridays. One extra day might not seem like a lot, but believe me, it is. I got the feeling the weekend would never come, but now when it’s finally here and I can stay up late cause no work tomorrow, I’m too tired for a proper add and seriously considering going to bed. Already!

However I have updated my photography blog, check it out HERE and leave me awesome comments there, will be soooo appreciated if you did. I have also added the photo blog to Bloglovin, you can find the follow button on the bottom of the page if you want to follow it. Also very appreciated if you do.

After a good nights sleep now, I will come back stronger tomorrow, so stay tuned and keep cool. Talkin’ bout cool, I’m not. I’m sweating like a pig. Btw, that saying is kinda wrong, ’cause someone told me once that pigs doesn’t really sweat much. Huh, funny that.

Lyrics taken from Metro Station's "Kelsey"

Lyrics taken from Metro Station's "Kelsey" Think I was actually listening to it there...

Haha, and now this add turned out just as long as maybe the actual add I was planing, only with fewer pictures. I’m such a failure!

Look what Claude made!!

So the lovely Merethe wrote on her blog yesterday that she felt like baking. And so she did and blogged the result. A plate of wonderful cookies she made. This made me also eager to dig out the little baker man inside of me called Claude, so today having the house to myself for a little while (Reminds me I don’t really know where everyone else went, they just aren’t home I found out coming down from my room earlier), so I pulled out Claude and went through the kitchen cupboards to see if we had everything I needed. Yeah, we did. Only problem now was that I couldn’t decide what I wanted to make, an apple cake or muffins. Debating myself, neither side seemed to win, I figured, heck why not mix them up? So here you go, my Apple Cake Muffins!

Take one piece me...

Take one piece me...

Apple Cake Muffins!

add some Apple Cake Muffins...

And you'll get a very happy Renate!

And you'll get a very happy me!

Another Challenge

I’ve been tagged twice for this challenge, first by Plosiv then by Karina, and having been tagged twice I really should get my arse moving, writing this challenge. It’s in Norwegian I’m afraid, but fair not my english or foreign wherever you are from, readers, I will be blogging another entry in English later today!

Dette går da altså ut på å skrive 10 positive ting om seg selv, en oppgave som ofte viser seg å være mye vanskeligere enn å finne negative sider ved seg selv, mye grunnet at vi nordmenn er teite nok til å høre litt for mye etter janteloven. En forferdelig stygg liten lov ingen burde følge, men som de fleste følger likevel, ubevisst. Det finns alltid to sider av en sak, også her. Anti-janteloven!

Anti-janteloven

Du er enestående.
Du er mer verdt enn noen kan måle.
Du kan noe som er spesielt for deg.
Du har noe å gi andre.
Du har gjort noe du kan være stolt av.
Du har store ubrukte ressurser.
Du duger til noe.
Du kan godta andre.
Du har evner til å forstå og lære av andre.
Det er noen som er glad i deg.

Dette er da min egen lille anti-jantelov.

☆ Godt humør. Jeg er ei jente som smiler mye, blid og fornøyd for det meste. Orker ikke å gå rundt å konstant finne negative ting så jeg har en grunn til å sippe, selv og jeg også er god på sipping. Men for det meste er jeg å finne i godt humør, og tror også at humøret mitt lett smitter over på andre.
☆ Morsom. Jeg kommer ofte med morsomme utsagn og tørre vitser, og vet stort sett hva jeg skal si for å få andre til å le.
☆ Smart. Har alltid hatt litt i hue å tenke med, skoleflink uten å måtte streve så mye for det.
☆ Heldig. Iaffall det siste året har jeg vel hatt litt hell på min side, og det igjen har sine fordeler for de omkring meg, iaffall Ida har fått smakt litt på akkurat det..
Hjelpsom. Jeg er ikke vondt å be om hjelp, gjør det jeg blir spurt om eller bedt om som regel uten for mye syt og tjas.
Tilgivende. Noe jeg tror på er at alle kan feile, det er bare menneskelig. Jeg gir folk mer enn bare 1 sjanse. Noen vil vel si jeg er naiv, noe som kan stemme ganske godt, de fleste punkt har sine fordeler og ulemper.
God retningssans. Det er bra å ha! Vil påstå min er særdeles fortreffelig.
Snill. Jeg hater at folk misliker meg, og prøver alltid å være både høflig, imøtekommen og snill mot andre.
Kreativ. Sitte på et kontor med tall og regning hele dagen er absolutt ikke noe for meg (sorry mamma!), jeg har alltid hatt, og vil nok alltid ha en kreativ sjel. Aner ikke hvor mange utallige timer jeg har sittet med en blyant og ett papir foran meg. Selv om det nå er byttet ut med ett kamera og photoshop lever kreativiteten videre, bare litt mer digitalt!
A good blogger. Shoot me if you disagree, but I choose to think I’m a good blogger. I always answer back to my comments, I read others blogs whenever I can, and comment after reading. I constantly think of … Haha og der oppdaga jeg at det siste punktet plutselig ble på engelsk! xD Litt bortivekken til tider kanskje? Jaja, you got the point hehe

Tror faktisk jeg til slutt klarte å karre meg opp til 10 punkt, tro det eller ei!

Nå har jeg kommet til delen hvor jeg skal tagge noen, mange har alt blitt tagga, så da sender jeg ballen videre til.. hmm.. Frode!

Daddy’s little girl

My mum has always told me I’ve got my creativity from my dad, as she is only capable of drawing stick men and has no interest in stuff like drawing and photography at all. Seeing old drawings my dad and granddad have done at my grandmas house, I can without a doubt say my dad is a talented man. Such a shame he never ever does anything like that anymore, ’cause he have got potential stored inside himself.

Though it wasn’t until I started showing interest in photography that my dad told me he also had a passion for the art a camera could make. I had not seen any pictures of his and little did I know that when my dad was younger he had an SLR with several lenses. It was an expensive hobby back then, having to develop every single picture you took. So he sold it along with its lenses, and with that so went his photographing.

So when his baby daughter aka me got really into it, of course his old passion about the subject started burning again, so much that without me having a clue, he one day came home having bought an SLR for me. No special occasion. This was two years ago.

Now I’m a photography student on the verge of becoming a second year, and I love how interested my dad is in what we’re doing at uni and in new technics and lenses and such. A few nights ago he even came and showed me some of the pictures he’s shot, was a proper father-daughter quality moment. I really, really liked one of his photos so he gave it to me, and I scanned it in for you to see. I think my dear daddy is quite the photographer.

© Rune Solhaug

© Rune Solhaug

Yay me..

20 years and 6 months ago my mum was in terrible pain, trying to push a stubborn, yet adorable baby out to see the light for the first time. I was born and my parents life was complete. So how did I celebrate my half year birthday, with my bestest friends, having a blast? No. With my family with cakes and gifts? No. With a bunch of random guys and alcohol? No. I ate two pieces of chocolate at work, an ice cream for dessert after dinner and a bannock before supper. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper nicely placed between the sweeter stuff. I now regret eating all that, on a Monday of all days. Yes, it’s my 20 years and 6 months birthday today, but no one else really cares, so why should I eh? I really need to work out now. No more candy except Saturdays and special occasions. By special occasions I don’t mean Fridays or being home alone days, or 20 years and 6 months birthdays. I mean proper special occasions. This is no attempt of loosing weight, as I really don’t need to, this is simply a way to a healthier life.

I would still rock that style

I would still rock that style

Wet, cold and way too sober..

I wasn’t sure wether to go out last night or not, but came to the conclusion I would be sat bored regretting not going out if I stayed home. The rain was pissing down and with not enough alcohol down, I was proper cold most of the night, and will most likely catch a cold, if not worse. Really tired as well, with way too much people gathered in a rather small area, made me more regret going out. At least I got to meet up with my lovely IdaPida, the busybee she is nowadays. During the night we only took 3 pictures, I got badly felt up on the dance floor and we stood by the toilets for ages, because that was the warmest place to be. I do apologize to whoever my kinda bad mood affected, I had my reasons, which I will not go further in on.

Out drinking last night

Oh we're clearly having the time of our lives!

I looked gorgeous lol

I looked gorgeous tho haha

When I got home I praised myself for leaving the heater on in my room, as it was nice and warm. Fell asleep rather quickly and woke up this morning with no feeling of having been out last night at all. Except now I’m proper tired in my eyes, so gonna go work out then take a long shower, hoping to wake up a bit.

Work, food, love & lust

Today at work was awful. Well not awful really, but stressful none the less, and omg how happy I am about the fact of it now being weekend. Mondays off at work ain’t happening no more, so this weekend will go by like shoooosh, and before I know it I’ll be back to cleaning houses and oldies. Ironic yay there. But at least there’s only 4 weeks left working, before I can hand in my ugly, blue uniform and say adios for now, that will be a good day. A very good day.

After work was good tho, drove my lovely scooter to Levanger to visit Monica and Erlend. We went to a chinese restaurant for dinner, had some great food, which after we were too full to be true, to make it better we then went by the store to buy snacks for later. Played some Mario Cart Wii before watching 17 Again, while stuffing in on chips and chocolate.

Sighs...

Sighs...

Tomorrow it’s July 25th, meaning it’s exactly a month left here up north. A month from now, August 24th I’ll be a mess, stressing around to make sure I’ve packed everything, and knowing myself I’ll still be packing at this hour of the day. I’m lazy when it comes to cleaning and packing. Oh how I can’t wait to get started tho, I’m loving it. I fear I’ve got way too much stuff to bring back to Wolves, loads more than when I first moved there!!

Oh how I miss my town...

Oh how I miss my town...

Last thing I’m gonna mention in this wicked blog entry, is that before christmas I’m gonna get to see not 1, not 2 but 4! of my fave bands live! That’s what I call good times. Not for my bank account tho.. Wops!

I'm kinda excited!

I'm kinda excited!

Out drinking again tomorrow night then? Not sure yet.

Fisheye!

I’m happy ’cause my new fisheye lens has arrived and it’s lovely!

Trying out my new lens

Trying out my new lens

I'm loving it

I'm loving it

It's pretty cool eh?

It's pretty cool eh?

I’m such a geek, but this really got me excited!

Another night out

Last night was also pretty good, got more drunk than on the spelpub, and to put it like this; I was pretty darn drunk then as well! It was a nice night with loads of laughter, drinks and music, good company and cows even. I think there’s stuff I have forgotten, feels like it. What it is, I don’t know, but I think there’s tiny details lost somewhere in my mind. One thing I do remember is knocking my head on one of the steps outside up to the front door. Why on earth I decided to lay down there, I do not know.

After one cider

After one cider

After much more

After much more

After a while I found out that it was the hosts birthday and that was the reason for the party. Ops! Well I did congratulate him when realizing. Good night, good night.

Spelpub and the aftermath

Last night at the Spelpub was pretty good, I’d say.

Highlights:

  • Met up with old mates and some relatives even.
  • Got happily tipsy, okay drunk.
  • Danced (tho the guy I danced with got a hold of my number and has been texting and calling me, tho I have not replied his texts, as I don’t really want to haha, can’t even remember what he looked like!)
  • When the Spelpub closed we had a drunken version of a sort of guided play in the area, very funny.
  • After getting home popped a Hold It in the micro, then while waiting for it to be done almost falling asleep on the kitchen floor LOL
The lovely duo

The lovely duo

Getting slightly tipsy

Getting slightly tipsy

Me and brother Hovland

Me and brother Hovland

Woke up around 9am (in bed, not on the kitchen floor) not awfully hungover, but it was easy to tell I’ve been out drinking the night before. Had such a craving for coke, I need coke the day after! So I had to drive into town to buy some. Before shopping I stopped by Ida’s to get the party cam. Her brother was home, and boy he didn’t look like he was in his best state this morning, poor guy hungover from wine. Then on my way from Ida’s to the mall, I took a detour and went by a local beach, where I had a little photo shoot, trying out that scenery I mentioned in an earlier blog entry.

What you think?

What you think?

FINALLY getting to the shopping bit. Had a proper grown up shopping trip, buying dinner for myself. Got myself the oh so longed for bottle of coke and also one spare one for tomorrow, as I might be in need for one then as well. For dinner I bought some turkey leaf beef and stuff for a salad. Was epic good I tell you, dear lord I’m amazing in the kitchen, laying down or standing, doesn’t matter!

And it's rather healthy too!

And it's rather healthy too!

Out drinking again tonight, when I’m not completely sure. Should jump into the shower and refresh. I’m actually planning going without showing my boobs tonight! Shocker!

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