All by myself…

That’s what this weekend have been all about, me, myself and I. Yesterday, Saturday, I went shopping alone, buying some jeans, body lotion and a magazine, before walking over to Aboteke for  lunch. This alone. However it felt kinda nice spending time with myself, doing something else than sitting where I’m sat atm, in front of my Mac.

Today I went to the airport with mum, dad and brother little, to send them off to Rhodes for the week. After they went for check in I had a good 1 and a half hour before the train were to leave, so I just had to wait. Sitting on the platform waiting. This alone. I manage to get the time to go by as you can see, taking pictures, and I won’t lie, I did take loads of photos of me. Why not when having such a egocentric weekend.

Had to do something while waiting...

Back home I made a homemade pizza just for me, and enjoyed it with an episode of LA Ink. Then another LA Ink episode started straight after, so I went on the exercise bike for that one, working off that pizza I had just eaten. Nice and sweaty I enjoyed a long, hot shower before just relaxing in front of the telly the rest of the night. Another working week starts tomorrow, so now I’m off to bed. This alone.

Don’t forget my photography contest I started in the previous blog entry. Join, you know you want to!

Shopping spree

This weekend has been good. Yesterday I went to Trondheim with my family to do some shopping. Was great being all of us again doing something together, it has been awhile. Things change when the daughters of the family moves out!

Nice weather in Trondheim

My dad and little brother took off on their own, going to some butch guy stores, while the women aka mum, Monica and meself, ran to the closest clothing stores to find. We ended up spending loads of time at H&M, in two different malls! We were trying on tons of clothes, me being maybe slightly more experimental than the other two.

Why didn't I buy it right?

My mum laughed so hard

What I actually was wearing

Even trying on loads of clothes I ended up buying… nothing! I had around £40, and when I got home I still had around £40. I guess Trondheim, Norway, isn’t the same as Wolves, England. My sister on the other hand spent quite the amount, so did my mum.

Monica is pleased with her buyings

So yeah, I really could have needed James darling to be there, helping me spend money. Or IdaPida, she seems to know what to say to make me spend haha. I kinda love her for it, tho my bank account don’t. The issue Wardrobe vs Bank Account, Wardrobe wins, fair play.

Also, I know my last blog entries have been kinda filled with loads of pics, and less chattering, I’ve taken loads of pictures lately. I just want some feedback on that, is it a good thing or bad? I want to know what you prefer, so I can try to fulfill your blog needs lol

17th of May

Happy Birthday Norway!

It is times like these I’m happy to be Norwegian.

1. We bloody won the Eurovision yesterday, a competition I have given up on these last years, well done Alexander Rybak in giving me some faith back into the whole Eurovision circus. 

2. It’s our national day, the weather is amazing, real summery, and I’ve had a great day with my family. My sister and her boyfriend came to celebrate the day with us, which was cool. Had a nice BBQ, went for a walk in the woods, just enjoying the weather and scenery. I have to admit, I have a really nice childhood home!

 

Sister fierceness

 

In the woods

 

Verdal

Hope everyone else is having a great 17th of May, whether you celebrate it or not.

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Reasons to smile even while being back home

Introducing

IDA!

IDA!

CAMILLA!

MONICA!

ERLEND!

MUM!

DAD!

ODD-LEVI!

SIW!

I miss you <3
Yes, Ida as well, she’s two doors away for crying out loud!! 

Sometimes you just feel like crying

Like now, sitting here by my computer, just feeling depressed for actually no reason at all really. None that should be allowed to be depressed over at least. I mean I got my friends and family who cares about me, a nice bed to sleep in at night, shopping too much but it’s fun and yeah, I’m in England baby, and I love it. But sometimes things get a bit too much, a bit overwhelming.

Like now, sitting here by my computer, with all sorts of thoughts running through my mind, simply because my mate just got herself a new boyfriend. That’s the third boyfriend she’s had since I moved here, and that’s three real bfs more than I have ever had. And I feel lonely and kinda depressed that my object of desire is taken, and way too cool for me anyway. But it’s ok, Ida assured me it was normal feeling like this when friends gets a love life. Like my darrrrling pig said “life would be so much easier if guys werent so god damn attractive..” AMEN TO THAT!

And when you first get emotional everything just hits you so much harder. Like being so far away from home, from my mummy and my daddy. My nice mama sent me a mail with the subject title to our little princess yesterday, and just thinking about it now, in the state I’m in, makes me tear up. Another blessing in my life, having a family that loves me as much as they do, I’m grateful for it, and right now I miss them so much. My mum who would sit cry with me when I thought I had failed my exam, my dad who gets so excited about me getting a job, that he wanna make the scooter ready right away. My sister who spends too much money on shopping, who now I understand as I do the same, and Errrrlend who gives the best impression of me. Even my annoying baby brother, he’s impressing me, smart as he is, especially in geography.

And yeah talking about crying, me and Ida went to see Marley and Me last night, such an adorable film. Both of us crying, tears rolling down our cheeks I swear. Had to go check our makeup afterwards. Go see it!