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What a weird night…

So last night was the All Time Low concert in Birmingham, and I do have to admit it sure was a night where we were pretty much going through the motions. There were some surrealism and epic music causing to lack of voice the following day, mixed in with alcohol and kissing and some killer dance moves. No tears did appear that I’m aware of, but I don’t think it was that far off. So yeah, it was kinda a weird night.

The surrealism part of it started once we found our way in to the O2 Academy, Sarah meeting two blokes from this band she likes, Twenty Twenty, and me and Ida were pretty much just standing there, clearly not really knowing who they were. This was not the surreal part, it has yet to begin. After Sarah got her picture with the two, I noticed Mr. Danny Hall standing by the bar. *Danny Hall was a member of the band Son Of Dork, and has now a new band called Hill Valley High, check them out on Myspace. Sarah spazzed a bit, and we made our over to the bar, me just randomly standing next to him, obviously just to get something to drink. Ehm. Once he got his beer, he turned around, and I was sure he was just going to walk off, cause I wasn’t gonna be a teenie chatting to him. But, we did have Sarah there, so he wasn’t getting away anytime soon. This is where the surreal starts. She asked for a picture, he actually seemed surprised that we had recognized him. “How did you recognize me?” He laughed and my dear Sarah just pointed at me, saying “She did”, I felt a bit teenie then afterall. But tbf I kept it cool, even drinking from beer when Sarah got her picture with him, and well, I had to get one as well. I mean, I was the one who noticed him in the first place.

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This is when you think he’d bugger off and go enjoy the concert with his mates and stuff, but no. Actually, he hung around pretty much throughout the concert, only walking a bit back and forth now and then. He was totally chatting me up. I don’t mean to brag, but how cool is that? Lol, ok might be bragging a bit. I mean, when he says “Can I please have sex with you tonight?”, I sure can say he fancied me? Was real fun hanging out with him and drinking, that’s for sure. And if things were any different, I’m sure I’d be in a bush with him without even blinking.

Before ATL came on stage, Alex joined one of the support acts on stage for a bit, caused loads of screams that did, then after doing that he walked straight past us, and then again when walking back backstage. He was dragged through the mass by security tho, so we couldn’t really talk to him. One of the guys around him turned out to be Rian tho, and not a security guy, even tho some might have thought that.

All Time Low onstage was epic. Nothing more, nothing less. We already knew the set list, so didn’t expect many surprises, so when they started Coffee shop Soundtrack I proper freaked out, they weren’t suppose to do that one, and that’s my fave song!! Loved it. Then right after they played Let it Roll, which is Ida’s fave and that one wasn’t on the set list either, brilliant. They were amazing up there, and me, Sarah and Ida were all a proper sweaty mess after the gig. I mean, you kinda have to dance!

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The club after the gig, Propaganda just wasn’t Cheekeys, so hell we took the train back to our beloved Wolverhampton and the Civic Hall, Friday and Cheekeys are where the party’s at. Emotional roller coaster.

Me and Ida are now sat by our dining table, surfing the lovely internet from Sky, finally got it (!), stomach making sounds and my voice is gone.

Breathe.

Wednesday.

Just thought I’d have a quick update before we loose our internet. Apparently our internet ends today, which means another 15 minutes of having one. After that we’ll have to wait till Friday, that’s like the day after tomorrow before we get our new Sky internet! One whole day without internet at home, oh my. Thank god I got Uni and then we’re going to the gym for another class of kick boxing. I tell you, kick boxing workout is murder, yet fun! Also thank god for unlimited texts and free internet on my phone.

Yesterday me and some other people from my class had a photo shoot to make a calender, which was really fun. We did get some good pictures in the end, tho it seems as only the pictures of me are the ones we’re done with. The others wanna re-shoot theirs or they haven’t even taken them already. It was kinda weird getting into my underwear at Uni, but it was actually quite the confidence booster, I must say my class mates are good with compliments. Cat, a lovely girl in my class even told me I had the most perfect teeth she’d ever seen.

Just thought I’d give you guys a sneak peek as to what the pictures look like, please give me feedback, we want this calender to be as good as possible!

The born model right? lol

The born model right? lol

Other than that, going to see All Time Low on Friday, can’t wait, gonna be ace!
Met up with Mr Lovah Lovah last night, went loads better than I thought, but now feel like a shitty friend because of it.

Enjoy your internet people, one day you can wake up to find out it’s gone!!

Monday.

In lack of wanting to rant on about my feelings at the moment, as I am confused enough myself, no need to confuse you guys as well, I chose to copy this list thing from the gorgeous Astrid Katrine. I have translated it to English, for my lovely non-Norwegian readers. Am I not just ever so kind?

Ten firsts
First best friend: Ida
First crush: This boy nicknamed Calle waaaay back in kindergarten.
First favorite book: That must have been a series of books by the author Staron Slamon, that I got through a book club I was in, TL-Klubben. I don’t know what the books are originally called, but in Norwegian they were called “Overnattingsgjengen”. I loved those books I did.
First pet: Never had one.
First holiday: My mum and dad brought me to Sweden in a caravan when I was just a few weeks old.
First job: Like a proper one would be cleaning a garage.
First love: The first one I’ve been anywhere near in love with must be Henry.
First piercing: In my ears.
First dress: No idea.
First concert: Another no idea. Seriously, I can’t remember stuff like that.

Nine lasts:
Last drink with alcohol: Believe it or not, but I think it’s beer! :O
Last trip in a car: Don’t think I’ve been in a car since Towers took me and Ida to Ikea, weeks ago that is.
Last movie I watched: Saw “The Ugly Truth” earlier tonight. Cute.
Last phonecall: To my mummy last night, singing the birthday song for her, made her start crying that did. Bless.
Last song I listened to: The Party Scene – All Time Low.
Last kiss: -
Last friend I saw: Ida.
Last time I cried: Just over a week ago.
Last meal: Some scrambled eggs.

Eight have I ever:
Fallen for a friend: Yes.
Driven a car: Sort of.
Slept under a tree: Not sure.
Been heartbroken: Yes.
Made a prank call: Yes.
Said I love you without meaning it: Yes.
Written a poem: Yes, some terrible ones.
Been to Australia: No.

Seven things I am wearing right now:
1. Bra
2. String
3. Night shorts
4. Morning gown
5. Glasses
6. Lip-ring
7. Hair clip

Six things I have done today:
1. Been to the gym
2. Showered
3. Seen a movie
4. Made food
5. Eaten food
6. Walked around in underwear

Five favorite items:
1. My camera
2. Macbook
3. Phone
4. Dresses
5. Make up

Four people who truly knows me:
1. Meself
2. Ida
3. Camilla
4. -

Three choices:
Winter and summer or fall and spring? Fall and spring
Flowers or bushes? Bushes obviously! Haha
Sugar or salt? Sugar

Two things I have to do before I die:
1. Find true love.
2. See places.

One thing I want more than anything else:
To be happily in love for once.

Now you give it a go!


Masterdickheadasshole

I’ve had a good day. A very good day actually. There are some uncertain but exciting stuff happening in my life atm, but for now I’m gonna keep the details to myself.

Quote taken from a previous blog entry. Yes, that was a good day indeed, but because of that one good day, I’ve had several not so good ones. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed hanging out with Ida, shopping, going out partying and such very much. But walking around for days, feeling more and more used, it got too much for me, and I had to let it all out, this happening Friday night, where? At the Civic Hall, Cheekey Monkeys. I was sobbing and crying so badly, that when we last night went back there (Yes, we’re totally hardcore, drinking two nights in a row), the security guy at the door even asked me if I were in a better mood tonight.

The night coming to a short, when he arrived as well, but at least I didn’t go home crying. I’m sick of tears. Uncertain but exciting stuff, not anymore.

Wolverhampton

© jerry486 on Deviantart

© jerry486 on Deviantart

I just can’t wait to go back to Wolves again 

Ida’s got a contest!

The gorgeous IdaPida is hosting a little blog contest on her lovely blog and just like I have done, I think you should totally check it out. All you have to do is to show her what love is for you by posting it on your own blog, portraying it just the way you want to. Go to her blog for full on details, you won’t regret it.

LOVE IS….

The bond between mother and child

The bond between mother and child

Yes, this is me and my mummy. Obviously I did not take the picture (du’uh!), all creds to whoever did. I do stand for the editing tho. Oh heck – I did in fact take the picture I just remembered! As this is a picture, which I took of the original picture, so there! Tada!

Now you go join, or else….!

Another blog worth checking is obviously Helene’s blog :)

This is me

My sister Monica posted a blog entry a few days ago with a list of facts about herself, like a “get to know” kinda thing, and asked other bloggers to do the same, so this is my attempt of that sort of list.

Presenting me;

First fact, I'm not completely sane

First fact, I'm not completely sane

~ My imagination sucks when it comes to lists like these, yet I tend to follow like a sheep, so excuse the none-originality.

~ I am born in end January, meaning I’m an Aquarius, or as I tend to say a Watermelon. When discovering my mistake, I then correct it by saying I’m a waterman. Sometimes a direct translation from Norwegian to English is just not right.

~ In September last year I moved to Wolverhampton, England, to study photography, something I don’t regret at all.

~ I like being alone, I need my space, yet I’m awfully easily bored and then it’s nice to have close mates around to be bored with. It’s somehow more fun being bored if you are two doing it.

~ I hate being stuck in a car with a bunch of smokers, as I meself are a none-smoker and have no plans in changing that fact.

~ I am currently watching Sleepy Hollow, but whenever it needs time to load I continue this list.

~ I’m in love with the Depp/Burton combo, and think those are the best kinds of movies ever made. ‘Cause they are just a bit over the wicked side.

~ I wish I had bigger boobs, but I love my teeth.

~ I really need to pee, but rather then going to do so, I hold it in just long enough to finish this sentence.

~ I don’t have to pee anymore. Don’t worry, I did go to the loo to do so.

~ I get proper annoyed when todou takes forever to load a movie, I’ve spent waaaay too much time on the third part of Sleepy Hollow, and I’m just not patient at all. But hell, I’m gonna finish this movie, I love it!

~ I’m wearing a pink cardigan I found in my mums closet.

~ These past facts might not be very personal, that’s how I am, I keep things to myself as it’s kind of a way to protect myself.

~ Out of my comfort zone I’ll let you in on something personal and private. The guy I like has seemed to like me back ever since we first started talking, however, now he seems to like his girlfriend more. Don’t judge me.

~ I take way too many pictures of myself, simply because I’m hoping that amongst the many, there will be at least one decent one to post on my blog.

~ Sleepy Hollow is now done, and so is this list.

Ps. Love my lovely readers!!

Ps. I love my lovely readers!!

Something

I’m you, he’s I.

So now you’re running
it’s hard to see clearly
When I make you angry

you’re stuck in the past
And now you’re screaming
So can you forgive me

I’ve treated you badly
But I am still here

Sometimes I wonder
Why I’m still waiting
Sometimes I’m shaking
Sometimes I’m shaking
that’s how you make me
Sometimes I question why I’m still here
Sometimes I think I’m going crazy
Can you help me understand?

And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
Something to somebody else
Something to somebody else

You look at me through clouded eyes
I know you see through my lies

See the sky, see the stars
All of this could be ours
Out of sight, out of mind
we’ve been through this a thousand times
Turn your back and then you make me feel so crazy
Can you help me understand?

And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else

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
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
Gorgeous dress
Wicked jeans
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.

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!

Fierce!

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

They are huuuuge

They are huuuuge

But I love em

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.

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