Nerdy perdy

I woke up this morning feeling rather worried as I had a very bad dream during the night, involving my boyfriend dying. It wasn’t funny to say the least, and it just gave me an icky feeling of something being wrong.  After a while I had to text him and actually ask him if he were okay. Which clearly he was, it was just my mind playing games with me. It is a horrible feeling tho, thinking someone you really care about might be hurt or worse.

Me and Ida went by Specsavers, as the two of us had an eye test booked for today. First up was moi, and I got to hear that my eyes were pretty darn healthy and all that, which was good, and that in the two years since my last test, my sight had not become much worse, yay. I then picked out two pair of new specs, as it’s like 2 for the price of 1, ended up with two designer pairs from Osiris. Will go back next friday to pick them up, can’t wait ^^

Tonight me, Ida and possibly Leida (who is Plaza Dunstall’s 4th and newest habitant) are going to Cheekeys, gonna be weird going there not bumping into Steven and his mates, cause he’s not out tonight. Bleh. But it’s gonna be a good night out anyway, dancing and singing. Oh, and alcohol of course.

Just have to make sure I’m not too shabby tomorrow as I have plans…… I’m going to my boyfriend’s house. I’ll meet his mum. I hope she’ll like me.

Have a splendid weekend!

Sunday.

I am sat at the library on a bloody Sunday, trying to be a good student. The fact that I am writing a blog entry, should show you just how good I am. Ops! But it is hard to get going, especially when you don’t really know what you are suppose to do. I’ve got a few magazines resting ever so nicely beside me, even a book has made it to the pile. Research might just be the most boring thing in the universe. It does have some hard competition, with stuff like cleaning, tidying, queueing and waiting for food, still it manages to get right at the top, and therefor officially (on my blog at least) be crowned as the most boring thing. In the universe. Ever.

As you might see I have changed my banner again, got sick of the old one, like I tend to become. Also I figured I needed something to suit the season more, as summer sure is over for now. The banner kinda reflects upon how my life is nowadays, I’m sure living life as a student. Ever since me and Ida got back to Wolverhampton, we have been out drinking every weekend, most of them being both Friday and Saturday. We weren’t half bad this weekend tho, we stayed home last night watching a film and just being lazy. Friday I was drunk. Like really good drunk, the best since we got back really. Not the drunkest, but the best.

We went by ASDA on our way home from town, drunk and happy, me running over to this Halloween decoration butler dolly, that’s like life size, and I started talking to it. What I hadn’t expected was for it to actually answer me, so when it did I screamed, and almost fell to the floor. Proper scared me it did, but hell it was funny. I then had a longer conversation with one of the guys working in ASDA, about cheese. Fun times.

Anyway, I should get back to some uni work, or should I rather say start some uni work.

Btw; It proper annoys me that Wolverhampton gets a red, dotted line underneath the word, it is a town after all! And a football team! Just like Manchester, Liverpool and Wigan. Ooh just realized Wigan also gets a red, dotted line, so it’s not all that bad.

So not ready for this!

It is now 2 hours till I got to be at Uni for our welcome back meeting blahblah, which means that today the summer is officially over for me. Even tho it feels like I’ve had time off for ages, which I have, it also kinda feels like we just split up for the summer. Very strange and mixed feeling. I am not ready to say goodbye to summer just yet, but there is no way around it really, so I just have to suck it up and deal with it. I guess it will be good getting back into some sort of routine, and actually have stuff to do. I just need to be better this year, especially when it comes to the research part. I hate doing research, scanning the odd-smelling library for books to use when I don’t even really know how to use them. I can complain as much as I like, but it is got to be done unfortunately. Back to Uni would mean less;

Drinking...

..clubbing..

..shopping sprees...

..and spontaneous trips

While it would however mean more;

Photography!

Also, I joined a gym yesterday! Waaay go me!

Cheekey Friday

Another Cheekey Monkey Friday

Makeup done

Last night we went out to Cheekey Monkeys, like we tend to do on Fridays. Ida, Coral and meself started off at home, with singstar, shots and cider, getting rather very tipsy. Wearing my new sailor-style dress, I felt fab, tho it did slide down on the top, and up at the bottom, making it even shorter than what it already was. On our way to the Civic, some guy stopped us trying to get us to go to Walkabout instead, and he had the best line of the night. “You could poke someones eyes out with that!” nodding to my cleavage.

Outfit for the night

For the very first time me and Ida did not have to show ID to get in at Cheekeys, which was kinda cool. Then the flirt that I am, started right away telling the guy at the coat desk that he was very cute. We got ourselves some vodka redbulls that went down like shit, before heading out to the dance floor, once again totally owning it. We forgot the party cam at home (booo), but Coral had her camera, so there should be a lot of pics from the dance floor, just haven’t seen them yet.

We met our Halloween blokes again, which was very nice, good guys. Me and Coral went outside for a breather (nope, not smoking, but literally air),  where a bunch of guys came over to us, started chatting. Thought it was so cool I was Norwegian, one of them even bought the two of us a rose each. Then they all wanted pictures with me, almost like they were fighting over me, I felt like a proper celeb. Fun for a night, not sure about a lifetime. Some details I’m not gonna bore you with, had a good night, even tho it ended in tears and a pizza from ASDA.

Over and out

This was a short, rather horribly written blog about last night, but can’t be arsed writing a better one, as I am kinda tired. Tho fully planning on going out tonight as well! After all, I did buy 4 dresses yesterday, they are screaming to be worn.

Funny Friday

So yesterdee started off with a trip to the tanning saloon, where I might have gotten a tiny bit sunburnt in me face. After exposing our bodies for dangerous UV, we walked by the Mander Center, where we bought umbrellas. You know the cute, see-though ones who fold down over you, that kind. Having new, fancy umbrellas I was kinda hoping for rain when we walked into town again, this a few hours later, to meet Towers in town. And rain we sure got! Loads, way too much. That’s what you get for wishing for rain. I mean, the back of our jeans were soaking wet.

We met Towers in Hogs, before following him home to his flat. (Not the creepy, sneaking around corners following, we were suppose to). Then the three of us went to IKEA, Towers being ever so kind driving us there and lifting the heavy stuff. Started the shopping spree with dinner at the IKEA restaurant. Swedish meatballs with brown sauce and potatoes, soooo good. Walking around the store for ages, we ended up with drawers, telly table and a DVD shelf for the house. Not bad.

Being back home me and Ida were playing Bob the builder, doing a fantastic job with Ida’s drawer. Tho we did manage to make an itsy bitsy mistake, but nothing drunk visitors couldn’t fix. After doing that for at least a few hours, we got all glamed up and ready for a night out, that started with shots of Tyrker. That should tell you we were in for a wild night.

T i r e d

Why is it that I can’t wait to get packing weeks before I have to, then when the time comes and I really do have to, I find myself too lazy to bother? Which is kinda weird, considering just how excited I am about going back to my lovely Wolverhampton. At the moment I am sat yawning, haven’t really slept much at all in such a long time, so tomorrow I am gonna try and force myself to a proper lay-in, knowing I probably will wake up around 8 – 9 am. It is the cause of working 12 weeks this summer that has ruined my sleep routine. Before I was pretty good at this sleep thing, when not having to get up early could easily sleep ’till 11 am. Now I am lucky if I make it to 9.

Went out last night, partying in the park with my awesome mates. That was the last shalabang before me and my housemate take off into the big, wide world outside the walls of Norway. It’s kind of impressive how drunk I can get from so little. Because drunk – that I was!

I should try and become slightly more representable now, seeing as we are going to Monica and Erlend, to celebrate his birthday. I look like a crack-whore who has just woken up in the gutter. Not my best look.

So long!

Last note edit; Check out Helene’s blog.

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 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

Getting slightly tipsy

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?

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!

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!

Party party

I’m going out drinking tonight, wooop wooop. My outfit for the evening.

I'm fully aware you can see my bra, you don't have to mention it.

Saturday Night

Ida invited me over to hers for a sleepover, sure I thought, I did not have any better plans anyway. Come to think of it, I did not have any plans at all. So with my bottle of Malibu in one hand and my lovely bag in the other, I showed up at her place around 7ish pm. Ida, meself and Siw, who is Ida’s mum, were sitting chatting, laughing and drinking, then went over to some makeuping and then had a wicked photoshoot. Siw needed some new pics of herself, and with my awesome camera Mr. Poynter combined with my awesome makeuping skills we created magic.

The Model

We used to hang out all the time, being like the fantastic four, only we’re three, when they lived in the forest next to us. But they moved, and I moved overseas, so it’s very rare we hang out like this anymore. It was really nice, plus we’re totally epic.

Fierceness

All done shooting, having taken tons of pictures of Siw, Ida and me, we drank some more before heading out, going to Renate’s house (not me Renate obviously, but another one) where she, Vivian, Kennet, Marita, Hege and Laila were drinking. Was a really fun night, emptied my Malibu, finally(!) and got yeah nicely drunk, tho not hungover at all today – yay me!

Ida, me, Kennet, Marita & Vivian

I was lucky enough to get to play some guitar, and like the last time I played, I feel I nailed it! Just look at the girl’s concentration!! It did not sound horrific, and when the rest of the people there that night started singing out loud, we knew there and then, that boy – we’re talented!

Last nights entertainment

Took a really nice picture of Ida during our photoshoot, check it out on my deviant.

How was your weekend?