Alright. This blog is hereby DEAD!
I have a new and norwegian blog on this here location: http://idunns.blogg.no
So there you go ;)

Sins of the Ignorant

So, I've finally gotten around to editing last year's NaNovel. I'm actually rather proud of how at least the first few chapters are amazingly readable. The working title I gave it during NaNo 2008 was "The Woe of Ignorance" but I soon changed it to "Sins of the Ignorant" as that basically had more meaning to the story. Set in some alternate universe in its medieval era, this novel revolves around Deni, an 18-year-old girl set to be married, and also undergoing the manifestation of psychic abilities. The manifestation in itself is not too horrible a thing to undergo, though rather frightening when one does not know what's happening. For psychic abilities are not common, and basically not believed in, even in this world. What is worse for Deni is her destiny. And how not everybody wants this destiny to be fulfilled. And her not knowing a thing of this destiny at all. Her life takes a turn from bad to decidedly worse. It does not help that her family knows even less of what's going on than she does. Hence the title.

I still haven't gotten a job, which sucks. If you know of one, please do tell me. I'm reaching desperacy level 5000 this week. But still. Life is sweet, and I'm enjoying every minute of it. And you should too ;p




Humankind cannot stand very much reality.
- T. S. Eliot

Disasters and Trivialities

And as quickly as that, the summer holiday is reaching its end, and everyday life is returning to families all over the world. Of course, I don't have anything to go back to now that I have no school, no job and basically no life. My best friend goes to school far, far away next week. I could have, as well, if I hadn't chosen this particular year to jumble up my priorities. Instead I'm broke as one can get, searching for a job, hoping I can earn some money soon, so I'll be able to pay the rent. Which is always a plus. Food would be nice too. The way it is now, I'm practically living off my boyfriend which damages both my pride and his economy. But I can see a bright future ahead! Just you wait and see ;) Lea went home last night. After staying here for two awesome weeks, there was no other choice than to go home again at the end. Taking the night train from Trondheim, only to look forward to a six-hour wait at the airport, resulted in a highly caffeinated girl packing up her things in the late evening. This weekend we went to Mr. Man's cabin, which was nice, and Lea got a nice amount of nature, sea and water-skiing. Or, at least quite a few stubborn attempts at water-skiing. I also had a few tries, but as I'm sure you can imagine why, there won't be any pictures of my attempts. Instead I can show you Karen, who actually succeeded.And now I can look forward to spending next weekend with my two best friends, eating insane amounts of things that aren't good for you and and just enjoying the very last days in which I can at least pretend I'm not in a little bit of deep shit.



Treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat a triviality as if it were a disaster. -- Quentin Crisp

Today. As opposed to yesterday.

It's July 28th today. Tuesday. That means Lea comes tomorrow - I haven't seen her since March last year, and I can't quite explain how much I'm looking forward to meeting her at the train station.
July 28th. One year ago I was jumping on my toes, eager to move into an apartment I would share with four strangers. Two months ago I was no less eager to move out of said apartment.

July 28th. Five months and twenty-two days ago (that would be on February 6th) I met the guy I believe has permanently changed my life for the better. Nineteen days later I got to call him my boyfriend. Still can. On June 20th, we moved together. Now, that was fast, you may say. Why, yes it was, I would answer. But I haven't regretted a moment of it yet, and doubt I will for some time.
July 28th. 2009. To think it's nearly four years since my nephew was born. I still remember the day vividly. To think my best friend and I have known each other for more than twelve years. I feel old just thinking about it. Lately, I've been wondering more and more often how much longer that friendship will be able to last. I could listen to my hopes and say it will never end. But is that what I really believe? I'm not so sure. Twelve years change so little, and yet so very very much.

July 28th. 2009. What will life be like this time next year, I wonder? Will I still be as happy as I am now? Will I even be alive? If I was to die tomorrow, would I be able to look back at my life without regrets? I doubt it. Not regrets for things I've done. Those regrets never come to mind when I'm in the darkest corners of my mind. No, my regrets would come from all the things I haven't done - the things I've dreamed of but never got around to doing, never had the guts to go through with. Why do I think of these things now? I don't know. It was a sad episode of the Deadliest Catch today. That might be it. Who will ever know, really?

And that was my attempt at a serious blog. They may be far-between, but the quality probably makes that a relief. Thank you, and good night.

Yesterday is History. Tomorrow is a Mystery. Today? Today is a gift. Which is why we call it the present.

MS Vesterålen, værsågod...

So, I'm currently having the coolest work placement ever. Or, at least it sounds cool - and impressive! I don't have a whole lot to do, but it doesn't matter really. I'm on a boat. Ship. Thing. www.hurtigruten.no <- you should check it out if you ever want to see the fjords along Norway... or the Northern lights... but enough commercial talk.
I'm as happy as I can be these days. No, really. The only thing keeping my feet fastened to the ground (or.. well, the floor) is that I'm stuck on this ship for eleven days, unable to go home... And home is where I want to be, because that's where the source of my massive happiness is at. Or, well.. not exactly at home, but close to... And I'm not close to home. I'm on my way back, but I'm not close at all. Want to be home now! But other than that, I'm happy where I am. There have been storms up in the North, and the ship has been swinging back and forth very much like a roller coaster. It's amusing to walk up stairs when it does that. You may suddenly find the next step to be much higher or lower than you expect it to be. And doors are generally very heavy when the ship leans in the wrong direction. Lesson well learnt.
Now I'm gonna do some sort of search on John Mayer for a guy I work with. Yep. That's my interesting day x) .

Sweet melancholy

This is just the cutest little angel you can imagine, yeah? And she looks just like me! Which isn't all that odd, I suppose, since I looked just like my brother when I was that age and she's the spitting image of her daddy. But whatever.
I haven't really got much to write today, I just felt guilty for not writing more, so I came on and wrote some random words just to make it seem like I've got something to say. I don't, really.
I hate that neverending bleeping the microwave makes when it finishes. Don't you? It just - never - ends! And those who are making the food in it, the ones causing the beeping to occur, they're in a different room so they don't hear it. Then they forget it, and so it keeps beeping ever stinking minute, and it just really annoys me. A lot of things annoy me, but I'm not gonna turn this into a nonsensical ramble. I'm afraid it might be a bit too late for that now, since none of the things I've been saying make much sense but I don't much care. I'm writing. And every word I write is one more point in my apparent productivity. But now I'm gonna read some more Wheel of Time. I'm on book six now. Rereading the whole damn series. It's a brilliant series. I love it. Hence the rereading. So I'm gonna do that now. Reread. Bye. /Ramble done

Blimey. Parents are insane in Ghana. I mean, apparently it works fine for them but I know what it's like to suddenly be told you're not allowed to do something you've been doing for years, and it's not a good feeling. Seventeen years old and not allowed to have a boyfriend. I'd laugh in their faces if they said that to me! But anyway,
Christoffer's sleeping. I'm contemplating doing something mean, but I think the revenge might be worse. He does have that whole revenge thing down... And now he just said something in his sleep, and I have no idea what, but it sounded weird
School is absolutely horrible. I can't believe how much I can't stand going to school. Every single bloody day is a struggle, and it's so tempting to just lie down and give it all up. I don't know what to do with myself anymore, basically. I hate it. I used to have at least some idea of what I wanted with my life, but it just looks darker and darker every day now. Other than that though, I'm happy with where I am.. Sort of... At least literally speaking - living where I do just totally rocks!