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So, finally! I am here. I am at my university.
And I’m having a hell of a time! 😀
My college is among the best(if not THE best), and my flatmates are amazing!

And I actually like my room. o_O
Probably because it’s so close to the European standard I’m used to, which is great.
I can’t help it, but even though I love the british houses and all, the interior is usually… a set-back. For me.
So, anyway, things are going great! I mean, LOOK:

My room ♥

My room ♥

The picture is of course after being here for 30 minutes after unpacking, so it’s not exactly the way my room looks like now, but still.

I live on the top floor of one of the Grizedale College houses, and there are two flats at each floor.
My overall impression is that not too many people around at the colleges know everyone or get along with everyone at their flat, but because of our amazing freshers reps, Dubar and Connor (not sure how either name is written though), both my flat and the one next to us are getting along abso-friggin’-lutely awesomely well!

I actually got to England last thursday, but me and four other Norwegians stayed in Manchester for a few days.
Our thursday evening was wicked! After walking around for hours through the whole day, part of it with seriously heavy luggage, we went out clubbing in the evening. Of course, we were all nice and tipsy when we left our (friggin genius) apartment, which I sadly enough don’t have any pictures of, and wounded up at 5th Avenue, and we had the time of our lives. There were a lot of alcohol in the picture, and a heck of a lot more dancing! The music was great as well 🙂
Friday was spent mainly at the apartment, for the pure joy of recovery. Oh, and did I mention we brought a guy home with us? Yeah, we let some guy called Michael or something crash on one of our couches. We never introduced ourselves to him, and we hadn’t known him for more than 20 minutes before we left the club, but still. There were a whole lot of drama going on, so we brough him home. Friday was a relaxing day, and saturday was a bit more stressful. My vicious friend O C woke me up with the words “IT’S 20 MINUTES TIL WE’RE LEAVING, GET UP!” knowing fully well that I had not packed any of my stuff, and that there were still and hour and 20 minutes left til we had to leave. Stupid bitch♥

@ 5th Avenue ♥

@ 5th Avenue ♥

The arrival at Lancaster went pretty easy, my taxi driver was kind enough to take almost all of my luggage to the reception thingy for my college, and when I got there, two guys were assigned to take all my luggage to my room and show me where I live. Poor bastards, carrying about 4-5 stones of luggage? Hahaha! Sorry mates! But it worked out smoothly and I got settled within an hour. I stumbled upon a few people in the hallway, and got all the information I needed. In the afternoon my flatmates and I went over to the other flat, and spent a lot of time getting to know each other, before going to some meeting at another place. After that, we got back, and basically started drinking ^^

I’m not going to go on and on about the evening (mainly because I can’t remember all of it), but we had so much fun!
So much fun actually, that I wounded up waking up on my bathroom floor in the middle of the night 😀
Stupid Norwegian alcohol habits.

The really spacious bathroom

The really spacious bathroom

It’s crowded with one person, for Christs sake!
I got some sleep, but not too much… woke up at 5:30 AM, and when my flatmate got out at 6:30, I got up and went to the kitchen with her. Had a slow, nice day, with little to do. O C and I decided to have dinner together, but when we got to the store, we weren’t really sure what we wanted: something light and microwave-ably, or something a bit more… filling. So, while standing there, contemplating loudly in Norwegian some one behind us goes “You’re from Norway?!!” in Norwegian. Now, this bit here is where we did something weird. We turned around and replied that “Yes, we are”, but we didn’t stop at that. We continued on with “want to have dinner with us?”. Come on, who replies “Yes we are, want to have dinner with us?” when asked if we are from Norway? But the girl, Karina, said she’d love to, so we bought some minced meat, pasta and Dolmio Bolognese original, and went back to my college to eat. Now, see… this is where we did the second weird thing:
inviting someone to dinner isn’t half as weird as inviting them to dinner, buying groceries, and NOT having pots and pans, plates and glass, forks or knives, or anything to prepare, make and eat the dinner WITH. Thankfully, my flatmates are alright people, so we got to borrow pots and pans from David, knives and forks from Matthew, glasses, plates and spice from Kat, and even some sort of spatula-like-thingy(I have no idea what it’s actually called in English) from Nikki. Oh, and yeah, since Nikki is chinese, she hadn’t really been socializing much with us, seeing as she is very unsure of her English(which she has no need to -___-), but when I brought O C over, they could speak in Chinese together, and so she got to talk to us. She’s really nice! 😀 And she joined us for dinner =^__^= Wish I had pictures of it, but the whole thing was absurdly, comfortably nice. I really enjoyed having dinner with them!

Yeah, well… I guess this is about it for now.
I hope things continue like this for at least a while more.
I’m still dead scared that I’m going to wound up alone like before.
I’m constantly worried they’ll bring up a subject where they don’t like my opinion or answer, and they’ll avoid me from then on. I mean, I can’t even start to stress how much I appreciate these people, or how much I want them to be, and stay, my friends. I have so high hopes, I’m wishing so strongly we’ll continue like this. But I know that no matter how we develop, and how things change between us later on, I’ve been extremely lucky to get to know them, and truly blessed with the company for at least the time being. I’m scared shitless they’ll think poorly of me and stop talking to me. And my stupid, insecure self is so sure it’ll happen. I just need to watch what I say. I hope I haven’t said anything that’s a bit… too much… just yet. I can’t help it, but I’m obviously a poor friend in the long run. I’m too much for a lot of people, I get that. I suppose I just don’t really know where to stop. I’m being me, no doubt of that, but I should start easing down on it. I guess I just want people to like me so much, I need to talk about all the sides of me(all the time, apparently), to show them that I’ve got so many sides of me, and that even though they don’t like *this or that*, there are other things they might or could appreciate. Oh well, enough emo-sappy-desperat-anxious rambling. I am all fine and well, and the others seem really cool.

I wish things that are good could stay forever♥
– L A =^__^=

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I am contemplating becoming a vlogger, something I believe I have previously mentioned.
I DO think it is fun to record different scenes and editing really isn’t too bad. Except from, you know… the cost of the software :p I downloaded a trial of Corel VideoStudio Pro X3, and it made me realize two things:
1) there is no way I can settle for anything LESS than Adobe Premier Pro (C3/C4)
and
2) making shorts with the only purpose of posting them on Youtube is sort of fun 🙂

Anyone remembering me mentioning this from earlier? xD

Oh well. Now, I’ve been offered conditional offers at 4 out of 5 schools, and the last one has yet to reply.

Lancaster
–  Sounds like a really nice school, but they’re bad at giving out information. My grades are good enough to be accepted at this school, but it’s sort of… pricy. I have yet to search out all the information the internet can provide me with, so I’m still not sure whether this will be a “yes I think so” or “nah, not so sure” school.
Essex
–  Really excellent when it comes to the information bit; both in the mail, and on the internet. The only hindrance in my understanding of their offer, school and various other information, is my own lack of knowledge and understanding of terminology. I should probably have done some more research before applying. xP Campus looks great, school seems awesome, love their courses and offers, the way they genuinely strive for making things the most convenient for the students and it’s not too expensive. I did some basic math, and it seems I could actually afford going here, without loaning too much from the bank. But we’ll see.
York
–  The first school to receive my application, reply to it, give me information and accepting me. But the information they’ve been giving me is only half-hearted. Is almost as if they’re trying to say “Yeah, we’ve got room for you and all, and we’d REALLY like you over here, since you’d be studying abroad. But just don’t get your hopes up. You won’t be fully accepted here.” Driving me bitching crazy! …because I’m actually a tad bit curious about this Uni, and the area it’s located in. Yet, it really doesn’t matter; I am quite certain my grades are not good enough.
Swansea
–  Now, this was initially going to be my first choise, since two of my friends from the school I’ve been attending for the last three years have been accepted there. And this is also why I ran in to my mothers room at 3 in the morning +1 GMT, jumping up and down on her bed singing “I might have a chance there, I might have a chance there!”. Of course, this is a good school, so they would really like to see good grades. I am sorry to inform you that I simply cannot do that. Unless they want to see my friends results. Honestly, I feel a bit disappointed though. I think it might be a bit easier for me to have someone I already know somewhere around me, but not having to be with them ALL. THE. TIME. I am really anxious about the whole “moving-to-the-UK-and-go-study-with-new-people”-thing, and I am deadly afraid of once again becoming the outcast I have been over here. Knowing SOMEBODY, even if they don’t like me so well, would calm me a little. The ones I know who has been accepted there doesn’t seem to _hate_ me, and conversations with them is easy. You know, common grounds and all that. Which would be strengthened in the UK. But shit happens, and I’ll always manage to go by with 2-4 more years of being the one people never recognize as another fellow human being. =^___^=
…and no. The information they have provided me is not really enough for me to even want to apply to their school. xD

The last school I applied to, was Stirling. They were the second school to receive my application, and yet: no reply. Probably not a good sign, eh? xD Oh well. Now, I have ALWAYS been fascinated by Scotland, and my interest in this school is fairly high. (AND, I do believe the famous David Tennant look-a-like vlogger Liam Dryden a.k.á. Littleradge is from around the area. Or study there. Or HAVE studied there.) At any rate, this school is supposed to be good, and they started off with light, necessary information. But unfortunately, it all stopped here. We’ll just have to see what the Internet can tell, me, then! 😀

And thank you so much to Mari from AtP for all her help!

And thank you so much to Mari from AtP for all her help!

Oh, and someone just made my day.
I received a text from an old friend, explaining that he only tried to get a hold of me last night so that he could tell me he’s soon going to be single again. This sort of gave me the distinctive feeling that this certain someone has missed me a bit xD haha ^^

Oh well, I explained to him that he is late with this information. I’ll soon be moving anyway. (And I don’t need old baggage in my closet.)
…maybe I should tell him that since the last time we met, I’ve gotten fat, blonde(!!) and developed an interest in social outcast that kill? xD Hahaha, oh, am I not hilarious? *dies* xD

Music:
Try out both Ke$has album “Animal” and 3OH!3s album “Streets of Gold”.
Actually lot’s of good summertunes there. 😀

Long Lost

Posted: February 16, 2010 in Friends, L A
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So, I know I’ve been dead silent for a long time now, but I can explain.
Now, I am in the middle of my pre-finals, but I figured I could need a break, uploading these:

Ariana before we dyed her hair

Ariana before we dyed her hair

Me before we dyed my hair

Me before we dyed my hair

Both dressed up in old Lewis hoodies, very little make-up and a very good mood, we started the task of dying.
And we were pretty pleased with the results:

Posing happily

Posing happily

Posing for the camera

Posing for the camera

So, because of the bad light in my hallway, it’s hard to see the difference, especially with Ariana. But her hair looked a lot healthier and a bit darker. Not as dark as she wantet, though.

And yes, I DO like to play around with brushes 😀 *happytard dance*

L A out!