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So, it’s been a long time since I last spoke to you guys, hasn’t it?
Well, I have my reasons. Las time, I mentioned that I’ve entered NaNoWriMo, so here’s a teaser of my story.

Helium Mind:

The story of a girl trapped inside her sisters body.
Unable to reach out for anyone, she is forced to live her life seeing,
hearing and feeling what her sister sees, hears and feels. Only one slight problem:
They live at Longfords “hidden corridor”, England’s most famous asylum.

The story as I have begun to form it, will be something like “Alice in Wonderland” meets “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory” meets “Inception”. And I’m planning on bringing in a bit of Japanese culture, and maybe some hints of Murakami Ryu’s thrillers? πŸ˜€

I hope it goes well, but I’m afraid I won’t reach the 50.000 words within the month of November. This will not mean I’m planning on abruptly ending the story, if I actually like what I end up with, I’ll probably try to continue it ^^
Thing is: I’ve got all my course work now, and I realised I’ll be quite busy this month.

Now, what else is new?
Oh yeah, I’ve come out to my family! And I chose quite the modern approach. I updated my Facebook profile to say “likes men and women” xD Haha! So far, no one has commented, but seriously… I still count it as coming out. So that’ll be a milestone: Tuesday 9th of November!
What changed my mind to do this, you ask? Well, I’ve joined the University’s LGBTQ society (Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transsexual Queer), and I’ve been well accepted here. And my friends don’t mind it, not even my new friends! (Well, as it turns out, quite a few of them are queer themselves xP) And I’ve made good friends within the society, and I just didn’t see the point in keeping it “hidden”. Besides, I live far away from home now, so they won’t be bothered by my sexuality even if I find myself a girl I fancy. Oh, and even one of the Norwegian girls is lesbian, and here and I have sort of connected and bonded over this common thing. We even went together to the Canal Street Trip with the LGBTQ Society! Canal Street is the main street of the “Gay Village” of Manchester. And we had HEAPS of fun!

Funz<3

Funz<3

Awsumz! :D

Awsumz! πŸ˜€

OMG Roofz! :O

OMG Roofz! :O

Seriously loved that ceiling! ❀

What else can I mention?

Oh yeah, there was a huge ruckus in town the day Adel and I went shopping!

Whoa!

Whoa!

All the people you see in this picture… They’re either in a line in or out of the bookstore.
Why? Katie Price =____=
Seriously…. seriously?! Come one?
1) Why would all these people want to see that woman? (Not to mention that most of them were women, and there was NO limits as to age. 10-100, not kidding!)
2) What the hell could Jordan write a book about? (Specially something THAT interesting..?)
3) Why the FUCK would she chose to come to Lancaster??? Off all the godforsaken places on earth, she wanted to come here… WTF? o_O

But, I suppose it was a good thing for me, though. As her apparance seemed to keep people out of the stores I wanted to go to, and I ended up finding an amazing outfit for the Canal Street Trip! :O

Heartz

Heartz

Thing is: it’s a dress. So that would mean me… in a dress…
O_O But…

Oh well, it went fine. I actually got a whole lot of compliments, which was nice.
I still have a love/hate relationship with it. I mean: there is SO MUCH DRESS! When sitting down, I had to pull the whole thing up and rest it in my lap. ONE COULD SEE NO LAP! :O Yet, it’s ΓΌbercute and it’s from Hell Bunny<3

Hmmm… What else should I mention?

Did I say mum sent me a parcel? If not, SHE DID!
I don’t have too many pictures of what it contained, but here’s the parcel itself!

I <3z mum

I <3z mum

And some of the things I got was:

Bed sheets, covers and pillowcases
FREIA MELKESJOKOLADE (Norwegian chocolate)
Utensils
My pencil cases
My “Nightmare On Elm Street” box set ❀
Stationary
Oh, and these awesome boxes to store things in:

HELLO KITTY! <3

HELLO KITTY! ❀

They were sort of… folded. So I had to… unfold… them. Well, anyways, it didn’t take long, and they’re completely AWESOME! πŸ˜€ Mum’s cool.

But she did something a bit… uncool.
You know those advents calendars for kids? Usually you get those chocolate ones, right?
Well, mum gives me small presents for each day instead. Which is nice, except… SHE SENT THEM I OCTOBER!
Come on? How the hell am I supposed to wait one month and a week before I open my SEVENTEEN AWESOME PRESENTS?? :O The minute I spotted them, I had to force myself to hastily put them all in a bag, run into the hallway and ask the first person I could see it they could keep them. Which was David. And he could. And now I find myself constantly wanting to be nice to him! Hahaha ^^ Seriously, whenever I see him, my head goes “PRESENTS! Ask if he wants chocolate!” xD

Now, I don’t have much else to say, I think. So I’ll end with a badly taken picture of Adel, where she portrays her feelings for the people who waited in line to have their book signed by Katie “Jordan” Price:

*faints of frustration*

*faints of frustration*

She cries *sob*

Haha! Alright, see you all later, then!
Love and respect,

– L A ❀

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Alright, so saying I would be seeing you within a week was a total lie.
But at least I’m here within the next week(since the last post).

This’ll just be a quick update, I’ve got things to do you know.

First things first:
School is still great! Everything is phenomenal!
Even though I miss many of the things I left back home in Norway(bigsiss! 😦 And my little sister. :/).
But they’ll be coming over to visit me some day! *happy*
And mum has just sent me a package with loads of my stuff, which I’m anxiously waiting for πŸ˜›
And my tutors are amazing! And very understanding(I will come back to this)…

During my stay here, it has come to my attention that I do not really like to go out to drink; I much rather prefer to stay home and have parties in a more “safe” and well known environment.
The night from Tuesday to Wednesday gave me yet another reason to feel this way.

Tuesday evening I had planned to do my readings for my seminars, but was procrastinating.
When I finally got around to it, I decided that I would do the readings for my 9 o’clock first, and then do the readings for my 11 o’clock in the break between the seminars. So I sat down and started reading my criminology stuff, and found it so interesting! I got really engaged in what I did and my replies to the questions asked, that I didn’t realize it was beginning to get rather late. It wasn’t until I finished, the time dawned upon me… HALF ELEVEN! Shit! So I pack away my books, clean my desk and get ready for bed. As I am setting my alarm for the morning I cast a quick glance at my timetable and fuck me over… I have sociology first, not criminology! Hooray! So to fix this up, I set my alarm for 7 AM, just to be able to get through my stuff roughly, and go to bed.
At 3 AM I’m woken by a “Hilde, Hilde, Hilde, no no no, Hilde, you’re losing all your stuff” and a loud thump. I figure my Norwegian friend has had a drink or two too much, as us Norwegians tend to do. But as I am drifting away to dreamland again, I hear crying. “Wtf?” So I get out of bed and walk into the hallway to see what is going on. SHIT!

Credit to Sblommaert

Credit to Sblommaert

Hilde is lying in her bed, crying her heart out, puke all over, and shouting for her mum. The others don’t quite understand what was going on, as she had just been tipsy when they were on the bus, but when they arrived here, she had suddenly *BANG* went completely limp, and apparently superdrunk. It doesn’t take long before we realize what has happened; Hilde has been spiked. It takes us a couple of hours of me calling her mum, explaining, letting them talk to each other, calling a taxi, the others getting hold of everyone they can, and we ship her off to the hospital. There they confirm our suspicion, and Hilde gets taken care of. At this point, I am still in the flat, cleaning up a bit in her room and trying to get some sleep for my early morning. No can do. And just as they arrive, my 7 o’clock alarm goes off. Up we go, into the shower, check on the others and off to the seminar. Then I realize… the reading. In my sleep deprived mind I explain what has happened, and my tutor, Stan, just looks at me and says: “You should go take a nap. You shouldn’t even be here! No problem, I understand why you haven’t read it.” Thank God for that!

Oh, I don’t remember if I mentioned or not, but the first week here I had to get a new phone in order to get a functional phone with a british number. And do you have any idea how crazy I am? I bought a fucking BlackBerry! And not ANY fucking BlackBerry, THE fucking BlackBerry!

BlackBerry Torch

BlackBerry Torch

Oh yeah! β™₯

It is fucking awesome!

Oh, and I have read some books! Well, one book. I’m only halfway into the other.
“In The Miso Soup” by Murakami Ryu (The other way around for us Europeans, and you Americans).
And I’ve got to hand it to him, it is brilliantly done. Even though it is a thriller, I must say: the mix between mundane everyday life, work, relationships, and sex, blood, gore and murder makes it both boring and horrifying. In the “this-could-actually-have-happened-to-me!” sort of way. You get the feeling of being right there, and you are so dragged in, it at points feel like this is your own actual life. Brilliant, just fucking brilliant. Read it!

"In the Miso Soup" by Muramaki Ryu

"In the Miso Soup" by Muramaki Ryu

On a short note, I have also begun to pick up on my Supernatural fangasms again, and have begun where I left off in the beginning/middle of season 5. This still surprised me, though:

"Wtf?"

"Wtf?"

Oh well πŸ˜›

I guess I’ll be seeing you around, then πŸ˜‰
– L Aβ™₯

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