Posts Tagged ‘Norwegian’

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? 😀

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! 😀

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 übercute 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! 😀 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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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 =^__^=