Saturday 27 November 2010
Tuesday 23 November 2010
All the things you think you know...
And here I thought North Korea was actually North of South Korea.
Fetched here
Thank God that the news cleared that up for me! :D
Fetched here
Thank God that the news cleared that up for me! :D
Monday 22 November 2010
A treat
A small treat for those of you eager to read something touching*, sad*, and beautiful*. It will take maximum 5 minutes of your time, and it is worth every minute. I am probably stating the obvious here, but you'll have to zoom when entering the link.
Click here
I cried*. Truth.
*Please note that this blog-post is written by someone totally over-sentimental, reactions may differ.
Click here
I cried*. Truth.
*Please note that this blog-post is written by someone totally over-sentimental, reactions may differ.
Sunday 21 November 2010
What I want for Christmas
We (my boyfriend and I) just ordered tickets to Northern-Norway for Christmas! I'm almost dancing of happiness cause of several reasons, the biggest reason of all is that I'm meeting my mum again, yaay! When studying abroad it is quite limited how often I can do that, so it is indeed great. And last year I was in Germany, so no delicious Norwegian Christmas-food for me, double-yaay! (Don't get me wrong though, Germany in Christmas is gorgeous and lovely and great as well, but well, without my family..)
So, anyway, I've been thinking, and I found out what I want for Christmas. And this wish is indeed what I want the most, if I get it I do not need anything else (ok, lie. If you try to take the Norwegian Christmas-food from me, I swear to God/whatever is up there, that you will regret it) at all. So, ready? Unfortunately there is nobody who can actually make this wish come true, except for Mother Earth, and I don't think she's the kind to just give strangers what they want, so if anybody knows her.. Would you be so kind to ask her nicely? I'll give you money, hugs, I'll be your slave for a year, whatever you prefer.
So, what I want for Christmas, more than anything in the whole wide world, is this:
Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/walkadog/3389058334/
And I want it because I want my boyfriend to experience this fantastic phenomenon! So no, it is not for me, this is an unselfish wish (to a certain degree, I mean, it's not like I will sit inside and stare in the wall if I do indeed get my wish fulfilled.) and I cannot think about anything else that would make me more happy. Truth.
Please Mother Earth, please people who knows Mother Earth, grant me this wish. I was a good girl this year, and my boyfriend deserves it. Reason enough? I think so.
So, anyway, I've been thinking, and I found out what I want for Christmas. And this wish is indeed what I want the most, if I get it I do not need anything else (ok, lie. If you try to take the Norwegian Christmas-food from me, I swear to God/whatever is up there, that you will regret it) at all. So, ready? Unfortunately there is nobody who can actually make this wish come true, except for Mother Earth, and I don't think she's the kind to just give strangers what they want, so if anybody knows her.. Would you be so kind to ask her nicely? I'll give you money, hugs, I'll be your slave for a year, whatever you prefer.
So, what I want for Christmas, more than anything in the whole wide world, is this:
Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/walkadog/3389058334/
And I want it because I want my boyfriend to experience this fantastic phenomenon! So no, it is not for me, this is an unselfish wish (to a certain degree, I mean, it's not like I will sit inside and stare in the wall if I do indeed get my wish fulfilled.) and I cannot think about anything else that would make me more happy. Truth.
Please Mother Earth, please people who knows Mother Earth, grant me this wish. I was a good girl this year, and my boyfriend deserves it. Reason enough? I think so.
Saturday 6 November 2010
My boyfriend comes from Bavaria
In the process of getting to know people, there are always certain questions that always turns up. A dialogue could be something like this...
Where are you from?
I'm from Norway
Why are you studying in Germany then?
(long answer, irrelevant for blog-post)
Where do you live?
(no, rapists out there, this info I will not give you)
Huh?? You live with your boyfriend?
Yes, I do.
How did you meet?
(long answer, irrelevant for blog-post)
Is he from Leipzig?
No, he is just studying here.
Where then?
He's from Bavaria.
Oh.......
Believe me, the "oh" is always followed by a very awkward, silent moment. And sure, I get it. Bavaria equals fat guys in Lederhosen drinking litres and litres of beer, right? Speaking a dialect of German that no Germans really understands. So, the guy who brought my heart, and therefore me, to Germany looks like this:
Picture from here.
This is why I understand the awkward, silent moment. Cause in the minds of whoever asked me the questions, thoughts are wandering around, and all of them officially declares me as crazy. I'll be the one with the stamp in the forehead saying "I left my home-country for a fat guy in Lederhosen".
So, it has come to a point where I always have to throw in a sentence after saying that he's from Bavaria. But he's not all weird! Really! I do not think anyone believes me. I actually think saying he's from Yemen would bring less reactions. Crazy.
Next time somebody asks, he's from Frankfurt : D You know, I'm a lazy soul, so this is strictly to save me from the argue, and the awkward moments. Who likes those anyway?
Have a nice evening :)
Where are you from?
I'm from Norway
Why are you studying in Germany then?
(long answer, irrelevant for blog-post)
Where do you live?
(no, rapists out there, this info I will not give you)
Huh?? You live with your boyfriend?
Yes, I do.
How did you meet?
(long answer, irrelevant for blog-post)
Is he from Leipzig?
No, he is just studying here.
Where then?
He's from Bavaria.
Oh.......
Believe me, the "oh" is always followed by a very awkward, silent moment. And sure, I get it. Bavaria equals fat guys in Lederhosen drinking litres and litres of beer, right? Speaking a dialect of German that no Germans really understands. So, the guy who brought my heart, and therefore me, to Germany looks like this:
Picture from here.
This is why I understand the awkward, silent moment. Cause in the minds of whoever asked me the questions, thoughts are wandering around, and all of them officially declares me as crazy. I'll be the one with the stamp in the forehead saying "I left my home-country for a fat guy in Lederhosen".
So, it has come to a point where I always have to throw in a sentence after saying that he's from Bavaria. But he's not all weird! Really! I do not think anyone believes me. I actually think saying he's from Yemen would bring less reactions. Crazy.
Next time somebody asks, he's from Frankfurt : D You know, I'm a lazy soul, so this is strictly to save me from the argue, and the awkward moments. Who likes those anyway?
Have a nice evening :)
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