nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do

Hi! I went to the hospital today because I had an appointment at the blood donation place. I didn't give blood this time, as I'm both a bit under the minimum weight limit and I've had a little cold. The lady gave me new supplies of iron tablets, which is yuck, but also a good thing to take regardless if you donate blood. And then she told me to pick out a gift as a thank you for attending my appointment, at which I answered "but, that's not necessary". But she went ahead to show me the way to the shelf of gifts to those who gives blood. And holy crap, it's not like they're giving out buttons with their logo-- no, they're giving out wine glasses, and other nice things. I picked out this cup to give to my nephew, because it honestly felt like stealing. Like accepting something undeserved. But I can understand why they're giving out gifts like that-- we need more people to donate blood, it's actually a bit ridiculous. We're so many human beings in this world, so it should add up, but you know. There's not enough clinics, or there's just not enough awareness. Anyway, my brother went home a few hours ago, and I've been sat downstairs in the living room doing school work. With the sound of window frames being fitted as my music. How lovely. Not-- I think my ears have suffered some damage. Anyway, it's really nice, because I finally feel like I've been somewhat productive. The last few days have been spent lazing around, which, I suppose is alright since it's been the weekend. But still, I wish I'd spent the days a bit more wisely. And well, it turns out that all I did was in fact in vain. So now I've started from scratch again. Oh well. I cried myself to sleep last night because of a fan fiction. Death played a big role in it, and well, I've never really thought about One Direction dying. And it is entirely possible-- I mean, they travel every day. What's the statistics for car crashes? But wow, I hope it never happens. I've had a bit of a quarrel with my mum a few days ago. Not something too big, but something that's made a bit of a tension between us. It's a bit ridiculous, but I find myself so aggravated with her all the time. Which means I should probably try to distance myself from her a bit. Oh by the way, I watched the last Twilight movie at Oyster's, and I can see why they say it's made for the fans now. If this was a stand-alone movie, it would most definitely suck. I'm going to eat now, because I'm starving and I haven't eaten since forever. 

I can't get over you, you left your mark on me

Well hello lovely people! I think I'm currently a bit high on life, because I can't stop grinning. Maybe it's just that I'm listening to Supersoaker by Kings of Leon on BBC Radio breakfast show with Mr. Grimshaw. Or it might be because my windows are finally done. And because my sister gifted me One Direction pencils last weekend. Or it might be because I'm reading a really nice fan fiction. Or it might be the prospect of actually wearing nail varnish for the first time in ages. I'm going to paint my nails later- after I've taken a shower. Yesterday I was a bit productive, but I'm still waiting for the green light from my teacher, so any progress I'm making, is possibly something I'll have to delete. After that I went to the mall to meet Oyster and her younger sister. Just before though, I think I was caught up in some deep thoughts, because I had the sudden thought "pictures can't capture memories, but they can remind you of them". So obviously I did a little illustration. We ate at Burger King, which I only seem to do whenever I meet Oyster. And every time it's so delicious. Except this time, it was actually not so delicious-- rather disappointing. And I exclaimed that it's probably a good thing, as I can probably try stop eating burgers at Burger King now. On the way to Oyster I decided to roll down a hill of grass. It started out as a joke with Oyster's younger sister, in which we were sarcastically saying we we're going to roll down the hill. But then we went "but seriously, we should do it". Oyster's sister chickened out, which, truthfully wasn't that big of a surprise. Apologies Oyster, but you lot are known to be a bit wimpy. But yes, I rolled down that hill, and I didn't see a thing, because I was too busy trying to avoid grass in my mouth. And it was delightful despite the 20 seconds after of which I was so dizzy. Oh you know-- yolo, live while we're young, whatever makes you happy. Also, in the moments of rolling down the lovely grass hill, on which I hummed songs from "Sound of Music", I sort of realised what my friends meant when they said I was spontaneous. Ooooh, and once I got to Oyster I got to taste some sort of spinach dish. You see, I've been on a long search of some spinach dish I got to taste at my neighbors when I was about 7-9? I'm not quite sure, but all I know is that I used to walk to school with my neighbor, and I'd always get breakfast, which was some sort of spinach dish. And well, obviously I loved it, which is why I've been searching for it all these 11-13 years. And I'm pretty sure the dish I ate at Oyster's yesterday was indeed the spinach dish I've been searching for. So, yay! Finally. Now I'll only have to beg Oyster's parents to make me some. Or, you know, just try making it myself. Because Oyster is currently studying to become a dietitian(?), she'll come with tips and whatnot. And it's really great. I learned the most interesting fact about choosing bread yesterday. My mum told me today that my sister is actually celebrating Christmas over here. That's my oldest sister with my nephew. And I'm currently trying to figure out how we'll have space for everyone. Today I'm going to continue on my paper, despite it might have been for nothing. But for right now I'm going to finish that fan fiction. Before I go, you should give Pia Mia's cover of Hold On We're Going Home a listen. It's really nice. Have a nice Sunday! 

it's hard to do these things alone, just hold on we're going home

Guess who came walking through our front door? My broseph, who I'm pretty sure was here like three weeks ago? My sister who was here last weekend, actually asked about whether he had been here. It's a bit stupid time to come for a visit, as they are still doing our windows, but family is family. He'll just have to sleep in the basement. I've been somewhat productive today. I just have a bit of a problem with my current paper-- just need the green light from my teacher before I can continue. Which, I hope will be soon. On the way home from school tonight I watched Conor Maynard's new Youtube video, and oh how lovely. I love his covers. Especially if it's a cover of Drake. I've also spent the entire day listening to Joseph Somo's covers of Drake, The Weeknd, Mario, Frank Ocean, etc. So chill. It's like tea for my ears. That's the only metaphor I can compare it to. I think I'm spending tomorrow with Oyster, and then the next days I'll have to spend on finishing my paper. Or else I'll be really stressed. But for now, I'm going to fix my calendar on my phone, and my planner. Bon nuit xx.

adventure is out there

Just finished watching Up for the very first time. My sister has been nagging me to watch it, and it's been on my list to watch. I've however not taken time to watch it before now. And it suits me perfectly now, to be honest. As I spend a lot of time with elderly people, this sort of gave me an insight. But yes, it was absolutely wonderful, and I cried tons. And I reckon my face is probably stained with mascara everywhere. I also cackled quite a lot. You can say it's a sort of roller coaster movie when it comes to feelings. I love the movie, because it has so many nice messages. Like, things won't always go as planned, but don't worry-- everything will be fine in the end. I find that with travels, that is one of the most exciting things. You can never really know what to expect, because in the end, the picture you have in your head won't be the same as reality. And most of the times you experience something that you'll remember forever. Oh, I just remembered a line that struck me, and probably loads of more people: "That might sound boring, but I think the boring stuff is the stuff I remember the most". Yes, clever little boy-- or you know, the writers. We do "boring" stuff all the time, but that's our lives, and we must tread careful upon calling it boring. If you really think of it, it's quite amazing. Sometimes I find myself in thinking that birth is the most unnatural thing I've ever known. Why should human beings carry a foster inside themselves? It's actually quite odd if you think of it. If that's possible, everything should be possible. But that's me. Go listen to "Married Life" from the Up soundtrack. It's lovely. 

will you still love me when I've got nothing but my aching soul

Sometimes in life, things have to be bad before they get good. It sounds illogical, but it's the truth. The only good example I have, is diseases. In order to cure a disease, sometimes you have to make your body worse before you can cure it. I'm currently sat in my dark bedroom, where the only light source is my vanilla scented candle. It's probably horrible for my eyes, but it's so cozy. Today has been a really good day. I've been independent on my "praksis" the last few days, and it's actually really enjoyable. It's surprised me how much I enjoy this "praksis", and how much I enjoy talking with elderly people. Also, it's always nice to see all the different interior. Today I was at a person who's not that old, and has an impeccable interior style in my opinion. Totally looked like an interior magazine. Hands down, it really did. Rather than "praksis", I've just been slouching on the couch, and then I went for a nap, in which I managed to smash a fly on my face. That's-- lovely. In other words, I've not been productive at all. Tomorrow, however, I am going to be productive. Yes (oh god, I hope I will. Or else I'm going to be depressed about my progress). Except if I'm meeting up with Oyster tomorrow? Tonight I might enjoy myself with a film. And some tea and the moon. Because I don't have any curtains at the moment, I don't really like being inside my bedroom at nights, because it feels like everyone else can look inside. And yeah, my bedroom faces the road just outside, so. But the upside is that I can shut off all the lights and watch the moon. Right now I'm trying to watch the Youtube videos I've not yet watched. Oh, I just remembered, in my conversation with my old neighbor last night, we started talking about the television show "The Ward". I just found that a bit hilarious. Also, Kiwi is the only one who wants to attend the Kodaline in December, which I already suspected, as I know Sugar and my belieber friend don't know who they are. I've not asked anyone else, but I'm pretty sure no one else wants to tag along. Perhaps Marble? Who knows? It's the kind of thing you can't really know for sure. I can't say that I don't like a genre, or an artist, or anything really, before I listen to a song. And that's something too-- I might not like an artist overall, but I can still find a song or two of them, which I love. Right, want to say sleep tight, but it's only 8:30 pm. But it feels like midnight to me.  

I asked her to stay, but she wouldn't listen, and she left before I had the chance to say the words that would mend the things that were broken. But now it's far too late she's gone away

Sugar literally sent a bunch of snapshots of different theorist from the history of psychology. Mind you, it was with hearts and whatnot. Sugar and I love theorists. Well, specific theorists. That's #2 in weird facts about me. Anyway, after "praksis" today, I went to school. And after the mandatory meeting with my teacher and the other students, I stayed behind, which I do a lot. Because I'm a student. And attend school. My mind is really stupid right now, and how fun wouldn't it be if I actually wrote down every single thought that hit me? I should do that one day. Yes. Great idea. Right, back to the point-- I was sat at school, and I had an awkward encounter. I was sat inside one of these rooms you can book if you need peace and quiet. And I was just watching a Youtube video, because I've honestly not watched one in over a week. It's feels like I've stopped watching Youtube completely. That is however, not the case. I've just grown a bit tired, and started watching Grand Designs and The Ward instead. But seeing as the Australian Grand Designs has taken over the broadcasting time, I think I'm going to quit watching it. It sounds ridiculous, but Kevin-- he's possibly the best part about Grand Designs. Anyway, again, back to the point. I was watching a Youtube video, and I was just taking a bite off my sandwich. And the door swings open. And I was a bit (very) shocked, because I didn't see him coming, which you usually can in these rooms, as there are glass walls. I was just too engulfed in the video, so when the door was opened, I was both shocked and startled. For like 10 seconds, this blonde lad and I just stared at each other before we both fully comprehended the situation. So he said sorry, looking rather sheepish. And I was still sat there, looking at him with my sandwich in my mouth (possibly chewing, who knows what my mouth was doing). He said sorry two times more, and then he shut the door. And then I started laughing for myself, because I thought it was hilarious. Didn't even have the chance to say anything. I was that stunned into silence. This is only one of the awkward things that happened today. It appears that Kodaline is coming to Oslo, Norway! That's great news, as I'm not able to see Gabrielle Aplin opening for John Mayer due to the tickets being sold out. This way I get to see at least some of the ones I want to see live. Now I just have to find someone to drag along. Or just go by myself of course-- that's entirely possible. I think that's important to remember. Sometimes you want to do something, but you let the opportunity pass, because you don't have the guts to do it by yourself. And that's really sad, because when did we become so dependent on each other? Anyway, when I finally got home today (the train was delayed. I feel very sorry for all the people who might have missed their flights due to the delays. It's my worst nightmare, being late to flights you know), I had a little chat with my neighbor, who is probably about 70-something. Possibly more. Or less. I'm so fond of him, because he's so kind, and we always seem to chat at the weirdest times. Now he was observing some construction workers. At 9:00 pm. If you didn't already know, I quite like odd people. Alright, I'm going to bed because I'm knackered. 

ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean

It's a bit ridiculous how much I love iOS7. It's just so pretty to look at. It's been a pretty tiresome few days. I only had five hours of sleep tonight, and it wasn't nearly enough. Going from the night shift the previous day, to the day shift the next day, feels a bit like you've been working a whole day. Anyway, I'm really fond of my "praksis", as the atmosphere between everyone is just awesome. It's like the way J.D. and I act towards together-- sarcasm and jokes. Especially today. J.D. and I were sat together sorting out medicine, and we held this entirely sarcastic conversation with J.D.'s nurse supervisor, who is actually quite hilarious. It was just a very hilarious day. The week just started, but it's also soon the end of it. And that means I have a looooong weekend off. And that will probably be spent doing school work. Ha, sounds so alluring. However, I think I've been slacking with school work, as I've been completely focused at the math exam. Right now however, I might let myself read a fan fiction before bed. Because I really do need some sleep tonight. Can't keep going on sleeping only for five hours every day. Also, I'm listening to playlists on 8tracks inspired by Zayn Malik. Those are the best-- so chill. Right, sleep tight. 

even when we're miles and miles apart you're still holding all of my heart

Niall and Harry on one of the thousand golf dates they've been to. So endearing.

When we grew up, our shadows grew up too. But they’re just old ghosts that we grow attached to.

Oh, there's new pictures of Niall and Harry golfing together. Harry in black, and Niall in white attire. It's a bit amusing, because it's like they're representing Yin and Yang, which is used to describe how seemingly opposite or contrary forces are interconnected and interdependent. And if you think about it, before One Direction, Harry and Niall would be so unlikely to become friends. Like, they're so different it's a bit amusing. Anyway, the tour starts back up again today. So, to me everything seems right in the world again. What a relief. The other day I went to Ikea in order to buy some stuff for Kiwi, but I also bought myself a humongous vanilla scented candle among other things. It's something I always do, and it reminds me of winter and Christmas. But seriously, it's humongous. I lit it yesterday as I was reading a fan fiction in the dark before bed. The nice thing about changing my windows and not having curtains, is that I can watch the moon at night. And it is lovely. I can however, not wait for curtains though, because my windows are really big, and basically, you can see everything from the outside. My sister went home today, and I said my farewells yesterday as I didn't think I'd be able to wake up at 6:00 am. Well, I probably could, but then I'd have a really hard time falling asleep again, and I really needed some sleep tonight. I tried "Siri" on my phone for the first time today, because I've always been afraid she'll redirect me to something I don't want. And rightly so, she did today. When I asked to listen to Drake, she called up my old teacher. And thinking of all the things she could possibly do, that would be the last thing on my list. So you know, I might just keep doing my old strategy-- do not use Siri. I need to do school work today, as I sort of, you know, procrastinated yesterday. Just because I'm stupid like that. And if I'm not incorrect, I'll probably procrastinate some more later. You know, on Friday, before I went to Kiwi's, we (my family) had a conversation with my nephew, David, over the phone. And apparently, he's learned to sing The Fox. Well, bits of it. And it was so sweet, listening to him singing. Also, my sister said that whenever he sees the dress I'm supposed to wear to my sister's wedding, he points and says "auntie's dress". I think my heart melted a bit. I also nearly started to cry when I saw this little stylish girl trailing after her dad when I was waiting for the train to Kiwi later. Alright, actually have to get moving now. Happy Monday to you all, begone and do something productive. We like being productive. That's great. 

You'll be balance when I waver. I'll be warmth when you are shivering cold. You'll be patience when I've had enough of this waiting game

Okay, so not "probably Monday". But hi, it's Sunday and it's been a few great days, and now I'm back home. Friday was a very stressful day, as I had "praksis" from 8:00 am to 3:30 pm. But because there were so much to do, I stayed back an additional time. When I got home I ate with my family. Then I finished my drawing to Kiwi, before I went ahead to start packing. I was supposed to be at Kiwi's at 7:00 pm, but I didn't end up at her place before 8:30 pm. On the way to the train, I actually met Stone again. It was slightly odd seeing him outside the kindergarten, but it was nice to speak with him again. Also in future reference to myself, when someone says "I've missed you", it's probably nice to say it back rather than "oh, that's sweet". Along with Kiwi, Sugar, Marble and my belieber friend, we danced and sang along to various songs. And with a bit alcohol in the picture, everyone gets a bit buzzed. We did a bit of humming and miming, and whatnot. The videos after nights like these are always amusing to watch. I don't think I ever drink that much, but nevertheless, it's good these weekends only happen once in awhile, because I don't like the thought of poisoning my body. We went to this very hipster-ish place, and it was really cozy and nice. But of course the music was a bit different from my liking. I'm not so very keen on rave whenever I'm out. It's just-- can't really get a rhythm going? And it's much nicer when you can sing along to a song? But maybe that's just me. I had a Gin and Tonic, and a Vodka Cranberry. And I've decided that the profession "bartender" sounds appealing. Except for the late hours, the deafening music of night clubs, and having to go home late at night. So, maybe not that appealing, but still. Anyway, we ended up in bed at 5:00 am, after chasing down any 7/11's that sold Vienna sausages. I woke up at 9:00 am, because four people sleeping in a little space makes the space really warm. But it wasn't until 10:00 am, that everyone awoke properly. But at that time, Kiwi and I had been chatting a bit. Obviously, we were all really tired when we got on with the day. Everyone went home to themselves a bit, before we met up at Sugar's house. I almost fell asleep on the train a few times. We had a girls night in, and ate taco along with loads of snacks. I might have eaten a bit too much of everything, but that's how it goes when I see something I want. I just don't limit myself. When my belieber friend left, Kiwi and I joined her in the car to have a bit of a song-in-car-with-loud-bass-rave, and it was really nice as per usual. Also, I'm trying to erase my belieber friend's disliking of crossing personal space. Which is why I was sat cuddled over her at multiple times during the night. And it was entirely justified because she kept hitting me. I think we ended up in bed at 2:30 am? At least I think I was in bed at that time, after having a chat with Sugar about horses. In which Sugar was half asleep on the sofa and uninterested in my tales about horses. Unlike Friday night, we slept a great deal longer, and we would have slept longer if it wasn't for Sugar waking us. We had a lovely breakfast and chatted about whatever. Well, the others did, whilst I zoned out multiple times. After that, we got dressed in a hurry, before we went to take the train to Oslo to meet Ale. Well, Sugar and I went to meet Ale. We sat down in a restaurant/cafe and grabbed some grub, before we went to explore Yogurt Heaven, as it was something Ale really wanted to try. After that Sugar left us, and Ale and I wandered down towards Aker Brygge, where the sun was so bright and piercing. I parted my ways with Ale shortly after that, and now I'm at home. End of my adventurous and tiresome weekend. I now need to do school work, and other boring stuff that. Also, I realised I had recorded Grand Designs Australia. Not, with Kevin McCloud in other words, and I'm so disappointed. Anyway, I've just updated to iOS 7, and it's so pretty. I'm usually not that big fan of change, but iOS 7 is very similar to android phones, and that's a great thing. So I'm very positive about this change, except for a few minor things. Alright, I'm going to go now, because I really need to go. 

Hello world, hope you're listening. Forgive me if I’m young for speaking out of turn. There’s someone I’ve been missing. I think that they could be the better half of me. They’re in the wrong place trying to make it right, but I’m tired of justifying. So I say to you come home

Hiya. Yesterday I did indeed head into school. I wasn't that productive because I was just so bloody tired of math. Burnt out. But it wasn't until 8:00 pm before I went down to the cafeteria to join Sugar and Kiwi. We had a bit of a laugh as per usual. Honestly, over-tiredness makes things so funny. Maybe I should just be overtired more? Anyway, as of today the math exam is done and over with. Unless it turns out that I've not passed-- in that case I'll still be doing math the next weeks. Months? Who knows. It wasn't the hardest exam, but I'm still unsure to whether I passed. My sister came home today, but like me, she will be gone the next few days, and back on Sunday. I find it a bit odd how it fits perfectly with my tight schedule. It's like faith. Or maybe just lucky coincidence. I'm watching "I Kveld Med Ylvis", and it's a bit distracting. Sometimes when I'm blogging, I'm doing other things simultaneously, which means I can literally spend hours writing a blogpost. Anyway, One Direction announced new dates for the "Where We Are" tour, and as suspected, they aren't coming to Norway. Unless something happens and they decide to come here anyway, but I think that's highly unlikely. Although I did sort of know they weren't coming, it's still really disappointing and sad. And I might have gone around and sulked and complained to my younger sister. I can't wait for tomorrow-- or, just the whole weekend really. See you on Sunday? Or Monday. Probably Monday, yes. 

blew ‘em all away with the kisses unclean as the words that you say

It's not that I don't like Harry Styles, it's just that my Twitter has been spammed with at least two hundred pictures of him from the Burberry show. And only the Burberry show. And that's not even it, there's been a total of approx 400 tweets with pictures of Harry from all the things he's been up to the past week. I'd much rather like to see a few pictures of Niall Horan, who's gone AWOL down under for the past week. There's literally been a total of six pictures of him. That's .. a really small amount compared to Harry Styles. Enough complaints though, I'm a bit curious as to why Cal(vin) Aurand is still hanging around One Direction, when he was really just in the picture because of This Is Us? Harry Styles spent a week or something in L.A. with Cal, and it doesn't really surprise me that much, because it's Harry, and he's best pals with Cal. However, I am very surprised that Cal is currently down under, also known as Australia (should I have explained that before? soz, sometimes I assume you know everything I know) with Niall and Niall's family. What do I have to do to become Cal Aurand? He's a photographer and hangs around One Direction. Anyway, Niall just tweeted about Harry eating an orange during Drake's performance at the VMA's. You know, I'm pretty sure Niall would be a really big fanboy of One Direction, had he not been in the band itself. Yesterday, the supervisor I was supposed to follow on my "praksis" was sick, so I followed J.D.'s supervisor. And it was great. Honestly, I think all of the supervisors at my "praksis" are great. I basically got to do everything today, the supervisor was just there in the background and helped whenever I needed it and answered my questions. After "praksis" I went home for a quick meal before I went to school to do math. And apparently Sugar was there too, except we were unsocial and sat in entirely different floors. It wasn't until 7:00 pm, that I went to join her down in the cafeteria with Kiwi as well. And the nice thing about being overtired, is that things that usually are lame, becomes hilarious. And it's really hard to stop the giggles. I was supposed to wake up early and go to school in order to do math today. But I was just so tired last night, and it was pouring with rain when I was finally up at clothed. I've been sat in the sofa watching an episode of Grand Designs, and now MTV Live whilst doing math. I think I'll head into school later, when I'm feeling up to it. Jeez, I'm so lazy these days, and I'm so stressed with things not even related to the math exam tomorrow. Also, whenever autumn comes around, I don't take that much pictures at all. Bah, it's just, autumn. Cold and rain. I don't mind rain, but cold weather and rain is horrible. Absolutely horrible. Gritting teeth and numb fingers. Ew. 

do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go, but I fell in love on the seaside

My sister just came inside my room bearing her new baby-- a new computer. It appears that we're not changing windows today, but probably tomorrow. The weather is finally matching what I associate with autumn. So I've stacked all my books on top of each other in await for the new windows. I just hope the stack won't collapse. 100 life points to the universe whenever songs on random playlists I listen to these days match the fanfictions I read. It feels like destiny each time, although it's more likely to be coincidence. I've been listening to random playlists in search for some new good music. I fall in love and out of love with songs every day, and it's like an endless need to find new things to listen to. Almost like a need I have to fulfill in order to survive. Maybe it's just the shift in the weather, the autumn is here at last, and maybe that's why I crave new music. I suppose autumn is pretty, but I think it's one of my least favorite seasons. Just because it means school, and the end of summer, and petty weather. But I suppose it brings good things as well. Like days inside with your favorite book and a cup of tea. Or fashion. Which, speaking of, I watched the Burberry show today, and it was filmed with an iPhone 5S-- I think, if I didn't read wrong. And it's impressive, but I finally understood why the quality wasn't top notch either. Which, seems a bit odd to me-- shouldn't they want to broadcast the show in high quality? Anyway, I only watch the Burberry shows, because I fell in love with Burberry back in 2010, and I can't be bothered to give any other designers a chance. Admittedly I didn't find this collection very striking. Out of all the pieces, there were only one thing I thought was gorgeous. It's the dress shaped as a coat? I'm not quite sure what it was, but it was in a dark pink colour and it was just so gorgeous and flowy. Odd fact about me-- I dream about Christopher Bailey, the chief designer of Burberry, probably more than I dream about One Direction. You know that fan fiction I read yesterday? Well, it's a chapter one, and it's only updated once a week. And the next update is the ending. And I read all those chapters just to find out that I have to wait until Friday before I can read the remaining bit. And it's not like I even have time to read it. Actually, I don't really have time to sit here writing either. And all the procrastination I've done today. I actually re-watched the Grand Designs episode where they built a house on Isle of Skye, Scotland. Oh wait, it appears that the window person came along anyway. And my sister seems to have removed her stuff into my bedroom, which is great. She just said "well hello, I'll be camping in your room". So I'm just going to go now, and do some math. Because I've procrastinated long enough.

she'll make me shiver without warning

Hello. I just told my sister over the dinner table "I really don't want to wake up early tomorrow". She shrugged, and said "neither do I, but that's just a thing we've got to do". She can be a grown up when she wants to. I woke up at 09:30 am today, and I decided to have my brekkie outside on the doorsteps. I love having a bit of time for myself to think about things. The past three days I've actually done one hundred math problems in total. That's productive for me, and I'm giving myself a slap on the back. I had planned on watching Grand Designs throughout the day, as it's reruns on Sundays. Sadly I realized that I've seen all those episodes, so I settled for math instead. Between doing math I daydreamed about floating on my back in the water. And just watch the blue sky. That sounds so idyllic to me, except for the part where it probably leaves me a lot of time to think, and although I like to think a bit, I shouldn't think too much because then I start think about really serious things, and that's not as much fun. I also read a fan fiction between my short math breaks. It's about 1579 pages on iBook on my iPhone, which is so long. I've yet to finish it, and I should probably jump in the shower, but I'd rather finish it first. Also, I might be losing my bedroom tomorrow, because we're currently changing windows and doors and whatnot. It's a bit of a nightmare, and I've just removed all of my books from the window frame. Even if I start 07:30 am tomorrow, I'm done at 12:00 am, which is great. Hopefully I'll be as productive then as I've been throughout this weekend. Speaking of weekends, I really really look forward to next weekend. Not only will I be done with the math exam, but it appears that my sister is coming along to briefly visit us. It's a bit hilarious how well it fits with my own plans, because she's supposed to be away the days I'm gone as well. Alright, I'll see if I can finish reading this fan fiction before it gets too late. 

when I was young I fell in love with story

I was just looking at plane tickets and at houses in Primrose Hill in my little break from math, when Ale called me. I've been dreaming of a big white loft on the top of an industrial building with a view over London. With a big desk enough to room everything I want to, and walls decorated with framed pictures I've taken myself. That would be a dream-- it is a dream. I think I've been watching Grand Designs a bit too much. Anyway, Ale called me because she's coming to Oslo next weekend, which is one of all the exciting things that will happen next weekend. Kiwi is having her housewarming party on Friday, Sugar is having a girls night in on Saturday, and then on Sunday I'm meeting up with Ale. Luckily I have the nightshift at my "praksis" on Monday. I'm currently watching the rerun of "I Kveld Med Ylvis" from Thursday, because I didn't have time to watch it on Thursday. To be completely honest, I was a bit disappointed with the first broadcast of the season. I didn't find the sketches all to humorous, and I think the Ylvis brothers suck as interviewers, which I've always thought. But the episode I just watched now, the second broadcast of the season-- was hilarious. I hope they keep it up like this. My only problem is that I'm usually supposed to be in bed when the episodes are broadcasted. Well, if I want to get enough sleep, that is. Oh dear, I sound like an old lady. I'm watching Grand Designs again, and dear god, they are building a house in Scotland, and Christ, it's such a gorgeous landscape that I could cry. It's only been a month since I was in Aalesund, which sounds crazy because it feels like ages. And I find that I really miss nature. I really miss the easy access to mountains, ocean, and whatnot. I'm just going to go through my own pictures now and mourn. I have almost one week off in the end of September, and I'm contemplating whether I should travel somewhere. I really want to, but I'm not sure where yet. But my horoscope seems to be quite accurate today: "You may be dreaming about doing something outrageous that scares you as much as it excites you.". That's always nice. Anyway, I need to continue doing math now. I've only got five days left. 

Down by the river by the boats where everybody goes to be alone, where you wont see any rising sun. Down to the river we will run

If I could just cry for a thousand years, maybe these emotions would go away. I don't think they will, though. Come along weekend, I need to be reacquainted with my bed and the darkness the duvet will provide.

I don't understand why they cut out scenes like this from This Is Us. This is like the epitome of why I love One Direction this much. I wish the DVD/blu-ray would contain hours of extra material.

how will you speak to that horse?

Hiyaaaaaaaaa. I'm feeling really giddy at the moment. In about thirty minutes I'm going to watch "I Kveld Med Ylvis", and it's so weird how much I've been looking forward to it. Today I went to school and had a math lesson. I was smart enough to sit down with the smart kids. I find that when it comes to math, it's good to sit with someone who can explain things you don't understand. It worked out really well for me, ha-ha. Afterwards I met up with Kiwi and we walked across the whole school to find a place to sit. It seems like our school is proper full these days. I don't understand whether it's new students, or if we've always been many students. Kiwi and I had a little nervous conversation about the Norwegian election. I mean, I know it's not the end of the world. However, when we've had so little change in politics for the last years, I reckon each little change will be looked upon as big regardless if it's little in reality. I asked Marble to come over to our school and chat a bit about politics, but she was already on her way home. Instead I spoke to her on the phone for almost an hour. The reason why I wanted to talk politics with her, is because I know she knows a lot about politics. And I knew it would calm me to listen to her views about the election. During our conversation, I got a message from Sugar, telling us to come over to her. I told this to Marble, and she jokingly said "oh that bitch". So I ended the hour-long conversation with Marble, packed up and went to meet Sugar, who was eating pizza when we spotted her. I think Kiwi, Sugar and I had really great discussions today-- weird ones too. One of my favorite things about my friends is that I feel so comfortable asking them for advice and whatnot. Albeit decisions comes down to you as a person, it's nice to hear other's views and thoughts. Among all the themes we were chatting about, Kiwi and Sugar were sweet enough to say that they thought I'd be a good parent. When I got home, I asked my sister what she thought about the matter, and she shrugged and answered "I don't know". This is my youngest sister whom I've known for 16 years. Feels really reassuring. Anyway, tomorrow it's back to "praksis". It's not that I'm not looking forward to it, it's just the thought of leaving my bed for that many hours, and I don't look forward to become tired. Also, because my nurse supervisor is on her holiday this week, I have other supervisors for the rest of the week. I'm not at all bothered about this, because these are supervisors I've all had prior to tomorrow. However, it seems that every time I'm with the supervisor I have tomorrow, something happens. It's like there's never an easy day with her. Alright, I'm going to watch television now. YLVIS FTW. 

may these words be the first to find your ears

Here's the packaging for the perfume. I mean, if you squint a bit, it's not really that bad. But I still think they've chosen really bad candid's of the lads. Well, if you'd blown up Zayn's face on the whole packaging, I think it would be nice, because Zayn's face is always nice. Especially in the commercial for this perfume-- he looks so nice. The commercial itself takes the piss out of regular commercials for perfumes, and it's worth to give a look, so here's the link as well. Also, I've found that I really like the roses on the rest of the packaging, because they remind me of black/white rose tattoos, and that's not a bad association in my mind. And oh wow, their new album "Midnight Memories" is on pre-order, and it's got 18 songs? That's a bit more than I had expected. And now I'm strangely excited for their new music. I say strangely because I don't think I was excited for "Take Me Home" last year. Which again, I have to point out-- their album was out just 10 months ago. It just overwhelms me how quick paced the growth of One Direction is. Honestly this year I've gone to a concert, watched their film, bought their perfume, their book, and then it's their album coming out in November. To put it nicely, it's not economically wise to be a fan of One Direction. What I really do appreciate though, is that all the albums have been released in the month of November. It sort of gives a feeling of some stability within the One Direction craziness. When One Direction are on break, I have this weird urge to know where each member is. Not down to what city and whatever, but it's just nice to know which country they are located in. From what I know now, Liam, Zayn and Louis are in the UK. Harry is in America, and Niall is strangely in Australia. Well, they are continuing their Take Me Home tour in Australia in two weeks, but I can't get my head around why Niall is in Australia. And this is where I think to myself "what a loon you are. Why do you need to know that?". I think it would be a wise decision to quit One Direction. Think of how much time I would have left over. Anyway, I've been really lazy throughout my weekend. But it's Monday now, and my brother has left, so I'm going to get back into my study-mode. There's only 10 days left until the math exam. That's ridiculously worrying. And I still have the "regular" school work to finish as well. I think I forgot how little time I actually have during the weekend, because I've basically just been lazying around. Reading loads of fan fictions actually. Now as autumn is here, there's loads of good telly as well, so I might actually start regularly watching television for a change. The weather is fucking with my head, because it's September and it's supposed to be autumn. The leaves on the tree outside my window are falling to the ground and it's become a mixture of green, yellow and orange. But yesterday I was walking around in the garden with my shorts on. I'm not going to complain, because who knows how long the winter will last us, if the summer has decided to stay for this long. I'm currently listening to the EP: Atlas by Sleeping At Last, and I just can't get over how much I love their lyrics. It's like I fall in love with each song, regardless of the actual tune. I've actually fallen asleep to this EP on several occasions, because Sleeping At Last is usually nice and calming. I'm going to read some fan fiction, and then I'm defnitely going to do school work. Honestly, I am. 

your heart is your masterpiece and I’ll keep it safe

If you were here in my presence just for an hour, I would like for you to lie down on the white covered bed, a contrast to your sunburned and freckled skin. Unclothed to feel your warm skin against mine, I would like to push kisses onto your eyelids, down to the bridge of your nose and one in the corner of your mouth. I would like to trace the outlines of your face with my hands. Carefully, making sure to memorize each outline. I would like to slowly put open mouthed kisses your distinct jawline. I would like to hide my face in the crook of your neck and inhale the remnants of your cologne. I would like to follow your collarbone with my mouth, and graze you with my teeth. I would like to encircle your hand and put my fingers to your arteria radialis and feel your pulse beating. But mostly I would love to put my head to your chest and fall asleep to the sound and feeling of your beating heart. 

tiny paws up the hill, suddenly you're standing still

Oh god, I did it. I went ahead and bought "Our Moment" and the bottle looks as horrendous as I had expected. Well, to be fair, the bottle itself looks fine, but it's the cap with pink fringe-- oh dear, even the thought of pink fringe makes me cringe. But the scent itself is nice, and subtle. On my left hand I've got "Our Moment" by One Direction sprayed, on my right hand I've got "Roses" by Chloè sprayed. And I really notice the difference. Because "Our Moment" is subtle, the scent fades away after a few hours. Whereas "Roses" is far from subtle, and after a few hours it's finally got to the point where I don't think it's too strong. I'm not so fond of strong scented perfumes, and "Roses" by Chloè is one. But each to their taste. "Our Moment" does remind me of another perfume-- I just can't put my finger to which perfume it resembles. You know what? I think that the lads in One Direction are very affectionate-- at least Zayn is. Because in the interview this gif is from, it's like he's completely unaffected by Niall giving him a little kiss on the cheek (can I have one too?). Like it's completely normal. Which is why I think it is normal for them. Precious little ones. I slept in this morning, and when I woke up I read two fan fictions, which combined was about 500 pages on iBooks. When I walked downstairs to grab some breakfast, I literally shouted "what??". Because my bloody brother was sat on the couch. And I was like "what are you doing here? Don't you have school?". My dad laughed from where he was sat on his computer and said "you never know when he comes to visit, do you?". He's staying until Monday. And I've still got no idea why he's here. But this means I can force him to watch the Grand Design marathon with me. Like them good ol' days. I actually bought The Fox by Ylvis on iTunes yesterday-- just because I love the bridge. And it's actually on first spot on the Norwegian iTunes list. It's hilarious, is what it is. Now I really can't wait for "I Kveld Med Ylvis", and I rarely ever watch television. But I think I'm actually going to try watching the whole season of the talk show. Right now I'm going to munch on some popsicle and then I'm going to do math. I might even be really cool and awesome and go for an early evening. 

your fur is red, so beautiful like an angel in disguise

The first thing I did when I got home (other than changing clothes) was to do math. Great priorities! Today has been a really great day. Not only did I finally get to see This Is Us, but I also met up with my pals, of whom I've not seen in two weeks. Except for my belieber friend, who I've not seen for three weeks? Probably. But somehow it felt like I'd not seen them in light years. I woke up at 9:30 am, after having slept in. And then I did school work and math until 2:00 pm. Then I got dressed. I met up with Kiwi, Marble, my belieber friend, Sugar and her younger sister at 3:30 pm. And then we got to the cinema shortly after. The movie didn't start before 4:15 pm. And thing is that I genuinely thought I'd be really disappointed by the movie. I think I must have read a comment or something that's made me believe that the movie was really disappointing. I quite loved it, though I'd prefer Morgan Spurlock to not edit out so much, and just make a movie that lasted for hours. Yeah, that'd be good. Within the first 15 minutes my jaws were aching from smiling so much. I can't believe I thought I'd be disappointed, when I know One Direction always makes me smile. I really did sit in my seat, massaging my jaw, whilst watching the movie. The thing about the movie, is that it made me feel really somber. And it wasn't even like the footage of the families being emotional. It was the concert footage that got me the most. Because it literally rewound the memories of the concert I attended, which technically was four months ago today. And it made me think that it was the first and last concert I'll ever attend of One Direction. And most of all, the movie made me think of the end. Anyways, I'm going to watch it again, because it was far too short, and my younger sister has even said yes to go. After the movie, we went to Yaya's to eat. We were sat in a tiny booth, so we were quite overheated. I think we sat for three hours? And then we decided to walk to the central train station. Sugar and her sister said their goodbyes, because they didn't want to walk. So, Kiwi, Marble, my belieber friend and I walked through the dark streets of Oslo. And it was really cozy. I actually almost prefer Oslo at night because there is an atmosphere completely different to the one at mornings and afternoons. Also, I'm not fond of crowds with people-- I actually quite hate it. Anyway, we did a bit of window shopping and looked at the wedding rings. We must have spent quite a lot of time strolling around-- I think maybe 1,5 hour. I got home at 11:30 am, which is the same I did last night. I'm currently listening to The Fox by Ylvis, and though it's a spoof, I really like the song? Moreso because of when they sing "your fur is red, so beautiful like an angel in disguise. But if you meet a friendly horse will you communicate with m-o-o-o-rse [...]". I really am a sucker for harmonies. But the Ylvis brothers are actually great singers, and I'm pretty sure Vegard could have made a name in the music industry if he'd wanted to. I'm going to log onto Tumblr now, after banning it because of the movie. I'm a bit afraid to be honest-- there will probably be so much I've missed. Also, One Direction released the name and date of their third album. To be honest, I think the name suits the perfume more. It's called Midnight Memories. But then again, if you think of it, they've been rather clever? Up All Night, Take Me Home, Midnight Memories. What's the next gonna be called? "5:00 am". Alright, bon nuit lovelies. 

Morning xx. There's bird shit on my windows, and I can't decide whether it looks like a long spoon, or a drawn sperm. Anyway, I've realised that I like things to be organized-- I made a schedule down to each hour for the next three weeks. Don't worry though, it's to guarantee that I spend some time doing math each day. Also, I'm very fond of lists. It's just such a great feeling being able to cross away a task you've finished. Especially if you have loads of errands to do. It's only to cope with having loads to do-- I'm not evolving an OCD. I'm currently listening to Little Mix performing live, because they are so damn good, and it's no secret that I love harmonies. I'm going to jump in the shower soon, because I have the late shift at my "praksis" today. I'm just a bit stressed, because along with my math exam (?) coming up, I also have "normal" school work, so I need to find time to finish that as well. Hopefully it won't be too much of a hassle. And when it comes to school work and stress and just life decisions, I ask myself "will this matter a year from now?". And then it's quite simple, isn't it? 

people are all the same and we only get judged by what we do

I'm going down memory lane tonight. I have this box full of memories and I decided to do a bit of cleaning because I sometimes tend to keep unnecessary things. I love going through the box, because all the memories hits me so forcefully. And sometimes there are things that will remind me of memories, songs or whatever. This time I was reminded of Ugly by the Sugababes. Oh my god, I loved that song when I was younger. Are Sugababes still together? I would highly recommend keeping a memory box. I got the idea from my older sister, and I've kept one for at least five years. I'm going to continue clean now, and then I might fit in some math. I cannot wait for Friday to come, because obviously-- This Is Us. But to be fair, I probably look more forward to catch up with my amigos. It's been so long, and I especially felt it when I bumped into Sugar today (twice). Even gave her a hug, which I don't do too often. Maybe I should become a hugger? Yeah, alright. I'm going to try to become a hugger. That's my life goal. 

but we can't dream when we're wide awake or fall in love with a heart too strong to break

It's far too early to listen to Christmas music. Yet here I am sitting in my bedroom listening to Michael Buble's Christmas album. I'm going to blame it on my belieber friend.

we've learned to brace for the worst and to read the last pages first

Hello September, I hope you'll be good to me. Did you know it's three months until December? Which means it's basically Christmas? Life is flying away quickly, and it's so hard to keep up with the days. I wasn't exactly looking forward to waking up at 6:00 am today, but I wasn't dreading "praksis" as I used to at my last "praksis". J.D. and I was talking today and he said "I actually look forward to every day" and I couldn't agree more. This is actually fun, which is a thing I'd never expect. But it is tiresome, and it's hard trying to fit in school work each day when I feel so tired. And I'm growing very worried about the test I'm supposed to have 19th September. I don't think I'll pass it, and that's rather discouraging, but I guess life goes on. My only hope is to work hard. I just have to try making a system, so I won't come home and procrastinate for the whole day. Sleeping At Last lyrics and I should be best friends. Honestly, they really are like reading poetry sometimes. And they take my breath away all the time. I'm currently watching women pushing out their babies. After Grand Designs with Kevin McCloud, watching babies getting delivered is my favorite thing. Oh my god, the woman managed to give vaginal birth to her twins, and it almost seemed like she didn't have any problems in labor. That's wow. She's lucky. Anyway, I'm going to grab some grub. And then I'm doing some school work before I get an early night. Need to get more than 6 hours sleep like I did today. 

surrender feels safe

What if you're not sad or happy. What if that smile you're sporting feels too wide and fake? What if those tears staining your cheeks feels forced? What if you have a dictionary in front of you, but you still can't put words to what you're feeling. What if this tightness in your chest never goes away?