starting to forget the way you look at me

(Picture: this Tumblr here)
Hiya. Today I didn't have a nightmare about missing a flight. Instead I woke up at 5-ish. And I can't decide what I dislike most. Yeah, I'm gonna go with the last, especially since I went to bed at 1:00 am. Which means I only had about four hours of sleep. I don't like being sleep deprived. I just woke up completely awake at 5:00, so I just thought fuck it, might as well just wake up then. So instead of trying to get more sleep (I already knew that wouldn't work), I read another story on Wattpad. Surprise. And when I was waiting for the bus I saw this guy that really reminded me of Chris from Skins, cast number one - which is where I got the "fuck it-attitude" from. And I just had to stifle my little laugh. Since I've come home from school, I made myself some pasta. It's probably my guilty pleasure. But it's soo yummy sometimes. I felt bad about eating just pasta and scrambled eggs, so I decided to eat some avocado with it as well. Some days ago, my dad just came in to the living room, and was like "Why haven't you eaten the avocado? I bought it for you". And I was like scrunching up my nose, trying to get my face to match my thoughts of avocado. "I don't even eat avocado," I shrugged. But seeing as it was the only "green" thing in the fridge, I thought I'd might as well use it too. And I must admit, I don't dislike it. I cannot make up my mind whether I like it or not. It was just there you know. Like cucumber sometimes. It tastes like water, nothing special (in the first world, not speaking for those who don't have the amount of water as us. Again, the voices inside my head is now shouting at me for being so careless). Wow, now you know how much I can write about the experience of eating avocado. I probably could have stretched it sooo much longer. Since eating my pasta, I've just been reading really. And spoken with my friends via. the lovely Internet. Oh what would I do without Internet? No, without electricity? It's a shame to say so, but I'd probably be smarter, spending even more time reading. I also skyped with my sister and my nephew, and he's growing up so fast. It's like every day his face becomes bigger and fatter. And his smile is so contagious. Seriously though, it really is. Since I've got to get up early tomorrow, I think I'm heading for bed soon. Plus the fact that I'm slightly sleep deprived now. Oh my gosh, I'm so excited for tomorrow, it's stupid. It feels like Christmas morning to me. Talking about the surgery of course. I'm going to wear one of those hospital gowns! This is actually getting quite silly. Right, now I'm going to write a few notes before going to bed. That is if the house doesn't blow down by the ridiculous wind outside. And if I don't die of heat, because, it's getting hot in here so take off all your clothes. 

penny and dimes for a kiss

Please listen to this cover of Call Me Maybe. It's so beautiful, and I've loved Savannah since I first heard Goodbyes. Which in all honesty is a really long time, and I can't even remember how I bumped into her and her lovely voice. I got home from a lecture in anatomy and physiology two hours ago, and I actually felt a bit accomplished, like I understood something. It really does help reading, and this will only motivate me further. Ah, next week I'm going to Bergen. I simply cannot wait for new surroundings and new places to explore. Right now I'm actually going to read. Again. Ha, my life is really exciting. Not. But hey, this is actually something I understand without having to read it a hundred times. I am already looking forward to the weekend, but to be honest, I only have like two school days this week. 'Cause I'm going to be a rebel and skip out on Wednesday. Alright, jokes, would you ever believe that I'm a rebel? I'm having my surgery that day, and it still feels so odd that I'm excited for it. I decided to postpone #Shaytember a week, considering that mother nature decided to step in, and of course the surgery. However, I am still going with it, but it will just end in October instead. I am feeling oddly aware of the fact that One Direction is now in the states. It almost made me a bit saddened when they took off, just because they are further apart from me. Am I going crazy? Someone please slap me to senses! Oh gosh people. The dreams of missing flights are on repeat. This time I missed my plane from China back home. I was still so stressed when I woke up today, thinking I had missed my plane. Luckily it was just a dream, but darn, those are really vivid. And out of all things in this world, I'd really hate to miss a flight. Let's just hope it doesn't actually happen in the near future. That is an experience I'd like to skip out on.

I wish I was strong enough to lift not one, but both of us

I spotted a new bruise after my shower today. On my arm. And so I just had to search up some clues. And it seems to be a possibility that I lack some vitamins. But there is a lot of answer when you google things, and you'll never be sure unless you visit the doctor. Seeing as this is a fairly little important issue, I probably won't. Oh gosh, I had a really vivid dream about missing the plane to Bergen. And it was so stressful because I didn't know when my plane went, so I had to find it on my e-mail on my iPhone, and I couldn't find it. And yeah, it just turned really weird. I always have these dreams whenever I am flying somewhere. Always. Ah, I really like this picture. First of all. It's black and white, and most of the time it gets prettier that way. But the whole scenario too. The lads are sitting at a table with posters of themselves behind them. Fairly old pictures of themselves - that is. Must be kind of awkward seeing yourself looking so different. I know for a fact that I would've cringed if it was me. I am also very fond of Zayn's hat, and how no one looks into the camera. It's just a really good picture. The white wall against the black table, the shadows that the blitz have made. Just everything. I had to smile when I saw a conversation on Twitter between Niall Horan and Ed Sheeran. Made my day.

Niall: I dont like jet lag! He's evil ! He just threw a bucket of water over me t wake me up at 6 am!oh no that was a glass of water I spilt #wee

Ed: @NiallOfficial you tweet some weird shit mate

Niall: @edsheeran why thank you Edward! Love u too ! Haha

my friends are in the bathroom, getting higher than the empire state

Do you ever wake up with new bruises? I do. And it's so odd sometimes. Mostly it's on my shins, and I don't think much more about it. Because who knows, I might have walked straight into something without noticing. But the other day, as I was applying body moisturizer after a shower, I noticed a bruise on the back of my thigh. And that really is suspicious - because how do you get a bruise there? I don't know. Maybe I walk in sleep and attack people, you know. Anyways. I've just finished cleaning my bedroom, changing my bed sheets  and giving my books a new home. Hence the pictures. I've actually placed them on a little shelf inside one of my closets. But seeing as I didn't actually use it (I like to have my clothing on display), I just thought I'd move my books in there. I've had them in my window ever since I switched to this room, and it was always a temporary place. You shouldn't place books in the window frame. They get discolored and things like that. But now as I've moved them there, my bedroom almost feels a bit naked. When we were in Trondheim, we went into this little used book store, and they had like a library in the basement. And there were so many books. Heaven, I tell you. I didn't actually buy anything, because I'm being good with my money. It was something there that really caught my eye, but I let it slip, since I couldn't say yes to the question I always ask myself in these sorts of times - do you really need it? My mum and sisters however, bought a load of books. I might actually snap a photo of my sisters, because it is a beauty. Yesterday I went to bed at 2:30, because I was so busy writing, I didn't actually notice the time. And then I woke up 10:00 today. And I don't know why. I've been waking up at that time each day this weekend, and it's really bugging me, seeing as I go to bed so late. It's like - hey I actually need my sleep you know. Anyways, I'm going to carry on writing notes for anatomy and physiology. Am I the only one dreading tomorrow? I don't like what Mondays symbolizes. Please listen to this cover of We Are Young. It's amazing.

you light up my world like nobody else

I'm walking on sunshine. Hiya! I woke up today by the sound of a text message in a really heated bedroom. I guess we'll have a little repeat of summer before it's finally gone. I haven't watched Shaytards or anything related to it in months. And I guess I do feel a bit guilty every time I see a new video popping up in my subscription box. And I know Shay did a video or something about how people wish "the old Shay" back. He responded with something like that he didn't want to go back to that life, where he was overweight and had a struggle to be a good dad, and just generally doing things he'd like. But who would? Who would go back from losing over a hundred pounds? No one really. But I will admit that I too miss "the old Shay". But not his body. His wit, his humor, his pep talks, etc. Mostly his humor. I don't know, but there is something with Shay's humor these days that don't appeal to me. Today when I woke up, however, I did watch a Shayloss video. I've always loved those, because Shay Carl can be such a good speaker. His pep talks are so effective. They somehow always make me think. The video was about something named #Shaytember - which basically is a month where you set a lot of different goals. It's full of Shay-logic. If you really want something, you can actually do it. Sure, there are some goals that takes longer to reach. However, if you really sit down and plan, you will probably reach it someday. I didn't realise that I had missed his pep talks this much, and so when he told everyone to take five push-ups with him, I did. I have decided to join in on the #Shaytember. My goals are to run once each week. Training and fitness always get neglected when I start school, because I'm so busy. And whenever I'm not reading for school, I like to take a break on the computer. And then there's no time left for fitness. And as the years has flown away, I've only become more aware of the importance of fitness. I've never really been good at eating healthy. In fact I like to stuff myself with unhealthy food. Our body is a masterpiece really. We take it for granted. And I know that someday your heart might just stop. Or a brain bleed. Or anything like that. You have to be aware of those kinds of dangers too. Not just the dangers out in the world. Have you ever watched House? Then you'll know what I mean. My other goal is to finish reading the chapters in Anatomy and physiology that I've missed. And then it's my last: I want to be able to do a fish braid. Yes, simple as that. You don't actually have to set really big goals. But just set some. I'll link to the Shay Carl video here, if you want to be motivated to do something too.