If you was in a pine box I would surely break the lock. I’d jump right in and fall asleep cause you are the death of me

This. I can't tell you that everyone watches Youtube every day. But I do. Apart from watching Kevin McCloud on Grand Designs and Friends sometimes, I rarely ever watch television. Especially when I've got school too. My form for television is actually Youtube. I can't say that I'm still watching Shaytards everyday, but I used to for a long while, and they were the reason why I started watching vlogs. Shaytards are possibly the most inspiring people ever, and they are just great. I can't tell you how much laughter they have managed to drag out of me. Or tears. I remember always reading top comments about Shaytards putting a smile on their face, and making their bad days better. I mostly only watch British people now-- because I love British people in general. But the main reason is that I can relate more to the people I watch. But this trailer made me really weepy, because I've seen so much of that. The birth of Rocktard, when Charles Trippy got a brain tumor, etc. Also, Vidcon 2013 is over, and I'm so sad, because I love watching all my favorite Youtubers together. I'm like watching them thinking please can I be your friend toooooo. Like, I'm geninuely sighing, because wow, how nice wouldn't it be to be apart of the British crew? And I'm 100% sure I'm not the only one thinking the same. Anyway, my sister came back from Spain last night, and she was supposed to take an early plane home so she could attend work too. But then she called me at 10:00 am, telling me she decided to take a later plane, and thanked me for my little note I had attached to her suitcase. When I got home from work, the family ate together and we caught up with my sister. It appears that she's had a really great time. She went to Barcelona, but she's also got a friend that's from Spain, so they went to live at her friends dad. And that's the best thing ever-- live with locals. You'll get to see other things rather than the usual sehenswürdigkeiten. Err, can't actually remember what it's in English or Norwegian, but obviously I remember it German. After the meal we watched Sweeney Todd, which is rather grotesque. But my younger sister and I love the "I'll steal you Johanna" song. It's like I just remembered how much we used to sing the song to each other. I quite enjoy musicals, and it made me want to watch Les Miserables. The actual movie, and not the concert that I've been watching over and over again. We drove our sister to the train station at 6:00 pm. Said our goodbyes and everything. Also, it appears that my lovely belieber friend had actually tried sending me a post card from Spain, but due to complications it's not reached me. But it's the thought that counts, innit? I also got mail from Ale yesterday, which made me really happy. But I've not had time to write a reply, and I suspect it'll take me a bit of time. You see, I've become penpals with Ale, which I've wanted to do for awhile. There's little like the feeling of having a letter arrive. Also, Oyster got accepted into the studies she wanted to attend. So a round of applause and congratulations to her. I'm trying to think of other things that have happened. But apart from everything I've just written, and oh-- Men From The Boys by Tony Parsons is set to arrive in 2-3 days. The problem is that Men From The Boys is the final book in the triology. And I've only read Man and Boy, which is the first. The second is Man and Wife, and it's yet to be sent to me. I'm just really afraid it won't be here before I leave for Aalesund, and that will suck, because I will not read Men From The Boys before I've read Man and Wife. And that's one of my minuscule problems these days. Oh, and before I go to bed, I would like to recommend Care by Hudson Taylor (link here) because it's gorgeous, and I'm getting a little Beatles -vibe from listening to it? Is that just me? Oh well, but it's really nice, and Hudson Taylor are really talented, so yeah. 

Girl I'm in love with you. This ain't the honeymoon, past the infatuation phase right in the thick of love

The weekends always pass so fast. I think it's because I always tend to go to bed early on Fridays. I just really like sleeping, ha-ha. Also, I tend to be really knackered, so I'm not capable of doing all that much. Unless I want to, that is. I always know school is about to start when my Youtube dash is filled with Vidcon related videos. I love watching vlogs of Vidcon, because all my favorites are gathered. I'm like watching the videos, thinking "ahh, I want to be their friend too". After posting the blogpost yesterday, I went outside in the rain. I wanted to get soaked in it, just to revel in the weather. But I must have the weather gods on my page, because it stopped raining, and then the sky started clearing up. Albeit not completely. So I decided to sit on my doorsteps, and I drew in the first page of my new notebook. I was watching a vlog by Caspar Lee, and he was attending a birthday where Conor Maynard and previous keyboard player for One Direction, Joey Cottle (I swear, there's a red thread between everyone, and it's making me crazy) were playing Ordinary People by John Legend. And I just cannot believe I've not heard the song before, because it's gorgeous. I probably listened to it 30 times last night. I've also been humming Killing Me Softly With His Song by The Fugees. I was actually watching Sister Act 2 the other day, and whoop, there was Lauryn Hill, who is the main singer in The Fugees (It's always good fun to listen to old songs on Youtube-- leads you to other oldies). Today I woke up to a gorgeous blue sky, but it was rather windy. And because our neighbors have these big trees that sheds these annoying small things, I'd rather stay inside. Because it's Sunday there's also a marathon of Grand Designs with Kevin McCloud, who I love. I watched about four episodes, before I went to check out an apartment with my mum. Then we went to the new Asian shop, which we probably didn't need. In an expanse of 200 meters, there are three Asian shops. But I really liked this one-- they've got really great selection of Twinings tea. Well, better that other places I guess. Ah, went back to listen to Tonight by John Legend. It never gets old. Anyway, when I got home I watched another episode of Grand Designs, and it was so sad, because one of the people that was building a house was diagnosed with stomach cancer. And seeing as I'm a forever optimist, I thought he'd be alright, but then it was revealed that they found out it was incurable, and he died six months later. I just-- I was so shocked, because it's something you see in a film, innit? Not Grand Designs. After the episode I decided to clean the house, because I was so done with all the mess. I'm fine with mopping the floor and dusting, like I do at work. But cleaning the house makes me so peeved, because I just cannot understand why everyone seems to be alright with tossing their stuff everywhere. I warn you to not speak with me when I'm cleaning. I'll be huffing, and sighing every five minutes, and I will probably yell at you. This is one of the reasons I don't think I should ever move in with friends. Our friendship would be ruined, ha-ha. Guess who else reblogged Gabrielle Aplin's cover of Best Song Ever? Niall. Don't let me start on my theory about everyone knowing each other. I've been trying to spend as much time with my brother as possible. He doesn't leave until Thursday, but the last day I see him is on Wednesday. Also, I'm usually in my own world when I get home from work, and I try to get through all the things I want to do before bed. So I'm usually sat in my own bedroom from I get home from work until I go to bed. He's home the same day I get home too, but he leaves the morning after if I'm not entirely wrong. I'm going to watch some Youtube now, and then I might go to bed. 

all my tears have been used up on another love

I collect these notebooks even if I don't ever get through one properly. Except for the one at the top to the right. That's been with me through a lot. They kind of function as a notebook/diary. The first page is filled with drawings of hearts, stars and smileys with the caption: "Jonas Brothers in my heart". It's actually not my drawing-- it's one of my old classmates that used to take the micky out of me for enjoying Jonas Brothers. And well, the second page is a drawing of "Nick" serenading me with S.O.S. also by the same person. I'm pretty sure I have a video of this person singing S.O.S by The Jonas Brothers actually. I'll have to see in my archive. Oh my god. We were so young. I'm very very glad I have these videos. It's great blackmail material. Ha-ha. The drawings in my notebook are dated back to June '10, which was a really great year. This notebook also tagged along to China, which is why there's a few very detailed diary entries in it. Also, it hold all of our Chinese phone numbers from when we were there. Mine was: 12349077477. Oh wow, it really brings back memories just looking in these books, which is why I insist on buying them too. Travel diaries are the best. I'll have to remember to continue on that when I travel. I write a lot on this blog, but it's not always what I've done in detail. It's mostly always very superficial. My newest addition is the one down at the left. I'm currently thinking about what to draw on the first page-- the initiation I suppose. I went to bed with music in my ears last night. I love to be lulled to sleep by music, and with 8tracks I can just search up playlists with the search words "sleep" and "relax" and there will be an endless stream of playlists to listen to. And that's what I did, until I abruptly woke up at 3:00 am, and decided it was enough music for me. Oh, I'm listening to a playlist just now, and "Another Love" by Tom Odell just came on, so I'm just going to rest my head on my desk right now. I'm having a dilemma of whether to invest in a new camera, a new computer or travels. Blah, my brain is tired of thinking. I was drinking a cup of tea whilst watching a storm unfold outside the window. My sister had just gone outside to the grocery store, and I was thinking "well, she's going to be soaked", which was the exact thing my dad said out loud moments later. I didn't end up watching Youtube videos last night, rather prioritizing sleep. I think I slept for nine hours, which is much better than seven hours. Woke up and had a little conversation with Sugar via Facebook. Marble was apparently asleep. Oh, I just remembered-- I made a new Tumblr the other day. One for my little drawings and whatnot. It's very bare, and I think it might become neglected due to my One Direction tumblr, but here's the link if you want to see. I'm going to go ahead to fill my new notebook whilst watching Youtube videos. And I'm still crossing my fingers that my books will soon arrive. You know, it's like the world is testing me yet again, because Gabrielle Aplin actually did a lovely cover of Best Song Ever by One Direction. It's just .. Gabrielle went on tour with Ed Sheeran, who knows Harry Styles. And Harry retweeted the link to the cover. And in the cover it's Hudson Taylor singing the back-ups, who are from Mullingar, Ireland, and have been tweeted about by Niall. And I'm just: it's the smallest world ever. Like seriously, one of Lou Teasdale's friends (the hairdresser of 1D and 5SOS) that came along on the tour in Spain, is obviously also friends with Harry, but this particular person is also great friends with George Craig from the band One Night Only. George Craig was a model for Burberry along with Emma Watson, but also Max Hurd, who happens to be best friends with Eleanor Calder, who is Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend. I swear, I could go on with this for years. It just makes me a little befuddled. 

Listening to Adele, I feel you baby. Someone like you, more like someone unlike you

Hi pretty people. It's the weekend! And I'm so terribly tired already, haha. Yesterday whilst I was at Oyster's, I managed to drench my earplugs in water. We were in the middle of a game of "gin 'n rummy", and I spilt my cup of water right at my earplugs. I've been waiting for them to get ruined for a year now-- it's just that these earplugs that comes along with iPhones and iPods and well, most of apple products, tend to die on me. Even if I'm really careful with them. I've been really reckless with this pair though, but it's still alive. Not even the shower of water could kill them. I've got to say I'm a bit impressed, although I'm pretty sure I'm jinxing myself in this very moment. My younger sister and I went to the cinema to watch Monsters University, and it was a laugh. It also meant I wore jeans for the first time in ages. Stone asked me today: "are you wearing shorts today too?" and I answered "always shorts". Because that's all I've been wearing the past weeks, except for my work uniform. Also, I wore make-up for the first time in weeks too. Ha, I just get really lazy with my appearance in the summer. I just really can't be bothered with anything. Anyway, I was sat beside two kids who were probably between 8-10 years. It's like I'm destined to be around kids, gosh. Anyway, it was so bloody amusing, because we we're watching the movie in 3D, and one of them said "oh my god, that's not possible! Is this real life?" as a response to the effects. It was the funniest thing ever. Ever since I've been at the kindergarten every day, I keep dreaming a lot more about having kids, and it's getting really weird. It's never usually my kid, but someone else, and I'm always the one who has to watch the kid. Oh, and I had a horrible dream last night. I dreamed about having my blog found by some old classmates who preceded to post the link to it on Facebook. I woke up thinking it was true, and it was really stressing me out. Anyway, I bought myself an ice lolly on my way to the cinema, but apparently you're not allowed to bring it inside to the movies, so I had to throw it away. Such a sad moment-- I love ice lollies. I did however buy another one on my way home. Luckily I'd brought along my trusty camera, and we were walking just when the sun was setting, and we were just staring at the lovely view. And then we thought we saw a duck in the water, but we couldn't decide what it was. But as it was coming closer and closer, we quickly realised it was actually an otter! But it ducked under the water as soon as we realised .. because we were sort of squealing a bit. My goal for the night is to go through my Tumblr dashboard and watch the Youtube videos I've yet to see. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep loooooong. I'm a bit peeved by my habits of waking up so damn early. Oh well, I guess that means I'll have more time of the day, so I can't really be mad for that either. Alright, I'm not sure if I'll be able to watch Youtube videos. That's how knackered I am right now. 

I'll be reckless with my days building castles in your name

I can definitely appreciate a playlist called "oh god im going to die alone" (lolz). It's been a long time since I've been listening to random playlists via 8tracks because of the two playlists Kiwi made me. I think I listened to them non-stop for two weeks. And then I switched over to Best Song Ever by One Direction and In Your Atmosphere by John Mayer for one week. And then I grew tired of In Your Atmosphere and switched it out with Start Again by Gabrielle Aplin. I should find some new music for next week. Work was really nice today, and you know-- I'm never going to complain about getting compliments on my work. Apart from compliments, I think the day was really nice because of the lovely weather and the fact that I went to bed at 10:30 pm last night. I was reading this book about happiness (I stopped reading it because it became a bit boring, but it was also in Norwegian and I'd had enough with reading books in Norwegian after the three others I finished reading), and she had written a list of things that would make her happier. And one of them were sleep. And I figured I'd be happier if I was rested too. It's not the biggest revelation in life, but most of the time I just procrastinate away an extra hour when I'm supposed to go to bed at 11:00 am. So I end up going to bed at midnight and only get six hours sleep. Which, yeah, I always survive, but everything is just more pleasant when you're rested. Also, it's much easier to look at the positive things in life when you don't feel that tired. (Oh god, almost spilled tea on myself again). After work, I went to Oyster's house, which she also called my second home, to signalize that I was free to grab some grub or drink. That reminded me that I should probably purchase a set of extra toothbrushes just to keep at her house. Last time I was at her house I told her mum that I was moving in. I should most definitely show up at their doorsteps with a suitcase and a few boxes. "Hey, so I know you haven't built that spare room for me just yet, but I can sleep in the living room for now". Ah, the greatest prank. Anyway, we went to the grocery store, and I bought myself some pistachios and avocados (and baby spinach and cherry tomatoes, but now I sound too healthy for my own liking. I also bought chocolate buns). They're my new favorite things-- well, avocados has been a favorite for quite awhile now, but yeah. I should probably try to get cheaper favorite things, although, I guess they pay off in the length. You know, better for my health and all that. Oyster and co. are fasting, so when I came to her house at 2:30 pm, she told me she'd just awoken twenty minutes ago. And I was like "wtf?", because well, I'd been up since 6:00 am. But then again, I'm not fasting and waiting to be able to eat. I'd love to say that I could try fasting if I'd wanted, but I actually don't think I could do it. Or, well, my will would be very strong, but I think I'd end up eating anyway. Ought to give kudos to all the ones who does fast, especially those who also works regular hours. I'll give you a star for that. I'm actually going to go to bed soon. It's Friday tomorrow, and I've only got six days left of work counting tomorrow. It's actually very bittersweet. I always grow quite fond of my summer job for each time. This year maybe a lot more, because I think a part of me is letting go of it? I've always been sure that I'll go back next year, but now it's a bit different. Also, I'm very fond of a lot of the employees, and children. Oh god, children are the best. Tiny adults that says and does the weirdest things. It's just so precious. And hey, I've got nothing against yummy daddies. Anyway, my broseph is out, probably getting smashed as it's his last day of his summer job. And then he's off next Thursday. Ooh, and now it's only 10 days until I go to Aalesund. I should probably collect all the things my nephew has forgotten so I can bring it along with me. My parents will have the house for themselves for a few days. That's probably alright after housing so many for such a long time. Alright, I'm bruhing my teeth now. Just a bit of Tumblr and Youtube and then I'm off (this is why I always end up going to bed an hour later than planned).