HERREGUD!!! DENNE UKE ER JUL UKE!!! 8$

HALLO HALLO HALLO! God dag, god dag...

sån, går det bra med alle? er du glad for jul? har alle juletrer? vi skal gå til skogen og finne en på julaften... :/ jeg liker hvordan de lukte...

Jeg husker historien at min familien lese hvert år, The Night Before Christmas, og alle andre historier at er en del av jul for mine kulture og jeg er lit trist, fordi alle er ulike her. Vi åpner gavene på julaften og vi har ulike tradisjoner her, like nisse kom når alle er våken, og han gi unger godteri for jul. Vi har ikke eggnog, men vi har gløgg (det er god også, lit merkelig, men godt), jul dekorasjoner er ikke så stor her, men hver søndag lys en nytt lysstokk (alle jeg har sett er lila). Jeg sauvner hvordan jul er hjemme, men jeg tror jeg er glad å være her, fordi jeg vet at neste år når jeg skal være med min familie jeg skal føler ekstra glad :)

Lørdag var en sakte dag, jeg sovt senere fordi Karro og jeg var opp til klokka 2... jeg sovt til rundt klokke 11, når Karro vokket meg opp. Vi spist en lit frokost og fått klare å dro til bakken! Denne gang Karro brukt en snowboard, og etter en lit tid hun spurt meg hvis jeg kan lærer hun hvordan å kjøre det vendt opp fjellen. Jeg prøvt å lærer hun, og ba om unskyldning for å vær en feiging. (fordi jeg liker ikke å kjøre fort eller ned tyne veier...) Hun sa at hun var glad å bli med meg til bakken, fordi jeg kjøre sakte. fordi av det hun kan prøve å praktis. :)

På sondag jeg sovt senere igen. Men kl. 3 i kvelden vi hadde en julebord! Jeg hjelpt å lage 2 juleborder for Geir, så jeg har spist for hva var der for. Der var ikke så mye frukt, men der var kiwi på jelloen... jeg vet ikke hva heter "jello" på norsk... men du vet hva jeg betyr... Aksel og Agnette var der!!! Jeg var så glad å se dem! og jeg prøvt å hjelp alle foreldrenene rundt med deres barner... :) Karro var bedre den meg, jeg liker Agnette for mye... :) Men Aksel sa jeg må gå med han å se på nissen! Han vist nissen hans "lille" og fått godteri. :) så søt!

Etter julebord Karro og jeg set på til TV-en kjempe senere, etter jeg lest til hun fra den første bok om den Black Magician's trilogi... jeg vet hvordan mine foreldrene følt når G og jeg spurt dem å lese mer til oss. "More Mum! Read more!" det er kjempe søt, men din halsen. :)

Jeg vokket opp rundt kl 9 i dag, men jeg ligget i min seng for rundt 2 timer. Jeg liker å lese :D Jeg var vedlig sakte i dag også... jeg var veldig komfortabel. Jeg lest rundt 3-4 mer kapitler av boken til Karro, og etter middag jeg vasket min rom. Etter det jeg se på TV (jeg er lit trot, jeg må være tidlig til sengen i kveld) og prøve å skrev en post på norsk... jeg tror jeg skal gjøre det mer ofte... HAHAHAHAHA!!! Jeg er grusom til alle! Mennesker hvem kan ikke les norsk må oversetter den, og at er en plage, og nordmenn hvem prøve å lese det må prøve å ikke dø fordi av min dorlig norsk... >:D jeg er så slem!

å!!! jeg glemt, i dag jeg fått en pakke fra min besteforeldre! Tusen takk! Men fordi der var ingen gavepapir når jeg prøvt å ta pakken ut av boksen jeg så hva det var... Jeg håper at du er ikke sint med meg Grandma og Grandpa... men fordi av det og at Grandma skrevt hva var i boksen på den grøn klistremerke jeg vet alle i boksen. så jeg åpnet det... jeg elsker smykkene! og tusen takk for alle andre tinger! Jeg er så glad!

Å! og tusen takk til Rhonda! Jeg elsker min Whispy Ends i Norge! det er så søt! Hvordan er alle, hvis du lese min blog... hvordan er Bella?

ok, jeg tror jeg er ferdig for i dag... vel, i kveld... det er kl 22.20 her... ugh. jeg skal sove snart, etter NCIS er ferdig!

Natta! God Jul! vi snakkes!

Æ VIL HAR PIZZA!!! Og, sjokolade... nam nam :D

HEIA ALLESAMMEN!!!

jeg skal skrive lit på norsk, fordi jeg ikke gjøre nok om det :) bare SMS's og medlinger på nettet, så her vi gå! Og jeg vet alle skal ikke være rett, men hvis du er norsk du kan lø på meg når du se meg (etter jul kanskje?)

Denne uke var vedlig moro! Jeg jobbet på en cafe nær kanabogensentrum, en storer sted den bysentrum. cafeen var i en gamelfolks leilihet sted, men det var vedlig fint! kjøkkenet var ikke stor, men storer den Subway-er jeg jobbet for... Geir var min boss, jeg snakket om han i min siste post. :)

Okay, so I can't fully describe Geir in norwegian yet, but I will try to write more in Norwegian for you, and I would love to hear Mum trying to read what I write på norsk :) If anybody films her while she's trying to read it I will give them a hug... but it needs to have sound or the whole exercise is useless :)

Okay, Geir! He is very energetic and a big tease, he really reminds me of Dad. The first day Geir asked me if I had a a norwegian boyfriend yet, i rolled my eyes at him. during the rest of the week he told one of my fellow non-norwegians that she needs to get herself a husband. I cannot remember her name for the life of me, and communication between us was rather difficult, but we got along pretty well. She has been in Norway for about 6 months, and has immigrated here from one of the contries neighboring Sudan, and Ethiopia... or maybe it was Ethiopia, but Im sure the contry's name started with a vowl.

Geir told her and then Greta (who is wonderfully talented with making tomatoes look actually acceptable on ones table... as well as cream and fish... Im not quite sure how she managed that one, but the skinless ... laks... what is the word in english... oh! there is is! Salmon! she made a mostly skinless salmon look halfway tasty) that they need husbands, and he would be willing to help them find willing candidates. Then he remembered me. Thankfully he decided that he didn't need to help me find a husband, he has deemed me too young. :D but according to him Im a weird one because Im not searching for a relationship... i think both of my families are kinda thankfull for that... ;D

During this week I was told that I was an angel (because I took his dishes for him so he didn't have to walk to the trolly) (sorry, distracted because I changed the channel and suddenly the TV was calling my name... quite literally... I think the character was in danger of being killed by a dragon... or maybe he was... I just know there was a dragon and my name... cool huh? It seems that this is an apocaliptic or post apocaliptic world where dragons have been rampaging... awesome!!!) I was also told that I pratte vedlig flink norsk...

The last day I was there Geir told me to decorate the caramel pudding. Which meant that I had to whip the cream and put it in one of the cool squeezy pouches with the pretty making (haha! I have suddenly reminded myself of the Uglies series!)tip. Greta had been the one to do the decorating, so it took me abake that I was suddenly incharge of making the desserts look as pretty as they taste... I had to make sure a few times that I had understood correctly... I had finally gotten up the courage to start making interesting designs on one of the puddings when Geir yelled "NEI, DEVYN! NEI!!!" I jumped much to his and Greta's amusement, and as soon as I understood that he had been kidding I set the pouch down and walked over to my laughing boss to flick him. He gave me a hug, still laughing at my expression. He said that I am welcome to work there whenever I want to during my breaks! Im not sure if I'll get paid, but it's fun anyway!

Today I had my math midterm... actually, the test was yesterday, but because i heard the wrong day so I was a day late. But thanks to my wrangling abilities one of the tests was found and I got that and some graph paper as well as "5" hours... I think I used about 3... then halfway through the 2nd part of the test... the part that calculators were allowed in. ugh. I tried to continue with my ipod's calculator, but it just doesn't have the right buttons. *sigh*

I finished all that I could of the test and realized Jostien and Yngvild were also testing in the same room. Im guessing Yngvild was testing in french since there was a french-norwegian dictionary with her. :) I dont know what Jostien had, but im pretty sure it had something to do with needing to read lots... and write. Glad im not either of them. :D

After I got out of the test (2 hours early) I walked down to the city and picked up the package from home! I decided that even though it was large and an ackward shape I could handle taking it down the road of doom. So I did! I now have all of the presents (not all of them for me mind! they are for my hostfamily too!) stacked on the chair at the end of m bed... I would like to note that I cannot wait to open the one from my brother, as it has pretty paper and a cute note! :)

Oh! I forgot, one of the most difficult partsof working at the cafe, besideds the 9 cuts (or groups of cuts) that I got on my hands, (the most interesting one being from an electric meat slicer, you know the one that makes deli meat like slices. Though it wasn't from the blad its self (thankfully) it was the jagged, sharp, heavy pushing mechanism that is supposed to allow for one to slice the ham without getting ones fingers caught by the blade, however the hams were too long to use this pushing thing until I cut them down to size. I guess I was slicing a little too vigorously because it fell on my hand and I now have a little patch of scrapes) anyway, it was tough because we listened to the radio and every once in a while the song I associate with my dad would play... at least once a day. But it really didn't help that a song that should not be heard by AFS students (particularly those very good with english) shouldn't have to hear at this point in our lives.

here is the link to the singer's official website, you can listen to a clip of the song it's called home for christmas, and I think you might understand why AFS and other exchange students could get a little saddend by this. http://www.mariamena.de/media.html

Anyway, I got home and instead of going shopping with Kristin (she bailed) I relaxed for the first time since I learned I was supposed to be taking an exam... Yes, I actually tried to study. (suprising right Mum?) And now, I have a break for a while. I was told this week that I am going to be recieving grades (which I had not been getting) when school resumes after break... ARGH!!! but for now, I am sitting happy and full after eating all but one slice of pizza, half a bottle of cola and some wondefull dark chocolate with ginger and lemon bits in it... om nom nom.

Oh, the movie's over. The dragons are dead, and Im trying to decide if watching Beowulf is worth staying up past 2... maybe a shift into my pink squirrel pjs (Remember Erynn, pink not blue... if you read this that is... so many late night conversations that should not be repeated or written down or conveyed in any way happened while in those pjs, and who knows how much sugar and caffeine was used to spawn those half mad ramblings... but anyway, pink, not blue.) It sounds like Karro is planing on waking my up at about 11 tomorrow so we can go to the ski hill.

That's what I'll leave you tonight... Im watching the tail end of The Perfect Storm, and it's very intense, even when you can tell that the some parts are completely animated. Oh well, changing before Beowulf. and I'll reminise about my first time watching it while I do so. :)

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BAKKEN ÅPNE I GÅR!!!! JEG ER SÅ GLAD!!!

The ski hill opened yesterday! I am happy beyond belief! and as a result really quite sore... I would also like to express my dislike of t-bar lifts, and my happynes that I am not male. To get up the slope on a snowboard requires either great tenacity while clinging to the bar and trying to keep the "T" part under your butt... or you can stick the "T" inbetween you legs and have it jammed into one's crotch and pulling heavily against the leading leg's thigh... yes, it's different, but im not feeling like the "it's not good or bad" motto can be applied when my thigh feels like someone tried their hardest to pull it off my body... I am much more inclined to say that the normal lifts in USA are much more comfortable for snowboarders... which might be why so many people ski here... *pondering*

So! my weekend was enjoyable! Saturday I got to sleep in a little before trying to take a bus to Kanebogen. I got to the bus stop 5 min early, and much to my dismay I thought i had missed it anyway... I walked down to the next stop where another bus route met up with the line i was origionally on... and 10-15 min after the bus (the one I was waiting for) was supposed to show, it arrived. I had to flag it down, seeing that it was going too fast and the bus normally misses the stop I was at... Then I ran for the bus that left only a minute after I borded.

I got to Kanebogen Senter, and decided to give to my desires and buy something I had noticed on my first visit... in the asian market there was a stock of Pocky, for only 10 kr... WOW!!! Of course I ate it all, but I did share with Brujar (sp), Karin (my contact mother) and Ingar (2nd contact brother). But since we stopped at the grocery and had to shop for chocolate... and I discovered some dark chocolate that had a ginger and citron filling... yum... I allowed Brujar one piece and kept the rest to myself... and you know what? I DONT REGRET IT!!! I have been craving chocolate, and not milk chocolate, not I need DARK chocolate... om nom nom :D

I spent the night with my contact family, got beaten on by my youngest contact brother Gunnar (until I flipped him over and threatened to drop him on his head), forced the older two guys to watch Grey's Anatomy by holding the remotes hostage ( :D ) and ate pizza. Then much to my shock I learned that Brujar was going to be driving me... oh god... thankfully his mom was in the car to make sure he behaved and didn't get us killed...

The next morning I was ready to go by 10:30, but due to a failure to communicate I was not picked up until about 20 min after 11... oh well, I was still one of the first people to try and get on the slope. Try being the operative word.

It took me about 20 tries to get on the stupid lift, and then I discovered afore said pain... but besides that and almost running kids into the ground when they decided the patch of snow right in my path was the best place to be. I am starting to get my ability to carve back, which is great, and I definitly have to practice flatspins and 180's. :) thank goodness I only live about 3 min from the slope!

After finishing for the day (well, really it was more like night skiing... it gets dark so early here now...) I went home and had a shower before going over to Kristin's house. We hung out and Daniel, one of Kristin's friends came over too. We eventually made a rainbow cake

That's me putting some of the batter into an ungreased pan... why is it ungreased? well, one would have to ask Kristin what distracted her... I actually have no idea, I think I was bemoaning my poor arms after using them to whip butter and sugar into nice fluffy and thick cream! I could only have done it better if I had an electric beater... but I think Dad would have been proud of my ability!

I also met Kristin's older sister Lisa, who is really cool! She gave me some patches for my russ pants! I just have to remember that my pants need to appear slightly appropriate... if I am going to be weating them and a language camp. :) It was nice to spend some time with Kristin! She's really quite humourous. :)

today was interesting. I got up at the normal time I would for school and caught the bus to catch another bus to my arbeidsuke job. I did alot of potato peeling, and i shelled eggs, I did remove ribs from boxes/bags and place them into tubs. And I did wash up too. It was really fun, and I think I was asked about 3 times if I have a boyfriend yet... *shakes head and rolls eyes and chuckles...* and I only spoke in norwegian! and they only spoke norwegian to me too! YAY!!!

After work I managed to catch a bus back to the city as soon as I got to the bus stop! I caught a bus back and decided to walk to Rimi the closest grocery store and get my much needed bottled joy... And without it's (minor) restorative powers I probably would have blown off this post to read or stare blankely at the tv screen while waiting for sleep to overtake me. which I plan on doing very soon.

I am sorry my posts have been so brief lately... I have been a little... i dunno... off...

anyway, everybody raise a glass to my liquid joy for providing a post! cheers!

vi snakkes!

Makeup befuddles me, whole stores of the stuff makes me question my sanity... "WHY THE HECK DID I COME IN HERE?!?!"

That's what ran through my head when I was trying to find a christmas present for Guro... She asked for a nail file, so I figured I would get a couple and some nail polish and a bag resembling the sack that Aunt Laura gave me for graduation since Guro said she liked it... sans tassel... tassels are weird and really should be used with caution. anyway, this was the expression my face was frozen in after entering said store and taking in the emmensity of the makeup and perfume and handbags...

utter confusion. I will announce it now, just so everybody knows. I WILL NEVER BE MORE OF A GIRLY GIRL!!! It is impossible. I have hit the top mark, there is no where else for my girly ness to go... it will evaporate, or be run over by whatever vehicle I was using... hopefully the truck or by dream car or my snowboard, or bike... motercycle maybe. :D This expression is back in place because I realised I can buy a bag of the same quality as the ones I was looking at, online... I didn't realize that there were classifications of bag besides sack, purse, tote and clutch... can someone PLEASE!!! create a table showing all of the possible species in the bag kingdom? it would really help my search... O.O

Anywhoo... My week was rather uneventful. I have had some more odd dreams, but they are not as memorable as the one on tuesday. Tuesday was my last day of class for a while. :) so I got to go home early and hang out. I slept in on wednesday, and tried to do something other than sleep, but it didn't work out so well, but eventually Weronica showed up and we hung out. We picked upher friend's daughter, 2 year-old Natalia, and after buying some pølse (and soda in my case) and went up to Borkenes (on perpose this time) to visit her godson! sooo cute!

All the kids there were very good in english, which was really humourous, I tried to talk to them in norwegian a few times but they would always respond in english... eventually I gave up, and ran away when threatened with Justin Beiber... (I need eggs... I think after this show is over I will go get me some... om nom nom) Eventually it was time for us to return Natalia to her mother and I went home. on the way I saw the lights on the ski hill on!!! it should be open within the next week im told, especially since last night it snowed about a foot! and it snowed again today!!!!

I really didn't do anything yesterday, besides read and eat eggs... ive been craving them... no idea why, because I think im getting enough protien in my diet... fish EVERY day it seems.

Today after a couple of failed attempts to invite friends to go shopping with me I decided that I would ask Karro. She came home and ran to the bathroom, leaving the door partly open. I knocked on the door and soon after she came to open it. She looked at me and screamed one of the top 10 most high pitched screams I have ever heard, then slammed the door shut. i stood there in utter shock, and thanked goodness that my nose was well away from the door. Then Karro opened the door and impatience ensued.

She ended up not coming with me and I vamoosed for the bus. I got to the city and low-an-behold my new visa card for extracting money out of the system! Then I managed to send my dear little brother's christmas presents and promised postcards... sorry mum, there are a couple addresses that are not yet written out, but i will send you the one I can get... i just have to locate it.

I managed to get something for Guro, but I am still trying to find a bag, and I found something for Mamma... now all that's left on my host family gift list is something for Ole-Peter... ugh...

And now I am going to go make eggs that will not dribble... actually I am going to rant about eggs then go make them edible!

Norwegians seem inable to cook eggs all the way through. fried eggs' yokes when barely poked will suddenly disintigrate all over one's plate. Boiled eggs when sliced will suddenly begin dribbling everywhere... DONT THEY WORRY ABOUT SALMONELLA?!?! RAW EGGS ARE NOT ONLY GROSS BUT THEY COULD BE CARRIERS FOR THIS!!! okay, so that's a cute picture (and something i personally would love to have, as well as the rest of the collection) but really, i wouldn't want to get the real disease... so I will continue to cook my own eggs to satisfactory, COMPLETELY! cooked-ness.

okay, I will leave you all at that, get some eggs and continue to watch the show on the free masons... did you know there are female free masons? and that PI was considered a sacred number? wonder if the knew about the golden ratio... hmmm... O.O <-(eyes glued to TV)

vi snakkes!!!

Creepy dream that some of you might appreciate... actually it might constitute as a nightmare.

So, I dont normally remember my dreams, so it is really odd that this one is managing to make it online.

Also, during most of this I had a feeling it was a dream, but it didn't really matter in that I couldn't change what was happening.

The dream starts with Dad, Karro and I going on a Kayak trip to an island, when we got to the island we decided that since it was getting late and the flood waters were rising we should head back home.

We were about halfway home when we met this explorer guy in khakies (sp) and a walrus-meets-handlebar mustache who proceeded to have a conversation with us (i think it might have been about giant fish) when we realised we were being swept towards a giant waterfall at a very fast pace. We were all suddenly in a canoe and trying to aim it at some trees that just happened to be near by and get caught. We somehow lost the canoe and were left clinging to said trees, except for explorer man who was sitting cross legged having a conversation with dad about what to do.

I finally discovered a way of the tree island, but it required swimming, so i started out to lead the way. All of the sudden there was a giant orange jelly fish right infront of me. it really resembles the giant orange ones that I have encountered here in norway, FYI. I managed to stop my freak out in time to push the non-stingy part near what i like to call the head. i re-directed the stingy mass towards the water fall and sent it to its doom. I made my way back to the trees and found that somehow the thing had wrapped one of the tenticles around my leg and it was vry painful. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, because I didn't know if they were deadly or not. I remembered that if you peed on a sting the toxins will be nutralized. I wasnt sure how I was supposed to pee on my sting when it wasin such a strange place, and I remembered that Bear Gryls had used a cocunut to collect his pee then pour it over his arm. I was bemusing my lack of a cocunut when thankfully the sting went away.

We managed to get back to the correct shore, when we saw an alligator. It just swam by us though and went to the other side of what was suddenly an indoor pool. Karro and I got out of the pool and made for the doors out when we heard a roar from behind us.

I turned around to see a giant fish and a giant alligatior (the one that had been small now rivaled a salt water croc) going after my uncle Bob. (he magically appeared, i have no idea where he came from...) Dad tried to distract them while Uncle Bob got away, which meant that they chased Dad. Then Uncle Bob (who had gotten out of the pool) tried to distract the fish and the alligator and a lion. (again, NO IDEA where that came from) Karro and I yelled at that point to try and warn him or to distract the man eating animals so Uncle Bob and Dad could get away which meant the lion decided to chase us.

Karro and I took off up a step thing that seemed to be made of wood. The lion chased after us, and we made it to the top of the triangle step thing. We started down and were almost there when the lion made it to the top. It Karro had started to fall behind but managed tocatch up as we took off back towards the other side of the triangle. I tried to suggest jumping into the stairs themselves since they were built like those older bridges and were obviously too small for the Lion to get into.

Thats whenI finally managed to convince myself that I could wake up and stop being chased by man eating lions and stung by giant orange jelly fish after being swept away by a flood... I woke up breathing hard 6 min before my alarm was supposed to go off...

I am still wondering where all of the things in my nightmare were coming from, if you have any idea what this whole dream could be, please tell me because I have been wondering all day.

Vi snakkes!!!

Working in a cafe for a week is much nicer than taking exams. no?

Heia!!!

Despite my best efforts to buy myself liquid joy, I was denied the bubbly goodness twice this weekend. Rimi doesn't take Visa, or at least visa gift cards... That was rather annoying... :P

But, I didn't mind so much, I am re-reading the Black Magician trilogy, so I had something to do besides bemoan my caffeine-less state... :/ I really like those books :)

Saturday, was nice! I got up early so that I could get a bus into town. We (being the AFS students (excluding Morgen) and Ruth from Narvik) went to Hilde and Asbjørn's house (Morgana's contact family) to eat food, make pepperkake (gingerbread) and christmas cards. It was fun when Ruth's hostmother wasn't scolding the desprate use of english. Seriously, we would be trying and trying to say something in norwegian, and as a last resort we would try to explain in english. Try because Ruth's host mother would interrupt and tell us to speak norwergian, or where we that bad at the language that we only knew a few words. She was quite rude really, and none of us could really ask her to be quiet since we were all at different levels of the language... and she's Ruth's host mother. *sigh* but we had fun anyway.

We drank gløgg too, which has a peculiar taste that I can't really describe. You also drink it with chopped nuts and raisons. very peculiar... But yummy all the same. I tried again when going home to get my caffeine, but they were out. :( no cola... *teary eyed*

There was a nice suprise at home, Mamma finished the sweater she has been knitting for me! I love it, and it is very warm. I was planning on getting a picture, but I haven't yet. Maybe after I finish this chapter of math studying.

Sunday I woke up late then after breakfast Mamma, Karro and I walked to Tante Berit's housee for cookies and chatting. Im not sure what exactly we talked about, but it lasted for a good 2-3 hours. then we walked back. We kept meeting horses on the way too! They were a little skittish, which was understandable, Kazan is jumpy, and the snow makes feet sound loud, so it was understandable. So pretty! I love horses... :]

When we got back Karro and I played cards and watched TV together. Eventually it was time to get ready for bed, about which time Guro came home! I am glad she's home, we get along well :)

Today was the normal depressing math class. My only consolation was that I would be avoiding the exam because it was my last day of arbeidsuke (work week) the day we have that exam. note past tense, but im getting there.

In gym we went to Harstad Hallen, a gym place where actual games take place. We played volly ball, again. Today seemed okay though, I actually felt like I was more help than the other girl on my team. I managed to hit the ball over the net a few times, though I can't serve... All the guys are really nice though, they keep trying to cheer me up and applaud me when I actually managed to keep the ball off the ground when it comes flying towards me. Suprisingly, I have only been hit in the head once during the whole time we have played volly ball, and that would be today when I was trying to get the ball back when it was trying to escape. Yet, I manages to hit myself in the head with the ball. wow, just... wow.

So, anyway, I managed to ask if I could get a ride with someone other than Silje and/or Weronica. Instead I asked Ingvild, which even though we hang out with each other when Silje and Weronica are there (because of them really) I have never asked her for a ride before or anything like that. I was very relived when she said it was fine and she didn't mind. :) Which meant that I got back to school on time for class. which might be a half blessing.

We had a semi normal utvekslingstudent norsk class, and might i add that it is rather difficult to switch from norwegian where you use "k" for klasse and "c" for class... okay back on topic, we ended up talking about what we want to do for college and beyond. Knut (the teacher) looked shocked when I told them that I want to be a forensic pthologist. it was really funny to see his facial exspression.

after school I started on my way to get a ride with Mamma and Pappa, which means that I pass the China Butikk (cant remember how to spell "butikk" in english) and when I looked through the window I saw my dear little sister! Karro was shopping for christmas presents, so I went in to say hi. Then was commanded to pick out my christmas present. I am getting a lovely pair of chopsticks, but Im supposed to remember that. So now I am going to forget it :)

When we were in the car my safty net of not having to take exams was ripped. No, I wont take the Biology or Sociology final, the ones I might actually do well on. No, I HAVE TO take the math and possibly the norwegian tests. Math, I have no hope of passing. I have been studying to try and understand what we have been doing in class but im only in the first chapter and I am having problems. AAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!! And I have NO IDEA what we have been studying in Norwegian, we have been skipping around the textbook and never following a specific subject, except maybe nynorsk. And if the test is in nynorsk then I dont have to take it...

AAAAARRRRRHHHHHHG!!!

Okay, Mamma and I made pepperkake (gingerbread) and I really want some! So I am going to leave you with the knowledge that Iam feeling slightly better, but Im going to bed early and I will be trying my best to study to pass the one maybe 2 exams I have even though I DONT WANT TO TAKE THEM WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!!! especially since the math exam is on the last day I will be working in the cafe... D: I want to keep working there, well, as far as I know I want to work there... I'll talk about it after I actually have, sound good?

Vi snakkes!!!

As of right now I only have 50 min left of hell* but when I finish this post it will be when I get home...

*Also known as History class

It is 9:00 here, do you know where your child is? Well in my parents' case they know roughly where I am, but not exactly. Which is a really odd thought. They are also asleep, seeing as it is 3 am there... I wish I was asleep too, but the gum I got today from the advent thing makes me a little bit happier.

I also read a really funny post from Hyperbole and a Half that is still making me laugh. I had considered doing something like what she did before I read this post, and now Im glad I didn't. Her's is much funnier. here you go, enjoy!

http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2009/07/thing-of-day-uterus-rating-not-awesome.html

haha!

Okay, i dont think I posted about tuesday because that would ruin my posting ...

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!!! I just learned that this will be the LAST HISTORY CLASS before JANUARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG I AM SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

okay, class is over. We "watched" a movie on the soviet union and the power struggle that happened in it after Lenin died... at least that's what I think it's about. :) Now I am waiting to see if anybody will show up for math class even though the teacher said she wouldn't be here... I hope nobody shows, that means I can ditch and hope a bus will rescue me from the ice slick that covers the present (withing walking distance) world. Seriously, everywhere is covered in about an inch of clear yet visable ice. even the gravel that is supposed to help ones feet remain on it's surface cannot make it safe to walk on at a reasonable pace. The proper technique for walking on this terrifying frozen element is to take little, no, itty-bitty shuffly steps that really should't be considered steps seeing that you really dont pick your feet of the ground. you keep your arms loose and knees bent so that when you fall (when, not if) you can hopefully catch yourself on the nearest pole or treebranch rather than being sprawled out and visible for everybody to see... the worst places are actually the roads where the cars drive regularly (I have discovered that sidewalks are not always for walking, the occasional car will bully it's way through what i had taken as a place where a pedestrian could concentrate on the task of walking, but obviously I was mistaken)

Anyway, you must be very determined when crossing roads because the cars dont always seem to know they should slow for you, and the roads themselves would like to see you thorwn under the tires of said car. evil twisty icy roads... :P

Nobody has shown up for math, I think I might pack this machine away and begin my journey to the grocery store where I can buy a 2lt bottle of joy (cola with sugar, not the stuff that has been bought recently... sugar free = AAAHHHHH!!!!!) and read some more before taking the bus to the road of doom and eventually home. Yep, that's what I'm gonna do.

(but before I go I will mention that I am listening to the Mariner's Reveng Song and various other songs that encourage randomness and a ever changing tempo in how I feel things should be read... you all probably read this at a sedate pace, but this song (We Both go Down Together) has a really (sickly sounding) weird tone to it and a beat that makes me want to dance... which normally I would, but im in school and I dont think the door is closed, and it would be rather embarassing if (oh, song change, now it's Eli, the Barrow Boy) since they would not hear the music that encouraged such random convulsions. Anyway, I will probably still be listening to this music when I get home so you can expect me to be just as disjointed as i have been so far, except there wont be 50 min breaks between each paragraph... well, hopefully there wont be.) I really didnt need " ( ) " around that paragraph, but it makes me smile so I will leave them there.

Alright, so I'm not listening to music right now, but im watching Ghost Whisperer so that should make me sutiably random... and distracted. This episode is really sad, its about a little girl who got sick and died trying to talk to her divorced parents...

So, I am officially allowed to stay in the country until august!!! Yes, that means I got my visa FINALLY!!! I have to go visit some office to let people know that I'm here (people being the town) so I need to get Morgana or Morgen to show me where this office is.

I got my visa on tuesday, after waiting for the woman in the office to answer 2 phone calls and deal with the couple infront of me that had to fill out paperwork. It was kinda annoying, and it reequired me to run to the library so that i could get the book that Weronica, Silje and Marte and I will be reading. It is Pride and Predgiduce, but i wish there we some zombies involved, that would make it better.

Everybody seemed like they had to be extra slow, the woman at the library took extra long to finish with the woman infront of me, then I had to get a library card and check out the book. Thankfully Silje had her car, so since i only had 5 min to get a bus or wait an hour she gave me a lift to the bus station. I made it JUST! in time, literally, it was pulling out as I was trying to run towards it.

On wednesday I had a normal day, though it was the 1st of december. I had my first experience with an advent calender thing. I got a piece of chocolate with a story about foxes written inside. I cant understand the whole thing, but i know one of them died. Im still trying to figure out the rest.

Yesterday was okay, I had a full day at school. and history, where I drew a pic of Bente... it wasn't very good, and it doesn't show her full evilness, but maybe I will posta pic of it. :P

I did my normal house washing, though I was delayed by Aksel telling me that I was sick and I needed to ly down on syksengen... i cant really think of the word in english... it's too late. but I will try to finish this post. Aksle then decided he was a nurse, or a doctor, im not sure which and he had to give me a check up. which involved sitting on me and making sure there were no lumps in my tummy... then he told me that the couch was unnaceptable for a syksenge and I needed to go to his room to the other syksenge... it was quite humourous to be told by a 2-3 year old that i needed to go to his bed as he was sitting on top of me. The only thing i could think was that if he was this forward when he was older he would definitly make somebody laugh. After being sat on and drooled on for a little I picked him up and swung him around until he told me (between giggles) that he didn't like it. Agnette (baby sister) thought this was very funny, especially when I tossed him on the couch.

I also had to dance and listen to an old norwegian song, that seems to be Aksel's equivilant to what Lovely Ladies was for me when I was around his age... Such a cuty!!! Agnette will be walking soon I think, she keeps standing and bouncing around and she could walk if she had support... she is such a smiler!!! chubby cheeks X) i love kiddies :D

Today I had only one class, and I managed to read through most of the class without attracting attention. I thought I might have math, but as you read earlier. I got home and vaccuumed and read. really boring. I am going to bed now, because I cant think in coherent sentances and the show that is going on right now doesn't help anything.

god natt! vi snakkes!