I'm not online much these days. Which is actually a miserable understatement. I'm happy if I get 20 min a day to check my lectures and maybe facebook :S Being social and going out is hard y'all.
Anyway, this weird problem has been bugging me for a while now. So here goes:
you know all those ads for food? The ones you see in stores, on cars, billboards, magazines and so on? The food always looks really fresh and healthy and amazing. And now I'm wondering about the origin of all those photos... Somewhere in this world there has to be an awful lot of people who call them selves "professional food photographer". And that kind of blows my mind. How on earth do you end up with that job? There really is a lot of those ads too... So it's not just one lonely guy doing it. There is a whole army of people who work all day to find the ultimate way to set the light when taking a picture of sausages.
I realize that this is not a very common topic to wounder about. But I the next time you see a hamburger that's looking extra fresh and shiney, just take a moment to thank the guy who spent a whole work day lookig for that extra-crispy salad...
On Monday afternoon I came back from my latest festival adventure: my third trip to Wacken in Germany. You would think that it was less overwhelming after three years, but no. I'm still awed by the size of this thing. 75 000 people in one place is a lot. And everyone are happy, loud and friendly.
When it comes to the music part, this was probably the best year so far. I'll get back to that. But the company and the over-all impression was not quite as good as last year. But then again, I don't see how anything can be more epic than last year :p
That doesn't mean Wacken 2010 wasn't fun. I met a lot of new people and discovered some new bands. And it's Wacken. I think I could be quite happy just wandering around the area for three days looking at people and enjoying the mood. I don't think you'll find anything like it any other place.
So, the schedule:
( Take me down to the paradise city, where the grass is green...uh trampled to down..anyway..Collapse )
When I came home from work today, there was an envelope waiting for me. It had at least ten stamps and a handwriting a did not recognize. Inside was a little blue box. This little blue box was filled with volcanic ash from Iceland. That is without a doubt the most creative and surprising but awesome gift I have ever received :D Sometimes I really love my friends <3
Anyway. What I wanted to talk about today was work. It really is the nicest summer job I can imagine :)) Which is a good thing, since I'm working 26 days in July alone :S No lazy days in the sun for me this year. But that's okay, because it means I won't be as poor this year.
This job has thought me that grumpy people apparently do not go to museums :S Because after 6 weeks of work I can still count the number of complaining people I've met on one hand. It seems like every single person in this city is smiling, chatty and pleasant. Shouldn't that be statistically impossible?
Not that you will hear me complaining - selling coffee and ice cream and explaining the history of the separator to happy tourists is not a bad way to spend the summer. Cheers :D
I'm only working for one more week though. After that Ø will come visit me for a few days, then it's off to Wacken again :D And after that maybe a few days in Sweden before I go back to school.
I've gone back home to my parents for summer. Finally. Exams was a even bigger bitch than usual, but that's all over now ^____^ On the other hand, ten weeks is quite a long time to live with my parents in this the most boring corner of an already boring country. I'm going to miss my room and my tiny, tiny bathroom and the people I live with and the city and my bus pass and my friends. And of course I'm going to miss Ø. Anyway, /complaining.
This year I've actually found a job that might not suck. I had my first day at The Norwegian Museum of Agricultural History (the name sounds oh so much better in Norwegian btw :P) today, and I think I'm going to like it there. I get to take care of fluffy little chickens and there is free cake. Cheers!
And because it's summer and I finally have lots and lots of spare time, I have a request: If you read this, please take a moment to rec me a book or two that you want to share with
Also: "Spell checked entry: No spelling errors found" wuut? That has to be an absolute first for me :P woot!
Let's talk about movies. It has been such a long time since I reviewed anything :P And there have been Many Movies this spring. Still, the only really great movie experience I've had in...I can't even remember how long, was this week end when we went to see Kick-Ass. And I had almost forgotten how awesome it is to see a movie that you not only like, but are completely fascinated and awed by.
Sure, Avatar and Alice in Wonderland were fancy and shiney-looking, but they were also completely forgettable. Hot army-dude saves the day and gets the girl? Seen it about ten thousand times before. Flying mountains and luminous flowers just can't make up for that. Also, that one movie Tim Burton keeps making over and over isn't all that fresh and charming anymore.
I think that's a big part of why I loved Kick-Ass - you just don't get many plots you haven't seen a dozen times already anymore. Also, it had an 11 year old girl cleaning out a crack den and shooting a man in the head while sitting on his shoulders. Just sayin'.
I also liked the fact that I went into the theater expecting nothing at all. I had only the vaguest idea of what the movie was about, and had made my own rather negative assumptions. Positive surprises <3
Okay, I'll admit that Kick-Ass is no Academy Award winning masterpiece. And that the amount of dead people and blood in it can live up to a half decent splatter film. But it was FUN. And left you with that giddy, have-to-talk-about-this-NOW feeling that you only get after a really good show.
The only other movie I've seen lately that even came close was Daybreakers. A plot that's pretty much the definition of "my cup of tea", quirky little details that add to the atmosphere - all good so far. But then the hot army-dude had to come save the day and get the girl. Go figure. BLAH.
An honorable mention goes to Sherlock Holmes too, for making Holmes a
I find the fact that I only saw Kick-Ass because of random chance. It makes me wonder what else I have missed out on...
Today I'd like to talk about how I have apparently turned into an unmarried, 20 year old housewife. The reason? I like to watch tv, or at least I like to watch tv shows on my computer. But mostly I am too restless to just sit down and look at a screen, so I need something to keep my hands occupied while I watch my shows. Is that weird? (yes, yes it is). Anyway. Crocheting seemed like the natural choice. And after that came knitting. Now I feel like showing off some stuff I have made, so here you go Internet.
I started out with the standard stuff: hats, socks oven mitts and the like, but damn that gets old quickly. Now I almost exclusively make completely useless, but much more entertaining things (ie toys).
Buut since this post is all about my bragging, I would at least like to show you the one pair of socks that are actually worth talking about. CLICK. Yeah, I don't have a picture of the ones I made :/ Sorry 'bout that. But mine are black, white and grey, if that helps. On to the fun stuff:
( Image heavy (and hand made) geekery under the cutCollapse )
...and this entry won't be any more interesting if I put a fancy quote as the subject :p
Hi. I'm still alive, I promise. I wish I could say my lack of updates is because my life is so full of action and mad adventures these days that I just couldn't find the time to write anything sooner. I really do wish that. But no. It's more of the exact opposite - I don't update because I have nothing interesting to tell you what so ever.
Five days of the week are spent getting up, attending lectures and/or lab courses, cooking dinner, watching sit coms on tv for an hour to properly numb my brain, doing homework and going to bed. And looking forward to Friday afternoon. Then it's finally Friday, and before you know it - bham! - it's Monday again.
Okay, maybe life isn't that bad. I just like bitching :p And the weekends, short as they may be, do usually make up for the routine hell that is the rest of the week. Home cooked Asian dinners with my floor mates, singstar parties, movies, and spending an utterly ridiculous amount of time in bed are all quite enjoyable.
I'll be going home to my parents for Easter in two weeks though. And because of our mandatory internships the break will be almost a full month. Don't know how I feel about that. Two years ago a one month break would have been the Best Thing Ever, but now I'm rather unexcited about living at home for that long. Living on your own does spoil you rather quickly :P
I will be spending the first five days at Fürst Medical Laboratory though, which will probably be both very interesting and completely terrifying.
I'm not in the best mood right now. I realized earlier that exactly one year I go I was in China. Down south somewhere, where it was warm and beautiful. And that makes me strangely sad. It was just such an absolutely amazing time - the sights, the food, the adventure, and most of all the people. And knowing that it's extremely unlikely that I'll ever do anything like that again is not a good feeling. /depression
After school today I went down to the blood donor place because I felt like being a good citizen, and because I have finally run out of reasons to postpone it. I have actually wanted to be a blood donor for quite some time, and since the office is in the same friggin building as most of my lectures I really have no arguments left why I shouldn't. After filling out my questionnaire (containing such delightful questions as "has there ever been a case of mad cow's disease in your family?" and "have you ever accepted narcotics as payment for sexual favors?") some blood tests were taken and more questions were asked. And then I realized that this was crappy timing - even if I don't have HIV or syphilis, which I am really pretty sure I don't, they still don't want my blood. Because I have a new partner there is a quarantine period of 6 months to make sure he doesn't give me HIV or syphilis. Which means I am not approved until June, and then I go home. So yeah, me actually doing something nice and helpful will have to wait until I get back here in August. Kind of bummed about that -.-
The rest of the day was spent writing about confidentiality and baking an apple pie. (it was good, but note to self: it will be even better if you remember to peel the apples first *facepalm*)
Valentines (one of the people I share this floor with) came back today, and the first thing he said when he met me was "oy, you haven't put on much weight over the holidays. So FU" That's a direct quote. I guess it's a kind of compliment, although it scores several WTF-points.
Yep, I love my neighbours ♥
(Short post is very short. Deal with it)
I got back to Trondheim and my own room last night, and was kind of surprised at how good that felt. I'm pretty sure I was happier about getting back here after three weeks at home with my parents than I was about getting back home after three months here :P It might have something to do with the fact that I'm the first one on my floor to arrive, so I have the kitchen/living room aaaall to myself. Singing and dancing while cooking anyone? xD
On a completely different note, I have come to the rather depressing conclusion that I only read 22 books last year D: That's...not very much at all. The list is not complete though, since I only started writing it in May and had to guess about what I read before that. But still, not good >.< I blame awesome-school last year, and stupid studying this year! :P
✘ Best book read in '09: The Mote in God's Eye by Larry Niven & Jerry Pournell. Sci-fi at it's absolute finest. But since it's the second time I read it, it's kind of cheating. Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card was brilliant too, and it really surprised me by being so good :P
✘ Worst book read in '09: Heartsick By Chelsea Cain. It was a crime thriller, and thus I should know better.
If anyone have recommendations for good, but not too serious books that I can read, please share :P
And a question for someone who is not from Scandinavia: do you get any sort of financial support for going to college/uni/higher education of choice? From the government I mean?
Because here all students can apply for a loan that will cover food, books and a decent place to live for the duration of your studies. And when(if) you get passing grades on all your final exams 30% or whatever of your final debt will be canceled. I'm pretty sure that this is no the case in the US at least, but what about other places?
Because I really can't see how any young person can afford living on their own without it, if they like me simply can't manage a job in addition to school Oo
PS. Screw you, winter. And I mean that *glares* It was nice and winter-y to have a foot of snow back home, and I could even live with an average temperature of -20 degrees C, but only because it was for a limited period of time and I could steal my mom's winter clothes. But why did this godawful temperature have to follow me back here? Enough is enough, plzkthx.