fiskekake og sjokoladekake!!!

first hours in Norway:

  • laura does not show up at the airport
  • the bus stop at Fantoft looks rather empty, as laura does not even bother picking me up from there, either
  • laura finally shows up – crippled
  • I am dragged along to some stranger’s bedroom to pick up a mattress, and obviously faint there – an amazing experience which I will never forget
  • I get fed with mouldy bread and FUCKING sweet water – diabetic style
  • I feel that there is some rather disgusting soaking wet toilet paper (hopefully not used) on my forehead
  • We then proceed to L’s room, where I am fed (again), this time with sticky rice and soy sauce – at least laura’s cooking skills are getting better by the hour

these are my first impressions of Beautiful Bergen..

jeg er sulten:(

yes but I am too lazy to go to the supermarket to buy some food soooo…. I guess I will starve some more.

I am excited about azzls (7 hours to go), sad because I don’t want to think about all the cool people that are leaving at the end of the semester.. kind of disappointed and at the same time satisfied with myself because my workspace doesn’t look like a mess anymore.Today is a big long day of randomness (paperwork and answering emails) and the academy is really kind of empty and there’s not much to tell, really..

Other than seeing a procession of people with fake halos on their heads, singing, on the 8th floor this morning… and smelling cake

robot vs. girl: the animal fight

robot: right: top 5 favourite animals and reason why
girl: hm… okay.
penguins, because of the way they walk
donkeys, because they’re so much better than horses
hippos, because i once saw one in an enclosed space with an electric fence around it, and it made me really sad
robot: tigers, because they are so relaxed and powerfull at the same time
girl: dinosaurs, obviously, because well they’re cool and it would be so easy to give them a pair of sunglasses and a guitar and turn them into rockstars…
robot: badgers, because they are cool, and i saw a pair fighting once – evil
robot: wolves, because they are so smart
girl: oh and i like raccoons … but i’m not sure if i like them as much as bears
robot: turtles – because they are just cool
girl: OMG HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN TURTLES
robot: and wombats, because they have cute asses, and ravens, and salamanders are kinda cool too
girl: YES TURTLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so, it looks like turtles would SO win in a battle of the bands animals.
what’s your favorite animal?

PS: this has actually nothing to do with bergen or travelling at all, but whatever. ANIMALS!

London has our hearts

I decided to fly to London, partly because I knew that end of november would bring boredom, partly because I thought I couldn’t make it through my favorite month without seeing my favorite friend.

So. Sunday night is just pure enjoyment, randomness and champagne which we drank on the way to our favorite neighborhood (Brockley). I was introduced to Jonny and his bunny. (I was trying to find a way to formulate this – I just love the rhyme, don’t you?)

Monday was walking around, almost sightseeing, hanging out in a park by myself reading Miss Chopsticks by Xinran, then hiding in a bookstore for more books books books, coffee + boyspotting.


waterloo station!


trees are friends

Monday was also cool because we went to the water rats to see soko, who was wonderful, and then we flew to the barfly just on time to catch verdena before they got on stage. They were amazing, just like the last time I saw them…


Azzls is random


so am I

thank you Helen

[to be continued..]

insanity

everyone is going crazy in this house. I am unsuccessfully trying to book a flight to vienna while getting overwhelmed and flooded by a certain someone’s msn messages, while my dearest flatmate ana is studying in the bathroom… with a chair in the shower, muttering to herself and writing up mathematical equations on the bathroom wall (proof below).

yes, the end of the semester is approaching.

start at the beginning, and when..

..you get to the end, stop.

so. I had a lovely weekend – saturday I hung out with robot, we had late late breakfast (which was awesome – breakfasts are the best meal of the day) and then – after wikipedi-ing random things for hours, such as different dog races and the word “terrapin” (call me nerd but I really wanted to know what the exact difference between a terrapin, a turtle, and a tortoise is) – went into town in the late afternoon, because, well, just because. He was forced to go into the record store, I was forced to enter a clothing store, and then got into a bookstore until we were kicked out. we spontaneously decided to head towards the supermarket for food (breakfast wasn’t enough) and MADE PIZZA at the academy.
it was a wonderfulicious experience for me because, believe it or not, even though I am of pure italian breed, when it comes to pizza i am quite retarded.
we headed back home but took a little detour, which resulted in us driving aimlessly around bergen for two hours, listening to industrial music and talking about (in no particular order): mongolia, japan, girls, boys, languages, books, and music.

hurray for robotmates!

party on B736/738

Ana and I got tired of silly people and shitty parties yesterday, so we came back to our flat, had our last beer and our very own popstar-karaoke-dance party. it was so beautifully amazing – especially since we apparently have deaf neighbours (or neighbours who enjoy listening to Paris Hilton and silly girls singing along, tapping brooms on their walls at 4am). Halfway through I had to change into a skirt because it was getting so hot, haha. We also had a disco light in the kitchen (aka Ana’s bike light) and of course, microphones (=brooms) and a cabbage which we used to emphasize our emotions when it wasn’t clear enough through all the facial mimics. When Tobi knocked on our door and came in, we offered him some vodka and yet another representation of Complicated (I think it was the third time that night…)
he managed to run away after a few minutes, strange, no?
at 3:30 am we had the bright idea of calling everyone on their landline to ask them to come over. thank god we didn’t manage to reach anyone, I’m not sure we would have gotten over the embarrassment of showing to the whole of Fantoft our karaoke talents.


our lovely disco-kitchen

It’s now 3pm and I’ve done nothing productive other than getting Ana addicted to SoKo’s song I’ll Kill Her (as I am writing she is listening to it for the _nth time)

That’s all, folks! have a nice weekend!

some reflections

some more reflections on Bergen..

1) why are the sidewalks so narrow?
2) why is it that the only place where you can get decent coffee is 7-11? isn’t that kind of twisted?
3) why is it that whenever I have free time the weather’s so fucking rainy, and when I have to be stuck inside the whole day, the sun is shining?
4) why do norwegian products (no matter how bad they are) cost way more than imported ones?
5) conversation with the record store guy:
me [in norwegian]: do you speak english?
him [in english]: yes
me [in english]: okay so I’m looking for this ep, etc etc
him [in norwegian]: yes, well there were some problems because the ep is self-distributed, etc etc
me [in norwegian]: I know, I was already here last week.
him [in english]: ah, yes..well maybe you should come back next week..

is that an insane city I live in, or what?