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it’s the wrong kind of place, it’s the wrong time

last night was amazing.. the day before was too. the woods, the glitter-prone hills, the late night talks and midnight walks. everything these past few days has been magnified, everything feels larger than life, every sparkle sinks deeper into my memory, every conversation, every silly moment has become more beautiful.
all this sadness becomes more and more heartbreaking.

THANK YOU..

I just got to Vienna. with stars above my head and the city lights reflected under my eyes, I already miss the norwegian lakes, the air that makes your lungs sting, and the mountains of tangerines we ate this week…

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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!

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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..]

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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!

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On baking and soulmatism

wednesday afternoon: baking session with friend P. we got all our ingredients and hijacked the academy kitchen to prepare some wonderful cakes. Joan was witness to the birth of some chocolate and rahmkuchen goodness and decided to document it:


girl’s star-shaped cake


boy and girl: the disturbed series, part one.


boy and girl: the disturbed series, part two.

just for the sake of it, go here and say hello to Miss J. now.

Yesterday: group meeting got cancelled, instead I talked to my tutor about NEXT SEMESTER (I am still so incredibly hyper about being able to stay…) and then went to this killer presentation – the artist was so good, I think I fell in love with her art. ran around insanely, met Margit and Marit in the rain on my way back home, apparently made someone’s day (<3), danced around with Ana while getting ready for the SHOUT OUT LOUDS show. Her and I fell in love, sad but true.
With Sweden’s most gorgeous, good-looking and sexy man.

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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!

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more snow, dinners and workshops.

here is a little review of what has happened in the past weeks – starting with the most important news: our mural is growing daily, making Ana and I happier and happier to have breakfast in our amazingly big and light kitchen.

we are hoping to have it finished by the end of the semester…

The other day I also FINALLY managed to talked to my dear C, who is too much of a busy man to pick up his phone. he rambled for five hours about veganism and hardxcore-ism and about how stupid and ignorant and boring the people he meets at the gym are, and then he yelled a thousand times that he doesn’t like snow and really sounded like a stubborn kid. I can’t help thinking he’s probably the only person in the WORLD who doesn’t enjoy snø :( It was an entertaining conversation AND I found out that his sister lived at FANTOFT this summer – isn’t it the coolest thing ever?

Speaking of fantoft, David came over last night, we invited him for dinner. Ana made her amazing tortilla and I just cooked some vegetable rice.

I told him about my obsession with Minnesota and Nebraska, which no one seems to understand – especially not Americans. oh well.. we hung out pretty much the whole evening, talking about accents, minnesota, art, synaesthesia, crazy Pi-obsessed geniuses, and physics. it was nice.

the weather’s going crazy around here. yesterday was the Great Flood, and today there’s a snow storm..


rainbow: day one


rainbow: day two


the platforms were actually evacuated because of the storm…

we got really, really excited.
When Gabriel and I went for a cigarette on the big roof terrace, we met HÃ¥kon and, after doing a little froggy dance (which, en passant, enabled me to spill coffee all over my freshly-washed grey sweater…), Gabriel built a midget snowman (it looked more like a fat lady with big big boobs.. but nevermind). it was cool.

On my way home from university, the storm was hitting it up, hardcore. It took pictures when I got off the bus, it was totally beautiful and made me very very happy.

I’m really hoping the snow will stay until tomorrow. Then we can go out in the morning and play in it.