New fav past-time:)

After having contemplated the wonderous knitting-culture among my darling girlfriends and thinkin of yet another sad reason for why I'm gonna miss grandma (she was the QUEEN of everything crafts-related - the lady got paid for knitting models and so did my mom when she was a teenager because of her)! She could knit, heckle, embroider, mend, sow or manufacture anything, and in the spirit of our constant productive Christmases (and later easters, birthdays etc), I figure I'd attempt to take up knitting on a very basic stage again.

How come? Hmm, good question. Well, it keeps arthritis-prone (genetically and professionally at least), fingers nimble and provides an activity during my mindless hours of watching television - yippi:) And it reminds me of great times spent with grandma planning future presents and being assisted by her awesome talent in producing them...
(I miss her a lot - she truly was my deepest connection to a very different generation, and yet she always got me. An amazing lady with the soul of an absolute angel - no one compares to her, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart! I would give my lungs for a half hour of her kind company...) Not to mention knitting and listining to great music like Dishwalla is good for my sanity:)

Anyhoo, it seemed like a good a time as any to take crafting up again, and I don't think I'm the first student to think of any number of things to do before any actually study gets done...lol At the mo I'm quite addicted - maybe some of u'll get home crafted presents for Christmas?;)

A sacramental weekend

The weekend before last I went home to Bergen for a quickie due to my cousin having his confirmation on the Saturday and me not having seen people properly in ages - the trip down is now cheaper if you fly down than if you take the bus...Insanity!

Anyhoo, I flew down on Wednesday night, and had until Monday morning before I flew back to Volda. The trip is divided into two parts - the 25 minute flight from Volda to Sogndal and four minutes later the 25 minute flight from Sogndal to Bergen. The plane was one of these small ones that probably wouldn't seat more than 30 people and the noise it made was closer to infernal than any metal-band I've ever been to a concert with, I tells ya!

Granddad arrived on Thursday and Friday I spent at Kilroy Travels' international education fair in the city - have to know what my options are, right? The moronic part is that even though I now know what area I wanna do my masters in, I've found even more ways to get it, not to mention places to get it done in... The story of my life, basically. Why is that? Is it just me, or does anyone else have the same thing? Always pondering how to conduct the next chapter of your life long before it's arrived? Not to mention the constant discovery of new possibilites, which always lead to second guessing of the things you already thought you'd decided for sure...

Anyhoo, I'm swerving here! Back to the sacramental Saturday. We arrived at the modern, but still beautiful Landro Church at Sotra and experienced a nice enough service. The confirmants(?) looked good in their angelic white robes, and pleased that their money-making day had finally arrived. Then back to their house for dinner:) Always good at these things, the food that it is. We ate for hours - at least it felt like we did afterwards...lol Lots of pictures were taken, speeches were given, and monologues updating everyone on what exactly I've been doing down under for another 6 months. Then more food, but this time dessert.. By then we'd caved and gone for a walk to at least try to fool our digestive systems into thinking we didn't intentionally try to shut it down. All in all a standard confirmation day...:)

After returning home it took me twenty (literally), seconds to change out of my high heels and strappy dress and get a more going out-friendly outfit on - coz me and Beat were gonna hit the town together for the first time in over 6 months! Weehee:) It turned out to be a night of numerous drinks, dances and meeting old classmates and great friends again - just the way it should be after a long absence!

Tutoring wanted!

I'm attempting to learn how to do this whole blog-thingy properly, but am apperantly too untechnological to comprehend Blogger's instructions... Anyone out there who knows how to make a link list beyond the ones in my blog already? Would be cool to have links for some of the blogs that I read on a regular basis etc... Feel free to assist and laugh at my incompitence any time:)

In advance, I thank you, dear tutor! (Yes, I'm assuming that one of ya'll out there doesn't have anything better to do with your time...lol)

Sweet surrender to boredom

It's been a while since I wrote anything of substance here, so a quick update is in order, I guess.
Volda is tuning into autumn-mode which means it's getting colder and the leaves are changing colour. Luckily we've still had an unusual amount of nice summery days and I've taken some really funky pics of my fav town and the scenery here - I'll post some as soon as I get them transferred.

Other than that uni isn't exactly busy. I've picked a semester dissertation topic for my media science-class and I've been assigned a supervisor. Surprise surprise - it's Torill Mortensen - she's been supervising every single one of my assignments here in Volda since my second semester at the information & media-program. But I'm happy, coz she's good at it, and hopefully that'll help me return to former glories... I've also handed in my prioritised list of where I wanna do my two month internship - yippi! Think I've managed to put them in the correct order as well, so now all I have to do is hand in my resume and wait for a reply as to if I got my first choice approved *fingers crossed*. It's in Bergen and it's the Centre for Internationalisation of higher Education in Norway, so there will probably be a lot of 'heavy' documents to read, but that's fine. I have some experience with this topic from student politics and from using exchange programs rather frequently so it should be interesting:)

In terms of entertainment I've been out and about enjoying various offers in my sleepy town. My first night back at the bar at Rokken was during a concert with an awesome band called 'Brute Bugaloo' and they made the night a great success. I also got to experience Trond Viggo Torgersen's new comedytour-thingo, which I enjoyed a lot! (For you non-native readers - hah, don't I sound arrogant... - he's a former children's television writer and comedian whom we've all grown up with. He was the one who thought us about our bodies every week when we were youngens). Other than that I've been hanging out with my wonderful girls regularly - we cook supper and watch 'Grey's Anatomy' together every week - it's really nice.

Next week, however, I won't be joining them as I'm starting my PADI Open Water Dive course!!! Very excited and kinda nervous, but I think it'll be great. Will have to pay about 500 AUD for the course itself, so it's a good deal. (Booshocks to u P, I'll have my certificate soon too! Yippi!) Can barely wait to do the diving-thing again... Speaking of diving and water and stuff - I've gotten fish in the fish tank I've aquired! Three of them, so I need name proposals for my darling guppy-fish.

My battery's running low, so tata for now:)

The baddest of them all...

Just before September 11, Rokken hosted a theme-party with an exceptionally horrifying theme: Bad taste...The colours! The clothes! The shoes and God forbid, the horrible, horrible hair! I'll let ya'll be the judge of whether or not I'm exaggerating...:)