I GOT TO MEET THE MINISTER TODAY

Ok, I know that for normal people that is not such a big thing, but you all know how much of a geek I am when it comes to my subject, and meeting the minister of Tourism was really something... boy does he know alot about his subject! I suppose you kinda have to to be a minister..

21 days?

This is it, the so called amount of days it takes for the body to get used to a new routine. I've been trying to see if I feel a difference, but actually I don't. Maybe it's because I've been to the gym every day, so I haven't had a chance to just relax and revive. The fitness programme is taking up quite a lot of time though, yesterday I got so caught up in my veggie shopping that I forgot play rehearsals... (uh oh, they're gonna give me so much shit.. and I deserve it..)

Went to the gym yesterday for an hour, just to procrastinate. I have schoolwork to do, but I'm not really that motivated to do any of it. I'm still craving lollies whenever I sit down to do schoolwork. Which is making me bite my nails down even further than before. Not good. -.-

I don't understand why I am so grumpy! grr.

My new room

My new room is what I'd call freakishly small. I have about 2 sqare metres of floor space, that I have to use for my heater, my gym bag, my shoes, my laundry basket, my paper bin, my computer chair... when all comes to all, I don't have much floor space.
What is cool though, is that I finally managed to put up my wall carpet! Wehe! Today is extremely cold, so I've left the curtains drawn. It's windy as.
And here is my new view: I can see a bit of the Terrace, and I can see a bit of Dixon street. Pretty handy location. :)
The good thing about having a small room is that it is easy to heat up. Even with the heater at an extremely low setting I am happy and snug. The bad thing is that I don't have space to move.. And no space for my beloved gym ball. I wonder how I didn't see that this room would be that small...

What to do about the thesis

I think I've got it under control now... I guess what I would have needed from my supervisor was a bit more direction and a kick in the ass, but seeing as no one here at school is an expert at my field, things aren't that straight forward. gotta have it sussed by tomorrow at 4:30!

It seems that I am much better at managing my diet and my workout than I am at managing my studies at the moment, as can be seen from the eager posting on my fitness blog. The dieting is still pretty hard, but I am managing better than I though I would... Haven't had a lolly for 16 days! I'm thinking of all the things that I can eat when I finish the programme, but then I get to thinking that if I eat all the things that I want to eat, I'm just gonna put on all the weight again... better just keep at it. It's pretty easy when having a personal trainer though... just makes things so much more easy, and keep the motivation up. I guess the real challenge starts the day that I am on my own....

Sunday Market

This is one of my new hobbies: securing fresh produce for the rest of the week at the farmer's market in town. As my diet now consist of 2/3 fruit and vegetable, this is the best way to get the freshest produce and SAVE MONEY. It's unbelievable what the supermarkets are charging for vegetables... I just checked the price for green beans yesterday: $15 a kilo! Here at the market it is about $6, but prices vary from stall to stall. And you can get a punnet of cherry tomatoes for $2,50, compared to $6 at New World. Crazy, huh?

Oh yea, and I lost 3kgs already on the fitness programme, and still have 6 weeks to go. :) Life is good.

blogging

This is what blogging should be like. I'm borrowing my new flatmate's cat, Say. She is super friendly, and seeing as I miss having a cat on my lap, I don't mind her occupying my lap from time to time. :)

It's been a weird weekend, I've been quite moody, and therefore it was good to go out with Jo tonite and just watch a nice movie. We went to see the new Narnia film. It was good, although it was a bit heavy on the candy floss, but the special effects were nice (minus the water guy, that just looked very weird and reminded me of LOTR bigtime).

Now it's bedtime, and then to the market tomorrow! yussss.

It's been a busy week so far... I've been training, moving flats, got sick and am now getting better, attending lectures... And last night we had the flat cooling for the place that I lived in over the hols. Was possibly the first party I've ever attended for a "whole night" without consuming a single drop of alcohol.. was a bit weird. But it felt real good to wake up this morning and not be hung over! Would have been doubly great if it wasn't pooring down outside! Oh well...
Today and tomorrow I am hoping to get as much studying done as possible. My throat is getting super sore, and I hope that it'll heal fast so that I'm ready for monday's workout again! Just typical to get sick now that I'm so busy..
The new flat is ok, the people are nice, but my room is freakishly small!! like, I only just managed to squeeze my furniture in here... a bit claustrophobic.. I don't have room to get a proper desk, which is something that I really need as a student.. Jo! I really hope we'll set up a flat in Nov! :) Would be great.

End of flathunting

I've got a flat. It's on the Terrace! I'm pretty stoked with the location. A bit of drama tonight though, when the "dream flat" said that they wanted me to come live with them, and I only accepted the other flat yesterday night.. But after mulling it over for a while I've managed to come to terms with it. There are several advantages of moving to the house on the Terrace instead of the flat on Dixon street, and so, to make myself feel good about it, here they are (Key words in capitol letters):

1. The PEOPLE in the Terrace flat seem really nice as well, and there is a CAT.

2. There are 3 computer specialists in the flat, so if I ever need help with my comp I can just go to the flatmates! :D

3. The Terrace is perfectly situated between town and uni. This means, I can WALK EVERYWHERE! The location also means that I can easily get to the gym. And use my free bus pass when I am lazy.

4. The room at the Terrace flat has a WINDOW (the other room didn't) with a very nice VIEW.

Not to talk about how much grief it would cause to let the other flat down now. I don't want to cause trouble. And I believe that I will be happy on the Terrace. I think that you face challenges like this every once in a while so that you are able to develop as a person. I had to find out what was most important to me.. a dishwasher, or my principles? I found that my principles were more important. I don't go back on my word.

Now I have to find a moving company, and get all my stuff prepared to be moved yet another time. It'll be the first time I'm using a moving company.. it's exciting. :D Like hiring a cleaner, or ... any other act of hiring a person to do work that one could do oneself, but is too lazy to do. And my friends will get a break!

;)

Had enough

I am so sick of flathunting now. I've just about had what I can take of it, and still I haven't found a place. I hate having to sell myself, and I hate going to tonnes of places that are just shit. At this stage I just want to go back to stafford and give a shit about flathunting until november. Seriously.

Pretty pretty shoes...

I just want to immortalise them!

I need to start studying for real... I have so much to do this trimester! I need to do my readings, start the literature review for my dissertation, practise my lines for the play... Find a FLAT... *Grumble*

Midland Sushi

With a line this long, you know the sushi is good. ^_^

the gym project

I decided to write a blog about getting fitter. So, if you're at all interested, check it out. ;)

Fitness Blog

A Grey Hair

I have been anticipating this moment for a long while, in fact many of my friends already found theirs around 23. I found (or rather, my friend Christine found) my very first grey hair (to my knowledge it was the first). It was so grey that it was white. Just a couple of days earlier I decided that I'll go with it when my hair goes grey, just dye it white or something.. I just finished a book where there was a woman whose hair went white over nigth because of something she saw. Odd... Well, there it is. At 27 and a half.

Homesick, for the ..37th time?

Soundtrack: Thomas Dybdahl - A Lovestory

I am such a whiny baby. I am homesick. Again. I sometimes get so surprised about how well my mum knows me.. I was feeling kinda blue, and wanted to call home to hear about summer, sun and wonderful things, and my mum instantly just knew that I was feeling a bit down. And yes, I do call even if I am happy, so it wasn't just that I called. I finally managed to see the sex and the city movie the other day, and I guess the ending was happy enough and it was a nice finale to the show. It just occurred to me after the movie though, all their lives are soooo wonderful and fantastic with fashion, skinny bodies and shoes, but none of them seem to have any family at all??? Only once on the show was there anything about the family of Miranda, other than that the rest of them seem to have no mothers, no fathers, no siblings or cousins or whatever. It's so weird... I miss my family. And I hate the fact that now that I finally live with people that I care about again (the last perfect flat I guess was with Jo and Manu), I have to move again, and risk moving into a place where I don't get along with the people. If I even manage to find a flat that I like in the two weeks that I have left before I have to leave. I think possibly that Sean and Alex find me a bit of a drag though, being all needy and whiny and particular. And that I always assume that people find me to be a drag. I guess that can be tiresome as well.

I start school again next monday. And I start my new training routine. And my "new" day rythm. thank goodness that I start early on this Monday, so that I can't opt out and sleep in. I wonder what it will be like, working out every day. Not going to the gym every day, but making sure that I am active for at least half an hour every day, walking or swimming with Christine or biking or whatever... and studying... for some reason I think that having a fitness routine will make it easier to study though. I often got tired and unmotivated last trimester and wasted heaps of time on procrastinating and so on.. maybe getting fitter will make me more able to concentrate? We shall see....

ch-ch-ch-changes

Soundtrack: A-ha - Stay on these roads

I finally did what I have been going on about for the last 15 months: I moved out. If it hadn't been for the head tenant kicking me out, then I guess I would still be rotting away in that miserable place. So, I am now living in a temporary flat with two mates, and I must say: It is a rather large change to be living with two blokes as opposed to a bunch of girls. I like it. The flat is a bit scary though, I must admit. I hear people walking in the house all the time, I even FEEL people walking as the house sometimes shakes with the steps, but at times I find myself wondering if there are anyone else in the house at all apart from myself (among the living, that is...). So yeah, a bit scary. I just keep telling myself that it is the neighbours downstairs, and so far it is a good enough explanation. Still, I am only here for another month before it's time to move again. A bit crazy to move twice I guess, but then it felt really good to get out of the old flat. And to get into this one, even though it is for a short time only, I will miss it when I go.

I was wondering today whether my bad year is caused by my morals slacking off. I am probably just being over interpretative as usual, and searching for a cause where there is none, but none the less I will have to think it through. After all, I am starting the programme soon, and then I should have a healthy mind as well as a healthy body. I am wondering how hard it will be changing my diet, and how long it will take before I stop craving chocolate. Oh dear.. I can live without many things, but chocolate is hard to give up. Possibly even harder than quitting smoking... after all, I've been eating chocolate since I was a kid. Hm.. don't wanna think about it right now. ;)

Hm.

It seems that with the branching out of Facebook into notes and posts and all, blogging has become somewhat redundant... Everyone knows what I am up to, anyway. And that isn't much, nowadays! Sitting in front of my computer and trying to crunch out words is the only thing I should be doing for the next two weeks, I cannot wait to finish the last two assignments! Then it's writing thesis proposal, working (hopefully) and then in July it all starts over. I think my first class honours is pretty much gone, the pressure is too hard and I don't think I'll be able to get good enough grades for it... *sigh* I guess that won't matter when I finish my Masters degree though. :) Let's hope so.

Woooow, what a long time it has been since the last time I blogged....

I guess time just flew past, without waiting for me to catch up. But now I realise that I miss pouring my heart onto the screen, instantly feeling better about whatever it is that gets me down, or just sharing good times with people. It is time to start over.

The Present:
I am a postgrad, I am now studying Masters of Tourism Management, year 1 (which is honours). We had the first meeting today, just to see the other people who will suffer alongside us.

Truth is, every year here has brought me new friends, new adventures, and I can't wait to start this year's events. To be perfecty honest, I almost think that I returned too soon. People have been too busy to hang out with me, which I quite understand. But I've been lonely. And idle. I suppose those two go hand in hand. What I should have done, is to stay at home and enjoy the company of my parents and friends in Norway for a couple of weeks longer. I remember that I really didn't want to go home in December, and I was bored when I was at home, but just as I got used to being at home again it was time to leave.. And leaving Europe is never fun, although I absolutely love it here. I guess my heart is divided. Going home brings that to my attention anew.

Two more days now before start of term. I suppose I'll just hang around the house, I don't really have anything to do before I start, so might as well just sink as deeply into boredom as possible before the stress starts.

It's good to be back. :)

Home and Garden Show

Show people are a straaange breed... personally I feel like I've had my brain drycleaned, and after smiling for 8 hours straight two days in a row I'm feeling quite strange. My job this weekend was to shut up, look pretty, smile and take people's money. It's amazing how many completely strange and useless products that are on sale, and what is even more amazing is how extremely good these people are at selling them! Who would have thought that they ever needed a thing to glue to your phone so you don't drop it? (I guess I could have needed one at some point. ahem..) And bouncing balls on a string, or a thingamadoo that cleans your windows on the inside and outside at the same time... I felt a bit like I was trapped in infomercial tv after tv-hours, but without a remote control. Eh well, bygones. At least now I can pay the power bill.

Det er også stygt å si det, men i det minste har jeg nå bevitnet det meste av Wellington's white trash - befolkning..vil jeg tro. haha. ;p


Not such a bad idea after a weekend at the Home and Garden show... hahaha. Thank goodness they don't have any of these close to westpac. Thanx Feli - I love this picture!

Liontamer (faithless)

If you place a thing into the center of your life
That lacks the power to nourish
It will eventually poison everything that you are
And destroy you

A simple a thing as an idea
Or your perspective on yourself or the world
No one can be the source of your contempt,
It lies within, in the center.
Only with mellow while your thin enough to slide through

Don't let nothing ride you.

If the sun or the moon should keel away to die,
They would immediately go out .

One.

Swallow don't make a sound,
But tomorrow has to start somewhere.

Newspapers entertain,
Lion Tamers die in pain
This Child wise beyond words
Whose tears flow without seize

When there's no where, left to run to
Let me come to you, let me help you down
For when the world, gives you tomorrow
You're gonna learn to live again

we can learn to go,
or learn as we go

Just to live, for the day
I know it's hard, to live for the moment
Just try, anyway

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I guess the only way to move on is to really give up. Face it, I don't have a chance.

emotions

I generally hate having crushes. Nothing has changed this time, I really hate it now too. Basically they're just major distractions, that are never acted upon, and thus lead to a massive amount of self critisism and time wasted on being spaced out, imagining that everything will have a happy ending. (gloomy, me? nooo.. never). I have sort of come to the point where I can see land, though. I know that this one too shall pass, and then life will go back to its normal self. It never fails to disappoint me though, how much of a coward I am, and how little I actually think of myself. If I wouldn't pick me, then who on earth would? All these things just make me feel homesick. And homesick I shall be... with this weather, conditions for homesickness are ideal. It's moist, not too cold, sometimes one can smell the salt from the sea.... home. Excactly like home. Predictions are that by wednesday I'll be running around the botanical garden, hugging trees and being completely delirious, longing for the mountains, the fiord, our apple trees, my family, mum's cooking, the glacier, going for rides on dad's bike, late and bright summer nights (that I won't see again till 2010, probably..) , Hansa beer, football on tv, hot afternoon showers, deneb, the big dipper, porkupines sniffing around for bugs.. ok, this is getting ridiculuos. I'm stopping now. *sigh*