fredag 26. juni 2009

Future guys I shall avoid

- guys that wants me to marry them in order to get a visa
- guys that are my friend's boyfriend
- guys that are my friends, thus destoying the platonic relationship forever
- guys that has screwed the entire town
- guys that askes if I am interested in a threesome
- guys that are my teacher
- guys that borrows my costume mask, promises to call, and then makes a hit&run
- guys that are potheads
- guys that are wanted and has a warrant for $10.000
- guys that pays for my beers and expects me to sleep with them
- guys that could be my father
- guys that has memorized my entire facebook profile
- guys that i meet online. seldomly a good idea to meet in real life.
my friend once jokily called me a maneater. i am pretty sure he meant it. to my defense you sure have to kiss alot of frogs before you find the price.

Michael Jackson 1958-2009

This is very sad. I hope he finally gets the peace he deserves.

lørdag 20. juni 2009

In the heat of summer sunshine I'll kiss you and nobody needs to know


Maria Alexandra og Sara

Gabriela, meg og Eline

Disse er Maria Alex's bilder fra de siste dagene i Bergen før sommeren. Jeg kjenner jeg savner Bergen litt! Det er lenge til august.

fredag 19. juni 2009

Everybody's Seaching For Intimacy

Today's theme on Oprah was dysfynctional sexuality within different couples, and how to cope with them in order to have a harmonic relationship. The author of the book "Real Sex for Real Women", Laura Berman, was there to present some of the themes in her book. She spoke about something I found interesting, which was the word intimacy. Well, you'd think you know what it means; the normal association is just a finer term for sex. But on the show she talked about different types of intimacy that need to be in balance for a good relationship to work. Sexual intimacy is an important factor in a romatic relationship, but emotional intimacy is something else. Together they compose what one would characterize as "love". It is when this balance is achieved that love takes over.

I'm not about to write a book review, but some of the things they discussed on the show triggered me to think about the parallel betweed sex and relationship. You have to love yourself physically and emotionally before you can expect to be loved, and to achieve a romantic relationship. But I'm just contemplating; how the heck do you do that? When there's no one to show you the way? And I realize that these are things you need to figure out on your own... but I don't want to wait till I'm too old and it's too late. I'm starting to resent my own unpatienceness. I want to have it all; but that's not how it goes. So basically that means that I'm maintaining my own loneliness. Huh...

I had this idea as I was going to bed the other night. The thought intrigued me to such an extent that I was unable to sleep. The way I deal with the other sex is in a rather superficial way. I have come to the point that I think I am not about to meet anyone that can fulfill my emotional needs/standards in an ideal relationship, so usually I keep whatever's going on simple and effortless. Does it make me happy? No. But to my defense I ask, what is happiness? Happiness is just like the illusion of love: non-existing, with the sole purpose to keep us miserable by our continuing lack to achieve it. Deep down, I hope it's not really like that. Like Madonna sings: "Don't you ever tell me...Tell me love isn't true. It's just something that we do." Maybe it's just to simple to think like that. Because it's easier to be cynic and say that love is but an illusion than to actually feel something. Am I too proud for love? Or too scared of being hurt? Everyone knows that you have to risk to get an reward.

Either way, back to my mind flow: I've grown weary of the superficialness in which I often choose to act out. Quite frankly, it's getting old. I'm ready for new things; if I continue like this I will lose my integrity. I put myself down to an inferior level, because I know I chould be so much more. I imagined to start over, in a new place, with new people, with a new me. To reinvent myself, - to recast the old me into a different form. To ridden myself of the superfical things that defines who I don't want to be. By this, I mean both physically and emotionally. Is such a thing possible? Can you quit on yourself, or would the old you always catch up with you?

I would shave my head, take my ear-rings out, not wear make-up and only comfertable clothes. I wouldn't get drunk, thus having a clear mind. I would write in my journal, read books and not use the internet. I would not care about making an impression, just listen and learn. I would move around in strange countries, socialize with the people I come over and mingle with the locals. I would be open minded and not stuck on the views I've always had. This way I will learn the delicacy of love. And the potential attachments would be in a deeper spiritual level before in an intimate way. I am more than my skin. Physical appearance is ephemeral, integrity is permanent.

Perhaps this sounds completely crazy. It wouldn't be a journey in search of myself. I know who I am., well at least I know who I don't want to be. Besides, life's not about finding yourself; it's about creating yourself.

My friend told me she doesn't think it's necessary with such a drastic change. She's probably right. I'm glad I have someone to pull me down to earth when my mind's on an overflow. And, really, who am I kidding? - I'd be scared shitless.

onsdag 17. juni 2009

25 random things about me

first's first; look at this awesome body suite i bought today @ Bik Bok. And to my great surprise, it was 50% off!:)i can't wait to use it at the Roskilde festival...I'd reckon it's a good wear at a festival, wouldn't you say?

Okay, here it goes:
1. I have a twin brother. No, we don’t look alike (he’s 6’5 and has brown hair).

2. When I was a kid my dad used to call me Houdini, because I could get out of any sort of physical trap. I used to not want to go to bed when I was a baby, so this one time my folks tied me to my bed (I know that sounds wrong). but somehow I got up (with the mattress on my back), and climbed out the 3rd. floor window. Luckily my aunt walked past outside; saw some white diapers hanging out of the window, and leaped to my rescue. True story (or so I’ve been told).

3. I don’t take criticism very well, at least not if it’s a touchy subject to me.

4. I sob like a baby whenever there has to do anything with death. It frightens me because I can’t get my head around it.

5. I hate my skin.

6. I appreciate people who can tell me something I don’t already know.

7. I sing all of the time. If not out loud, trust you me, there’s a radio that never shuts down inside my head.

8. I live for impulsiveness, even though I know it could get me in trouble.

9. I love listening to music and memorizing lyrics. My biggest downfall in life is that I’m musical.

10. Travelling is what I live for. Can’t seem to keep myself at one place over a long period of time…

11. I’m a lazy bum and I like my comfort.

12. I’m a decent listener and advise-giver.

13. I’m a pathetic people-pleaser and say yes to most favors, even though I don’t necessarily want to.

14. I’m horrible at math and cooking; which I try to avoid as much as I possibly can.

15. I’m a total geek about old movies from the 50’s… I’m a sucker for James Dean, Marlon Brando, Elizabeth Tyler, Marilyn Monroe and Audry Hepburn…all ‘em good stuff:)

16. I'm afraid of commitment (hey, first step is realizing you have a problem, right?) :p

17. I write to keep sane. I’ve kept a journal since I learned how to write.

18. I'm feminine and love dressing up but underneath I’m the biggest tomboy ever...I'm extremely competative.

19. I like to dance, but can't take directions whatsoever.

20. I can't stand it when people I care about are mad me.

21. I have the greatest friends ever. And keeping in touch with the few precious ones is very important to me.

22. I understand more or less 6 languages.

23. I spend way too much time on the computer.

24. I know I was meant for great things, it least greater than this.

25. I used to worry a lot. Over the years I’ve learned not to. Nowadays not very much really gets to me anymore. I kinda wish it would.

mandag 15. juni 2009

I'll keep you my dirty little secret

the ill news dazzled me
and i never seem to stop to be in awe
over how little one actually turn out to know one another

you asked me if it would have been different if
i knew back then
when it mattered
to be quite frank
it probably would have been more interesting

[trouble: i really ought to change my standards]

søndag 14. juni 2009

You Were The Last High

i have known love like a whore
from at least ten thousand more
then i swore
that you were the last...

you were the last high

last night i put your painting back up
looked at it, smiled and wondered
if it was unfortunate that
you just happend to have met me at a very strange point of my life
then i put it back under my bed
and ill save it to some cold winter night

[at least now we know what not to do again]

fredag 12. juni 2009

pictures that make me laugh hard

Edited picture of Boramir from LotR; ridiculously funny

"Chuck Norris in 300"; hilarious

and, finally, Marthe next to some locals in Vietnam; - priceless

torsdag 11. juni 2009

I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas

i have looked through some of the so-called 15 most influencial fashion blogs in the world, according to the swedish version of Glamour. personally, having my own style (meaning not having the taste nor the money to blog about fashion), im not too interested in these fashion-blogs. but however man, you can find tons of curious and bizarre pictures on these sites.
here's a wonderful and utterly random mix of some of them: what do you think?

true norwegian black metal.

aw. I <3 NY
what can i say? its pink.
this i like.
quite random really: BRUNO (aka. borat, aka. ali-g, aka. sasha)
get your freak on
ah, peace love and BATIKK.
this works very well for those with three eyes (hence: trolls)
wanna dance?
ive got Bambi in my hair!
now thats bizarre

wtf? no heels!?

absolutely beautiful

søndag 7. juni 2009


What the hell do I do that for?
You're just another guy
Ok, you're goddamned sexy but you're not really special

But I won't mind
If you take me home
Come on take me home
I won't mind
If you take off all your clothes
Come on take 'em off

Beause I like you so much better when you're naked
I like me so much better when you're naked!

For tredje år på rad gikk SOMMARFESTEN av stabelen i går. Været har vært bedre tidligere, men godt nok. Vi kicked off med vorspiel i hagen min. Eg, Liv Unni, Inger Marie, Marthe og Ingunn grilla og spiste rekesmørbrød mens sola ennå var oppe. Eg drakk hvitvin og blei i godt humør...:) Selve sommarfesten var artig som alltid. Ida Maria konserten var høydepunktet for min del. Eg såg ho jo på Hulen i Bergen for en stund siden, og blei veldig fan da. Etterpå spilte The September When (bakgrunnsmusikk for min del), og til slutt kom Dumdum Boys opp på scena. Vi var alle enige om at det hadde vært en særs vellykka kveld.

You're my best friend, and I love you

Inger og eg demonstrerer tandemhopp:p

Liv Unni is always classy


Vi deila oss.

Ingunn og eg prøver å være overivrige tilhengere av hårbånd trenden.

tirsdag 2. juni 2009

no routine science could heal the sickness we rehearse

yesterday i came back home
to my home town
i just grabbed dinner and went
on a hike with LU to a local peak
we had a nice walk
and we had some good conversations
i love her very much
i suddenly realized i hadn't seen my cat at the house
half joking/half serious i said
i wonder if mom has put her down while ive been away?
nooo...she wouldn't do that without telling you
LU said
i told LU she didn't know my mother
when i came home i asked my mother
so where's Pepsi?
- in cat heaven
i put her down

Something Corporate - "Forget December"
On Christmas morning
Outside was pouring
All was hopeless in this home
But no one's speaking
And no one creeping
To see if she was on the phone

And you were quiet
This routine riot
Is all but practical to me
And if we see it
Why can't we beat it
Can we let each other be?

Forget December
It won't be better
Than I remember it before
And this month only
Will be so lonely
But not so Holy anymore

New Years Eve came
But nothing had changed
All the problems just got worse
We sat in silence
No routine science
Could heal the sickness we rehearse

And if I'm talking
My words are mocking
The deaf ears they had fallen on
These words are tainted
With years are jaded
In a sense that's all but gone

Forget December
It won't be better
Than I remember it before
And this month only
Will be so lonely
But not so Holy anymore

Forget December
It won't be better
Than I remember it before
And this month only
Will be so lonely
But not so Holy anymore

Forget December
It won't be better
Than I remember it before
Our silent night
Won't feel quite right
It's not so silent anymore

On Christmas morning
Outside was pouring
All was hopeless in this home