faults

yesterday was a weird day. it started with me leaving for work, realizing my car was dead due to empty battery. okay, scooter. after work i borrowed a start cable from a gas station. when i came come i started to try figuring the shit out, even though i have never started a car like that before. i first thought that i needed an extended electric cable, so i connected one in the garage. then i tried opening the hood; but it was practically impossible! there supposedly were a little "tap" inside of the hood that i had to move, but i couldn't find it to save my life. i eventually got so pissed off because i couldn't even open the hood, that i had to take a break. i went back inside and noticed the electricity was out. huh, how strange. i looked inside the "electricity-closet", but could not see anything immediately wrong. i went over to the neightbours to see if they too lacked electricity, but there were no one at home. i went back outside to try fix the car. i called my mom to get instructions, and she said i should just forget about it if i didn't even know how to open the hood. i became seriously frustrated and almost started crying! i told myself; martine, get a fucken grip. and CLICK! i found the fucking hidden tap and the hood opened like a secret door out of nowhere. what a relief. my mom was still on the phone. "okaaay, then i put the car cable....here? uhhm... is that the battery? looks like it. ehh.... the red cable first, then the black cable."
mom was worried and said i shouldnt do it because she thought id be electricuted. i got inside of the car, twisted the keys, and YAY; the car was ALIVE! hurray! at that very moment i experienced a huge sense of accomplishment.

i returned the car cable to the gas station and went to volleyball practice. it was so much fun. i kinda miss playing with them. i think perhaps i will play with Førde's 1.div. lady team this season (well, at least some of the games they'll play in the Bergen area). i was so happy of my new accomplishment that my mood was beyond great and i had to tell everyone i met about it. i kinda felt abit silly afterwords, but hey.

after the practice i had to try to fix the electricity. i once again called my mom for help. she didnt know what was wrong either. i thought id make the best of the situation, so i tapped the bathtub and lighted a few candles and read the news. then my dad calls, telling me he'd sent a friend who knew electricity over. in that very moment someone knocks on the door, and i had to throw on some sweaty trainers. he eventually figureded it out, and the break was caused by the destroyed cable i had connected in the garage earlier on. afterwords i went back in the tup, swiched the lights off, and continued the darkness. after all, it had been very cosey:)

today its wednesday, and i got up early for work. i was super tired but got there at 7.30. my boss looks at me and says: "I thought you'd swiched your early watch with Stian?" Which I totally had, but totally forgotten about. i wasn't supposed to show until 2 hours later. aaargh... and Stian showed up two seconds later. needless to say, i felt a bit dumb. so i drove back home and decided to do some blogging. so there. that's what's going down. if you've actually read all of this, you most be more fucked than im feeling at the moment.

and hey,this sunday me and my old gang went on a road trip in our own county; more spesific to "Grotesanden" and "Kalvåg" in Bremanger. Here are some of the pictures Inger Marie took on the trip: