Little bit

Lykke Li
Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you I'm thinking of
But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me
Cause I don't know
Eye to eye
Thigh to Thigh
I let go

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit

A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Oh ah

Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh

And for you I keep my legs apart
And forget about my tainted heart
And I will never ever be the first to say it
But still I, yes you know, I..I..I..
I would do it
Push the button
Pull the trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit

If you would do it
If you would say it
If you would mean it
That we could do it
If it was you and I, not only I
Ha hm

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Ah oh

Come here, stay with me
Struck me by the hair
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Come here, stay with me
Struck me by he hair
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit

Little bit
Little bit

Little bit
Little bit
Little bit...

you're everywhere to me

Michelle Branch has the original version of "Everywhere", which is also very good.
While you're at it - check out further Yellowcard productions, such as:
OCEAN AVENUE
BREATHING
LIGHTS AND SOUNDS
VIEW FROM HEAVEN

the worst crime is faking it

de sier
man må bare våge å elske
hvordan tør alle folk det?
jeg har problemer med den tilsynelatende simplisiteten rundt dette fenomenet.
for meg virker det alt annet enn enkelt.

"I just find people so interesting"

Edie Sedgewick, Warhol's muse. One of the first iconic skinny bitches, along with Twiggy.

Wikipedia on Sedgewicks death:
"(...)After the fashion show, she attended a party and was supposedly attacked by a drunken guest who called her a heroin addict. Sedgwick phoned Post, who arrived at the party and, seeing that she was disturbed by the accusations, took her back to their apartment around one in the morning. According to John Pierce in "Edie - an American Biography", she came on to him at the party and complained about her marriage to Post. On the way home, Sedgwick expressed thoughts of uncertainty about their marriage. Before they both fell asleep, Post gave Sedgwick the medication that had been prescribed for her. According to Post, Sedgwick started to fall asleep very quickly, and her breathing was, "bad – it sounded like there was a big hole in her lungs," but he attributed that to her heavy smoking habit and went to sleep.

When Post awoke the following morning, Edie Sedgwick was dead."

Click here for previous post on the "it-girl" Sedgewick.

its saturday night live ooouh

Inger says:
va det masse folk ute i går?
Martine says:
mm
Martine says:
en del på træsken
Martine says:
eg dro bort på pikant på slutten av kvelden med anni og fekk gratis øl
Inger says:
hm,kult
Martine says:
herregud eg krangla med ein idiot i køa
Martine says:
eg kjente at eg hadde ikkje vore så jævla provosert på ei lang tid ass
Inger says:
så han var berre på feil plass til feil tid kanskje?:
Martine says:
Antonia sa til den grinete kjæresten hans som måtte stå i kø igjen sjølv om ho hadde stempel; at dei gjør sånn på Træsken og at det hadde skjedd med ho tidligere
Martine says:
og fordi han sikkert ikkje forstod 100% ka ho sa og trudde at ho slengte dritt, så ba han ho dra til helvete og knipsa ho liksom vekk med fingrane
Martine says:
!
Martine says:
eg prikka han på ryggen og sa rolig: Ikkje prat til vennene mine sånn.
Martine says:
og da sa han noke sånn som: Blondine! Dra til helvete!
Martine says:
DÅ blei eg sint! oi oi oi!
Inger says:
hahaaa
Martine says:
eg sa til han at det var uakseptabelt å bli prata sånn til og at han faen meg burde ta å lære seg NORMAL folkeskikk
Martine says:
og så måtte eg be noken gå foran meg i køa fordi eg kjente eg hadde en ekstre trang til å poke han i auge med fingrane mine
nger says:
toskete fyr ass
Martine says:
totally

andy, you're a star

i have a new template, u dig?

i dont want to talk to you anymore

you know i think its a little fucked up
that you put on that show for so long
and i didnt have the wit to see it
it makes me feel stupid for believing someone
actually had a genuine interest in me
and so it goes, history repeats itself
used again, but nothings different
sometimes I wish I could just want
what is good for me
what is safe
so i frown and ask:
there's gotta be more
so how come I dont deserve it too?

im tired of using technology

Milow


The belgium singer Milow's sucessful cover of Akon and Justin Timberlake's 2006 song "Ayo Techology". Needless to say, Milow's version is much more soothing to my ears.

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:

STOP right now

thank you very much
too fast
too soon
too much
too odd
hold on boy
this ain't a one man show
after all
whats the hurry mcflurry?

Se min kjole

Kjole H&M 198;- str.36 (faktisk!)
Er den ikke fin?
Julie hadde den først så jeg er herved ei hermegåse, men det får bare stå til.

Roskilde 2009

me goofing off outside of the Pete Doherty show. FUCK FOREVER (if you don't mind)...!

julie and i @ Orange Stage

last sunday i took the bus to oslo and then to copenhagen with julie. this took me approx. 19 hours. monday at 6 AM i was back at the ROSKILDE FESTIVAL in Denmark. we put up our tents at the C-camp (like last year) with some collegues of Julie from "Hulen" in Bergen. it was the warmest festival in 33 years and it was overall a good experience. but i hatehatehate! the sanitary conditions. and i destest not being able to sleep because the neighbour camp keeps playing: "When there's something strange...in the neighbourhood....; who you gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS!" 5 AM in the morning. my friend Heidi came wednesday night, just on time to see the concerts.

these are some of the bands i listened to:
Katzenjammer
El hijo de la cumbia
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Oasis
Håkan Hellström
Fleet Foxes
Ida Maria
Pete Doherty
Coldplay
Lily Allen
The Whitest Boy Alive

i have to say that Katzenjammer, Kanye, Pete and Coldpaly were the favorites. oasis were also good, but unfortunately was i too tired and wasted to pay much attention at the time.

this years festival was far from as scandalous as last year on my behalf. i was actually more of a party pooper; i went to bed early pretty much every night and i didn't fool around with anyone. maybe i've grown up. i saw a t-shirt on the festival and it said: "Old enough to know better but too young to give a damn". i think that describes my life decently lol. me and julie went to the "human carwash" on sunday, and that was more or less the "worst" thing i did lol. it means u strip down to your undies, and this guy scrubs you with soap, and peope can look in through a transparent wall. the two of us had been drinking red wine and started to throuw body scrubs at each other. it was freaking hilarious. after the session we entered a luxurious white lounge. we got to lay down on white beds and listed to calm music and were served soothing fruit drinks etc etc. we even got free internet service:) the coldplay gig was magnificant and moving. sometime around midnight, cathrine, julie, heidi, ole and i drove out of the camp. julie got off at the Kastrup airport to get on her flight to Barcelona and her interrail trip, while the rest of us made it to Sweden, and then took a two-hour break to sleep. the next day Ole drove us to Oslo, and i got off to get on the bus to my hometown and work next morning. puh. and yes, im totally aware of that ive written tons of type-o's but i dont mind. not today. im freaking toased, and i feel a cold is getting to me.