Finished the weekly test. Yes. I am that good.
Song of the day: Cage the Elephant - Ain't no Rest for the Wicked
January 28, 2011
January 26, 2011
Soooo...
I've just bought myself a car! One of my classmates wanted to get rid of his, and I thought "why not?"
So when he asked me at school today, and I said yes, he whipped out the paperwork and we signed it. I am now the proud owner of a 1995 Cadillac DeVille! (And the good old Chevrolet I co-own with my roomies) The best part? It cost me less than a monthly salary. God Bless America and their prices.
Some small facts from the top of my head:
- 4.9 l V8 engine, 200 hp
- Traction control
- Electronic dashboard
- Compass in rear view mirror
- Electric seats
- Electric front windows
- 6 seats
- Just awesome
- I want to take it behind the school building and get it pregnant
I'll get you some pictures one day, but it's dark outside now, so just google it.
One would contemplate if I seriously need another car, and yes, I might not, but since my roomies most likely are going to ACC while I'm going to APP/TWR in February and our classes will be divided, it's easier for me to have a car of my own than hitch-hike all the time with fellow classmates.
Plus it's 3.37 times more comfortable than the other car.
In other news:
It is generally known in Norway to joke with my name, since the word 'liv' can be used in different settings. But one of the pseudo-pilots gave me one in English today, and I have to admit it's the best one I've heard to this date.
Cut to scene:
Pseudo: Liv
Pseudo: Liv!
Me: Hmm?
Pseudo: Liv me alone.
You get it? You get it? Liv = Leave. He regretted it right after he said it, thinking he was being an asshole. But I just loved it.
Song of the day: Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal
So when he asked me at school today, and I said yes, he whipped out the paperwork and we signed it. I am now the proud owner of a 1995 Cadillac DeVille! (And the good old Chevrolet I co-own with my roomies) The best part? It cost me less than a monthly salary. God Bless America and their prices.
Some small facts from the top of my head:
- 4.9 l V8 engine, 200 hp
- Traction control
- Electronic dashboard
- Compass in rear view mirror
- Electric seats
- Electric front windows
- 6 seats
- Just awesome
- I want to take it behind the school building and get it pregnant
I'll get you some pictures one day, but it's dark outside now, so just google it.
One would contemplate if I seriously need another car, and yes, I might not, but since my roomies most likely are going to ACC while I'm going to APP/TWR in February and our classes will be divided, it's easier for me to have a car of my own than hitch-hike all the time with fellow classmates.
Plus it's 3.37 times more comfortable than the other car.
In other news:
It is generally known in Norway to joke with my name, since the word 'liv' can be used in different settings. But one of the pseudo-pilots gave me one in English today, and I have to admit it's the best one I've heard to this date.
Cut to scene:
Pseudo: Liv
Pseudo: Liv!
Me: Hmm?
Pseudo: Liv me alone.
You get it? You get it? Liv = Leave. He regretted it right after he said it, thinking he was being an asshole. But I just loved it.
Song of the day: Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal
January 16, 2011
Definition of Epic
When one of the guys in my class forgets to turn off the tap water in the bathtub before he leaves the apartment, and floods 3 floors. That's not what's epic though...
What's epic is the other guy visiting the flooded apartment in bathing shorts and a rubber duck asking if this is where the pool party is. When the police and housing people were standing there. Epic.
What's epic is the other guy visiting the flooded apartment in bathing shorts and a rubber duck asking if this is where the pool party is. When the police and housing people were standing there. Epic.
January 15, 2011
End of week 13
Missed me? No? Well, I'll write something anyways.
I've been busy lately with school and stuff, where we had 3 tests in 3 days this week. So pardon me for not updating. I could, however, have updated after finishing these tests, but I was too busy being lazy. Since you guys know that's my favorite hobby.
While studying like crazy every day for the tests, roomie 1 and I got bored and decided to make a playlist on Spotify for roomie 2. "Tone's Favorites"! It's got all the good classics, like Vengaboys, Boyzone, Daze, Hanson, etc. She looooves it. [/sarcasm] We listened to it while playing Alias last night, putting us all in a good mood. "Mmmbop" and "Boom Boom Boom" does that to people. Alias usually gives us some great answers sometimes.
Cut to scene:
Creepy/Perv classmate: If a black guy is an immigrant in Norway.. Where is he from?
Roomie 1: Sweden?
Cue laughter.
Also, that creepy classmate got me to buy the game F.E.A.R. So when my roomies went to bed, we turned off all the lights, plugged the computer to the big-ass TV and started playing. He had played it before, so I was the (un)lucky one to play while he sat on the sofa enjoying every time I screamed or didn't want to go further. That game is messed up with some scary shit!
One last thing before I go go.
MEXICO! Here I come! To be more precise, Cancun. Me = :D
And with that, I give you:
Song of the day: Rodrigo y Gabriela - Tamacun
I've been busy lately with school and stuff, where we had 3 tests in 3 days this week. So pardon me for not updating. I could, however, have updated after finishing these tests, but I was too busy being lazy. Since you guys know that's my favorite hobby.
While studying like crazy every day for the tests, roomie 1 and I got bored and decided to make a playlist on Spotify for roomie 2. "Tone's Favorites"! It's got all the good classics, like Vengaboys, Boyzone, Daze, Hanson, etc. She looooves it. [/sarcasm] We listened to it while playing Alias last night, putting us all in a good mood. "Mmmbop" and "Boom Boom Boom" does that to people. Alias usually gives us some great answers sometimes.
Cut to scene:
Creepy/Perv classmate: If a black guy is an immigrant in Norway.. Where is he from?
Roomie 1: Sweden?
Cue laughter.
Also, that creepy classmate got me to buy the game F.E.A.R. So when my roomies went to bed, we turned off all the lights, plugged the computer to the big-ass TV and started playing. He had played it before, so I was the (un)lucky one to play while he sat on the sofa enjoying every time I screamed or didn't want to go further. That game is messed up with some scary shit!
One last thing before I go go.
MEXICO! Here I come! To be more precise, Cancun. Me = :D
And with that, I give you:
Song of the day: Rodrigo y Gabriela - Tamacun
January 4, 2011
Fine. I'll tell you a little bit more about my vacation..
Disappointed from the last blog entry? Hah! Gotcha!
I guess I should write a little bit more about these 2.5 weeks I've been silent, but I don't have any pictures, so I'm betting that a certain boy who goes by the nickname O-Gay (at least that's what i call him) will get bored around here and stop reading.
I got airport assistance on every airport on my way home. Talk about luxury! And for free too! I should start faking a limp every time I'm out travelling. It's so much better than walking between gates for 30 minutes just because some gods find it amusing to park the planes as far away as possible.
Also, I got to skip the long and tedious passport control at Schiphol airport! :D They just drove me to the crew entry, where you had no queues at all. Only sad part about the luxury was that they didn't stop at the duty free shops.
Aaaaanywho... I got to Ålesund without any problems! And I even got the chance to visit my aunt in Bergen before my flight to Ålesund. So that was probably a kick in the face for quite a bunch of my classmates who had major troubles getting home. At Ålesund I visited a friend, got some wok for dinner and found out that I was just in time for the championship final in handball. So that made me pretty happy since I didn't get to see a single one in the US. So I happily found my place on the sofa and ZZZZZzzzzZZZZzzzz.
Yeah... fell asleep... But I did wake up to see the last 15 minutes though! So that's... something.
Afterwards I went home to my sister where we decided to watch a movie. A japanese childrens movie to be exact. "Howl's Moving Castle" to be freakishly exact.
Cut to scene:
Sister: You wanna watch Howl's moving castle?
Me: Yes! I've been wanting to watch it again since ZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZ
Okay, okay. I may have exaggerated it a little bit, I did not fall asleep in the middle of a sentence. But I probably could have, I was so tired.
The day after I visited some other friends in Ålesund who invited me for dinner. Wok. Again. Two days in Norway and what I ate was wok. Good wok, though. The day after I went to Volda to visit some more friends and family, and my friend happily asked me about dinner.
Cut to scene:
Friend: I was thinking we could make chicken wok for dinner today.
Me: .....
Friend: Hahaha! Just kidding.
Me: *Sigh for relief*
Blahblahbla blahblahblah nice to meet people, too bad I'm not coming back for another 6 months blahblahblah...
Note to self: Don't brag to your sister that you don't have jet lag the first day you're home. It'll come back and bite you in the ass.
Note to family: I did have a cold! And when you're sick you tend to get tired. So there! It was not all jet lag! [sarcasm] Thanks for not believing me. [/sarcasm]
Note to sister: I did not have jet lag the "wrong way". Just because you had it your way, doesn't mean it's the only way ;) I was not the only one who woke up waaaay early in the morning/night. So there!
Also, I think I owe my cousin a favor. Most of the family was at my grandma to give her a TV as a Christmas present, and when it was set up and ready, people started chatting.
Cut to scene:
Cousin 1: So Liv-Marit, you wanna tell us who you spent the night with at a hotel?
Grandma: What? What are you talking about? Who's been at a hotel?
Me: Aaah.. Uh...
Cousin 2: Uh oh. I'll fix this. Gran! Gran! I've got a boyfriend.
Grandma: You do? How nice. blahblahblah.
Crisis averted. I was thinking to myself, "There's a comfort zone here somewhere, and I'm not in it".
I'm kinda bored of typing now, so I won't bother to write any more of my experiences at home.
But I will end this entry by telling you this little tidbit:
OUR CAR IS INCAPABLE OF GENERATING HEAT WHILE DRIVING ON THE HIGHWAY WHEN IT'S -20 DEGREES OUTSIDE!
I drove from Grand Forks to Fargo yesterday to pick up 2 classmates at the airfield, and realized 15 minutes into my 1 hour drive that the heater would never produce warm air. Just cold air. FML.
I guess I should write a little bit more about these 2.5 weeks I've been silent, but I don't have any pictures, so I'm betting that a certain boy who goes by the nickname O-Gay (at least that's what i call him) will get bored around here and stop reading.
I got airport assistance on every airport on my way home. Talk about luxury! And for free too! I should start faking a limp every time I'm out travelling. It's so much better than walking between gates for 30 minutes just because some gods find it amusing to park the planes as far away as possible.
Also, I got to skip the long and tedious passport control at Schiphol airport! :D They just drove me to the crew entry, where you had no queues at all. Only sad part about the luxury was that they didn't stop at the duty free shops.
Aaaaanywho... I got to Ålesund without any problems! And I even got the chance to visit my aunt in Bergen before my flight to Ålesund. So that was probably a kick in the face for quite a bunch of my classmates who had major troubles getting home. At Ålesund I visited a friend, got some wok for dinner and found out that I was just in time for the championship final in handball. So that made me pretty happy since I didn't get to see a single one in the US. So I happily found my place on the sofa and ZZZZZzzzzZZZZzzzz.
Yeah... fell asleep... But I did wake up to see the last 15 minutes though! So that's... something.
Afterwards I went home to my sister where we decided to watch a movie. A japanese childrens movie to be exact. "Howl's Moving Castle" to be freakishly exact.
Cut to scene:
Sister: You wanna watch Howl's moving castle?
Me: Yes! I've been wanting to watch it again since ZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZ
Okay, okay. I may have exaggerated it a little bit, I did not fall asleep in the middle of a sentence. But I probably could have, I was so tired.
The day after I visited some other friends in Ålesund who invited me for dinner. Wok. Again. Two days in Norway and what I ate was wok. Good wok, though. The day after I went to Volda to visit some more friends and family, and my friend happily asked me about dinner.
Cut to scene:
Friend: I was thinking we could make chicken wok for dinner today.
Me: .....
Friend: Hahaha! Just kidding.
Me: *Sigh for relief*
Blahblahbla blahblahblah nice to meet people, too bad I'm not coming back for another 6 months blahblahblah...
Note to self: Don't brag to your sister that you don't have jet lag the first day you're home. It'll come back and bite you in the ass.
Note to family: I did have a cold! And when you're sick you tend to get tired. So there! It was not all jet lag! [sarcasm] Thanks for not believing me. [/sarcasm]
Note to sister: I did not have jet lag the "wrong way". Just because you had it your way, doesn't mean it's the only way ;) I was not the only one who woke up waaaay early in the morning/night. So there!
Also, I think I owe my cousin a favor. Most of the family was at my grandma to give her a TV as a Christmas present, and when it was set up and ready, people started chatting.
Cut to scene:
Cousin 1: So Liv-Marit, you wanna tell us who you spent the night with at a hotel?
Grandma: What? What are you talking about? Who's been at a hotel?
Me: Aaah.. Uh...
Cousin 2: Uh oh. I'll fix this. Gran! Gran! I've got a boyfriend.
Grandma: You do? How nice. blahblahblah.
Crisis averted. I was thinking to myself, "There's a comfort zone here somewhere, and I'm not in it".
I'm kinda bored of typing now, so I won't bother to write any more of my experiences at home.
But I will end this entry by telling you this little tidbit:
OUR CAR IS INCAPABLE OF GENERATING HEAT WHILE DRIVING ON THE HIGHWAY WHEN IT'S -20 DEGREES OUTSIDE!
I drove from Grand Forks to Fargo yesterday to pick up 2 classmates at the airfield, and realized 15 minutes into my 1 hour drive that the heater would never produce warm air. Just cold air. FML.
Happy New Year!
I'm back from a short vacation from both school and blogging. I went home, got jet lag, got a cold, ate food, went back.
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