Sunnys world

Back on track

2010-08-30T17:37:00.002+02:00

Whole new tracks, though. Have lots of changes to do to this blog now, but I'll be back, stronger than ever!

(who am I kidding, it will be the same midway I-blog-something-boring-when-I-feel-like-it thing)

Cheers

Sunny

Tyskerland

2010-04-13T11:49:00.006+02:00

Alrighty.. Germany. Well.. it was. I dunno. German?

Because of laziness I'll let photos with text talk for me (truth is I'm watching kim possible, and it's really interesting.. monkey ninjas)

Scenery in Germany.. if you remember the photos from swiss scenery, there is quite the difference. Hah. It's like switzerland is Germany on steroids!

We started in Munich. It was a nice city and all, but we had no plans what so ever and ended up spending too much money and just really not doing anything. Hm.

We did however go to check out the olympic hall thing. I insisted on seeing the swimming pool, and when I went in. I was like hit with the worst nostalgia eveeer! I miss iiit. I dunno, the smell of hot, sweaty chlorine was just overwhelming and I kinda wanted to jump in fully clothed. But I didn't. Wait until it's warm enough to walk around with wet clothes.

After Munich, we went on further. Destination Lippstadt! We did however take an earlier train and ended up waiting at some train station (Kessel/Kassel?) where I spent my last coins on these two pringles (and an ice tea..nomnom), and we deliberately counted all the chips. And guess what? There wasn't 90 chips in there!! In one of them there were 98 and the other one 77... on average that is 87,5. FU Pringles!

In Lippstadt (where we visited a friend of Lisa, who also was an exchange student in France, who is very nice and very cool) our neighbour (who is on exchange in Rotterdam and was visiting someone in Germany) came to see us! We brunched and talked and took lots of photos it was good times.

Then we went further on; to Bielefeld! Where we visited some family. AWESOMEST RELATIVES EVER. Seriously. It was a blast. I'm defo going back to visit them sometime (in a year?)

We went to a tiny zoo (they said there might be a rhino.. but there wasn't. They did have wolves and bears though!). And this is Lisa and her cousin. Awesome girls.

I even got to try out the original Duff bear! Kinda cool, eh? (Don't worry, I'm old enough to drink bear now)

We also decided to take a pit stop to Berlin. We had these interrail tickets, and one more day, so we thought why not? We went to see the wall (ofc) and lots of other stuff (read: I don't remember the names..). The wall is full of cool paintings like this. Like expressive and politic stuff. I'll admit that I didn't really understand more than half of the stuff, but art (modern art) isn't my strength. Hm. heh..

What I really liked about Berlin, was that there was art all over the place. Somehow I've developed a new found respect for grafitti.. when it's decently done it can be sooo cool. I wanna learn. Someday, when I own my own apartment/house, I'll spray paint a wall.

We also needed to take some brakes a few times. Had to sit.. up? hehehe. I think this is the memory thing from the Holocaust.

I liked this house. It looks cool. Grafitti here isn't too cool though.. hm.

After Bielefeld, we went further on to Gütersloh (?) and Münster. In Münster they had this shop here. BOAH. But it was closed. And I became sad..

Then on Saturday we started driving back... very long drive. mjeee. but then we went direct out. Saturday was a good night.

THE END

And now I'm on holiday and my best friend is not at school (HMMM hehehe), so we're sitting on Skype and entertaining one and another. Don't we make a good couple?

Anyways

Cheers for now

Sunny

Paris (vol 3)

2010-02-20T17:12:00.007+01:00

Yeahyeah, I said I'd write it on Friday. Turns out I was busy throwing up/coughing my lungs up. I hope you can all forgive me (and if you don't, I couldn't really care less, heheheh). Turns out Lisa gave me her disease (very kind of her),..

Anyways. I believe I dropped you all off on Saturday night. As you might know (and if you don't, read the post beloow) we slept in like a Paris suburb. It was nice. I woke up around 10am on Sunday, and guess what: brilliant weather! We ate some breakfast, cleaned up our mess and headed back to base. Chilled a tiny bit and then went back down all the stairs!

We went back into the metro, and then headed in some direction (as usual I had no idea where we were going, but we were in Paris so I was pretty much satisfied with anything). Then! We're walking down/across/up some street, when I suddenly start noticing something special..

We were surrounded with stores like this. No wonder they call it "the city of love" eh?

heheheheh. Funnyy. No, this is not why we were walking there, just happened to be a good coincidence! We were heading foooor

The Moulin Rouge! I don't know about all you guys, but I've always loved that movie, and I'm in looove with Ewan McGregor. Omfg, he's so /insert dirty words here/.hehehe

Then we continued to walk further on, and then. More stairs. To see this building..eehm Sacré-Cœur. It was a nice building, but what was even nicer, were all the streets around! Boaah. Would be awesome to live there.

The stairs leading us to Sacré-Cœur

I don't know how many times I asked where we were, and they said: "Montmartre" And every time I thought to myself; it sounds soo familiar. It didn't hit me, until we were in a certain restaurant, why it was so familiar. I had to facepalm. Montmartre. It's ofc the café where Amélie works. In one of my favorite movies. Hahah, lol'd. But yes, I got to drink coffee at the restaurant where she worked in the film. More than satisfied.

Here we aree. Lisa is holding a secret in her hand!

Then we went back to see the Eiffel tower, because the weather was nice. Personally I think the photos turned out a lot better with the nice weather. Hihi. And theeeeen. I think we went back to the apartment and died a little bit (tired). Eight-ish, we went out to eat at some fancy american restaurant. And guess what! One of the dishes they served were called "Norwegian eggs"! I tried like a million times to take a photo of the menu. But it was to small, too dark, and made me sad inside. Oh, and the irony of that is, like 10 seconds after I found out about the menu, I heard someone talk in Norwegian. It was really funny. They sat there talking about people that you only talk about when you think no one is listening. And I was. Ninja.

The Eiffel tower in nice lighting. Oh so pretty.

Then we went back home again, watched some movies (The Pursuit of Happyness & the sixth sense). Theen, I tried falling asleep, but I couldn't. Dunno why. I think I was really happy. Anyways, we got up around 7.30, the brother was leaving, then the sister had to go to work, and me and Lisa would just walk around and look at stuff for the entire day until we jumped on our train to Zurich (I'll get back to that part.....).

At aabouut 9 we were out and then we went to the train station, paid the stupid people a lot to take care of our suitcases for a few hours and then hit the streets of paris once again. Tourist style.

We did a lot. Erm. What did we do? lol. Well, I'm not sure if I'm writing this in the correct order, but we went to Champs-Élysées, Louvre, Centre Pompidou, Notre Dame, some sweet bridge, and apart form that just walked around looking at whatever we wanted to. Ooh, and we went to this awesome café where they served really cheap and good espresso's, aaand.. the waitor was totally hot. HEHE. Something else that was very funny/sad, was that we found a block/quartier that was great for our kind of shopping (read: cheap and chinese(no offense intended!)). Ofc we barely had any money left. We did however end up with a thing or two. It was an awesome day. I'm really happy we went. I think we're going back. We really want to. Sometime in May. Not only Paris, but like France or something. (hei mamma, kan tenke litt på akkurat ditte og so pønske litt på ka ej ønska mej i bursdagsgave. heheheh neida (joda litt))

Oooooh Champs-Élysées. OOOOOOOH Champs-Èlysées! Singing

From the café with the hot waiter.

This has to be the most bullshit car I've ever seen.

And now. The train ride. My god. First this happens.

No iPod. Great. 7 hours without music. F*** me. I already then knew I was gonna go insane. I mean, I have trouble sleeping in moving vehicles in general, without music it's impossible. Paris-Strassbourg, kid crying. Strassbourg-Zurich a very very strange guy decided so sit next to us. The entire time he talked to himself/me in French. And he was like missing all his teeth but two. Creepy. I also learned you can't rely on any train system but the swiss. We were supposed to be in Zurich at 23.00, and then we had 12 minutes to get to our other train to get back home. We came to Zurich at 23.10, we had two minutes to get to our train. Boy did we run. And we did make it. On the train there were many seats available, things are finally going my way. No. We sit down, start chilling (keep in mind I have no iPod), and then the guys sitting like directly behind us (we had the four seat thing), start jabbin. On English, very loud, and very stupid. I think only one of them was american, cause the other ones had a really strong swiss accent. They. Pissed. Me. Off. When I was stepping off the train, I made sure to hit every one of them with my suitcase on the way out.

Put photo of me being pissed here

The rest of the trip back home (about 30 min), went alright. And then I went to bed. I think I dreamt something funny. But that /make funny voice/ is a completely different story.

Cheers for now

Sunny.

Paris (vol 2)

2010-02-17T16:58:00.005+01:00

Alright, as you might or might not know, we managed to get a lot of stuff done in just a few days. So vol 2 will not be as short as vol 1, but I will only be covering Friday and Saturday. If not I'll be writing this forever.

So, starting at the beginning. We took the train from Schwanden at 8pm and headed towards Zürich. We were supposed to go at 6 or 7, but we realized that if we went at 8, we still had to wait one hour in Basel. And we decided we'd leave at 8 instead.

Traveling essentials.

We went Glarus-Zurich-Basel. In Basel we waited about an hour for a bus that was taking us to Mulhuse (No idea how I really write it, but it's in France..), where we had to wait from 01.15 until 03.45 for our train. We agreed this was shit, but we'd live it through. We figured we'd just sit at the train station and do what we had actually planned to do (homework ftw..).

But then, our good luck stepped in. We arrived at Mulhuse at 01.20, and were about 50m from the train station. It was empty. First we figured no one were there, and found this alright, because then we could just spread out and stuff. But no. It was closed. from 00.30-03.30. It was 1.30 in the morning and the station didn't open for two hours. Did I mention it was cold?

I swear to god I thought we'd freeze to death. We decided there was no way we'd survive two hours in this cold, so we went like to the other other side of the (big) street. Well, more across a park or something. Here was a hotel. We went in and asked if it was okay if we could sit in the reception for one or two hours. We swore we wouldn't be loud and we'd behave. No, he couldn't, it wasn't allowed. But there was a restaurant somewhere around the back of the hotel, we could see there. We went searching.

Restaurant closed 01.30. Awesome. We met some guys and Lisa (who speaks French, tg) asked if there was a restaurant or bar or fast food place that was still open at this time of day. They gave us directions to a bar that they thought might still be open. Bar was closing when we got there. Great. We asked the owner(?) and the guy standing in the door if they knew something. "Only clubs are open after 01.30" he said. He then proceeded to give us directions to more than one club. It's not good, but at least it's something. They were all 18-up. Perfect. Thoughts of freezing to death returned as I started losing the feeling of my toes. Hour and a half until the station opens.

We decided to go back to the hotel and ask for a city map or something. We came back in and Lisa tried our luck; explained the situation and asked again. "Welll.. alright" he said. He showed us to a back room/salon where we could sit. I have honestly never been this happy to sit in a chair before. Ever. Later he brought us pillows if we wanted to rest. I did (can't sleep on bus, train ++). Slept (badly) on the floor. When we were about to go, we wanted to give him some chocolate as a thankyou (he did really save us), he refused to accept. And then, when we started saying goodbye, he said; "waitwait, I've gotta get something for you!" and he disappears for a second. We're getting a bill. I was sooo sure. And then he returns with BREAKFAST. I love this guy, forever.

Our amazing (and very French) breakfast! Complete with coffee/tea. After enjoying this, we almost missed our train. lol

But hey, we didn't miss it, just almost. We found our seats and I tried my hardest to sleep. My very, very hardest. I think I slept for like 5 minutes, because I remember listening to Jamie Cullum - Mixtape and closing my eyes, when I opened them there was another song (Karpe Diem something). Oh yeah, and Lisa was suddenly gone. I had to pee real bad, but figured she'd beat me to it and decided I'd wait. And I waited. And waited. When I was sure Lisa had managed to flush herself out the window or something, I hear someone cough. A lot. A-ha. Lisa had switched seats. Sneaky. Then I sat and looked out the window a few hours, still trying to sleep. Think I slept 5 min a few more times, but not sure. Then suddenly we were in Paris! And guess what? I had forgotten to pee!

We bought ourselves metro tickets, and started finding our way to where we were going: The apartment. We found the address, success! Then we go inside, and Lisa says "She lives on the sixth floor". Omfg. And we walked all the six floor all the way up. And then; sweet relief.

Stairs. Puh

Oh. Btw, now it's Saturday. We chilled at the place for a short hour and a half, I got to meet Lisa's host siblings. Very good people. We then proceeded to hit the streets of Paris. We went to drink coffee (first one). Went to some famous street/area (I've already forgotten what it's called). With lots of brand stores. You know, Prada, Dior, Gucci, Wang, eeeeeeeeer, and many more!

But there were also some H&M's, Zara's, stuff we could afford. So we decided to split up and the two others went to eat, and Lisa and I went to shop a little. Not gonna show what I bought because I cba to take photos. All in all I came back with a new pair of shoes, a dress, a tank top, a pair of pants, a pair of shorts and a blazer. I did good. Then later we met up with the brother (I'm not gonna mention names because I don't know if it's a-ok), had another coffee and then Lisa and I went back "home".

Went up allllll those stairs. Chilled. Then the brother came back. We chilled some more, and then we went to a different apartment because the neighbour was supposed to have a party, and we wouldn't have been able to sleep. We took the Metro for quite a while, ended up in Boulogne(?) where we entered another very nice apartment. I got to eat Crêpes! I like it. It was like norwegian pancakes, just thinner and less sweet. I liked it a lot! nomnom Then we watched a movie, the two other girls went to bed, then we watched another one, and went to bed.

We also went to see the eiffel tower briefly before shopping. Decided to back again when the weather was better.

So sometime, probs on Friday, when I've had the maths test I'm ignoring atm, I'll write part two. I'll put in some more photos then. Very lazy atm. I just cleaned my room for about 1,5 hours (did it very thoroughly), also just to ignore my maths test. I suck. lol Anyways, on Friday (Paris (vol 3)) I'll try to write better. But then I won't be depressed because of the test we'll be having (I might be depressed because of the test we've had, though..Hm).

Cheers for now.

Sunny

Paris (vol 1)

2010-02-16T18:43:00.006+01:00

This will be the very short version, for you lazy readers who like to watch photos!

(Don't worry, I prefer that too sometimes)

This is what I brought with me

This is how we started the trip

But what did we do in Paris?

Here's a hint

Hehehe, Not even gonna tell you if it's true or not.

We did however also..

Take the mandatory amount of photos of the Eiffel tower.

Have a look at the Champs-Élysées

Go see the Louvre. I happened to find these trees just as interesting. They house birds!

We watched some art (Pampidou).

I had myself distracted whenever I saw something that had to do with Norway.

Walked many of the beautiful streets of Paris

Drank a lot of coffee in French Cafés

Chilled out after walking.. a lot.

And this (on the way back) is where I wanted to kill myself and realized that I would have to endure 7 hours without music.

The rest will coome.. sometime!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Bonjour

2010-02-10T12:21:00.001+01:00

I'm really feeling the trip to Paris right now. Like really. I've been fishing my clothes out from the hamper (read: separated my clothes from my sisters clothes). In a day or two (I'll get around to do it on Thursday, I'm sure) I'll be buying a certain amount of Euros - we all know if I bring my card to Paris I'll be skint the next few months I'm here.. hihi.

Haha, Lisa's clothes to the left and mine to the right. HMM

Before we get down to business (hoho), I want to give a shout out to one of my girls. The one girl in school that - even though she carries her big ass computer (it's huge) every day - hardly ever takes her computer up in class without being told that we need one. The girl that doesn't even have facebook (I know. Your jaw just dropped)!! The girl that posts a comment on almost every one of my posts, and I know when I write that she'll read this. You are the sweetest sweetheart. This is a picture of her:

HEI RANDI! Blir like glad kvar gong du skrive, det e so kjekt at du følge med! Sjøl om ej veit et par andre kika innom av og til (hei pappa), so e du min (einaste) trufastaste (hehehehe) lesar/kommentator! Ilu!

Apart from that, there was something I wanted to write about. Exactly. Switzerland. Sveits. Der Schweiz. My host country at the time being (yes, this means exactly what you think it does - I'm not gonna base myself in Norway my entire life).

Every time when we go out and do something, where I get to know someone new, there are the standard questions: "Where are you from? What are you doing here? Do you like it here?" (If I wanted to I could write these questions on German, btw) It's simple, it's interesting (or is it?) and it helps start a conversation (when I move somewhere else in Norway, I might pretend I'm from abroad just to get to know people, hah!).

So you guys probably know where I'm from (Norway), what I'm doing here (exchange year) and if I like it here (well, if not I would be whining 24/7. We all know it). But then, after the opening questions, there are some special individuals who get as far to asking me; what do I like about Switzerland? Weell. I don't know really. I mean, I'm sure I could spend a lot of time right now just thinking about some stuff I really like about Switzerland. But I'm tired, I've got a full schedule tomorrow, and - being born a Norwegian - I'm trained to pointing out the stuff I don't like before I get to what I find good. So let's start with the main thing.

Looks like breakfast/lunch/tea/every bloody day if you ask me.........

Cheese. Right now your probably thinking: "WTF? Who goes to Switzerland when they don't really like cheese all that much?" I'll tell you. I do. Because I don't stereotype (read: was crossing my fingers to end up in a lactose intolerant family). Don't misunderstand me here. I do eat cheese back north from time to time . I just don't like it (well, I like feta and home made pizza. nomnom). But being a good exchange student as I am, I have eaten cheese, probably every day (not today though! But it's only about noon.. so we'll see). Every kind there is. And even though I was trying really hard to like it. I didn't. I'm sorry Switzerland, I prefer other milk products.

Gotta love that yoghurt.Nomnomnomnom. That's one thing I like about Swisslandia (this is how Joel likes to write it), they have a lot of different yoghurts. And it's cheap!

Alright, so now that I've been able to whine about the one thing that really bugs me (actually food in general, I pretty much just really like Norwegian (Kneekkebrrøøøøød med sylte!), Italian and Asian food. Even though I'm open to try anything and when I'm hungry I can eat everything (without meat ofc), there are a few special dishes that I like. Everything else I just eat. lol). What do I like here?

Well. ERM. Seeing as I'm mentally trained to complain about stuff, and I could only think of one thing that really bugs me (alright, so the school system bugs me a little bit. But that's just because it's not adjusted to my lazy personality), there has to be a lot of stuff I like, right?

Hate to break it to you all. But this here, is the best milk in the world. It's the only one I drink (any other type of milk is a wannabe!). I give this milk 50% of the cred for my good health.

The funny thing is that I can't really put my finger on it. I mean, I like the public transportation (it's on time, which is more rare than you'd think), the scenery (when the sun shines) and so on. I think all in all I've just been extremely lucky (finally some good karma eh?). It's like I've hit the jack pot where it really counts, you know? I've got a good (and experienced) host family, I've been placed in a small area where getting to know people is pretty much easy, and I've been placed in a class with lots of great people (I like all of them, strangely enough. Normally I always manage to find one person that annoys me), and my teachers aren't all that bad (and I know from former experience that this makes one hell of a difference). And as a result, everything has kinda sorted itself out.

So what do I like about Switzerland? I'd have to say the people. The mood. The fact that they have (almost) all the good qualities Norwegians possess, but lack the ones I dislike (e.g. extreme carelessness)... well, at least I like the people I know, lol. Not making a statement about the entire swiss people, just about the 100+ people (yes, totally did that on purpose) that I've gotten to know the short time I've been here. Good people.

Did I btw mention that I got through customs with this in my hand luggage?

Zurich-Amsterdam-Oslo-Ålesund pause Ørsta-Oslo-Amsterdam-Zurich

Noticed it first when I got back that I carried it my pencil case the entire time. Bet you I wouldn't have been able to if I was wearing a burka!

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go prepare for Paris.

Watch this in the meantime

Cheers for now

Sunny

woopsie

2010-02-07T19:42:00.006+01:00

I'm just gonna lay myself flat out there. I'm a terrible blogger. I do have a lot of stuff I want to share. I can sit on the train and see something and be like "haha, I'm gonna write this on my blog," and then I just never do. Tut mir leeeeeid. But it's like that. I just happen to be a very lazy person when it comes to doing stuff that takes a fare amount of time (writing a blog post takes longer than you would guess!). And besides, I've been on holidays. I've been up early every morning and - well duuh - late in bed. Sleeping in? With one meter of snow? What? Na-ah, no way. Up at 8 every morning (almost every morning at least). I can sleep when I'm old!

(Don't worry mum and dad, I have been staying away from the avalanches, I haven't been breaking any bones (just hurt my shoulder, but it's all good now hih))

Nice picture of me (pretty old). Just for you.

Annnyyyway. Sometime, this week, I will write something meaningful (wednesday, I think). And then the next time you all hear from me, I'll be back from Paris! Weeeeee! I'm going to Paris on Friday. not looking forward to sitting 11h on the train (seeing as I can't sleep. I hate myself for not being able to sleep when I'm some sort of transport (bus,car,train,airplane,boat, you name it. If it's moving I have a hard time sleeping)). And then we'll see. I'm feeling kinda guilty not writing at least one post every week. I'll try to squeeze in one more. Like, one every fifth day or something (won't happen). But by all means, be patient. I know more people might be reading this, but I hear nothing from them, and my brain needs direct contact. When not I use it as an excuse not to write.

I'll get a grip. Promize.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Bæck

2010-01-29T16:57:00.004+01:00

As the people who read my blog already know; I went back to Norway. Sat-Thurs. Today (as I was back in Swiss school and met all the peeps), a lot of people asked me how it was, how I'm doing (and - not mentioning names - from some the first question I received was: "was the funeral sad?". Retarded. Sorry. I just don't find that appropriate) and so on. The thing is that there are so many different emotions tied down to having to go home for such an occasion. It was nice coming back and meeting my family and friends and so, but at the same time the reason I went gave me the feeling that I couldn't enjoy it properly. I wasn't really supposed to go there. And so it felt really good coming back here. I feel very comfortable in Switzerland, I do. I'm sure going back to Norway will be a lot more fun when I go back in summer (when I'm supposed to go back).

Took this photo from one of the three flights I was on. This is how my hometown looked like yesterday.

Anyways. To most peoples' surprise; I hate flying. Haaate it. I love traveling, but I hate flying. You might say that boat and/or train is ideal, but no. Boats make me sick and trains tend to take too long (I am one impatient bastard when it comes to traveling). It's not like I'm crying inside when I'm flying. Hoooowever. I do tend to breath quickly (especially during landing and takeoff) and sweat more (sexy I know). Another thing that bugs me about flying; aall the people. My god. If you hate me and want me to suffer, shut me inside a huge airport (like Schipol. Die) with millions of people. I go insane. I swear. I can't take it. For an hour, it's alright, but when I'm bored at looking at random people, getting tired/hungry/thirsty/tired of peeing (eheh), it stinks.

Flying does bring some joys. In Norwegian this is pretty funny. HEHE.

And not to talk about the flight itself. It's impossible. I'm glad I'm not stepping on an airplane again until July. And then probably a few more times in July/August. But whatever. I'll live.

AAAAAAW. My mop (his name is Gizmo, but you can see where I have the nickname from). Look at how big he iis. Looking forward to meeting this fella again.

Sonst (heheheeey, German being infiltrated), I had my country presentation today. I was well prepared; powerpoint presentation, que cards (that I actually read through) and all was good. But. Seeing as I was home about half past twelve last night, and didn't go to bed until waaaay later. I told the que cards to eat shit, and just did whatever (looked at my PP pictures and took it from there). I mean, I've lived there for 17,5 years, how hard can it be? I think it went alright though, they told me I did good. And they did laugh about as much as I wanted them to (I was going for comedy, and it's nice knowing that I can be funny sometimes).

My bestest friend Jeffy came to see me at the airport in Oslo (had to wait 5 hours. WOOhoo..). But with her it was fun afterall! As allllways. As you can see, we took some charming photos.

This is me, climbing out of my suitcase, after fitting inside it. BELIEVE it. I can bring myself as luggage. BEat that (it wasn't comfortable, if you're wondering). Just a random photo I like.

And guess what. I've got a week off. Woopwoop. What will I dooooo? HMM. It's snowing. I won't be sleeping in. Actually I've got a fair share of stuff to do. Loveit.

Then.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Zing

2010-01-18T21:10:00.007+01:00

I know. It's beeeeenn. 12 days since I posted. I'm sorry (Susanne! Slutt å være so flink til å blogge!). I'm just not feeling it, seeing as the younger sister is fleeing the country (read: leaving me!) and I have to start doing anything at all in school. I dunno. Oh, and I'm sick again..

In the meantime enjoy this

For a costume party Hannah and I dressed as Norwegian snow bimbo's! Big hit!

How my hair looked on New years! Haha, well, here it wasn't finished yet. But it was still just the look on my face (and my sexy, manly shoulders) that convinced me to post this photo anyways.

Sometime next week I'll write something. I'm sure.

Toooodles

Sunny

Holidays

2009-12-30T19:33:00.005+01:00

So, Christmas. I'll just get right to it. It was different. There's no doubt about that. We had something french, pizza-ish for dinner. It wasn't Christmas, but it was very good. We played some Christmas songs (Norwegian, German and English ones) on youtube on guitar or just a cappella. Then we talked and opened our presents (where I had a few more than the others, hihi).

THANKYOU EVERYONE. My presents were awesome! I loved them all! I don't know if I want to start writing up all the stuff I got, but I don't want people do know exactly how spoiled I am.

Apart from that I've been boarding every morning, and if I dare to say it myself, I've made a little bit progress. It's not a lot, but it's something. I'm looking forward to actually reach a decent level, so that I can do real jumps and tricks. Until then, I'll just stay at the tiny little lumps I'm doing atm.

So this is where I snowboard.

It's been kinda cold lately..

Tomorrow is new years and I'm probably going out to celebrate with friends. Apart from that my agenda is starting to fill up: Everyday go snowboarding (seeing as I've got a season pass and still a week and a half of vacation), then school starts (and now I have to work. Buh), then Hannah is going to Canada (CRYING), then we've got another week of vacation in the start of february (snowboarding!!), then sometime in that near future my birthday is coming up (Lisa and I have found out what we're gonna give each other, but I'm gonna talk about that laterrr), then I've got this English test I've gotta doo, then we've got the school prom thing, then Lisa and I will (hopefully throw a big party together), then Easter's up and then I'll be going to Germany (Munich (München) and some other place), then Lisa and I plan to go to Paris for a long weekend sometime in April/May, then there's some festival sometime in June/July and.. then I'm back. I don't know. I have this feeling it's gonna go extremely fast. And now that I'm done with Christmas (which I have dreaded and turned out not to be so bad), I don't want it to rush by. I just know I'll do my best to stay happy all the time and just make sure I make the best out of my last few months here.

I dunno bout you guys, but fireworks kinda scare me. Might have something to do with me almost being hit last (?) year, but it looks nice. I just keep a healthy distance when they're being fired.

Now you all know a little bit about what I'm doing the next few months, and since I'm in addition plan to start working out like I normally do (at least once a day, preferably a few times a week two..), you might understand how I'll be busy. But I like it like that. Sitting still way too much sucks. But I'll then also try to write about swiss life and not just, I dunno, random shit.

So I'm going here (with AFS). It looks nice. I've never been in Germany before, but I'm sure it'll be good (read: cheap!).

And hopefully I'm going here! I've been to Paris once, but I was a rebellious teenager and didn't really do anything. Now I'll (I hope) be going with someone who speaks fluent French and probs stay with her old host family. Good stuff.

So guys, happy new year. Be nice, and maybe santa will give you just as many cool presents next year as he did this year!

Cheers for now

Sunny

YAY!

2009-12-22T17:45:00.003+01:00

So today I received an early Christmas present! From whoooo? From my younger brother ofc!

Check it out:

"I have a horse" /rides away

Ahahahahaa! I love it!

Keep in mind this kid is 12(!!!) years old and his English and animation skills are already great.

He made this film j u s t for me (after a request from me, saying I wanted an animated youtube film for Christmas).

Tuuuuuuuusen takk Hallvard! Ej digga den! Zupert! Brava! Magnificent!

Gleda mej til å sjå fleire filma i næraste framtid!

Cheers for now

SNX

Sunny

Shortie

2009-12-21T18:22:00.005+01:00

Warning, photos taken completely out of context.

I found this cute internet site some other day. Sadly I don't remember the link, but I'm sure I'll find it again and post more photos! It's just a random fact every day (I'm not surprised that I knew more of half of them from before, lol'd).

Hehehehe. Ej å du Jarnfrid.. ej å duuuuu knis

Just a shortie for today, on Christmas Eve or Christmas day I'll try to make a really big (riesen gross) post. And then when the holiday is over I'll do my best to be funny and actually talk about stuff that has to do with Switzerland and my exchange year (do account for some random stuff though).

This will be my signature style all through winter. Why? It's warm, it looks alright and it soo comfortable. I love this t-shirt, and my new woolen tights my mom sent me (and the 17 (14?) pairs of socks she sent me too). Good stuff, good stuff. Kinda cool actually, socks (which you can't see) are Angora wool in other words from Angora, tee bought in London, underwear from switzerland (also a can't see), tights from Norway (I assume) and the cardigan is from Italy. Woopwoop

The thing is that I can sit on the train and listen to music and have a million of thoughts about what I can write here, about what's good and what I know people would like to know (both Norwegian and Swiss), and then I sit down to write it. And nothing comes out. I mean, I dunno. There has to be something about my room/house that ruins my creativity (I'm serious, I've felt a huge downfall in lust and ability of making creative stuff since I came here(has nothing to do with the family, maybe just my surroundings)). This is bad, because I like doing creative stuff. It's always something I've been able to do if I feel down and I've always done it good/good enough. You know?

This is the kinda stuff I did to pass time whilst sick (failed to mention that I've been sick on/off pretty much for three weeks and I've ended up ruining my sleeping rhythm (read: slept anything from 0 hours to 14 hours per day..). Extremely creative, I know..

Anyways, it's soon Christmas, and I'm starting to look forward to it. I don't have the same mood I get in Norway, but that probably has something to do with the surroundings too. Anyways, I'm not not looking forward to it anymore, and to me, that's one big step forward!

Hahah, this is todays geography lesson. The good sketches are obviously not mine. There are also a few more pieces of paper, but I don't have them. Maybe they're not finished yet? Either way. Best. School day. Ever.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Inspiration

2009-12-14T19:29:00.007+01:00

There's been a terrible lack of inspiration from my side lately. I mean, I do think about deep, pondering and very grown-up things to write and tell everyone. But it's always when I'm feeling kinda down. So I'm just wondering; do people want to know these kind of things too? You want to know how it looks inside a slightly depressed exchange students mind?

..and now for something completely different! (<---youtube it)

Today, at abouuut 16:50 I walked up the outside steps making a list inside my head about what I had to do today: learn physics, write some mails, answer some mails (sorry people), write some letters, read some Faust (believe it!), and so on and so on. I was gonna do good. Then! I open the door, see Timi (timmy, timmi? ..shit) I say stuff like "Hiiii Tiiiimiiii! Are you hungryy?" and then I look up. I see 3 big ass packs and one normal sized one standing on the table in the entrance. I start making like small squeeling wiiiiiiiiih sounds and jump over to check what names are on these packages; they're all from Norway. All for meeee! I'm soooooooo happyyy! Three of them were totally expected and one of them came completely unexpected. So unexpectedly I started crying (of joy ofc) when I opened it (Only the post-sending-wrapping-thing, I don't cheat with Christmas presents). Now I'll show all of you non-Norwegians some photos and write some in Norwegian!

This is "our" cat (read: the cat is actually our king), Timi/Timmi/Timmy sleeping sometime some while ago. Last week sometime, I think. he looks really cute anyhow. Believe it or not, he's 10 years old! (cat years or human, still sounds old for a cat, I literally have no idea) He's one old camper, but still sooooo cute!

Cookie box! Tusen hjertlig takk Heidi! Den e so utrulig fint laga! Og ej he smakt på en kjeks, den va kjempegod! Gler mej til å nyte resten i romjula! Takktakktakktakktakk!

This is the total catch of packages received this winter. I would call it a successful catch.

Heeeheheh, he didn't like the way I was pointing that thing at him. But after I took the photo he went back to sleep.

All of those gifts are for me (incl. the one on the lowest thing to the right). And if you're wondering what these yellow notes are doing all over my room (don't know if you can see it, but they hang on the wall too.. I at least know they are), I'm telling myself that I have to stop spending money. Which I have, which is good. Saving money is good!

Hei hei hallo alle sammen! Ej veit ikkje kor monge av dokke som fe med dokke ditte, men ej he rett og slett ikkje tid til å sende hjertelig tusen takk til alle samtidig (for ej vil virkelig gjer det frå hjerterota - og no må ej virkelig begynne å rydde alt på plass før ej faktisk må lese Faust og gjere Fysikk til i morgå.. hehhhhhhhehheheh. Drite i fysikk), men vær greie å spre takken min enn so lenge, til ej klare å hive mej rundt og skrive et fint brev til alle sammen (det kan forventast at det kjem litt etter jul, for ej he for det første ikkje råda til å sende dei enda, og ej e generelt veldig treig for tida).

Vil spesielt takke Steen&strøm (neida, hehehhe, Morch Steen vell! (Vekkje om det e greit å komme med etternavn sånn ej? Hvis dokke ikkje lika det sei i frå, so teke ej det vekk med en gong!)) Det va soklart det her ej snakka om når ej sa ej grein gledeståre (ikkje at ej ikkje va like takknemmelig for alt det andre ej he fått med dei andre!), men det va rett og slett so uventa. Ej skulle filma reaksjonen min, skulle ej! Hadde sikkert vore kjekt å sjå! Hadde egentlig lyst å filme en takkefilm, men det gjer ej etter juleafta, når ej vise fram alt ej he fått (he nemmelig ikkje kikka eller klemt på noooke! Veit berre at en av dei (hei tante Ingrid) e flat, firkanta og står 98% sikkert på ønskelista mi). Det e so utrulig godt å vite at det finst so monge folk i Volda/Norge som tenke på mej, for det e lettare å glømme enn en sko' trudd!

Ditte går ut til alle, men kanskje veldig spesielt til en spesiell, spesiell en (hei Lasse). Klistre på et hjerte her og der også, ej he desverre ikkje ei eiga strand å tegne på for tida og kom ikkje på å gjer det i Italia...lal

So til jentene mine! Først vil ej sei til Randi; ej he no tatt min "årets første snowboardtur" uten dej. Vakkje heilt det samme! Og det vakkje like bra som bratthenge på en bra dag! (men det e veeeeeldig bra, hehehehehehhhhhhhh) Og litt seint svar; men nei, ej hekkje Disney Channel ELLER cartoon /grinegrinegrine/ Men ej he Nick (wuuuhuuuuu) og Mtv (det e jo faktisk litt gøy da). Beste e at det finst ikkje noke Voice tv her! Uansett jenter: veit at no e det sikkert supert heime, sida Susanne e heime og sånn! Ej e veldig glad på alle sine vegne! Ej sei berre; ej gir dokke ansvaret for å arrangere en skypekveld. For sida Pelle&Pysa sei: "To øyne ser bedre enn ett!" so tenke ej at /telle på fingrane/ 10 (+- 1) haud tenke bedre enn et!

So, tusen takk til: Heidi, Lasse, Nils & Hanne, Mamma, Pappa, Mormor, Hallvard & Sindre, tante Ingrid & onkel Trond, tante Astrid, tante Marit & onkel Tor, tange Ingunn & onkel Knut og so alllleee jentene; Ingrid, Ingrid, Ingrid, Susanne, Sunniva, Maris, Stephanie, Andrea, Kamilla og Randi Elise! KJEMPEKJEKKE ALLE SAMMEN!

Mega glad og takknemmelig for alt! Savna dokke alle sammen! E redd for at ej he plana om å holde mej sjøl so opptatt som mulig i juletider for å klare å holde haudet mitt vekke frå at ej he heimlengsel (he det allereide no, lol), so det ekkje sikkert det kjem so veldig mykje frå mej før etter jul elns. Eller, det kjem jo sikkert, skal vell klare å finne noke å klage på!

I've always loved this song. Now that I've figured out that this awesome lady Regina Spektor has (has got if I should be grammatically correct) a version,

it just makes it eeeven better. This is the last vid I'm posting of non-Christmasy songs. Next blog post will s m e l l like Christmas spirit! True story!

SNX

Cheers for now

Sunny

Og so verdens største, mega superduper hilsen til verdens tøffaste, beste storebror (ej he også verdens tøffaste beste lisjebror ej da..) i heile verden som blir 20 (!!!!!) år på torsdag 17. Des! Wuuuuuhuuuuu! Gjett om du e gammal no da!! hihihihi neida, tullaaaa! 4 evur jung!

Ellers også gratulere til Elisabeth og Sigrunn som begge no he blitt 1+8=18 no i Des!

Megakult! Håpe dokke storkosa dokke!

laziness

2009-12-01T19:58:00.011+01:00

I haven't written for some time. I know, it's boring. I guess since my dad sent me a mail on facebook where he was wondering if I was still alive (not his exact words, but anygay) I had to just post something. I don't (lol, the song I'm playing sang that at the e x a c t same time that I wrote it!) feel like writing anything special. I'll do that later. I feel stressed out and tired for no reason, and tbh I don't look forward to Christmas this year.

BUT(+T hheheh), let's see. Happy Sunny here. What have I been doing lately?

Eating Fondue - the swiss speciality. I'm sorry, I don't really like it. It's edible, but I'm never gonna have the thought "Right now I'd like to eat some Fondue!" Melted cheese really isn't my thing.

I've got a boob job. I mean, the price was right! (Gosh, I'm so funny)

I've danced around in sparkles. I don't know, but I like this photo of me. It's from the night when me and Hannah were together on a Friday for the first time (well, not first time, but you get the deal, we were out out). Because now she's 16 and we can finally do cool stuff together!

I've started doing my homework - Norwegian style.

I've received a package from my aunt! (I received one from my other aunt too, but I sadly don't have a photo) It looks so awesome, I mean. It's simply cool. Lovin' it!

I've been in Zürich swimming in the lake (I know, not a photo of exactly that, but this was on the way there). I might put up a vid (cause I do have one), but then I have to find a way to put bleeps on it first..

This weekend sometime when going to the toilet I saw this adorable thing standing right outside the toilet door! I just almost melted and had to tell everyone about it later!

Ej berre drømme om dagen då ej kan gå inn på KIMI og ha so stort utvalg i yoghurt! For ALT her e faktisk yoghurt! Helt til enden av bildet! Tenk det da!

A bench somewhere near the school area. I just found it a good thing to photograph. Swiss people love smoking, be it cigarettes, water pipes, pipes in general or other.. healthy stuff.

Sometimes you have to enjoy a very expensive coffee even though you can't really afford it. And then it's extra worth it when it looks like this

Huska at på pizzakvelden (i Italia.. ej e veldig treig med å få bildene frå mobilen til dataen) satt vi å venta fordi vi va altfor tidlig ute og hadde ikkje reservesjon enda. So sitte vi på en anna plass der dei voksne dela ei flaske vin og so ser ej ditte på andre sida av gata. Som den tullingen ej e måtte ej sjølvsagt få ei latterkrampe, der ingen andre forsto koffor ej lo..

Haha, middagen i dag!

Here they don't have ham (I dunno, ham is made from pigs, right?) sandwiches, they have piggy sandwiches. I think is a good enough reason to visit Switzerland.

A small mix here, but it's needed. To weigh up for it I might something (very short) in German some time soon. We'll see. I'm trying to (read: I'm too lazy to have done it yet) get the time to make another vid blog where I speak all three languages. Or at least two. We'll see. Anyways, enjoy your weekend.

Oh, and I can now go snowboarding until.. I dunno. March or something (I know, short season.. I've been told how I can't go snowboarding during easter, and easter is now ruined!). So well,, maybe photos will come, maybe I'll break a leg. WHO KNOWS. Maybe I'll die, seeing as I don't wear a helmet and I'll be blinded by the sun if we get good weather.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Volleyball night

2009-11-28T15:59:00.005+01:00

Trying something new; starting the post with a photo. And I thought I'd post a photo of me (too early for a face shot) because they hardly exist anymore. I just snapped one while sitting here with my Mac (best thing ever) and then I just quickly loaded it into Mr Mac. When looking through the photos I noticed this. And I was like "rolf omfg, wtf is that?" And I have come to the conclusion that there is something living inside of me, and that it's trying to break out. I've decided to call it "growing up" (see what I did there?).

Yesterday the school arranged something called volleyball night for the 5th and 6th grade. I played with some people (I'm gonna be good not mentioning names, youknow) and my goal for the night (it was from 10pm-5am) was pretty much just to have fun. I would say goal about 60% reached. Someone were so fixed on just winning it brought my mood down from time to time (read: it pissed me off).

Anyhey, for about 7 hours I was constantly moving. I'm not talking about playing volleyball, I actually feel like I didn't touch the ball that many times (we weren't always playing as a team). But thankfully there was music. So I danced. Because dancing makes me happy, keeps me moving, and our P.E teacher says that we always have to be in motion, so I did. I regret not counting how many times I was asked to stand still by one of my teammates (read: pissed me off), but I kept dancing. It was my way to say STFU

Yes, I can be annoyed for a very long time. And I'm still a bit agitated.

I didn't bring my camera, I thought about it, but I'm kinda glad I didn't. Because when I had pause I played with some other people, so I couldn't have taken any good photos. However, here's the result (shown on some parts of my body) from the volleyball night.

Don't worry, I took this photo upside-down and it made my legs look really cool. Further down there are more bruises and my feet are full with burn marks and like purple/green/blue/pink/whatever, but I hate my feet so I won't post a photo of them. And if you're wondering about the bulges on the sides (like right above my knees) that's just a washed out memory I'd like to call "Sunny used to be active".

This is the best one. I'll make a photo series or something, as it changes colour. Right now it's more brown-redish. Looking forward to posting it and showing you.

No one can say I didn't try.

Anyways, things are going very good for me. I'm sorta starting to dread Christmas (you know, family holiday and so), but I'm gonna try my hardest to stay positive Maybe I'll dance all through Christmas? And in other good news they say that tomorrow it's gonna snow! OMFG SDKGHAIRUGHØSKAG YESS. Let it snow, let it snow, l e t i t s n o w !

Cheers for now

Sunny

Assholes

2009-11-25T15:08:00.008+01:00

Today is not going to be that much of a fun post. I'm gonna do my best not to sound too serious, but there's really something I need to get off my chest.

However I was tempted to post pictures here that would give the title a literal meaning. I know this would be too offensive even to be me.

Today we started school with two hours of P.E, like we always do. On Friday there's such a (cool) thing in my school called Volleyball-night, and because of this we've been playing a deecent (imo little bit too much) amount of Volleyball in gym class. However, last Wednesday we played with the boys. I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but here they actually split boys and girls in gym. Which I find right out stupid. Anyways, here I come rushing to school as usual, looking forward to playing volleyball with many people instead of 12. Misunderstand me right, I really like having P.E with the girls in my class, I just think that sports are more fun when a lot of people are playing. After 11 years of having mixed (and at least 25+ people) going to only 12 girls gives less variation and less aggressiveness. Then for some reason the sport hall is divided into sections, I figured we were gonna warm up separately or something, I was wrong. Turns out the boys didn't want to play volleyball with the girls. Turns out it was too b o r i n g.

Checked my dictionary for a definition. There you go.

I know that here I have been a little bit more quiet than I normally would be. But that's because I don't know this culture as good, and I try to tread carefully so not to offend anyone. This however doesn't change that I'm still the same, easily triggered Sunny, and there aren't too many things that fire me up as easily as this kind of thing. I think the boys in my class is a decent gang, this is and will probs be my impression of them, but, this I found a bit obnoxious and stuck-up.

An overlook of the fjord in my town. You don't see that much of the town itself, and it's not the view from my house (I live a looot more to the left), but this is and will always be my hometown. Where I grew up, and hopefully where I'll be buried (yes, I've given it that much thought, I wanna be buried in my hometown, but first in about 150 years or so..)

Then there's another thing I've been thinking about lately. I think it was last week (or the week before) when we talked about expats and stuff in English. Then the question of feeling at home in a different country popped up, and my teacher asked me. I told him no, I don't feel at home here. I do however feel very welcome and comfortable here, but as they say, Home is where the heart is, and it seems like I left a little bit too much of my heart in Norway. I might go out and say it; I risked everything coming here (dramaqueen-ish, but it's true). I left an absolutely amazing life in Norway (trust me, 2009 was the best) to come here and start blank. Why did I do this? I can't give a straight and completely honest answer. There has been so many times these last three months where I have sent thoughts to dear friends and asked myself "wtf?". But now I can feel that for every week, I feel more and more at home here in Glarus. People greet me on the streets, I'm starting to get a preeetty good control of the language and as soon as the snow starts falling I'll have something to do.

But being an exchange student is very hard, no one said it was gonna be easy, but so far I've had many ups and downs, and I'm guessing that in exactly one month isn't gonna be any easier. Christmas is my fav holiday. I like christmas better than I like my birthday. It just does something with me. So this year's gonna be very hard, I just have to try my best to be positive and think about how lucky I am doing this. I'm just dreading it a little bit. A little

Imagine how it feels like having a piece of your heart this far away from you. I know that I am lucky, and I try very hard not to think about people at home and get more and more used to the thought of living here and just enjoying it for the short time it lasts. But globalization has made all this forgetting a lot harder.

Next time I'll be funny, I promise.

I'd also like to thank all the people that have been nice enough to give me such awesome comments on how they like my blog! This does mean a lot to me, and it makes it a lot easier to write (because it gives me the impression that anyone is reading)!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Ahh-choo

2009-11-18T19:50:00.006+01:00

I seriously just sneezed like consecutively for 3 minutes (it doesn't sound like a lot, but just wait for it). So for 3 whole minutes I was completely unable to do anything. It was awesome. I love sneezing, however strange that sounds. Because I hardly ever sneeze. So when I actually do sneeze it's like the greatest relieve evur. You know the feeling you get when you know a sneeze is coming, and then you can't sneeze? This feeling ranks very high on my list of things I wish never happened.

Sneezing while you're walking is always funny. Because you just can't control your body. Kudos to the photographer for catching such a sacred moment!

Anyways, I don't remember what I planned on writing. I had a really good idea on the train today. Oh yeah, Trains! Trains, what are they? What do they do? How do they function (I'm sure Wikipedia can fill you in on this, I cba)? What do they mean to me?

This is a train. But not any train, oh no. It's thee Glarnersprinter! I like this train.

Well, I've always been a train person. Actually, anything but car is good enough for me. I kinda need the option of being able to move, be this on a bus, boat, horseback or bicycle (I'll admit that the third option doesn't really happen at all, I just needed a word that didn't start with a 'b'). Sneezed yet again. And in Norway there is pretty much no such thing as a train. Sure, we've heard of it, but it only exists in these big places. Where I live we're still amazed at how electricity works. Here, on the other hand, trains are everywhere. Not only trains, but also busses! Public transportation actually means transportation here (and not "we'll bring some people, sometimes, from A to B, C you gotta do on your own"). I love it. I also love the fact that there are always newspapers lying around on the train, where I can tear out the sudoku and have something to make time pass (maybe I'll show my collection sometime (read:when I one day clean out my wallet)) gosh, I love double parentheses! Actually, I've got nothing smart to say today. I just needed something to do so that I wouldn't fall asleep. So I share some funny photos (under here somewhere) and good songs I want to share with the world (read: the 6-7 people who read my blog).

I seriously recommend to google the word sneeze, sneezing or something like that. I found soo many hilarious photos. And this one kinda looks like me too (but I don't spit when I sneeze. I hope)!

I'm doing just great, I've caught a cold, but please, it would be weirder if I didn't catch a cold than that I've caught one. Everything is just super (wow, SUPER. That was gay). I can't really explain it. School is great, people are great, family is great, Switzerland is great. Did I btw tell about how I managed to get a 4,5 (which apparently is reaally good) in maths? Sneezed. I have no idea how I managed that, but somehow I did (alright, so he only graded me 50% seeing as I only did 50% of the test, but the other half was text stuff, and my teacher didn't really expect me to do that).

Aaha, I have no words. Sneezing *insert heart here*

AND, this is a shout going out to my friend Randi Elise. She is probably the cutest person alive, and the fact that she reads my blog and gives me cute comments all the time (despite the fact that she doesn't have Facebook (how is that even possible?)) makes me soo happy! I miss the way we would always do nothing in science (e.g make silly photos, play tetris, facebook..), and how she's always been my snowboarding buddy (seriously, for like.. 6 years or something)! It's gonna be so strange having a winter where she doesn't text me every other day and asks me if I've got enough time to go snowboarding! I miss you sweetie! <3

This is a photo of me and Randi one time in Science. She fed me a watermelon and since I had overslept and didn't have time to eat breakfast OR shave, I was soooo happy!

This is bus drivers in Norway. Here they are all quite nice.

SNEEZED

Hahaha, I love these comics. I just. Love them.

Three other things I love. These songs are first; funny and cool. Then comes a sweet one, and then a cool and good one. Sadly for some, two of them are in Norwegian. WEELL WELL

Tungtvann - Mor du e hot Taylor Swift - You're not sorry Karpe Diem - Hat&Love

Cheers for now!

Sunny

Kung-fu fighting

2009-11-16T19:17:00.006+01:00

Well, I have promised (and I'm sure it's expected of me) to show some differences between Switzerland and Norway. I honestly don't know what it is, but I don't feel like I've gotten a culture shock of any kind. The only thing that sucks is that sometimes I get homesick. Mostly at night (when in Norway I'd normally be swimming/training or buried in homework I hadn't done yet) or when something that makes me think of someone/thing. Like the other day I decided I wanted to have a braid in my hair, and then I started thinking of Kamilla, who would alway braid my hair in a gazillion ways (when I had long hair), and then that moved further on to all the good times I've had with my friends the past year. And there we go, I got upset and.. oh my god, I'm listening to the tv in the background and there is such a thing as the worlds most expensive bed. It costs 60 000 Euros.. wow

It just fits too good with what I wrote.

This is how I've learned to deal with my homesickness, I let myself get distracted. I'll tell you, it works like hell! Something else that's working as hell, is school. This is one of the places where I see the biggest difference between Norway and Switzerland. I will not claim myself as professor in Swiss educations systems, but I have started to wrap my mind around this now.

Whereas in Norway we can't really become anything without going to school first, here they choose wether they want to go to uni or not at the age of 12 (I'm sure there are loopholes, but I haven't picked that up yet). In other words where we feel like we are being forced to going to school everyday for about 13 years, these suckers choose it. heah, nah, I'd choose it too, but that's because I've always known I wanna be highly educated (there have been times where I was willing to drop it to become a ninja, but then I realized I can't really jump that high..). What I want to study I still don't know.

Picture irrelevant, I just hate it when there's too much text. I know that photos are a lot more fun to watch. I just happen to have this kind of humour (looked through my LOL map few days ago, and I almost peed myself, and then crawled under my bed in shame because I laughed at that stuff).

Anypoo, the differences. First of all they have taken the subject we in Norway call Science and made three subjects; Biology (this is okay), Chemistry LAB (this is also okay because I get to wear cool goggles once every two weeks) and Physics (this is not that okay..). They do pretty much the same as we do - just a lot more complicated (This might be because it's in German, but I like to think not). They concentrate deeply on more mathematical subjects (they don't offer Religion, politics, philosophy or subjects like that) and economics is mandatory. You can choose to have music, sports, italian and Latin too (not all of them, ofc), but I still sense a big difference in priorities.

It's a liiiiitle bit over the top, but you have to admit you smiled just a tiny bit?

Schooldays are definitely longer, they have homework (in Norway you can get by without doing your homework, just read to all the tests and do the hand-ins and you'll be okay), they have more tests than oral performances and I am extremely convinced that the country of Switzerland hate the rainforest. In every subject there is an insane amount of paper handed out to every student all the time. I get why and tbh I'm too tired to be bothered to discuss this back and forth (I know I'm right anyways), but if I ever end up here teaching, I'll be printing on both sides..

On the other hand, if they were printing on both sides I wouldn't be able to draw ninjas on the back. Epic ninja fight will take place next Monday when I also have two extremely boring hours of PP. Haha, btw, one guy in my class (being good here, not mentioning names) has read my blog and found out about my habit of drawing ninjas (damnit, wasn't very ninja of me to post it here, but oh well.), and today he drew ninjas in English class and showed them to me. This seriously made my week

I don't know what other differences in the school system I can explain (I do, but simpsons is on), and when I am very inspired I'll give you a five page long essay of some kind. Apart from being homesick from time to time, things are going great here. The most amazing thing has happened; I'm actually looking forward to going to school (Yeah, apart from the getting up before the sun thing)! Who would've thought? I received 3 high-fives today, this means that I've done enough good for one day.

Oh did you happen to notice up here that I said I heard the Tv? I don't have to look directly at the tv and concentrate deeply to know what they're talking about anymore! Yay me!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Wowet

2009-11-13T19:32:00.004+01:00

(Made up a word!)

Have no idea how this is even possible, but even though I'm doing nothing everyday, I still don't have time to do anything. I mean, I use forever to do stuff that normally I don't think about. Like homework - takes forever (and I end up doing it 50%), cleaning my (tiny) room - takes forever, finding something to wear - still not satisfies! (I miss my wardrobe, damnit!) Mommy? If you read this, there is supposed to be this small, completely simple, black skirt laying around somewhere in my wardrobe. If you find it, I would be very thankful. Also, need more woolen tights! (this is where I insert a heart for both my mum and for woolen tights)

I hope you get that the heart is more for my mum than for my woolen tights, I love my mum much more, clearly, but she knows that.

So today it's Friday and I'm going to meet people and actually do something. Woopwoop. I will soon give you a long, pondering, deep, intellectual and reflected post, I just need time to sit down and be pondering, deep, intellectual and reflected (requires tea and a certain type of music and it kinda has to be Sunday too..).

I've listened to this song a gazillion times lately. I loove it!

Well, everything is doing great, just need some more sports (I miss swimming so much, I'm at a loss for words). I'll get that working soon (might start dancing, and with some gymnastics, trying new stuff).

Cheers

(or at least until Sunday)

Sunny

I'm alive!

2009-11-06T23:29:00.009+01:00

Alright, so I'm trying to get this blogging back on track! Blogging about everyday life in Switzerland gets really boring. Wanna know why? Because it's every day life. I mean, there's really nothing interesting to write about.. Alsoo, it might be that I have been dead tired for the last week (two weeks?), and just had no inspiration to write or anything.

Just to keep you updated; I still live in a piece of artwork.

In addition, I've had a little downer. By now it's long gone, and things are picking up. I mean, things are just fantastic. I've got a great family, starting to make friends on my own, and my class just kicks ass (some teachers are not as great, but I'll live).

Just to prove my statement above, I have included myself in a photo. I was there and this photo makes me speechless! Wow!

What do people want to know about this? Want to know exactly how I feel in writing moment? Want to know about swiss people? About my everyday swiss life? What are you all curious to know? Maybe you just want photos with a little bit of text? A new video (then you'll have to wait until I lose my voice again)? Give me themes! If not, I'll just ramble on once a week about food, homework, school and whatnot. Doubt I'll be as emotional and personal as I was below here. I realize how stupid it looks right now, but I don't have the heart to remove it. It is possible to miss someone and enjoy yourself at the same time!

I still have a huge grin on my face. AND HELP ME, I NEED TO DO SOMETHING WITH MY HAIR! WHAT TO DO? It sucks, because it's just too long and not long enough. SUCKS. MAKES ME ANGREY! (Haha! I wrote angry with an extra e just for bollocks, and it turned out to be a word! Doesn't show up in my dictionary, but my auto-correct isn't correcting it!)

There is something I would like to share, though!

Behold, my effectivity in class!

This is part of the first test (that has to stand in bold) I wrote in the Kanti! Woohoo. I've gotten a thing for drawing ninja's lately. I dunno why. Maybe because I feel like a ninja when I sit so close to the teacher drawing when I should be paying attention! (Don't worry, I pretty much only draw in economy, which just happens to be the last class on Mondays (well, almost last) and Tuesdays)

Another economy thing. We were given a newspaper article. I had a gazillion words I didn't know, so I marked them (that you can't see), and translated them (left). If you see all those tiny grey dots, it's an ultimate ninja fight going on. Don't know who's won yet, but I've got a Franc on the guy to the left.

I don't always draw stupid cartoonies! Was actually satisfied with this. Supposed to represent me; like, a two fishes (my zodiac, and the fact that I've done swimming pretty much my entire life (apart from here.........)) and then the things around is supposed to be flames representing the sun (well, do the math).

The one time I tried making notes in economy before I realized that I was very tired and couldn't read my teachers' handwriting.

You probs can't read what's in the center there. But all around the paper, there are tiny miniatures of animals (I've overlooked it more than once, no animal goes twice), and in the middle is says: "Economy is so much fun! I'm writing with my right hand, innit nice? I think so" in three languages. SKILZZ.

So, to sum things up; everything is going great. I'm great, school's great (inefficient, but great), glarus is great, Swisslandia is great.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Don't forget to tell me what you want to know!

Let it snow

2009-10-17T14:38:00.008+02:00

So, today I woke up (extremely tired, headache and no voice - after five cups of warm milk and honey I can push out weak whimpering sounds) with the best view ever. Everything else was forgotten (until I got out of bed of course).

It's snowing

Yes, amazing. So it turns out that my 1316 CHF investment in a new board, new bindings, new pair of snowboarding pants and a season pass at the awesome mountain somewhere close to me was a success! Pretty sure you wanna see ooor?

Well you have to.

Front/upside (I dunno). Burton board and Burton bindings (they have cute little clouds on them, but I forgot to take a photo of that, and obviously I'm not gonna do it when I already loaded the photos)

Back/bottom (again, I dunno), pretty much the same as the front, just that it's girly! I finally have a ladyboard (when I snowboard I look like a man, so I need a ladyboard). And I've also named it Princess Peach (yes, after Princess Peach in Mario).

Me and my h-sister Hannah. My jacket is the Volcom jacket I bought last year, the pants are my new Volcom pants, and her jacket is her new Volcom jacket. There's no way anyone is gonna look cooler than us this winter!

And I have three more photos from Italy (taken by Claudia - my host mother)

The little person in the middle of the photo is me. First night (seeing as I'm taking photos and my batteries died the first night) And it's taken from their bedroom window. We were nicely placed to say it at least!

Pizza photo from pizza night. The photo doesn't show the actual size of the pizzas, because the grownups hadn't gotten their by then. But if you see the big white plate I'll explain that the pizza was about twice that size. Huge pretty much covers it.

On the way back we had like a trip to different cities in Tuscany. In this photo it's raining and yes I had shorts on. It was warm and not raining when we left. And don't worry, I'm Norwegian, we tan all the way through December, so I was just reaching for those last few rays of UV-light. (hehehe - I crack me up) Right here we are in Volterra, yes the city where they filmed a little bit of the second (or third or whatever) Twilight movie. Didn't change my mind, I found the town gorgeous before I knew. I actually liked it a little bit less after I found out, because then I started noticing all the Twilight stuff that was literally everywhere.

I really like Gnarls Barkley. Right now he's my It man.

Oh yeah, btw, I have a surprise for you. I might post my first videoblog soon. Exciting or what? I might do it tonight because I can't go out, there really is no reason for me to go out since I can't really talk to anyone. I can whisper. And whispering isn't always as funny. Bluh. Feel sorry for me bitteeeeee (<---for n00bs that means 'Please', but normally written min one 'e')

And check out this song. The Embed is disabled so I can't post the vid here. I love that song too.

Cheers for now

Sunny

I would also like to say that it's really cool that people comment on this (even though I already know then,hih). Every blogger (lol, feels weird calling myself a blogger) says this but blogging without comments is not motivating :-)))

Italien

2009-10-13T20:04:00.010+02:00

Aaalright! Two days ago I came home from Italy. And wow, did I enjoy it. Italy has to be the most beautiful country in the world. At least Tuscany the most beautiful place I've seen (haven't seen the world yet).

Every year my family rent a small house at the beach (it's a hotel like business), based in San Vincenzo in Tuscany. I still got to see more than one part of the region; Pisa, Florence, Volterra and other places I can't remember the name of. But it was extremely pretty there too.

Me and my sisters on the first night. We tried a million times and this was still the closest we got to a jumping photo (without any of us looking awfully ugly - and I'm a nice person and won't post photos like that (hahah, good one)).

Everyday we chilled at the beach, swam in the ocean, hung out by the pool, played beach volleyball (or other games), ate Italian food, did nothing and went to bed with a ton of sand in our bed. We also did some shopping (I did some serious shopping) and I got to know people and at the same time got to know my sisters even better. It was an awesome week.

I mean, we really didn't do too much, so I don't have so much to tell; we spent long days in the sun, we ate lots of pizza and pasta, played a lot of poker, got to know people, got eaten alive by mosquitos (I had 34 bites on the way back). It was a relaxed vacation, and when I think of it we did pretty much the same every day.I'm uninspired to write, but I have photos to show. Perhaps a little show and tell is better (I think so). And we all know photos makes everything more fun.

This beach literally lasts forever. There's no end to it. The closest we came to an end is at the volleyball net, and that was a 15 minute walk (and you still couldn't see anything but beach) - I often preferred running or playing soccer, much more fun.

A few of thuh gaang. Good gang. Like 'em. Found out that two of the guys I got to know this week in Italy are in my English class (extreme advanced fancy schmancy English class, that is). Highly embarrassed that I didn't find that out until after spending 4-5 days with them. But they look different in shorts. That excuse works. Either way, they were very helpful, because they speak great English, and could help me every other word when I needed it.

Let me bury my toes in this sand every morning for the rest of my life, and I won't complain anymore.

More of the peepz. This was on pizza day. I'm serious, pizza day was pizza day. It's without a doubt the biggest pizza I've ever seen. Evuuuurr.

Sunny in the sun.

The look of a very typical Italian street. They all look the same, but every city has it's own special way of making them look, so they don't look like that either way.

This photo is really cool. Just imagine how cool it would be if the sun was placed right in between my legs? (hehehe, sun between Sunnys legs - gosh I'm funny)

We went to Pisa, it really leans, but apart from that (and the fact that it's beautiful architecture), there's nothing special about it.

Am I artistic or what? Yeah, I took this photo. Post card anyone?

Also, I thought I'd share with you what I've bought while I was here. I mean, blablabla yattayttayaytay it's not too interesting and very typical girl blog with "omg, I totally bought this and have to show it to you" but believe me, there are a few special someones called my parents who would like to know what I spend money on. And I haven't spent too much, no worries. I have a lot left.

This is bought in Switzerland. A dress, a bolero and an awesome swimsuit I used in Italy. A small brown bag that works with pretty much anything and a necklace that I use as a bracelet.

Three pants. One for snowboarding, one that I'm probably not gonna use (dark denim isn't really my thing, dunno why I bought it) and a pair that I like a lot already, wiuwiu! Also bought a blue pair sometime I was in Zürich, so now I don't need any more. I have abooout (this is where I use my fingers to count) 6 now. It'll do.

All the accessories I bought in Italy. Would say I'm sat for the rest of the year now, got a pretty deecent collection. Satisfied! (haha, will end up buying more though, I always do, but it's small and often cheap, so accessory is okay) Also bought two..erm, things for my wall. But I dunno if I'll give them away as a present to a certain someone or not..

Clothes for going out. I dunno. Looks alright or? I'm trying to become a lady, in some way. Here's a dress that sparkles, a top that sparkles, a kinda funky tank top in some way, would spice up anything boring. And a very girly scarf, with roses and pink. Woop wopp. A lot of black here, weird, I'm starting to wear black again.

Here we have two bags and two pairs of shoes. Yet again in black, but also very fashionable (trust me, I've read enough magazines to know). Boots and booties, check me out, wearing something other than sneakers!

A blazer (needs fixing, but was very cheap, so I don't might fixing it when it's cheap), a huuge scarf and a grey cardigan. I have pretty much the exact same in black, but it's being washed.

A cool vest (I've gotten addicted to spikes and so), another grey cardigan and a huge jacket that looks cool and makes me look fat. Woop.

Apart from that I'm currently enjoying another week of vacation before I start school again.

(I just noticed that it's easier for me to talk about my clothes and stuff than about what I did in Italy.. Priorities?)

Cheers for now

Sunny

Did you know..

2009-09-13T10:24:00.005+02:00

.. that swiss cows have bangs? Well they do. And now it's time for another Norwegian post.

This one doesn't, but I'm too scared of the cows to go close enough to take a photo of one.

Så, no he det vore ei laang veke, mykje he skjedd og ej he rett og slett blitt veldig sliten av heile greia. Men no e alt over, og ej føle at etter en god natts søvn i natt (håpe ej) skal ej være utkvilt til mi siste veke på tyskkurs i Zürich! Bestemte mej for å skrive ditte på norsk for ej tenke at det e for det meste de nordmenn som e interessert i å vite ka som skjedde (hei mamma og pappa) og det kan bli ubehagelig for somme om ej skrive det på engelsk. E i tillegg ikkje noke alle burde få vite, he ej blitt fortalt. Det e mykje å lese, men ej sette pris på om dokke gjer det.

Skrive like greit om heile helga, for ej føle det e relevant.

Alt starta forgje helg, når vi va på AFS orientering. Helga fekk en heller dårlig start sida vi måtte gå ca 1,5 time i pøseregn fordi lederane våre (som va frå Basel og ikkje hadde peiling på kor vi skulle) tok oss først feil vei. Ej tenkte ej skulle være berre positiv og sang og tulla heile veien, ditte fann alle dei andre fint og ej følte ej gjor ei god gjerning. Derriimooot når vi kom fram, hadde ej tenkt at no skal ej ta av mej den våte buksa mi og legge mej varm under soveposen min, berre for å finne at ca alt i sekken min i tillegg til soveposen min va vått. Sei sej sjøl at når min vasstette sekk og soveposetrekk va vått va ej ikkje aleine. Ikkje like mange blide fjes lengre.

Lederane va ikkje akkurat grå i håra og veldig autoritære heller, den eldste (som vi kalte Boss, men heite Silvan) va akkurat blitt 20 og dei fire andre lederane va 18. Fire av ungdommane som va på leiren va 18, so va alle andre 17, 16 og èn 15. Det e forsovidt han dinne "historia" handla om. Ditte va en gutt frå Latvia som e i min Kanton. Sida dag 1 he ej syns han va ganske rar, men he tenkt at han berre virka rar fordi engelsken hass va dårlig. Likevel hadde han mange fakte som gjorde at ej ikkje hadde sterke ønske om å bli kjendt med han med een gang (e fullt klar over kor dårlig ej framstille mej no, som utvekslingsstudent og berre bestemme mej for å ikkje like noken, men berre vent). På leiren va der i hovudsak fem persona ej va lamme, ditte va Max frå Russland, Esteban frå Guatemala, Mustafa frå Tyrkia, Vivien frå USA og Emily frå USA som e i min Kanton (som ej trur kjem til å bli en veldig god venn av mej med tida!). Max, Esteban og Mustafa e noken veldig tullete typisk guta som lika å kalle alle for navn og gjerne litt stygge navn - men alle veit at dei meina det ikkje, for dei e alle tre veldig gode venna og det e med kvarandre dei e værst.

Everyone at the AFS orientation (except for Vivien from USA and Thereza from Czech Republic).

Sida fredagen va en liten bommert la ej mej "tidlig", altså gjekk ej opp å la mej i 1-2 tida om kvelden. Sovna tvert. Sida ej ikkje va der når det skjedde blei ej klassifisert som "ikkje direkte involvert" i dinne saken, men ej veit historia e sann, for ej fekk akkurat samme historia frå alle som hadde sett det. Slik utarta alt sej;

Fredags natta dreiv guttane å kødda rundt om kring og kasta rundt på sitrona (fordi en merkelig gutt frå Russland hadde med sej sitrona..wtf lol) og tulla slik som gutta alltid gjer. Esteban kasta en og traff dinne guten frå Latvia - Mãris - en eller anna plass på kroppen (ikkje haud eller andre spesielle plassa). Mãris tok visst ditte ganske alvorlig og kasta den tilbake og traff Esteban i skrittet - med vilje. Esteban fekk naturligvis veldig låkt og gjekk på do. Han kom opp igjen med et glas vatn og tømte litt av det i senga til Mãris. Alle guttane fann ditte veldig morsomt og lo godt av Esteban sin spøk. Mãris gjekk ut, og Esteban tok på sej regnjakke fordi han tenkte at han hadde tenkt å kaste vatn på han også, men nei. Mãris kjem inn igjen etter ei stund (lenge nok til at Esteban he tatt av sej regnjakka si) med en kjøkkenkniv. Ej fekk sjå ka kniv det va snakk om og bladet på kniven va rund 22-25 cm langt. Han stilte sej to m frå Esteban og Mustafa og sa; "Skal du komme hit eller skal ej komme til dit for å drepe dej?" (soklart på engelsk, han snakka jo ikkje norsk) Max reagerte fort og røyste sej og tok kniven frå han. Esteban og Mustafa va begge utrulig sjokka og fekk ikkje sove om kvelden. Mãris gjekk og la sej etter at Max hadde tatt kniven, helt urørt.

Neste morgen står ej opp, forkjøla og låk i haudet. Tenkte "damn, ditte blir en tung dag". Ej gjekk ned og ut for å finne kompisane mine. Dei såg unaturlig alvorlige ut og ej hørte ordet "Cuchillo" som e spansk for kniv og spurte med en gang ka dei snakka om. So fortalte dei mej alt. Ej spurte dei om dei hadde sagt i frå til lederane og dei sa nei, dei ville ikkje fortelle det til dei på leiren for dei trudde ikkje dei kunne takle situasjonen bra nok. Lederane va ekstremt kjekke, men ej va nødt å sei mej einig i ditte. Etter ej blei fortalt historia tok ej mej sjøl i å tenke på alt ej hadde hørt Mãris sei, gjere og korleis han oppførte sej. Ej blei også ekstra oppmerksom å korleis han oppførte sej heile resten ta dagen.

Litt bakgrunnsstoff; en togtur hadde Mãris i ca 30 min fortalt mej og Ayu om foredra si skillsmisse då han va 8 år og kor mykje han hata faren sin for det. Huska han sa "Hvis ej fe sjansen vil ej gjerne drepe faren min sju eller åtte ganga". Ej trudde han va ironisk - ikkje no lenger. Heile dagen gjekk han og hang på enten mej eller Max (han såg veldig opp til Max som virka som den veldig den tøffe, ej-bryr-mej-ikkje typen). Etter timesvis med ingenting å gjer på og alt for mykje Rummy speling, bestemte ej mej for å finne på noke anna. Noken av jentene sov på jenterommet, så ej gjekk inn på gutterommet. Max låg å leste og hørte på musikk, so ej berre la mej ned og chilla med musikk og gjor ingenting. Ut av ingenting kjem Mãris inn døra og sei "Fy faen, Mustafa e 'a fucking pussy'. Han e skikkelig redd for mej" So flira han - ej og Max sa ingenting. Mange sånne kommentara kom støtt og stadig, og i tillegg snakka han mykje russisk med Max. I ettertid he ej fått vite at Mãris då satt og fortalte Max om ka våpen han he tenkt å få sej ettersom han blir eldre. På laurdagskvelden skjedde det ingenting.

Søndags ettermiddag for ej til Zürich for å feire Jordan frå USA sin bursdag og når ej kom heim rundt kl 22 fortalte ej alt til søstra mi Lisa (hadde allereide fortalt alt til Hannah, men Lisa vakkje heime før ej for) sida ho en en AFS representant. Emily hadde fortalt det til verstforeldra sine og Lisa hadde fått en mail med dei, så ho visste allereide at noke hadde skjedd. Etter en haug med seine telefona til AFS fekk ej vite at dei va no underretta og skulle begynne å bearbeide saken. Mandag satt ej og Emily heile togturen åleine å snakka om det som skjedde den helga - vi kom fram til at vi syns det va bra at AFS kom til å holde oss anonyme, men den gang ei. Ca 10 min etter lunchpausa på mandag (ej va i samme klasse som Mãris) kjem ei dame - Lara - og sei til læreren min (som forresten e kjempeflink!) at ho må snakke med mej og Mãris. Ej visste med en gang ka det handla om og kjente ej blei svimmel og skjelven fordi ej blei so nervøs og ukomfortabel. Heldigvis kom Emily også, uten ho der veit ej ikkje om ej hadde klart mej. Ho gikk rett på sak, mens Mãris va der. Ej e oppdratt sopass bra at ej klarte ikkje fortelle alle dei små tinga han hadde sagt tidligare, den ekle oppførselen hass heile helga (han gjor soklart meir enn ej he fortalt). Ikkje mens han satt under 1m forann mej. Etter "møtet" prøvde ej og Emily å fortelle Lara at vi ville heller snakke med ho åleine, men ho tok ikkje hintet.

Everyone at AFS Deutschkurz in Zürich (apart from me).

På onsdag måtte ej og Emily gå til kontoret til AFS Sveits etter skule. Vi gjekk oss vill og kom halv tre, tenkte vi va for seine og hadde drete oss ut. Men det viste sej at vi ikkje skulle inn dit før kl 15 uansett. So vi fekk vatn og satt på et tak og venta, snakka tull og lo berre for å tenke på noke anna. So blei vi vist inn til et lite møterom der satt Max, Esteban, Mustafa, Mark frå Russland (men aana ikkje koffor han va der), Mãris, Mãris sin kontaktperson Nils (som forresten e kjempehyggelig), Lara frå AFS, ei eller anna dame frå AFS som e sjef eller noke, men som ikkje he lært sej å presentere sej, og en psykolog og (det ej annteke va) assistenten hass. Der snakka dei lenge rundt saken og framstilte Mãris som verdens største offer og gjekk hit og dit. Ej syns at uansett kor plaga han følte sej so kunne han bedt dei om å slutte og hvis dei ikkje gjor det kunne han gått til lederane - uansett kor lite han stolte på dei. Det e ingenting som rettferdiggjer å true noken på livet med en kniv pga en sitron og litt vatn. Ej kunne sjå at Mãris hadde grene, men personlig kjøpte ej det ikkje. For på møtet på mandagen når Lara spurte han ka han følte om dinne saken va han helt urørt. Ej og Emily derimot sa vi følte oss veldig "wierded out", "shocked" og "a bit scared" Vi fekk vite at han skulle bli sendt heim, gode nyheite (sjøl om ej lure på korleis det tok dei so lang tid å bestemme ditte, eller koffor dei i det heile tatt vurderte å ha han her. Hvis du blir tatt i å kjøre en moped blir du sendt heim på flekken, og mi meining e at ditte e mykje værre).

Ditte hørtest sikkert litt slemt ut, men etter vi va ferdig på AFS kontoret gjekk vi fem (Max, Mark, Mustafa, Esteban, Emily og ej) og ut feira litt med å ete lunch på en restaurant før vi tok toget kvar vår vei (Emily, Max og ej skulle på samme tog da) heim. So kom ej heim og måtte stotre fram heile historia på min fantastiske tysk. I går blei han satt på flyet heim, og ej føle mej bra igjen. Det va ikkje ei kjekk halv veke, men heldigvis he ej fått mange gode venna (og he to fantastiske søstre og kjekke foreldre) som ej he kunne snakka mykje med. No ser ej fram til et trygt, kjempekjekt tysktalande år i Sveits!

Mange tanka he gått til gode venna dinne veka, men ej he tatt AFS Norge sitt råd om å ikkje ta kontakt heime før etter ej he fordøyd situasjonen helt. No e den fordøyd og komt ut igjen. Hehheheh

Btw; læreren min sa til mej på fredag at komande fredag når vi skal ha ei avsluttande prøve på skulen for å sjå kor mykje framgang vi he hatt, trur ho at ej kjem til å ta B1 testen, som e den vanskeligaste. Fy kor stolt ej blei da! I tillegg leste ej om Siv Jensen i ei sveitsisk avis i dag, dei lika ikkje ho dei heller.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Trainride

2009-09-07T19:49:00.004+02:00

Or should I say roller coaster? Because that's what these last few days has been. I want to but I can't share it with, I dunno why, what happened has just shook me a little bit too much. And I can't seem to put down my words correctly about what happened. All I know is that I was fckn creeped out. I still kinda am, but I guess we'll have to see how things sort out.

Just to clear things out; nothing "serious" has happened. No one got hurt, it was just an incident we all would like to be without and a sticky situation I don't really want to be in. I did the right thing though, and it's up to AFS Switzerland what happens next..

Apart from that I'm starting to get the hang of the German, and I can't wait until I'm starting normal school! Best part about starting proper school is that I'm only gonna be there for a week before I go to Italy! I'm going to Italy in three weeks! Can you believe it? Cause I sure as hell can't!

For you

My neighbour turkey. Freddie is my nickname for him. He doesn't like me..

Many "rockets" are always flying around here.

Heheheheh

On my way to Zürich

Train quality

Yes, this is where I live.

And this is the kind of thing I wake up to

Cheers for now

Sunny

Swiss people

2009-09-02T17:10:00.006+02:00

Before I went to Switzerland, AFS prepared us for things such as a major culture shock, lots of confusion and a lot of shitting your pants in public (sort of speak). So far I don't feel like I've done this. Yes, I have made a fool of myself a time or two, but that's just me. I do stupid stuff all the time. There's nothing shocking about this culture, apart from the fact that it's absolutely amazing. No, now I'm lying, there's one thing that has shook me a little bit; the smoking. Normal cigarettes I did expect, but the amount of weed that young people here smoke is just.. flabbergasting. Like the first weekend when we took the night bus back there were people smoking weed in the bus. To be honest I think people can smoke as much weed as they want, but they could be considerate enough not to do it around people who don't. The smell makes me incredibly sick. Bluh. Apart from that I only find it funny that there are so many cats everywhere. They just lie in the grass here and there and do nothing. It's kinda cool.

I'm halfway in my second week of the German course. I had a good start, and then I sorta fell off the load and understood nothing for a few days. Today however; I felt good about my German. Or, not good, but decent. I was so decent that on my Reflexion (the thing our teacher makes us write every day to keep a diary of what we've learnt) my teacher wrote to me that I should write full sentences. This means she thinks I'm good enough to write full sentences! Maajor lift. Apart from that I had also done most of my homework right. It sounds stupid, but I have the need to be good at pretty much anything academic, because I'm not at all used to be the stupid kid in class; and I've felt stupid for a week. I like to be smart, it's one of the things I have. Anyways; today was a great boost and I feel very good about myself. Sooo looking forward to being able to talk enough to be understood and understand. It'll be cool, and I can make lots of friends because they don't have to worry about them sucking in English (as they all say at least twice during a conversation with me even though I understand them perfectly).

Also I'm starting to reeaaaalllyyyyy look forward to winter. I wanna snowboard so bad. I'm actually considering to buy a new snowboard while I'm here, mostly because the one I have at home is absolute shit and I want a board that matches my jacket (yes, I am that shallow sometimes).

How awesome doesn't this look?

Apart from that I'd like to tell everyone that my new mate Mac (who's real name is Simon?) is kinda gay but still fun.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Well then!

2009-08-30T17:59:00.006+02:00

Said and done! I asked Hannah (my hostsister) if they had a cable that would fit my camera, and guess what! She did! This is a PP / story post. Because every picture has a story! Cba to put the photos in order, so it'll all be rumbled up.

I have been the luckiest girl in the world! Not a flattering picture of either of us, but this is (one of) my amazing host sister! I've only been here for a week, and already I trust her and love her! I couldn't have asked for a better family!

One day on the way back from Zürich I took out my camera, the window was dirty. But this is pretty much the view everywhere, apart from the fact that it's better. The photo sucked because a) it's taken in supertrainspeed and b) through a dirty window.. what I do love even more about the scenery is how the clouds don't drift in front the mountains, they just sort of lie on them, adapting to their shape. It's amazing, like it's resting and peaceful!

This is the entrance to where I now live. I think it's the coolest entrance ever. I don't know if the Marti's have given the man a name, but I decided to call him Indo.

This is the room to my door! They made this for me and I think that's so sweet! I love my door!

One day (actually many days) we stayed back in Zürich to look around (and because the weather was amazing), so here is the river in Zürich, where they do kano polo, as in water polo but with kanos!

The tram. It's convenient, take it anywhere. It's alright. I like you tram.

On the tram it's not allowed to bring a saw and saw on the seats! heheh

The view I woke up to this morning after spending the night in the B-H in Linthal with a bunch of cool people!

Just in general the scenery is beautiful. I can't begin to describe the amazingness about this country. At all. I love it here, and I'm just starting my second week. It's gonna be a great year.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Phew!

2009-08-30T17:05:00.005+02:00

What a week it has been! Learning German has been easier and at the same time more difficult than I thought it would be. Haven't posted this week, but I'm gonna tell you that it's fuckn uninspiring to write about what I'm doing when I'm missing my camcable. It stinks. I will see if I can get a hold of a cable to use, and after that I will tell about what I can, after memory.

Apart from that; Everything is g-r-e-a-t! I love Switzerland, and I feel like this is where I belong.

To avoid a completely boring post; here's a picture of a very cool old man:

Cheers for now

Sunny

Då va ej i gang.

2009-08-24T22:02:00.004+02:00

Greit, no skal ej skrive på norsk for første gang. Jepp. Jauda. Ej he ingen fine bilde å vise dokke, for ej hekkje kabel til kameraet mitt. Men her e nydelig! Ej e veldig forelska i Sveits. Skal snart legge mej og sove mi 4. natt her, men ej føle mej allereide som heime! Første dagane va her en festival i Glarus som heite Sound of Glarus. Det va drittfett! Mykje raggae, litt blues, litt funk, litt rock, litt soul og mykje kjekke folk! Finst ikkje bedre måte å starte året på!

Familien min e fantastisk. Foreldra mine e kjempekjekke og ej he fått umiddelbar kontakt med begge søstrene mine. Huset e kjempekoselig og sjarmerande og på rommet mitt he ej et stoooort skap (hehehehh).. som ej gler mej til å fylle opp.

Det e berre å være missunnelige. Ej forstår det veldig godt!

I dag begynte ej på et tyskkurs i Zürich. Hittil ekkje det vanskelig, men læreren vår e.. ikkje norsk - altså ganske streng. Heldigvis he ej havna i ei kjekk klasse (mistenke at det e "advanced"). Og ei jente frå..Hong Kong/Japan/Thailand heite PowPow! Daniel frå Ungarn lærte mej at powpow på ungarsk betyr rompe. Og so fekk vi lættis i timen. Hehh.

Spør mej spørsmål om det e noke dokke lure på, for ej e uinspirert til å skrive!

Zürich, en helt fantastisk fin by! Spesielt i sol og nesten 30 grade C!

Forresten; sjokoladen her.. smaka Freia melkesjokolade! Hoho!

Snx

Sunny

Hello from Switzerland!

2009-08-23T12:36:00.003+02:00

Well! Now I'm here! I'm sitting in "my" bed, in "my" room in my new home in Engi. I love it here! Even though I didn't have high expectations, this has surpassed my wildest dreams! And I've only been here for two days! Everything is great, my host parents are great, my sisters are great, the village is great, the people are great. Fantastic! For once I have taken photos of the view from my room (which is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G), but it turns out I forgot to pack the cam cable... I had to laugh when I found out, because I thought I had everything. Turns out I didn't!

Instead I made a crap video with my crap cellphone for you to see!

In a little while I'm going to an AFS meeting where we will be informed of.. I dunno, everything. So no time to write a long post! Tomorrow I will start going to Zürich everyday for a month to learn basic German, and then I start school! I'm so excited!

Cheers for now

Sunny

"It's not good, it's not bad - it's just different"

2009-08-18T14:49:00.005+02:00

After this post I don't think I'll be bothered to blog anymore until I'm either on my way to Switzerland or already there. All I know is that now, when I look over at my bigbigbig suitcase filled with all my favorite things, I'm thrilled. I've taken AFS's advise and I'm not filling myself up with expectations, but I can't help being excited. I leave in 3 days. I have 3 more nights left in the country I've lived in and known my entire life. I'm like a little kid but this is way better than Christmas eve and my birthday all together! I've been exchanging mails on Facebook with one of my host sisters (Lisa) and when I arrive in Glarus there's a music festival there, she asked me if I wanted to go and really I can't imagine a better way to start my year! I love music, and I love festivals and I have a very good feeling about my year! Also I'm no longer confused. Excited, excited, excited!

I'm like this

And when a catchy tune is on I'm like this

And I also feel like this

Other is that when I started packing my suitcase, I for once decided to do it properly - so thorough that I wrote a list of everything I put in my suitcase! Just because I'm thinking I might have forgot something I'll write down everything I'm bringing, and if there's something vital I need to bring; dear God tell me. Thankies.

Clothing:

My Volcom jacket for snowboarding, a raincoat and a blue winter coat for more festive occasions. Two light outer jackets; one blue and one grey with a cheetah print. My trainers, a pair of sandals and a my new flip flops. My eight favourite pants and four favourite bras including my favourite sports bra (relax, I will by more underwear). Two pairs of woolen socks. four light scarves, one buff, one knitted neck and two hats; one purple (fav) and one brown (for snowboarding). My black swimsuit, two swimming caps and my fav goggles. Eight pairs of tights; training, blue, purple, flower printed, zebra printed, woolen and two grey nylon ones (one dark and one bright). A high-waist black skirt and a colourful dress. A vintage vest, waist belt and hippie shirt. Two large grey sweaters and one tight fitted one. A pair of grey/red/white/anything else shorts, a pair of high waist black shorts and my denim shorts (fav). Two black tank tops, three white ones, a green tube top, two white tops, one plain white tee, two coloured ones (bought in London) and my new green Puma t-shirt. A woolen undershirt (a musthave during cold winters anywhere). My navy blue cardigan, two brown belts and a bikini.

This is what my room has looked like these last few days

Articles:

Disposable razors - so that I'll not become a beast until I get a proper one. A Buddha jewlery box with my favourite rings and necklaces in it. A silky Chinese bag with all my bigger necklaces and bracelets in them. Eight books; a book about Sunnmøre, The Alchemist, Jane Eyre, a how-to-macramé book, A Beggar in Jerusalem, Ian Dierach and Papillion (which I'm currently reading). Seven videos; My Audrey Hepbrun collection (a three piece), Miniscule, Mansfield Park, Le Destion Fabuleux d'Amelie Poulain and Jane Eyre. Eleven CD's; Two Bokkereidards Blues Band CD's (my dads' band), Minor Minority, Jamie Cullum, Michael Bublé, U2, two Kanye West CD's, Bloc Party, Blondie and Garbage. The beautiful stationary I got from Susanne today, my external hard drive and my portable ipod speakers.

Things I'm bringing but are not in my suitcase yet; a pair of jeans and a pair of harem trousers (are they called harem trousers in English?), presents for my host family, my new hairspray (I had to buy one in Sweden because it was too cheap), various chargers and technological stupidities, anything I can't bring through customs (my tiny and very unsharp yellow scissors) and any other things I would've forgotten - because I've definitely forgot something.

Bye bye Norway!

Other I just took a round in town with my dad (looking ever so cool on his Harley Davidson) saying goodbye to aunts and uncles and my godparents before leaving. Tomorrow I'm saying bye to my friends at school and of course my beloved, fantastic and worlds best grandma! It'll be a hectic, probably a little bit emotional last day in Volda. But as I said, I'm excited, excited, excited!! (<--Two exclamation points!)

Cheers for now

Sunny

(un)Intelligence

2009-08-17T11:31:00.005+02:00

Today I woke up around 8am because Gizmo was crying uspstairs. He had to pee. And he also had a lot he wanted to do; play, bite, have a trip around the garden 3 times, pee indoors, bite more, cry more, and finally go to sleep after two hours. He's lucky he's dead cute, cause if not he'd never get away with such behavior.

Right now I should be cleaning my room, I should be packing and getting everything ready, I should be doing a lot of things. But I'm not in the mood to do anything. I'm too confused, and I don't think I've been like this before. So I decided to do some window-shopping; on the internet! One of my favorite hobbies. I can feel my scholarship lying on my bank account just crying to me to spend it on all those amazing things I see, but I wont, and feel pretty proud about it.

All images taken from these online stores; TopShop, Chap n Ile and Mon and from Ebay.

My wish list

A nice collection of tops and upper body garments. Lately I've been trying to steer away from the extreme colourful me that I was only a few months ago, and been falling more and more in love with smoother, earthlier colours. I want a more classical and relaxed style, but still gracious and feminine. 1 and 3 is something I would wear for a party or something festive. 1 appealed to the late colourful Sunny since it was sparkly and would attract attention but not screaming, while 3 would give a more rocked out look, look good with skinny jeans. 2 is a very fine coat, appropriate for early fall/spring. Outfits 4, 5 and 6 are all very close to the exact style I'm digging out from deep within myself. I'm not really a dress person (my body language isn't gracious enough for dresses yet), but I fell for exactly that one.

I've been wanting a blazer ever since we were in London during Easter. I really want one, so I'll have to get one sometime, I just have to find the right one. You know when you get the feeling in the store and you're just cruzin' and then suddenly a garment catches your eye and you know you have to get it. I want a blazer that gives me that feeling. I didn't fall for the colours of the blazer here (1) but the shape and length was very nice. 2 is something that would work good for me on my baggy-clothed days, just to spice it up and not go all black. 3 and 4 are accessories, which is always necessary. 5 is just a friggin rockin vest, a musthave. And 6 is an awesome cardigan. I really like cardigans because most of them look good both open and closed, which basically makes it a double outfit garment.

If I see blazer 1 in a store, I'll get the "this is made for me" feeling. I love it. Loooove it. I know summer is over but the top is just too cute to not make it to my wish list. And if the necklace doesn't say gracious and feminine I'm bound to have a hip-hoppy male style. Because to me it hardly gets more female. I'm a shoe-maniac, and those shoes/sandals just hit a home run with their awesomeness.

The colourful me isn't completely gone, and I've agreed with myself that small garments can be as colourful and sparkly as they want to as long as I tone the outfit down with more earthly colours. So number one gets a green light even though it's purple! I've been looking for something like 2 for a very long time, but every time I find something that looks good, it has something to ruin it, like bolts or some other crap. Bluh. And then we have a nice vest that looks very cute (I feel it would look good with a top I have recently bought). The bracelet is perfect, nothing more to it. And the dress just gave me that summer feeling so if I'll ever look good in a dress I'll own one of these.

Fact; in this post I've wrote the words garment 5 times and colour 7 times.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Almost there

2009-08-16T11:07:00.007+02:00

I can't believe it! I just can't! I don't know what to think, how to feel, I'm so confused, and a little bit stressed, but mostly excited! On Friday (today is Sunday) this time I'm on the airplane to Zurich about to commence on a completely new year! It seems like these last few months since I was accepted into the program has flown by me in hyper speed. It's both sad and amazing at the same time!

I just googled Switzerland, heha.

The super man

Last night around 1pm I returned from Sweden, where I have been swimming. It went alright, I was in better shape than I thought, but I wasn't really that motivated to train really hard, so I just tried having as much fun as I could. It was the last 10 days I got to spend with my boyfriend, who is no longer my boyfriend. I still care insanely about him, and many tears were shed both during the week and especially on the bus ride home last night. It's about a year until I get to see him again, and I know I'm gonna get used to the thought, but right now it just hurts. A whole lot and more than that.

This needs no caption

Anyways, pretty much everyday there was sunny (!my name!), filled with laughter, swimming and great people. The trainer for KSLK and Norodd IL is probably one of the people in the world I respect the most, and I'm not the only one. There was however a very, very special man I got to see, hear about and admire during this camp: Anders Olsson. Here and you can find out more about him, it can be translated to English so anyone can read it. What I can tell you though, is that closer to Superman is hard to get. This man is paralytic from his waist down, but still has 55 world records in swimming. He swims with only his arms and he can do the most amazing things. He is pure inspiration. The things this man has managed to do is worthy history and he has surely written his name in it.

Superman

Right now I've started packing a little bit more seriously for Swiss, and even though I had beforehand made a plan about what I was gonna do everyday until my departure, I've decided to enjoy my last few days here and just get up early everyday so that I can get things done. Tonight I'm going to a girl in my class where all the girls are gathering to have a good time. I have to socialize myself and get my mind on different thoughts because I'm still very upset, and I don't expect it to be okay for a while. Have to just keep myself busy.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Gizmo

2009-08-03T00:37:00.010+02:00

We have a new pup! His name is Gizmo and he has stolen my heart (not enough for me to stay, though)! We got him this Friday (so two days ago) and he has problems sitting still very long if there's more than one person around. And he's so great, he's charming and clumsy and playful and a fast learner. I can't wait for me to come home to this wonderful and house-trained dog!

And here's a photo of some people who stole my heart a long time a go; a few of my best friends (actually almost 50% of them because I'm a very, very lucy person) on my party-thing last night. I had a great time, but then again I always do when I'm with these girls (who are more than only the beautiful girls (and me with the purple hat) on the photo)!

Tomorrow (Tues) I'm leaving for a training camp in Sweden where I'll be gone for about 11 days. So when I get home I'll be stressed way above my potential with lots of things to do and only a few (probs emotional) nights left before I leave for Oslo and then Switzerland. I'm sooooo excited! Can't even begin to describe how excited I am!

For you, three songs I'm very into at the moment

Cheers for now

Sunny

New, neu, nouveau

2009-07-30T15:36:00.005+02:00

22 days left. Or actually 11 since I'm gonna be 11 days in Sweden before I leave (I leave for Sweden in 4 days), and I've started packing. It's so far just a tiny nightmare, but I haven't begun on all my tops and favourite garments yet, so I'm pretty sure it's gonna be a hell of a nightmare when I get that far..

Have in mind that I started braiding on Monday, so I feel I've got the hang of it pretty good! And it saves me a hell of a lot of money doing it for myself too!

Apart from that I have a new hobby; Macramé! No, I'm not braiding long carpets or anything, I'm trying to make decent necklaces, bracelets and ankle bracelets! And my friends are back home, so I finally feel like I've got a life again (although the sleeping too long and staying up too long is unaltered)! And bigbigbig news; We're getting a puppy! Tomorrow! It's supposed to be a Sunny-substitute while I'm in Switzerland. I'm not sure if I should look upon it as if they need something to replace my natural cuteness, or all my barking. I've got my fingers crossed on the first.

This is the race we're having, but different from this dog here (googleled) ours is all black. I don't know the race in English, but it's a schnauzer! And I've come up with the winning name proposition; Gizmo!

Cheers for now

Sunny

asdf

2009-07-25T15:12:00.008+02:00

So my departure is closing up with lightning speed. Today it's 27 days until I'm leaving, actually, in 27 days I'll be in Switzerland. But I like to think that it's 17 days, because from the 4th to the 15th I'll be gone to swim in Sweden for about 10 days. 32 hours of swimming. Heah, and I've barely been exercising properly all summer, so I'm sorta trying to kick my body back to reasonable fitness and I'm positive since todays run was twice as easy as yesterdays even though I did the exact same route.

What it should say here is; why the EU want's Norway as a member.

Annnnywhooo

Yesterday I had a very delightful message. I've received a scholarship (I have no other word for scholarship but in Norway a scholarship doesn't work the same way they do in American teen movies)! I was expecting to get something in between 20-30K but noooh. I received 43K. Which is a lot. Calculated to euros it's almost 4800 euros. And my face was all happy and shit. Because this puts me in a very good financial situation - something of which I haven't been in for.. well, never! Woop woop!

This was my face when I received the email.

Now that that's alright, I'm a lot more chilled before I leave because the only thing I've got left is saying goodbye to people and packing. To be honest I'm more concerned about the packing... (not because I love material good more than my friends and family, but because I'm returning to these people so they can chill out. While what I bring will be crucial!) so I've started thinking about what to bring/what not to bring.

Look at this cute cub! I want one! I'll probably have to settle for a stuffed teddy version, which isn't as cute, but again it won't kill me.

Now if this doesn't melt your heart and makes you wanna hug it, then we can't be best friends. Ever.

This is Zante, some island somewhere in the world, where I'll someday lie on the beach and be like; "shit I'm livin it"

These lists are more for me than for you, watch the pretty pictures if you're bored

To bring:

-Clothes

•Warm clothes

•Expensive clothes (like my raincoat, skiing jacket(which is supercool and the most expensive garment I own))

•Favourite garments

•Some nice outfits

•All of my pants (because I've grown accustomed to them and buying new underwear sux)

•Four pairs of shoes (I've made the difficult decision of leaving my fav shoes behind - mostly because they've started to fall apart)

•My favourite hat

•Stuck between bringing two or five light jackets.. I know it's smart having some light jackets, and I really don't need more than perhaps two, but they match different things. I'll probably end up meeting myself halfway and bring three!

-Other

•My favourite books (well, some of them.. and two books about Norway with lots of pictures in them to show people how similar our landscape is)

•A variety of my favourite CD's and DVD's

•My Mac (ilu), Ipod (ilu), camera (you're alright) and chargers for all these fckrs.

•Gifts for my host family, but I've yet to find out what this will bee. Hm

Ever since I saw this photo almost a year ago, I think this is one of the sexiest men alive.

Not to bring - even though I really want to:

-My entire closet.. *weeps*

-Misc hair products like hairspray, hairgel++

I wanna bring these monkeys!

Yuss..

Cheers for now

Sunny

Three-O

2009-07-22T13:27:00.010+02:00

Today marks my 30-days-to-departure. It's actually insane, because it's come so unbelievably quickly. I mean, I just turned 17 (in March) and now I'm moving away from this small town where I've lived my entire life. Right now I'm very excited still a little bit sad. But since I am coming back it's more exciting than sad. Since today is the day when things are really becoming real to me, I'm going to use this post to talk about what I know for now!

Just a google photo, it says Engi, but not sure if it is!

It's a little bit over a week (approximately 9 days) since I got an email saying that I was to live with a family in Engi, Glarus. As far as I've understood Engi is a small (very small) town a bit up in the mountains and the canton of Glarus. I went wiki and checked out Engi; it's tiny. In 2003 it had a little bit over 650 people living there. This is.. tiny. But I think Glarus (population

5500) is close by because that's where I'm gonna be schooled and (hopefully) swim. I'm also going to live not too far from Zürich, which I think is an awesome city. If Engi was further away from society it would've bothered me. But it doesn't. I think it's gonna be positive for me to live in such a small environment and this will help me integrate easier.

I have perfectly cropped in this arrow to show you where in Switzerland I'll be placed. Unless my geography skillz have been completely outdated, I would say this isn't too far from the Alps!

I've only heard from the mother of the family (who's name is Claudia) once. I don't know if my mail wasn't sent or if they are too busy. I hope I'll hear from her again soon! But I'm going to have two host sisters, and I've been exchanging mails with them on Facebook! They seem really nice and I'm really looking forward to getting to know them! The oldest sister is my age (actually I'm only a few weeks older than her) and is called Lisa, while the other sister is a year younger than me and is called Hannah. They both seem like really nice and cool girls and I hope we'll become great friends. The father is called Kaspar, but I haven't been in contact with him yet. But the family seems real nice and that gives me a great mood!

The smile on my face!

Since I'm going to live in such a small town, I'm a little bit worried about my swimming, but I hope I'll be able to swim at least three times a week. If I have to take the bus to training I'll probably not be able (or arsed) to swim more than that. But I guess I can jog a bit and such. And I'm also looking forward to finding out what kind of sports there are there, I would like to try out something new, like Yoga or dancing? I don't know, but it would be really cool! One other thing is that Engi has a skiing center. I can't begin to describe how cool that is! I have high hopes for the Swiss winter, and think I might be able to actually become a decent snowboarder! And another thing is I'll be able to snowboard in Switzerland, which in itself is kinda cool.

It's just a googled photo, but I think this is the facility! I'm seriously looking forward to be blazin' down this hill!

Since my departure is only a mere 30 days away, I've been beginning to think about what to pack, what I have to do before I leave and getting nerves that I'll do something stupid and miss my flight or something else that will fuck up everything. I'm trying to cool down though, and concentrate on being positive.

A photo of a part of Glarus (according to Google), not sure if this is Engi, though..

Pack :

(this is where you stop reading and look at the nice photos I've put up here and there)

I'm bringing four trousers, and I know which ones. After that everything gets a lot more difficult in the clothing department; style is very important to me, but lately I've been changing style every week, and dunno how it's gonna be a month from now. I know what shoes I'm going to bring though; a pair of winter shoes, my Nike's (from London), my new white summer/spring shoes, a pair of sandals (new ones too) and that's it. I think that'll do for basic shoe garments, I might have to bring a pair of nice shoes too... holy shit, I've forgotten all about having to think about bringing clothes to wear to such occasions. Shit. Shit. Shit. Goddamnit. Now I just became upset with myself. But whatever (please forgive me for just rambling on, but that's why I'm writing this). It's alright though, there has to be something in my closet I can bring. If not a dress I at least know of a nice skirt.

I'm glad my suitcase is bigger..

My main problem with clothes is that I have an urge to dress summer and spring all year around, which often ends up with me freezing various body parts blue (no dirty thoughts, I'm thinking about feet, arms etc). And I'm going to be living 800m above sea level, which I think is pretty cold. So I'm trying to go against my natural urge to pack lots (or only) of tops and shorts (I'm obviously gonna bring lots of t-shirts and tops to wear underneath warmer sweaters and stuff). I have much hope in myself and think it's gonna work out.

Me during winter, pretty much.

Apart from that I want to bring the family some gifts from me, but I dunno what to give them. The normal thing would be bringing some chocolate from Norway, but dude, I'm going to Switzerland, wtf like. They're world famous for their chocolate, and'll probably think ours is pish. But I'm going to bring some music both Norwegian and other to show them some Norwegian music (bringing one of my dads' albums) and to let them get to know my music taste (even though my music taste has no beginning or end). And I've also been with my grandma and found some books that show the environment I'm used to living in (Sunnmøre).

This is the stuff that's gonna make me add about a 10000kg to my current weight. Worth it? I think so yes!

Apart from the packing issue there are lots of paper work to fix (with my retarded school), lots of people I have to say good bye to, and not to mention I'll be gone the 4th of Aug to the 15th/16th (not sure when I get back?) on a swimming camp in Sweden. So when I get back from swimming for ten days (obviously tired as hell) I'll have approx three days to finesse everything before I head down to Oslo to say goodbye to my "second" family (Jeff and her mommy) and then leave not to return back to Norway for ten months. It's kinda insane, right?

Anyway, cheers for now

Sunny

(I'm not going to post any photos of the family before I'm down there and have talked to the family about it, because it's plain stupid to do such a thing without their consent)

Jane Eyre

2009-07-21T01:20:00.009+02:00

I just finished watching 4 hours of Jane Eyre (the BBC episodes I bought in London). And even though I've read the book, I'm so in love with this movie (though the book is even better). I cried, and I fell in love, I was scared and I was anxious. Aaaaah! I'm gonna bring it to Swiss, and when I feel sad and bummed out, I'll be watching these exact four hours of amazingnesssssss

Ooh dear! Kill me now! I want to live a hundred years back and experience this kind of love. Aaaah. Strike me down for being such a hopeless romantic!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Everlasting Love

2009-07-20T00:46:00.005+02:00

Cliché title indeed. But summers are filled with clichés, so I feel it's appropriate.

On Wed, I was in Molde on the Molde Jazz festival to see Jamie Cullum. And I'm telling you, it was amazing! He has been one of my favourite artists for a long time, but now he is my favourite person! I'll admit I have a celebrity crush on Jamie Cullum!

A bit about the event itself; I started the day with watching my brothers' band play on an open stage and when they were finished my dad drove me (on his Harley) to where I had to stand in line - and managed to ignore all the signs that said no cameras - and had to go out of line, pay for some asses to almost lose my camera and get back in line again. Then I got inside and found Julie and Ida and sat down with them.

Mr Cullum

Warming up for Jamie was a group with a difficult name..eer.. something with a Q in it. They were sound, vary catchy. Played a lot of songs I've heard before, but I dunno if they made them or if they've covered them. Unfortunately for them, it started pouuuring down as hell when they were playing and people had to seek shelter. We had to get those huge plastic bags that you wear and look really cool in.

He is totally in his music, and that makes it even greater!

Then mr Cullum finally came on stage after a break, and he was so cuute. I mean, he's gorgeous. And it was still raining but the crowd was in a good mood. He started with "Singing in the Rain" and believe it or not, the rain stopped when he finished the song! That was soo decent! And so was the rest of the show! I mean, that's the biggest amount of energy I've seen in such a small person (because he is short)! He was bouncing all over the stage, and the vocals, and the bass, and drums and trumpets and guitar and piano and everything was awesome. At one point he even went in to the audience. We were well gutted, because he stopped where we stood like five minutes earlier, and I could've touched him.. Gutteeeeed

Just look at him, wooow

After that we went and checked on life and such. Fun night all in all. Not a big fan of sleeping in a tent (actually I hate it) and woke up half way chocked and with my body screaming for water (but we had none) and we had breakfast and my cousins and my brother drove back home while I wandered around in Molde waiting to take the bus to spend the weekend with my babe!

A photo from the camping (not taken by me)

We went camping, which has always been something I've never really understood the whole camping thing before, but now I do. I had a great time. The weather was very sunny - though a bit too windy for me (I can live with a breeze, but I go cold quickly) - and we did stuff that I rarely do; we went out with his boat, played monopoly, cards, some weird game where you throw sticks and I learned a new game called Rummicub. I even went swimming (well, jumped off the boat and then climbed up immediately). All in all I've had a great weekend and looking forward to a stressing coming few weeks.

Todays lulz

hahahaha

Cheers for now

Sunny

Summary

2009-07-13T14:12:00.006+02:00

Soo.. These last two weeks haven't been hectic, but I have been in Oslo and when I came home I had a visitor and no Internet, so nothing from me. But here ye, here ye; a summary of my last two weeks.

First I drove down to Oslo with my parents and my younger brother (always tempted to write baby brother, but he's no longer a baby... at least not all the time), and was in Oslo Tuesday morning. Jeff had some work thing going on, so I had to get my ass from the dock where we parked and up to where she lives in about 20 min to get a key and get in. Let me remind you that it was a 1000 degrees and I had trousers on (and Oslo is not known for it's windy conditions). So there I was, speeding up Karl Johan with a bag dragging behind me, sweating from everywhere and all I really wanted to do, was take the bottle of water I had in my bag out and take a long sip, but I couldn't.. It all ended well, and Jeff made the meeting, but none of her co-workers met so she just came back home. I changed into lighter clothes, and we headed out to meet Sonja! Which I haven't seen since Dec because she has been in France on exchange! Woop woop. So we went around and chilled with her for the rest of the day. Nize.

Oslo isn't really this beautiful all the time, but it has its charm when it's sunny outside.

On Wed we went to Tusenfryd! I suck at taking photos (meaning I brought my camera to Oslo and took about 11 pictures), so I swiped some of the net. We took all the cool rides, and also experienced something disturbing; taking a shortcut to one of the rides, we went through this trail thing. This is where we can thank my bad habit of looking down when I walk (most of the time, not always), because about a mm from Jeff's foot I saw this huuuuuuge maggot, and then you can imagine the rest; screaming, jumping, almost vomiting eetc. It turns out it was a small snake and that makes it even worse. In the end of the day (we were there for like four hours) we were dead tired and had to wait in the frying sun for the bus that was 20 min late. We went back home and just chilled out with brownies and a movie (I think).

The thundercoaster.

Thursday is kind of vague to me. I think Jeff was at work. I think. So I started the day with reading in the sun and stuff, and then when Jeff was finished at work we went out to get me a new pair of shoes, and first I had my heart broken shoe-wise, and then it was rescued again! All thanks to Jeffyyyy. And then we were planning to go swimming at some beach, but found out it was already about 8. pm already and thought naaah. Which was smart, because on the way back, it started raining. So we were like; yay, we didn't take the wrong decision. And when we got of at our stop (which is about 120m from Jeffs door) it started raining for real, so we thought it was good we lived so close. But then, out of nowhere, it started like tropical raining, but without the heat in the rain. It was insane! We had to take our towels out and put them on us and then run (with slippery slippers) to her door. We were soaked and spent a few hours indoors and at night we took an evening stroll. Just because we felt almost constipated from sitting too much.

This is what tropical rain looks like in the Philippines. It's wet.

Friday the entire family came. Because lots of her relatives are in the Phils right now, and they were spending the night at Jeffs so they didn't have to pay for hotel and stuff. So we slept at a friend's house. Going out for a midnight snack (well, they were. Being a vegetarian kebabs aren't really my thing), we took like a shortcut or something, and from a distance we saw this guy sleeping on the ground. First thought was like; silly man, drinking too much and going to sleep in the middle of nowhere. But when we came closer, we saw that he was unconscious and was bleeding from mouth and ears. Immediately Jeff took his pulse - which was barely there - while I called an ambulance. We were in a hidden sort of street so we told the ambulance we were gonna wave when they came. Suddenly a gazillion people gathered around and were like "is everything alright" balbalbalblabllllaa. We knew that if we weren't standing there they wouldn't have given a shit. Then this security guy came over, and the beat up guy started waking up, or, tried to wake up. And he said we could move on, because the less people that were there, the better. We felt we did a good deed!

Norwegian ambulances are yellow (I wrote that because I feel I have to put text under all photos if I out text under one)

When we woke up the next day, it was raining. And we were defo not dressed for rain. That sucked. We didn't do much that day. But more people came to visit Casa Jeff, this time a load of Filipinos that I am very familiar with (I'm like part of the family with Jeff, but I don't know her cousins). So Jeff slept and I watched tennis with them. It rained that day too. But when it stopped we went to Sonja just to talk girl talk and shit. It was much fun, especially since I won't see her for another year now. Mjee

Then I took the excruciating 11 hour bus ride home, but it was worth it, because when I stepped of the bus, I only had to wait about 15 minutes before my babe came! We were home alone all this week, and tbh we didn't do much. The weather was shit, and we did boring bf/gf stuff but it was a very nice week still.

Since my geography knowledge about Switzerland is very limited, this is where I think I'll be living. Somewhere close to Glarus!

And now for the big news! I HAVE A FAMILY! I'm going to live in Engi, Glarus in Switzerland! It wasn't French like I hoped, but I got over that very quickly, because my family seems really cool! I read over the rules, and I realized that a few things are gonna be quite different, but I'll adapt quickly. Right now I'm trying to write them an email and stuff! And it's also just 39 days until I leave! I can't believe it! It's gonna happen really fast, because this week I'm going to spend some time doing lots of shit I have to get done, and then going to a Jamie Cullum concert at a Jazz festival and also watch my brothers' band play at the same festival. And then continuing up to spend a few more days with my baby boy. Come home, spend lots of time with friends before I go to Sweden for this swimming camp thing. And when I come home from Sweden, I pretty much have to pack and get going. Wow!

Later I will update on this, maybe even put up some information on where I'm gonna live and the family and stuff! I'm so excited!!

Jamie Cullum on Thursday! Oh yeah!

Anywho, today the sun is shining, and when I finish my mail, I'm gonna sit out on the porch reading and enjoying some strawberries!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Check out my brothers' band; Skullsplitters (the name of the band should tell you something about the genre)

Skullsplitters at myspace.

Herroo

2009-07-04T16:09:00.004+02:00

As in "hello".

My blog is very uninteresting because I'm in Oslo and I suck at taking photos. I've taken about 10 photos, but none I'd like to post. I'll come with like a sort of...I dunno. SOMETHING in a week when I finally might have time to sit down and write something useful.

But if anyone is interested; I'm having a very good time indeeddddddddd.

In meantime; here's a pretty picture of a fancy llama for you

Cheers for now

Sunny

Absence

2009-06-29T03:28:00.004+02:00

I will now have a long-term absence! Going to Oslo and then my boy is coming here to stay with me. A bit more than a week with minimal computer use and probably zero posts from me. Perhaps a small picture post of some kind will pop up.

Have fun. I will!

Some 4chanlulz for you in the meantime.

Haahahha. You have no idea how funny this is if you're not laughing.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Summer mode

2009-06-28T01:07:00.007+02:00

Ah, I can tell summer is really here. The days last forever, I don't feel like I'm doing anything, but when I lean back with my Mac (loveit) at night and think about it. I hardly sit still!

Oh dear God I miss the Philippines! It's like my second home from home (or third or fourth or something, but still a home!)! But I think this will be a really good summer even without a trip there!

The last days have been so decent I don't know how to begin. Everything has been splendid; the weather, the people, the mood, the plans. The only thing missing is my boy. But it's only about a week until I will see him again, and that's something we're looking forward to indeed.

I cba to sum up my last few days (ask if you are interested) but today I went to Rotsethornet with Maris and Andy (and D-boy met us half-way down). The trip can be described with one word; sound. And my legs are well tired, because almost the minute I got home I had time for a shower, 30 minutes of chill before I got ready to go out and hang with my gurlz. Which was sweet as always, but I went home early because I was soo tired, and I'm getting up early tomorrow to paint for my Grandma (which I love way more than my Mac).

Hellz yeah, we climbed this bitch, and that makes it my second mountain this week!

What else has happened? Yes! The king of pop is dead. And to me (as a life-long fan) is devastating. At first I didn't even know whether to believe it or to cry. I'm soo upset. I have so many memories from that man, and now he's gone. I can finally understand how the generation a few years older than me felt when they lost the Beatles, how rockers felt when they lost Elvis, because now we've lost Michael. He will never be gone, because the memories of everything he did (good and/or bad) will live on forever in his music.

I'd appreciate it if you took a minute to salute him in your own way. I will do so sometime later.

I've been shaking my ass and bursting my vocals to his beats since I could. He has a song for every occasion, every mood, everything! May he rest in peace.

..and now to something completely different;

As I've mentioned, there won't be much posting during summer. I've got a life, and a skin that desperately needs a summer tan (and I'm already nearly there! Which for me is amazing! (you really have no idea, I'm the palest non-albino kid you'll ever meet during winter))! Don't spend your summer inside and in front of the computer, that's what school nights are for! Go out and dance, if it's sunny dance in your bikini and get tanned, and if it's raining you should go out dancing anywho! Take a hot shower later!

Cheers for now

Sunny

And btw; My dear friend (and neighbour) Susanne has now got herself a blog! For you Norwegian speaking guys and dolls out there; follow her as she commences her two years in Costa Rica at a United World College! Read her blog here !

Woop Woop

2009-06-23T19:13:00.010+02:00

Today was my very last day of the 1st grade. And in 59 days I'm sitting on an airplane to Switzerland with butterflies in my stomach and probs a gazillion thoughts running around in my mind. Expectations, excitement, fear, nervousness and all the emotions one can't prepare to feel.

I don't know what to feel about being done with 1st, the same way I don't know what to feel about this photo. It's cool, but still a bit sad/scary.

I started pondering what I'm gonna miss when I'm gone, and then that turned into me pondering about a lot of different things (and then I just had a sudden urge to clean up my room a bit and tore out everything in my cupboards and threw out a lot of shit, yea). So I decided to make a lot of small lists. First of all because I'm quite bored because I can't go see Jeff because I saw her yesterday and I'll be going over there tomorrow.. Thur, Fri, Sat and Sun (and my impression otherwise is that everyone has something important to do). And this is also my blog, so I'll do whatever I feel like..!

I'm putting this photo up just to prove my point. My blog.

So here are many lists, woop woop!

5 things I'm scared of;

Some I know (and or love) dying

Dying

Crossing wooden bridges in tiny (or huge) forests when it's really dark

Flying (but my passion for traveling sort of manages to keep this one under control)

Losing my voice forever (I love talking)

5 things that annoy me;

People with loud ringtones

Old women who try to cut in line (in anything) because they think they have such a right (this has only happened to me with women. Never men)

When people are late and don't apologize (as if they have the right to be late)

"Know it all"s

People who laugh at On the edge jokes that are far out there

I needed to put up the baby as well. Haahaha, reminds me of me (not when I was a baby, but how I am now).

Silly games is what I do good!

5 things I do when I'm bored;

write lists

play cool internet games/things (links further down!)

clean my room

read a book/watch a movie

stare at a wall and hope something exiting will happen

(I do a lot more, but I decided for 5 so..)

All of a sudden I have friends and got plans, so here are some funny games for you people who are as lame as me! Hurray!

Sushi Go Round ; for those of you who can remember things and like small people who eat the same food over and over again (I've solved this multiple times).

Speed ; for those who are like Lucky Luke but don't like shooting people (made it to lever 14, yeeahahahhhh)!

Sveerz ; haha, this is just very random. But charming.

Speedtest ; find out whether or not you spend too much time in front of the computer.

Countries of the world ; how are your geography skillz? Mine were good, not so good anymore. But Sporcle in general makes time fly!

Tetris Marathon ; the queen (which is better than the king, since the queen gives birth to the heir/heiress) of all games!!

Cheers for now

Sunny

Niceness

2009-06-22T23:13:00.004+02:00

I'm not gonna be one of those who apologize every time it takes me a few days to post anything here, because it's pretty much summer now, and I have a life (besides, the people who read this are pretty much my friends++ and they already know me and what I do).

I had a great weekend! I was with my babe from Thursday to Sunday (which was needed, since now I won't be seeing him before around the 7th!) and everything was fab. The weather was great, the wallet was great and the mood was great (I've grown accustomed to my hair now, but I'm going to a hairdresser tomorrow to get it fixed). I came up early on Thursday, so we had the entire day, which was nice, because normally I come late in the evening and we eat and sit up a short while before we tuck in.

I had loads of fun, even though we didn't do anything super special. We played monopoly and pool, saw some films, went to the city thing (which wasn't all to great of a city. Charming though, but too windyyy) and really just didn't do anything special, but had fun.

This is Zante. Somewhere, don't know where. Joel put me to the idea, and I'm going here sometime.

Tomorrow is the veery last day of school. And I like the thought of me not going back there (for school) in over a year, is soooo decent. Have no particular plans for the summer. I'm going to Oslo in a week to be with Jeff. We're going to Tusenfryd! And then the rest of the summer I have some plans which aren't completely set yet. I think I'm gonna spend as much time with my babe as possible.

Cheers for now

Sunny

Impulsive

2009-06-17T23:37:00.004+02:00

Okay..
I've cut my hair. I'm gonna laugh a bit and then cry a bit. We'll see. My baby doesn't know, and I'm going up there to see him this weekend. HILARIOUS.. or it could be. I dunno yet.
I'm gonna have to go get it done professionally. Because I look like a kid. And that means I'm gonna cut it shorter. But first I'll walk around looking like a 2$ haircut. I don't mind (I do. I want real short hair really, because I'd rather look a bit chunky than a little boy).

Got vids:

This is just to show how long my hair was before. I'm already regretting it. Like A LOT. As I'm sitting here, writing. I wanna run upstairs, take all my hair out of the bin and glue it back to my head. I kinda hate myself (I'm like this eeeverytime I change anything).

I had to post this just because of the face!

Just to show you why you shouldn't cut your own hair..

Close to the finishing results. When you look like an idiot you compensate by acting like one..!

Not satisfied at all. I'm defo seeing a hair dresser. Or someone who can see the back of my head while they're cutting my hair. Geez.. It's gonna get even shorter, isn't it?

..I look like a man.

Cheers for now
(I'm going to cry myself to bed and hope I feel better in the morning)

Sonny.