Bonjour

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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