All We Know Is That We Don't Know
Wohoo, I'm back and still alive. Tired after alot of hours on buses and subway trains, and trying hard to understand norwegian. Have to get to Oslo back on monday, and I guess that's when I find out if I'll get the job or not. I think I love both norwegians and Oslo though, and that must be a good sign, right? Or maybe I'm just so sick of Sweden, that I pretend to like everything that's a little bit different from Sweden?!
Now to the beginning of the story. Since I had an (turned out to be two) interview early on Thursday, I took the bus to Oslo in Wednesday. Ellinor came to meet me at the bus station and we went home to her little collective. That's where I was gonna spend my night, since the first interview was too early in the morning, and I wouldn't be able to take the bus that same day. And it's always nice, not to look (and smell, I guess...) like you've just been on the bus for 4 hours, and got up waaay too early. We "played" (more like trying to hit the ball, and not getting hurt by it) some volleyball, since they have a volleyball court right outside their apartment! After then we made some pie, and just chilled and yawned until we decided to go to bed.
The next morning I woke up a little bit too early. Since I don't know Oslo at all, I gave myself a lot of time to get lost. But I didn't, so that meant I had a lot of time to kill before heading to interview no.1. Sat down in the sun and walked around the area where I had to catch the bus. The interview went pretty good, and I really hope to get that job. The other interview wasn't too good. I just got a bad vibe from the whole place, and I just didn't feel good at all about it. Plus, I almost got a heart attack when a soccerball hit the roof of the bus stop, and made such a sound that I for one second thought a meteor landed right behind me, as I was waiting for the bus. At all. I've always been told to follow my heart, and at that point it said " get away from this freakin' place, idiot, before you get hit by a huge meteor!!!!" . Not a good sign.
Tomorrow is supposed to be very sunny and very warm for April, so I'll probably be outside for most of the day. Working on my tan (yes, I'm just kidding, I know I turn into a tomato before I even get a tiny bit of a tan) and getting some fresh air.
Too much about noting, as always. I'll write more when I get back from Oslo on monday. Kepp all fingers crossed that I get that job. Everyone knows by now that I have way too much free time. Didn't think it was something like "too much" free time, but again, I prooved myself wrong.
Okay, can't keep my eyes open any longer, which usually means it's time for; B-E-D!
Night<3
Now to the beginning of the story. Since I had an (turned out to be two) interview early on Thursday, I took the bus to Oslo in Wednesday. Ellinor came to meet me at the bus station and we went home to her little collective. That's where I was gonna spend my night, since the first interview was too early in the morning, and I wouldn't be able to take the bus that same day. And it's always nice, not to look (and smell, I guess...) like you've just been on the bus for 4 hours, and got up waaay too early. We "played" (more like trying to hit the ball, and not getting hurt by it) some volleyball, since they have a volleyball court right outside their apartment! After then we made some pie, and just chilled and yawned until we decided to go to bed.
The next morning I woke up a little bit too early. Since I don't know Oslo at all, I gave myself a lot of time to get lost. But I didn't, so that meant I had a lot of time to kill before heading to interview no.1. Sat down in the sun and walked around the area where I had to catch the bus. The interview went pretty good, and I really hope to get that job. The other interview wasn't too good. I just got a bad vibe from the whole place, and I just didn't feel good at all about it. Plus, I almost got a heart attack when a soccerball hit the roof of the bus stop, and made such a sound that I for one second thought a meteor landed right behind me, as I was waiting for the bus. At all. I've always been told to follow my heart, and at that point it said " get away from this freakin' place, idiot, before you get hit by a huge meteor!!!!" . Not a good sign.
Tomorrow is supposed to be very sunny and very warm for April, so I'll probably be outside for most of the day. Working on my tan (yes, I'm just kidding, I know I turn into a tomato before I even get a tiny bit of a tan) and getting some fresh air.
Too much about noting, as always. I'll write more when I get back from Oslo on monday. Kepp all fingers crossed that I get that job. Everyone knows by now that I have way too much free time. Didn't think it was something like "too much" free time, but again, I prooved myself wrong.
Okay, can't keep my eyes open any longer, which usually means it's time for; B-E-D!
Night<3
Born To Run
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, its a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Today was a good day. The weather was great. Went to our summer house with Malin. We had cookies, coffee and just enjoyed the sun. We definitely have to get together all of us, and have barbeque and hang out by the lake!
I got a couch request today, haha. Some guy from Mexico who now lived in Estonia. He was going here for one weekend, but I can't see why you'd want to go to Karlskoga of all the beautiful towns and cities in this country. It'd be so fun to show someone around and just have a good time. But there's nothing to do here, but to go smewhere else, so I don't think it's a great idea.
Well, that was all that's new for today. Dad would be really proud if he read the lyrics i put first in this post. I absolutely LOVE those words, in writing and when Bruce (or Börje Sprängsten like Jossan and her mom says) sings it. Did he really live in New Jersey, or did he secretly grow up in Karlskoga?;)
Its a death trap, its a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Today was a good day. The weather was great. Went to our summer house with Malin. We had cookies, coffee and just enjoyed the sun. We definitely have to get together all of us, and have barbeque and hang out by the lake!
I got a couch request today, haha. Some guy from Mexico who now lived in Estonia. He was going here for one weekend, but I can't see why you'd want to go to Karlskoga of all the beautiful towns and cities in this country. It'd be so fun to show someone around and just have a good time. But there's nothing to do here, but to go smewhere else, so I don't think it's a great idea.
Well, that was all that's new for today. Dad would be really proud if he read the lyrics i put first in this post. I absolutely LOVE those words, in writing and when Bruce (or Börje Sprängsten like Jossan and her mom says) sings it. Did he really live in New Jersey, or did he secretly grow up in Karlskoga?;)
Free Thing's For Poor People
I can't decide what I feel most; poor or spoiled. Today, I took the thing in my own hands, and went to a meeting. So who knows, maybe in a week or two, I'll have a job.
Don't know why, but I'm sitting here, listening to Paolo Nutini. Remember I did a review of his album for the newspaper, and I don't think it was the most positive one. Well, people changes, and so does oppinions. One things for sure, though, I will NEVER, EVER, stop feeling nauseous when I hear James Blunt. Some things changes, but others won't ever do so.
Watched the last bit of Into The Wild, and cried my eyes out, as usual. It's so sad when that old man says he wants to adopt Christopher, or Alex or whatever you wanna call him, and he starts to cry as se watches him step out of the car.
Speaking of happier things. Today Jossan, Malin and I booked the train tickets to Hultsfredsfestivalen this summer. It always feels so good when things fall into place. Like the couchsurfing in London. Against my mom, and definitely Jossans mom's will, we'll stay at four guys place. Two are from England, and the other two are from New Zeeland. My mom is dead certain that we're gonna get in some kind of trouble. I don't think so at all! They seem really cool, and se have to be quiet by midnight on weekdays, which has to mean that they're good guys, right? I think it all depends on weather you've had good or bad experiences. My mom had to wear a helmet when she was hitch-hiking, and that was probably the only time she did. I've only had good experiences with couchsurfing, so I'm a less worried... Let's hope to the Mr. G, or whoever's up, or down there, that we don't have to wear helmets!
Getting sleepy now, and Sex and the City starts in five mins, it's a sign. It says, get in bad, you wimp! I wonder what time I'll be in bed by if I get a job... I'll put money on 9.00 pm, the latest....
Don't know why, but I'm sitting here, listening to Paolo Nutini. Remember I did a review of his album for the newspaper, and I don't think it was the most positive one. Well, people changes, and so does oppinions. One things for sure, though, I will NEVER, EVER, stop feeling nauseous when I hear James Blunt. Some things changes, but others won't ever do so.
Watched the last bit of Into The Wild, and cried my eyes out, as usual. It's so sad when that old man says he wants to adopt Christopher, or Alex or whatever you wanna call him, and he starts to cry as se watches him step out of the car.
Speaking of happier things. Today Jossan, Malin and I booked the train tickets to Hultsfredsfestivalen this summer. It always feels so good when things fall into place. Like the couchsurfing in London. Against my mom, and definitely Jossans mom's will, we'll stay at four guys place. Two are from England, and the other two are from New Zeeland. My mom is dead certain that we're gonna get in some kind of trouble. I don't think so at all! They seem really cool, and se have to be quiet by midnight on weekdays, which has to mean that they're good guys, right? I think it all depends on weather you've had good or bad experiences. My mom had to wear a helmet when she was hitch-hiking, and that was probably the only time she did. I've only had good experiences with couchsurfing, so I'm a less worried... Let's hope to the Mr. G, or whoever's up, or down there, that we don't have to wear helmets!
Getting sleepy now, and Sex and the City starts in five mins, it's a sign. It says, get in bad, you wimp! I wonder what time I'll be in bed by if I get a job... I'll put money on 9.00 pm, the latest....
This Old Town Don't Smell Too Pretty
Easter's over, the days are longer. Finally it's spring! Like a bad joke, I got a cold in the middle of it all. But now I think's it's going away.
The weekend was alot of fun. Molotov Jive was playing here in Karlskoga, and we didn't wanna miss that. So me and my wife Josefine went to Malin to start the party. It was really nice catching up, but after a while it was time to move on to the next party, at Markus' house. It was crowded in that little space, but if there's room in your heart... haha. Then of course, it was time to get to the nightclub (it feels really funny writing that, since it's more like.. a livingroom floor, with lots of weird people) to watch Molotov. They were great, but we were bummed they only played ONE song that we knew.
Don't remember if I've already been writing about Oslo, and it's soooo hard to open up my blog and take a look...not really. Anyway, I LOVED Oslo. But I also love to travel, and without money, that's kinda hard. And Oslo seem far away at the moment. I want a job now, or better yet, yesterday... So I'm considering staying here over the summer to earn some money. Maybe I should print a t-shirt that says Karlskoga in my heart (but with the Tabita-accent). Hopefully Oslo is still exsisting by September.
Now I'm gonna finish watching Into the Wild, just because I love the movie, it reminds me of what I want to do (not die in an old bus in Alaska). The other side of the truth is, I have no live, I'm still a liiiittle bit sick, and I have no other movies to watch.
The weekend was alot of fun. Molotov Jive was playing here in Karlskoga, and we didn't wanna miss that. So me and my wife Josefine went to Malin to start the party. It was really nice catching up, but after a while it was time to move on to the next party, at Markus' house. It was crowded in that little space, but if there's room in your heart... haha. Then of course, it was time to get to the nightclub (it feels really funny writing that, since it's more like.. a livingroom floor, with lots of weird people) to watch Molotov. They were great, but we were bummed they only played ONE song that we knew.
Don't remember if I've already been writing about Oslo, and it's soooo hard to open up my blog and take a look...not really. Anyway, I LOVED Oslo. But I also love to travel, and without money, that's kinda hard. And Oslo seem far away at the moment. I want a job now, or better yet, yesterday... So I'm considering staying here over the summer to earn some money. Maybe I should print a t-shirt that says Karlskoga in my heart (but with the Tabita-accent). Hopefully Oslo is still exsisting by September.
Now I'm gonna finish watching Into the Wild, just because I love the movie, it reminds me of what I want to do (not die in an old bus in Alaska). The other side of the truth is, I have no live, I'm still a liiiittle bit sick, and I have no other movies to watch.