Torture to Peaceful Music

I had a bad day yesterday. First I overslept by an hour, then I was completely unfocused at school – and to top it off, I overcooked my yummy-looking fish.

There was only one solution – yoga. I used to do it regularly, but that’s years ago now. However, I’ve been thinking about getting back to it. Stretching, lots of breathing, and relaxing – sounds like what every stressed out student needs, right?

Wrong. Oh so very, very wrong. Twist this way, bend that way, and get those elbows to the floor! It was torture to peaceful music. To make matters worse, my mokey mind refused to shut up. It kept going on about push-pause injections, and oh-my-god-this-pose-hurts.

Perhaps some days are just like this. No matter how hard you try, it just won’t do. Thank goodness for tomorrows. Thank goodness for sleep being twist- and bend-free. And thank goodness whoever invented the “Destroyer of universe”-pose, is far, far away from me.

A Big BOOO To You

A late Halloween greeting, but on October 31st, 1981, something very significant happened. If you don’t know, you’re obviously not a Harry Potter fan. The date marks the deaths of Lily and James Potter and the end of the first wizarding war. And of course, it is the day Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington became Nearly Headless Nick: everyone’s favorite ghost since 1492.

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I was a looker on Halloween…

I’ve carved my first pumpkin this year. Yes, for the first time ever. It was both harder and easier than I imagined. Harder to cut through, easier to empty.

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I hope you can see the scar I tried to carve ❤

In the spirit of Halloween, I played a few tricks on one of my roommates: A spider on the toilet-paper to induce a tiny heart-attack.

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Believe it or not, it totally worked!

I hope you all enjoyed the night, and had some innocent fun on someone else’s behalf!

The Importance of a Thrown Pen.

It was during a lecture it happened.

I was twirling my pen between my fingers, and somehow, it slipped. However, instead of falling to the floor with the usual soft sound, it flew into the backhead of the guy sitting in front of me. He promtly turned, to see who exactly threw a pen at him. Our conversation went like this:

“What?” he asked.
“Um, I just- It slipped.” I smiled tryingly.
“”It slipped.”… Into the back of my head?”
“Well, yeah! I was twirling it and then-”
“Sure, that’s what happened.” He turned back,

Leaving me with a half open mouth and an urge to actually throw my pen at him.

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My weapon of choice, apparently.

Why PokemonGo?

I have found my true calling: I’m going to be a Pokemon trainer. It’s hard work, and definitely time consuming, but it’s time to Catch Them All!

PokemonGo hasn’t been released in Norway yet, but, um… Well, I’ve got it. Like everyone else. I downloaded it recently, and since then it’s all I’ve been doing. Now I finally understand why people keep walking into streetlights. I barely survived my first hunt – those cyclists really need to watch where they’re going, us trainers have more important things to do.

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That feeling when you catch your first pokemon!

Why is PokemonGo so great? Aside from the obvious fact that it’s Pokemon? Firstly: it opens up a whole new world. Imagine Harry Potter Go! Secondly: People are going out again! Sure, they’re all glued to their phones, but one of these days the creators are going to make it possible for us to play together (so we can battle, no doubt). We’re all going to meet new, slightly crazy, people!

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Cubone!! Scary-looking, this one, but gotta catch ’em all!

Last, but not least, the game takes the edge off exploring; as long as people have pokemon they’re not scared of going new places or getting lost. Pokemon trainers are adventurers! So why PokemonGo? I ask you why PokemonNot!

My Shark Encounter

I went fishing the other day, which to me means that I picked up a fishing rod, found water and hoped for the best. I don’t have any knowledge of hooks or techniques so when I fish it’s all about patience (and admitedly, a little bit of “oh, oh, I’ve got one!! I’ve got one! Must be bi-… oh… Seaweed…”)

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A cold morning in June, Hidra, Norway

Standing there, waiting, I watched the sea. No fish for me. Out of the blue, I remembered. I promised you guys a Great Barrier Reef post when I received the pictures. It’s been a while since I left Australia, but here goes anyway:

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Ready for another adventure!

I snorkled in the Great Barrier Reef for hours. Time just swam past, together with a surprisingly fast sea turtle. The Reef has a surreal amount of pink, orange and other colors we don’t usually associate with the sea. It’s hard to believe that the Reef is dying, that it used to be even more spectacular.

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Sadly, pictures don’t do the Reef justice…

Even though the turtle was great, the corals were beautiful, the highlight of the excursion was my shark encounter(s). I suddenly spotted a Reef Shark. A rash decision later, I swam after it. I followed it around and over corals, through narrow passages, and I enjoyed myself immensely. Until I rounded a corner and met his father.

Please excuse the quality – I was very surprised!

Thankfully, the Grey Nurse Shark didn’t think too much of me – anyone without fins wouldn’t be good enough for his son, and took a u-turn. By the time I dared to breathe again, the Reef Shark was gone. He’ll forever be the one that got away.

Let’s talk Australian!

One of the first things I do when I visit another country is to listen to the language(s). If I am in an English speaking country I often play around with their accent after spending time around or with the locals (monkey see, monkey do). It helps me immerse myself in the culture and is good fun.

I spent five weeks Down Under. Four of those I spent volunteering with animals, helping the locals. Now I knew I would hear “Mate” and possibly “G’day”, what I wasn’t expecting was “Brekky” (breakfast) and “toastie” (toast) and for them to basically abbreviate everything. Take a look at this video to see what I’m talking about:

When I learned English I was taught to enunciate the words; that even though the Americans say the “innernet” it is supposed to be the “Internet”. And of course, I had to say the whole word – no brekky for me. However, as I have finished school, playing aorund with differnt accents is something I enjoy a lot, I think I will always talk more “correct” than most people that I meet, but it’s fun trying not to. Imitating Australias ended up with me saying stuff like:

“Good on ya!”, “Alrighty”, “Heaps”, “Far out!”, “How ya going?” and “hey?”.

I found that there are two rules one can almost always follow:

1. Change letters at the end of words: “After” and “dinner” – “Aftah” and “dinnah”

2. Skip letter at the end of words: “What? “and “Trying” – “Wha?” and “Tryin”

Do you guys like to listen to locals and try to imitate them? Do you have some favorite words or phrases? Tell me in the comments below! If you don’t then mine is “No worries, mate!”