NS NZ WES GPA TOEFL NY BHG

Hello hello. Nothing much to report, I'm still insecure about getting accepted to New School and I've started looking into schools in New Zealand again, but the more I read about NS (New School) the more I wanna go there. It's the perfect school. Peeeeerfect. WES finalized my transcript evaluation on Thursday, I have a 3.41 GPA which I'm very pleased with. So that's another step closer to finishing my application. NS still hasn't received my TOEFL results and my WES documents were sent Thursday or Friday so those are obviously not there yet and that's basically what's missing from my finished application. Arsgfsafghd I'm just waiting and waiting and I'm very nervous and hopeful. What if my essays were craaaaap. I've never written college application essays before and I didn't really get proper feedback on them. What if I'm not accepted. Shit.

I'm visiting New York for eight nights in about seven weeks, wow. I haven't been there since I moved back to Norway in June 2008. Yesterday was the two year "anniversary" of my moving there. Time flies, whatever. Too much of my life - considering I live in Norway - evolves around New York, I'm a nerd.

My job is still amazing and I'm very anxious about leaving the kids, they should have stability in their life and I'm not giving them that by leaving (I of course realize that I am not the most important person in their lives, but I'm a pretty big part of it). And after that I'll probably never see them again, what the hell. The youngest ones will probably forget about me and that's a fucking heart-breaking thought. I'm tearing up, lawlz. I'll have to send lots of pictures and letters from wherever I might be moving and visit every time I go home. Way to move on, yeah.

And I'm also in love with all the actors in Hipsters and the Russian language. :D

Lister over ting som har vært og som skal være

Jeg har i løpet av de siste dagene (i ganske kronologisk rekkefølge):
- levert siste(?) eksamen på HiL
- sagt hadet til Charlotte
- vaska litt hybel
- spilt en tidligere uprøvd drikkelek, great success!
- vært på avslutningsfæst med klassa
- sagt hadet til altfor mange mennesker og klæmt litt på dem alle sammen
- snakka med en del folk fra klassa for første gang som jeg selvfølgelig vil savne noe fryktelig (Gisken 2009: klokka seint i går kveld)
- preika med to voksne damer utafor Paddy's, hun ene hadde en slags eksamen i dag, det gikk sikkert kjempebra!
- klart å vise tatoveringa mi selv om jeg for en gangs skyld ikke hadde på meg klesplagg med lav rygg
- møtt Tommy med skolisser som han slo folk med
- blitt forlatt av Trine
- blitt BFF med en alkoholiker som måtte låne telefonen min og hadde kjøpt bukse og servietter på salg og heldigvis har gode venner som vil støtte henne mens hun er på "alkishjem"
- slaska

I løpet av de neste dagene skal jeg:
- pakke alle tinga mine
- vaske resten av hybelen
- henge med de som er igjen
- forlate Lillehammer
- GRÅTE!!!

The beginning of the end

I'm currently writing a home exam about the music and sound in Reservoir Dogs. It's interesting and I'm learning a lot, but I'm sick and tired of writing now. Luckily it's all over soon, only a few more pages. But I kinda don't want it to be over. I've had so much fun in Lillehammer the last couple of months. I've met some amazing people here, and only pretty recently started expanding my social network in my class (which previously was narrowed down to those five amazing people already mentioned). I wish I had the chance to get to know the new acquaintances better, but I'm leaving in a week and not continuing here next semester. I don't know, I guess I could keep in touch with them somehow, but I feel like I don't know them well enough for it to be natural. We'll see. I'll get over it.


Trying to make some sense of it all,
but I can see it makes no sense at all.

Nostalgia is coming back

Today, at school, a couple of my friends and I talked about them wanting to visit me while I'm living in New York next year. And we talked about everything we should do when they're there and I listed up a bunch of stuff I did and I wish I'd done when I was there. Like eating toasted bagels with cream cheese, hang out in Central Park, watch squirrels, eat pretzels, go to stand-up shows, concerts, take the subway, visit Union Square, shop till you drop, go to bars in Williamsburg, look at all the weird and awesome New Yorkers, walk around Rockefeller Center hoping to see NBC celebrities, take the Staten Island boat, buy coffee at Starbucks, drink said coffee in Central Park while watching squirrels and New Yorkers, go to Coney Island, see a live taping of Daily Show/Late Show/Colbert Report/Late Night/SNL. And so on.

It made me very nostalgic and I can't believe I might be living there again in six months. Or at the very least a year and six months.

You should come visit me too.

To tusen og ni - mobilinnlegg

Dette skreiv jeg på mobilen i begynnelsen av januar i et "inspirerende" øyeblikk:

To tusen og ni. Totusenåni. Det klinger helt ålreit. Jeg likte null-åtte og ikke bare på grunn av uttalen. Jeg flytta hjemmefra, bare for en kort periode, men i gjengjeld til New York. Jeg har fått utrolig mye ut av det oppholdet og kanskje er jeg der igjen innen år null-ni er omme. Det drømmer jeg om. Tidligere i vinter/høst klarte jeg å glemme USA da jeg tenkte på hvilke land jeg hadde vært i det året. Det virker så ufattelig lenge sida. Jeg var ikke meg før New York, og ikke helt etter heller. Jeg er meg i New York. Jeg har ikke vært mange steder i verden, men jeg - som så veldig mange andre - veit at New York er Byen for meg. Jeg kommer meg tilbake, jeg må bare ta en omvei innom Lillehammer et års tid. Dette skulle ikke bli om bare New York, men det er dette jeg absolutt sitter sterkest igjen med etter enda et endt år. Det har vært et bra år. Et år uten det og det, men hva så. Jeg fant.

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I dag er det akkurat ett år sida jeg dro.

Nostalgic

I haven't played any Wombats songs in iTunes since I came back from New York, until now. I was at their concert on the Lower East Side, I think it was in March. I'm so nostalgic these days. Wow.

The toothbrush I bought there needed to be replaced because it's been more than three months since I bought it. I didn't throw it away, maybe that's disgusting but I don't care. It's my Duane Reade toothbrush, I wanna keep it. I'd glue it in my Memory Book, but then I wouldn't be able to close it.

This is so absurd.





Let the love tear us apart, I'll find a cure for a broken heart.

Start over

I guess I'm kinda starting over now; with this blog, with life, with everything. I'm living in Lillehammer now, it's a small town in Norway. It's weird, and wonderful, to read my entries from New York. I'll write more later.

And then it was over.

It's quiet now and what it brings is everything

Suddenly it hit me - I don't know if it was the sad The Kooks song or the fact that I was in my old neighborhood, maybe it was both -, this is my last day in New York. I just took my last subway ride from Central Park North - 110th Street.

I've been to Kansas City since last time I wrote. I went to visit relatives. And I drove up to Minnesota and was everywhere to visit more relatives. It was nice, I met a lot of fun people.

I've uploaded some pictures to my flickr profile, I'll update more when my Internet connection gets better - so probably not until I get back home.

Right now I'm sitting in my hotel room in Upper West Side eating the last part of my last Ben&Jerry's ice cream in New York. Banana Split. It's pretty good.

Later I'm going to a The Kooks concert and then I have to pack pack pack.

Leaving New York, never easy
I saw the light fading out