Oooh exciting post

In the absence of something better to say I turn to this; a questionnaire Nina had on her MySpace. I hope perhaps I will be able to write something tomorrow. I can say that I am really freaked out and stressed, so much so that it actually paralyses me. Exam is scaring the bejaysus out of me! Energy come to me!

Do you have someone who you can be your complete self around?
Yes, most people. I am always myself, but perhaps my ex Inger Marie stands out as she knows me in ways that no one else does…


When you think about your last kiss, how does it make you feel?
Sad(ish), as it was with my ex, and it was a tearful and sore moment/kiss as we kinda knew that “this was it”.

Who was the last person to call you?
Rønnaug

What's irritating you right now?
Oh, do we have space for me to make a list!? But my exam is probably THE most irritating.

What is your nickname? I have none, but when I was small ma called me Mossi.

Is this year the best year of your life?
No I think only 2007 stands out as a worse year than this.

Have you given up on anyone?
Yes one “friend”.

Your ex is driving next to you, what do you do?
Either nothing, if it doesn’t feel right to wave, or wave… My last ex, Inger Marie is in the same class as me at Uni, we sometimes sit together so…

When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?
Every time I hear that people have tortured kittens and other animals.

Where’s the person you miss most, and who is it?
He lives in Sandnes and he is the most spectacular creature ever!

Looking back, did you ever waste too much time on a certain boy or girl? Yeah probably, but I mean things like that have made us what we are today, so.

Do you have a best friend?
Several

Do you talk to the person you fell the hardest for?
No, I haven’t spoken to him since 2006.

Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?
No

Can you recall the last time you sincerely liked someone a lot?
Yes, I sincerely like someone now

Have you ever written anything on a bathroom wall or door?
Yes, once in a nightclub called Mc Grath's in O’Connell Street in Dublin

Who was the last person you held hands with?
Inger Marie I guess

Ever kissed any of your friends on facebook/Myspace?
Yes

Are you happy with the relationship status you're in right now?
Nah!

Does the last person you held hands with mean anything to you?
Yes, she is someone whom I will always love and care for.

Do you regret dating anyone you dated?
Yes

Could you go a day without eating?
I did live solely on “milkshakes” for 6 weeks in 1996. (Cambridge diet)

Who was the last person in your bedroom?
Won’t say…

Were you happy when you woke up today?
No

What do you currently hear?
Abba with “Andante andante”

Ever talked to someone that was drunk?
Yeah, like a gazillion times. Not really fond of it though, if the person is totally wasted that is. And if I am drunk I talk a lot to myself too

Where were you at 3:02 AM this morning?
Fast asleep in my bed having sweet dreams!

Any plans for tonight?
Studying and watching “Will and Grace” on DVD

Ever turned a girl/boy down you shouldn't have?
No

What's the background on your cell phone?
It is a painting by Gustav Klimt

What do you want in your life right now?
Bob, healthy mind, self-love, great brain, energy and strength

How late did you stay up last night and why?
Can’t remember, but it wasn’t late, because I needed to get up at a reasonable hour to study

Have you ever kissed someone whose name started with a T?
Yes, a Tommy and a Torbjørn, can’t remember any more at the moment.

What's your hair look like today?
Normal

What did you do today?
Went shopping for baby clothes for Grete, my friend who had a baby girl a month ago, then went to her to say hi, as she is home visiting her parents. (she lives quite far away) then I have studied, visited my parents, had Karin for a visit, and driven Rønnaug to a party.

What does your last text message say and who's it from?
Will you come over, or do you want me to come? From Grete

Are you interested in a certain person right now?
Yes

What are you wearing?
Nothing, I always sit nude in front of the computer. It is a hobby I have.
No, kidding, obviously, I wear a green t-shirt, black pants, black bra etc.

I left my brain in a street in Hampshire

One of my favourite places in Dublin; Ha' Penny bridge... 

I am stressed. Not that there is anything new about that. I mean, that is SO 2006! Right now I feel I was born stressed. I am sure as came out 34 years ago (Eeeek!) I was all sweating, heart palpitating, nervous looks, and unable to sleep for days… needless to say, the word is exam. On September 26th, which means it is around two weeks from now. The subjects are so so hard, and I am really finding it hard to learn it. As I was reading today I could read a sentence like 5 times, and still it would make no sense. I am seriously beginning to question my own IQ at this moment. The book I am reading now is called:”The democratic laboratory”… Oooh, the title just screams excitement! I can tell you this though; I’d rather eat my own fried eyeballs than having to read this shite one more time. That is how painful it is. The authors have written in the beginning of it: We hope with this book to be able to inspire students… To do what? Cry? Leap through a window? Tear off ones hair? Commit suicide?
I have to nag about one more thing; almost every word of the damn thing is a foreign word, and I would have to look almost all of them up in a thesaurus to be able to comprehend even the slightest thing. Big words come to me!! I am fucking desperate! The worst thing is that they write it like these are words everybody should know, well newsflash; we don’t! Right now I wish I had chosen the more mathematical career, like engineer. I did think about it, but thought that since I was as old as I was, I would be better off getting an education that can be used in many ways and fields… Hear hear, the stupidity! 


So, that was today’s little vent. Or was it big? Yeah, I think I would land on that. I am actually going out tonight. Going to Karin to meet up with two other girls we went to High school with. I hope for a nice evening. In fact, I am going to be there at 19.30, so I better start getting ready soon. Have to put some make-up on, which means mascara… Hehe, I am not exactly a make-up crazed woman. I do wear eye shadow sometimes, I do, but not on a daily basis. Usually it is just mascara. 

Well, I think I might have to go. I didn’t realize the time when I started writing. 

Please pray that my brain suddenly becomes brilliant!
 
Me, left, and one of the girls coming tonight; Hildegunn. We were "Russ", which is what we can become after 12 years of school in Norway, like after High School. It can probably be compared to graduation in USA. 

EV :-) 

Ooops, there she blogs again...

Yeah, can you imagine! Gosh!! 

I have felt it in my fingers the last days… the restlessness, the longing, the urge to speak… My fingers wanted to run over the keyboard again. Jumping lightly form letter to letter, expressing themselves, so after making sure it wasn’t just a phase, I sat down in front of the computer today, to do what I haven’t done in almost two months; write a post for my soon 3 years running blog. 

Hey! How are you all!? Hope you are all fine and dandy! Some of you beloved fellow bloggers have had contact privately with me too; Leila, Laura, Moxie, Martha-Anne, Nina, Nora, Lynne, well you know who you are, and you are all people I treasure! Thanks for being in my life, and for being there for me. 

I have actually managed to turn 34 since I last wrote. That happened on August 2nd. Had no big celebration, didn't feel like it.

Then, I am ready to do some writing.I just read the newspaper and I was seriously gob smacked and thrilled to read about Bishop Tutu’s address to the Anglican Church. He thought they were obsessed with homosexuality and sexuality, and that that shifted their focus away from the real problems of this world. Sexuality is irrelevant and there are more important things to worry about; like fighting poverty. He was ashamed by his fellow Christians who’d rather discuss homosexuality than discussing the 30 000 people dying every day from hunger! Also he thought that these Christians go against the teachings of Jesus Christ in their treating of gays, as they did what he called “persecuting those that already are persecuted”. Such a good and true sentence! Kick those already lying down… Finally someone who matters has spoken the words I’ve been saying and thinking for a good while! I am overjoyed! And it served them judgemental ones right!!! 

We do get a lot of American TV-shows in Norway. One thing stands out, after watching a lot of different shows over the years, and that is the "fact" that ALL American girls apparently dream of getting married from a very young age. They picture their man, the cake, the dress, the bridesmaids, how many guests, etc etc. and then when the day comes they get insane if things don’t go perfectly… Like one fecking day is more important than the marriage itself. What is this!?! I do not get it, not on any level. I think I never ever thought about those things, let alone what bloody cake I would have. Who cares, as long as it doesn’t taste crap, and looks like something your neighbour threw up… I know that this doesn’t account for all American women, but I swear; jaysis I’ve seen a lot of mad, in my opinion, women on TV. I remember seeing some couples who had saved tons of money for buying a house after they got married. But instead they used it all, hundreds of thousands of dollars, on the wedding. They spent it all on one measly day. What about the investments in the marriage itself? Do they really think that if the wedding is great, that that somehow automatically makes the rest of their relationship perfect as well!? Who are these people? I wonder if this is a typical American type of thing. What do you say fellow bloggers, is this the case in your respective countries as well!? I know it isn’t around here. One of my friends got married, and their wedding wasn’t expensive, (well, as inexpensive as a gathering of quite a few people can be), nevertheless it was without a doubt the best party/wedding I have ever attended! I enjoyed myself immensely. So it isn’t all about the money, it is about being able to put your own heart and soul into it, daring to be yourself, so that people can feel that when they arrive… I’d say it’s just like decorating your own house. If you do it just by looking at pictures in trendy magazines, you haven’t decorated according to your own soul and personality, and that will show… it will be felt too. It will feel colder, more uninviting, and unloved. If you rather look at what is modern, but still use yourself, and family if you have one, in the process, I think you will end up with a modern, inviting, personal and cosy home. My home is inspired by outwardly factors, to a certain extent, but mostly by what I feel inside when I picture and think about what I want to express and sensel in the different rooms. The result, I think, is a great place to spend time, where friends and family can feel at home. (I hope you don't think I am saying this to boast and be cocky, as it is not what I am trying to convey...) Some people even tell me this, every time they walk into my flat. That makes me happy. I want people to feel welcome in my home. And my point to this was that it is possible to achieve something fantastic and loved, without spending an entire fortune. My flat is made up by non-expensive furniture and decorations, so... 

It feels good to write a little bit again, just had to say. I can’t promise posts several times a week like before though, as I have a horribly busy autumn ahead of me, with three big exams! First one on the 26th of this month. 

I won’t elaborate on my insane lack of lust for writing. Let us just say it’s been a hard eight months, with work practice, Bob, weird people, eating, sobbing, no exercise, and self-hatred. I am not completely where I want to be yet, and I think it will be some time before that happens. I am however on my way to more positive thoughts and ways of living. I won’t tolerate complaining, as I have no fecking thing to complain about. Jaysis, I am lucky! I was awoken actually, from watching an episode of “extreme makeover, home edition”. Well, it doesn’t matter what the means are, as long as the awakening happens. 

I will leave you now, play some Worms, and then do some studying… 

I am back! Yay! *giggle* 

EV ;-)

After a while, she comes back

It’s me again, the author of this crappy shite that my blog has become. 20 days since my last post, and I ask where the heck did these days disappear? Frankly, it feels like I’ve been in a coma, that’s how fast time has flown. No wonder. I mean, it is the summer holiday, and of course time would fly when you are able to relax, lower your shoulders and exhale after 6 months of pure pressure… Good news is; I passed both my work practise and my work practise assignment. My assignment was very very good apparently, and I am proud of that. As I have always been quite bad at writing in that particular academic way.

What have I done since last? Main thing is that I have started to organize my spare bedroom, which I use as a PC room. There’s been this huge ugly wardrobe in there, which felt like it was taken up the whole bloody room. I have torn it apart. Some pieces I could screw apart, some I had to break off, and in half, and wrestle like a man. Made me sweat like crazy as it was 30 degrees the day I chose to do that. I have planned it all out, and the process will require; paint, a chair, book shelves, rearranging furniture, a retro mural done by me, and not to mention a good deal of enthusiasm and dedication on my part. Especially since my back and hip have being insanely bad lately. Baaaad body parts indeed-e-o… I have also painted my outside doors, like the front and balcony ones. That should have been done last summer, hmmm, procrastination in a big way!

In my dream world there are also lots of things going on. Have you ever heard of programs such as “this is your life”...? Well I’ll take mine the subconscious way thank you. Over the last two weeks I have dreamt about A LOT of the people that have been in my life, for both good and bad. From pupils in primary school, to my ex-boss in Oslo, (who in reality was Satan himself!) they have come in heaps in my dreams, like on an assembly line all lined up to remind me of things. Last night however, was devoted to only one person; Bob. I don’t welcome dreams about him. It is too damn sore. Especially the kind of dream I had last night. I woke up all teared up, cause darn it, it was only a dream. As are all good things in my life, or so it seems. Yeees, negative and blasted darkness calling me!

But, I am trying to look at the brighter side of life, and hoping for a turn for the better.

Now on the other hand, I am off to watch some TV., Ghost whisperer. Perhaps I can get some tips on how to deal with my own ghost, eh!`! *lol*

EV

A wee talk about sex and orgasms

First: thank you so much for this award, Yudith Perez from Venezuela. 

She can be found here. 

Then, I actually want to talk a little about sex and orgasms. It’s been way long since I last talked about sex on my blog. It could be due to the fact that I am not having any sex. Though, that particular fact doesn’t stop me from thinking about sex relentlessly. I am not nymphomaniac though; if that’s what you think. *lol* I guess if I were, I’d be having a lot more sex than I am! Friends and acquaintances always say; yeah but you are always ready for some, you are easily turned on, you look at erotic/porn movies etc etc, so you are a bit different. But, am I really? Or is the fact rather that I am just unafraid of the subject? That I am honest to the core, totally unprejudiced, free and uninhibited when it comes to sex? That regarding consensual sex, masturbation and fantasies I judge no one, including myself? I am neither scared of admitting that I think about sex a lot, nor the fact that I have solo sex insanely often. What is a single girl to do when her whole “area” is all warm, tingly and burning, and her whole body screams s e x!?! Masturbation is my friend! Why, there are two reasons:

1. Because I don’t wish to have sex without love. That is just me, but I don’t mean that that is right for everyone else. Hey, I know it isn’t! *lol* I think sex without love would make me sad… Like I wrote in my diary one day: I seriously and urgently need someone to bestow my physical love to, someone special. Not someone I picked up at the car wash… Yup! Problem is; I am not ready for anyone yet, except Bob. (Oh God, I nearly wrote his real name there!) Guess I have to deal with a couple of things first. So Soloville and One Armed Bandit City is undoubtedly where I am staying, until a love comes into my life… 

2. Because of orgasms! What a fantastic gift that is! The world’s best stress reliever for sure. If I am sad, mad, irate, depressed, lonely, happy, horny, excited, giggly, sexy or fabulous, an orgasm or two or three is one of my favourite things! It makes me happy, it makes me calm, and if I can’t sleep I will just have a couple of orgasms, and then fall to sleep immediately. 

So, the question remains; am I different than a lot of women, or am I just more brutally honest? Frankly; from talking to people I know, and the gathering of various “evidence” over the years, I have come to the conclusion that I probably am just a little bit more wanton than your average woman. With this I am not suggesting that no one is like me, or that I am the horniest woman on the face of the earth. I am just stating what my unique life-experience has taught me.

I found some slang for female masturbation, and some of them are really funny, and literal! 

A Night in With the Girls
Airing the Orchid 
Auditioning the Finger Puppets
Cunt Cuddling 
Engaging in Safe Sex 
Erasing the Problem 
Feeding your Slot 
Finger-painting 
Fucking Without Complications 
Get To Know Yourself 
Having Sex With Someone you Love
Pampering the Pussy 
Play the Clitar 


There’s something soooo enticing and hugely erotic with wet people like this…I couldn’t find one cool picture of a wet man like this, sorry. 

I am gonna go and get me some.............................................................. sleep 

MOXIE!

Attention! Are you not getting my e-mails, or is something wrong!? I hope you aren't mad at me or anything... You said you had to go private and that we had to send you an e-mail to stay with you. And I did, I wrote you an e-mail to all your addresses... I SO want to access your blog, but I can't. I miss you and your blog dear.

EV :-)

Shivers down my spine for sure

Ok, not much I am going to say today, but I just really needed to share this video with you. It is
an acoustic version of a song by Anouk, called Lost. It is sung by a 16-year old boy named Erlend,  at a talk show on Norwegian TV. Erlend won the "Norway's got talent" competition in May. He sang this song in the final too, but I think this acoustic version is just amazing... His voice makes me cry, and the clarity of his voice is just, well guess what, I am out of words...

Erlend Bratland singing "Lost"

Other than that I am melting as the weather is hot and humid. I hate humidity! Makes me sticky. I haven't had any bugs in ears in the last days, but it still feels like I have one tickling me. I can't seem to shift that icky feeling... 

I'll be back Friday with more. I am off then so...

Lovey dovey EV :-)

The most horrible thing...

... happened on the way to forum... No, It happened in my bed. I woke up cause something tickled in my ear. Only to discover that the tickle wasn't just a tickle... Ooooh noooo... It was a bloody buggery insect. I thought it was a tiny fly. It scratched and poked around in there, making a hell of a noise. I went quite hysterical and calm at the same time. Tried to remove it by tilting my head to the right and shake it a little. Nothing happened. More stracthing and poking, and PAIN! My God it was painful! I could basically feel the bastard scratching at my ear-drum... HEEELP! You wouldn't believe the noise. And that feeling of discomfort, helplessness, hysteria and fright! It felt like it was inside my brain or something. It just wouldn't stop!! I went into my bathroom and tried there for a while. I was freaking out by this stage. Fluid actually came out too... I shook my head insanely hard, to the right, and after 15 minutes the thing finally came out, looking like this: 



As you can see; clearly not a tiny fly. This insect was much bigger than that! Double dip yuk! Can you believe this was in my ear not wanting to come out. When it finally plunged into my sink I cried, and I cried and I cried. I couldn't stop... It had scared me, a lot. I had heard true stories about insects causing damage like this. You know through crawling into ones ears. I couldn't go back to bed, so I turned my computer on, and here I am. It is almost 6 am now.  My ear still tickles a lot, probably casue I still "think" there's something in there, plus it is
still a little painful... 

Guess who's going back to bed with earplugs now? I probably have to blame Shira. The insect undoubtedly came with her. I must seriuously consider banning her from my bed during summer. Argh, I wihs my ex never permitted cats in the bed. But when I try to ban Shira, you can actually see that the cat gets depressed... Her whole being tells. 

All disgusted out EV