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Christmas is upon us!
I am one of those crazy people who think that christmas doesn’t start when the media, the commercials and the yule tide-catalogues decides it’s time. No, I say that christmas starts when december starts. And my dear friends: December has finally started!
So you must all be wondering: How will I celebrate christmas this year?
Well, first of: My long-lost sister will finally be home again. She lives in London, and I haven’t seen her since this summer, so seeing her again will be great! She will be home for 3 weeks, and I intend to spend as much time with her as possible.
The picture is of my sister and me saying good-bye in the airport. (And yes, I was crying. I always cry, both when meeting her and parting with her…)
I will also try to spend as much time with my friends as possible. Co-author Vegard is coming for a visit, my good friend Mari is also coming home from TenSing Norway, and of course my friends in Bodø are as well a priority, seeing as I will be leaving them in january to start my new life in Tromsø.
And yes, there will be family and food and presents and stuff. I’m even contemplating buying a new dress.
I will have more time to think about christmas and breathing into a bag about moving when my exams are over. I’ve got one down, and two to go. This friday will be my ex.phil (history of philosophy), and next wednesday I have my political theory-exam. But the worst one is over, and public policies and administration can suck it! (I even think I did o.k.)
So in one week I will be partying like the world is coming to an end, because my first year of college will be over, and I will be ready to start my life in Tromsø. I will miss the people in Bodø, though. Seriously!
-Frida
4 days left ’till my first exam, and I’ve slept for 18 hours since last night. I went to bed at 10 pm. because I hadn’t slept for oh so long, and I figured I’d get up around 10 am. if I didn’t wake up on my own before then. Well, it’s 5 pm. now, and I got up half an hour ago. My sleeping patterns are impossible…
I’m totally nervous about my exam, but I’m also in a dire need to get out of the apartment and go to a concert.
And not just any concert. Each year there is a festival, Bodø HardCore Festival (BHCF), in Bodø. It’s mainly rock music, but also some hip-hop and raggae sometimes. And there are 3 bands this year that I’m dying to see. Luckily they’re all in one night, so I go tonight, read for my exam tomorrow, and then I’ll see if I feel seccure enough on my exam to go tomorrow as well.
So which bands am I dying to see?
The fantastic band Honningbarna (on MySpace and Spotify) are playing tonight. I saw them for the first time this summer, and they were fantastic. They’ve played a lot of festivals and have become quite popular. They play hardcore rock, and combine it with a lot of stage-prescence and great lyrics (mostly in Norwegian, which I really like!)
There will also be a reunion with the Bodø-band Sinnssyk Ugle (on Myspace) who haven’t played for some time due to other band-projects. (My favourite being Kråkesølv, eventhough I know some of my fellow authors don’t like them. They just released their second album, and it was quite as great as the first one.) They play indie-like rock, and sing on dialect. Got to love them! (Both of them!)
And every year the local raggae-band Manna (also on MySpace and Spotify) plays. And every year it’s great. Also in Norwegian.
I prefer it when norwegian artists sing in Norwegian. The lyrics are often more natural, it feels more “real”, and the Norwegian-language is quite nice.
So that’s my evening.
Rock out,
Frida
I’m supposed to be reading for my final exams. But that’s boring, so instead I’m doing more interesting stuff. Such as surfing the interwebz, coughing my spine out and eating chocolate.
Recently I’ve been wanting to change things about myself. Not the regular things people want to change, like my nose or my ass or whatever. Just the amount of ink and piercings I have, and I’ve been wanting to do something about my hair.
So last night, while not studying, I went into the bathroom with scissors, and started trimming my locks. I didn’t cut them off (as I fooled my blonde best-friend into believing I had), I just tried fixing them up a bit. And I had this idea: What if I bleached my dreadlocks! Would that even work? Needless to say: I now REALLY want to try it out… And maybe I will…
I also really want a new tattoo. Or a couple of new tattoos. I have two of them already. One really cute star on my hip, and also this beauty: 
Now I want to build on it, to make it bigger. Add an olive tree, some arabic writing and stuff. But that’s too expensive to have done right away. And needs more planning!
I also want a small medical tattoo, but I’m not sure where I would put it, as I wouldn’t want it to be too visible, and always possible to hide away.
And the biggest want on the list today:
I want a nasal bridge-piercing between my eyes! (Not quite as low down and seemingly botched as the one in the picture, though…)
(And yes: All I want for christmas is a gift-certificate to Bodø Ink…)
So, what do people think? Blonde dreads, big tattoos and piercings in the face? Or do you prefer the more “natural looking”-gals?
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Sincere regard/-grets
Frida (who can’t seem to get the picture any smaller…)
Admin edit: There, it’s smaller.
There are 4 good reasons I can think of why I should never get dressed up for a party while drinking…
- I get totally obsessed with looking perfect, and therefore I also get really disappointed when I realize that I’m not.
- I can never seem to remember to keep my hands still after polishing my nails, and therefore have to do it again…
- I get insecure about my outfit and end up changing it… And then changing again…. And then changing back to my original outfit…
- Being tipsy and putting on make-up… Enough said!
In preperation for my exams I decided to stay home this weekend, instead of going to Oslo, and I still ended up going out tonight. And last night me and my friend wined and dined (sans the dining…). Reading for my exams-0, drinking with friends-2. So tomorrow I’ll have to study.
But tonight is all about fun and celebration. My friend just left to go to some fancy dinner, and I’ll be leaving shortly to a birthdayparty.
Cheers!
-Frida
I’ve been working on this blogpost for days, and it’s turning out more personal than I first planned to make it. Readers and co-authors, please forgive me for this.
When it comes to politics, I believe in revolutions. The sudden and dramatic change, hopefully from worse to better, seems like a good idea to me. It’s a fantastic concept, like ripping off a band-aid; It’s quick, effective, and almost painless.
Now the question seems to be: Does this theory apply to regular life? Does it apply to my life? Should the changes be quick, or is it smart to wait and think it over?
For the past years I have wanted to live many other places than Bodø. I stayed here for reasons I can no longer understand, and for a person who broke my heart. So why stay any longer?
I thought I was staying for another year to give me closure, and realized after some time that the closure I was looking for I already had. So now I have mixed emotions, and butterflies going crazy in my stomach.
I realize that this isn’t making much sense, so let me explain:
I was in Tromsø (The Paris of the North) last weekend, for a conference. It has been my plan to move there in 8 months with a friend, to continue my studies. And then the thought hit me: Why wait? In 2 months I will have finished my first year of political science (I started in the spring-semester), the plan is then to retake 2 exams and add a third subject. I can do that in any school, including at the University in Tromsø. I have nothing to lose by leaving Bodø, and a whole lot more to gain.
I have found something, or rather someone, that makes me happy. And why shouldn’t I take a leap of faith and go for it?
I have been playing with this thought for some months now, and the weekend made it all so clear to me: I need to do what’s best for me.
What’s best for me, right now, seems to be change. I need a big change. A new place. Some new people. I need clean slates. These are all the clichées, I know!
So what say ye, readers of the blog: Should I jump? Rip the band-aid straight off? Have a revolution of my own? Or should I stick to the plan, and stay put for 8 more months?
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Music to suit my mood: Maria Mena – I’m In Love
Love,
Frida