Home is where your heart is

Once again I've left home to come back to Lillehammer.
It was a stressful visit, but I loved it just as much as ever. Came home after a long day of traveling (bus, train and plane), and the feeling of crawling to bed was amazing. Freezing, but amazing. Thursday was spent with my cutest girlfriend, she helped me decide what I should wear for the jobinterview. Scary shit!

Bodø decided to show me that it still has it. By it I mean weather. Snow, crazy winds and freezing temperatures.
And still... I adore this city.

Home is where your heart is, and I've left my heart, soul and body in Bodø.
Don't get me wrong, I plan on finishing school and stay here until June, but I need to go back to being me again. And I've left me up north. The crazy winds, the stunning nature, the loving people, the ocean... It's a part of me, and I needed to move, have my heart broken, and learn to know myself to realize all of that. 

This is all I want

I've got better things to do

I have so much shit that needs to be done. Writing my law paper, cleaning everything, going to the gym, packing... Well, that ain't gonna happen. 

Let's take a look at what I've done today. I've cleaned my bedroom, bought new underwear (the pretty kind this time), done the dishes, made sure all my socks have a partner, had dinner, watched tv, and put some clothes in my suitcase (let's just call it packing). 

This means I now have no excuse to not start writing the fucking paper. 

Oh, hold on... just found Westlife on Spotify! I'm busy, need to sing along to all their songs. 

It's your birthday

Happy birthday sweetie!

Yes, I stole this

Based on that picture, not so sweet as scary... aaaaanyways! 

You're getting old, but is still as handsome as ever. Since I can't celebrate your birthday with you, you won't get a cake from me (be thankfull). But you'll get a picture of one! 

After going through the dark side of the internet (cats... everywhere), this is the most apropriate things I could find you. 

Crazy cat man

You are one of the most amazing people I know, and you deserve cake, cats and kind words on your birthday. But most importantly, you need to keep calm, and be crazy, laugh, love and live it up. Because this is the oldest you've ever been, and the youngest you'll ever be again!

Hope you have an awesome birthday, you deserve all the best. 

And don't worry, you're like wine - getting better each year. 

Sending all the biggest hugs I can find,
lots of love, H

St. Patricks

Happy St. Patricks day! 

I hope everyone is getting shitfaced and having tons of fun!

Not celebrating this year, but these pictures are from our celebration while in New Zealand.

Food is always important

Something green. It tasted... green

The amazing Cara

Green pants

Well... shit happens

All green and good to go

Have fun!

The end of messy me

I've had the most amazing Sunday in ages. Even though I worked the night-shift and didn't go to sleep until 8am, I felt well rested and good. Ingrid stopped by for a tiny bit (she has no internet at home, I do), we had some wine and chocolate. After she left I took a long shower, put on nail polish and had more wine. I did some planning for next week (what, when and where) and put on good music and just relaxed in my own company.

I've spent the past two hours talking to someone who's very dear to me. One of those people that I can tell anything to and not be judged. Can't wait to go home, I still need a hug after a long week.

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Anyways, soon we'll start a new week, and my calendar is full (as always).
Tomorrow will be spent at school while working on a paper in labor law, buying food for the week, and going to the gym. Tuesday will be pretty much the same; school, gym and packing.
Wednesday is full of school and traveling. Going home for something like 32 hours, just for an interview, and of course seeing some of my friends and family.

After a day like this I feel ready to take on anything. All I need to get back on track after a long week is some time to unwind, shave my legs, put on some pretty colours, and I'm good to go.

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New week.
Bring it on, bitch!

Still a mess

I'm still a mess, but it's mostly because I've spent all day on the couch. Working the night-shift tonight so my day has consisted of sleep, Grey's Anatomy and candy. And pain-killers, because who dosen't love those cramps... 

All I want to do

Anyways. 

After flipping through my calendar yesterday, I realized that I've had 2 weekends off for the past 13 weeks. And one of them was spent at home, which means there was no time to relax. I can't really complain, I love my job(s), but right now my entire body is telling me to slow down. I have the weekend off two weeks from now, and I'll be spending it with my friends, getting drunk, eating junk-food and watching bad movies. Can't wait! 

Should probably try to get some more sleep, but I have to start getting ready for work. Birkebeinern was canceled, and we'll probably have a shitload of drunk people everywhere...

Enjoy your night sweeties, I know I will!