Summer?

I'm back "home". Came back to Lillehammer on Tuesday, and it feels the same way as always. 

Kind of good, kind of bad. Didn't want to leave home, but really excited to see everyone again. 

The next months will be used to finish school, working, being with my friends, and packing. 

And hopefully the next time I leave Lillehammer will be the last time. 

I might miss Bodø like crazy, but right now Lillehammer is perfect. The sun is shining, it's warm(er) than home and exams feels like a million miles away. Just made a playlist with some of the amazing songs that remind me of summer, and I plan on playing it non-stop from now till August.

Can't wait to find out what this summer has to offer!

 

Divergent

Had my moviedate yesterday. Watched Divergent. 

We looked at each other at the end of the movie and just laughed. 

It was so bad! It was like Hunger Games, just bad.

Both of us had really high expectations... but no. The only good thing about it was the few seconds were Four took off his shirt (don't think my date agreed, but whatever). 

Oh well.

At least I got popcorn

Off to the movies

Still loving home. 

Went to my lovely hairdresser yesterday, and I'm so pleased with the result. She did an ombre somethingsomething with my hair, and I'm all ready for summer!

Met some of my friends as well, and did some more planning for next week. Half of them are going away for easter, so we have to meet up during the first few days of next week.

At the moment I'm just waiting for a friend to pick me up. We're going to the movies, and I'm more excited about the popcorn than the movie. 

Yeah, Divergent. 

According to weheartit and pintrest it will probably be the new love of my life. 

But... popcorn. 

Hope you enjoy your Saturday 

Home, once again

I'm home. 

Simple as that. 

Loving life, loving wind, rain and pizza (yes, I had pizza today)

I've got so many plans for the next 11 days, and love it.
Tomorrow I have a very important date with my best friend, family dinner and trying to get my hair done. 

Saturday I'm going to the movies (maybe), and meeting up with an old friend.

Sunday I have another date.

Monday I'm meeting some old friends for coffee and some gossip.

I'm head over heels in love with this city, and all the people in it. 

I'm in love with my idea of home.

Simple as that

Packing

5 minute break!

Been packing, cleaning and eating for four hours, still not done. For every small thing i put in my bag I remember ten more that needs to come. 

Yeah...

Jenna Marbles, love her. 

Tomorrow

This is getting ridiculous. 

I'm so excited to go home that I'm completely incapable of doing anything.

Spent all day planning all the stuff I have to do before I go, and didn't really do any of it.

I now have a list of things that needs to be done, which in reality is enough to fill two days, and I have about... 24 hours do to it. 

And what's my conclusion to all of this? Let's watch a movie!

Not go to bed early, or do some of the shit tonight. Nooo, movietime. 

*smacking my head agains the wall* 

I have to clean the apartment (all of it), do all of the dishes, pack my stuff, go to the store, have time for a workout, wash some clothes, and have breakfast, lunch and dinner. 

Oh well, at least I'll have something to do tomorrow then. 

Edit: watched a documentary called Blackfish. Please watch it. 

Story of love

"The story of love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. 

It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity"

- Helen Hayes