Ode to the Universe

I fill my legs and quote book with quotes and they make me laugh, but still it is the inevitable truth that something is ending. That a Rose by any other name doesn’t always smell as sweet. That however much you reach out someone always run faster than you. That sand is slipping through your fingers.

I dress myself in my longest, brownest cloaks and make woshing sounds. I run like a madman, I fall through glass roofs, I pick up every screwdriver I can get my hands on.

I close my eyes and ruffle up my hair.

I do realize that the time has come. That it doesn’t matter whether you like it or not, five years is only five years. It begins to come clear, even to me, that all things have to end, and when that time comes all your running and hair-ruffling and cloaking have been for nothing.

This is the end, the end of time.

I don’t want to go.

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Do you think I’m taking this a little too seriously?

Tags: brown cloak, doctor who, running, sonic screwdriver, the end of time

Won’t get fooled again

Rain. Rain, rain, rain, RAIN, ring.

I managed to beat all the gym leaders in my Pokémon game (Pokémon Red for GameBoy Color) and was thus able to enter the Pokémon league. It’s really hard. You have to beat all these trainers while you at the same time get attacked by tons of wild Pokémon who you can’t escape from. Also, you have to push boulders around to actually get on.

At the same time it’s a little weird being at the end of the game (even though the end may be some way off in the speed I’m progressing in). I’ve had this game since I was seven. As I didn’t understand English back then, it was a bit hard. Could’ve been in Japanese for all I understood. Still, it’s a bit sad finishing well … anything. I don’t like endings, nor beginnings really. It’s like the best part of a book is always in the middle, same way with games, with films, with life.

I just got to beat those trainers!

Tags: ending, pokémon, rain

This is today

- Sore throat and cough drops in happy harmony.
- Tea enough for a British army.
- Old college jumpers.
- Low quality -version of  ”Doctor Who” on YouTube.
- New knee-high socks.
- Grey weather and rain (rain! Now? It’s winter!)
- Books.

Wish me luck.

Tags: books, doctor who, sick, socks, sore throat, tea

“Brute, Glob. Hello.”

Over the years, my dad has, from time to time, forced me to read books that did not include magic, which I thank him for. I am not a very fantasy-reading person, to me there’s no such thing as fantasy. They are just books including magic. Point is, I never fail to finish one. Ever. With books of a more “real” kind this has actually happened once or twice.

I remember trying to read a book called Juniper when I was younger. I’d got it for christmas. I never found out if it was any good because half-way into the second chapter they started talking about racism and I fell asleep before I’d even finished the word.

So I returned to fairy-tales.

I am not one of those who solely read fantasy and SF. I’m not. Thus I felt disgusted and guilty by being bored by a book that was actually pretty well written. The truth is that books concerning politics of any kind bore me to death. Apartheid, racism, critical view of modern society, I’m asleep already.

Politics have nothing to do marching into the world of fiction. Not in the obvious way, anyway. If they are lurking behind the story and not showing themselves, then that’s fine. It is when they take out a megaphone and starts yelling “Listen up! Blah blah blah” that they ruin everything. Everything

Funny thing is, I’m not bored by books like Jane Eyre or Sense and Sensibility. Neither by Poirot or Ruby in the Smoke (a fantastically exciting detectiveish novel by Mr Philip Pullman). Because politics don’t interfere in the obvious way.

Also, people who analyze every book they read to be about McCarthy or global warming or apartheid. This is over-analysis, no matter what the author intends. Let fiction be fiction and keep reality out of it (let it at least seem so). We read for a reason, that reason isn’t always wanting to stop global warming or getting depressed by oppressed kids in Somalia.

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This post is dedicated to my cousin Henrik, who didn’t believe I’d be able to post twice in two days. Hah!

Tags: apartheid, book, fantasy, fiction, henrik, over-analysis, politics, racism, reading, sandman, SF

Mirrors

If you put two mirrors up to face each other, then look into one of them, you will see yourself reflected endlessly. Almost like there’s thousands of parallel dimensions. When that happens, I tend to look away. I don’t care much for parallel dimensions, they scare me.

This is really just my sister and me in Scotland ages ago. I like uncomplicated things.

Tags: mirror, parallel dimensions, scary, scotland

New layout

So last week I changed my layout, and I thought it came out pretty nice. I did all the “art” myself and then my mum and dad helped me with the computer bit, of which I’m not so good at (thank you, mamma og pappa)… Anyway, I thought it was so much fun, and I must boast a bit about the P, even though pro calligraphists might draw their hair out in desperation over my not-so-pro work, I think that it was ok for a girl who have made 1 initial like that before.

Over to things to improve: I’m not quite happy with the “impressions” and all that part, didn’t come out quite as I thought it would, I’ll redo that when I have time. But the pictures, I like, even got Sam, my guinea pig there, which is nice. I think guinea pigs are underestimated, they are fierce little creatures really. 

In the real world, the cold is still raging, and all my school-work are looming threateningly above me. 

 Seriously, don’t underestimate them.

Tags: calligraphy, guinea-pig, initial, layout

Topshop

Why why why Topshop? Why must you be so difficult? All I want to do is to buy a dress, why make it so hard?

This is my main problem for the moment. I’ve seen this dress at Topshop and I really want it. Then they come: can’t ship to norway. Arrg, it’s maddening (that’s the 2nd time that word comes up in 2 posts!) and I’m angry. I don’t buy clothes too often (I think…) and when I see something I want, then I want it. I’m also angry at Etsy  for not wanting to ship the products I want. Despite having fantastic weather in winter, there are some drawbacks in living in a small country, and not part of the EU. Sigh. 

Apart from that, the cold that’s been going around seems to have caught me and I’ve fallen ill. Perfect timing in the middle of all my mock exams and tests. I had a mock exam yesterday, it was a great fun and in norwegian, just sitting writing all day, perfect for me. I wrote a Jane Austen’ish story about love (I never write love-stories so that was interesting) and it got around 5 more pages than we were supposed to write, but it was fun anyway.

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Tags: cold, etsy, jane austen, mock-exam, topshop

Twilight and such matters

Ok, now I’m totally sick of people I barely know recommending me to read Twilight. It’s ok with people who knows my personality, and I guess I would like it. It’s just when people I’ve talked to once comes over to me saying things like: ” you totally have to read this one!” It’s on occasions like that, I get suspicious. How on earth can they know that I’ll like it, when they have no idea what kind of books I like?

If anyone’s got any answer to this weird thing, please say so. I just can’t understand it and it’s driving me crazy. At the moment I feel like I’ll never read Twilight.

(Oh, and just so you know, this is not directed to those of my friends who knows what I like to read, unfortunately you are just too few. The other side, the dark side, weights up, I’m sorry.)

Tags: recommend, Twilight

Moving

Next month, we’re moving. It will be kind of strange, I haven’t moved since I was around a year old and don’t have any real experience on the matter. I lie in my bed every night thinking that my days left are numbered, it’s not a good feeling.

I love my house as it is at the moment, with friends close by (very close, next-door neighbours) and the garden and my room and everything. We’re not moving that far a distance,  but we move nevertheless.

I hate change, change and everything that comes with it. I seldom change the colour of my bedroom-walls (had the same since I was 7) and like the comfort of being safe. Moving is not, in my opinion, very safe…

I just hope that march will be delayed.

Tags: change, house, move house