Things are getting to be their usual selves already here in Balestrand, its just always bad when we work together with Christa. For some reason its so easy to get a terrible fit of laughter with her in the worst possible times and for the stupidest of reasons. Example: (sorry, only available in Finnish) Tajuttiin justiinsa eilen illalla, että koska ollaan respassa tänä vuonna töissä, me ei enää olla Mullan alla töissä. Eli siis omistajan äidin Mullan alaisuudessa. Eli me ei enää olla Mullan Alla. Tsihiiiiii!! Siis tämän tason juttuja meillä täällä..

Oh Balestrand, Balestrand. There are certain things that I should have taken into consideration before accepting a job in the reception of this grand hotel. One of them is that there is about a zillion things that we need to do during the day, including taking care of the guests in every way and knowing everything about everything that goes on here. Well, I know nothing about nothing and have my first day at work tomorrow. Alone. Working in the souvenir shop was brain numbing sure, but at least my brain wasn't steaming on the first day of work. I know I'll do fine, people have survived things like this for cenuries, but on these days when I have my mind on the upcoming exam, everything seems a little overwhelming. I'll keep you guys posted and start updating this blog of mine with partypics and other interesting stuff, just as soon as all the other 60 people get here =P

Everyone loves their phone. My phone bailed on me last night. It just took off and left with someone else. But luckily phones are like busses (or men=)): No use running after one cause there's an other that will come racing around the corner in no time. So for all of you wondering where I got to, I'm still here but just out of reach for a week or so. Later!

I truely believe that I must have been a Catholic in my previous life. After confessing my sins in the below blog, I started feeling surprisingly much better. And also the party that André told me about that is awaiting me in Bergen on saturday made me almost forget about the whole thing all together! I'm so vain. Anyway, I'll try to remember my camera when we go to the party, there's no doubt gonna be tons of beautiful people to capture on film, apart from Scott and André and me of course=) Oh Bergen.. I can't wait!

I have to vent a little.. My guilty conscience has been nagging me for a couple of hours now. I told a lie. It was a tiny white lie, but I still feel bad. I told my fishtasting boss that I only found out a while ago that I am going to start work next week in Balestrand, which is not true. I said this because he got mad at me even though we only have a couple of days of work left this spring. I just totally forgot to tell him.. Ok, just wanted to let you guys know. Lessons learnt: I'm a terrible liar and when I do lie, I feel really really bad about it.

This endless queue of annoyingly sunny days has finally gotten to me. It all started the day we got our exam, just over 3 weeks ago and the sun hasn't gone away since. So inconciderate!! But as we are only reading for the oral exam anymore, I decided this morning that it was time to stop suffering inside and go catch some melanoma! And so here I am, computer melting on my lap, listening to the last tiny pile of snow melt on our porch mmmmm.....

I've found myself an Easter buddy! He's a little difficult to talk to at times, cause he only speaks a mixture of Polish/German/Norwegian but you know, we get along. I must admit that Jurik can be a little juvenile sometimes, yesterday for example he wouldn't let me read for my exam cause he thought it was more important for us to watch a movie and play football outside.. I mean seriously. What can you do, some people just haven't realised the long term benefits of studying i guess.

Hottis

Relaxation is the key to any succesful holiday, even stupid Easter. And here's how to do it:

It's just so sad.. I've had a pathetic song swirling around in my head since the last of the people I live with left a couple of hours ago. And I hate Celine Dion. All by myself, don't wanna be, all by my seeeeelf anymooooooooore!! And the icing on top of the cake is of course that I'm not actually even a 100 % alone in the house. Igor is still here and he's about to triplicate tomorrow, when his dad and sister come here to celebrate Easter. I hope atleast someone out there feels for me..

I have deliberately not told you guys about all the corky dreams I've been having lately, but this one I have to mention because I need help with understanding it. I had my first flying dream last night! We were going so fast that my stomach was turning and I was scared but at the same time I didn't want it to end.

So people, open your minds and help me figure out what this means. I don't want to think it's just symbolising a feeling of liberty now that exams are almost done.. It has to mean something BIG!

jell-o this!

I couldn't have hoped for a better start for the day. I went to work and was a little more than disgusted when I heard what we were going subcome our tastebuds to.

Gele, or "shele" as they like to call it here. So I asked what they eat this fish jello with, potatos? And they said that its what they feed their kids on b-bays and stuff.. Yuchk! And so I forced myself into the lab only to find regular, wobbly, artificially coloured and sweetened JELLO! Or jelly as its called in England. And I started giggling there all by my self, getting flashbacks from England when we were playing with it in school at lunch.. Jelly on the plate, jelly on the plate, wibble wobble wibble wobble jelly on the PLATE! What a great way to get the overworked mind off the exam!

I've gradually come to understand why they told me in our last oral exam that I'm a tad bit flaky when I talk about something. They said I had a hard time sticking to the point. I just told them that that's how my mind works man, I think about something that leads me somewhere else and then I lose the red line altogether in the end.

Let me give you an example. Two facts that are in my head:

1) Babyexam that I have to write this week is about youth gangs standing in the way of societal peace

2) Rachel is going to Sweden next week

I kindof mixed and matched there and thought I'd write about the Stockholm syndrome and women joining gangs. I mean seriously.. I'm diagnosing my brain with ADHD.