You would think that I am overjoyed by the fact that I have holidays now. And it’s ok, I guess. But since I won’t have time off until July 20. it doesn’t feel the same. I love that is it summer, and it is sort of exiting to be in the city (I’m always off someplace, in the mountains, by the sea, at a scout camp etc.) but it just feels like it is a long time until my shoulders will be down where they belong. This is like grown up training. Having to be inside working in the middle of June. Being alone because (almost) all my friends have left. I bet this is what it would be like when I get a job and move to a new place. I’ll just have to get used to my own company. It is an art to be able to be alone without feeling lonely.

We had wonderful weather yesterday and I decided to spend my free time in the park instead of in the lab. My iPod has a hiccup so I left for the park with only a matt, hat and book. I’m almost finished with A game of thrones (George R. R. Martin) now and have started reading Shantaram (Gregory David Roberts). I love his language and I’m looking forward to reading more of it. I’m suspecting that there will be more lazy afternoons in the park this summer.

I have made many new friends in Trondheim these last few months. And now, one of my newest friends have made a Facebook group for all of us who are staying in Trondheim this summer. So even though my plans only stretch out until Monday I might have something to do and people to meet after that as well 🙂

Currently listening to Death cab for cutie and wondering which samples to do next. My life is filled with Russian and Canadian locations, crushed moss and excel sheets that just keep growing.

Would you rather be underpaid or overrated?

Se hva jeg fikk igår! Jeg er en sånn som aldri har hatt en yndlingsfarge, yndlingsrett eller noe annet slikt, men etter å ha sittet unaturlig mye på flybusser og annen sånt og sett på hav av hvitveis fant jeg ut at hvitveis egentlig er yndlingsblomsten min. Jeg er veldig glad i blomster, men får blomster veldig sjelden, men sånn er det jo med mange. Men igår så fikk jeg en stor bukett med hvitveis da jeg kom på middag 🙂

Tusen takk!

Det er noe helt spesielt med hvitveis (eller kvitsymre som den også heter). Den er vår og varmt og solskinn og blomstereng. <3

I have loads of butterflies in my stomach. There are so many things that I am looking forward to this weekend that I almost can’t concentrate. I have this constant happy grin on my face 🙂

BTW: I have handed in my camera, so all pictures will be lent from others for a while. I will try to make others take pictures so I get some of them out here.

I’m not really afraid of being on my own. I prefer traveling alone for instance. And I need a dinner or two a week alone, just to have some peace and quiet. I have this discussion with a friend about drinking alone. He thinks that to drink alone is something only alcoholics do, and therefore that others shouldn’t. My philosophy is that when you are single, live alone and like to drink alcohol for it’s own sake (not to get drunk, but because it tastes good), then you have to drink alone every now and then.

To drink or eat alone is seen as something you don’t do, mostly because it is a social thing and doing it alone usually implies that you don’t have anyone to do it with. Many I know have never gone to a café alone. They have never sat alone at a bar. Many who travel for business travel alone, but they usually have a computer or book to hide behind. And if you’re just having a coffee then a book counts as “someone”.

The next step is to do the same, just without the book. No excuse. You’re just you, all alone. Yesterday I went to a restaurant all alone. I had no book or computer. I had my iPod, but that was just because it was noisy and I didn’t want a part in the next table’s conversation. The funny thing is that I didn’t feel alone at all. I managed to just send one text and other than that I just sat there. Looked at the people around me and contemplated my life.

Maybe this works for me because I’m so seldom alone. I have meetings, dinner dates and trips all the time. For almost two weeks this easter I shared a room with 7 other girls and we were 80 people in the dining hall. This weekend we were 20 people at the cabin trip and for the next week I won’t have dinner alone a single time. So every time I’m actually alone with my dinner I treasure the feeling.

What do you think when you see someone alone at a restaurant? Or at a café? Have you ever dared do it yourself? Would you ever travel alone? My father has told me about once when he was 16 he went hiking in the mountains all alone with a tent for a week. Ever since he told me I have wished to do the same. I haven’t done it yet, but that’s only because I have so many people to see that I haven’t had a whole week to myself yet. I couldn’t be alone forever, I’d have to know that I could share my experiences when I come back home. Or that I’d meet someone while traveling, but I like to do the actual trip alone. To be just me.