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white autumn

I watched Garden State tonight with Ana. While the last song was playing – Let Go, by Frou Frou – we looked outside and looked at each other and had the same idea: what the hell are we doing inside when this white landscape is just waiting for us to jump right in? So we got dressed, got hats, mittens, scarves and ten layers of clothes, and ran outside.

We spent 2 hours playing in the snow, got back right around now… we had a gigantic snowball fight (Ana, Ese, Stefan, Matthias, Ivan, Anas, Pierre, Elodie, Sophie and I), we rolled down the hill on our asses, we ate snow, we went to the 10th floor kitchen and threw snowballs in there, and yelled our hearts out, and made little crazy videos and a HUGE ball that almost crashed against a car…

WINTER!

[edit: here are some photos..]


we’re going to attack!


the famous “crazy-flatmate-jump”


snow+girl=happiness

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more snow, dinners and workshops.

here is a little review of what has happened in the past weeks – starting with the most important news: our mural is growing daily, making Ana and I happier and happier to have breakfast in our amazingly big and light kitchen.

we are hoping to have it finished by the end of the semester…

The other day I also FINALLY managed to talked to my dear C, who is too much of a busy man to pick up his phone. he rambled for five hours about veganism and hardxcore-ism and about how stupid and ignorant and boring the people he meets at the gym are, and then he yelled a thousand times that he doesn’t like snow and really sounded like a stubborn kid. I can’t help thinking he’s probably the only person in the WORLD who doesn’t enjoy snø :( It was an entertaining conversation AND I found out that his sister lived at FANTOFT this summer – isn’t it the coolest thing ever?

Speaking of fantoft, David came over last night, we invited him for dinner. Ana made her amazing tortilla and I just cooked some vegetable rice.

I told him about my obsession with Minnesota and Nebraska, which no one seems to understand – especially not Americans. oh well.. we hung out pretty much the whole evening, talking about accents, minnesota, art, synaesthesia, crazy Pi-obsessed geniuses, and physics. it was nice.

the weather’s going crazy around here. yesterday was the Great Flood, and today there’s a snow storm..


rainbow: day one


rainbow: day two


the platforms were actually evacuated because of the storm…

we got really, really excited.
When Gabriel and I went for a cigarette on the big roof terrace, we met HÃ¥kon and, after doing a little froggy dance (which, en passant, enabled me to spill coffee all over my freshly-washed grey sweater…), Gabriel built a midget snowman (it looked more like a fat lady with big big boobs.. but nevermind). it was cool.

On my way home from university, the storm was hitting it up, hardcore. It took pictures when I got off the bus, it was totally beautiful and made me very very happy.

I’m really hoping the snow will stay until tomorrow. Then we can go out in the morning and play in it.

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incredibly loud and..

things have been a little weird around here. and impossibly loud, and good, and busy, and and and…
friday we celebrated andrew’s birthday. we got him a notebook, and a scarf, we put up a note on his door at 4am and in the evening I had my first ‘DJ’ night. It was more like playing music I like rather than really djing but it was fun enough. People (the ‘big’ crowd, anyway) started showing up after 1, so the last hour was hectic.. my boss – well, one of them – looked like an old norwegian punk. At first I didn’t know he was my boss (I’d only met his wife on wednesday), just thought he was some guy who was really into all the music I was playing. It turns out that he likes Joy Division – like, a LOT – so he danced like crazy to Love Will Tear Us Apart. He was also enthusiastic about Declare Independence – yes I like that song so much.
Everybody’s mood was a bit strange after they found out what happened on wednesday (a girl hung herself in front of the club, there was a place with candles and flowers that her friends had left in her memory.)

Today was the first Silent Space/Empty Space workshop day. We’ve got a lot to go through if we want to have performances ready for the Open House day in two weeks, so that basically means working 10-5 (sometimes longer) + the weekend. I’m making my books on the side too – I feel like I’ve finally found a niche here and I really don’t want to leave in December. I need more time. My tutor is totally supporting my decision though, so let’s see what happens. Cross your fingers…