tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58107787964613118852011-04-21T12:31:24.968-07:00SometimesKristinenoreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-53823398749354665392008-06-14T08:31:00.000-07:002008-06-14T09:05:15.396-07:00Yay! I got the best mark possible on my exam :D I am really happy now. After the exam it was time to go buy a present before going to Cecilie's birthday party, which was really fun! I had a blast :)<br /><br />This Saturday I've spent with my family. Family shopping is actually really fun, as you have someone else to pay for you! I got two pairs of shoes at skopunkten for just 100 kr. A pair of gray ancle boots, and a pair of bronze coloured ballerina pumps. I'll post pictures when I get the camera back.<br /><br />As the weather today doesn't really appeal to me, I'm just staying in with my mother eating pizza and drinking hot chocolate. Have fun everybody!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-5382339874935466539?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-48814586218696056812008-06-11T06:17:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:14:49.051-07:00Oral exams. Guess who is one of the lucky 10 percent? Yes, you guessed right. It is me. Of course it had to be me. It seems like I never have luck on my side. And it had to be English. The most difficult subject. You can only imagine my joy now. I've just spent 4 hours reading the whole damn book, and later I'll have to spend 5-6 hours reading and taking notes. Happy joy!<br /><br />I know I almost never post anything here, and I know I hardly ever have more than 5-10 visitors a day. But I will continue posting every now and then, especially during the summer. I'm spending the whole summer at our familys house in Denmark, and as we've just bought it, I do not know anyone there, so I'm not only looking forward to it. <br /><br />We've had beautiful weather for the last couple of weeks, so I'm ending this post with a picture of me in the good old days, before I had to stay in to read hundreds of pages about the Irish, Maories and everything else that our English teacher look upon as really important to know (that includes the history of the wholde world it seems like.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/SE_bnUTHUbI/AAAAAAAAABM/vq6GXQvDwhM/s1600-h/100_0161.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/SE_bnUTHUbI/AAAAAAAAABM/vq6GXQvDwhM/s320/100_0161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210624762401214898" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-4881458621869605681?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-43163053732625619082008-04-16T11:10:00.000-07:002008-04-16T11:14:31.090-07:00The television will always be my friend! That is the only promise I can give right now. <br />The bad thing though, is that we don't have all the American and British channels. I want more exciting TV shows. I really do not want to watch The Bachelor in Norwegian one more time. I want the bi-bachlorette or whatever this new show they have in the US is called. Give me some action baby.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-4316305373262561908?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-57205712013690890822008-04-11T11:25:00.000-07:002008-04-11T11:28:31.026-07:00Because of the stupid bronchitis that broke my rib, I have to stay in tonight. So I'm planning to get to know my more creative side. I'm making a card for my friends mother, who is getting married next weekend! Congratulations. I've also started on a dress project, although, I think I might fail miserably. <br />Come to think of it, it may be safer to give the task of making a card to someone else. I might just cuddle up on the sofa instead, and enjoy my Pepsi Max while watching The Holiday.<br /><br />I hope you all enjoy your evening!<br /><br />This was me earlier today:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_-ti3NnfFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/x0oOqRIPq6E/s1600-h/112_0046.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_-ti3NnfFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/x0oOqRIPq6E/s320/112_0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188056110202322002" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-5720571201369089082?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-18316740778258827482008-04-11T07:50:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:53:28.024-07:00Guess which computer is mine?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_97WnNnfEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0chnqZronSE/s1600-h/1stf.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_97WnNnfEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0chnqZronSE/s400/1stf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188000924167535682" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-1831674077825882748?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-77155900922181035192008-04-10T12:33:00.000-07:002008-04-10T12:41:17.754-07:00From shopping spree to cars on hydrogen. I was out and about shopping earlier today, and I managed to get my hands on a skirt, a pair of sunglasses and a pair of shoes. All this for about 100 NOK. I was in heaven, until I opened the front door and saw my science book staring at me. Fuck. Science test tomorrow. <br /><br />I really do not care about global warming and cars on hydrogen. I'll care the day someone creates a plane on hydrogen, and gives me free tickets to New York. Byebye school.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reiseliv.no/var/reiseliv/storage/images/media/images/destinasjoner_bilder/amerika/usa/new_york_0704_utsikt/55967-1-nor-NO/new_york_0704_utsikt_article_large_image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.reiseliv.no/var/reiseliv/storage/images/media/images/destinasjoner_bilder/amerika/usa/new_york_0704_utsikt/55967-1-nor-NO/new_york_0704_utsikt_article_large_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />But not yet.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-7715590092218103519?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-62884579413495701202008-04-09T12:53:00.000-07:002008-04-09T13:04:48.379-07:00I want summer. Now. I want sunshine when I wake up in the morning. I want to slip into a simple dress and ballerinas. I want high heeles and lazy days. I want these shoes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_0fk3NnfAI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qlF-r8FLo3U/s1600-h/Sko1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8WVBmpoY0I/R_0fk3NnfAI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qlF-r8FLo3U/s320/Sko1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187337063957494786" /></a><br /><br />This day has been spent eating, more or less. Hanne and I made the best cookies ever, though the dough tasted as good as the finished cookies. Flipping through old magazines made me realize I miss old times. Back when I didn't have to carry a huge bagpack to school because of a stupid computer. Give me back my back someone. I wan't to dress like this. Everyday. I want a bag hanging over my shoulder.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elle.com/assets/image/2008/W9/022520081330137398.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.elle.com/assets/image/2008/W9/022520081330137398.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-6288457941349570120?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-79340227626349654572008-04-08T15:01:00.000-07:002008-04-08T15:05:16.882-07:00I'm not looking for compassion if that's what you think, I'm just looking for an answer.<br /><br />How is it that in one moment life is great, and the next you just want to go to sleep until reality comes to claim you back. I don't care if you don't understand, I just want some answers.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-7934022762634965457?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810778796461311885.post-26880437337375551132008-04-08T13:02:00.000-07:002008-04-08T13:11:26.420-07:00Broken ribs equals rest equals spare time equals a fresh start in the world of blogging.<br /><br />Go crazy<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5810778796461311885-2688043733737555113?l=thoughtsandhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinenoreply@blogger.com1