It's time for me to come out of my shell and live my life. After all, we've only got one.
Jeg holder det jeg lover. Om enn et par dager for sent ; )
mandag 27. januar 2014
fredag 18. oktober 2013
Long time, no see
Oops. Kinda forgot I had a blog in need of an update. I guess that's how it goes when you're stepping into the real world and don't blog "just" to procrastinate schoolwork. And with the real world I mean working 9 to 5, although in Norway that's more like 8 to 4, but that doesn't have quite the same ring to it ;)
Anyway. I got a temporary job in the end of August, 26th to be exact, and have now been offered a permanent position at the company. Yeay me! :) So I guess I won't technically step into the real world of grown-ups until I start that chapter of my life December 2nd. But I have to admit, although it's a bit of a scary thought, I'm excited. I can't begin to explain how glad I am that I don't have exams, or papers, or assignments to worry about. It feels really good to come home at the end of the day and do exactly what I want without feeling I should study. Although, at the moment there's not much more happening when I get home than me putting my behind on the couch and watch Castle until I go to bed ;) After getting some dinner of course. Exciting life, right? Thank heavens I've got plans this AND next weekend. All this freedom is really bringing out the bored in me. Before you say anything, I know what you're probably thinking; "Why not do something? Meet friends, for example?" And I hear you load and clear. Wouldn't mind, but it's real easy to go straight home after work and just be by myself for a bit. When you're around people and talking to people all day, sometimes all you want is to shut your brain off and not get involved in anything, in anyway. But that's what I'm doing tomorrow :) And not just any friend. A friend I haven't seen since our year in Brighton in 2009/2010. Can't believe how time flies!
Anyway, I'm gonna return to my glass of white wine and the Norwegian The Voice now, and hopefully see another of my long-time-no-see-friends go through to the next round. Would be so much fun! Really want that for him, so we'll see.
Hope you'll have an amazing weekend! Take care!
xoxo
Anyway. I got a temporary job in the end of August, 26th to be exact, and have now been offered a permanent position at the company. Yeay me! :) So I guess I won't technically step into the real world of grown-ups until I start that chapter of my life December 2nd. But I have to admit, although it's a bit of a scary thought, I'm excited. I can't begin to explain how glad I am that I don't have exams, or papers, or assignments to worry about. It feels really good to come home at the end of the day and do exactly what I want without feeling I should study. Although, at the moment there's not much more happening when I get home than me putting my behind on the couch and watch Castle until I go to bed ;) After getting some dinner of course. Exciting life, right? Thank heavens I've got plans this AND next weekend. All this freedom is really bringing out the bored in me. Before you say anything, I know what you're probably thinking; "Why not do something? Meet friends, for example?" And I hear you load and clear. Wouldn't mind, but it's real easy to go straight home after work and just be by myself for a bit. When you're around people and talking to people all day, sometimes all you want is to shut your brain off and not get involved in anything, in anyway. But that's what I'm doing tomorrow :) And not just any friend. A friend I haven't seen since our year in Brighton in 2009/2010. Can't believe how time flies!
Anyway, I'm gonna return to my glass of white wine and the Norwegian The Voice now, and hopefully see another of my long-time-no-see-friends go through to the next round. Would be so much fun! Really want that for him, so we'll see.
Hope you'll have an amazing weekend! Take care!
xoxo
mandag 19. august 2013
onsdag 8. mai 2013
Bachelor thesis in customer satisfaction
So, I've "finally" gotten to my last year of my Bachelor degree in Tourism Management (how scary isn't that?) and we're in the process of writing our Bachelor thesis. Our topic is (roughly) customer satisfaction at a hotel in the Oslo-region, Voksenåsen Kultur- og Konferansehotell. Like you see in the picture we've been here for a while, eaten a bit of crap and made a big mess. It actually looks worse in real life ;)
The process is long, hard and draining. It is also interesting and we learn a lot, so let's take the good with bad and appreciate the company we've got ;) Long days like these usually bring with it a lot of bad humor, and I've got a feeling we're just getting started.
In other news, Sir Alex Ferguson is retiring at the end of the season. That is the second thing that's been occupying me today. That news just sucked! But I can't say I blame him or am too surprised. He's been around for a long time and has had an amazing career. All I want to say, is: THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING! You'll never be forgotten.
The process is long, hard and draining. It is also interesting and we learn a lot, so let's take the good with bad and appreciate the company we've got ;) Long days like these usually bring with it a lot of bad humor, and I've got a feeling we're just getting started.
In other news, Sir Alex Ferguson is retiring at the end of the season. That is the second thing that's been occupying me today. That news just sucked! But I can't say I blame him or am too surprised. He's been around for a long time and has had an amazing career. All I want to say, is: THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING! You'll never be forgotten.
tirsdag 5. mars 2013
mandag 28. januar 2013
lørdag 26. januar 2013
Married or not, you should read this...
"When I got home that night my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her
eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥
Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed, but not love. ♥
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥
Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed, but not love. ♥
onsdag 12. desember 2012
fredag 23. november 2012
onsdag 21. november 2012
Exams
This is how my last couple of weeks have been:
It is also how the next few weeks are going to be like, so wish me luck and see you on the other side ;)
xoxo
It is also how the next few weeks are going to be like, so wish me luck and see you on the other side ;)
xoxo
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