Why I Love Reading My Email



I LOVE THIS DUDE.

He is on every time I'm going to log into my hotmail and he is the best. I wish I looked like that when I was chatting with people on the internet!

Norah

I'm Leaving.

I just wanted to tell you that I won't be bale to blog as much for a while. I will be moving to Bendigo and there I won't have any internet. Well, a little internet but that will mainly be used to check my facebook and hotmail.

I hope you'll all be there still when I come back.

But that might be in three months.

I LOVE YOU ALL.

Norah

Can't decide...

Okay. I want to cut my hair. I know I want it quite short and I know I want a fringe.

But that's it. Kinda.

I think I want this length:



But I think I want these bangs



Or these bangs



So I kinda want something like this



But with a "free" feeling like this



I think that Anne Hathaway's hair but with bangs would describe it best but I absolutely love the length of Audrey Tautou's hair but it might be too short, I think I will maybe look plump in it?

Maybe Anne Hathaway's hair with Zooey Deschanel's bangs? Or should I go for the blunt cut?

PLEASE HELP ME.

Norah

I just realised that all of them have dark hair and I am blonde, HAHA!

Uskidibu.

You know what I want to do? I want to have a son named after Leonardo DiCaprio.

A little Leo of my own.

WHICH I AM GOING TO GROOM INTO THE BEST ACTOR EVER SO THAT WHEN HE GETS OFFERED AN OSCAR HE WILL GO UP ON STAGE AND SAY:

"THE WRONG LEO GOT THIS AWARD. MR DICAPRIO, PLEASE COME UP ON STAGE SO I CAN GIVE YOU AN OSCAR FOR ALL THE AWESOME MOVIES YOU HAVE DONE."

Then he will yell "DID I DO OKAY, MUM???" loudly in the microphone before he gets dragged out of there by security.

And everyone will clap their hands for Leonardo DiCaprio who will still be on stage with an Oscar in his hand and a confused expression on his face.

I can't wait to have kids.



Of course he will look like Leo...! (Who do you think will be the father...?)

(Okay, even I think I went too far there. Scratch that. I'm sorry. Ahum, ice cream anyone?)

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala...

Norah

Things that should have happened in movies:

Movies sometimes disappoint you. Or aggrivate you. Or just surprise you.

Here I am going to list some movies that should have ended differently. Or not begun at all, really. Som is on screen, some off screen.

What's Eating Gilbert Grape? - Flawless, you say? I agree. Apart from one thing. WHOEVER DECIDED THAT LEONARDO DICAPRIO WASN'T ALLOWED TO RECEIVE AN OSCAR FOR HIS PERFORMANCE NEEDS TO BE SACKED FROM HIS JOB. I mean, honestly, he did such a great job I cry every time I see the movie. Sure, Johnny Depp and Juliette Lewis are good and all but Leo, wow. He is so much better than Tom Hanks in Forrest Gump and he gets an Oscar but not Leo? Yes Tom was good. BUT LEO WAS BETTER. So much better.

Twilight, Breaking Dawn - Honestly. Stop. Leave. It's just too percect, damn you! There was a fucking war going on but NO ONE died! Everyone survived and... and... Bella and Edward even had a fucking baby! Too perfect. Too fucking perfect.

The Princess Diaries 2 - Number one was better than best but the second one - YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE FOR THAT DUKE WHO OFFERED TO GIVE UP EVERYTHING FOR YOU. Although I love how feminstic she is in the end and just says, nah, us girls should be able to become queens without marrying. But that duke, he was so admirable and wonderful.

And now I can't think of any other movies that I can complain about. I might rememer them later.

LAEZ!

Norah

Up up and away!

Wodonga next!

Rang my mother's cousin last night on a fluke to see if she and her husband would have me for the weekend and they said yes!

The drive up there is quite scary for me since I have to drive for three and a half hours but I think I will make it, I mean, I drove for three hours on the way back from Canberra.

Anyhow, wish me luck! Although I will probably have arrived already when you read this, ehe.



Me and trusty Rosemary - hitting the road together.

Norah

I can't help it.

Saw The Bourne Ultimatum (or Bourne: Ultimatum or whatever it's called) today. I thought I had seen it but evidently I have only seen Identity and Supremacy before.

Kat (Julia Stiles) from 10 Things I Hate Bout You was in it.

AND WHY DO I ENJOY TO WATCH GROWN MEN PUNCH AND SHOOT EACH OTHER? I think it gives me some sort of motherly instinct because all I can think is "If I were there I'd hug him right now. Or put a hand on his shoulder or smile at him or something".

Poor little Matt Damon.

I'm actually having tears in my eyes at this moment. I'm blaming my sniffles.

And then he just picks himself up and goes to punch some other dudes. What a drag that must be.



Look at the anguish in his eyes. Such a huggable person.



And I totally forgot he's in one of my favourite movies - Saving Private Ryan!

HE'S EVEN IN THE AIRBORNE INFANTRY. STOP REMINDING ME OF BAND OF BROTHERS YOU BASTARD.

Norah

It's raining men-ace.

Autumn has gripped hold of Australia within a few weeks. Trees are losing their yellow leaves, rain is falling and I am huddling up in a blanket, warming my cold hands with a cup of tea.

I'm bored. Bred. Bored. Bored.

I have got a new job but I still haven't got my schedule which means that I sit around and do nothing, awaiting my call to confirm my work. I know exactly what dad would say "THere is always something to do!" and I wish that I had inherited his energy. But no. I just sit around.

Not even the sound of MMMBop gets me up at this point. I don't even want to watch a movie. I just want to... I don't know.

I just baked some cookies. Yes, I say cookies, not bikkies, because I made true, american cookie dough. I CAN'T WAIT TO EAT THE COOKIES (BIKKIES).

Norah

Game of Thrones.

Episode seven.

ASDFGHJKL about Jon Snow.

AND HE FINALLY KNEW SOMETHING YRITTE DIDN'T. I'm so proud.





Norah
 

It's over. O.V.E.R.

I went to say goodbye to my work colleagues today. I couldn't say goodbye before because of my knee but now I went.

I brought chocolate cake.

They ate it.

I recieved a cup (the fourth one since I arrived here. What is it with people and giving me cups?).

I said thank you.

I left.

It started to rain.

A bit sad.

Norah

Carpe Diem



(The text says: "You have to eat or you will die. You do eat and yet you die. #mytombstonequote" It rhymes in Swedish.)

I honestly almost want this on my tombstone. I never was a serious person and why shouldn't my tombstone symbolise me as a person? 

Then again, it would probably feel a bit strange for my relatives to place me in the ground without hating me for the quote.

BUT IT WOULD BE SO FUNNY IN AUSTRALIA, PEOPLE WOULD BE LIKE: "I can't read it but I bet it's a beautiful Scandinavian or German quote. I bet it tells a tale of love." AND THEN THEY'D GOOGLE IT AND REALISE THAT I JUST MADE FUN OF MY OWN DEATH.

Okay, I have now convinced myself. No. I'm not going to be funny ON MY LAST COMMENT TO THE WORLD. People would be too upset aboout it.

Just put Carpe Diem or some crap on it.

Norah

Twenty five, twenty five days.

That's too much.

AND THAT'S FROM A SONG. IN REALITY IT'S LIKE THIRTY EIGHT DAYS UNTIL I SEE JULIA, MADDE AND ELLEN!

I miss them so much. Mainly because I now know that I will see them soon. I would feel the same about you if you were coming out to Australia soon. And I am also starting to miss Sweden because I have now decided when I am going home.

In Febuary next year.

EXCITING, HUH? 

I just want to celebrate my 21st bithday here, since it's like the biggest thing in your life! Until you get married or have children or something. I don't know, Something like that.

Think about it, If I go home early Febuary I will have been in Australia for one year and four months. ONE AND A THIRD OF A YEAR. That is a lot of time.

Ah, well, I guess it'll be fun!












Images courtesy of Ellen, Liss and Madde. Just message me if you want me to remove the pictures.

 
Miss you guys.

Norah

PAIN.

I twisted my knee at work today. It hurt. Like hell. Then it didn't hurt that much anymore. But now it's hurting again. 

And it was my second to last day at work. Yep. It's over at Rijk Zwaan. And I'm not coming back. I'm trying my luck in Melbourne after Julia, Madeleine and Ellen have gone home. We'll se how that goes.

I had fun at Rijk Zwaan, I must say. Good times.



Yes. That is my One Direction poster. It fell to the floor and I have not been bothered to put it up again. So it now lives on my bed. They look so nice. Apart from the fact that they all look creepy.



A picture from the beginning of the season. We were skirting lettuce. Good times.

Norah

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