Autumn

I have not been home in Norway in autumn since forever and almost ten years. It is strange but good. Also quite cold. I seem to remember rarely wearing hats when I was younger and now I won't get the post without one. It is just so cold! The colors are stunning and now, as we have had some days with frost, they are even better. I will go out in the garden and take some more pictures today before work.
For some reason the wine-grape is bursting with fruit, but the apple trees are having a year off. (Pictures will come of this.)There are aprox. three small wrinkly apple-like things hanging from a branch. It looks a bit sad.

Thank you Postman-person

It came, and I spent a happy evening reading it. Twice. It is not my favourite discworld book but I will read it lots of times more.

Dear Mr/Mrs Postman/woman. Eh. Postperson?

Please can you bring me my book to day? Please? I really really want to go back to Ankh Morpork, I might even have a sausage inna bun. (mostly pig) So please Mr Postman?

nobel's peace price office this morning

"morning."
"morning."
"good weather today. Around of golf later?"
"Jup."
...

"Hey Torbjørn, there is this journalist, talking about the peace price. I have tried telling her off, I mean, the price is not until, like, october."

silence

"Oh shit, oh shit.."
"Brainstorming, a name! A name!"

frantic thinking

"How about that Obama guy? He is bound to have done something isn't he?"

Fell off

After a few days of crying and thinking melodramatic thoughts and beeing really embarrassed, (well, I am still embarrassed) I now feel quite good, in an optimistic, calm sort of way. I always do. Now it is all about next time, and it is so easy to envision myself about 5 months from now, calm, composed and in control, going to exams and passing them. But it is not going to be like that. What I need to envision is me going sick with dread (of not knowing what I am asked..) and doing it even though I am convinced I will not be able to answer even one question. That is what I need to work on.

Jumpin' back on the horse

At least that is the plan. Last exam tomorrow at ten. For now. My new mantra is "I want to become a doctor". It has been working these past few days. I am also drinking vast quantities of Rescue Remedy. I just want this to be OVER. Like if I could just skip ahead 24 hrs. Please? Universe? I am so fed up with all this worrying, and yes: the only one who can change is me.

Litterature

I have just finished The elegance of the hedgehog, and my brain is full of words about beauty and tea-ceremonies and old Paris turn-of-the-century buildings.. Far better than bio estadistics I must say. The book is enthusiasticly recommended! Not so with the monk-ferrari book. It has stuff in it, helpfull stuff, and the fable of the lighttower and the sumo warrior is visual and simple, but the actual story, the conversation between the monk and his diciple makes me shudder and cringe. It is awful, stilted and childish. So there.

Summer passed by in a second, in between working, studying and going on a twoo week holiday to the north. Beautiful. It is an area for thinking and sitting by the seasite listening to the waves and the seagulls and there is sun 24 hrs, that sort of feeds the mind and body..