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Tori Amos is love (translated)

Translated from Mari Datura:

It’s now been five years since I discovered this wonderful lady, and I love introducing others to her. Here are some of my favourite songs (one from each album), and I hope you have the time to listen to them. Some of them are live versions, others recordings; I picked the one I liked best.

Little Earthquakes: Winter
When you gonna love you as much as I do?

Under The Pink: Bells For Her
Can’t stop loving
can’t stop what is on its way

Boys For Pele: Doughnut Song
And if I’m hanging on to your shade
I guess I’m way beyond the pale

From The Choirgirl Hotel: Spark
She’s convinced she could hold back a glacier
But she couldn’t keep baby alive

To Venus And Back: Datura
Get out of my garden

Scarlet’s Walk: Virginia
The thing that he loves
he will change
from her sunrise

The Beekeeper: Toast
I hear you laugh
and beg me not to dance

American Doll Posse: Beauty Of Speed
Smacked up side of the head
with the harsh of daylight
So simple last evening
The beauty of speed

Colourblind (translated)

I’m not sure I’ll be able to do this with every entry, but I thought it’d be an easy way to stop myself from blogging here completely.

Translated from Mari Datura:

This is a somewhat odd colour combination, that I can’t help loving. Long-sleeved top and jeans from H&M, shoes from Din Sko, and top from Ichi. The snow is from crystallised vapour in the atmosphere, and we’ve gotten tons of it lately.

Just so you know, I feel slightly embarrassed posing for my self-timer. I would however feel ten times as embarrassed if I had to ask Cecilie (whom I live with) to take the picture. She started wondering what I was doing, by the way, running up and down the stairs with my camera.

Now she’s playing this song, which is one of the most beautiful things I know:

Public service announcement, I guess

Hi, I haven’t fallen off the face of the planet.

Actually, my updating of this blog has always been slow, so no one probably noticed my absence.

Anyway. I’ve recently started blogging in my native tongue. And now I’m unsure whether I’ll be able to keep two blogs. Especially as I’ve discovered that I find it much easier to write in Norwegian than in English.

I’ll try, though, because I’m very fond of this blog.

My sense of humour sucks

Seen on campus:

They are flyers for the pharmacists’ analogue to Doctors Without Borders. I’m sure they do an awesome job, but that acronym never fails to make me giggle.

On new classes (and stress)

Hi there, new semester! My stress level at the thought of new classes, labs and exams is surprisingly low at the moment, but I’m afraid it’ll build up soon. First lab day is on the fifth of February, and I’m anticipating some minor panic attacks over having to write laboratory logs every other week. Oh, well, I’ve begun to get used to that by now.

This semester, I’ve decided to spend more time with friends, exercise more (it helps both my mood and the previously mentioned stress level) and, just, do more of the things I like. Last semester sort of drowned in studying, or stress over lack of studying, and I don’t want that happening again.

It helps that one of my classes this semester is quickly turning into my favourite ever, and that’s even before the lectures have started. It’s called “Molecular Driving Forces”, and I know that doesn’t exactly sound like fun, but I’ve always been interested in why things happen. In this subject, it’s all about the whys: why diffusion, pressure, elasticity, etc… happen. I just hope my lack of advanced maths knowledge won’t be a problem. The (awesome) textbook has a lot of “Math Tool Kits”, but those chapters aren’t on the syllabus, and I’m not that good a student that I read outside what I have to.

In other news, I decided that this was the semester I would colour my lab coat red, a long standing plan of mine. But then the washing machine decided to go on strike. As I was trying to colour the coat. It came out looking like I’d killed someone, and after an attempt to bleach it, it’s now spotted pink. Which is not a look I want to sport. So I’m currently hoping my boyfriend will let me use his washing machine to colour it again. And if Murphy decides to rear his ugly head once more, I’m going to punch him in the face.

Bunny meme

Adastra tagged me: “According to splitbrain, the world would be a better place if there were just more bunnies in it, so he encouraged a few bloggers to draw a bunny and post it on their blogs.”

My bunny is clear proof that I really should stick to science, rather than art.

The wonky colours are the result of me taking a picture of the drawing, rather than scanning it.

Anyway, the rules for the meme are:

• Draw a Bunny (or several)
• Post it to your blog with the rules
• Name three other bloggers that should draw a bunny

I hereby tag Kaylee, Regine and Wendy.