"Er dere forsynt, eller skal jeg hente et sugerør?"
I see I have not updated in five weeks. Has anyone noticed? I sure have not.
The exams are soon coming up, and who knew before the start of this term, that physics is what I feat most. I blame the professor, we all do. Whether the reason is good enough is another matter, but at least I am not alone. I fear I feel too little for math, and then there is ex.phil, which I will not even bother to mention. Next Monday, there is math, then on Saturday of all things is the ex.phil exam, then physics on the following Monday again. No need to say what will be priorotized. My only worry is that I will fail ex.phil, but probably not. Friday is as good a day as any to read that subject. Last, but not least, is geological resources one Monday after that again. But enough said about exams. they just worry me.
The problem is, not much else has happened. The sun has at last decided to shine on Trondheim as wel, bringing with it a bit too nice weather, so it is difficult to sit inside and read. Especially with Mari going on about enjoying it while it lasts, because it definitely will not. This city is so weird.
And I am panicking slightly when it comes to summer job, as I have not even started to think about it. Well, I have in mind sending to e-mails, but I just do not get around to do it. There is so many other, more fun things, to do on the Internet. And just so you know, even though I have not written anything myself, I have been able to keep myself pretty up to date with what others write. Even though I do not comment.
Oh dear, I have been too focused on the three ex.phil.-essays we had to write lately, I keep hitting ctrl+S, terrified of losing everything I have written.
Have I mentioned I am not living alone anymore? That some other guy from Oslo, (I mean, where else can you come from, living here?) decided to appear late on Saturday night? Poor soul, what a fright he must have got when he first came. I had, as you know, been alone basically since Christmas, and well, took my liberties. Physics book wide open on the kitchen table, along with notebook and writing stuff, and a glass of water, an empty plate. Dishes not having been done in quite a while, I mean it was messy. Normally, even though I did live alone, it did not look that bad. Workout clothes letf to dry in the bathroom, cannot have been nice. And I was not home when he arrived. I left at seven p.m., Greger passed by at ten and noticed it was still dark, I came back at eleven, and then everything was dark and quiet. So somewhere between seven and ten or ten or eleven, he must have moved all his stuff in and went to bed. Either, going to bed before ten is rather early, or moving in in less than an hour is as good as impossible. I have noticed later, he has lots of stuff! But yes. He seems nice. Moving back to Oslo at the end of the term as two years in Trondheim is more than enough for him. And I am going to stay here five. This can be interesting.
And I saw a moose a few days ago. I was walking in the woods right behind the student village and there suddenly it was, less than ten meters away. It was rather small, I was first afraid it was a child with an angry mother nearby, but I saw nothing, and the female moose took minimal notice of me. I tried telling her that she should be terrified of me, that she should run away, how could she know I did not intend to shoot her, but she just continued robbing the tree of its few leaves. Stupid animal. Butso pretty! Those so big ears! I cannot remember moose having so enormous ears, but then it has been quite a while since I saw moose last. Or that close up. I think I need for trips in the forest, while I still live here. Maybe there is more wildlife hiding in around the unbelievable steep hills just a few hundred meters away. Because they are steep, those hills, and not just up and down, but up and down and up and down and up and down in all directions all the time. Like San Fransisco. Exercise is good for the health, and as it is soon summer, it is about time.
I was out eating with a friend of mine last night. We sat at the reataurant from half past six to half past ten. The title of this entry is a quotation from the waiter.
The exams are soon coming up, and who knew before the start of this term, that physics is what I feat most. I blame the professor, we all do. Whether the reason is good enough is another matter, but at least I am not alone. I fear I feel too little for math, and then there is ex.phil, which I will not even bother to mention. Next Monday, there is math, then on Saturday of all things is the ex.phil exam, then physics on the following Monday again. No need to say what will be priorotized. My only worry is that I will fail ex.phil, but probably not. Friday is as good a day as any to read that subject. Last, but not least, is geological resources one Monday after that again. But enough said about exams. they just worry me.
The problem is, not much else has happened. The sun has at last decided to shine on Trondheim as wel, bringing with it a bit too nice weather, so it is difficult to sit inside and read. Especially with Mari going on about enjoying it while it lasts, because it definitely will not. This city is so weird.
And I am panicking slightly when it comes to summer job, as I have not even started to think about it. Well, I have in mind sending to e-mails, but I just do not get around to do it. There is so many other, more fun things, to do on the Internet. And just so you know, even though I have not written anything myself, I have been able to keep myself pretty up to date with what others write. Even though I do not comment.
Oh dear, I have been too focused on the three ex.phil.-essays we had to write lately, I keep hitting ctrl+S, terrified of losing everything I have written.
Have I mentioned I am not living alone anymore? That some other guy from Oslo, (I mean, where else can you come from, living here?) decided to appear late on Saturday night? Poor soul, what a fright he must have got when he first came. I had, as you know, been alone basically since Christmas, and well, took my liberties. Physics book wide open on the kitchen table, along with notebook and writing stuff, and a glass of water, an empty plate. Dishes not having been done in quite a while, I mean it was messy. Normally, even though I did live alone, it did not look that bad. Workout clothes letf to dry in the bathroom, cannot have been nice. And I was not home when he arrived. I left at seven p.m., Greger passed by at ten and noticed it was still dark, I came back at eleven, and then everything was dark and quiet. So somewhere between seven and ten or ten or eleven, he must have moved all his stuff in and went to bed. Either, going to bed before ten is rather early, or moving in in less than an hour is as good as impossible. I have noticed later, he has lots of stuff! But yes. He seems nice. Moving back to Oslo at the end of the term as two years in Trondheim is more than enough for him. And I am going to stay here five. This can be interesting.
And I saw a moose a few days ago. I was walking in the woods right behind the student village and there suddenly it was, less than ten meters away. It was rather small, I was first afraid it was a child with an angry mother nearby, but I saw nothing, and the female moose took minimal notice of me. I tried telling her that she should be terrified of me, that she should run away, how could she know I did not intend to shoot her, but she just continued robbing the tree of its few leaves. Stupid animal. Butso pretty! Those so big ears! I cannot remember moose having so enormous ears, but then it has been quite a while since I saw moose last. Or that close up. I think I need for trips in the forest, while I still live here. Maybe there is more wildlife hiding in around the unbelievable steep hills just a few hundred meters away. Because they are steep, those hills, and not just up and down, but up and down and up and down and up and down in all directions all the time. Like San Fransisco. Exercise is good for the health, and as it is soon summer, it is about time.
I was out eating with a friend of mine last night. We sat at the reataurant from half past six to half past ten. The title of this entry is a quotation from the waiter.