It took me almost two years, but I finally feel like Canada is my home country too. It's weird, having two homes, but it's kinda nice as well. It means I have people I love in both places, different though they are, and that I lead two parallel lives that are equally awesome. Montreal-Martine is more laid back than Oslo-Martine, but she's also a ( Read more... )

I knew I was on my way home the moment I heard two Norwegians talking in Heathrow airport. They complained about the prizes of passports and how everything was too expensive in Norway. Then I got off the plane in Oslo, another couple complained about the state of the stairs. And finally, when I tried smiling to the security guards, brainwashed by ( Read more... )

If I had spent my entire trip here in California, I don't think I'd even want to leave and go back to Norway. I love it here. I'd just import all the people I love from Norway and stay here forever. Afterall, the first time I decided which college I was going to go to, I chose Stanford (I was about 11, and I wanted to be an astronaut). Alas, I do ( Read more... )

I'm soon to be going home. Sad, since my last two weeks here in the US have been absolutely amazing. Good, because I think this school year is going to be really exciting. I've decided to try and live off the student loan alone when I get home. It'll be tight, but I will have a lot of time to catch up with all the schoolwork I haven't been doing ( Read more... )