"I never feel as good than when I'm in my armchair with a book in my hands."
Peace. Ida
mandag 29. desember 2008
lørdag 20. desember 2008
The Truth and Fake Friends
I keep telling both myself and everyone else,who bothers to listen that I want the truth and nothing but the truth. I mean, if someone can't stand me then I would like to know why and maybe I could change or we could just stop pretending to like each other and quit hanging out. I'm tired of fake friends, tired of being used and back stabbed again and again. Tired of having people around me who I know doesn't like me or have talked crap behind my back.
But when you finally get hold of the truth, what do you do with it? Do you face the people who a while back made you seem like a dork? Do you just keep it inside of you, lock it in a chest deep inside your heart and avvoid your so-called-friends? OR do you ignore it, pretend like nothing happened that day and that nobody told you? Honestly I don't know anymore. Because when somebody tells you about back stabbing friends who talked crap about you and your secrets for over six months ago does it really matter? Isn't it a little too late to act, to defend yourself? And defending yourself from the other side of the world is not that easy either now, is it?
You might wonder when I stopped being a fake friend, a back stabber, and yeah, I admit it. I was one of "them". But the difference is, I changed. They didn't.
A while back my mom told me that people change when they grow up, that they realize how stupid it is to talk behind others back. I needed to hear that, but now I am not so shure it is true. At least not about everyone. Maybe most people, but not all. But then again not everybody grows up.
Peace Ida.
But when you finally get hold of the truth, what do you do with it? Do you face the people who a while back made you seem like a dork? Do you just keep it inside of you, lock it in a chest deep inside your heart and avvoid your so-called-friends? OR do you ignore it, pretend like nothing happened that day and that nobody told you? Honestly I don't know anymore. Because when somebody tells you about back stabbing friends who talked crap about you and your secrets for over six months ago does it really matter? Isn't it a little too late to act, to defend yourself? And defending yourself from the other side of the world is not that easy either now, is it?
You might wonder when I stopped being a fake friend, a back stabber, and yeah, I admit it. I was one of "them". But the difference is, I changed. They didn't.
A while back my mom told me that people change when they grow up, that they realize how stupid it is to talk behind others back. I needed to hear that, but now I am not so shure it is true. At least not about everyone. Maybe most people, but not all. But then again not everybody grows up.
Peace Ida.
mandag 15. desember 2008
PostSecrets.com
People lie too much.
People go around the truth too much.
People should speak up more.
People should be more generous.
People are too shy.
People are too afraid too be themselves.
People would be happier if they dared to live.
People should hug more.
People should kiss more.
People should appreciate more.
People should love more.
Peace. Ida.
søndag 14. desember 2008
torsdag 11. desember 2008
My U.S.A dream
I just realized something today, so I decided to share it with you, guys. So what I realized was that I fulfilled my dream in the age of 17. Yeah. Amazing, huh?...That's what I thought too.. So let's see. When I was in 8th grade my biggest dream was to go to America for an exchange year and guess what? Four years later I'm in America, having the greatest time of my life being an exchange student.
I remember my last year in Norway. I remember getting letters in the mail preparing me for this. I remember having one goal; to get good enough grades to be accepted. Babysitting after hours imagining about my future host family, dreaming about my arrival on the airport in Phoenix, picturing my future friends, my future "brothers" and "parents"..You have no idea what so ever how intensely I wanted this. Every time I went through something that sucked the air out of me or just really messed me up inside I would convince myself to calm down, to just keep my mind straight. Focusing on where I was going in a short time. And as the day for my departure came closer I got more and more pumped and excited. There were times when I just wanted to scream and jump and dance and laugh and cry all at the same time. I would go for a run to get it out, I would go and play golf, just do something, anything to get my energy out. To not explode with all this energy and adrenaline that was pumping through my veins.
And now, when I am here, I catch myself actually being here, you know? Speaking English and having conversations I rehearsed back in Norway. Hanging out with friends at the mall, going grocery shopping at Fry's, buying soda and slushies at Circle K and eating starbursts, skittles and what not in class. It's like some freaky never-ending dream. And that's the thing. I never want it to end. I mean i really love my family, my friends and MY Norway, but I love this too. I love being "the Norwegian chic with the awesome accent". "The exchange student who get all A's" or "the Mexican guy's girlfriend, you know, the Norwegian exchange student?"
Back to my "realization"...so yeah. I know that you are kinda supposed to use like years on make your dreams come true, but I guess you get some easy. When people asked me what I was dreaming about, my "goal" in life I guess, I would say to go to America, to be an exchange student. And then they would say; "..and after that?" And I would stare at them as if they just turned into some purple, fat elephant with big angel wings. Just for the record, I never answered that part, because I don't really know. I mean, I just got my dream fulfilled, what else can I ask for?
That's all for now. Peace Out. Ida
I remember my last year in Norway. I remember getting letters in the mail preparing me for this. I remember having one goal; to get good enough grades to be accepted. Babysitting after hours imagining about my future host family, dreaming about my arrival on the airport in Phoenix, picturing my future friends, my future "brothers" and "parents"..You have no idea what so ever how intensely I wanted this. Every time I went through something that sucked the air out of me or just really messed me up inside I would convince myself to calm down, to just keep my mind straight. Focusing on where I was going in a short time. And as the day for my departure came closer I got more and more pumped and excited. There were times when I just wanted to scream and jump and dance and laugh and cry all at the same time. I would go for a run to get it out, I would go and play golf, just do something, anything to get my energy out. To not explode with all this energy and adrenaline that was pumping through my veins.
And now, when I am here, I catch myself actually being here, you know? Speaking English and having conversations I rehearsed back in Norway. Hanging out with friends at the mall, going grocery shopping at Fry's, buying soda and slushies at Circle K and eating starbursts, skittles and what not in class. It's like some freaky never-ending dream. And that's the thing. I never want it to end. I mean i really love my family, my friends and MY Norway, but I love this too. I love being "the Norwegian chic with the awesome accent". "The exchange student who get all A's" or "the Mexican guy's girlfriend, you know, the Norwegian exchange student?"
Back to my "realization"...so yeah. I know that you are kinda supposed to use like years on make your dreams come true, but I guess you get some easy. When people asked me what I was dreaming about, my "goal" in life I guess, I would say to go to America, to be an exchange student. And then they would say; "..and after that?" And I would stare at them as if they just turned into some purple, fat elephant with big angel wings. Just for the record, I never answered that part, because I don't really know. I mean, I just got my dream fulfilled, what else can I ask for?
That's all for now. Peace Out. Ida
søndag 7. desember 2008
"Fear Nothing" by Dean Koontz
This is not written by me. It's from the book I'm reading Fear Nothing by Dean Koontz. (By the way, if my dad reads this I really recommend that author for you if you haven't read all of his books already..;)
"Is this really a wise strategy for living? Insisting that most of life isn't to be taken seriously. Relentlessly viewing it as a cosmic joke. Having only four guiding principles: one, do as little as possible; two, be there always for your friends; three, be responsible for yourself and ask nothing of others; four, grab all the fun you can. Put no stock in the opinions of anyone but those closest to you. Forget about leaving a mark on the world. Ignore the greatest issues of your time and thereby improve your digestion. Don't dwell in the past. Don't worry about the future. Live in the moment. Trust in the purpose of your existence and let meaning come to you instead of straining to discover it. When life throws you a hard punch, roll with it-but roll with laughter. Catch the wave, dude."
Peace Out. Ida.
"Is this really a wise strategy for living? Insisting that most of life isn't to be taken seriously. Relentlessly viewing it as a cosmic joke. Having only four guiding principles: one, do as little as possible; two, be there always for your friends; three, be responsible for yourself and ask nothing of others; four, grab all the fun you can. Put no stock in the opinions of anyone but those closest to you. Forget about leaving a mark on the world. Ignore the greatest issues of your time and thereby improve your digestion. Don't dwell in the past. Don't worry about the future. Live in the moment. Trust in the purpose of your existence and let meaning come to you instead of straining to discover it. When life throws you a hard punch, roll with it-but roll with laughter. Catch the wave, dude."
Peace Out. Ida.
tirsdag 2. desember 2008
Christmas in Arizona-let's state the obvious; NO SNOW
So...December huh..? White snow, icy windows, cloudy sky and a bunch of thick woollen clothes to stay warm walking to the bus. That's basically what December reminds me of. And of course the snowball-in-the-neck-part. You can't live without it, because what is funnier than stuffing your friend's or sister's sweater with cold snow. Nothing beats that, the whole revenge part..let's just say, I can still outrun my sister. My friends on the other hand..hmm..I guess I had it coming.
Wait, did I forget something, oh yeah... Christmas, baby! Gifts, lights, threes and our beloved Santa Claus! The love of giving, and the joy of getting..And the what-to-wish-for-without-sounding-too-spoiled-part. *cough cough* I mean, is it really too much to ask? Ipod Touch, IPhone, a Apple computer, some wicked good camera (water resistant please), a couple of DVDs, a bunch of CD's, yeah and a trip to some tropic island or maybe just skiing in the Alps, or you know what? Just hand over a couple of grand and I'll be good. Wait, throw in a car, because I can drive in a year so just some random new, expensive, good-looking Lamborghini to cruise in would not be too bad. I think that was it..hmm...yeah and make the lamborghini yellow! ...It hink there is more..hang on..yeah. No. That was all. For now, and if you forget anything, you'll always have next year right?! Or even better, New Years Eve! *cough cough* my birthday is in May..the 13th..actually to be more specific..*cough cough*
So what is the problem, what is keeping me from this perfect Christmas..hmm..just let me think for a second and I'll tell you..hold on, I got it, wait for it. Wait for it..Oh yeah! I'm in Arizona and guess what? They don't have snow. That kinda ruins everything for me.. And one more thing, you know how Christmas is all about being with the ones you appreciate and love, here we go again; I'm in Arizona and guess what? My family and my friends are in some distant, tiny country in Europe. Yeah..so what happened to Christmas spirit again? I forgot.
The lights are up outside, just as colorful and sparkling as always. We just put together the Christmas three so our real-looking fake Christmas three just got a star on top (lucky bastard..I want a star ...add that to my list..thanks.) So put on your Christmas t-shirt, the cheap-looking pair of pants you just bought at Wal Mart's Thanksgiving sale and your flip flops and we will be ready for anything!
Peace Out. Ida.
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