The view outside the living room window
a few weeks ago
Spring has finally arrived
and we can eat breakfast
semi-outside
Mmm, clogged arteries
University of Oslo
campus
I'm well into my final round at the University of Oslo. Workin' hard to wrap up my second good-for-nothing degree, before I'll be packing my stuff and heading for yet another one of Oslo's educational institutions - it's time to learn a real trade for a change. Luckily I'm only 23 and still a baby, and there's certainly worse ways I could have wasted four years of my life on.
"Don't you dare put ugly photos of me on Facebook
- I'll sue you"
(She won't say 'disinherit' 'case there's nothing
to inherit in the first place)
Mom hates all of the photos I take of her, saying that
I make her look old,
like it's a conspiracy
I went to see my momma the other day.
I'm bored, so I've started going to the gym again - attending classes and shit - so I had to go dig out some of my sporty outfits that I've kept hidden at my storage at my mom's house for ages - I haven't broken a sweat in one and a half years! And ironically, I've never looked more fit.
Until now.
I figured, considering all of the crap I eat, it's time to get back to the gym.
The downside is that my body has a rather unfavorable reaction to working out - in no time I gain muscle tissue and start to look all bulky and veiny, and shit - not very attractive. But hey, at least I'm maintaining the image hinted in this blog's title.
I try to stick to cardio-workouts, though, but it's hell.
Ha Mok Pla - Fish curry wrapped in banana leaf, yum!!
Mom still misses Snowball
terribly,
still talking to him like he's there
He's burried in the small garden patch
outside the front door,
I forgot to take a photo
Mom said she'd had her own little ceremony,
throwing a few coins and placing an orchid
on top of the grave she'd dug out of the ice-hard
dirt, burried under a couple of feet of snow
I can just picture it,
lil' Thai momma
But she seems fine and has even
ordered a trip for herself to Iceland!
Vietnamese sweet sesame pastry
stuffed with sweet yellow mung bean
- pretty grosse
Yesterday I got to celebrate the birthdays of two of my most near and dear colleagues, Trine and Tulla.
They had invited a small group of friends to a grand dinner party at their house, with fancy homemade hors d'oeuvres and stuff. I felt really honored and happy to having been invited to the shindig, and I had an awesome time!
Trine and her sister
prepping the salad
Trine and Tulla
and their son, Santos
- whom is currently vacationing
at his grandparent's house
Nifty table cards
- with photos;
in case the alcohol intake made you turn
illiterate some time during the evening,
you'd still be able find your spot at the table
Trulla's
youngest one,
Sophie
Tulla & Sophie
Yay!!
