Remember white dreams never fade and flowers grow in dead places
I can feel you now
Climber, reach, I’m waiting at the top

1. august.
On our way into the Pegasus plain from Kristiansand, Norway to Antalya, Turkey.

When we arrived, we put our bags in our rooms and then we ran into the waves.^^

White as snow, me and Nikki (my room-mate) celebrating our arrival with the local produced beer Efes pilsen. Beloved. <3

When Nikki first met Ahmed.

Me and Nikki got ourselves free sex on the beach drinks^^ And I put way to much hairspray in my hair.

More pics to come.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
still life.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won’t catch me around here)
Blood and tears,
They were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it’s all for the best? Ah of course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.
You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you.
You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit.

You don’t care a bit.
You don’t care a bit.
You don’t care a bit.
You don’t care a bit.
You don’t care a bit.

Stop following me
For I’m not worthy
Don’t play this game with me
My inwardly treasury
A shorter eternity/A stronger identity

Hey pain
Might I have this dance with you
Close my eyes before you burn me into the bones
I wish for anything but to see
My feet scratching the ground

Stop following me
For I’m not worthy
Don’t play this game with me
My inwardly treasury
A shorter eternity/A stronger identity

Lookie! I got myself a pair of very blue jeans today. I love them already.

I should blog more diary-like stuff and I intend to from now on. I’ve experienced so much. There’s almost to much to tell.
I’ll tell some. First, here’s a shot from the premiere of Pirates Of The Carribean : At World’s End. We celebrated with a couple of beers before we left. It’s just a fascinating picture, captured by Monty. I’m the one at the left, Lena’s the one at the right. It’s not hard to see that we’re both ready for Jack Sparrow, and ah, Monty as well.

The three of us went to the Slottsfjell music festival in Tønsberg, Norway some days ago. I’ll allways keep those memories. We camped nearby some punkers. They called their tent place “Camp Ottar”. Strange people, really. I mean, at first I liked them a lot. But after a while they prooved themselves to have absolutely no respect for properties and anything owned by others. I just don’t get the point in destroying stuff for others to clean up if it’s not meant as some sort of revenge. Yes, destroying might be fun at the moment one’s doing it, but personally I get bad conscience afterwards. Bah, I still like them a bit, for their surprisingly nice hospitality. Monty and Lena went wild and kissed seven boys each and three girls! I only kissed the leader of Camp Ottar, Henrik. Anyways, we saw many great bands! I have to say, Zeromancer was without doubt the best concert:

Haha. All those funny guys I bump into. This is Henrik:

Our legs might speak for themselves.

I almost forgot to mention the The Who – concert! Two hours underneath harsh rain. I got a cold. It was worth it. See me there? Laughing of joy in the front, number two from the left.

After the concert I met a beautiful young half french guy named Bagpipe Simon. He became my friend. He still is. Here he is. Staring at my non-existing boobs. Silje shot us.

Oh- and btw, check out my pics.

I promise to become a better blogger. In these days I work at a hotel called Quality hotel in Kristiansand. I’m one of the leaders for children activities. Sometimes it’s fun and sometimes it’s very hard work indeed. But so far, so good, except from delayed salary. Sunday Even will make me dinner. Monday Monty arrives at my place. Wednesday I’m off to Turkey.

I’m happy!

Hello, I’ve seen my shadow
Giving birth
To a new me

Be silent
So I can hear my hear
The only rythm
Of who I am

Read me
Am I the one
Writing the book of my life

I’m in a box of rain
During green daylights and silver nightfalls
Gleams of light and drops of water
Lifting me high
Sway

And you stare at her crimson hair
Sparkling in the dark
How come you were there
Melting into that spark

I’m dancing as I’m fading
She’s just atoms in the air
My footsteps are drawing
A map leading to me if you care/dare

We’ll make an eternity out of this moment
This is not the last time I’ll find myself
Hypnotized by you
We’re immortal
Close your eyes, breath the minutes
Every second I’m still here, my love

He used to wake her up
By whispering sweet words
But she didn’t open her eyes
Before he sang
They used to wake up
Wake up, wake up, my love