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10 tips to save more money

Category: Life, according to me // 16.08.2017 at .22:25 o' clock // No comments

Money, money, money - that's all people seem to talk about most of their lives. They either have too much and enjoy bragging about it, or they have too little and suffer because of it. Most of us are somewhere in between: we get to eat 3 times a day and pay our bills, but we find ourselves wishing we could afford a fancier car or a bigger house. Here's my ten tips on how to save more money.

01 You can get food at 50% off if it expires the next day. Stock up and freeze it.
02 Make, and bring, your own lunch to work / school.
03 Walking / biking saves you a lot of gas money.
04 Never buy a piece of clothing just because it's on sale.

05 Buy directly from China. Most of the items (not including food) you buy here have a 'made in china' label on them. Clothes, toys, sunglasses, bags.. Things like that. That's because the products are sold from China to resellers in Norway, USA, England, basically everywhere. It's common practice, at least here in Norway, to add an extra zero to the price. A toy that would cost you 2 NOK ($0.26) in China would cost 20 NOK ($2.53) in Norway. A piece of clothing that would cost 20 NOK in China ($2.53), are sold by H&M for 200 NOK ($26), and so on. By buying directly from China, for example through eBay, you'll save a lot of money.
06 Get a free membership wherever possible. Supermarkeds and gas station usually offer a membership discount.

You can get a designer bag for (almost) a reasonable price by buying second hand.

08 Work out at home instead of getting a gym membership.

09 As long as there's daylight, you don't need to use lamps. Unless you live in a house where there are no, or very few, windows.

10 Learn how to cook.


It runs in the family

Category: Story of my life // 15.08.2017 at .12:42 o' clock // One comment

I once heard that all it takes for some parents to consider having another baby, is seeing a toddler. Looking back at old baby pictures, or seeing some stranger hold their little girl or boy's hand in the supermarket. I'm a lot like that, but with animals. I see an animal, and I instantly consider having another one, even though I know, in the back of my mind, that I really shouldn't.

I already have four grown cats, but when my boyfriends mother invited us over for dinner on sunday and I saw these little beauties, my head started thinking.. Wouldn't it be nice to have a little kitten running around the apartment? It's just one more. We have room for one more, right?

Luckily, I also have something called common sense. I know I shouldn't have another one. So I won't.

I think it runs in my family. My grandma Lily was a cat person. She and grandpa always welcomed stray cats into their home. As a little girl I loved that and would always go around their house looking for cats and try to befriend the new, shy ones. My dad used to have a handful of cats as well. Not nearly as many as grandma, but still a handful. 

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Look for anything but your perfect match

Category: Life, according to me // 14.08.2017 at .18:41 o' clock // 2 comments


When looking for a new friend or lover, don't go looking for your perfect match.

Instead, look for someone who's different.

If you always surround yourself with people who are just like yourself, that's all you'll ever know.

People who are always surrounding themselves with things they're already familiar with, things that are safe, that they know they'll like, will never grow. They'll be like trees; stuck in one place.

Life's so much more than just your version of it.

Find yourself a person who's different, and let them influence you with their personality. Let them take you places you've never even considered going, and let them choose that one movie on netflix that you've scrolled past a billion times because it looks boring. Let them take you to concerts and listen to bands you've never heard of and genres of music you've never even liked. Give them some money and let them buy you something they'd want you to wear.

Because, who knows? You might be surprised.

Surprised by how good that movie turned out to be, or how the lyrics in that one song seems to describe you perfectly. Surprised by how nice that place was, or how sexy you felt in the outfit they picked out for you, even if you'd never consider buying any of those pieces when shopping by yourself.

You might end up finding new favorites

in things you'd never even consider giving a chance

if it weren't for that person who came into your life,

opened your eyes,

and gave you a whole new perspective on things.


I refuse to be an energy vampire

Category: Personal // 14.08.2017 at .12:30 o' clock // No comments

In modern times, where people tend to self diagnose a lot and use these diagnoses as a way of getting sympathy and attention, having a real diagnosis or two can be challenging. I, myself, was diagnosed - may I add; by a professional - with post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and social anxiety not too long ago. It would only be natural for people to wonder: am I turning into one of 'those people'? Am I gonna be someone who wears my diagnoses high and proud and try to create this whole 'PTSD-Jessica' personality where I sit on social media and complain about my life being a living hell, and how I'm just a victim of society?

The short and simple answer to that question is no. I refuse to be one of those people who enters a room and suck all the happiness out of it. I refuse to be "poor Jessica", the girl with all the issues. I don't want to be that annoying person who's always complaining about life being unbearable. The one people eventually will start to avoid because it's just so depressing being around her. I think we've all met some people fitting that description, and although they might be nice people, and we feel sorry for them, they're just not pleasant to be around.

In case you guys didn't know, there's actually a word for those kinds of people. They're called energy vampires. Because instead of sucking your blood like a normal vampire, they drain you of your energy. I, for one, refuse to be an energy vampire.

One thing my psychiatrist told me, that I found very interesting, is that the diagnoses shows themselves in different ways. No two people with PTSD or social anxiety are the same. The diagnoses shows itself in certain ways, that are unique for every person. While some people with social anxiety will find it challenging to go to the mall or anywhere there are lots of people, others, like me, really enjoys those kind of things but will instead find it hard and unpleasant to pay for things and communicate with the cashier. With that in mind, I thought it'd be a good idea to tell you exactly how my diagnoses portray themselves in my case.


I find it difficult to order (or pay for) things face to face.

I have some serious issues picking up, or making, phonecalls.

  Videochats? I just can't.

I can't speak foreign languages (such as english) if there are Norwegians in the room / house / apartment. Funny enough, I have no problem speaking english in front of americans or any non-scandinavian person.

I can't work out in front of people, use the vacuum cleaner, show emotions, dance, write (or type on my laptop) or sing in front of people. Fun fact; I have absolutely no problem doing any of those things if I'm playing a character. I used to do some acting back in my younger days. But as me, the real person, I can't do those things.

I sometimes get so nervous socializing that I get physically sick. Like headaches, stomach cramps, all kinds of bad things.

  When I get stressed out, my brain just blanks out and I can't function. So naturally, I could never work as a cashier (which I had to find out the hard, embarrassing way when I was seventeen).


I have re-occuring nightmares at least twice a week about things that have happened in my past.

If I hear certain names I might have an instant, mental breakdown.
I have flashbacks, both images and sounds, that can ruin my entire day.

  There are places I can never visit without getting totally fucked up. The house I grew up in used to be one of those places. The very first time I went home alone after moving out as a nineteen year old, I had a mental breakdown the very same day and my then-boyfriend had to come get me. I was 23 at the time.

I find it unpleasant to walk anywhere near the road by myself after dark, due to things that happened in my past. I actually feel safer walking in the woods in pitch black darkness.

  Certain voices can make my heart skip a beat.

I don't feel safe around people with knives. Even if they're just cutting vegetables. Once again, because of things that happened in the past.

I always have to check my bedroom window before going to bed, to see if there's anyone out there.


But I'm still a happy person who loves shopping, travelling, partying and a little bit of attention. Who speaks her mind and feel confident looking different. Who's not bothered by people staring at me. Unless, of course, I'm doing certain things mentioned above.


How to make life great again

Category: Life, according to me // 13.08.2017 at .13:16 o' clock // One comment

I love the 21st century. Yet, at the same time, I find it very depressing. Sure it's fun to watch a movie or spend some time on social media once in a while, but I just can't shake the feeling that I'm wasting my time. That I should be enjoying my youth intead of spending it sitting in my own living room staring into a screen of some sorts. After all, isn't that the kind of things we should be doing when we are old and our legs no longer work without the help of a walker?

01 Get a pen pal. Preferably a family member that lives far away. Instead of calling them on skype or texting them on facebook, write them an actual letter and send it in the mail. Ask them to write you back. Try to write each other once a week / month. Not only is it a great way of connecting with your family members on a deeper level, but even to this day, recieving a hand written letter from someone you care about, just feels more personal than a quick text or a call.

02 Dates these days tend to be shallow. Most people just text each other their adress and meet up for some netflix and chill. Next time, make it a picnic. Put on your sundress, pack some goodies (bread, butter, all that usual stuff, maybe even some cupcakes) and go to the park, or somewhere else, and have an actual date. Most people think of this as a summer activity only, but  if you change your clothing, you can do picnic dates all year round.

03 Speaking of picnic dates; it doesn't have to be during the day. Get out in the middle of the night and head for the hills. Do some star gazing, and wait for the sun to rise. Bring your camera.

04 Go camping. In tents.

05 Go somewhere new. I know that if you're unemployed you probably can't afford to just pack your bags and buy a ticket to Spain. But that doesn't mean you have to stay home. Book a hotel room in another state or town, and see what it has to offer. Probably a lot more than you originally thought. 

06 Don't have any friends? On facebook you do! So why not throw yourself a party and invite them?

07 Dare to be yourself. From my "whisper" days (it's an app where people share secrets anonymously), I remember a lot of people saying they love halloween because it's the one day a year when they can truly be themselves without people judging them. That's sad. That's really, really sad. Especially because the people they fear judgment from are, in fact, just people. People who are no better, and no worse, than you. People who, just like you, fear judgment from other people. Don't force yourself to put up a mask and pretend to be something you feel like isn't really you, just to please other people. Pardon my french, but fuck that shit. Be yourself. Even if that means walking around with fangs and red contacts in July. Don't ever let the fear of being different keep you from expressing your inner self. Because until you're living life as yourself, you're not living at all. What a waste it would be, to die, without having ever truly lived. 

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Be the change

Category: Personal // 12.08.2017 at .02:29 o' clock // No comments

random names pop into my head.
So I search them up on facebook,
and stalk their profile for a few minutes,
just to see if they're okay.

a mouse or an insect enters my home.
So I pick it up,
and carry it outside.

I get overwhelmed by memories.
Faces and places,
things I've said and done.
So I take my time to text people,
and apologize for things I said ten or twelve years ago.
For things I did,
or for things that may or may not have hurt them.

The people whose names pop into my head,
will never know I saw them,
that I stalked them on facebook,
that they were on my mind.
But that's okay,
they don't need to know;
as long as they're safe.

I watch over them,
not because I owe them anything,
not because I know them,
but because at one point,
when I was all alone,
all I wanted was someone to see me.

When I save an insect or a mouse,
I often have people asking me why.
Don't I know that these are pests,
or just worthless beings?
But I remember a time,
when I was the one they called a pest,
and I was the one being treated
like my existence didn't matter.

I apologize to people,
for things they probably don't even remember,
and I do it,
because I wish someone would apologize to me,
for hurting me
all those years ago.

I am not a better person than anyone,
but I'm trying.
Because experience has taught me
that you can't make the people of the world change,
you can only change yourself
and hope that one day,
the rest will follow.

Treat people like you want to be treated,
and be the change you wish to see.
And if once you were treated badly,
be the person you used to wait for.
Be the hand you wanted to hold,
or the guardian angel you wish you had.
Be there for someone else,
because no one was there for you,
and you know how much that hurt.


Finally a foundation for super pale people

Category: beauty // 11.08.2017 at .15:20 o' clock // 3 comments

If you're white - literally white - finding a foundation that matches your skin tone can be difficult. In my case, I'm not really white, but I'm pale enough that even the lightest shades of most foundations are still a little bit darker than my skin. I've been searching for a lighter foundation for decades, but all I could find were vampire cosplay makeup, that aren't meant to be worn on a daily basis or for long periods of time.

Eventually I found the foundation pictured above. A color correction foundation by chinese brand Laikou. A color correction foundation aren't meant to be worn like a normal foundation, but mixed with your favorite foundation to lighten it. Putting the Laikou color correction foundation directly on your skin without mixing it up first will still give you a nice, natural, pale look, but it doesn't really have much coverage, and it will start fading in just a few hours. It's not as creamy on the skin as it appears when you pump it out of the bottle, either. If you want a nice coverage that will last on your skin, mix it up with your normal foundation.

What I really like about this color correction foundation is that shade 01 is white. It's literally white. Like snow or a piece of paper. It's also inexpensive, so if you want, you can buy different shades so you can mix up your foundation as seasons change.

Get it here.

Also, if you're concerned about animal testing (because it's from China, after all), read this. I would never recommend animal tested products.





China and animal testing

Category: beauty // 10.08.2017 at .13:42 o' clock // No comments

"I don't mean to be rude but I thought you were against animal testing? Then why are you buying and promoting beauty products from asia when china requires animal testing on all of their beauty products?"

Someone asked me on facebook this morning. As I'm sure she's not the only person wondering what's up with that, I decided to write a blog post about it.

First, I'd like to start this blog post by saying that most of my asian beauty products comes from Japan and South Korea, where animal testing are optional. This means that there are no law requiring animal testing, and at the same time, no law forbidding it. At least not yet. South Korea have pledged to ban all animal testing by 2018.

Of all the asian countries, China is the only country where the law requires mandatory animal testing on all cosmetic products that are manufactured outside of China. This includes:

  • Makeup
  • Perfume
  • Skincare
  • Nail Products
  • Hair Proucts
  • Hair Dye
  • Deodorant
  • Sunscreen
  • Whitening Products

On June 30th 2014, China lifted the animal testing requirement for cosmetics manufactured within the country. What this basically means is that if you own a factory in China, and you make your products there, you can sell them on the chinese market without having them tested on animals first.

Many of the chinese brands, such as Laikou (I will be blogging about their foundations later) are cruelty free.

If you're a big fan of L'oreal, here are some great news for you: L'oreal banned all their animal testing in 1989, and they also own a factory in China. That way L'oreal can still keep their cruelty free policy even though they are selling their cosmetics in China.


When parents are the worst bullies

Category: Life, according to me // 07.08.2017 at .21:56 o' clock // 2 comments

I have very strong opinions, some of which might be considered abnormal or crazy by the general public, and I'm not afraid to share them, be it on social media or in person. I won't keep quiet if provoked, and I don't mind spending hours arguing why I'm right. This has earned me a lot of nasty comments on social media. Some might think that I'm asking for it, because hate is the price you pay for speaking your mind, and I can't say I disagree. I know the consequences of being honest, and I can take whatever bullcrap people throw at me, which is usually men 50+ calling me a "sallad" (how original..) because my name's Jessica Waldorf on facebook, or someone saying that because I look a certain way, I should not be taken seriously.

With that being said, I'll gladly admit that I am concerned. I am concerned with the fact that the majority of mean people on the internet are parents. It worries me that these people, who spend their lives sitting on facebook making fun of my looks and telling me people like me should not be taken seriously, are responsible for teaching young children the difference between right and wrong.

How can you raise a child to be a decent person if you aren't a decent person yourself?

People always talk about how bullying is such a big issue. How children as young as six years old call each other names and laugh at each others flaws. How eight year olds are killing themselves because they're being bullied in school, and what could be done to prevent this from being an issue in the future.

If you are a person in your late 20's, mid 30's, early 40's or anywhere in between, with a kid or plans of having children in the future, you need to grow up a little and stop telling people to kill themselves just because you disagree with something they said. You need to stop using words such as retard, moron, dumb fuck, idiot and other names as an argument or trying to win the discussion by making fun of their looks, their name or their interests. The minute you turn to name calling you're no longer arguing; you're bullying.

The thing that most people don't realize is that children learn from their parents, not by words, but by actions. A good example are children who are born in a home where either the mother, the father or both parents are smokers. In most cases the child itself will grow up to be a smoker, regardless of how many times their parents tell them that smoking is bad. This is because children pay more attention to how you behave than what you say.

With that in mind, dear parents, future parents, or just anyone who's reading this, next time you find yourself having a disagreement with someone:



Home; where the wifi connects automatically

Category: Story of my life // 06.08.2017 at .19:16 o' clock // 2 comments

♪ ♫ Guess who's back; back again? Jessie's back! Tell a friend!  ♪ ♫
(Ten points if you sang this instead of just reading it).

We're back. Home, sweet home. Home, where you have to clean up your own mess, and wash your own towels. Home, where no one makes the bed for you. Home, where you start considering moving into a hotel permanently.

But also: home, where your pets are. Home, where your own bed is. Home, where you can sleep as long as you want, because there's no maid coming to clean your room at 11 o' clock. Home, where you don't have to worry about missing breakfast, because you make it yourself. Home where your fridge and freezer are. Home where your netfix, HBO and popcorntime is. Home, where the wifi connects automatically. 


Hot to save BIG on items you use often

Category: Clothes & accessories // 05.08.2017 at .11:05 o' clock // No comments

We all want to save money where we can, don't we? I know I do. That's why, in this blog post, I'll tell you how you can save a lot of money on items you use frequently.

A PAIR OF SOCKS usually cost $7 (55 NOK ,-) and above here in Norway. By clicking here you can get 10 pairs for $1.72 (13 NOK ,-). They also come in different colors such as black, white, pink, yellow and blue.

RAZOR BLADES are overly expensive here in Norway as well. By clicking here however, you can get four blades for $1.49 (11 NOK ,-). I know the website says they're for male razors, but they will also fit your gillette venus razor. Personally I always use razor blades made for men, simply because they're sharper than women's blades.

COTTON SWABS, or Q-TIPS as they're also called, are actually very cheap here, but like everything else, they're even cheaper online. Why pay more than you have to, right? Get a 100 pack here for $0.99 (7 NOK ,-).

HAIR MASKS tend to be a bit pricey. Luckily you can get 250 ml here for $12 (94 NOK,-).

TAMPONS can be pricey, or they can be very cheap, depending on the brand. While your typical O.B. costs somewhere around $4 (31 NOK ,-), first price tampons smells, looks, works and feels just the same, and are only around $1.01 (9 NOK ,-).




Leaving the country

Category: Story of my life // 04.08.2017 at .14:40 o' clock // No comments

Hey guys! While you're reading this, I'm on my way to Sweden where my boyfriend and I will be staying for a few days.

I'll try to keep my blog updated while I'm gone.


Stop romanticizing abuse!

Category: Life, according to me // 04.08.2017 at .07:43 o' clock // No comments

When she was six years old, a boy pulled her hair.
"it's because he likes you", her parents said.

When she was ten, a boy grabbed her arm and wrestled her to the ground.
"That's just how boys are", teachers explained.

When she was seventeen, a boy smacked her ass in public.
"ooh, he thinks you're hot!", her friends told her.

When she was twenty two, she came to work with a black eye. 
"It's because I love you", her boyfriend claimed.
And she believed him.

After all, how could she not, when all her life, people around her had romanticized abuse?


Here's why you CAN compare animals to people

Category: Life, according to me // 03.08.2017 at .15:17 o' clock // No comments

I've always loved animals. As a child I had countless conversations with people trying to force their speciesism down my throat. People would tell me that you can't compare animals to people, and I would demand they gave me a valid reason. People would lecture me about 'human qualities', and I would tell them that you'd have to be an idiot to believe that those qualities can only be found in human beings. Today I know better than to call people names, but I'm still convinced there's no such thing as 'human qualities'. Why? First off, it doesn't really seem logical. And second, and most importantly; science has proven me right. Here's a few fun, scientific facts about animals that you probably didn't know.

Cows have best friends and get stressed when they are separated.

When male puppies play with female puppies they intentionally let the female puppies win

Rats giggle when you tickle them, but their voices are so high pitched you can't hear them without equipment

When a male penguin finds a female he likes, he proposes to her with a pebble. If she accepts, they stay together for the rest of their lives.

Otters sleep holding hands so they don't float away from each other.

Wolves use facial expressions as a way of communicating

According to scientists, dolphins are more emotionally evolved than humans.

Ravens can remember faces. If you are mean to one, it will warn other ravens about you and try to take revenge.

Dogs laugh often but humans have trouble recognizing it because it sounds just like panting.

Dogs percieve humans differently from themselves, but cats do not. Cats treat humans like they would treat another cat

Where there are wolves, there are ravens. Ravens follow wolves around, simply because they like them. They also prefer to eat with the wolves instead of alone.

Elephants, just like humans, birds in the raven family and monkeys, console one another with gentle touches and trunk strokes when they are upset.

Octopuses (yes, that's the correct term) are so smart that they are given puzzles so they don't get bored in captivity.

  Tigers are one of the the most vengeful animals on the planet and they always take revenge on those who have wronged them.

Elephants and swans can die of a broken heart if their partner dies. They lay down and shed tears until they starve to death.

Dolphins, whales and apes are known to commit suicide when depressed.

Cats hiss because they're imitating the threat of a snake. Most species recognize and fear a snake's hiss and cats imitate this to avoid confrontation. So next time your cat hisses at you, remember that it's not only telling you to back off, it's also pretending to be an animal that can kill you.

If ants encounter a drunk comrade, they will carry him home to sleep it off.

Female dragonflies often fake their own death to avoid having sex.

Because those so called 'human qualities' can be found in the animal kindom as well, the name HUMAN qualities should no longer be used. A better name would be 'earthling qualities', or simply just.. Qualities. 


How to get perfect skin

Category: beauty // 02.08.2017 at .15:15 o' clock // 2 comments

I think every girl who's ever had acne, large pores or redness in her skin are guilty of the whole going to bed with makeup on so your boyfriend won't see how bad your skin really is or setting the alarm early so you can put your 'face' on before he wakes up cause you fear he might reject you or find you ugly if he sees you without makeup thing. Right? So instead of hiding your flaws under a ton of foundation and concealer, how bout we just get rid of them instead?

How do we do that? By taking care of our skin. Always remove your makeup before bedtime, use a night / day cream, never leave your house without sunscreen, and wash your face every morning and evening with a good face wash.

I'm using Etude House's wonder pore deep foaming cleanser (Get it here!) , which is a korean 10-in-1 face wash that...

01 ♥ .. tightens and minimize the appearance of pores (those 'holes' in your skin)
02 ♥ ... controls a large amount of sebum (don't know what that is? This pic explains it).  
03 ♥ ... moisturize the skin inside and outside
04 ♥ ... Contains mint beads that removes dead skin cells
05 ♥ ... Balances your skins ideal PH level.
06 ♥ ... Refine your skin tone
07 ♥ ... Keeps your skin elastic
08 ♥ ... Can be used on sensitive skin
09 ♥ ... Leaves your skin feeling smooth and silky soft
10 ♥ ... Prevents you from having breakouts

Korean people are known for their flawless skin, and while their diet and general life style helps, a lot of it also has to do with their skin care routine and the products they use. Korean beauty products are typically better than ours because they are more effective and has less damaging chemicals in them.




My 7 year old killed someone yesterday

Category: Story of my life // 31.07.2017 at .23:43 o' clock // 2 comments

Minsten caught his first mouse yesterday. He jumpet in the window with something grey in his mouth, dropped it on the floor and just sat there, staring at me with his big eyes. I could tell he was proud. He turned seven on july 25th, and until yesterday he's never shown any interest in catching anything. Not mice. Not spiders. Not birds. Nothing. I guess because Sophie comes home with dead mice and birds at least twice a week, Minsten felt like he had to impress me somehow.

The mouse was still warm when I picked it up. Even through the toilet paper I used to pick it up, I could feel the warmth coming from it's tiny body. At first I thought it was still alive, so I gently poked it to see if there was any reaction. There wasn't.

Knowing Minsten did this to impress me, I picked him up and cuddled him for a minute, telling him he's such a good boy. I know this behavior will only encourage him to do it again, but at the same time, I can't act like he's done something wrong, when the truth is that catching mice and small birds are perfectly natural for a cat. Once he looked the other way, I threw the mouse out. At first I thought of throwing it in the trash, but decided to throw it out the window instead.

As an animal lover it always hurts me to see lives being taken, but at least this way, another hungry animal - such as a fox, a bird or a stray cat - might get a meal out of it.

I know most people will think of me as a weirdo for caring so much about a dead mouse, but that's just part of who I am. I am someone who cares. I am someone who values life, even in it's tiniest form. I am someone who loves this planet and every soul on it. I know I'm not supposed to. I know I'm supposed to think of these small creatures as pests and worthless beings that should be killed and thrown away like garbage; but that's just not who I am.


Spend a day...

Category: thoughts // 30.07.2017 at .18:38 o' clock // No comments

July's coming to an end, but we've still got about four weeks left of summer, so here's a few things you can do before going back to school or work.


Spend a day organizing your pinterest albums. If you're anything like me, they're probably a mess.

Spend a day reminding the people in your life that you value and appreciate them. Call your grandparents. Text your siblings. Show up at your BFF's house and invite them out for lunch. Send a letter to your mom or dad (if they live far away), ++.

Spend a day going through all your clothes and give away clothing you don't want anymore. Give it to your local second hand shop, a homeless person who needs them more than you, or siblings / friends who wants them.

Spend a day watching all those popular movies that everyone's always talking about. Dirty dancing, star wars, Harry Potter, lord of the rings, star trek, the Blair witch project, titanic, avatar, the notebook, the lost boys, interview with the vampire, the fault in our stars, twilight, fifty shades... You probably won't like all of them, but at least now you've seen them. 

Spend a day alone and just think. What are you looking for in a partner? In a best friend? What are your career goals? Dream job? How can you reach your goals? How can you fix your problems? How can you improve yourself? Things like that. Get to know yourself a little. Know what you want, so you won't get confused later.

Spend a day educating yourself on global warming, veganism, animal testing, child labour, poverty, religion, abortion, racism, different diagnoses ++. Even if you don't care about any of it, it's nice to know what the actual facts are. When it comes to veganism; watch cowspiracy on netflix. It'll tell you everything you need to know.

Spend all of your days enjoying the summer!



Dear straight girls (and gay guys)

Category: Life, according to me // 28.07.2017 at .22:19 o' clock // 3 comments

YO IN DA HOOD!, as we used to say back in the days. The more I think about it, the funnier it gets. I'm sure every 90's kid can relate. You had to get off the internet cause your dad had important calls to make. You had to download music through limewire (which took forever) and when you played the song you just downloaded, thinking it would be Beyonce, it turned out to be some indian dude singing. If you downloaded music videos they usually turned out to be amateur porn. Those were the days, eh?

I'm sure teenagers today don't have a clue what I'm talking about, which means; I'm old. Practically a dinosaur. But you know what they say; old people are the wisest. So let me share some of my wisdom (lol) with you. Some I learned the hard way, others are just plain logic. 

Just because he's your boyfriend, doesn't mean you owe him sex.

If a boy says he likes you but he's not ready for a relationship; let him go. Men are natural born hunters; if they want something, they'll chase it. If he's not chasing you, he doesn't really want you.

If a guy says he wants you, but runs to someone else the minute you turn him down, he never really wanted you in the first place. He wanted whoever he could get, not someone in particular.

If you're 13-14 years old and an older guy 18+ gives you attention and wants to be with you, chances are, he's manipulating you. Usually a guy 18+ would go for someone his own age, that he can show off to his buddies, party with, move in with and have an actual future with. When a guy that old goes for someone that young it's usually because teens that young are easier to manipulate due to the fact that they are insecure and have a burning desire to prove that they're not little kids anymore. You'll probably end up accepting a lot more from him, and do at lot more for him, than any partner his age would. Because he can win any fight, and manipulate you to do anything he wants - usually sexual stuff - by saying things like "I didn't know I was dating a baby" and "I thought you were more mature".

If he won't have your relationship on facebook, he's probably hiding something. Like a wife. Don't fall for the "psycho ex" excuse.

Never trust a guy who's always on his phone but takes hours to text you back.

If he's cheating on his partner with you, he'll most likely cheat on you with someone else.

If he constantly mocks you, tells you how much you need him, and makes rules about how you are 'allowed' to dress, who you are 'allowed' to talk to, if he hits you or kicks you, apologizes, promise he won't do it again, and he still does, just walk away. He's never gonna change, and it'll only get worse. Every time you forgive him, every time you stay, he loses a little more respect for you. And some day he won't bother apologizing for the pain he's causing you, or promise it won't happen again. He'll just do it, over and over, and you'll be too weak to care. If he really loved you, he wouldn't treat you like this.

If he cheats on you once, end it. He'll probably do it again.


How I'm becoming immortal

Category: thoughts // 27.07.2017 at .16:02 o' clock // 14 comments

You never really know a person until you're at their funeral. At least that's my experience. While funerals are always sad and heartbreaking, I really like - and it's a weird form of 'liking' because I'm bawling my eyes out in grief - those moments when the speaker (usually a priest) tell us about the deceased. When they give us a short summary of that persons entire life. Where they were born, where they grew up, their first marriage, their first child, things like that. And the additional, personal info, like how they would donate money to different charities, or how they used to text their significant other short poems when they were apart. Things like that, that is usually not talked about. Things you'll never know about a person, until you're at their funeral.

That's the moment when you feel like, for the very first time, you know them on a deeper level. For the first time, you know who they were behind closed doors. Who they were when no one saw them. As you sit there, you come to the realization that every person has their own story. That there are so much, so many thoughts, so many memories, hidden behind their smile. As you sit there, you begin to see them in a whole new light. Because there's so much you never knew. You realize that it wasn't just a person who died, it's a whole story. A story that will never be told again. So many thoughts, so many experiences, so much wisdom, lost forever, hidden inside someone who is now gone.

That's what inspired me to write a book. Not in the hopes of earning any money, but in the hopes that when my time comes, my story won't die with me. It'll be right here, available to anyone who wants to know the real me. Because we all have a story to tell, an experience to share, and wisdom to teach. We all have something that shaped us into the person we are today.

One day I'll get married, and have kids. Grandkids, even. And when my time comes, I want those I leave behind to know that even though my body is six feet under, my eyes can no longer see and my mouth is silenced forever, my story - everything that is me - will be immortalized through words on paper, so I'm never truly gone.  


My new dress is on sale!

Category: Clothes & accessories // 26.07.2017 at .13:49 o' clock // 4 comments

A little over two weeks ago I bought a dress. It didn't arrive until today, and as I went online to find the link so I could share it with you, I noticed that it's now on sale and you can get it for only C$3.79 (NOK 24 ,-). I, personally, paid three times as much for mine. Wish I'd waited. Still, I can't say I'm dissapointed in myself, because it's definitely worth the money either way.

While I love the dress, I think it's important to tell you that it's not actually as long as it looks on the pictures. It's more like a hoodie. At least on me. Probably because I'm a bit curvier than the model. Also, you should move up two sizes because it's asian size, which, generally, are about two sizes smaller than european size. I'm an EU size medium, and bought XL, which fits perfectly.



It has a lot ot stretch.

The material is very thin and comfortable.

  .... Yet it's also very warm, so it'll be the perfect dress / hoodie for fall.

It has a very comfortable, soft kind of fabric on the inside.





Through social media I've come to know a lot of people from all over the world. Most of them don't speak Norwegian. Some of them read my blog regardless. So I wanted to make a blog in a language they could actually understand.