Ølbriller = beer goggles


This song is hilarious.

It’s a shame that its in norwegian so most of you won’t understand it, but I’ve taken the liberty of translating the parts of the lyrics that made me smile. It doesn’t flow as well in english as in norwegian, so if you really want to capture the essence, just learn norwegian. Hehe.

Btw, Princess Madaleine is the princess of Sweden.

She was the chick that only every got shit,
The chick that never could get Brad Pitt.
An ugly duckling, no prince charming,
No happy-ever-after, this ain’t a fairytale.

Not so fast, she only got pretty
After the wine made her 90 kilos skinnier
She looked like a man-girl half an hour ago
Now she looks like Britney, can it be the wine?

You scared me at first, but I was thirsty
So I drank you as pretty as Princess Madaleine
Yeah, I have my beer goggles on, my beer goggles on

Shots make her fancy, wine makes her classy
She’s swinging like babe in Dirty Dancing.

She’s an ex-witch, now she wants to have sex,
Beer goggles on? Check. Ready, set…

She was tight, kinda alright but
Later she got hotter than fire
Before she was anything but hot,
Now she’s fucking great, like Cinderella


So you think you can party?

Everyone knows the show So You Think You Can Dance, right?
It’s a pretty awesome show if you ask me. They are all really talented.

Well, one of the night clubs in Bergen is holding a competition next month that builds off the same concept.

The competition is called So You Think You Can Party. The name is pretty self explanatory, but I’ll tell you the details for the hell of it.

You can either be a single participant or a group of participants, and the jist is to throw the best party. The party has to be at the nightclub (very good advertisment for them, migght I add) and is just based on the atmosphere of the party, the number of guests who show up and how much money is made.

The prize is a whopping 30 000 NOK, which is about 5000 USD. Not bad if you ask me.

If I was any good at planning big parties, I would totally participate. The experience alone would most definitely be amazing, and winning would be doubly awesome.

Its going to be an interesting couple of weeks when the parties start happening. I totally can’t wait!

Band Night!

Waaah! Last night we had the most awesome night! Project W, Doby Mick and the Bridds were playing at Verftet as part of a battle of the bands type festival in Europe. The atmosphere was amaaaazing! The music was awesome. The people we were wicked talented.

There were only 2 sucky parts of the night. The very expensive beer. It was about 12 dollars a glass. And some of the other bands were just plain scary. They were all really heavy metal, with all there screaming, head banging and moshing. It scared the shit out of me. And to top it all off, once I started to get used to the screaming and stuff, the singer of one band just threw his guitar on the ground and jumped out at the crowd, like right at me and my friend! No one was expecting that so he kind of just fell, but not before I had a heart attack. Never again will I go to a metal concert, or at least I won’t stand so close to the stage.

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The 909

Spencer Pratt is an idiot for coming up with this new idea for a reality show in the 909. I’m embarrassed to say that this is my hometown, and these are people I’ve lived around. They are going to make everyone from Upland look like twats.

I can’t post the video itself on here, but here is the link to the trailer of this show.

What is this world coming too?

We always say we’re gonna stop..

Last weekend was just, wow.

We had an old friend from school visiting, so lots of ish went down.

We had a scary movie night, went shopping (lots), a Sex and the City night, and, of course, a night on the town.

Let’s just say that, in hindsight, vodka, tequila, beer and whiskey doesn’t make the best combination.

We started off just us 4 girls drinking and dancing at home. Fun stuff.

Then, our friend’s band was playing at a bar, so we went to watch them play. Afterwards we kind of hopped from place to place.

We made new friends. I got a bracelet from a random dude.

I told creeper dudes I was a lesbian to get them to leave me alone, my roommate started talked to arabic to people and our friend kept asking people for massages.
Wow, we make a good team.

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Watch me rise, just to watch me fall.

The past week has just been, wow, fucking amazing and fucking horrible.

I had a great kick-off week with all my new people and some old people of mine. We partied, danced, laughed and had an amazing time. The last day of awesomeness was the pubcrawl. We went to five different pubs in Bergen, did challenges to get the most points and had a chance to get to know each other better. That night was when the horrible-ness started.

I met an old friend and we had decided to go to Burger King to get a midnight snack. It was raining hard so me and my smart self decided that we would run across the street and hop the fence, so that we didn’t have to go around. Lets just say it worked for him and his long legs, my short legs didn’t stand a chance. Needless to say I ate shit, landed right on my back. I thought that all was well until about 15 min later I was having excruciating pain in my stomach/right side. At first I just thought it was that time of month pains, but then it got worse, way worse.

Long story short I ended up in the hospital for a couple days. At first they had no idea what was wrong with me. They did lots of tests, didn’t feed me and basically just waited. Finally on saturday night they decided that it was most likely appendicitis, and I would have to have surgery to get it removed. Ok, I was down with that because by then I was sick of the pain. Sunday morning after the surgery I get a visit from the doc to tell me about the surgery.

They had cut me open in 3 places and my stomach and when they went to take out the appendix they found that it was the most perfect appendix a person can have, I bet they felt like retards. They then decided to look around a little more to find the cause of my pain. Turns out I had some cysts on my right ovary that didn’t like the fall I had taken earlier and decided to pop. The doc then removed all those, took the appendix as well just to be on the safe side I guess, and sent me home sunday evening.

My mom and my sister decided to drive to my apartment (a 9 hour drive) to take care of me. And that’s basically what has been happening the past couple days. I haven’t been allowed to do anything myself. But now they are gone. I’m home alone, and I’ve decided to use my healing time to study since I’ve missed lots of school (I’m responsible like that).

Doesn’t this just sound like the perfect way to kick-off the school year?

What can I say, I have style.


Kick off week has finally started! Yay!

Today is day 4 of our 2 weeks of partying, playing and having a fuck me awesome time.

There has been lots of beer, lots of cider, a bit of rum and, as always, tequila!

Tonight we are going on a pubcrawl. Which means that we start at one pub at 4 o’clock and my our way around the city to a bunch of different pubs. Its going to be a long night if we start drinking at 4 p.m. and don’t usually stop until 2 in the a.m. but you won’t hear me complaining.

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Tone and Tora are home! Yay! Now I’m not home alone anymore 😀

The last few days have been spent cleaning, cooking, building and basically getting the apartment and our bedrooms in order. Not fun but necessary.

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Its not completely done yet, but I have to say it looks pretty nice.

I totally can’t wait until we have the house warming party. Jungle juice, margarita muffins, tequila and friends. You can’t go wrong with that combination.

Man, I feel like a woman

So I feel a bit weird right now, because I’m about to start blogging about how awesome sunday night was, when that was like 2 days ago. But then again, I haven’t blogged since then so you can’t really blame me.

So sunday night I met Camilla, Lene and Adeline to go see the improv show featuring two famous norwegian comedians (shown right). It was fucking hilarious to say the least. I am always so amazed that people can think so fast and just react when they need. Needless to say if I ever tried it I would like like a loser, but yeah.

After the show we decided to go to a bar that Adeline’s cousin works at and have a beer and just relax and ish. Well, one beer turned into another, which turned into another, and we added one more just to be safe. Before we knew it we all we a bit tipsy and decided that the kareoke bar would be an awesome place to be right about then. So we went there and were encaptivated by all the people singing, and Camilla and I decided that we too should be up there. We ended up singing Man, I Feel Like  a Woman by Shania Twain, which we amazingly fun. But I feel bad for whoever had to listen to us, because I am one of the most tone deaf people to walk this earth. The audience was really nice and acutally applauded us. Haha. We stayed there for awhile longer while Camilla tried to work up the nerve to sing solo. Everyone else that was singing was like pro-status for sure.

I had to go home earlier-ish (which is to say midnight) cause i had to be up studying the next day. And in typical Sass fashion, I made the biggest fool of my self ever! I was walking by two guys and a girl having a conversation, and just as I walked by the guy facing me lifted his hand and said “Yeah, she’s american, what’s up with that”, and me and my tipsy little brain were blown away by his psychic-ness, so of course I had to say something. The conversation went a little something like this

Me: “Whoa, how did you know!”
The dude: “Know what?”
Me: “That I’m American.”
The dude: “Huh?”
Me: “You just said I’m american”
The dude: “Uhm, we were talking about someone else…”
Me: “Ohmygosh, I’m Sorry” *flee*

Yeah, I felt like a tool. But thats just another day in the neighborhood for me.