Summer holiday

Despite the option of staying in Australia over the holiday I decided to go back to Norway for two months. A lot of my friends found this strange, since Australia (in the given time period) has
1. Sun
2. Delicious fruit and vegetables
3. Surf and beaches
4. Just about everything else Scandinavians look for in a good holiday

In Northern Norway (in the given time period) on the other hand, we have
1. No sun for two months
2. Imported fruit and vegetables that isn’t even close to being ripe
3. Snow. And more snow. And ice. (I consider this a bonos though)
4. Extremely high prices (especially when you’re not working, which I wasn’t)

My trip back to Norway took about 30 hours, and when I arrived in Oslo (after nearly missing the flight from Amsterdam), oh snap wait a minute.

Before I continue it’s worth mentioning that when I landed in Amsterdam I ran for 15 minutes straight, then struggled with the fucking ticket machine, had to run back to get my ticket printed elsewhere, and then head to the security control.
I did everything correctly, I really really really hate being stopped by the creepy security people, but apparently not good enough. When my bag went through the scanner (or whatever it’s called) the guy asked me if I had a computer in it. No, I said, the computer was in the next box.

At this point I’m sweating like a pig, looking around frantically, and desperately trying to get my shoes and jacket back on. I probably looked like a drug addict on a paranoia trip, freaking out in fear of getting caught with several bags of naughty up where the sun rarely shines.

After the guy got it confirmed that my computer were coming in the next box, he goes on to ask me if I have a camera in my bag. Yes, I say. Well, I have to look through your bag then, he says. It’s one minute til my plane is supposed to leave, and this is where I loose it. I had been awake for at least 30 hours, surviving on shabby airplane food and dried mangos, and had been away from home for a year. I couldn’t handle the thought of having to wait even more, so I did what most run down adults would do. I started crying like a baby.
I actually had problems speaking as I ripped the camera out of the bag, then realising that he wanted to look through it himself. The poor guy looked pretty terrified, and asked if I had missed my plane.
“Not yet, but Ih-Ih-I wiiiiiill! I haven’t be-be-be-been home in a yeeeaar!!”

Somehow I made it to the gate, and it turnes out that the plane was already delayed by half an hour. Gee thanks.

Anyways. I got to Norway safe, and had a great holiday! Here’s some pictures :)

My little sister Anna and I

My little sister Anna and I at porridge night on the 23rd of December

Mami on Christmas eve x

Mami on Christmas eve x

Present frenzy

Present frenzy

Daddy'o cross country skiing

New Years

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Scando-crib!

Wooooho now both me and Belen is settled in! We are now proud residents in a sweet apartment, perfectly located in North Melbourne. If anyone wants to come visit, I can inform that it takes about 20 minutes to walk here from Uni, 10-15 minutes on bike, and 15 minutes on a tram. Soooo good! Gives me 15 minutes extra sleeping time in the mornings.

I give you, my new roomie, Belen Sophie Urbye (also called Herby)

 I think we’re a good match!

Now we just have to include our other housemate Ari in the fruit enthusiasm. Maybe it’s a Scandinavian thing..

Oh and it turns out that my teacher in Integrated Media, Adrian Miles (who I read a lot about last year since I was studying “Blogging thoughts: personal publication as an online research tool” by Torill Mortensen and Jill Walker Rettberg. If I’m not mistaken he lectures at Bergen university too), probably understands some Norwegian, so my circle of semi-scandos is expanding. Looking forward to see if he’s ever been to Finnmark!

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“If you don’t know how to fix it, please stop breaking it”

The debate around climate change, sustainability and environmental awareness is easy to follow for those who are interested; it is everywhere online, on posters on in the streets, and in the news. The population of this planet is about to reach 7 billion people (oi check out that webpage btw, interesting in terms of global differences and changes), and the question is if this planet can hold many more people.

For those following the Occupy Wall Street movement I’m sure you are aware of the massive differences between rich and poor, and how the majority of people in the world have an extremely low standard of living. I just came across a report about “the happiest countries in the world, and found my country on the very top. I was immediately filled with ambivalent feelings about being from the happiest, and one of the wealthiest countries in the world; should I be happy? Proud? Or ashamed?

Don’t get me wrong, I am a very proud Norwegian; however, realising how extremely lucky I am being born there and how my standard of living is so superiour to so many people who just happened to be born somewhere else, makes me feel quite ungrateful, not to mention selfish for not contributing and sharing more with others. Also, I realise than no matter how much sympathy I might show for others who have less than me, and no matter how bad I feel for the environment and the damage we cause, it’s not going to help. I need to change my ways, as do all of the people who can afford to study at RMIT, live in a house, eat food everyday and even drink alcohol on occasions. Practice what you preach..
Jono posted this video on Facebook, and it only made me feel worse:

“If you don’t know how to fix it, please stop breaking it”.
Seriously, watch this if you are reading this post, everyone needs to hear it. This young girl were so much more aware of what is going on in the world than what I am today, and she is from Canada, a country with similar standards of living as Norway (meaning I have no excuse). She participated and tried to change things, only twelve years old. And here I am, soon 21, and what am I doing to make our planet healthier?

My friend Marit from Norway, now living in Melbourne, posted these images on Facebook, which made me feel a little better:
At least I’m riding my bike every day.. It’s a very small comfort.
I decided to make a list of the things I am doing right now, and then a list over things of goals for the future.

Sunniva’s contribution to the environment.
- Rides a bike instead of driving/tram
- Use greenbags when she goes to the supermarket
- Takes short showers
- Gives money to charity on rare occasions

Ouch thats really embarrasing, it’s so short :/

New goals:
- Stop buying things you really don’t need (do I really need an Iphone? New clothes?)
- Only buy the food I’m sure I’ll eat. I hate throwing food away because it has gone old..
- Eat less meat.
- Organic food, preferably from markets! Big supermarkets are evil..
- Instead of buying myself useless stuff for selfish purposes, give more money to charity
- Buy recycled material, AND RECYCLE

This might sound horrible, but it is hard to let go of habits once you’ve gotten used to them. When I worked full time in Norway, I got used to being able to buy nice products for my hair and body, eat out and drink often etc. As a student I had to drop those habits, and it was a strange transition. The challenge of loosing my luxurious habits (at least compared to the people living in poverty today) will be even harder, but without a doubt possible.

Here is a couple of blogs I have been looking at that gives great advice on the subject

http://littlegreenblog.com/

http://www.theenvironmentalblog.org/

http://www.treehugger.com/

http://www.grist.org/

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Norge?

Pros:
- Home
- Friends and family
- Familiar
- Big network and contacts within the industry I want to work in
- I won’t feel limited in writing and speaking anymore
- H&M
- Culture and traditions
- Snow and snowboarding
- NATURE!
- School is free

Cons:
- Small
- Limited? Not so many oppertunities?
- Cold, short summers
- People are less outgoing and openminded
- Not as challenging as living abroab
- Doesn’t have my Melbourne friends there :(
- The schools might not be of the same quality as RMIT

I honestly don’t know what’s going to happen.. Looks like its going to depend alot on what happens with Garreth’s visa.

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Big decisions..

I just ordered tickets to Norway. One way.  The date is 15th of December, so 95 days from now exactly. It’s incredible to think that I’m heading home soon, and depending on the decision me and Garreth have to take in the next couple of days, there might not be a return ticket for me.

The hardest thing is that most of it is depending on if we get certain visa’s granted. If we get the defacto visa in time, we’re both going to Norway to study. That is pretty much the only possibility for Garreth if we’re going to Norway, as he has already worked there for two years on a working holiday visa. SO. If the defacto doesn’t go through, it’s up to me if I’ll start studying in Norway, or staying here on a working holiday visa. It is, unfortunately, a bit to expencive for me to study here, so I have decided to only do one year of this bachelor.

What can you offer me Melbourne? Everything and nothing I assume. It’s all out there to find, but how do I find it? In the time I’ve spent here I have met so many wonderful people, seen so many amazing places.. but what have I actually acheived? The contacts I have made; will they last? If I stay for another year, I’ll probably continue working at Lucky Coq, at least for a while. I love the job and the people there, but if I want to get somewhere in the movie industry it isn’t going to help me much. My head is boiling over with doubt, cause while I want to continue studying when I get to Norway now that I’m in the “school system”, I feel like Melbourne has so much more to offer.

I decided to make a list of pros and cons, first for Melbourne and then for Norway.

Melbourne
Pros:
- Big and yet undiscovered
- Cultural
- International and multicultural
- Have pretty much everything located in one city
- Warm(er than Norway)
- More possibilities (more/different options)
- Good coffee

Cons:
- Big and intimidating
- Far from nature
- I don’t have a network (which is a benefit when looking for a job)
- Family and friends is far away
- Different culture
- Expencive banana’s
- No brown cheese

I’m sleepy. Pro’s and cons for Norway will come tomorrow
night night

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It’s hard, but it’s harder to ignore it

It’s been such an amazing day today. No typical “4 seasons in a day” a la Melbourne, the sun has been out all day, and I can see the orange glow on the building outside my window, as the sun takes it leave to rest until tomorrow. It would have been a perfect day to spend in a park, or sitting at an outdoor cafe, an oppertunity to do my homework in a more comfortable surrounding. But somehow all I wanted was to go home and hide in my room. I’m finally here, tucked in, with my laptop resting on my knees. I have taken down the blinds in front of my window.

I’ve been feeling strangely down lately. I haven’t been able to put my finger on it; there is no obvious reason for this mood. Sure, the workload at school is big and there is a lot of things I need to get done, but usually I manage to tackle this without it becoming such a mental burden.
To be honest, I think it is a mixture between being homesick, stressed, but mostly I feel alone and helpless in regards to what happened in Norway the 22nd of July. One month has passed, and life has in many ways gone back to normal in Norway. Then I think of the parents that have lost their child. For them it might never go back to normal.

I went to cut my hair on Friday. I was happy, relaxed, and then it hit me. The woman who always used to cut my hair in my small town, Karianne Jessen, lost her 16 year old son. I tried not to cry, I assumed that the hairdresser wouldn’t be the best person to open up to, and saved the tears for later. My whole body aches when I think about it, and I can’t seem to get it out of my head. If I feel this awful, how is Karianne? I want to talk to her and comfort her, but how could that possibly help?
I really don’t know why I choose to put this on my blog, I guess think of it as some kind of therapy. I’m hoping that it will clear my head a bit, I haven’t been able to do anything today..

The sun is almost gone now. Hvil i fred kjære Steinar. <3

 

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Mangt skal vi møte. Mangt skal vi mestre. Dagen i morgen skal bli vår beste dag.

It seems like the clouds covering Melbourne is crying just as much as I am. The rain keeps falling down, and it is almost a small comfort. Norway is crying, and people all over the world are showing their support, in forms of words, flowers and tears.
I woke up early today so I could prepare for my classes, but ended up on the Internet again, which has been prioritised more than anything else this weekend. News about home seemed more important than sleep. The first thing that met me on all the web pages was gatherings of people all over Norway, sharing the sorrow and praying for the ones that are still lost. Ten thousands of people was gathered in front of a stage in Oslo, all holding roses, and as a shaky but beautiful voice sang “Mitt lille land” (My Little Country) all the flowers were raised high up in the sky. One of the survivors from the island massacre said, “Together the teenagers wanted to make Norway, and the world, a better place. They stood together for justice, for solidarity, for equality, and against racism. Someone tried to take this away from us, but never before have we been united like we are today”.
I can’t describe how impossibly proud I am to be Norwegian today. Despite the fear and sorrow we all feel, people are standing together to protect the elements that make Norway into what it is, and answer the terrorist not with violence, but with more humanity and democracy.

I spoke with my mum for the first time since the attack today. She told me that the unity that can be seen on pictures on the net is just a small part of the country’s recovery; every time you meet someone you know, you hug, shake hands, pat backs. People talk about the future, and how to help the survivors and the people who have lost their loved ones. No one talks about the man who is responsible. No one should.

I’m aware that this isn’t very relevant to this course, but in many ways it can be. I don’t know how I would have coped with everything if I were unable to get the news and updates through the net. I have been able to follow the developments, the numbers of people missing, the capture of the man, and last but not least, the first steps towards recovery and the endless love that is being shared in my country. It has also helped inform the world about this terrible massacre, so people can be aware of the political views of this monster, and fight against it. But of course is there both good and bad sides of it.

This man had a plan, a plan he’s been working on for maybe as much as nine years. Every photo you see in the news of him is photo’s he took knowing that they would travel around the globe. He published a manifest, which he knew people would read, and he added a video on youtube, which is some kind of short version of this manifest. He interviewed himself, wrote about his life, knowing that people would want to read it to try and understand his actions. My biggest fear is that we are doing exactly what he wants, that I’m doing exactly what he wants right now, writing about him, giving him attention. In these days it is so easy to find whatever you wish to find on the Internet, even if it should not be shared. He is able to spread his ideology, his thoughts and ideas, while being locked up in prison. In the last couple of days I have spent hours looking for every piece of information I could find about events happening, but also for information about this man. I did the mistake of looking at his youtube video, and I ask everyone who reads this to avoid it; it is not worth it.  Don’t give him the satisfaction, don’t let him win.

Mitt lille land

Mitt lille land

I want to thank everyone for the support and comfort I have been given, face to face and on Facebook.  “When one man can cause this much evil, imagine how much love we can create together”

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