<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:25:21.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me</title><subtitle type='html'>People call me HC, 
I'm 25 years old, 
trying to live life to the fullest. 
A student at Macquarie University in Sydney, studying Psychology until 2012! This is my blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-5903113567985731729</id><published>2011-10-16T10:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:38:57.927+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Charmed Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;"The right thing done for the wrong reason, is still the wrong thing"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I never needed a sign to tell me where my heart lies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Being with her, breaks the rules. Being without her, breaks my heart"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love never pales in comparison to anything"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you don't take the risk for love, what do you take it for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Logic and reason go out the window when love gets involved"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Our love is&amp;nbsp;transcendent. It lifted me up so high, that this was the only possible result"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't wanna die without ever having been married to you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Heart to thee, body to thee. Forever and always, so mote it be"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"-You lost yourself to the darkest love that has ever existed and you came back. Of course you are the Goddess of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^I never really thought of it that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Do you really have that much faith in us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Do you really need to ask?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-5903113567985731729?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5903113567985731729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=5903113567985731729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5903113567985731729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5903113567985731729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-favorite-charmed-quotes.html' title='My favorite Charmed Quotes'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6726547824405713853</id><published>2011-04-10T20:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:28:02.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you fight for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Would you fight for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you knew that I have cried myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;that each night, into my pillow, my feelings for you seep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you were aware of the hurt that I've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt; and everything I have done just to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fight for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If I said someone else wanted the heart you threw away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and I get closer to giving it to them each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you knew that even now, I had hopes for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;but that I could only take so damn much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fight for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If I said I was close to giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and that I feel more alone now than loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I've smothered, put distance, I've cried, and I have laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;been loving, been hurtful, been happy and sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fight for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If I told you I was tired of fighting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and that I've done all that I know to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;seems as though askin you to stay is askin alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;so since you do the opposite, if I asked you to not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6726547824405713853?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6726547824405713853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6726547824405713853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6726547824405713853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6726547824405713853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2011/04/would-you-fight-for-me.html' title='Would you fight for me?'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-5520527002534495157</id><published>2011-02-01T08:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:57:14.281+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Plukke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plukke.no/"&gt;www.plukke.no&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Her kan man plukke hva man vil! Plukk ivei! Genialt!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-5520527002534495157?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5520527002534495157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=5520527002534495157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5520527002534495157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5520527002534495157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2011/02/plukke.html' title='Plukke!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-2337913979116624822</id><published>2010-09-12T17:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T17:59:08.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The semester is going by so quickly!</title><content type='html'>One more week until mid-semester break, this semester has flown by so quickly, I can hardly believe it! Havn't done that much either. Well I mean I have handed in an assignment and a report. Done a mid-semester exam, had an online multiple choice quiz and cut in a sheeps brain! The latter was completely awesome!! It was so cool to see how the brain looks like from the inside of a real brain, not just pictures and stuff. Although a sheeps brain is a lot smaller then a human brain it does resemble a human brain.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I went to see the musical "Wicked" on the 21st of August and let me tell you, it was awesome! It's my new fav musical!! We got our hair done, then got all dressed up before we went to the city, had dinner and saw the show. If you havn't seen this musical, go see it!!&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I have also taken up boxing, which has been good, hard and exhausting! Reminds me of when I used to do boxing at home, but that was even worse..!&lt;br /&gt;For mid-semester break, I will go up to my family in Port Macquarie for 6 days, which will be nice since I havn't seen them since last mid-semester break.&lt;br /&gt;Also on a last note, I have finally tried out the pool where I live! Grace, Melissa and I had sum beer and ended up in the pool after hours.. It was quite enjoyable, I'll tell ya! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-2337913979116624822?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2337913979116624822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=2337913979116624822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2337913979116624822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2337913979116624822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/09/semester-is-going-by-so-quickly.html' title='The semester is going by so quickly!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-1385062818705106039</id><published>2010-08-19T15:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:24:59.424+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Sydney</title><content type='html'>So I'm back in Sydney and a few things has happened since last time. I got a boyfriend, one of my best friends at home is pregnant and an other is getting married. Therefore I am thinking about going home.. But I have to see how it works out. I like being back in Sydney, I mean, I love Sydney, but I miss Norway more and more.&lt;br /&gt;This semester I have 4 subjects and three of them seem really interesting! There is a lot to do this semester, so blogging will probably be low on the list, but all of a sudden I'll post something!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-1385062818705106039?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1385062818705106039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=1385062818705106039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1385062818705106039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1385062818705106039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-in-sydney.html' title='Back in Sydney'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-4977490538346703464</id><published>2010-07-07T01:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T01:54:03.915+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>I'm home. It's been an eventful couple of months, so I def havn't had time to blog and have kinda lost interest I guess.. I finished my third semester at Macquarie and I went to Fiji! Melissa and I went from the 14th of June to the 21st of June. Although the first 4 days where cloudy, we had a really good time! We met a group of guys that we hung out with throughout our stay and saw again afterwards too. We all had the "all-inclusive" which made us drink a lot. Every day, by the pool and every evening/night at the bar. The barstaff knew us and knew what we all wanted, so they came with new drinks every aprox. 20 min! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's great being back home. Sydney has been so cold lately and even though Fiji was nice and warm, it didn't keep me warm after I got back! Norway on the other hand is nice and warm! And sunny. I'll be here until the 28th of July, but not before working, seeing friends and family and celebrating my bday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-4977490538346703464?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4977490538346703464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=4977490538346703464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4977490538346703464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4977490538346703464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/07/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6280444206970554304</id><published>2010-03-30T11:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:52:11.902+11:00</updated><title type='text'>News!</title><content type='html'>So, I'm back in Oz. And I love it. I love Oz. Totally. I'm in a apt with two Chinese girls and one from the States, Melissa and she is awesome. &lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I get along great, we go&amp;nbsp;shopping together, to the movies, go out to the Ranch, our local bar and whenever we talk, we talk for hours. Aside from Melissa, I hang out with Grace a lot. We have two subjects together this semester, but she is taking one that I had last year and I'm taking one that she had last year too. So our subjects are basically all the same:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester I'm doing Psy122, which is Design and Statistics 1 as I failed Stat170 which was just stats last semester, again. I think I'll do pretty alright with this subject this semester as it is a mix of psychology and statistics. Also I'm doing Spanish, Special Education and Vocal Studies. Grace did Spanish last year, so she helps me a little there, plus one of my best friends is living in Spain this year, so I can aske her too! Special Education is Grace doing too, and it relates to both Education Psychology (which I did last year) and what I did in 06/07. Vocal Studies is though, by far, my favorite subject. It's singing! I love singing. The actual exam is preforming a song. We learn a lot of theoretical stuff on the voice, but I just love it all. We're also doing an ensable song a capella. My group has decided on "Viva La Vida" by Coldplay. I think it will be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are pretty busy, so blogging is definatly not any priority.&amp;nbsp;I will try to update every now and then, but as the days go by so fast and things happening all the time, I can't really promise anything. Only 3 more days, inclluding this one, to mid-semester break. On the 9th I'll go to my family up in Port Macquarie for 6 days. It'll be good to&amp;nbsp;see them again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6280444206970554304?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6280444206970554304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6280444206970554304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6280444206970554304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6280444206970554304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/03/news.html' title='News!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-2327168558877700321</id><published>2010-02-08T09:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:39:17.596+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a beautiful story and my friend &lt;a href="http://dreamoutloud247.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt; inspired me to post this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://martybugs.net/gallery/photos/IMG_12786_600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" kt="true" src="http://martybugs.net/gallery/photos/IMG_12786_600.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Footprints in the Sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with&amp;nbsp;God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one belonging to me and one to&amp;nbsp;God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the last scene of my life flashed before me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I looked back at the footprints in the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bothered me because I noticed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that during the low periods of my life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I was suffering from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anguish, sorrow or defeat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could see only one set of footprints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I said to God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You promised me Lord, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that if I followed you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you would walk with me always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I have noticed that during &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the most trying periods of my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is only&amp;nbsp;one set of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;footprints in the sand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't understand why &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I needed you most &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you would leave me?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lord replied, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My precious child, I love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and will never leave you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never, ever, during your trials and testings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where you see only one set of footprints, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is when&amp;nbsp;I carried you in my arms." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary Stevenson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-2327168558877700321?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2327168558877700321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=2327168558877700321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2327168558877700321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2327168558877700321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/02/footprints-in-sand.html' title='Footprints in the Sand'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-8347723082125024437</id><published>2010-02-02T03:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:39:36.228+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A little late but.... Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I updated, my life has actually been great! I celbrated a wonderful christmas with my mum, my dad and my little sister. I worked during the day on Christmas Eve and when I got home, I got ready for dinner. Dinner was amazing. Our xmas dinner is pork with rissols and sausages as well as red cabbage, russelsprout and gravy. Mmmm, sooo good!:) After dinner, we relaxed a while, let the food process, before we opened up pressies! I gave away heaps&amp;nbsp;that my family got excited about and got what I really wanted myself, a DSi!! So excited about that gift! After we opened up all the pressies, the Berg Meros came over for dessert, as always. It was a very nice evening! Christmas Day I was working again and then relaxing. On Boxing Day we went to my aunt &amp;amp; uncles, on the way we picked up my grandpa and we got stuck in the snow, so my sister, my mum and I had to push the car out of the snow! It was a great day though, with lots of food and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New Years Eve I went to my friend Benedicte in Oslo to eat dinner and welcome the new year. Everyone brought a little to the dinner, so that was fun and we all enjoyed it! I only had a little to drink because I got so stuffed from dinner that I couldn't put anything else in my mouth. We were up 'til three, playing sharades, talking, listening to music and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the new year has begun, I've worked and stayed at home, relaxing basically. My job had a party on saturday, we call it "julebord" (christmas-table) which is like a christmas party, but after christmas, so we called it new years party. It was fun, but not as eventful as the ones we usually have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Oz on the 16th of Feb, so I still have two weeks left, but I'm gonna try my best and take good advantage of that time. I don't feel ready to go just yet. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-8347723082125024437?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8347723082125024437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=8347723082125024437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8347723082125024437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8347723082125024437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-late-but-happy-new-year.html' title='A little late but.... Happy New Year!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-8619678139328595373</id><published>2010-01-19T09:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:22:02.869+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2009 that you've never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Start university in a different country. Move all by my self in an apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your New Year resolutions. Are you gonna make new ones?&lt;br /&gt;Well, some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did someone near to you become parents?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did someone you knew die?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which countries have you visited the last year?&lt;br /&gt;Norway, England, Wales, Hong Kong airport;) and Australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want for 2010 that you missed in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;I want world peace? But for myself I want motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which dates in 2009 will never forget and why?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really major happend in 2009, I met people, but I don't remember the dates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the biggest thing you've achieved in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Finished my first year at uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was you biggest downer?&lt;br /&gt;The break-up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you been sick or injured?&lt;br /&gt;Just sick, with&amp;nbsp;the flu, like always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was your best buy?&lt;br /&gt;All my dresses! I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whos' behaviour made you sad?&lt;br /&gt;My former close friend Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you spend most of your money on?&lt;br /&gt;Dresses..!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What made you very happy?&lt;br /&gt;Seeing life in a new light, trying to be me and be happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of&amp;nbsp;2009?&lt;br /&gt;When Love Takes Over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to last year, you are...&lt;br /&gt;a. Happier or sader? Same&lt;br /&gt;b. Thinner or thicker? Thicker I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;c. Richer or poorer? A little poorer I think, I am&amp;nbsp;not working as much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you did more of?&lt;br /&gt;Spend more time with my grandpa and family and friends at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you did less of?&lt;br /&gt;Wasting money and eating chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you fall in love in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;I did find someone who makes my heart rase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How many one-night stands did you have?&lt;br /&gt;Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's you fav TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Australian Idol and Glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you hate someone now that you didn't hate last year?&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a pretty strong word.. But deteste maybe..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's you best read this year?&lt;br /&gt;Eat Pray Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was this years best musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber, Bethany Joy Galeotti and Kate Voegele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you wish for - and got?&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo DSi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you wish for - and didn't get?&lt;br /&gt;True Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Film of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Avatar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What did you do on your bithday?&lt;br /&gt;Worked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.&amp;nbsp;Fav celeberty?&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus:P It's just something about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;Dion, my ex&amp;nbsp;and Josh, my former close friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who is the best new person to come into your life?&lt;br /&gt;Grace. But also Aina, Mark, Wade and Tenielle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.&amp;nbsp;A songlyric that sumarises the year&lt;br /&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-8619678139328595373?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8619678139328595373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=8619678139328595373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8619678139328595373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8619678139328595373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-1335557737913631799</id><published>2009-12-22T06:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T06:46:35.429+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is comming</title><content type='html'>I've been home exactely 17 days and today was my first day doing nothing. That was after my nightshift ended this morning.. I slept until 2 pmish and then my sister and I decided to watch our fav show, Charmed. I was a good day, relaxing. Tomorrow my grandfather turns 87, so we're gonna have a party for him at his retirement home. Just close family, but it'll be nice to seem them again:) I think dad is putting up the tree as I'm writing this, so we'll probably start decorating for christmas later tonight. We've had advent up until now, now it's christmas! On my part, most of the present are bought, but not all. Not sure what do get my little sister yet, I like to spoil her, but I don't think I can go all out like I did last year with her.. It's the best to give people gifts they really want or even that they wanted but didn't even know they wanted! I love seeing their faces when they open their presents! I feel like it says a lot about how well I know them and I take great pride in really knowing people. &lt;br /&gt;I work on the morning of both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day this year, but it's alright. We have our big celebration on the eve of Christmas Eve, where we eat&amp;nbsp; Christmas Dinner, open the presents, listen to the Silverboys-choir singing inn christmas and get guests for coffee and cake. Really traditional. And christmasy. I can hardly wait for Christmas Eve. Christmas Day is really just a relaxing day, so I might aswell work and get really well paid for it! Boxing Day is the family day for my family. We usually got to my aunt and uncle in Ski (40 min drive away), but this year we might be at our house. I don't think it's decided yet. All we know is that the family will be together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-1335557737913631799?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1335557737913631799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=1335557737913631799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1335557737913631799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1335557737913631799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-comming.html' title='Christmas is comming'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-9027092622236991862</id><published>2009-12-09T03:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T03:56:17.932+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Im home. Home with my family. Ive really missed them and it is really good to see them and be home. Been a little busy since I got home actually. Friday I went with my mum to see my grandpa. He's not in super shape, but he seemed really alert that day! He's got dementia, but he actually recognized me! Which was really awesome. He asked about uni and work and life "down there", which is a lot of stuff about me that he remembered. After that we went home to let me unpack. Got a couple of phonecalls to welcome me home and my sister ran in the door with all clothes on to hug me welcome home-ive missed you-hug:) Went to sleep early and slept for apr 15 hours. Which did me good after the long trip home. No major delays on the way back, but a little drama regarding my stuff and the onflight entertainment as I didn't get any on the way from Sydney to Hong Kong...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday after breakfast, my dad and me went to see my sister perform, her class was having a xmas-concert. And then the three of us went to see mum sing with her choir too. After that we went home to have a very typical Norwegian dinner, called "faar-i-kaal", lamb in cabbage. I love it! It's like a stew brewed together. Just yammy if u ask me. After dinner, we went into the capitol to watch the musical "Cats". I almost fell asleep during the show. Not because it was boring, because of the jet-lag. Second act was much better then the first and the choreoagraphy was totally awesome! The voices on the other hand were totally midiocure..&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I sanded the silver and then we got guests for dinner. They always come for dinner around advent, it's tradition, it's advent. Without them, no xmas...&lt;br /&gt;Monday I found out I need glasses. Not to clear up my eyesight, to let my eyes rest. Aperently my eyemucle tenses all the time, which is why I have focus problems and maybe even headaches. So my new glasses I need to wear to release my mucles. Then I went to my best friend, Lines new apt for some catching up and lunch before Paddy drove me home. I luckely had a little sleep before going to work at 9.45 pm. Nightshift. Wasn't that bad, but really sleepy now. After I had a little nap this morning I went to Sandvika to meet Line. It's her b'day today so I bought her lunch and we got to catch up even more. It was good. Really missed her. Now I'm home again, and really sleepy. I can't wait to go to bed..! I work tomorrow as well, so I have to be up early. It should be all good tho as I keep waking up at 5 am-ish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-9027092622236991862?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9027092622236991862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=9027092622236991862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9027092622236991862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9027092622236991862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3212781960464588542</id><published>2009-12-03T00:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:46:13.010+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>I've been spending a lot of time with Scott and Wade lately. Scott is my friend from Canberra, that lives in Leumeah and Wade is his cousin that lives with him. Wade has a daughter, Tenielle and she is beautiful. She is a little naughty, but who can blame her with a father like Wade:P A little bossy, but super cute! When I'm there, she loves to go through my bag or purse,&amp;nbsp;play with my phone and take photos. Sometimes she takes not that good photos, but sometimes they're good. I recon she'll be a photagrapher when she grows up. She is only 4 though, so she has time:) We've grown close,&amp;nbsp;Tenielle and me and Wade and me. On&amp;nbsp;Monday I went to their house, but they weren't there, so I had the evening/night with Scott and Annie. Annie is Scotts girlfriend. I actually decorated the christmas tree that they are having this christmas! Annie helped me with the placing and the lights. Too bad the green lights on the tree lights went out, so Scott had to buy new ones. I said good-bye to then today, twice actually, cos I had to go back when I realised I'd forgotten my iPod at their house! It was sad saying good-bye as always, but I know I'll see them again:) Probably go straight to their house when I get back to Oz! &lt;br /&gt;Can hardly believe I leave so soon. Tomorrow. Just one more nite here. Looking forward to getting home tho. My sister, my mum, my dad, the rest of my family, my friends, even work! Not that I'll work that much apearenty, there is not much work anymore. Hope I'll at least get enough tho. I'm looking forward to christmas now! Not that you can get that much of the christmad spirit here, with the heat! Not that I am complaining! Just saying. Which is why I am coming home! To the cold, rainy and snowy Norway..! Advent is up now, so that'll be good and I'll have time to hang out with friends, yay! Until next time, in Norway! Bye Oz!! For now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3212781960464588542?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3212781960464588542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3212781960464588542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3212781960464588542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3212781960464588542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/12/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-605809040107110479</id><published>2009-11-29T11:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:39:35.465+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Year one of Psychology is finished</title><content type='html'>So, I'm all done. The two exams, the two major essays. It feel liberated!! But a little weird as well, cos I leave in 4 days..! On thursday I leave. I can't believe it, my first year is over. I finished my first year! I'm a little empty with words after writing so much lately, so this is all I've got.. More to come later;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-605809040107110479?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/605809040107110479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=605809040107110479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/605809040107110479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/605809040107110479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-one-of-psychology-is-finished.html' title='Year one of Psychology is finished'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3737896030556138173</id><published>2009-11-09T15:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:26:41.528+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the semester</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, I still have heaps of stuff to do for uni, but in less then two weeks, no more. I'll be finished with my first year in Psychology! I have bought my ticket back, but since Taylor Swift is comming to Sydeny before that, I am thinking about changing it to the 4th, so that I'll catch Taylor on the 6th. Now, I leave on the 16th of February to go back to Oz. Hope that'll be enough time to miss it. Oz I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been good but busy lately, finishing all my assignments and stuff, but also trying to study for exams. I have my first exam on the 19th and my last on the 20th of November;) After that, I will be on the beach in Manly, every day, until I leave. Hopefully my skin will get some colour before I go home, at least that's my plan. During the weekend I went to my friend, Scott's high school reunion, with him and his cousin. It was a blast. I had about 5 or 6&amp;nbsp;shots of tequila and 6 or 7 ordninary drinks, haha, but I swear, I wasn't drunk. I was definatly tipsy though:) &lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything else to share here, but, if you were wondering about something, let me know;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3737896030556138173?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3737896030556138173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3737896030556138173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3737896030556138173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3737896030556138173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-semester.html' title='End of the semester'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-9164408050436481191</id><published>2009-10-26T13:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:28:10.431+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Since last time</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd give a little update on how things are here now as I havn't really written in the last couple of weeks. It's because I've been busy. Really busy. I have so much to do at uni these days, I think I might fail. Big full-report in psych that I don't understand, I seriously don't get the whole stat part that we have to write and then with all the discussion and stuff. And then over to stat, I mean, I am starting to get better, but it's still not making &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much sense to me.. I've gotten my assignment with Grace back, we got a Credit, which isnt too bad, but still not sure how the first one went or the class test that I had last thursday. On top of these stuff we also have weekly online tests. Tests as in two. They are really hard. Then we've got music. I got a PC (or CP) on my critical review and most of what he corrected was grammar mistakes.. We asked about internet sourced and he said "yes, you can use that", but when I only had one book and four or five internet sources I think he marked me down for that.. And now I have to do a Major Essay plus a 5 min presentation for this guy. Hopefully he'll be nicer next time. Last I've got dance. It's dancing pysically, but mostly it's reading and writing. And everything is suppose to be so discriptive! "He lifted his foot about 10 cm, turned it 45 degrees and touched the ground with his toe, whilst his foot was pointed downwards". I mean, where is the enjoyment of that? I have a practice journal that's due this week, my second one as well as a reading assignment that was due a couple of weeks ago, but I spoke to my tutor and alls good with that. She helped me understand more of it as well. I've never written a reading assignment before nor did I know anything about referencing in it.. But now I know:) I also have to go see a dance for the 5 min presentation in this subject as well as a major essay here too. Lucky I only have two exams tho, in psychology and statistics. On the 20th of November at 12.30, this whole semester for me, is over. Finally. It has been very stressful. So I can't wait to get back home and have christmas properly and stress down. Hopefully I'll be able to reconnect with friends and family too, I miss them so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-9164408050436481191?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9164408050436481191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=9164408050436481191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9164408050436481191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9164408050436481191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-last-time.html' title='Since last time'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-8117058679391514068</id><published>2009-10-24T12:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:48:41.241+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OvEr ThE tOp</title><content type='html'>So this is an award from &lt;a href="http://dreamoutloud247.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt; and I have to answer these questions plus give the award to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Where is your cell phone: in the charger next to me and my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your hair: in a ponytail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your mother: a good person and I love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Your father: I have him totally wraped around my little finger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Your favorite food: taco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Your dream from last night: don't remember at the mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Your favorite drink: water, coopers, red wine, tropical juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Your dream/goal: to be good at what I'll do. and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What room are you in: my room in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What is your hobby: singing, acting, dancing, hanging with friends, reading, watching tv, surfing the web, listening to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What is your fear: losing people that I love. spiders an all other insects. being left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Where do you want to be in 6 years: almost done becomming a psychologist, maybe a good bf that im living with and a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Where were you last night: here, went to bed at 11 pm. i lead a very exciting life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Something you are not: in Europe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Muffins: they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Wish list items: My true love, Santa, that's my only wish this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Where did you grow up: in Norway @ Blommenholm! Very good place to have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Last thing you did: i am doing laundry, yaiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What are you wearing: black singlet and a grey pair of shorts w/underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Your TV: I don't have a TV, but I do watch the one in the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Your pets: don't have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Your friends: are some of the best friends in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Your life: is in Sydney at the mo, although part of it is still very much in Norway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Your mood: sleepy, always sleepy. No need to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Missing someone: someone? A LOT of ppl!! Yes, very much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Vehicle: I can drive, but I dont have my licence, so I don't have a car either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Something you're not wearing: shoes or socks. i am barefoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Your favorite store: Starbucks. Does that count? If not then H&amp;M, Target, Supre and Gina Tricot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Your favorite color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.When's the last time you laughed: last nite, watching the ugly truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.When's the last time you cried: yesterday, actually, was thinking about grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Your best friend: are several people, not one, they are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.One place you go over and over: uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.One person who emails me regularly: hmm, facebook, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Favorite place to eat: Nick's Diner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I award: NO ONE, seriously I can't be botherd... But If you feel like taking the challange, go ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-8117058679391514068?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8117058679391514068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=8117058679391514068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8117058679391514068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8117058679391514068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-top.html' title='OvEr ThE tOp'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-8566841348440871113</id><published>2009-10-07T18:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:31:09.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Macquarie</title><content type='html'>I went to visit my family in Port Macquarie for 10 days and it was legen..wait for it...dary! I watched all four seasons of "How I met your mother", a brilliant funny show! I got to spend quality time with my aunt, uncle and cousins. Douglas came down for a couple of days too, so it was really good. Havn't seen him since May last year, so glad I got to see him too:) Gordon and I went to Townhouse beach one day and Myra drove me to Lighthouse beach the other day, so got to go to the beach and a dip in the ocean, although it was freezing!! But it's good to say I've been to the beach:D I went shopping too, didn't buy that much, but a top and a cardigan as well as a dress/tunika. Gordon had lunch in his backyard because is was too windy to be anywhere else for a picnic and we went out for Chinese one day and I went to Gordon for dinner as well as watching McLeod's Daughters with the family at Gordons:) I didn't really experience the dust-storm here in Sydney, I slept in and went outside when it was basically over, but there were an other dust storm when I was in Port. We decided to stay in that day and it was all grey! Enjoy some beach pictures, you guys;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SsxADDWyRkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pQREWEu5tU8/s1600-h/HPIM1168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SsxADDWyRkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pQREWEu5tU8/s320/HPIM1168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/Ssw9Q99VAgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2bu6qHzPPnE/s1600-h/HPIM1126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/Ssw9Q99VAgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2bu6qHzPPnE/s320/HPIM1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first one is from Lighthouse beach with the lighthouse and the second one is from Town beach:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-8566841348440871113?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8566841348440871113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=8566841348440871113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8566841348440871113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8566841348440871113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/10/port-macquarie.html' title='Port Macquarie'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SsxADDWyRkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pQREWEu5tU8/s72-c/HPIM1168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-1047181785415446241</id><published>2009-09-23T18:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:41:40.865+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring-break means..</title><content type='html'>... that half of the semester is over already..!:O I can't believe it! Time has flown by so quickly since I got down here really. I've barely been out partying at all these last few weeks, which is a little different from last semester, but not that bad at all. I have many more quiet nites now, which includes watching TV, not soo good, but it's OK as long as it doesnt get too bad:) And so far so good:) I do hang a lot online too, but I have good reasons:P Tomorrow I go to visit my family in Port Macquarie for 10 days. I'm flying up with my aunt and uncle and my cousin will pick us up at the Port Macquarie airport, so that'll be good. Really looking forward to it, havn't seen them since I was there in last mid-semester-break, which was in April! So it'll be good to see them again and hang out and stuff:) Havn't started to pack yet, but that's normal. I will bring my laptop up there, but I'm pretty sure I won't get any internett there.. But I can live with that, since Aina gave me some movies and stuff to watch on my laptop, so I won't be bored!:)&lt;br /&gt;Had a short convo with Clare and Amanda on Skype today (my flatmates from the Parklands). It was really good seeing and talking to them again. Miss them so much! Hopefully we can keep skyping, I love skyping! With skype I almost feel like I'm there, so I'm a huge fan of it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-1047181785415446241?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1047181785415446241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=1047181785415446241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1047181785415446241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1047181785415446241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/09/spring-break-means.html' title='Spring-break means..'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6042572635991823420</id><published>2009-09-19T12:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:33:41.824+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update from me</title><content type='html'>Stuff has seriously been happening since I last bloged. You have no idea. First week back to uni was filled was chaos as I wasn't sure about my degree and no-one could help me! I was sent around the campus, from person to person and no-one could tell me!! It was so frustrating!! Luckely I called my beautiful friend Grace, who calmed me down and told me that she experienced the same thing last semester. I only knew one person who could help us, so I made an appointment with her and Grace and I went to get some answers. Wich we luckey did. Only ONE person in the entire school knew those answers. Kinda pisses me off. But at least she managed to give us answers and advice. Which was the best. Although she actually adviced the both of us to only take 3 subjects this semester, we both decided against it and are taking 4. I've landed on Psychology, which I have to take together with Statistics, because I failed last semester, Music which I have with Grace too and Dance. I'm really satisfied with my choises, except for Stat, but I'm starting to get into it a little and that makes it way more fun! I really think my subjects are all fascinating, but a lot more work then I'd thought. I guess that's uni, ey?&lt;br /&gt;I've had some troubles with writing essays and reports this semester too. I seem to be procrastinating a lot. And I know why. In my earlier experience with school, no matter what I did, I'd always get the same grade like a Pass. So it didn't really matter how much effort I put into it, I'd still get a Pass and therefore I feel like that now as well. Like I've been branded in a way. That is one of the reasons. An other reason is definatly low self-esteem or self-confidance. Because I kinda started to believe my teachers who branded me, that I would never do better either. Which sucks. I hope I can find the will to believe in myself, that I can do this, but with everything that has happend lately I don't know how I will. For those who know me, you know what I mean. And if you dont, then I really dont want to go into it here. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will put out pictures soon, if I can get to it! Lol. I will, now I do have time since I've got spring-break! Yay! Meaning I can do whatever I want! LOL. On thursday I'm going up to visit my family in Port Macquarie for like 10 days, which will be great! I can't wait! In the meantime, I have to do an assignment for Dance and maybe start my big full-report for Psychology.. But it's only saturday now, so we'll see:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6042572635991823420?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6042572635991823420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6042572635991823420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6042572635991823420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6042572635991823420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-update-from-me.html' title='A little update from me'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3334224545665945982</id><published>2009-08-09T11:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:34:46.418+10:00</updated><title type='text'>End of summer</title><content type='html'>My last blog was in the memory of my beloved Carrickfergues! I miss it, it has so many good memories and I didn't realise there was a song about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a really good summer, I'm back in Sydney for my second semester! I've spent time with friends, worked a lot, I saw Madonna live in Oslo and got on the plane back to Sydney. I had a whole day in London, so I went sightseeing on the "hop-on hop-off" buses. Really cool, in both meanings of the word! Took a lot of pic, they'll be on Facebook. After that the long flight went to Hong Kong, where there was something wrong with the plane and therefore a delay. About 2-3 hours delay. It all went fine, but when I got to North Ryde, the office was closed and I had no way of getting the keys to my new flat! I waited around for a little while until I talked to Ben and decided to go to Funkhouse and stay there for the weekend. I slept a lot and did the "hop-on hop-off" bus in Sydney as well, befor I went back to North Ryde on Monday to get my keys and the new flat!&lt;br /&gt;It's a two floor flat and my room is not very pretty... My new flatmates are cool, all from Asia and some speak better English then others. The whole flat is cold and I'm freezing almost all the time, but at least there is a heater in my room. THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;School started this past week, with lectures. I'll have to get back to you on what I'm doing this semester, becuase there might be some confusen about it, but I'll work it out.&lt;br /&gt;First week back and the sun is out here, I love it!! Thank God for the sun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3334224545665945982?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3334224545665945982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3334224545665945982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3334224545665945982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3334224545665945982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-summer.html' title='End of summer'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-4652062588449082297</id><published>2009-07-27T07:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:24:05.351+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was in Carrickfergues</title><content type='html'>I wish I was in Carrickfergus&lt;br /&gt;Only for nights in Ballygrand&lt;br /&gt;I would swim over the deepest ocean&lt;br /&gt;The deepest ocean, my love to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over&lt;br /&gt;And neither have I the wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;If I could find me a handsome boatman&lt;br /&gt;To ferry me over my love and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood days bring back sweet reflections&lt;br /&gt;The happy times I spent so long ago&lt;br /&gt;My boyhood friends and kind relations&lt;br /&gt;Have all past on now like melting snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend my da - an endless rover&lt;br /&gt;Soft is the grass and sure, my bed is free&lt;br /&gt;Oh but to be back, in Carrickfergus&lt;br /&gt;On the long road down to the salty sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Kilkenny it is reported&lt;br /&gt;On marble stone there as black as ink&lt;br /&gt;With gold and silver I would support her&lt;br /&gt;But I'll sing no more now til I get a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I'm drunk today and I'm rarely sober&lt;br /&gt;A handsome rover from town to town&lt;br /&gt;Ah but I'm sick now my days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;Come all ye young men and lay me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-4652062588449082297?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4652062588449082297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=4652062588449082297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4652062588449082297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4652062588449082297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-was-in-carrickfergues.html' title='I wish I was in Carrickfergues'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-5642245038483118170</id><published>2009-07-19T23:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:44:14.632+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loving being back home</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks have been amazing. I've been home. I've been with my family. I've been at work and with friends. I am back with my roots. And it's good. I've caught up with a lot of showes like One Tree Hill, McLeod's Daughters, Prison Break and Stargate Atlantis. Finished Stargate Atlantis and almost finished McLeod's Daughters, have a three sesasons left of One Tree Hill and two of Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;My first two weeks were filled with sun and lots of heat, days at the beach, eating outside, staying up late and watching the sunset at 11 o'clock. &lt;br /&gt;After that I went back to work, mostly nightshifts and still have jetlag because of it..! The 16th mum got the whole family together and we celebrated my birthday, since I was working the next day. And yesterday I saw the new Harry Potter, a little disapointing, but good entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;I have 11 days left here, to enjoy and work:) Then I'm off to Oz again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-5642245038483118170?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5642245038483118170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=5642245038483118170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5642245038483118170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5642245038483118170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-loving-being-back-home.html' title='I&apos;m loving being back home'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6740701248207951981</id><published>2009-06-29T08:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:41:24.378+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>I'm finally home. The trip back was good, everything went perfect. Here the sun is out and the sky is blue. The temperature is beautiful. Hot! Being home now, almost feels like therapy. It makes me happy to be home now. With my family and friends. In Norway. My country. I miss Sydney and I'll bet that going back won't come too soon! But in the meantime, I'm definatly enjoying this holiday to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6740701248207951981?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6740701248207951981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6740701248207951981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6740701248207951981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6740701248207951981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-926305054493770382</id><published>2009-06-21T16:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:37:17.952+10:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an era</title><content type='html'>It's the day before I leave Sydney after my first semester here. Nothing really turned out the way I planed or expected it to. Packing and cleaning after my self in my room, I now do alone. I pictured it with Dion. And it hurts that he is not here. This semester brought a lot of memories, both good and bad. I got to know a lot of Americans, especially Clare and Amanda, Sam and Kate. It's been really good and I already miss Clare, Sam and Kate, since they left already. I'm gonna miss Amanda too, when I go. We're been left here for the past week all by our selfs. After half-way finishing the packing, I start to be quite philosophical. I think back on all the good times I've had through my life. The pictures that I put up on my wall and the momories that goes along with them. Pictures always have good memories. But looking at pictures of Dion is painful, even though the memory from the pictures isn't, it's the memory of him that is. Maybe even especially since I still love him and he doesn't seem to even care any more. Aperently I've changed, and not for the better, which made me lose my boyfriend and a close friend this semester. All of this happening within a month. It's been hard. It still is hard, but I'll make it. I always do. Once I find a way to live with it. &lt;br /&gt;Looking at my wall, it seems so emty. Like it's all been removed. Not the pictures, but my life. It is definatly different then I would've thought. But thinking about my life, there are so many good edventures to hold on to, hopefully more to come.&lt;br /&gt;Taking down my pictures, I really felt that this was an end of an erra. I could feel it. Everything is going to be completly different went I go home tomorrow. Everything from the panetrip to being at home, to returning here and life here from now on. I feel kind of lonely. Just because for a year I had this one person that I knew I could count on. This on person that was on my side and always there for me. Someone that I trusted with my heart. And now, it's gone. &lt;br /&gt;End of an era. That will always mean the beginning of a new erra. But first this one has an ending. It ends tomorrow, when I leave. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-926305054493770382?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/926305054493770382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=926305054493770382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/926305054493770382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/926305054493770382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-of-erra.html' title='End of an era'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-7743008020904966505</id><published>2009-06-05T12:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:08:07.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam period...</title><content type='html'>Yup, then the exam periode begins. I had one listening exam in music on tuesday already. And a practical stat exam yesterday. I don't want to go into those. but let's just say I could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;Great news, I'm comming home on the 23rd of June!!!! I am sooo excited!! Will be working some during semester break and hopefully hang out with friends! Go to the beach, go to cafees, eat Norwegain food, have strawberries!!! Wine and dine with good people!&lt;br /&gt;Next exam is on the 10th of June, then one the day after and the last one on the 17th of June!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really a study-person, but I will try to do a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the exam period begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-7743008020904966505?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7743008020904966505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=7743008020904966505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7743008020904966505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7743008020904966505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/06/exam-period.html' title='Exam period...'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3806882514808752102</id><published>2009-05-20T15:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:17:42.108+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got time</title><content type='html'>to do a little update on my blog. First I wanna go: Yey, people actually commented on my blog!:D That always makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing at lot better since last time. I'm starting to feel like me again, but still I feel and kind of fear that there is a long way to go. I've done stuff that I'm not proud of and that I shouldn't have done and wouldn't have done, so I must look at my self properly and change this person that I've become that I'm not proud of. I want to be a better person. I just haven't really figured out how yet. But the first step is to see oneself, wouldn't you say? Then to wanting to change.&lt;br /&gt;And then figuring out how. Step one and two, conquered!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've learnt a lot from school recently. I'm a procrastinator. I wrote an essay on it. I'm not scared of success, I'm scared of not doing good. Not really scared of failing, just wanting to be good, yet knowing that I'm not there, at least not yet. So I've procrastinated... Didn't really feel good, but handing the essay did! Now if u didn't get that, I was procrastinating on an essay about procrastination. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Treatments? Go see a counsellor. Or just be determined enough to do it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I went a saw a counsellor, did I say that? He was more occupied with my sleeping habits and eating habits then anything else I felt. Which made me very determined to become a better psychologist then that. More compassionate and helping with the actual problem. As I see it, it didn't help. Other than he helped me get extensions and special considerations. And he said he didn't need to see me again, unless I felt under 3 on a scale from 1-10 three days in a row. Hmm? I'd like to check up on my patients. Making sure and showing compassion about their situation. Now, don't get me wrong, he wasn't rude or bad or anything like that. He just, didn't get his hands dirty, if you get what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;So over to a different part of my life, I went to Canberra last weekend. With Clare and Amanda. Which was like a mini-break for the three of us, loved it. They are so cool. It was very spontaneous and I suggest you read &lt;a href="http://sydneysunamanda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda's blog&lt;/a&gt; for a hilarious and more detailed version of the event. Unfortunately I forgot to take photos (how very uncharacteristic of me, I know!), but there might show up some on good ol' Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;When I got back into Sydney and on good ol' Facebook on Sunday I realised that little Norway won the Eurovision Song Contest with Alexander Rybak's contribution "Fairytale". It's very Norwegian, I think. Don't really hate it, don't really love it either. But I do think it was appropriate for Eurovision and a deserving winner song.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was 17th of May, Norway Day, constitution day, national day of Norway, but to me, this day is about Norway, friends and family and I really had none of that here. Friends yes, but not Norwegians. So the day didn't really happen for me and was treated like any other day. Except for me making Eggedosis and eating Melkesjokolade. My flatmates were very sceptical to Eggedosis as I told them it was raw eggs and they're told they get sick if they eat it from a very young age in the U.S. but Clare, Sam and Amanda eventually tasted it. Though couldn't have much as they kept thinking "it's raw egg!" and therefore freaking out..&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3806882514808752102?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3806882514808752102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3806882514808752102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3806882514808752102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3806882514808752102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-got-time.html' title='I&apos;ve got time'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6839792316847160756</id><published>2009-05-11T22:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:13:35.209+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies...</title><content type='html'>So much time has passed but still not so much has actually happened. I'll tell you that I've handed in my first essays. Got a P on the reading contemporary music one. And a P on my annotated bibliography. Good to know that I passed at least:)&lt;br /&gt;I've become single since last time. It hurts, but I really don't want to talk about it. To make me think of something else, Ive started going to the gym, mostly with Clare and Amanda, but also with Sam and Kate. It's been an experience! So many classes that are fun and different! Lots of dance classes, some are better than others. Like this one guy didn't bother explaining his moves at all and just went on about it, like a boot camp (citing my flatmate Clare). It feels good to work out and do stuff! Also Clare, Amanda, Brittany, Susanna, Katie and me went out to Epping Hotel. Some got way more drunk than others.. Sus, Katie and me went home a little earlier then the rest, but I had a real good talk with Sus outside and then whoops, Clare and Amanda was home! Sooo drunk.. Some crazy stuff went down at that point, not really appropriate for the internet... But def fun! Now I've got more school stuff going on that I dont really want to do, but have to.. So we'll see when I will update this again.. Took me a while this time too. Plus, I dont really know who reads it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6839792316847160756?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6839792316847160756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6839792316847160756' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6839792316847160756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6839792316847160756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies.html' title='Time flies...'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-400644061141173782</id><published>2009-04-06T16:14:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:54:35.958+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing the Twilight series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/Sdmm9w3ojdI/AAAAAAAAADw/Z5c-oLGOxD4/s1600-h/the+series.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/Sdmm9w3ojdI/AAAAAAAAADw/Z5c-oLGOxD4/s400/the+series.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321468014735429074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Valentines Day Dion and I went to the movies to see "Twilight". My sister and some of my friends had seen it and reckoned it was good. My sister had read the book and for the first time in her life, she read a big book, and she read it fast. So I figured, I have to see what this is all about, making my sister read with such enthusiasm. The movie didn't really do it for me, but it made me want more. So I bought the first book. Two weeks and that was finished. I loved it. After having seen the movie and read the story behind it, made me understand and able to picture it more clearly. The book was beautiful, my favourite. Then I bought New Moon. Two weeks and that was finished too. Not as good as Twilight, first too happy and then waaay too somber, but still, a part of the story. Then I bought Eclipse not a real page turner, but definitely a good book. The story develops further and is far more exciting that the second book. Not even one week and I finished that. I bought Breaking Dawn a couple of days later and it took my a little over 7 days to finish the last book with over 700 pages. Each book gets bigger, I keep reading them faster. SO into those books! I started reading Midnight Sun, the twelve first chapters, only these that are released, which is the Twilight book written from Edwards point of view. A couple of pages left and then what? I might just start reading them all over again. These are the kind of books that even I could read again. &lt;br /&gt;About one and a half months after seeing the Twilight movie, I've also read all the books. And I love them! Such a epic love story. Buy it, borrow it, steel it, I do not care, just read it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-400644061141173782?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/400644061141173782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=400644061141173782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/400644061141173782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/400644061141173782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/finishing-twilight-series.html' title='Finishing the Twilight series'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/Sdmm9w3ojdI/AAAAAAAAADw/Z5c-oLGOxD4/s72-c/the+series.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-6849695552691837397</id><published>2009-03-23T12:33:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:32:39.157+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a student</title><content type='html'>Well since last time I wrote, I've just really been a student here in Sydney. I go to all my lectures, tutorials and practicals. Even when they are as early as 9 am and finish as late as 8 pm.. I start mondays with lecture in Education: the psychological context, have one hour off then tutorial in the same subject. The two hours off, where I go home, have some food, sort my stuff for next lecture, which is statistics. Having major difficulties with that subject, as I have no idea when Stadars deviation is or the Z...? Anyone who feel like helping me??&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I have again ledture in Educational Psycology at 9 am and nothing until Music leture at 5 pm, following psychology prac. I'm now in a group with two guys because we have a group presentation 7 weeks. We havnt decided yet on the topic, but I suggested S.A.D, which I (probably) have, so I would find that interesting:) But we'll see:)&lt;br /&gt;I've compleated two WASPS, two assignments and one GNAT, not counting the demos:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from school I've had a 1 year anniverserary with Dion, which is HUGE if you ask me! I went down to Crookwell for the weekend, and we hang out, just the two of us throughout the whole weekend! Saturday, our day, we went out for chinese and drank a lot of red wine. But we had some really good conversations and enjoyed echothers company a lot:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Manly beach for the first time on friday, my day off, and got to play with the waves, as well as getting a little sunburnt... But it wasnt as bas as it could have been, so 'tis all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and two of my flatmates have also descoverd Epping Hotel, where we went before my anniverserary with Dion. A cool place to go out and to dance if you want to. We've also been to The Ranch, which is right across the street, so convinient, but not always as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I really have to step up and do soem work. I'm not just talking about school, but also the flat. Dions comming and I want it to look nice when he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just wanted to add, I just bought the 4th book, Breaking Dawn, of the Twilight-series. &lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; into that at the mo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-6849695552691837397?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/6849695552691837397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=6849695552691837397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6849695552691837397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/6849695552691837397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-in-as-student.html' title='Life as a student'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-1434440952627389531</id><published>2009-03-09T12:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:36:35.766+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week gone by</title><content type='html'>This last week hasn't been all that exciting. I started tutorials and practicals. So I managed to figure out that my psychology practical was over two hours and not one, so I missed my music lecture. My psychology prac (short for practical) was good. I find that whole subject really interesting so I kind of vacuum all info about psychology into my brain. Not exactly sure where it all goes, but it's in there. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought all my books, except the one for music, got my calculator and unit guide. My tutorial for music was the best, it's all about music and somehow it all seems so simple to me! Might have something to do with my lecturer/tutor, whom I really like. I had my stat (statistics) prac, where I was the genius and the tutorial and lecture of stat where I was as dumb as they get. I changed the lecture and lecturer, so maybe that'll help. I have Fridays off so I just relaxed, did some laundry, read, did some shoppin and watched tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras was on Saturday. Now if you don't know what Mardi Gras is, let me tell you:) It's a gay-lesbian parade through Oxford Street in Sydney. It's on every year and it's huge. I went to the Mardi Gras last year as well and even though it's huge, it's not that big of a deal. At least not for me. Maybe because I'm straight and went with other straight people. Anyways.. As we where waiting for the parade to begin, we got there early to get a good spot, we figured that since we didn't get the good spots and saw nothing we might as well just move to the bar. Which a couple of us did. Joe, Jess, Clare and me went back to O'Malleys by Kings Cross and stayed there drinking jugs for 6 dollars. Clare and me had 4 together. Which is like 6 pints each. We had a lot and a lot of fun. Clare even got some props from a hen party. On our way home we got a kebab and took the train all the way to Chatswood. And a taxi from there. It was a good night and I had a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-1434440952627389531?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1434440952627389531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=1434440952627389531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1434440952627389531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1434440952627389531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-week-gone-by.html' title='Another week gone by'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-7654284972526628166</id><published>2009-03-05T10:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:22:12.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home</title><content type='html'>Getting back from Crookwell wasn’t as easy as I would have hoped. Everything seemed to be going well. Dion drove me to the bus stop in Goulburn, the bus came and we watched “What women wants”, the bus even got to Central before time! &lt;br /&gt;I walked up to the train station and said I’m going to Macquarie University. I felt so relieved that the train between Epping - Chatswood - Epping had opened only a week earlier! Which means that I can take the train all the way from Central to Macquarie University, where I live, instead of going to Chatswood or Epping and then taking the bus from there to my flat. &lt;br /&gt;I purchased my ticket from a woman behind the ticket canter who told me it was cheapest to go through Chatswood and the train from Chatswood to Epping is free! Yay, free! &lt;br /&gt;Oblivious I took the train to Chatswood. But when I arrived there, what happens? Yes, the new train to Epping doesn’t go! Why didn’t the ticket woman tell me that??? Thanks a lot! &lt;br /&gt;I’d never actually been in Chatswood at this time, so I had to look for the buses. As it turns out, do you know, there are NO busses from Chatswood to Macquarie at this time!! I know that there are busses from Epping AND Epping is closer. Angry I went and took a taxi, that cost me 20 bucks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m never going through Chatswood again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-7654284972526628166?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7654284972526628166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=7654284972526628166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7654284972526628166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7654284972526628166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3132987999874666314</id><published>2009-03-05T09:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:24:20.475+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First lecture week</title><content type='html'>I think I should start by telling you my subjects. I have Education: The Psychological Context,Reading Contemporary Music, Introductory Statistics and Introduction To Psychology 1.&lt;br /&gt;Having Contemporary Music was really fun! We listned to some music and the students were suppose to write down the name of the song and artist. I almost didnt know any of the songs. Old stuff, beach boys, the white strips, radiohead... But in all that I heard a familiar song, I thought to my self, no I can't be it, can it? And then the lyrics started; "Du är en saga för god för att vara sann, det är en saga i sig att vi funnit varan, vi kunde lika gärna aldrig någonsin mötts.." I was the only one who knew that was Lisa Ekdahl with "Vem vet", which was so cool! I even got to answer that and they all got really impressed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hour was really fun, and good was that, ‘cause next came Introductory Statistics, which was horrible. The lecturer rushed through the whole thing, without me even able to let things sink in. She kept on pushing out information, witch just made me feel inadequate and confused. She talked of things I did not know, words I did not know and said stuff that I really needed to digest before going any further! A woman from the numeracy center spoke of workshops they would have throughout the semester relating to what the lecture was about, so my hopes are that I will go to these and maybe get more out of this unit from that. Or I have to switch to full year unit, talking "stat" over a year, instead of one semester. &lt;br /&gt;I was glad to finally get out of that theatre and go to the movies. Watching "He's just not that into you" made me relax. An entertaining film. Though not as good as the book, I might add. If you haven’t read the book, I recommend you do it promptly! It’s a very good, funny book. A page-turner if you ask me! &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I had my first Introduction to psychology, which was interesting. I am here doing a bachelor of science – psychology and I’m glad that so far no problems in that area First was some introduction to the course and school , then a good lecture in history of psychology. Did you know it has its roots in philosophy? Very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;After lecture, my flatmates and I went to the Ranch, our local bar/pub. We had some fun, though one of the bartenders kept asking me why I was giving him shit when he couldn’t make a classical drink that I wanted. Got me a little upset, but Amanda calmed me down and I got a “Malibu and pineapple” instead.  After a while I got bored and went home.&lt;br /&gt;For the weekend I went to Canberra, Queanbeyan and Crookwell with Dion. Hadn’t seen him in two weeks, so it was good to see him. I met Nate, a mate from the YHA, Josh and Hannah, had a couple of drinks and talked until Dion and I decided it was time to go back to Crookwell. I got to see his family again and got a really nice baked dinner on Saturday with pumpkin, which I love, by the way!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend reading, sunbathing and hanging out with Dion and his family. I got slightly sunburnt on my thigh, but at least it doesn’t hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3132987999874666314?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3132987999874666314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3132987999874666314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3132987999874666314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3132987999874666314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-lecture-week.html' title='First lecture week'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-8182967264122914412</id><published>2009-02-23T18:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:06:33.914+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My first week</title><content type='html'>Wow. That's gotta be my first word. Wow. Things are so different here, well, at least for me. How things are organised are very different. First of all, you have one person to speak to about one thing, so you have a houndred people you can speak to and I have no clue who to talk to for what! But after my late orientation I figured out who I can email to find out! My student adviser. Though he can help direct me to the right person, I do wish I could have you know, sent me an welcoming email or something similar to prepare me for this shock. Everything in my head was messy, it's starting to tidy up, but there are still some messieness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enrolment preperation before I had oritation, which was not a good idea. I learnt somethings new in emrolment preperation, but i guess I would have had more use of it if I knew more and had had my orientation. After that class we were to make our own timetables. I had to choose two units per semester that were 100-level and had no prerequisites, then have three times lessons per unit and put it into a timetable only to figure out that most of the tetorials were full. I finished the timetable, a pretty good one, if you ask me, and got one person to look it over then send me to a place where there were no people and then send me to the department of psychology where I had to wait for someone to look over my timetable, sign it and tell me to enrol, though most classes might be full. I went and enroled for everything, but register in classes was totaly different as there were classes that I am required to have, but are all full! How can that happen???&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of back and forth I now have a almost complete schedual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my building we had a housemeeting last week, just to get clear on all the rules and responsebilities. All the people living in the Macquarie Parklands, as it's called, are from the U.S. and they're studying abroad, which is a totally different program then I have. I'm a freshman and they are all juniors, sophmores and seniors. They are all just here for one semester and the study aboad people have their own group with social things to do. Like last week, my whole building were going on a 80s cruise around Sydeny Hourbour, while I had to stay at home and be alone in the building. So far these are the only people I know, so that was very idiotic in my eyes. But I have to live with it and I made the best of having the appartment all by my self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten my student ID card, which I look horrible in, I dont even want to talk about it. I met this guy Sam, from south Korea, who helpt me a little around the campus. And I had to correct my name with the Student Enquiery Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I got internet, a little usb pen modem and prepaid 12 GB to supposedly last a year. It's good to be online again, but I have to be good and log out after I'm done, so that I'll not use my GB for nothing. Very different. I bought "Cadet Kelly" which I watched this weekend, and just relaxed with my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my very first lecture yesterday in Education: The Psychological Context. It wasn't as scary as I thought, but still overwhelming. Today was the second lecture, an actual one, and that was scarier, but I made it through!&lt;br /&gt;At five I have a lecture in Reading Contemporary Music and at six I have an other lecture in Introductory Statistics.&lt;br /&gt;After the lectures I'll be going to the theater watching "He's just not that into you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-8182967264122914412?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/8182967264122914412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=8182967264122914412' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8182967264122914412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/8182967264122914412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-week.html' title='My first week'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-5134636737450944535</id><published>2009-02-16T09:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:15:33.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sydney!!</title><content type='html'>I'm finally in Sydney and feeling good. After the long flight I had, I was really looking forward to getting a shower and getting my suitcase, but of course my suitcase wasn't there..!! They didn't even know where it was! After a while I got 100 dollars to buy things I needed until my suitcase arrived. I found a shuttle bus which cost me 60 dollars to get to the University. It took more than an hour and I got to the accommadation centre at the University and I asked if there was any flats for me to move in to. They didn't have any at the moment, but if I could come back at three, there might be something. I finally got to the hotel I booked for the weekend. Nice to get to a bed after so many hours on a plane. But I wanted some food, so I went to the Macquarie Shopping Centre to buy some food. It rained all day, so I bought a blue umbrella, which I now have used a lot since it's been raining all weekend almost non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;I went from Norway with 10 minus and snow to Australia with 20 plus and rain!&lt;br /&gt;I got a little lost, but evetually I found back to the accommadation centre at three, and they told me they had a place for me! &lt;br /&gt;So my new adresse is:&lt;br /&gt;10/141 Herring Road. North Ryde NSW 2113.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful Vantentine's Day, even though I was jet-laged. So we spent the morning in the hotel room. Then we went to the shopping centre and got some stuff for my flat and tickets for Twilight, whiched Dion and I went to at nine, after I showed him the flat and we had some asian food:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we checked out of the hotel and went to the flat before getting breakfast at the centre and shopping more stuff for me and the apartment, including a brand new laptop!! I don't have internet in the apartement yet, but I'm working on it. So until then I just have internet cafes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is orientation week and I can't wait to get started with everything! I'll let you know, when I know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-5134636737450944535?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/5134636737450944535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=5134636737450944535' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5134636737450944535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/5134636737450944535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-sydney.html' title='In Sydney!!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-7662879343119143740</id><published>2009-02-10T21:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:13:44.428+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepatations!</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving tomorrow to go to Sydney! And before that I should have done a lot of preparations! But since I'm in a kind of shock, I havn't done much.. I should have started packing, which I haven't. I shouls have worked out what I need to bring, but I haven't. I should have sent an e-mail to NAV, but I haven't. I should've systemizes all my pictures, but I'm not half way there! And there is probably a lot  of things that I should do or should have done, but I haven't and I have no idea what! Freakin out! I leave tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-7662879343119143740?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/7662879343119143740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=7662879343119143740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7662879343119143740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/7662879343119143740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/prepatations.html' title='Prepatations!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-4214587919971379035</id><published>2009-02-04T00:24:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:49:34.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Brimingham and Aberystwyth</title><content type='html'>Thursday, after work, I flew from Trop to Birmingham. Benedicte met me at the airport and we stayed at a hostel in Brimingham. We discovered Brimingham, had breakfast at the hostel, lunch in a canalboat and dinner at Pizza Hut for 7.50! We did some windowshopping aswell and a bought small stuff. Friday evening we took the train to Aberystwyth, where Benedicte is studying. I've met her housemates, watched a lot of movies (Blood diamond, benny&amp;joon, the notebook, yes man), been at the university and cafees! Had chocolate drink/pudding today, heaven! It's snowed the last couple of days, but even so, the sun has been out everyday. Tomorrow we're going to see Slumdog Millionare. Thursday I'm headin' back home. Hopefully the plane back won't be as noisy as the one to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-4214587919971379035?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4214587919971379035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=4214587919971379035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4214587919971379035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4214587919971379035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/brimingham-and-aberystwyth.html' title='Brimingham and Aberystwyth'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-9085724995933746823</id><published>2009-01-26T08:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:43:56.727+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I got accepted!!</title><content type='html'>I just want everyone to know that I got accepted at Macquarie University in Sydney, bachelor of science - psychology!! So that's keeping me in Sydney for the next three years! I'm just so happy!!!:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to sign some documents, send them to KILROY as well as finding a place to live in Sydney. If you know of anyone wanting to rent out a place in Sydney, let me know?;)&lt;br /&gt;For now I have applied for a room at &lt;a href="http://www.macquarieuv.com.au/"&gt;Macquarie University Village&lt;/a&gt; so I hope I get that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-9085724995933746823?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9085724995933746823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=9085724995933746823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9085724995933746823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9085724995933746823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-accepted.html' title='I got accepted!!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-1489883607940926023</id><published>2009-01-23T04:03:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:27:24.153+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A summary of 2008</title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2008 that you've never done before?&lt;br /&gt;I went to Australia all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years resolutions and did you make new ones?&lt;br /&gt;Well, kept some. Didnt make any new ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did someone you know become a mother or a father?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Gina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did someone you knew die?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Harald Heide Steen jr was my nabour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which countries have you visited the last year?&lt;br /&gt;England, Taiwan, Hong Kong, The Philippines, Australia and Norway:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you wish for 2009 that you missed in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;More time for friends...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates in 2008 will you never forget and why?&lt;br /&gt;F.eks 14 of march, when Dion and I got together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your biggest achievment?&lt;br /&gt;Well, went on a trip all by myself, that's pretty big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your biggest downer?&lt;br /&gt;Blodpoisening and Dion ending up at the hospital in Norway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you been sick, hurt or injured?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've had the flu a lot, blodpoisening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was you best buy?&lt;br /&gt;Converse-shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who deserves your hounour for their behavior?&lt;br /&gt;Dont really kno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whos' actions made you sad?&lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What happend to all your money?&lt;br /&gt;Well, accommodation, alcohol, travel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What made you very very excited and happy?&lt;br /&gt;Having a boyfriend and having him over in Norway, meeting everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song (artist) will always remind you of 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna "Hate that I love you", "Bubbly" - Colbie Collait and "All summer long" - Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you....&lt;br /&gt;a. Happeier or more sad? Happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Ticker or thinner? Ticker!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Richer or poorer? Much poorer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you did more of?&lt;br /&gt;Work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you did less of?&lt;br /&gt;Candyeating and wasting money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How many one-night stands did you have?&lt;br /&gt;None of your business, but I did get myself a boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorit TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you hate anyone now, that you didn't hate last year?&lt;br /&gt;Hate? No, not at all. And hate is such a strong word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What the best book you read this year?&lt;br /&gt;I kind of likeed them all; Angels and Demonds, The DaVinci Code, The Shadow of the Wind, Damaged and &lt;a href="http://wanderingscribe.blogspot.com"&gt;Abandoned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Musical finding of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ABBA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you wish for - and got?&lt;br /&gt;"Mørkemannen", Unni Lindells newest book! And Socks and a beautiful necklas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you wich for - and didnt get?&lt;br /&gt;Some singstars and my boyfriend here with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Movie of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia! The movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated by going out for lunch with Dion, Speci, Annelise og Anne Mette:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What thing or person has made this year more satisfactory?&lt;br /&gt;Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How would you decribe your style?&lt;br /&gt;Casual and maching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What has kept you in mental balence?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Dion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What celeberty did you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;Blake Lively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What in the politics has upset you most?&lt;br /&gt;No comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;My man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the best person that came into your life?&lt;br /&gt;Dion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. A songlyric that summens up the year..&lt;br /&gt;Singing sweet home alabama all summer long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-1489883607940926023?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/1489883607940926023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=1489883607940926023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1489883607940926023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/1489883607940926023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/summary-of-2008.html' title='A summary of 2008'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-106105845653146144</id><published>2009-01-18T10:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:22:40.591+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni in Sydney?</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to study in Sydney. Ever since I can remember I wanted to study lawyer in Sydney, not law, but lawyer! Funny now that I think about it! Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Last year I spent 7 out of 12 monts in Australia and I loved it! The sun is almost constantly out and it makes me happier and makes look at things in a brighter way! I got my self a boyfriend, that made me decide to actually go there now and study. Nothing is ready or clear yet, but I have applied to Macquarie University in Sydney at Bachelor of Science/Arts - Psychology! There's a lot of stuff that needs to be sorted out before the semester commences in Febuary! Yes, Febuary!! That means, less then a month 'til orientation and enrolment! Mentally I'm ready, this is something I've been thinking about all my life, but still not everything is ready, so we'll have to see what happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-106105845653146144?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/106105845653146144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=106105845653146144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/106105845653146144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/106105845653146144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/uni-in-sydney.html' title='Uni in Sydney?'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-3840953875641490661</id><published>2009-01-15T22:55:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T03:33:54.520+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SXC26YpiKRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Pkh8HJs8-Q8/s1600-h/Hyttetur+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SXC26YpiKRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Pkh8HJs8-Q8/s320/Hyttetur+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291930676325656850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Line, Paddy, Benedicte and I went to Eggedal aka The Mountains. It was a fun and kozy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;It started last friday with Benedicte pickin me up at my house. See she had said beforehand that I have to pack small. I feel I had packed small, all I needed, but when I saw "Lille Opel" I understood what she ment. Little Opel has the smalest trunck I have ever seen. It was almost full and we were gonna pick up Line and Paddy with their bags AND skis! We went food-shopping while waiting and got some spagetti at Lines before we packed the car. We actually managed to put one huge bag, for both Line and Paddy, two smaller bags, one for Benedicte and one for me, two pair of skies and all the food we'd bought, in the car, as well as ourselvs! We were pritty proud..&lt;br /&gt;Benedicte drove and three an a half hour later we went into Benedicte's winter house in the mountains. We had a bottle of wine, Line and I made wok and we talked until bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;On the saturday we made Paddy go skiing. His first time ever to go skiing. Unfortunatly there were a lot of hills in the beginning witch resolted in a lot of falls, from both Paddy's and mine. And not a very enthusiastic Paddy, but as we were skiin straight forward Paddy mangaged the art of skiing better and at the end he walked for two hours and had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;Me, I personally hate skiing. I walked maybe an hour, an hour and a half, tops.. I went back to the cabin, had a shower and started waiting for the others to get back. We had a bonfire outside the house and ate susages burnt on the bonfire;)&lt;br /&gt;We sat a while out in the snow, but as the bonfire meltes the snow and the snow killed the bonfire, we went inside, opened a bollte of wine and just talked. &lt;br /&gt;Benedicte and Paddy made taco that evening, so we opened an other bottle of wine as we ate and enjoyed the food. Later on we decided to play "Fantasy". Paddy was too sleepy from the long day he'd had and the wine, so Line, Benedicte and I played. It was so much fun from all the miming and drawings, we just had a big laugh with the whole game.&lt;br /&gt;After that we sat up for an other coulpe of house havin girl-chat.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we decided to just go sliding. Benedicte had two snowracers, so we raced eachother two and two until I was too wet and cold from the snow!&lt;br /&gt;Made left overs for lunch, a big omelett with chicken and beef, onion, cheese and eggs. At least that's wat I remember was put in it:) We also had breadrolls, lettuce and different spreads.&lt;br /&gt;We cleaned the house and left it, heading back to sivilasation, but all agreeing that the weekend was a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-3840953875641490661?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/3840953875641490661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=3840953875641490661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3840953875641490661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/3840953875641490661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-trip-to-mountains.html' title='A trip to the mountains'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SXC26YpiKRI/AAAAAAAAABg/Pkh8HJs8-Q8/s72-c/Hyttetur+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-4505836327636013878</id><published>2009-01-09T09:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:36:48.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Manus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWZ63ixudbI/AAAAAAAAABY/JA84pxgVu68/s1600-h/Max_Manus_135049o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWZ63ixudbI/AAAAAAAAABY/JA84pxgVu68/s320/Max_Manus_135049o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289049907039991218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday I went to the movies with Benedicte and we watched the Norwegian motion picture called "Max Manus". A historicly important movie about the world war 2 in Norway. As Norway was occupied by the Nazis, Manus joins with the Norwegian resistance movement, get arrested, but ascapes, he then gets training in Scotland, before he goes back to Norway and carries out sabotage missions against the occupying forces.&lt;br /&gt;As the war becomes more and more brutal, many of Manus' friends lose their lives in the struggle against the Germans, and he starts to blame himself for being the one who survives. As a resolt of this he drinks and has trouble with his nervs. But he marries a girl he meets durring the war in Sweden and they live happy together until his death in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is touching, brutal and epic. It's a true story and it really tells how the resistance movement worked and lived durring the war. A real war movie and a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-4505836327636013878?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4505836327636013878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=4505836327636013878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4505836327636013878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4505836327636013878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/max-manus.html' title='Max Manus'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWZ63ixudbI/AAAAAAAAABY/JA84pxgVu68/s72-c/Max_Manus_135049o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-9168225547741167934</id><published>2009-01-04T11:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:54:18.171+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X-mas and Happy New Year...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWAIiBQd0EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1tU2rwDOHTg/s1600-h/L%C3%A5nt+kamera+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWAIiBQd0EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1tU2rwDOHTg/s320/L%C3%A5nt+kamera+256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287235343079034946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm still not totally familiarised with blogspot, I do want to wish everyone merry christmas and a happy new year! I realise it's a little late, but better late then never! Wishing you all the best for the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-9168225547741167934?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/9168225547741167934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=9168225547741167934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9168225547741167934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/9168225547741167934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-x-mas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry X-mas and Happy New Year...!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SWAIiBQd0EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1tU2rwDOHTg/s72-c/L%C3%A5nt+kamera+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-4732895387871561600</id><published>2008-12-22T09:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:13:55.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In the remake..</title><content type='html'>I discovered that I DO want to start blogging again, but to do that I need to familiarise myself really well with blogspot and make the blog I want. Witch means going through a lot of stuff and figuiring out want kind of blog I want to make! Good thing no one is pressuring me, 'cos now I've got all the time in the world, all the time in the world... &lt;br /&gt;So in the meantime, just be patient and brace yourselves, whoever reads this.. and get ready for the new blog, some time in the future, while this one is still in the remake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-4732895387871561600?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/4732895387871561600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=4732895387871561600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4732895387871561600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/4732895387871561600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-remake.html' title='In the remake..'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-2982776526679905951</id><published>2008-12-17T21:53:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:29:43.948+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should start blogging again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SU7DPJdTcFI/AAAAAAAAABA/KAkdLAs5Kic/s1600-h/41tsAr35SLL__SL210_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SU7DPJdTcFI/AAAAAAAAABA/KAkdLAs5Kic/s320/41tsAr35SLL__SL210_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282374077956452434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really blogged in a really long time, since facebook came into my life, facebookis my life. But I've read this book called "abandoned" by anya peters, also the writer of a blog, called "&lt;a href="http://www.wanderingscribe.blogspot.com"&gt;WanderingScribe&lt;/a&gt;". Her story is really touching and inspiering. It all starts when her birthmother leaves her in London with her sister  for her to raise. Her aunt is her mom throughout her childhood and her biological mother never tells anyone except a few that anya is her daughter. Anya never feels like she belongs in her family in London, which her uncle constanty reminds her of she is not a part of. He eventually starts abusing her, sexually and behaves violently towards her a lot of the times. Finally it cracks for Anya and she tells someone, when that happens she can't stop and it ends up with the uncle going to jail and the family that Anya knows gets splitt up and is  never the same. Her mom can't handle what's happend to her and leaves. Anya goes to boarding school and becomes a lawyer, but ends up in a bad relationship, gets depression and decides to leave London. Without an income she ends up living in her car, homeless, lonely and abandoned. Even in her darkest hours of depression she never turns to drugs, which I find very impressive. I googled her blog and read some of it, which made me think of my own blog as I was writing a comment on her latest one. This is definatly a good one. You should read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out. XOXO - HC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-2982776526679905951?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/2982776526679905951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=2982776526679905951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2982776526679905951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/2982776526679905951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2008/12/maybe-i-should-start-blogging-again.html' title='Maybe I should start blogging again?'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tCC-JXNbMcU/SU7DPJdTcFI/AAAAAAAAABA/KAkdLAs5Kic/s72-c/41tsAr35SLL__SL210_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-117035881573912101</id><published>2007-02-02T06:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:45:02.186+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X-mas and Happy New Year:)</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to wish all my "readers" a merry x-mas and a happy new year. A little late though, but better late then never, right? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-117035881573912101?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/117035881573912101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=117035881573912101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/117035881573912101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/117035881573912101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2007/02/merry-x-mas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry X-mas and Happy New Year:)'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-116406103726791467</id><published>2006-11-21T09:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:17:17.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>People have not been eager to comment on mye site, that's one of the reasons why I didn't think anyone read it. But unlike my friends &lt;a href="http://orenesehals.blogspot.com/2006/10/ett-ord-sier-mye-mindre-enn-tusen-ord.html"&gt;ÆLI&lt;/a&gt; I don't mind just one word. You know, just to know it's been read. So this is an invitation to all of you, my blog readers to lave a comment, as small as you like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-116406103726791467?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116406103726791467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=116406103726791467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116406103726791467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116406103726791467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-116361063102991354</id><published>2006-11-16T04:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:10:31.040+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont't know..</title><content type='html'>I just found out, people read my blog! That was a newsflash for me..! Now to some news.. I've been to Denmark, to the Silkeborg Højskole reunion and it was fantastick! I took the train to Kristiansand, got picked up by Mags &amp; Ashtrey and slept over at Mags' house with Ashtrey 'til next morning when we took the Color Line ferry to Hirtshals and drove from there to Silkeborg. The whole week-end was fun and memorible!&lt;br /&gt;Last week-end my friends and I decided to go to London to celebrate New Years:) We already ordered planetickets and hotel (Quality Hotel!)! So we are very much looking forward to our little "get-away"!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-116361063102991354?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116361063102991354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=116361063102991354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116361063102991354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116361063102991354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dontt-know.html' title='I dont&apos;t know..'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-116084716835312958</id><published>2006-10-15T03:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:32:50.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsflash!</title><content type='html'>So I've decided to try and keep this blog updatet. Unfortunatly I don't relly think anyone actually reads it, so how much point there is to this I won't say..:P&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to say, other than I like my work, my dad became 59 years old last tuesday and tomorrow, Ingrid will be 20 years old and on monday Kine will be 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;I did go to "Knattholmen" last weekend and had a really nice time. I am looking forward to the reunion the weekend of 3-5 of november in Silkeborg, Denmark. And wonder about other trips, like to Dublin, London, Barcelona and Australia!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-116084716835312958?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116084716835312958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=116084716835312958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116084716835312958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/116084716835312958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/newsflash.html' title='Newsflash!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115946088367721562</id><published>2006-09-29T02:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T02:28:03.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in a school</title><content type='html'>In my line of work I get to do lots of things. As I am now working in first grade with lots of six-year-olds. They are just so little. Little human beings. Hardly any of them read at all and some know how to write their own name. Most of all, not all of them know how to behave and be proper. I've learnt these last two weeks that I can be strickt and hard. I hate being that person. That person that yells at someone aka the kids. I hate being angry and yell at people. But that is the only way those little people learn. Unfortunatly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115946088367721562?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115946088367721562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115946088367721562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115946088367721562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115946088367721562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/working-in-school.html' title='Working in a school'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115750190290493044</id><published>2006-09-06T10:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:18:22.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog..</title><content type='html'>As I have come to realise that blogspot is more friendly then I first thought, I might want to keep the site still going on, still going strong.. But because of past diffences between blogspot and myself I have created an other blog.. In norwegian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hcprincess.blogg.no"&gt;www.hcprincess.blogg.no&lt;/a&gt; is the adress if you where wondering..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115750190290493044?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115750190290493044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115750190290493044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115750190290493044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115750190290493044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-blog.html' title='New blog..'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115749923272728768</id><published>2006-09-06T09:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:41:34.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back with fond memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7591/1955/1600/Lines%20Dublin%20bilder%20(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7591/1955/320/Lines%20Dublin%20bilder%20%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Line and I was in Ireland durring our easter holiday, we went to a really truely spontaneus Westlife concert. This picture describes how we felt as we where waiting for Westlife to come out on stage..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115749923272728768?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115749923272728768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115749923272728768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115749923272728768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115749923272728768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/looking-back-with-fond-memories.html' title='Looking back with fond memories'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115074256889420382</id><published>2006-06-20T04:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T04:42:48.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HC, your best quality shines through in how Compassionate you are</title><content type='html'>The fact that you're a caring and considerate person who is typically very loving, as well really draws people to you! But that's not the only thing. Your answers on the test indicate you're a hopeful and optimistic person who tends to look on the bright side of life. You are great at expressing myself and can be at my best when articulating my ideas or communicating with others, too.In all, there are 15 qualities that help define you when you're at your best. Those are the traits potential employers, friends, and partners look for in you. What makes you unique is your particular distribution of those 15 qualities.We've found that your particular combination of qualities is rare — only 4 in 10,000 people share the same general mix of traits. Those are great odds if you're trying to show a potential employer, colleague, friend, or date why you're exactly the right person for them.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out! Insecurities and character weaknesses can spell trouble in your personal life and career. Don't let it happen to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115074256889420382?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115074256889420382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115074256889420382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115074256889420382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115074256889420382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/06/hc-your-best-quality-shines-through-in.html' title='HC, your best quality shines through in how Compassionate you are'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115072761058016372</id><published>2006-06-20T00:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:06:29.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I took one of those tests..</title><content type='html'>Your Score: 41&lt;br /&gt;35 - 44&lt;br /&gt;You have slightly above average EQ - with room to grow! You are likely sensitive to the emotional climate of the people around you - your peers, friends, family and key clients. You are well aware of the effect your behavior has on others. Still, while you may be adept at tuning into others and their needs - you must remember your own! Don't be afraid to honestly communicate these difficult needs and feelings. The world is well stocked with martyrs - it doesn't need any more! Think also about your passion for work (or whatever constitutes your main roles in life - manager of people, doer of tasks, 'meeter' of clients' needs, etc). We spend countless hours in our given roles - sometimes without much joy or satisfaction. In the process we become tranquilized by the trivial. Sedated by the small details of life. Sure, the laundry needs doing, the groceries need getting, the kids need chauffeuring, the deadlines must be knocked off, but we also need to stop and remember what gives us great joy and meaning. If we fail to remind ourselves (on a regular basis), we risk becoming hostile and cynical. We lose our purpose. And this translates to a diminished ability to be effective, at ease and fulfilled. Areas to work on: Ask yourself: - What situations generally create tension and stress for you? How are you handling these situations? - What negative thoughts play over and over in your mind on a regular basis? Are these a true picture of reality? - Are you afraid to share your needs and feelings with others? Is it because you are taking care of everyone else - being a martyr - or acting 'the strong, silent type'? What 3 things give you the greatest meaning in your life? If you work on gaining clarity in these areas, you will move toward maximizing your full potential and finding greater effectiveness, happiness, and fulfillment in your life. As William James said: I have no doubt whatever that most people live, whether physically, intellectually, or morally, in a very restricted circle of their potential being. They make use of a very small portion of their possible consciousness... much like a man who, out of his whole body organism, should get into the habit of using and moving only his little finger... We all have reservoirs of life to draw upon, of which we do not dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115072761058016372?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115072761058016372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115072761058016372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115072761058016372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115072761058016372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-took-one-of-those-tests.html' title='I took one of those tests..'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-115028281164226227</id><published>2006-06-14T20:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:05:27.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TSN is over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7591/1955/1600/fint%20bilde%20av%20alle%20p??"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7591/1955/320/fint%20bilde%20av%20alle%20p%3F%3F%20tsn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSN is over and my summer holiday has started.. I miss all the people terribly!menneskene noe fryktelig! We where such a homogenic group and really enjoy eachothers company! It's weird and sad without them and to know it's all over..!&lt;br /&gt;Next now is summer and my summer holiday is filled with lots of different activities. Luckely I'll meet my dear ones again in Ulsteinvik 9- 16 july! Ten Sing seminar, that will be great! And then we have the European Ten Sing festival in Århus:) And I will meet Ingrid, Martin Gulli og Magnus on comfirmation camp! Apart from that I will be working, tanning and hanging with friends in the summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-115028281164226227?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115028281164226227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=115028281164226227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115028281164226227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/115028281164226227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/06/tsn-is-over.html' title='TSN is over...'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-114037561630304569</id><published>2006-02-20T04:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:13:50.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Winterholiday!</title><content type='html'>Sunday February the 19th was the day my winterholiday started. The day began with the end of VT in Lunner in Hed/Opp. krets, a winterfestival we visited for the weekend and had our concert at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-114037561630304569?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114037561630304569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=114037561630304569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/114037561630304569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/114037561630304569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/02/winterholiday.html' title='Winterholiday!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-113693802983821224</id><published>2006-01-11T11:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:11:24.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The TSN people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alf Reidar: Omtenktsom&lt;br /&gt;Anna Katharina: Helt skjønn&lt;br /&gt;Anne Line: Konge dame!&lt;br /&gt;Astri: Armpit-bruden&lt;br /&gt;Eli: Crazy-mama!&lt;br /&gt;Ellen: Sprø!&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: Hodestupsforelsket i Arne!&lt;br /&gt;Jørgen: LOST-fysisk...:P&lt;br /&gt;Karen: Morsom&lt;br /&gt;Kari: Ludus ved pianoet&lt;br /&gt;Katrine: God samtalepartner&lt;br /&gt;Kine: Søt Jolene&lt;br /&gt;Kyrre: Trommegæææærn!&lt;br /&gt;Lars: Jeg har akkurat sendt deg et nugde! :D&lt;br /&gt;Magnhild: Barnslig-voksen (eller omvendt)&lt;br /&gt;Magnus: Den myke..&lt;br /&gt;Maren: Talentful&lt;br /&gt;Marte: Kul berte!&lt;br /&gt;Martin Gulli: Den gode&lt;br /&gt;Martin MB: Stiledru ballerina&lt;br /&gt;Mikkel: Dumme danske&lt;br /&gt;Ragga: Bare barnslig...&lt;br /&gt;Ragnhild: Herlig flørter&lt;br /&gt;Rudi:Lille hjelpeløse&lt;br /&gt;Åsmund: Aksjemann! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-113693802983821224?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113693802983821224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=113693802983821224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/113693802983821224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/113693802983821224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2006/01/tsn-people.html' title='The TSN people'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19705675.post-113408921603006560</id><published>2005-12-09T11:45:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:09:24.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog!</title><content type='html'>Yes, well, then I've started bloging, wonder if it'll be any better then my two websides, msn space, bloc.no or even other blogs?? I'm not really good at this, but we'll see, time will show as I like to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19705675-113408921603006560?l=hctheprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113408921603006560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19705675&amp;postID=113408921603006560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/113408921603006560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19705675/posts/default/113408921603006560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hctheprincess.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog.html' title='Blog!'/><author><name>HCprincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986874115116340269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVg3JcSqj-Q/TpoQ-7QwVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UplEOSqvtuE/s220/Snapshot_20110617_104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
