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Hello everyone!


I'm not to be found at summerbrize.blogspot.com anymore. It was a great time, and I wrote down a lot of thoughts on this blog - but everything has to end at some point, right?


I am currently planning a year abroad in Great Britain (hopefully England). So, to all norwegians (and other people curious) you can read about it at www.ukdream.blogg.no .

Thanks for stopping by!

I can't say goodbye yet

Make your own animation


dress @ asos

doing my hair

Make your own animation

And yes, I just discovered this amazing website where you can make animations of your own pictures! I love it, and I keep making them all the time. 

Rolling in the deep

Make your own animation

Love story

Romeo, oh Romeo. 

Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name - our if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Boys and their shoes

If there's one thing I just can't stand, it's boys who doesn't use proper shoes. My heart drops to my stomach most of the times. Seriously, how hard can it be?

This one time, I was at the cinema with my bestfriend. We saw a guy. Worst thing was that he was a couple a years older than us, and even he couldn't use a proper pair of shoes! At first, we didn't notice the shoes. His clothes looked abnormally good. Mostly, guys just wear a random t-shirt and some hoodie over it, but this guy really had put some thought to his outfit. Oh, had I only known what was on his feet. 

SERIOUSLY GUYS. Why is it so hard to buy a pair of Converse? Why on earth do you match a suit with trainers?

I get it if you're off to training, because they're TRAINERS. Why can't boys buy cool sneakers - like, adidas or nike? If you don't like Converse, there're plenty of other alternatives than old worn-out trainers.

 Girls, back me up on this one!

Like a dream

Clicking onto weheartit.com makes me wishing I could take those photos!

sleeeeeeeeeeeep

Thought it was time for me to stop by. Having my cousin over for the weekend, so new pictures for summerbreeze will definitaly come on later. Right now I'm going to sleep, I'm so tired after having approx. 6 hours sleep for the last five days!

 and yes, I will post something a bit more interesting tomorrow.
 

If I Stay

For several days she'd been searching for the book. She'd been all over town, to every bookstore and library, but with no luck. None had the one she had wanted for so long, and finally the day came. Finally the day came when she could hold the book in her hand.. and open it.

 
Well, it wasn't all that dramatic. I've read this book for some time ago, and lately I've been thinking about reading it again. I made me cry several times between 209 pages. I think it's one of my favourite books so far, it is lovely and I recommend it to everyone. If I Stay - Gayle Forman. 

aooooo, too hot!

Have a nice week people, now I'm going to sit down with If I Stay and a cup of hot chocolate!

Too late(?)

What do you say when the person who hurt you, asks for forgiveness?

We've all been through it, or we will. We trust one person blindly, and one day they do something that ruins your relationship. What do you do? This might be the one person you've ever trusted truly in your life. Will your love for this person overwin reason? You're supposed to treat people the way you want to be treated yourself. Does this count as well? 

If you were ever to do something extremely stupid, that hurts someone you care about - would you want forgiveness? That's not even a question. Removing questionmark now. Of course you'd want forgiveness, but it's a different matter when it's you who get's burned. 

Is it true, that sometime there's no hope? Is it true that sometimes there is no chance to move on, forgive and forget? Is it simply too late?

Sundays

I can honestly say that on Sunday's I never do anything effectively or productively.I both hate and love Sunday's. They're great because there's nothing to do, so you just lay around and eat food. They're bad because all you do is lay around and eat food.Even if you have all these plans figured out, you just end up watching How I Met Your Mother anyways.

Well, Ted Moseby awaits! It's a mixed feeling for me, what about you?

Choices

It seems as though I've got a countless amount of choices to make within ten days. Why do we have to choose all these things? Can't I just lock myself in the bathroom and never come out? It doesn't sound too bad to don't give a fudge in what I have to do. Just, screw you guys, I'm going home.

I hate choosing. Even the simplest things, like : favourite food. I can't pick one, because there're so many great dishes! One day I really want chicken, but the next day I can't stand the smell. It's so weird. Now they want me to make,probably, the most important choice of my life.

Seriously, who said making choices was easy?

Decaf

I think you can compare relationships to loads of things. There is one, very random, thing I discovered it could be compared to. Coffee. Yes, you read right! Let us pretend that a strong, black coffee is real love. Over the years you taste all different kinds of coffee. Vanilla, mocca, cappucino, latte, ice coffee and decaf. 

You order a black coffee, but they've messed up your order so you get a decaf by a mistake. At first you can't tell the difference. It smells the same, looks the same, and tastes almost the same. You don't notice the difference before later, when you're supposed to feel energized. Instead you feel tired, and exhausted. 

In life you meet loads of decaf relationship, it just wasn't what you wanted and disappointed you. At first you thought it was a cup of black coffee, but then you noticed something wasn't right. When you find that coffee you never get tired off, you know it's true!

Yeah, who said love can't be compared with hot liquid?

Extended Valentine's

It's seddled. Yesterday, as I am sure you remembered, it was Valentine's Day. Because I don't have any Valentine, I decided to do Valentine's Day the awesome way. I was supposed to be nice, honest, kind and all that. It was forbidden to be sarcastic, bitchy (me? bitchy?), ironic or in any way make fun of any one. It was hard, and I forgot. So, to make it up I'm extending Valentine's Day to Valentine's WEEK. Yeah, I did. 

All week, I will try my very best, to be as nice and sincere to everyone. If I get a comment from someone, I shall raise above. I think I really need this, because I have a seriouse diagnose called sarcasmoholik. It isn't widely known, and they try to stop it before it get's spread around. So, please people - remember to wash your hands.

Anyways, I hope you join me in the extended Valentine's Week. Who said Valentine's only counted for lovers?

I'm back

Yes, you crazy kids heard right. I'm back. It's february and as my february resolution I'm coming back, and coming back stronger!
 With a little help from my friends I'll do my best not having two months absence from my blog :) (Forgive me for that..)

By friends I mean YOU guys! You'll be so kind and give me wishes for what you wanna see moore/less of! Naww, you guys are the best. Just press the "Comment"-button below and write something. I would be very pleased if you did so.

Thank you!

Illegal

There should be a law saying "when under stress, deadlines, or in situations/times one should be able to go to school/work/outside - it is forbidden to get sick".

Two times in under a month? Really? What horrible thing have I done to deserve it? First week at school after christmas holiday, and I get sick. Lucky you, you might think. Think twice. Three days kept hostage in my own house is pretty dramatic. I have about zero energy left, after two days of throwing up (was that too much information?..hmm) and no consuming of food. Aahh.. the good times.

This was me, in male version.

It was really the worst timing of my life. At my school we're having this musical next week, Tuesday to be precise. And I've already missed out on two rehearsels. So, tomorrow it is on from 12:00-16:00 and on Sunday it is on from 14:00-20:00. Good times, once again. Kidding, I love working on the musical! 

So.. This is me, trying to take a few photos, they're all really pretty.

This is a picture of me, looking satisfied because I'm no longer sick..

"oh, were you taking a picture of me? I didn't know"

I'll spare you from the other picture, I don't think you'd handle them.
 

Have a great weekend, people.  
So long.