Finals are here, and I'm ready to step up to the plate. I'm quite a bit behind on my independent study research, but I'm getting an extension into next semester. Other than that I'm looking at another great semester worth of grades as long as I can NAIL my Norwegian final tomorrow. It's actually 2 parts. We have a written final tomorrow and an oral final the day to follow. I have other work to be done, but I should be ok for the rest of my classes (meaning getting an "A").
I was lucky enough to go to the CNN news conference interview of the Nobel Prize last Saturday (Held each year in Oslo). It was GREAT! I got to shake Jonathan Mann's hand, (one of CNN's biggest, baddest and best reporters). I am in the process of making a video for my Comm 402 final, so I'll post it tomorrow after I'm done.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Dece in December
Well. I am just dunbfounded at this website. I have more movies that won't upload that are finished than I know what to do with. I can't figure out what the problem is. Hopefully in back at school I can figure it out.
I have videos with footage regarding...
-Trip to Copenhagen
-Trip to Barcelona/Dublin
-A tour of the city of Moss
These are very long videos that take a while to upload, but I've given some of them more than 24 hours to do so. SO, we'll see what happens, I always have them on my computer to show to those who are interested.
I LEAVE IN 2 WEEKS! Ahhhh!
I have videos with footage regarding...
-Trip to Copenhagen
-Trip to Barcelona/Dublin
-A tour of the city of Moss
These are very long videos that take a while to upload, but I've given some of them more than 24 hours to do so. SO, we'll see what happens, I always have them on my computer to show to those who are interested.
I LEAVE IN 2 WEEKS! Ahhhh!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sick
Sick all day today, and not "sick" as in super cool, rad or awesome. I've had a massive migraine and been throwing up, oh but it gets better.... I'm one of 8 rooms in the dorms at the moment that had pipes freeze while I was on vacation, so there's no running water in my room. (Throwing up in a toilet I can't immediately flush... oh man). Life will get better, I'm feeling better already. It's just days like today I wish I was at home in a nice bed getting served some chicken noodle soup by those who love me. Happy Thanksgiving to all, I'm so very thankful I was gifted with the opportunities I have been, the people in my life, and the brain to get me around.
Less than a month left... as a matter of fact in 1 month I'll be at home with the fam!
Less than a month left... as a matter of fact in 1 month I'll be at home with the fam!
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Hockey
I've noticed something familiar about being around what to me is "foreign".
>>And that is simply that regardless of the language you speak, Smiles are Universally translated.
I say this because, as you know from reading, I've been able to finally play hockey here. I play in what we in the states would call the "old men's" league, here they say "gamle gutter" which translates to "old boys". The only difference here is that they actually compete with other old men's teams throughout the county.
I'm not allowed to play games here in Norway with the kids my age because I'm not a citizen, and I am too young to play with the old boys.
To get to my point.... I get to practice with them now twice a week--Tues and Thurs nights. (they play their games on Sun nights)
Well, I've only been out there twice, and I got to skate today (Saturday) against the A team for a charity game.
Having watched two of my friends play in a game every Sunday, in actual competitive hockey (something we don't have in the states much after high school) I get ancy and wish I could play.
The guys rounded up some old equipment lying around the locker room so I could skate, and I couldn't be happier. My equipment sucks, but I don't care. I actually LOVE my helmet. It's a bright red Jofa bucket from the mid 80's with a halfer visor on it. FILTHY!
I said the smiling thing, because I honestly can not stop smiling on the ice the entire time I've been out there. I look at my reflection, with this sugar sweet red melon protector on my dome and just giggle. The language barrier on the ice is quite a problem. There are only a few guys that can speak english, and I'm still not good enough to "snakker norsk" with them yet. BUT, they all seem to like me, and don't mind that I'm out there simply because I'm smiling the whole time.
The smile comment also comes into play a couple of different times.
When I babysit, the youngest child, the girl, doesn't speak any Eniglish. However, we get along great! We can just feed of off each other's expressions, reading into them, and keep in mind she's only 4.
When their grandparents came over last Thursday, the bestemor (grandma) didn't speak english. Not a problem , simply with facial expressions and gestures we communicated perfectly without even using words.
I have to go, I will write more on this, but I'm headed to Lillestom, where Nicolai my buddy is from, for the evening. PEACE.
>>And that is simply that regardless of the language you speak, Smiles are Universally translated.
I say this because, as you know from reading, I've been able to finally play hockey here. I play in what we in the states would call the "old men's" league, here they say "gamle gutter" which translates to "old boys". The only difference here is that they actually compete with other old men's teams throughout the county.
I'm not allowed to play games here in Norway with the kids my age because I'm not a citizen, and I am too young to play with the old boys.
To get to my point.... I get to practice with them now twice a week--Tues and Thurs nights. (they play their games on Sun nights)
Well, I've only been out there twice, and I got to skate today (Saturday) against the A team for a charity game.
Having watched two of my friends play in a game every Sunday, in actual competitive hockey (something we don't have in the states much after high school) I get ancy and wish I could play.
The guys rounded up some old equipment lying around the locker room so I could skate, and I couldn't be happier. My equipment sucks, but I don't care. I actually LOVE my helmet. It's a bright red Jofa bucket from the mid 80's with a halfer visor on it. FILTHY!
I said the smiling thing, because I honestly can not stop smiling on the ice the entire time I've been out there. I look at my reflection, with this sugar sweet red melon protector on my dome and just giggle. The language barrier on the ice is quite a problem. There are only a few guys that can speak english, and I'm still not good enough to "snakker norsk" with them yet. BUT, they all seem to like me, and don't mind that I'm out there simply because I'm smiling the whole time.
The smile comment also comes into play a couple of different times.
When I babysit, the youngest child, the girl, doesn't speak any Eniglish. However, we get along great! We can just feed of off each other's expressions, reading into them, and keep in mind she's only 4.
When their grandparents came over last Thursday, the bestemor (grandma) didn't speak english. Not a problem , simply with facial expressions and gestures we communicated perfectly without even using words.
I have to go, I will write more on this, but I'm headed to Lillestom, where Nicolai my buddy is from, for the evening. PEACE.
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