“Oh my gosh, It’s like 4 days until I’m going into unknown territories. And I haven’t even started before my body starts to bruise everywhere. In these past few weeks, I have been tripping over things, bumping into dinner- tables and stepped in the wrong shoes just to get huge scars on the back of my heels.”
I have also watched a bit too much of the TV- series Hart of Dixie, so the southern lingo comes from there. Anyways, lately I’ve started appreciating the small things in life, especially the feminine stuff. I am glorifying my skin with facial masks that smells like pomegranate and soothes the skin with cucumber-water before bedtime, every night. It is completely ridiculous but since I am stepping into a “man’s world”, I might as well enjoy being a full on girl while I can.
I have not slept very well the last couple of nights, have been listing everything that needs to get done, before I go. Or If I should bring some more clothes, do I need a lot of tampons? (Not only for the “Lady In Red”, but potential nosebleeds?). And when I sat on the bus from Oslo to my hometown on the West-coast (that is an 9 hour drive..), I finally got some sleep, at least until this very “wonderful” lady wanted to sit next to me and chat about everything not- interesting. She was a nice woman indeed, but in public transport and long drives I prefer silence and my own thoughts.
– Oh and by the way, the american storm that I finally thought the Norwegians did not have to participate in, just continue it’s way towards the north.. Just in time for the recruiting week.
My wings may be weak 