So these days I am trying to get back again to the life I usually have. Not the "sleep, work, eat, watch tv and go to sleep again"-thing I've been doing lately. Life is going much better - have gotten a new job I'll start in in just one week - and I have given myself a year back here in Trondheim, no matter what. So then I don't need to worry so much on not being in London and so on. This is my life the next year and that is quite allright.
So, this morning I started on my harddisc. I have a great talent at filing really stupidly and I end up with thousands of files which makes no sense whatsoever, and I have no idea where any of my pictures are.
Anyway, now I've managed to get the pictures from 2012 correctly filed and placed, and in that notion I'll celebrate by walking through January to July in pictures.
So here comes the highlights of the first half of 2012:
The first picture of 2012 is a selfportrait of me right before hitting the town in Copenhagen
Me and Julie went out to our regular bar one day
And some weeks later Charlotte came to visit me!
That night I dressed up as something only a gay man would appreciate seeing.
Us on the way in to town
One day I thought about going out with a wig since I had a really bad hair day. I chickened out though.
Another day I needed some eggs, so I dressed up real nice and went to the supermarket.
And at the end of the month, I went for a quick visit in Trondheim. These are my cousins when we were at a family dinner.
Julie on St. Patricks day.
I miss the streets of Copenhagen!
One sunday it was nice weather so me and some new-found friends went out to the nearest park to soak it all in (in Trondheim it was metres with snow at this time of month, so I had to soak it in a thousand times more than usual!)
Ida has such beautiful tattoo's. This is my favourite!
Can't believe this was only March!
Ida with her beautiful red hair
This is a house some streets away from where I lived, and I found it the perfect place to me. The windows, the climbing bush on the wall, and absolutely the number of the house (13 is, like, my number)
April was the big moving-month. All we seemed to do was washing and packing and not sleeping. Shirin managed to be beautiful even after hours of scrubbing floors and walls.
Me, not so much. More tired than anything else...
We watched Sex and the City whenever we had the chance.
And then Karianne came all the way from Trondheim to help me get all the things with me on the plane and all. That was a nighmare beyond imagination.
Karianne and Julie making themselves pretty before going out one night
The last day in Copenhagen we went out on a walk with our cameras, to take a break from the stress.
All of a sudden it was way dark and we hadn't gotten halfway through the packing. We ended up being awake in 27 hours straight, just packing, washing and moving and no food.
I came fortunately home safe in the end, and the first chance I got, I went out and home to my mom and cat.
We went on a little roadtrip to visit my grandmother.
And in the first month back in Trondheim, I lived to my uncle and two cousins.
Cutest girls in the world, if you ask me.
In June I moved in to my apartment, and went to this swimming-place as often as the sun went out (it was very rare this summer. Long live Norwegian summers)
Me and Frida, the daughter of my friends Cecilie and Rasmus. Cutest kid ever!
Such lovely times
Karianne and Sivert still happily in love after five years together. They are my Lily and Marshal (and I see myself as Ted, the eternal single one. Seven seasons now guys, come ON - still love it though so never stop)
Sivert and Karianne
Me and Charlotte went to a dress-up birthday party one night.
The theme was "Trippy Alice in Wonderland"
I went out to visit my mom again, and the neighbour had some cute kittens
My grandmother with her pouty-lips on
And then I got my Canon 5DmkII and all was good in the world again.
First test of the camera with Charlotte on the bathroom before we went out.
And that was it for this time. Will probably post more old photos soon, since I've found so many untouched pearls in this mess of a harddisc.