<?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-36291052</id><updated>2012-01-30T16:06:38.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Kari - adresse verden</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-603592671015367046</id><published>2010-12-07T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-07T23:30:14.306Z</updated><title type='text'>My yearly post..God is amazing!!</title><content type='html'>I've concidered deleting my blog several times now since I never end up writing any blog entries. But today I felt like writing about God's greatness! He knows us better than anyone else and even though we can't feel his presence all the time, He &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; present all the time. After almost two years of not having felt God's touch in my everyday life I can yet again feel that I am with him (because I know he has always been with me).&lt;br /&gt;I've just been overwhelmed by His love and grace lately. He fills my heart with so much joy that I feel like bursting out into laughter all the time. And when I see people who have not known Him before turning to Him, it moves my heart even more. God loves me and I feel like a child again experiencing a father's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="316" id="il_fi" src="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/praise_god.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="456" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-603592671015367046?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/603592671015367046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=603592671015367046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/603592671015367046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/603592671015367046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-yearly-postgod-is-amazing.html' title='My yearly post..God is amazing!!'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-7172509809150855689</id><published>2010-01-19T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:05:33.677Z</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Here I am again. Infront of the computer procrastinating. There are heaps of things to do. Assignments to write, muscles to memorise, techniques to practice and presentations to make. Yet, I find myself doing everything and anything that keeps me from doing something constructive. But maybe constructing these sentences is constructive? At least I'm writing something. Even thought it is not what I'm supposed to be engaging myself with right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-7172509809150855689?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/7172509809150855689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=7172509809150855689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/7172509809150855689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/7172509809150855689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2010/01/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-1009047805874099802</id><published>2009-11-07T17:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:33:30.957Z</updated><title type='text'>Old friends, older friends and new ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost a year since my last update. Time flies. Things happen. Life goes on. Life stands still. And you meet people. For every place you live you make new best friends because you have to, it's a way of making life good. It always hurts to say goodbye to friends, but sometimes opportunities come up that make it possible to meet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401409977935686962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SvWpwc0bbTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FMsXAvUOm4I/s320/Utanfor+amalienborg.JPG" /&gt;A week ago I went to copenhagen to see astrid. I love that girl and if it hadn't been for her, my year in Kristiansand wouldn't have been as amazing as it was. She's volunteering in Copenhagen. And coincidentally, andrew is studying in the same city this year, so I could go and visit both. As always it was great to see astrid, but also seeing andrew was really nice. I would never have imagined to see him in copenhagen. Over three years have passed since our class graduated from UWC, which feels like a long time, and those years have been filled to the limit, at least for me, yet, three years feels like nothing when you see eachother again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamilla is also studying in the city, and we were able to meet up for a delicious brunch. It's when you see people and talk with and about people that you realise that you miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401412138425962274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SvWruNRczyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/W5_UDZsLfZY/s320/Three+udubbers.JPG" /&gt;So the whole weekend/week was about meeting up with old friends and even older friends, and it was awesome. Also, realising that in my heart I really am scandinavian, was quite interesting. Walking around the city, I felt more at home there than in the UK. It's hard to pinpoint what it is, but it is something different with the two cultures. I miss norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit was ended with an awesome halloween party. All the volunteers that are there through the same organisation astrid is with had arranged a party, and it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401412139728443058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SvWruSH_FrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MUN1itXQvfQ/s320/IMG_4025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I realised that I miss is a more diverse environment. There are a lot of great people at my school, but in general it is quite a homogenous group of people.  I miss the diversity you get from living with people from all parts of the world and from different layers of society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-1009047805874099802?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/1009047805874099802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=1009047805874099802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1009047805874099802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1009047805874099802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-friends-older-friends-and-new-ones.html' title='Old friends, older friends and new ones'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SvWpwc0bbTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FMsXAvUOm4I/s72-c/Utanfor+amalienborg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6589645975413592901</id><published>2009-02-07T15:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:40:52.058Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's about time for a new post. the reason why I haven't written for a while is because i don't know what to write about. there's nothing special going on in my life. i'm still a student, like it, but everything that once was new and exciting becomes routine.  so here i am on a saturday afternoon, listening to lifehouse and found that maybe it's time to post a blog. i've been listening a lot to lifehouse lately, and they just get better and better the more i listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm a norwegian, snow has always been a natural part of winter. and i do miss it when i'm in places that don't have it. but this year it was good to have a white christmas at home and it was nice to come back to england where the ground was bare. but this week the country has been turned upside down. it's been snowing. the heavies snowfall in 18 years. meaning 20cm in london and 2cm at max in bournemouth. this has created complete chaos. for a northerner like myself it seems rather rediculous, but i guess when you're not prepared for snow it comes as a shock. i took the bus the other night at 9pm, which isn't that late, but i got on the last bus. or so i was told by the driver. because they didn't dare to drive anymore because of slippery roads. and it was 1cm of snow. well, i guess i will never completely understand the minds of the brits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, miss traveling. i miss meeting new cultures that are so different to my own that a culture shock is expected. i love it when it's expected, because you never experience culture shock then. it's when i meet cultures that are supposed to be like my own that i get problems, because you don't expect the differences. with other cultures you have an open mind in a totally different way, and you keep yourself from prejudice. traveling is really what i miss the most. maybe i should have become an anthropologist in stead. when i'm done with my studies i will take a year off to travel. i have never been to africa, but i would rather go back to south america and freshen up my spanish, or i'd go to nepal and india. but till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6589645975413592901?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6589645975413592901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6589645975413592901' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6589645975413592901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6589645975413592901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-about-time-for-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-1407548462835979131</id><published>2008-11-22T14:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:36:48.304Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgYJHDB_CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yA6VpmKNICE/s1600-h/venner.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271489908626816034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgYJHDB_CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yA6VpmKNICE/s400/venner.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is short&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say it takes a minute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to find a special person,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;an hour to appreciate them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a day to love them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then an entire life to forget them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-1407548462835979131?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/1407548462835979131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=1407548462835979131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1407548462835979131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1407548462835979131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-short-they-say-it-takes-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgYJHDB_CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yA6VpmKNICE/s72-c/venner.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-2027956501848506850</id><published>2008-10-21T00:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:41:39.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosvegas, AECC and life in general</title><content type='html'>After six weeks in Bournemouth, more spesifically Boscombe (apparantly the more dodgy place in town), it might be an idea to indulge people in my life here. &lt;br /&gt;It is kind of surreal to picture myself here for five years. But at the same time it's a very good place to find yourself for such a long time (and time flies!). It feels as if I have known the people here forever at the same time as it feels as I only arrived yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has been going on since I got here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week we were just settling into the house, Thomas, Ida, Hanne, Ane and I. The first days were spent cleaning the house, because it was dirty! But it was nice team-work:) And I couldn't have got better housemates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During freshers week we had parties, we went to the beach and did a lot of fun stuff inbetween the classes and sleeping. Bournemouth has such nice beaches, they go on kilometer by kilometer. I have even been swimming in the sea, and it wasn't too cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T317n6QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/w13Lsi8SiLU/s1600-h/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T317n6QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/w13Lsi8SiLU/s320/IMG_0503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259381789929498882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T4b_rV0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/rzmnEpW2VAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T4b_rV0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/rzmnEpW2VAQ/s320/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259381800147048258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two of my housemates (three if you count Thomas' head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T5XfLTpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fsSTkwtk4Qg/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T5XfLTpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fsSTkwtk4Qg/s320/IMG_2184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259381816116858514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I have done:&lt;br /&gt;- I have found a church - citygate church - where I will join a cell group, and I've already made some good friends there, Basia and Sophie:)&lt;br /&gt;- I have joined a roing/boat club (!) and if I'll stick to it we're going on competition the 22nd November.&lt;br /&gt;- Learnt all the bones in the body and actually find anatomy very interesting:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-2027956501848506850?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/2027956501848506850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=2027956501848506850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2027956501848506850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2027956501848506850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/10/bosvegas-aecc-and-life-in-general.html' title='Bosvegas, AECC and life in general'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SP0T317n6QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/w13Lsi8SiLU/s72-c/IMG_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-5459728184693018756</id><published>2008-09-01T14:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:44:53.575+01:00</updated><title type='text'>something new</title><content type='html'>It's been over two months now. Sometimes you are able to be greatful for all the things you have got, but other times you cannot leave the feeling of overwhelming grief. Before the summer started I was planning on writing this blog thanking all the people I've met throughout the year and thanking them for having made this year what it became. I think I still will write this post, but for the moment I just need things to be, because He has set the right time for everything. &lt;br /&gt;I bought a new CD of hymns that our crownprincess has put together and one of them is called 'the sorrow and happiness', how they follow eachother. they really do. now, I am leaving to start something new, something I have been looking forward to since May when I was accepted to AECC. In 9 days I will be moving to Bournemouth, which for some time seemed, not scary, but sad. I wasn't sad about going there, but I was sad about leaving Kristiansand. but now I am very ready to get started. Two months at home working in the same place as the three previous summers and not seeing many people your age can make you feel trapped. Now I'll face life again with all its challenges and joys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-5459728184693018756?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/5459728184693018756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=5459728184693018756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5459728184693018756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5459728184693018756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-new.html' title='something new'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-8807690876888691773</id><published>2008-06-19T08:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:33:31.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigrid</title><content type='html'>Veit ikkje heilt kva eg skal skrive..alt er så tomt..&lt;br /&gt;Ferien begynte med ein 'roadtrip' til Nord-norge saman med Hanna, Siri og Randi Helen, og dei fyrste fire dagane hadde me det veldig fint. Køyrte gjennom dei svenske skogane, besøkte Juhls sølvsmie i Kautokeino, fekk sett helleristningar i Alta før me møtte Jostein, Roar, Torill-June og Marius og sov i lavo med dei og var på Nordkapp med dei.&lt;br /&gt;Men så tok den fine ferien ei heilt anna vending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Kristin ringte og fortalde om ei bilulykke i Nordland. Sigrid var tatt bort frå oss. Vår kjære, kjære Sigrid! Eg kan ikkje forstå det. De skulle på 'roadtrip' til Nord-norge akkurat som oss og ha det så gøy...&lt;br /&gt;Det er så tomt no..eit stort tomrom som ingen andre kan fylle. Eg hugsar alle dei gode minna frå Ecuador og GUS, og kan berre ikkje tru at det er sant..men det er jo det..me kan aldri meir ha ei heil teamsamling, eg kan aldri meir ringe deg eller besøke deg..eller høyre den sprudlande latteren din. Du spreidde så mykje glede!&lt;br /&gt;Må berre tenke på at du har det godt no, at Far passar på deg hos seg. Men det er like ubegripeleg fordet.&lt;br /&gt;Saknar deg, Sigrid! Du kjem aldri til å bli gløymd, var så utruleg glad i deg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-8807690876888691773?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/8807690876888691773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=8807690876888691773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8807690876888691773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8807690876888691773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/06/ferien-som-ikkje-vart-som-planlagt.html' title='Sigrid'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6972686554124891166</id><published>2008-05-28T08:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:55:08.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>library communities and birds</title><content type='html'>Once again I find myself in the library together with tens or maybe hundreds of other students. You feel somewhat isolated from the world outside, but for me there is this sort of sense of community in here. All of us who spend hours and hours in here have one common goal, to pass our exams (and hoping to excel in them as well:P)&lt;br /&gt;We don't know eachother, we don't talk to eachother, but we see eachother. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, though, small things can happen that increase this feeling of community. Yesterday, a bird flew in the window and couldn't get out. Everyone looked up from their books and for one brief moment we smiled at eachother and exchanged a couple of words about the bird. In that moment, just after the bird had found the right window to get back out again (happy ending), there was a funny noise, and everyone started laughing=) This was one of those moments that gives you some more energy and inspiration to keep on reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the exams tell me that a year in Kristiansand is soon passed. I have really become fond of this city/town with its small white houses and paths for biking. &lt;br /&gt;I find new roads and paths all the time, and I keep on thinking "why haven't I taken my bike to check out all these places earlier?"&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I took a different road back home from the meeting than I normally do, and I found a green lung right behind an apartment building and a nice path leading to another road that I haven't walked before. As I took the road I got to another park behind a church. Towards the horizon the sky was all pink and purple from the sun setting. In that moment, everything was beautiful. The sunset resting over the city with the tower of the cathedral coming up taller than the rest of the buildings. It was one of those moments when you wish you had brought a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gallery.bobek.cz/d/89181-2/church+kristiansand_no+26-7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://gallery.bobek.cz/d/89181-2/church+kristiansand_no+26-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6972686554124891166?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6972686554124891166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6972686554124891166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6972686554124891166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6972686554124891166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/05/library-communities-and-birds.html' title='library communities and birds'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3527864782302832214</id><published>2008-05-19T08:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:58:50.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in!!</title><content type='html'>Just thought I had to let everyone know that I got an answer from AECC on Friday. They accepted me to the college!!! So in September I'll start on the chiropractic foundation year:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3527864782302832214?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3527864782302832214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3527864782302832214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3527864782302832214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3527864782302832214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-in.html' title='I&apos;m in!!'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-4380970368797845511</id><published>2008-05-07T21:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:49:55.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I dreamt last night that some of my best friends from udub came to visit me here in Kristiansand as a surprise, and I was really surprised. It's when you have these dreams that you are disappointed when you wake up, and you just want to go back to sleep to spend some more minutes with the familiar faces you miss so much. But you don't realise that you miss them until you see them. Or hear them.&lt;br /&gt;This has been a strange day. For some reasons my moods (yes, in plural) are changing all the time. One moment I can feel sad for no reason whatsoever. And then that's forgotten and I'm just tired or I'm actually happy and can enjoy the nice May weather. It's strange to feel out of yourself. It's hard to explain. &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had those moments when you feel that you can look at everything you do from the outside and not really be present in the moment. Everything goes by as if you aren't there. And there is this feeling of emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SCISLZOlCyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Yl0vQAX9vOU/s1600-h/IMG_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SCISLZOlCyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Yl0vQAX9vOU/s320/IMG_1346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197736906898869026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just phases that we as humans go through. Not every day can be filled with sun. Today it was also the first time I actually realised that I don't know what next year will bring. My whole life I have known at this time what to do next year, but now..I don't know. Of course I know that I will either be in England or in Bergen, but I don't know which it will be. Additionally, if it's Bergen, then I have no plans for what to do after Christmas. Normally, I have the whole year planned, but now I have nothing planned. In some ways it's nice because I really have to trust God, but in other ways..well, uncertainty is mostly confusing. It is not me not knowing at all what the future brings. I have never planned years ahead, and I have never really known what to make out my life, but I have always known more than three months ahead approximately where to be the next semester. I just need to relax, I guess, because there is nothing I can do before I get replies to the applications I have sent different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SCIVapOlCzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lNJcx0bFdns/s1600-h/Lindesnes,+Randi+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SCIVapOlCzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lNJcx0bFdns/s320/Lindesnes,+Randi+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197740467426757426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-4380970368797845511?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/4380970368797845511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=4380970368797845511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4380970368797845511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4380970368797845511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SCISLZOlCyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Yl0vQAX9vOU/s72-c/IMG_1346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3415299871068366055</id><published>2008-05-05T21:25:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:02:51.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing and two birthdays</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd try to just write a blog without attempting to write about anything specific and see where it would lead me. Today two people that I love very much have their birthday, my room mate at UWC, Natalia, and my mom. If I'd had a nice picture of Natalia and me on my computer I would have put it here, but the time we spent together was when I still had my old camera (meaning not a digital one).&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have been in Colombia with her now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is really empty at the moment, so I'll just post some more pics from last weekend's 'expedition'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB9xUCmcVmI/AAAAAAAAADk/za0yybBfdU8/s1600-h/Lindesnes,+Randi+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB9xUCmcVmI/AAAAAAAAADk/za0yybBfdU8/s320/Lindesnes,+Randi+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196997084118275682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;På den ytterste nøgne ø&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB9yUCmcVnI/AAAAAAAAADs/CyvVI5RZRa8/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB9yUCmcVnI/AAAAAAAAADs/CyvVI5RZRa8/s320/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196998183629903474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fyret med raud/svart-kvitt funksjon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB90HymcVoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KtPpRoAaD38/s1600-h/IMG_1302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB90HymcVoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KtPpRoAaD38/s320/IMG_1302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197000172199761538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moro med kamera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3415299871068366055?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3415299871068366055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3415299871068366055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3415299871068366055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3415299871068366055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing-and-two-birthdays.html' title='nothing and two birthdays'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB9xUCmcVmI/AAAAAAAAADk/za0yybBfdU8/s72-c/Lindesnes,+Randi+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3731274482507375985</id><published>2008-05-04T22:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:38:26.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went on a trip to Lindesnes, the southern most point of Norway. We were living on a camp ground that is owned by the family of a friend. We went to the light house on day, and in the evenings we had bbqs and played games. I'll just post some pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sJimcVgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uK6id_UOVdw/s1600-h/IMG_1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sJimcVgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uK6id_UOVdw/s200/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639562450621954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lovely hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sKSmcVhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QDEyv54I-Ko/s1600-h/IMG_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sKSmcVhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QDEyv54I-Ko/s200/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639575335523858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having fun with the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sKymcViI/AAAAAAAAADE/XwZCsqeYo50/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sKymcViI/AAAAAAAAADE/XwZCsqeYo50/s200/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639583925458466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sLSmcVjI/AAAAAAAAADM/g5dFQc2e3XU/s1600-h/IMG_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sLSmcVjI/AAAAAAAAADM/g5dFQc2e3XU/s200/IMG_1281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639592515393074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here we are at Lindesnes Fyr, those of us who are going to the North Cape (the northern most point of Norway) this summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sLymcVkI/AAAAAAAAADU/tsJgAy0VRRQ/s1600-h/IMG_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sLymcVkI/AAAAAAAAADU/tsJgAy0VRRQ/s200/IMG_1284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639601105327682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3731274482507375985?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3731274482507375985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3731274482507375985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3731274482507375985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3731274482507375985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-weekend-i-went-on-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SB4sJimcVgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uK6id_UOVdw/s72-c/IMG_1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3598977110821916858</id><published>2008-04-17T14:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:46:53.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>chiropractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aecc.ac.uk/clinic/images/clinic_1_000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.aecc.ac.uk/clinic/images/clinic_1_000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiropraktikk.no/ViewImage.aspx?itemID=1748&amp;width=150"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.kiropraktikk.no/ViewImage.aspx?itemID=1748&amp;width=150" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully in six or seven years I've become a chiropractor through AECC (Anglo-European College for Chiropractic). Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I'll get in because it is a very good school. And I hope to get in this autumn. Originally when I figured out I wanted to become a chiropractor I thought I had to wait another year to begin, but then after corresponding with AECC I realized that I can still apply! &lt;br /&gt;I really hope to get in, but I guess if it turns out that I don't get in, then that was not the plan for next year. But I am so determined so I know I will get in someday. I will work my way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3598977110821916858?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3598977110821916858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3598977110821916858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3598977110821916858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3598977110821916858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/04/chiropractor.html' title='chiropractor'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6498894932161649697</id><published>2008-04-14T15:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:28:25.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>It's strange how you one moment can be so certain of one thing, before everything gets crushed beneath your feet and you feel completely messed up and confused. This is how the time after easter has been. But now I have found peace. I know that I want to become a chiropractor. It's the right thing for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiropraktikk.no/ViewImage.aspx?ItemID=79&amp;width=100"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.kiropraktikk.no/ViewImage.aspx?ItemID=79&amp;width=100" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have actually never been so certain of anything before as I am now. And I have got it confirmed several times already. For the first time in my life I actually feel that God has told me that the path I'm about to start treading is the right one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6498894932161649697?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6498894932161649697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6498894932161649697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6498894932161649697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6498894932161649697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/04/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-224038901519335047</id><published>2008-03-24T12:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:19:55.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and other thoughts..</title><content type='html'>After at least ten days of Easter holidays it's time to reenter the life as a student and try to get something useful out of the day. Not that I haven't been doing useful things while on vacation..I have been out playing in the snow with my little cousins twice, been skiing thrice and I've been working at the nursing home four days. And it's been wonderful, at least those days that I spent outside trying to catch all the rays of sun that licked my face. But everything has an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why chiropractic sounds tempting. Or I do. You get to work with people. You learn about diseases and how to set diagnoses. You learn about medicine and the body. Summed up. It's very interesting. A bit more interesting than sitting in an office all your life translating things, that other people already have written, into another language. It's not even your own work. And the pay is lousy. No offence, it is an interesting subject to study and the work is nice as well, but I can't imagine myself spending my whole life on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come to a roadmark where I don't know which turn to take. Should I continue on the bachelor degree I've started? Or should I start aiming towards an education in chiropractic? The latter would mean that I have to spend five years either in England or Denmark, but I will be able to work with people for the rest of my life. Am I willing to do that? The other means that I will spend the rest of my life in an office, but I will be able to spend most of my time as a student in Norway with the exception of next year. Am I willing to do that?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, big dilemma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to think, talk and pray about it. And apply for all things possible..= a lot of work. But that's what I gotta do when I don't know what to do with my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-224038901519335047?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/224038901519335047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=224038901519335047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/224038901519335047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/224038901519335047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-and-other-thoughts.html' title='Easter and other thoughts..'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-2838780191503612196</id><published>2008-03-01T16:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:06:40.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Faste/fast</title><content type='html'>I dag er starten på ei 40-dagars periode med bøn og faste i Salem, menigheiten der eg går. Til vanleg er det jo ei 40 dagars faste frå fastelaven til påskedagen, og eg vurderte om eg skulle gi avkall på noko i den perioda, men så langt kom eg aldri, og no har me snart nådd påske. Men då det no har vorte sett i gang ei slik periode i Salem tenkte eg å slenga meg på. Det eg har tenkt å gi avslepp på i fyrste omgang er internett. Nærmare sagt bloggar og msn, og berre 15 minutt om dagen til å sjekke e-mail og facebook. Eg vil framleis måtte bruke internett til skulearbeid, så det er den unødvendige bruken eg vil kutte ut. &lt;br /&gt;Det er difor eg skriv her, for det betyr at eg ikkje kjem til å oppdatere bloggen min på 40 dagar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case people who aren't Norwegian read my blog I'll write a short note in English as well.&lt;br /&gt;Today the people in my Church has entered a period of 40 days in prayer and fast. During the fast I have chosen to give up internet (meaning blogs and msn, and only 15mins a day on e-mail and facebook alltogether( can't shut out the world completely)). Because of this I won't be updating my blog in 40 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R8mLQHcrLzI/AAAAAAAAACs/TFl7_xwZj_Q/s1600-h/Vang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R8mLQHcrLzI/AAAAAAAAACs/TFl7_xwZj_Q/s400/Vang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172818756005211954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-2838780191503612196?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/2838780191503612196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=2838780191503612196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2838780191503612196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2838780191503612196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/03/fastefast.html' title='Faste/fast'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R8mLQHcrLzI/AAAAAAAAACs/TFl7_xwZj_Q/s72-c/Vang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-4544098982834418589</id><published>2008-02-28T13:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:24:18.635Z</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Lifehouse</title><content type='html'>One of the things I do when I'm online is watching videos on youtube, and today is no exception. But for some reason I decided to check if there was anything interesting on Godtube, where I very rarely check into. And I found this video set to the song "Everything" by Lifehouse. I have listened to Lifehouse for three years now, but it was only this fall that somebody told me that it's a Christian band, or at least that the lead singer is a Christian. Just knowing they were an alternative rock group I have never listened to the lyrics as if they were written by a believe. I've always liked the lyrics and the music, but it only now that I have started putting some more meaning behind it. Like in "Everything".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find Me Here&lt;br /&gt;Speak To Me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;That's leading me&lt;br /&gt;To the place where I find peace again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the strength, that keeps me walking.&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.&lt;br /&gt;You are the light to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose...you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You calm the storms, and you give me rest.&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.&lt;br /&gt;You Steal my heart, and you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're all I want, You're all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything,everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need.&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this? &lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better, any better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how I can have been listening to this song without realising that it's a love song to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=139f9c4c0036b123ee12" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-4544098982834418589?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/4544098982834418589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=4544098982834418589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4544098982834418589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4544098982834418589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/02/everything-lifehouse.html' title='Everything - Lifehouse'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3722787008917069361</id><published>2008-02-27T20:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:34:19.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Valet i USA og andre merkverdige ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3218225/2/istockphoto_3218225_we_the_people_u_s_constitution_and_betsy_ross_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3218225/2/istockphoto_3218225_we_the_people_u_s_constitution_and_betsy_ross_flag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenkte eg skulle skrive eit politisk innlegg om presidentvalet i USA. Eller kanskje ikkje. &lt;br /&gt;Motivasjonen til å skrive på bloggen denne gongen er vel at eg er lei av å skrive essay om presidentvalet i USA og då er alt anna betre, men så mykje politiske synspunkt vert det ikkje denne gongen heller. Som de kanskje ser så skriv eg denne gongen på norsk, noko som er grunna at folk kanskje blir lei av å berre lesa engelsk, dersom nokon les bloggen i det heile. Eg likar å tru at eg har mange internasjonale venner som les bloggen og at det difor er lurt å skrive på engelsk, men eg tvilar i grunn på at det er noko særleg mange som gidd å sjå det eg tenker på. So time to write in Norwegian, det er tross alt det eg er best på.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veit ikkje heilt kva eg skal skrive denne gongen for alt som skjer går i ein rundgang, eg står opp, går på skule, les, et middag og så er det anten korps, cellegruppe, pubquiz, Salem eller venner. Det som er nytt då er at eg har slutta i KBB (det eine korpset) og begynt i Blæsen som er studentkorpset på UiA. Blæsen er mest for moro så det er ikkje like seriøst som KBB, noko som nok opp veldig mykje tid. Eg hadde bestemt meg for å halde fram der, men så fekk eg det plutseleg for meg at, nei, eg skal ikkje fortsette, dersom eg gjer det kjem eg til å slite meg ut. På cellegruppa har me prata om tilskyndelsar - det at Gud kan sei noko til deg - og det trur eg faktisk den tanken var. Eg vart i alle fall utruleg letta etter at eg endeleg hadde tatt den avgjersla.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Barbara-Aliaga/Road-to-Relaxation-Giclee-Print-C11669287.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Barbara-Aliaga/Road-to-Relaxation-Giclee-Print-C11669287.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men eg må vel koma meg tilbake til primaries og caucuses og electoral college. Det som er positivt no er at eg faktisk forstår kva electoral college inneber. Eg har jo tidlegare budd i USA, og eg var der då presidentvalet i 2004 gjekk føre seg og såg statane på storskjermen som vart blåe og raude etter kvart som kvar stat hadde fått svara på the popular vote. Men om eg skjønte the electoral college systemet? Nei, absolutt ikkje. Men no gjer eg det:) Så no er eg klar til å reise tilbake og følgje med på presidentvalet til hausten og faktisk kunne delta i debattane, for no forstår eg det. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det gjekk plutseleg opp for meg at det faktisk er ei moglegheit for at eg er der borte då, men eg kan nesten ikkje skrive noko meir om det no sidan saker og ting er veldig usikre. Men eg ser fram til å kunne få klargjort litt om hausten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3722787008917069361?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3722787008917069361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3722787008917069361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3722787008917069361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3722787008917069361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/02/valet-i-usa-og-andre-merkverdige-ting.html' title='Valet i USA og andre merkverdige ting'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-4494209687426936994</id><published>2008-02-13T13:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:58:00.205Z</updated><title type='text'>AmE versus BrE</title><content type='html'>The differences between British English and American English are becoming more and more frustrating, especially since I've made the choice to write in British English after having spent two years in the US. When I started at UWC I was determined to keep the English form which I'd used ever since elementary school, British English. But after a while I got tired of changing neighbor to neighbour and harbor to harbour when I took notes off the black board, which gradually caused me to adopt the American form of English. For about two years now I've been writing in AmE, but decided to go back to BrE when I started my BA in English-Norwegian translation. Most of the time it works fine, but sometimes going over from realize to realise and color to colour makes me having to put an effort into remembering those changes. But that is only half of it. Changing a letter here and there is not very demanding. What causes the frustration is when words don't have the same meaning or when the words for one object are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;In England they mostly use &lt;em&gt;lorry&lt;/em&gt; instead of &lt;em&gt;truck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In stead of writing  &lt;em&gt;riding comfort&lt;/em&gt; you should use &lt;em&gt;driving comfort&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;An American &lt;em&gt;ton&lt;/em&gt; and a British &lt;em&gt;ton&lt;/em&gt; is not the same unit, nor is a   &lt;em&gt;billion&lt;/em&gt; the same. &lt;br /&gt;One &lt;em&gt;billion&lt;/em&gt; in the US is a thousand million and one &lt;em&gt;billion&lt;/em&gt; in Britain is a million million.&lt;br /&gt;In Britain you change the &lt;em&gt;tyres&lt;/em&gt; of your car and not the &lt;em&gt;tires&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;To change almost every z to an s is also quite annoying. You shouldn't write &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nationalization&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;nationalisation&lt;/em&gt;, not &lt;em&gt;realize&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;realise&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If this isn't enough you have the different things describing a car. You have the &lt;em&gt;boot&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;bonnet&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;bumper&lt;/em&gt; of a car in England, but in the US the car has a &lt;em&gt;trunk&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;hood&lt;/em&gt; and a &lt;em&gt;fender&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could keep on going for ever, but it doesn't really lead me anywhere. Conclusion is that I just have to learn to cope with these words, memorise (not memorize) what the differences are and be consistent sticking to one form throughout a text.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to decide which accent to work on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-4494209687426936994?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/4494209687426936994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=4494209687426936994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4494209687426936994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4494209687426936994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/02/ame-versus-bre.html' title='AmE versus BrE'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6709216457250857302</id><published>2008-01-26T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:46:21.900Z</updated><title type='text'>things that are underestimated</title><content type='html'>I was planning to write about things of which the value is underestimated in Norway:&lt;br /&gt;- garlic&lt;br /&gt;- chili&lt;br /&gt;- quesedillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in Norway are scared of these things, at least the two top ones, the latter one is rather unknown. Garlic.Oh, no, I'll get a bad breath. Yeah, that's right, but the extra flavour that it adds to the food is worth it. Chili is too hot/spicy!The Norwegian tongues aren't used to anything a bit more spicy than normal pepper, and not too much of that either. Spicy food is just so good, and the chili is really healthy too. Your metabolism goes faster and there are so many vitamines in the chili, especiall C-vitamins which is so good for you if you're fighting a cold. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I made myself a quesedilla with both garlic and chili. I can't remember having seen a quesedilla since I left the US, and that's a shame, because it's such easy food to make, and it's not terribly unhealthy either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now over to something that annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading for my classes in "vitenskapsteori" which reminds me very much of the course "Theory of Knowledge" in the IB-curriculum. Sort of nice since it sounds so familiar. The lecturer is better too than the ones we had in UWC, so it's quite interesting actually.But that's besides the point..&lt;br /&gt;I was reacting to something I was reading by Torsten Thurén.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We may imagine the strong believing Christian who sees everything that happens as a sign of God's goodness. His atheist friend will protest:'But look at all the evil and cruel in the world.' The believer will answer:'That's the punishment for the wickedness of humans.' 'Yes, but imagine all those innocent, think of all the children who are suffering,'the sceptisist protests. The believer answers:'These are trials that have been sent to us from God.'"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree in that the evil things happening in the world is God's will, and I am a believer. I don't think He wants innocent people to suffer.That children should grow up on the streets without parents, struggling for survival.I don't believe that God is punishing us by leading us into wars. That the droughts and the flods are sent by Him to punish us for the cruelty performed by humans. &lt;br /&gt;I believe in an awesome God who wishes the best for everyone. A good father who sees to our needs. But I also believe that there are forces which are evil, but these are separated from God. That is why we need a God. If there was no darkness to fight against there would be no need for a good, omnipotent God. And I think that although God doesn't want us to suffer, he can't stop people from harming themselves. We have our own free will, and we are easily deceived. But God is not the one deceiving us.&lt;br /&gt;God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6709216457250857302?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6709216457250857302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6709216457250857302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6709216457250857302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6709216457250857302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-that-are-underestimated.html' title='things that are underestimated'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-5640354329689262109</id><published>2008-01-25T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:39:12.465Z</updated><title type='text'>Kent =D</title><content type='html'>The plan for the weekend was to go skiing with KRIK at Hovden, which I was really looking forward to. Two whole days with snow,activity, fun and getting to know new people.But, here I am, still in Kristiansand. I'm not packing as I was supposed to be doing right now because I've gotten sick:-( And that really sucks!Bye, bye thought of getting to know more people.Bye, bye snow. Bye, bye slopes..sob.. BUT last night I was at a concert which must have been this month's pinnacle! KENT!! For those who don't know KENT, look them up on youtube or something, they are fantastic. Those who say there can't come good music from Sweden, you are mistaken! Kent must be my absolute favourite. The lyrics are fantastic and the melodies are beautiful. But here are some pictures from the concert, and maybe I'm gonna succesfully upload a video from the concert too;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work, it took far too long...but I recorded one of the best songs on their album "Du &amp;amp; jag døden", meaning "You and I death". But the song is "The man in the white hat". &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAjjrXpQI/AAAAAAAAACM/aYPQqr5Xlxw/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159366565234713858 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAjjrXpQI/AAAAAAAAACM/aYPQqr5Xlxw/s400/IMG_0677.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAjzrXpRI/AAAAAAAAACU/sQfhGgbrPY0/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159366569529681170 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAjzrXpRI/AAAAAAAAACU/sQfhGgbrPY0/s400/IMG_0685.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAkTrXpSI/AAAAAAAAACc/NdRPJoKJgKk/s1600-h/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159366578119615778 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAkTrXpSI/AAAAAAAAACc/NdRPJoKJgKk/s400/IMG_0725.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAkzrXpTI/AAAAAAAAACk/LgqVnwqfjCA/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159366586709550386 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAkzrXpTI/AAAAAAAAACk/LgqVnwqfjCA/s400/IMG_0693.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-5640354329689262109?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/5640354329689262109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=5640354329689262109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5640354329689262109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5640354329689262109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/kent-d.html' title='Kent =D'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R5nAjjrXpQI/AAAAAAAAACM/aYPQqr5Xlxw/s72-c/IMG_0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3407443549191851451</id><published>2008-01-21T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:21:44.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know what's happening to me, but I'm in this period of missing udub and then I found this film online. It's made of one of the art students in my class and I think she is a great artist (and also a wonderful person). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOMmSjypGOM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOMmSjypGOM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3407443549191851451?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3407443549191851451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3407443549191851451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3407443549191851451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3407443549191851451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-really-dont-know-whats-happening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6974700432037855819</id><published>2008-01-21T15:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:12:02.954Z</updated><title type='text'>mi oración</title><content type='html'>Señor, te pido que me llenes con &lt;br /&gt;un amor por ti que sobrepase mi&lt;br /&gt;amor por algo u otra persona.&lt;br /&gt;Ayúdame a respetar y apreciar tus&lt;br /&gt;leyes y a comprender que están&lt;br /&gt;allí para mi beneficio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6974700432037855819?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6974700432037855819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6974700432037855819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6974700432037855819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6974700432037855819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/mi-oracin.html' title='mi oración'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-7389652466390205049</id><published>2008-01-16T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:58:32.572Z</updated><title type='text'>This is Kristiansand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R44iu1P8bCI/AAAAAAAAACE/F79uBtlYXrY/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R44iu1P8bCI/AAAAAAAAACE/F79uBtlYXrY/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156096811349077026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mette, this post is dedicated to you since you're probably very curious of what is going on in Østerveien 25 now when you're gone;) (For us who aren't as lucky being allowed to spend five weeks in Mauritius). Just have to say that the apartment is doing well, and the microwave is working;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's going on, really, in Kristiansand? The weather has turned from cold and wet to just wet. Rain every day. I'd heard that Bergen is the city where you always should have your raingear with you, but apparantly this doesn't only count for Bergen, but for Kristiansand too. This morning I put on my rainpants and rain jacket as I normally would. Since it's dark in the mornings you can't really tell whether the weather is wet or dry. Today I had bad luck. When I'd gotten out the door I realised that it wasn't raining. But my luck turned. After a couple of hours at uni the drops started falling and by the time I was done it was pouring. So, I didn't bring my raingear in vain. I don't understand the abundance of water. We should be able to transfer some of the rain we get up here to some dry area in Africa or something where they could have taken use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly,though, there isn't that much time to spend thinking about the weather. As a new year's resolution, as probably half the rest of the country and probably a quarter of the rest of the world, I've been planning to start to work out a bit more regularly than before Christmas. I wish it was possible to store time in reservoirs as you can with water, because time is something that for me goes and doesn't come. In many cultures the aspect of time is circular meaning you will never be able to run out of time because it will always return. Everything is a cycle, what has happened will happen once again. If a summer has passed it's not important because the same time next year there will be a new one. But in our western culture where we look at time as a linear thing, we measure it and look back at the past and into the future and it's harder to live in the moment. Even if you do live in the moment, the moment flies by so fast. I don't get hold of my time because there are so many things to do, so many people to spend the time with and not enough time. &lt;br /&gt;At the same time, in eternity what goes on now doesn't really matter. This is nothing compared to eternity. With a shift in focus, focusing on what is not in this world, but on what is really important in life, what counts in eternity, maybe time here will be less important. With a focus upwards. With a focus on God who is our Saviour. It is easy to be lifted up when you go to a meeting and hear a wonderful speach, but when you get back to the stress it is easy to forget what you heard on Sunday. Maybe that should be my new year's resolution in stead. In stead of working out everyday. I will remember our Creator and remember that this is just another stage of eternity. He sees us and if I have time for Him, He will always be there because he has an abundance of time for every one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-7389652466390205049?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/7389652466390205049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=7389652466390205049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/7389652466390205049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/7389652466390205049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-kristiansand.html' title='This is Kristiansand'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R44iu1P8bCI/AAAAAAAAACE/F79uBtlYXrY/s72-c/IMG_0538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-8751105817996688376</id><published>2008-01-10T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:44:21.911Z</updated><title type='text'>Update...?</title><content type='html'>Well, not really...I could come with a relatively long update, but this isn't the time for it...or it might be the time for it, but I don't have time for it. Actually, right now I should be in bed, but then I felt that it is such a long time since I've updated my blog, so though this is just a lot of BS just so that I can say that I have updated lately, it is an update...&lt;br /&gt;That was a lot of words just saying the same all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can put in some pics from the weekend down in Kristiansand (cause I've been back for a week and some days now, and the weather is crazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R4ae5VP8bBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yL1GjJ2m1Q8/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R4ae5VP8bBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yL1GjJ2m1Q8/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153981531365862418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture doesn't give justice to the weather, because it has really been quite terrible. Blizzards, rain, slush...it's just been wild:P Where I come from the weather is normally a little more stable than what it is down here, but it's on the coast so I shouldn't expect anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my I was up at the pub-quiz, and my team came third!!!(out of 35) A good start:) yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-8751105817996688376?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/8751105817996688376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=8751105817996688376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8751105817996688376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8751105817996688376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='Update...?'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R4ae5VP8bBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yL1GjJ2m1Q8/s72-c/IMG_0542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-132541648671456566</id><published>2007-12-24T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:33:17.020Z</updated><title type='text'>For unto us a child is born!!</title><content type='html'>Christmas!! Today I will let the scripture talk...&lt;em&gt;(I'll write in Norwegian, but read Luke 2 and Isaiah 9,6)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-zLlP8a-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dva7HZC6bgY/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-zLlP8a-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dva7HZC6bgY/s200/Kari+Jul+2007+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147529910666685410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-zyFP8a_I/AAAAAAAAABs/KyZGEZMWAK4/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-zyFP8a_I/AAAAAAAAABs/KyZGEZMWAK4/s200/Kari+Jul+2007+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147530572091649010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"For eit barn er os født, &lt;br /&gt;ein son er oss gjeven.&lt;br /&gt;Herreveldet kviler &lt;br /&gt;på hans aksler, &lt;br /&gt;og han kallast:&lt;br /&gt;Underfull Rådgjevar, &lt;br /&gt;Veldig Gud, &lt;br /&gt;Evig Far, Fredsfyrste."&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;em&gt;Jesaja 9,6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dei dagane lét keisar Augustus lysa ut at det skulle takast manntal over heile verda.  2 Dette var første gongen dei tok manntal, og det hende medan Kvirinius var landshovding i Syria.  3 Då fór alle heim, kvar til sin by, og skulle skriva seg i manntalet.&lt;br /&gt;     4 Også Josef drog då frå byen Nasaret i Galilea og opp til Judea, til Davidsbyen, som heiter Betlehem, for han høyrde til Davids hus og ætt,  5 og skulle skriva seg der saman med Maria, som han var trulova med. Ho venta då barn.  6 Og medan dei var der, kom tida då ho skulle føda,  7 og ho fekk son sin, den førstefødde; ho sveipte han og la han i ei krubbe, for dei fann ikkje husrom nokon stad.&lt;br /&gt;     8 Det var nokre gjetarar der i området som var ute på markene og heldt vakt over flokken sin om natta.  9 Med eitt stod ein Herrens engel framfor dei, og Herrens herlegdom lyste kringom dei. Då vart dei gripne av stor redsle. 10 Men engelen sa til dei: «Ver ikkje redde! Sjå, eg kjem til dykk med bod om ei stor glede, ei glede for heile folket. 11 I dag er det fødd dykk ein frelsar i Davids by. Han er Messias, Herren. 12 Og det skal de ha til teikn: De skal finna eit barn som er sveipt og ligg i ei krubbe.» 13 Brått var det ein stor himmelhær saman med engelen; dei lova Gud og song:&lt;br /&gt;    14 «Ære vere Gud i det høgste,&lt;br /&gt;        og fred på jorda&lt;br /&gt;        blant menneske som Gud har glede i!»&lt;br /&gt;    15 Då englane hadde fare tilbake til himmelen, sa gjetarane til kvarandre: «Lat oss gå inn til Betlehem og sjå dette som har hendt, det som Herren har kunngjort for oss.» 16 Så skunda dei seg dit og fann Maria og Josef og det vesle barnet som låg i krubba. 17 Då dei fekk sjå det, fortalde dei alt som hadde vorte sagt dei om dette barnet. 18 Alle som høyrde på, undra seg over det gjetarane fortalde. 19 Men Maria gøymde alt dette i hjartet sitt og grunda på det. 20 Og gjetarane vende tilbake. Dei lova og prisa Gud for alt dei hadde høyrt og sett; alt var slik som det var sagt dei.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;em&gt;Luk 2,1-20&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-07FP8bAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uleI_Pzv1d4/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-07FP8bAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uleI_Pzv1d4/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147531826222099458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-132541648671456566?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/132541648671456566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=132541648671456566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/132541648671456566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/132541648671456566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-unto-us-child-is-born.html' title='For unto us a child is born!!'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2-zLlP8a-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Dva7HZC6bgY/s72-c/Kari+Jul+2007+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3645009872857081125</id><published>2007-12-21T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-22T11:45:22.785Z</updated><title type='text'>My christmas journal</title><content type='html'>I've decided to do something new thise year since I haven't gotten around to the traditional christmas card writing.. in stead I'm going to make a journal over the 'happenings' of this year's holiday. As I, for the first time this year, have broughg no books (that are in the curriculum that is), I find myself with an abundance of time which I can spend on blogging. Another thing which might add to that is that I've gotten a new digital camera, and why should I take pictures if I'm not going to use them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vRb1P8azI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hkv_Ast91hE/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vRb1P8azI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hkv_Ast91hE/s200/Kari+Jul+2007+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146437275281550130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a small picture to show those who haven't seen me in a while that I still look like me:P &lt;br /&gt;Maybe that means that I have to write some more about me... there's not much to say, I'm done with my exams for this term and I got back home yesterday, which is lovely..or...at least quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vScFP8a0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yjeP8yr0c4k/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vScFP8a0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yjeP8yr0c4k/s200/Kari+Jul+2007+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146438379088145218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The 'Advent Star', the star that shines from the first of December till 13 days after x-mas day. And it lights up windows throughout the country and reminds us what time of year it is. It isn't real advent before the star is put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vTglP8a1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Xhy8DoNpCNQ/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vTglP8a1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Xhy8DoNpCNQ/s200/Kari+Jul+2007+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146439555909184338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with christmas come all the christmas preparations.. cookies to be made, rooms to be cleaned...and brass, copper and silver to be polished! That is what I have been doing for the last couple of days, I've been polishing these yellow-coloured metal items. I don't understand where my mom finds all these things cause they must appear from deep inside drawers and should never have been allowed to see the light of day, at least not my fingers. But they all get so pretty and shiny afterwards;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z3qFP8a7I/AAAAAAAAABM/uifrwomtNIE/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z3qFP8a7I/AAAAAAAAABM/uifrwomtNIE/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146760776513252274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hope these pictures aren't as dark as they appeared on our desktop screen..they looked much better on my laptop:s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z3-1P8a8I/AAAAAAAAABU/m87Dt-2787M/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z3-1P8a8I/AAAAAAAAABU/m87Dt-2787M/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146761132995537858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z4oVP8a9I/AAAAAAAAABc/OEa6eGChzKA/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2z4oVP8a9I/AAAAAAAAABc/OEa6eGChzKA/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146761845960109010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who believe that during winter time in Norway it is dark 24/7, that isn't so. But it is true that the sun doesn't shine everywhere, and this is about how much sun I can expect to see during this break. It is full daylight, but we're missing out on the rays from the sun because of the mountains. So the only sun I will see is when it touches the mountains on the other side of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm gonna sit down by the fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vcH1P8a5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cq33Iz1fjV0/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vcH1P8a5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Cq33Iz1fjV0/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146449026312072082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and start on this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vcsVP8a6I/AAAAAAAAABE/VwGVo60uQY8/s1600-h/Kari+Jul+2007+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vcsVP8a6I/AAAAAAAAABE/VwGVo60uQY8/s320/Kari+Jul+2007+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146449653377297314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3645009872857081125?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3645009872857081125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3645009872857081125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3645009872857081125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3645009872857081125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-christmas-journal.html' title='My christmas journal'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/R2vRb1P8azI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hkv_Ast91hE/s72-c/Kari+Jul+2007+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-693747355178304320</id><published>2007-12-15T19:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:40:43.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Ecuador</title><content type='html'>It's funny how one thing can lead to another, especially when you're online looking for something and then something else will turn up. I was in such a mood for a couple of minutes that I really missed my udub-peeps and I did the classical thing...searching for UWC USA on youtube. But what turned up was a movie about a guy-a quiteño- who is an alumni from the school, but now he was back in Ecuador. Just listening to the Spanish and watching Ecuador was enough to make me miss the country. I don't miss Ecuador very often, but now I really noticed how much I would like to go back, how I feel that it is my country. It is a country where I have lived and that I know.&lt;br /&gt;So here is a movie just to show how beautiful it is..and if you speak Spanish, listen to the song:) I'm not born in the country, but I still feel at home there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zaGv7-8nZoQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zaGv7-8nZoQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-693747355178304320?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/693747355178304320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=693747355178304320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/693747355178304320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/693747355178304320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/12/ecuador.html' title='Ecuador'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-2502302779520053393</id><published>2007-12-09T16:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:54:51.457Z</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.digit.no/wip4/image/?size=thumb&amp;id=40111"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.digit.no/wip4/image/?size=thumb&amp;id=40111" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gfx.dagbladet.no/dinside/2004/12/10/Hytter_Filefjell_01Xart280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://gfx.dagbladet.no/dinside/2004/12/10/Hytter_Filefjell_01Xart280.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.koordinatoren.com/jul/julesanger/images/juleengel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.koordinatoren.com/jul/julesanger/images/juleengel2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hemsedal.com/pictures/dppic/mid-f274014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.hemsedal.com/pictures/dppic/mid-f274014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only fifteen days till Christmas Eve which was the best day of the year when I was smaller. Now, Christmas Eve isn't that important to me anymore, but the whole holiday season is what matters. Just being able to get a break from school and go home to see family and friends. It is about two months since last time I was, which isn't that long considering that for several years now it has been almost five months between each time I've been home. &lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas this year is snow, I wanta white Christmas. Last Christmas was spent with my wonderful Ecuador-team, Joel and Jon Petter in the jungle, la selva, and it was the best vacation ever(!), but it wasn't Christmas. Well, Christmas Eve actually felt very much like it would have been at home with the exception of not being with family, but at that point last year, the team was my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a white Christmas would have been amazing, because you don't see much snow in Kristiansand. I preferred New Mexico, where there was some chance of snow, and at least no rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it was the 'julbord' with the translators (the first and third year of the bachelor degree), which is a nice party where everyone dresses up and eat heaps of Norwegian Christmas food. It was delicious...food you only get once a year..mmm...and you get to talk to people you haven't met that often. Afterwards we went out to this place called kick, the music was unfortunately not the best, but it was fun anyways! I haven't gone out much lately, and the last couple of weeks I have only been reading, which means that I haven't done anything on weekend nights, which is kind of boring. But I decided to take this weekend off to relax which is one of the best decisions I've ever made. Now I'm fresh and ready to face the books again tomorrow:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was supposed to write about Christmas, but I think I rather need to make myself some dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more Christmas to come in future posts, maybe when I've gotten home and the peace of Christmas has settled and I can feel the fragrance of pine and gingerbread cookies in the house;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-2502302779520053393?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/2502302779520053393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=2502302779520053393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2502302779520053393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2502302779520053393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-1277350088007867308</id><published>2007-12-04T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T16:20:54.485Z</updated><title type='text'>Lester  B. Pearson</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;How can there be peace&lt;br /&gt;without people understanding eachother&lt;br /&gt;and how can they understand eachother&lt;br /&gt;without knowing eachother&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is what Lester Pearson said in his Nobel Peace Price speech, and this has become some of the foundation of and reason behind the united world colleges - UWC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mahindra.com/images/socialinitiatives/mu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.mahindra.com/images/socialinitiatives/mu2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one and a half week now I have been studying for my intercultural communication examination, and in the book I've been reading, I saw this quote and it reminded me (as almost everything else in that book) of my experiences at the college. &lt;br /&gt;I realised how much I miss spending time with internationals and not only Norwegians. Spending those two years at the United World College of the American West has taught me so much and it is first now when I'm actually studying the subject that I pay attention to this. It is funny how I can read examples of experiences that the author has had and say that I have been in the exact same situation. I can read about stereotypes and think that this is how I have perceived people from different cultures as well, and I nod when I read about how stereotypes are washed away when you get to know people on a personal level and see them as exactly what they are, individuals with their own ideas - not solely reflecting their cultural background, but their own thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about a year's time I will be in England, again experiencing the beauty of international living. I must admit that I have become very fond of Norway again and only a month ago I had no need to go abroad in very near future. I could even now say that I wouldn't be sad if I were to stay in Norway for the next couple of years either, but reality is that I am going to Exeter (probably)so I just have to start looking forward to it. So, that is what I have been doing the last month - adjusting my mind to the idea of going abroad again, and now I have succeeded:-) yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-1277350088007867308?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/1277350088007867308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=1277350088007867308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1277350088007867308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1277350088007867308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/12/lester-pearson.html' title='Lester  B. Pearson'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-4568763805703288128</id><published>2007-11-25T21:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:16:54.508Z</updated><title type='text'>Pustepause</title><content type='html'>I dag har eg bestemt meg for ein ting. Frå no av skal eg i alle fall ha ein kveld i veka for meg sjølv til å kvile, ein kveld der eg berre kan vera åleine med meg sjølv utan mas og mykje lyd, berre vera åleine med Gud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I går bestemte eg meg for å avlysa alle planer for kvelden og berre vera heime, noko eg ikkje kan hugsa sist gong skjedde. Det var då det gjekk opp for meg at no er det sanneleg på tide å roe ned, når eg ikkje ein gong kan hugse å ha vore heime ein kveld. Det er kjekt å ha mykje å finne på, men det går ikkje i lengda. Når ein innser at ein ikkje får tid til å ta klesvasken eller andre daglegdagse ting som ein må få gjort, då er det kanskje nok..? Og i går då eg sat åleine innsåg eg at eg faktisk var litt sliten. Det er ikkje før ein set seg ned at ein får tid til å kjenne etter, men no merka eg at det berre var godt å vera heime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;På fredagskveld var eg på q-sport, som er noko ala allidrett driven av Salem der me leikar/gjer ulike sportslige aktivitetar og har det gøy, og i pausa der det til vanleg blir halde andakt vart det opna for all som ville seie noko. Då vart det sagt noko eg har tenkt litt på etterpå, og det er at det er lurt å setja av litt tid kvar dag utan musikk i bakgrunnen, eller radio eller tv, og berre bruke denne vesle stunda til ettertanke og gjerne til å vera saman med Gud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.findgift.com/Graphics/Gifts/PR_76040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.findgift.com/Graphics/Gifts/PR_76040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Han gjev den trøytte kraft,&lt;br /&gt;                           og den som ingen krefter har, &lt;br /&gt;                           gjev han stor styrke.&lt;br /&gt;                                                Jes.40,29&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-4568763805703288128?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/4568763805703288128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=4568763805703288128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4568763805703288128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4568763805703288128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/11/pustepause.html' title='Pustepause'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-4248332152551219603</id><published>2007-11-23T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T16:30:03.537Z</updated><title type='text'>I am the walrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqOKvonLrH8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqOKvonLrH8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music video from the Beatles is just brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-4248332152551219603?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/4248332152551219603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=4248332152551219603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4248332152551219603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/4248332152551219603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-walrus.html' title='I am the walrus'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-3417094017290235526</id><published>2007-11-22T08:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:08:10.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Finals approaching! (and I'm in the dark of winter-Norway)</title><content type='html'>So, what to do on a dark Thursday morning in November? I have actually been working for an hour now feeling like an excellent student, but now there is only half an hour left to the last lecture of the semester. And how much reading can you get done in half an hour? Though I'd might as well update my blog since all I would have done is wasting time anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in three-four years that I am home at this time of year (at home being Norway), and it feels strange! I didn't remember how dark winter is in Norway. At 10 am it is still not full daylight and since I'm inside studying, by the time I get out of the school buildings the day is already over and I have to walk home in the dark. But I'm getting used to it, I even almost like it. When it's dark and raining outside, being inside is almost cosy. I only wish I had the time to bake some buns and make som hot chocolate to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll put off some time when advent comes, although I really can't spend time on anything else than reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten a second home these days! If you enter the University of Agder through the main entrance and continue straight forward, then you'll end up infront of the library. Enter the library and walk up the stairs, take a right and you'll find me. Welcome to my second home!&lt;br /&gt;It is quite nice:) Quiet, but not so quiet that you feel you can't open your packed lunch. It's almost as if there is a community in here. You see the same people all the time, so you almost feel as if you have something in common and that you know them, only that you have never talked to any of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to find me, follow the road description above:) I'll be here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-3417094017290235526?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/3417094017290235526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=3417094017290235526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3417094017290235526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/3417094017290235526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/11/finals-approaching-and-im-in-dark-of.html' title='Finals approaching! (and I&apos;m in the dark of winter-Norway)'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-8482819863294234283</id><published>2007-11-09T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:10:51.762Z</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I have once again discovered the creative art of procrastination. Many times have I critisesed those who have not been able to get their work done because of hours and hours spent online, but now when I have gotten internet access, I've joined the lines of facebookaholics, youtubaddicts and msnaholics. What can I do to regain the focus that I once had? How should I resist the temptations that are thrown at me when I look towards my laptop?&lt;br /&gt;I need to fight this addiction, get focused and start studying. &lt;br /&gt;From this minute on I will stop opening my laptop and you will never find me on msn while studying again..&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how long I'll manage;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-8482819863294234283?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/8482819863294234283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=8482819863294234283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8482819863294234283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/8482819863294234283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/11/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6922293803838625167</id><published>2007-10-25T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:14:00.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Så etter ein del masing frå min kjære sambuar Mette, har eg funne ut at det kanskje er på tide å oppdatera bloggen. Er ikkje akkurat lite å finna på som student, så har ikkje sett bloggen øvst på to-do-lista..&lt;br /&gt;No har eg altså budd sånn ca. to månedar i Kristiansand som er ein liten, men veldig kosleg by og eg trivst kjempegodt:) Sidan det er ein såpass liten by så pregar studentane byen og det er ikkje vanskeleg å bli kjend me folk akkurat..&lt;br /&gt;Me er berre 14 på studiet mitt (oversetting og interkulturell kommunikasjon - for den som ikkje har fått med seg det), og me har vorte ein gjeng der som heng mykje saman. I tillegg har eg blitt med i Laget, og der òg er me ein gjeng som finn på mykje rart, utruleg herlege folk! Det er sånn no at eg faktisk kunne tenkt meg å berre vera her ei stund, men må jo til England (eller eit engelsktalande land) til neste år, så har ikkje stort anna val enn at eg må flytte på meg..men eg kjem sterkt tilbake om to år! Men hallo..eg har jo framleis åtte månadar att(!) så treng ikkje begynne å sjå mot neste år enno.. &lt;br /&gt;Har òg klart å involvere meg i Kristiansand Brass Band som er eit korps litt over min standard. Etter å ikkje ha spelt i ensemble på fire år så har eg kanskje sikta litt høgt, trur ikkje heilt eg visst kva eg bega meg ut på då eg begynte der. Om halvanna veke (2.-4.november) skal me på Siddis i Stavanger og stiller i 1.divisjon, noko som er ganske skummelt med tanke på at eg aldri har vore med på konkurranse før i det heile tatt. I februar skal me til NM, men me får sjå om eg held ut så langt. Kjem kanskje litt an på resultatet av neste helg:P&lt;br /&gt;No vart ikkje dette ei oppramsing av alt eg gjer, men det er ikkje noko problem å få tida til å gå i alle fall:)&lt;br /&gt;Og som den flinke student eg er (eller prøver å vera) så er det kanskje på tide å begynne på neste innlevering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6922293803838625167?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6922293803838625167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6922293803838625167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6922293803838625167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6922293803838625167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/10/s-etter-ein-del-masing-fr-min-kjre.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-6100854063856194215</id><published>2007-08-30T08:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:03:33.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdens håp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, du er verdens lys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;og lyset det er sterkere enn mørket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, du er virkelig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;og sannheten er sterkere enn løgnen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, det er bare du som redder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oss i fra fortvilelse og angst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Midt i motgang og i trengsel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kommer du med liv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kommer du med liv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, du er verdens håp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;og håpet det er sterkere enn døden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, du er kjærlighet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;og kjærligheten overvinner hatet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-6100854063856194215?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/6100854063856194215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=6100854063856194215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6100854063856194215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/6100854063856194215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/08/verdens-hp.html' title='Verdens håp'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-1224377999475784752</id><published>2007-08-29T14:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T14:31:37.872+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristiansand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ny plass, nye venner, nye tankar...nytt fokus(?)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Las gjennom diverse bloggar her i dag, mange frå GUS, og fann ut at eg har jo eigentleg ikkje skreve noko om det viktigaste. Alt som har kome med på bloggen har vore opplevingar, som i seg sjølv er spennande, og då spesielt frå Ecuador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Men kva var grunnen til at eg havna i Ecuador? Kva er grunnen til at eg er i Kristiansand no, eller at eg har vore i USA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Det meste har gått sin gang fordi eg tilfeldigvis har kome over annonser (bibelskulen) eller personar eller rett og slett studium som berre dukka opp på samordnaopptak (oversetting). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Men det er ingengting av dette som er tilfeldig, alt har vore, og er, ein overordna plan som Gud på førehand har lagt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Det er så lett å misse fokus å gløyme det viktigaste, og så kjem dess augneblikka der du får aha-opplevelsar på nytt og på nytt. Du blir minna på kva Jesus har gjort for deg og kva du har sagt ja til ved å ta imot han.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-1224377999475784752?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/1224377999475784752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=1224377999475784752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1224377999475784752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/1224377999475784752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/08/kristiansand.html' title='Kristiansand'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-5228662467160508412</id><published>2007-04-08T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:47:06.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the motherland</title><content type='html'>So, you're really happy with life and all, nothing really to worry about except for the stupid, little fact that you're not sure of what to do next fall, yet you get these moments where everything would be a lot better if you went to the US, although you're fine! Finally you can go see your parents almost whenever you want (not that it happens very often), it's easy to keep in touch with friends you haven't talked much to the last couple of years (then realizing most of your friends are in the US), the system is so much easier (although you have to pay bills and actually learn how to live your own life) and you can finally have everything in your own language again (but what is my real language, my lingua franca?)...&lt;br /&gt;Finally one day I'll get used to be living in my mamaland, settle down and live happily ever after...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-5228662467160508412?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/5228662467160508412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=5228662467160508412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5228662467160508412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/5228662467160508412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-motherland.html' title='Back to the motherland'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-2821369578509140486</id><published>2007-03-12T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:53:28.774Z</updated><title type='text'>Kjeder meg, eg?</title><content type='html'>Saa er atter ein dag gaatt med til timesvis internettbruk utan aa eigentleg ha faatt gjort noko ting.&lt;br /&gt;No er det berre fem dagar til me reiser tilbake til GUS, og gjett kva eg har klart?&lt;br /&gt;Kari har klart aa faa lungebetennelse... det begynte for ein maanad sidan..hosta litt (eller mykje), men tenkte ikkje noko saerleg paa det, og fyrst paa onsdag tenkte eg det var paa tide aa oppsoeke lege.&lt;br /&gt;Maa sei at eg har blitt veldig imponert over det ecuadorianske legevesenet, mykje meir effektivt enn det norske! Venta fem minutt foer eg fekk time (maa ringe aa bestille paa foerehand heime), stilte fort diagnose om at det var lungebetennelse, men maatte ta roengten av lungene for sikkerheitsskuld. Venta fem minutt paa aa ta roengten (mot tre timar paa Gjoevik sjukehus), tok ein halv time foer resultatet kom (mot fleire veker i Norge) og fekk straks behandling med fysioterapi og innhalasjonsgreier. IMPONERT!&lt;br /&gt;Det som er drit er aa vera sjuk den siste veka i Ecuador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa har eg gjort det som saa mange foer har gjort daa dei ikkje har noko meir aa finne paa aa gjera paa nettet....soekt paa navnet sitt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- KARI &lt;strong&gt;Kenya Agricultural Research Institute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kari skapte radio-revolusjon med absurd humor og latterkramper&lt;br /&gt;- Kari is the most advanced girlfriend simulations to date.&lt;br /&gt;- Kari is an artificial intelligence entity which can learn and have a real conversation with you.&lt;br /&gt;- Kari: Rock, terylenebukser og tuperte høysåter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meir spennande var det vel i grunn ikkje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleder meg til aa koma tilbake til Norge aa treffe alle paa GUS att og alle venner ellers!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-2821369578509140486?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/2821369578509140486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=2821369578509140486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2821369578509140486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/2821369578509140486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/03/kjeder-meg-eg.html' title='Kjeder meg, eg?'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-117035730946594863</id><published>2007-02-01T18:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-01T19:15:09.473Z</updated><title type='text'>Fra vesle Cañar til Quito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ecuatur.no/bygdacanar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ecuatur.no/bygdacanar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.columbia.edu/itc/anthropology/v1007/PAP_PUBLIC/photos/2003/00%20quito%20118-1856_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.columbia.edu/itc/anthropology/v1007/PAP_PUBLIC/photos/2003/00%20quito%20118-1856_IMG.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Litt overgang eller? No har me budd i Cañar i to maanadar, og Cañar er ikkje akkurat verdas navle. Kosleg liten by med landsbygd rundt og smaa koslege indianarfolk rundt omkring. I tillegg jobba jo Ann Kristin og eg paa Tambo-skulen som er ei skule for indianarungar...er berre dei skjoennast ungane nokonsinne, men lopper i rumpa har dei:P&lt;br /&gt;Saa flytta me til Quito paa laurdag som er ein storby (hovudstaden) paa litt over 1 mill. Det er nesten som om me ikkje er i Ecuador lenger, kunne nesten ha vore ein by i Europa...vel...nesten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her har me:&lt;br /&gt;-Byrja aa jobba i barnehage som eigentleg er foerskule, men foerskule her vil sei det sam som skule for alle dei smaa ungane skal laera aa lesa og laera seg tala, til og med engelsk skal dei laera.&lt;br /&gt;-Vore i verdas navle "Mitad del Mundo" og staatt paa den nordlege og soerlege halvkule samtidig!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viaggiaresempre.it/02MitadMundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.viaggiaresempre.it/02MitadMundo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nesten svidd av oss rumpa paa busstur fordi einaste ledige plass var oppaa motoren.&lt;br /&gt;-Oppdaga paa nyheitene at det er opptog i byen fordi folk proevar aa storme regjeringa.&lt;br /&gt;-Difor óg funne ut kvifor taxiane har koeyrt omveg til jobb dei to siste dagane.&lt;br /&gt;-Faatt saavidt opplevd taaregass (seiv litt inn gjennom bilvindauget i dag daa me koeyrde forbi regjeringsbygget), men det var saa lite at det framkalla ikkje saa mange taarer. Berre litt artig aa ha opplevd det.&lt;br /&gt;-Moett fleire nordmenn heilt tilfeldig, som hadde opplevd at ein heil familie paa 15 her nede hadde vorte frelst gjennom boen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-117035730946594863?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/117035730946594863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=117035730946594863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/117035730946594863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/117035730946594863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/02/fra-vesle-caar-til-quito.html' title='Fra vesle Cañar til Quito'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-116975615105950824</id><published>2007-01-25T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:15:51.066Z</updated><title type='text'>Nytt fra Ecudador?</title><content type='html'>Har funne ut nok ein gong at blogg ikkje er noko for meg. Sidan eg ikkje har oppdatert bloggen min paa ei stund fann eg endeleg ut at det var paa tide med ei ordentleg, kraftig oppdatering med bilete og samendrag av det meste. Saa der sat eg no paa ein internettkafé i Cuenca, fornoegd med at eg endeleg hadde taalmod nok til aa sitja ned aa skrive. Etter ein time hadde eg sett inn ein del bilete, men daa eg ikkje fekk til fleire bestemte eg meg for aa poste bloggen....Joda....hadde vore kult det hadde det faktisk gaatt, men akkurat daa hengte heile dataen seg opp og alt eg hadde sete med der i ein time vart sletta. Det var dei bileta...&lt;br /&gt;Hadde bildo fraa jungelturen (var paa jungelferie i jula)og skreve masse om heile turen. No veit e ikkje om e gidd aa skrive meir om jungelturen og setje inn bilde sidan det byrjar aa bli ei stund sidan me var i jungelen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenk, men har alt vore i dette fantastiske landet i tre maanadar, og no set me kursen for Quito. Ann Kristin og eg maatte ta farvel med alle elevane og laerarane paa skulen i dag. For min del var det verst aa ta farvel med ungane, for har faktisk vorte glad i dei etter desse to maanadane paa Mushuk Kawsay i Tambo...saa det var med taarevaate auge at me forlot skulen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, saa her kjem nokre bilete fraa jungelturen likevel, de maa jo faa sjaa kor fint det var!!!!! (Det er julebileta eg ikkje gidd poste denna gongen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/28122006-11-38-16_0217_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/28122006-11-38-16_0217_resize.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Pañacocha, vaar kjaere soveplass i to netter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/30122006-09-19-34_0382_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/30122006-09-19-34_0382_resize.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Papegoeyer saag me óg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/img_1883_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/img_1883_resize.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foer me kom oss inn i den virkelege jungelen var det tur paa pick-up planet fraa byen Tena til landsbyen Misahualli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/jentene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://jpgoestoamerica.wordpress.com/files/2007/01/jentene.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Ekte jungelsminke, vil du ha lepestift som varer? Jungelen har det!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa skulle det ha kome fleire bilete, men dette faar vera ein smakebit....&lt;br /&gt;Optimisten Kari haapar paa aa faa oppdatert bloggen litt betre i storbyen Quito...&lt;br /&gt;Fortsettelse foelger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-116975615105950824?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/116975615105950824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=116975615105950824' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116975615105950824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116975615105950824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2007/01/nytt-fra-ecudador.html' title='Nytt fra Ecudador?'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-116405403037147280</id><published>2006-11-20T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:20:30.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newley.com/images/ecuador/cuenca_pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.newley.com/images/ecuador/cuenca_pc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dette er altsaa eit bilete fraa Cuenca, byen me har vore i i akkurat tre veker og to dagar. &lt;br /&gt;Tidsbegrepet har forandra seg litt her. Det kjennest ut som om me har vore borte fraa Norge kjemepelenge, men samtidig saa har tida her gaatt fort. Det er saa utruleg mange inntrykk at det gaar ikkje an aa beskrive alle. Dessutan er det noko begrensa kva ein faar vist bilete av naar ein ikkje har digitalkamera. Saa dei bileta eg faar sett inn no er berre bilete som eg faar tak i paa internett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spahp.creighton.edu/padilla/OT%20International%20Programs/Ecuador%20Project/Ecuador2001/People/CholaCuencana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://spahp.creighton.edu/padilla/OT%20International%20Programs/Ecuador%20Project/Ecuador2001/People/CholaCuencana.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dette er eit vanleg dagleg bilete i gatene her i Cuenca. Chola Cuencana blir dei nasjonale kalla, indianerdamene her i Cuenca. Alle har skjoert i fine farger, raudt, rosa, blaatt, lilla, ja, alle livlege farger du kan tenke deg. Og alle skjoerta har fine border. Kor breie bordene er viser visst kor velstaande du er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elles er livet her i Ecuador ganske slitsomt. Hadde aldri forestilt meg at du kan bli saa trott berre av aa prate og hoeyre eit nytt spraak heile tida. Sjeolv om eg nyt det, og merkar at det gaar framover med spraaket, saa blir eg likevel sliten.&lt;br /&gt;- mamma, du ville bli heilt overraska over doegnrytma mi her, til sengs i halv ti-tida, og opp i seks-tida!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haapar paa litt meir regelmessige oppdateringar fraa no av, og kanskje med litt meir personlege bilete:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-116405403037147280?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/116405403037147280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=116405403037147280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116405403037147280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116405403037147280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2006/11/dette-er-altsaa-eit-bilete-fraa-cuenca.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-116178754656654132</id><published>2006-10-25T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T15:58:28.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Husvask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.siste.no/multimedia/archive/00670/VASKING_jpg_670583h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.siste.no/multimedia/archive/00670/VASKING_jpg_670583h.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No driv me å vaska heile internatet, noko som æ utrule artigt...ehm... æ i grunn ganske gørr, men dæ må vel te sia me ska byte internat og rom ette at me kjæm att frå Ecuador (og Mali-teamet som me har budd mæ kjæm tebake frå Mali). I tillegg ska GUS kunne bruke internata så dæ bør vel sjå respektabelt ut, dæ æ berre dæ at akkurat no så æ dæ'kji dæ e har lyst te...men vaksing har'n vøl alder lyst te:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bajazz.no/Fotos/koffert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.bajazz.no/Fotos/koffert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tillegg æ dæ all pakkinge. E planlegg alltid så god tid; fysst må'n skrive list over dæ'n ska ha mæ se, så æ dæ å finne te alt detta før så å fordele dæ i koffert og sekk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Men...så æ dæ å gjennomføre planen...lista vart dæ ikkji mykji tå denna gønge, dæ å sortere kleudn vart heldan ikkji gjort og førdelinge æ'kji berre enkel... Ko har skjedd? E brukte vera så organisert når dæ gjeld pakking! Uansett blir dæ gjort, no gleda e me berre te å få heile rommet(innhaldet,vel å merke) ned i kjeldarbue og koffertan i bilen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-116178754656654132?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/116178754656654132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=116178754656654132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116178754656654132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116178754656654132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2006/10/husvask.html' title='Husvask'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-116153930048729148</id><published>2006-10-22T18:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:48:21.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No nærmar verden seg fort...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://teachingtreasures.com.au/pic/aeroplane.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://teachingtreasures.com.au/pic/aeroplane.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tok til med pakkinga i dag, og det har faktisk gått opp for meg at...shit!!! me reiser om under ei veke!!! Kjendte det på fredag då me køyrde forbi Gardermoen på veg mot praksisen på Schmukk på Sørumsand... Kjende det suget i maget som du får når du tek ein ekstra rask berg-og dalbane... det suget som kjem når du er på veg nedover, rett før du når botten.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Men det var ikkje eit gruelses-sug, men eit gledes-sug:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Då me køyrde til GUS i august var det nesten litt rart å ikkje ta fly til skulen...det har jo nesten vorte ein vane...Men no skal eg endeleg få sita på flyet att. Det er så fredeleg å fly for du veit at du kan ikkje koma nokon annan stad så det er ikkje noko poeng i å stresse, flyet kjem fram når det kjem fram og imens kan du ikkje gjera noko anna enn å slappe av. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Jippi!!! Eg gledar meg:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-116153930048729148?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/116153930048729148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=116153930048729148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116153930048729148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116153930048729148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-nrmar-verden-seg-fort.html' title='No nærmar verden seg fort...'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36291052.post-116125755458586106</id><published>2006-10-19T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:32:34.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Har fått blogg e mæ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Etter lang tid å ha tenkt at blog æ'kji noko for me sia e'kji klara å oppdatere sleke ting, har e gitt ette før presset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36291052-116125755458586106?l=karihommedal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/feeds/116125755458586106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36291052&amp;postID=116125755458586106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116125755458586106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36291052/posts/default/116125755458586106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karihommedal.blogspot.com/2006/10/har-ftt-blogg-e-m.html' title='Har fått blogg e mæ'/><author><name>Kari - adresse verden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605965566345231812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NiN1hiUHqY8/SSgb7hkyojI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TLZI_oXacL8/S220/IMG_1214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
