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I'm terrible with money

Posted 31.03.2017 @ 16:30 2

As a Norwegian, I'm very privileged. The fact that I get to be a student abroad, without any economical challenges*, only proves this further. In Norway, we don't pay to go to college. It's state funded. "College savings"... like, what's that? It's not a thing. But sadly, in the rest of the world, education is crazy expensive. So when a Norwegian wants to go abroad to do their entire degree, you'd think it'd be probl?matic. Well, we have this great state funded thing called Lnekassen which roughly translates to The Loan Box. The Loan Box hands out loans and grants twice a year to Norwegians who'd like to study abroad so that we can continue on living the same comfortable Norwegian lifestyle anywhere in the world. 

*It's still a challenge to me.

It's challenging because I live up to the stereotype as a spoiled Norwegian brat and have no experience in budgeting. Yeah, I said it. The B-word. For the first time in my life, I've become aware of the fact that sadly, money does actually not grow on trees... but don't get me wrong. I've been working and earning in my own dough since I was fifteen. Thanks to the amazing Norwegian hourly wages though, I never really had to struggle very long with saving up for the things I wanted. And worrying about money? Not in my DNA. As such, with some help from The Loan Box, I lived as a queen during my first couple of months in Amsterdam. One bottle of Patron here, a hundred euros worth of clothing there... Surprisingly, it adds up! Who would've thought? 

So, as of today, because I've spent all my money on liquor and lingerie, I'm on a  p-r-e-t-t-y  tight budget. So tight, in fact, that I realized I actually have to plan my meals ahead, instead of making use of foodora on a weekly basis. Crazy, right?! Serendipitously, this lead me to creating the tastiest homemade veggie burgers I've ever had. All of the ingredients I used is stuff that's either been in my pantry forever, or are basic staple items I always get at the supermarket anyway, because it had to be CHEAP. I posted a pic of the whole burger-making process on snapchat and I swear to God, I don't think I've ever gotten such a huge amount of responses on my snap story before. Obviously, this awesome recipe has to be shared with the public. Keeping it a secret would be treachery. So, without further ado... 

Epic Budget Bean Burgers (makes about 7 pattys)
1 can of beans (I used kidney beans)
1 serving "No-egg" natural egg replacer / Chia/flaxseed method (A regular egg could work too, but you know... the environment and stuff)
1 cup flour 
Soy sauce
Sriracha
Chili, cumin and garlic powder
Walnut crumbles 

1. Mash the beans into an even texture / put it in a blender or food processor if you're that fancy 
2. Add everything else
3. Cover your skillet in oil, heat it up
4. Dance sensually to the Narcos theme song
5. Fry the burger pattys on medium heat until they're crispy on the outside, then lower the heat and let the pattys cook all the way through as you...
6. ...prepare the non-burger burger stuff! Toast some whole-wheat bread, spread on dijon mustard, add burger patties, onions, pickles, tomatoes, spinach and curry ketchup. Whatever you like. Yum.

And there you have it! To up the fancyness and make it look prettier, one could use actual burger buns. As soon as I get out of this disgusting cave they call student housing and move into a place with an actual oven, I'll attempt to make some buns from scratch. Until then, regular bread will have to do. Delicious, nonetheless.


I hate my study program

Posted 24.03.2017 @ 20:08

So... it has come to my attention that my blog went on a two-year long hiatus. My last, very philosophical and reflective post gained quite a lot of attention in the local media, which was fun. It's especially fun to look back at what I wrote just 'cause the immaturity and navet of a younger me shines through, like my friend's bald head shines in the sun... (Sorry for the weak analogy. I haven't written in a while. Working on it). I still agree with myself on a few points, though. Since my last post, I've graduated high school in Norway, lived for another six months in Brazil, visited my parents in Los Angeles, worked full-time at the Oslo airport, dyed my hair blue and moved to Amsterdam. Yeah.

Around this time last year, I found out about a seemingly interesting bachelor's program at the University of Amsterdam. Consisting of four different majors, it seemed to fit with all my interests. After having been enrolled for about seven months, I've realized that it was a match made in hell. The program I'm in is an intensive one, costing twice as much as the regular programs at my uni, and is meant for some of the world's most dedicated students. Well... I'm a lousy student with terrible priorities and non-existent time management skills. I don't think I have actually studied for something since 2012. In my last post I wrote something along the lines of how I wanted to live independent of any system telling me what to do. I'm obviously living out my dream now; enrolled in this very elitist bachelor's program spending my time perfecting my downward facing dog pose/watching Narcos, instead of trying to fathom Descartes' mode of reasoning. My next exam is on Tuesday. I'm blank. But hey − at least I'm not letting anyone tell me what to do!

But fear not, my dear reader. Although this semester may be a disaster, I think I've found my purpose. Aside from doing heaps of hot yoga and watching nearly everything there is to watch on Netflix, I've come to discover that my forte is in the humanities. I'm not sure how many of you have followed me since the beginning of my blog journey, when I moved to the U.S. in 2011, but my one interest with academic potential that has recurred in everything I've done since then, is the one involving languages and culture. It is the one area of interest that I will study voluntarily, for hours on end, without even having any work on it assigned. If I ever want to get a degree at all, it seems like chasing my true passions is my only hope. And that's what I'll do.

Consider this a sort of foreshadowing, blog-wise. I may or may not return to write about... whatever. 



 

 


Kall meg gjerne virkelighetsfjern

Posted 22.05.2015 @ 18:01 1

Er du ikke trist? Er du ikke fullstendig knust over hva virkeligheten vr har blitt til? Vi har rotet oss helt bort og er p komplett feilspor. Livet skal ikke vre snn. Det er ikke regninger, vesker og lavkarbo vi skal bruke energien vr p. Er det virkelig s vanskelig skjnne?

Jeg har bestemt meg for "flytte" til Brasil etter sommeren. Siden sist jeg skrev her, har jeg vrt to uker i Brasil, og Julio har vrt over en mned i Norge. Han dro i slutten av februar, og det har vrt hardt. vre tilbake i Brasil i fjor hst var bde surrealistisk og fantastisk. To uker har aldri gtt s fort. Til tross for alle problemer Brasil har, er det der jeg fler meg lykkeligst akkurat n, og jeg vil derfor tilbake for kjenne mer p denne flelsen. Reflektere litt, kanskje ? hvorfor er jeg lykkeligst der, og ikke her? 

Jeg fler ikke at jeg lever dypt nok her i Norge. Det er en litt snn skole-jobb-sove-greie. Hvem eller hva som avgjr om jeg har det slik eller ikke, er vel bare meg selv, men som den dramatikeren jeg er, blir jeg s ufattelig pvirket av miljet rundt meg. Miljet vi har i Norge er for det meste trygt og godt, men jeg trenger nye impulser. Alt her str stille og alle har sin plass; jeg har vansker for finne min plass her... I Norge er dagen over s snart man er hjemme fra jobb eller skole klokken 4 p ettermiddagen. Etter lang dag er man s utslitt at man ikke orker bruke energien p annet enn se p tv eller bli underholdt av annen fordummende underholdning. Jeg bare spr, hvordan kan dt lede til et lykkelig liv? Det er ingen hemmelighet at jeg ikke er 100% lykkelig med en snn livsstil.

Jeg har et knippe fine sjeler rundt meg, men de fleste av mine venner har en spennende tid foran seg. N gjelder det tenke frst og fremst p sin egen fremtid. Tiden er inne for forberede seg til videre utdanning, men det er ikke lett ske seg inn nr man har interesser i s mange varierende felt. Dog, viktigst av alt: jeg nsker ikke  ta en utdannelse kun for komme meg inn i en trygg jobb og bli et ferdig produkt av og for samfunnet. Jeg vil leve for MEG, p den mten JEG synes virker best - hva n enn det er. Til norsktentamen til i fjor skrev jeg om nettopp dette; mennesker som jobber seg i hjel for toppkarakterer, eliteutdannelse og en hyt betalt jobb. Dette bare for f rd til et luksurist hus som kan romme vakre, flinke barn og etterhvert et liv fokusert p konsum og materialisme, en livsstil preget av penger og ln, som man igjen jobber hardt for ha rd til betale ned p. Huset man aldri er i og barna man aldri ser - de er jo i barnehagen og blir tatt vare p av noen andre, men du jobber for holde rotteracet i gang... Det m da finnes en dypere mening med livet enn som s? Det siste jeg vil er ende opp som en slik flittig arbeidsmaur ribbet for tid til refleksjon. 

Tenk vre i en situasjon der en ikke er avhengig av noe system! Der du og din familie lever "off-the-grid", selvstendig og fritenkende, fritt for reklamepropaganda og annet kapitalistdritt. Jeg er s lei av at folk ikke kan tenke utenfor boksen ? ikke at jeg er noen ekspert selv, men jeg starter med selvrefleksjon og tar det derfra. Det er noe jeg nsker videreutvikle. For bare noen hundre r siden ble folk med 'penbaringer' hyllet, og idene deres ble sett nrmere p. Fr noen en penbaring i dag blir en latterliggjort eller fremstilt i media som konspirasjonsteoretiker eller helt virkelighetsfjern. Det ligger enn slags "vi vet allerede alt vi trenger vite"-innstilling over det hele.

Vi m trre vre annerledes, sier jeg.


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