WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

Got to know my roommates a little better the other night. After an all dayrrr at the library, I came home to find my kitchen over occupied with half drunk refugees from different parts of Pall Halls. Wine and conversation about Schwitcherdrugs and Croatian-home cooked food. Nice to get a little break from reading. The 6. of November I'm going to Manchester to see a concert by The Cold War Kids. Alright!

OBAMA PRESENTATION

Had a meeting with my managerial leadership group, and we decided that our presentation is going to be on Barrack Obama. The second choice I presented. My first choice was off course Hannibal from A-Team. To bad none in my group had heard of the team you can hire if you can find them. Met Birgita outside the University, she has just been in Glasgow, going on to Tenerife on the expense of her family's credit card. Beautiful.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY IN SIX

Stole this from Jarle. Hemingway made a bet back in 1920 that he could write a nouvelle in six words. This was the result. "For sale: baby shoes, never worn" Excellent. I've come up with these:

Your turn. Click. Your turn. Bang. | How to drown in a coffeecup.

HEARTBREAK THEORY

Why are we in a recession? How can we get out of it? Presenting: Heartbreak Theory. Finally, I know what to write in my assessment. I'm going to write about a new method that efficiently gets the UK economy out of the recession. Brilliant. Got the idea over a chat I had with my friend Jeppe, who's also studying at Middlesex University.

TARZAN KYSSER JENTE, BABY BABY BABY!

You know, every time you ride a train, bus or a plane, you always get stuck next to the biggest, smelliest, most irritating person there, well, my next door neighbor is a hot, beautiful eastern european girl named Birgita, seems like my luck is changing.

EFFECTIVE

First day in the new flat at Chancellor Place. Threw some stuff up on the wall, packed out, sorted out my socks and boxers in autobiographical order, it's already starting to feel like home. All the bureaucratic mess that comes with studying abroad is also completed. Now I only have to read about 2400 pages and I should be ready for my master. The other day I was passed by an angry mob of girls in pink, with their underwear on the outside, screaming for sex and freedom. It's true.

LONDON

Busy times. Got enrolled on the University in the nick of time. Right now I'm living at a hostel, and thats not to bad, I actually like it. Got an apartment earlier today, the last one they had. So far the university is very impressive, and the demands are sky high.I'm at school every day until eight or nine, just to catch up the two first weeks. But I'm hanging on, still alive, just have to keep away from the traffic. They are all suicide drivers out there.

VAGABOND

Credit crisis & economical studies. Good combo. I have finally gotten my finances sorted out, and I'm heading for London next week. Where I'm going to live is still uncertain, but I'll figure something out. These last few months I've been travelling a lot. I've been to Greece, Denmark, Sweden and of course Norway, way up north and deep down south. Life on the road with no job or appartment has been wonderful, Ive been visiting family and friends all over. Good times. Relaxing times. I've read to many books, and written to much in my journal. And as I'm writing this I feel happy. Damn. I always get worried when I'm happy.