Revelation and Finger Eleven

Happy Belated New Year to one and all... I am afraid I have been quite lacking in time and inspiration to update my blog. I’m back in Norway and back in classes – I am amazed at the fact that it is already 2008 and I will be here only another 5 months, approximately, and then, who knows what?

This semester I have classes in Revelation with Kenneth Jorgenson, which are usually very interesting , and if not, then his hilarious pronunciation of the English language makes up for it. I have been designated as part of the crew (along with the other North Americans) to help correct his English mistakes since his main grammar teacher, Elyssa, is back home in Maine... sadface.

So currently we are going through the book of Revelation word by word and verse by verse and I personally am sceptical as to whether or not we shall ever make our way through... as of current, we are on verse 6 of Chapter One.

Other classes include Anatomy and Physiology, Church History, Last Day Events, Massage (that is to come in about a month) and, since Monday, Hydro Therapy. I have to say, I’m not a huge fan of this segment (referring to the latter) due to the fact that I am not used to having good blood circulation, and since hydro therapy is designed specifically to help with that issue, I have been getting severe headaches and some bouts of dizziness from the excess blood flowing into my brain. On the other hand, it’s good for you, and is highly relaxing, and I don’t mind giving treatments, either. But I’m more excited for massage therapy, as I feel I will be more likely to use it in my future life.

On Wednesday, I indulged in the grand luxury of a bath, as I realized that it has been several years since I have enjoyed the bubbly goodness. So I took my rubber ducky and my bubbles and soaked for a good hour. I know it’s not an overly thrilling thing to share, but it made me happy, so I though I would tell about it anyway.

Other than that, it’s been snowing and melting and snowing and melting and freezing and currently it’s about 3 degrees above 0 and everything is a sheet of ice with a layer of water over top, making the normally 2 second trek from my dorm to the school a treacherous and hazardous journey. Sarah has even farther to walk from her dorm, and there have been several accidents of people slipping and falling thus far, and I am aware that it is only a matter of days before I succumb to a moment of utter clumsiness and find myself sprawled out at the bottom of the steps. But until that moment arrives, I consider myself lucky and make sure I step with care.

Really not that much else to tell. I have been reading Les Misérables by Victor Hugo, listening to Tegan and Sara and Timberland (odd combination, I know), and waiting for the day when Marcus buys a coffee maker so I can enjoy my Honduran coffee with Sarah McCann, who brought me a bag all the way from Honduras, of all places! Not only did she bring me coffee, but a Rastafarian hat, as well. Also, I recently discovered that I have a much higher tolerance for hot sauce than I previously have had, and we have been eating habanero pepper ULTRA HOT hot sauce as though it were going out of style.

I do promise that one of these days - hopefully very soon – I will post a series of blogs telling about my trip to Africa, but I will just say that I enjoyed the experience greatly and would like to return at any moment to once again have the heat, (some of) the food, the landscape, the trees (especially those), and the people around me once again.

That is pretty much it. I’m going to return to my day-long obsession of watching the Finger Eleven music video of “Paralyzed” with Rob Monk on YouTube and try to avoid loud sounds and bright lights, due to the throbbing pain in my head which I would really appreciate the disappearance of sometime in the very new future.

Good day.

<3Jen