Do you know that your life is truly sad when you realize that Cheez-its are perhaps one of the best things you've ever tasted? Or is it even worse when you realize that, in the place you are, Cheez-its aren't even a known food? I'm not sure, all I know is that without Cheez-its and Everwood, I wouldn't be as happy as I am.

I had an okay weekend, not the best. I think homesickness affects everyone differently, and for me, it makes me lethargic. When I get upset or stressed out or homesick, I have an irrational tendency to think I can escape it if I just hide under the covers like I did when I was little. So I'm implying that I spent most of my weekend just hanging out in bed, watching movies and eating and trying to do very little thinking. This is however obviously a twisted method of coping that doesn't really leave you anywhere new on Monday except perhaps a bit more well-rested and well-fed. While these aren't necessarily bad things, especially here, they're also not the ideal outcomes of two entire days. So last night I decided it was necessary to get my lazy butt out of bed and head over to my favorite place on campus, Snikkarbua. I think I owe some kind of thanks to the gods of distributing campus responsibilities because they've saved me a couple of times by giving me Snikkarbua. Anyways, I headed over there with a huge mug of cocoa and my iPod and just sat at the edge of the dock and thought. I think it's so perfect because it's a place that doesn't force you to think about anything. The fjord below you is perfectly still and black, the sky above you is clear and inviting, and the mountains around you are empty abysses that somehow look as though it would be more caring than violent if they decided to swallow you up. I realized for the first time that I am alone, and at the same time I became content knowing that I recognized this and that I was okay with it. All in all, it was a really fufilling experience.

Alright, back to that English essay I've been procrastinating since the last entry. By the way, a perfect week coming up. No homework, free day on Wednesday, Forde and a cabin party on Saturday, then Bergen for PBL. Mm. Okay, peace and love.