one day I'll fly away

As I am writing this I’m either floating over Boston, New York (because I am soooo fancy) or some very unimportant town/village/burg, waiting for the stewardess to answer my call. I either want a beer, a cup of coffee or water. She does not want to answer my call, has not answered my call for the past hour, and if I push and push and push, pretend to be choking and fall down in the middle of the aisle, I don´t think she´ll answer me! Ok, a little dramatic, but you catch my flow. Maybe if Í decide to only drink water or coffee she will come answer my call. Please lady, I am soooooo bored here. And what do I do in my boredom? I blog… Hildur Blog! (hey, if you say that like the MC Hammer song, “what time is it? Hammer time” but rather “I blog” for “what time is it” (just say bloooooooog to try to fill in the extra time) and then “Hildur Blog” for “Hammer time”. I AM SOOOOOO COOL!

So, I am pretty excited to get home! Cannot wait to finally “get there”. Making my way to BWI isn’t the headache, it’s getting to the diiiirty burg, aka Williamsburg, that is the pain in the ass due to… TRAFFIC. Yes, the reason I live in Akureyri is to avoid the time eating monster called Traffic every…. single… day. We don´t have that problem in good old Akureyri. I would jump out of my car like it was a hot potato if I were stuck in traffic there… park it, jump out of it and walk to point X. In Akureyri the only traffic I wind up in is the parking lot by the school, trying to worm my way in and out of rows because people don´t know how to park. Háskóla-menntað folk kann ekki að leggja. (I won´t translate that.)

Yaddíyaddíyaddíyaddí…. How could I have forgotten something to read?!?! I hate it when I do that! AHHHH! And they were showing HAIRSPRAY on the plane. Shoot me. Ikkk, íkkkss, achhhh, úúúúhhhhh. The stewardess was playing charades a while ago, actually trying to act a bottle of liquor. Nobody understood what she was trying to say, and I told her she must be terrible in Actionary. Maybe that’s why she’s not answering me. Damn you lady! I PROMISE TO ORDER COFFEE!!!

So… my weekend in Reykjavík was good. I met up with Sara of course and also my cousin Sólveig Kristín. She decided to misuse and abuse my poor cell phone while flirting with med-students left and right. I actually had to knock a few off her (cough cough… hahaha). BUT that was not all, no no, Sólveig was working it that night… the little lady was a busy little bee… she had a whole group of guys from England (?) crawling all over her and I do believe she was able to hook one from France also. She was on fire. And I got to play in the ashes! CINDERELLA! CINDERELLA!

I admit I am gonna miss my Akureyri to bits! HUGS AND KISSES TO ALL MY LITTLE AKUREYRINGA! You know who you are… yes you do…. yes you do my pretties ;)

The stewardess finally decided to answer my call and brought me a cup of coffee. I rang my little button like a billion times but only did she notice that the red button was turned on when I had already ordered my coffee. Now she thinks I’m rude, making fun of her Actionary skills and impatient. She probably spit in my coffee.



-the americano-

"And keep your eyes wide, the chance won´t come again..."

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And now comes the blog that everyone has been waiting for...
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The times they are a changing in the life of Hildur Sólveig. A new leaf has been turned and personally everything is upside down, inside out or a different color all in all. Which isn´t a strange feeling once I describe the events of last week.

On Thursday last week I decided, alone in my apartment, that I did not want to continue studying law. WOW. Now, I know many of you will think, "Hildur, it´s only 2 more years" and to my defense I will say "2 more years of self pity, unhappiness and going with the flow just to go with the flow...". I for one, am not like that and will choose happiness and a path with which I believe has a meaning for me. So the following day, Friday, I signed myself out of two courses and was therefore officially done with school. And now comes the but. BUT, I have not quit school all together. No, no, no, this little dove isn´t finished yet. Next fall I will study Polar Law at the University of Akureyri. and get my ML (Masters in Law) in Polar Law, and then I will continue my battle to change the world. Yes, change it.

Now, what will I do since I don´t have a purpose anymore, since I am no longer the law student that I have been for 3 1/2 years, now that I am no longer going to school every day and studying (or worrying about not studying) every breathing moment? I will do what every stable, clever, and well-rounded person does. MOVE TO THE WEST-FJORDS!! Hahahahaha! Yes ladies and gentlemen, the dove is turning into a swan and spreading her wings in the west-fjords. My beautiful home away from home away from home, or maybe just home away from home since I no longer live in Akureyri, but I think the 3 homes is more correct. Yaddíyaddí. Tomorrow or the next I will tell you all what profession I will have there. Those of you who know me can guess... or not, do as you please ;)

Ok, so, quitting (check), polar law (check), Suðureyri (check)... ah yes, I am going to the States tomorrow!!!! MY "HOME"!!!! I cannot wait. I get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it! wíííííí!!! Sooooo, all in all, I think my "big news" is then all in the open.

Changes are good. This is a huge change for me and I´m soooooo excited! Just had to put that in there!

WISH ME LUCK!

-HsE- aka EsH (to continue the "change" theme)

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"The times they are a-changing" -Bob Dylan

I LOVE

I love happiness. I love spontaneity. I love laughing at myself after being a fool. I love decisions that I make that I know are right. I love epiphanies. I love the snow but only when it is white and not gray because then it is polluted. I love the earth. I love waking up on a cool sunny morning. I love uncontaminated nature. I love natural people. I love true friends. I love my family with its flaws. I love flaws because they help me learn and become a better person and they make the person unique. I love uniqueness. I love the feeling after I exercise and my muscles ache. I love to smile, laugh and cry. I love disappointments because then I know things can only getter better. I love art. I love my guitar and the blisters I get when I try to make beautiful sounds. I love candlelight. I love playing with clay. I love water. I love making people happy. I love making people feel safe. I love being a best friend, sister, daughter, granddaughter and cousin. I love music. I love sleeping with my window open. I love learning all of life’s lessons. I love figuring out and going my own way.

I love being me. Being me, making decisions for me, caring for me.

I love to love. I hope you love to love too.

-hSe-

The homecoming

I have news... BIG news... my man Óli´s back.

Yes, for those of you who thought I would be a spinster for life, I proved you wrong. My man has come home and it didn´t take too long. You will no longer see this sad and confused face, the face that´s been waiting and longing....



Some of you don´t know Óli. Óli is a head. Only a head. I will tell you a story about Óli, one that touches the heart. You see, we are both x-swimmers and we met in Iceland, Sundhöll Reykjavíkur to be exact. I first spotted him when he was getting ready for a big event. He was getting ready to swim the 50 m. freestyle. His coach helped him with his yellow swim cap, put on his goggles, carried him to the starting block and when that gun went off he lightly kicked him off the block into the pool. AND OFF HE WENT!!! Óli, man, HE was soooooo fast and REALLY kicked ass! He took the flipturn like no other and swam like a rocket back but before he finished, HE STARTED SINKING! I was like, "OH NO! ÓLI!!!" His coach jumped into the pool and got him. He was all right when he came up, he was quite out of breath and was panting. When his coach asked him... "Óli, what happened?!" Óli replied... "MY EARS JUST GOT SO TIRED!"

As I said... Óli is just a head.



And we have the greatest time. I love my Óli.
























I feed my guy too, obvious reason being that he has no hands, but still, so romantic! MAN, we have such a good time together! I want to take this chance to point out the fantastic fruit bowl on the table. That is a masterpiece that the one and only Hildur Sólveig made... just wanted to point that out ;) Good old ceramics class;)




It started snowing today here in Akureyri. This little lady had not picked up her man yet, so I had to change my tires all by myself. Yes, the "nails" are on. Did I mention THAT I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF? I am still waiting for my golden star to arrive for the good job I did. Yeps, still waiting... Sara helped a little bit, dragged one or two tires into the house. ;) But yes, Óli loves the snow! He insisted that I take a picture of him in the snow. He´s such a silly silly guy... ;)


















No more sad faces... just happy ones!
It didn´t take long for me to find my man...
I JUST HAD TO MAKE HIM! hahaha!



-hSe-

*MAKE your dreams come true* -the words of a true romatic

færslan hennar Solveigar Friðu

- I have a best friend who lives in Denmark.
- Her name is Sólveig Fríða Kjærnested.
- Her man´s name is Tryggvi Guðjón Ingason and I often call him Trausti. He doesn´t think it´s funny, neither do I. It just has something to do with the Tr. Sometimes I mix up names if they begin the same. Like Hörður and Hjörtur. They don´t really begin the same but I mix them up nonetheless.

- Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi have a beautiful little baby girl whose name is Ásdís Sólveig. They really wanted to name her Hildur Sólveig but I said "guys, come on, I´m an independent person, and I want her to be that too. Don´t name her after someone, let her be her own self." They went half way and half named her after me. Just me. Not after Sólveig Fríða, not after Sólveig mum whose name is Sólveig, and not after Sólveig Fríða´s grandmother whose name is Sólveig. Just after me. ;)
- Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi and little Hildur, ehm... Ásdís Sólveig, are greatly missed, dearly missed, terribly missed.
- This is an ode to them.

Hail Sólveig Fríða and Tryggvi and tons of hugs and kisses!!!

-HsE-

These words of wisdom were written my first year here in Akureyri sometime when Sólveig and I were at a coffee house. She was ALWAYS and is ALWAYS on the phone. But being together and enjoying each other´s company is the main thing.

"Going to a coffee house is great even though your friend´s on the phone the whole time."

Hello, I love you wont you tell me your name...

I think I should just stop while I’m ahead. My name is Hildur Sólveig and I´m a 22 year old lass that has hip problems. Today it is the left side of my hip. It needs to pop into place, pop out of place or just rest… I don’t know, and I don’t care…. I shouldn’t have to deal with a weird hip. My friend Birna told me to do like Barry Manilow and just get a new one. Who knows, when I am rich I may just have to do that. I would however like to point out the fact that Barry Manelo is old (er) and I am young (er). This is just not fair.


This is him after his hip surgery... what a happy camper!!!

I am sometimes lazy when it comes to sitting in front of my computer and putting my thoughts into words. I will make no excuses. I love you all. ;)

My friend Pálína came to Akureyri this weekend and Pálína, Eva Björk and myself had a blast. We went to a coffee house, got invited to a Polish (I think) party-table, hung out cozy style at my place, went partying and danced our tooschies off, went on a road trip to Mývatn and ate dinner together twice! We had fun. We are fun. Look up fun in the dictionary and you will see this picture.


Me, Pálína and Eva Björk

My ceramics class has finished and now I can go to Punkturinn whenever I want to be crafty. I showed my brother Árni some of my masterpieces via the camera on my computer and he laughed. Stupid fool, now he can rest assured that he WILL get something hand-made for Christmas. You shouldn’t have laughed brother.

I really want to go visit my grandparents soon. Maybe I will just leave one Thursday and spend a long weekend there. That would be fantastic. Grams and gramps are missed.

Welp, I have to get going. Hope you all enjoyed my little post. Remember the words of wisdom at the end of the post.

-HsE-

*It doesn’t do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.*

Adventure Weekend

Rightyó! Well about time I write something down here. That won´t be a problem since I had a WONDERFUL weekend. Friday was a lazy day, recooperating after a 70% exam in Tort Law. On Saturday Sara, Frej and Assar (za Swedes) and I went on a road trip to Mývatn. We were going to try to go to a natural hot spring hidden in a crater, but since it was snowy we didn´t think climbing down a crater was a very good idea ;) Therefore we went to the Mývatn lagoon and stayed there for a couple hours. Haha! Talk about a stary sky! Unbelievable, barely a spot in the black sky that wasn´t covered with salt grain. Beautiful.

Today was pretty cozy, drank coffee, talked to Sólveig Fríða, talked to gramms, looked for international organizations in Africa, did some crosswords and relaxed. Then Sara and I went for a walk in a forest in Akureyri, Kjarnaskógur. Veeerrryyy nice. Got pretty dark while we were there, almost lost my phone bt had a great little walk. Here are some pictures from the weekend.

Sunset in the countryside of Mývatn.



The Road Trippers!!



Sara sporting the rock in Kjarnaskógur.



Rocker HIldur

sunny today... cloudy tomorrow?

When I was younger I saw a tv show where a kid had a rubberband ball. Yes, a ball made out of rubber bands. You find a rubber band, you add it to your ball, your ball grows bigger. I wanted to start my own rubberband ball. I searched the house for rubberbands, stole some from the teachers desk at school, but that wasn´t enough for me to start my VERY OWN rubber band ball. Some other kids who also decided to start a rubberband ball (obviously the cool thing to do) had all gotten so much further than me in their collection so I did the only thing left to do. I made my mum drive me to the store to get "school supplies" aka RUBBER BANDS. Yes, and I bought probably 2 packs of 100 rubber bands. Screw finding the damn things. Why waste time when you can just buy them?

This got me to thinking what an impatiant person I am. When I have a brilliant idea I want to engage in it asap. Maybe not even asap, rather PRONTO. Too bad those ideas aren´t always as well thought out and planned as they could be and at times even seem like pretty stupid ideas. But now I ask you, do we think too much about the decisions we make? Is it such a crime to be sparatic and live in the now? I don´t think so, but the me tomorrow might not agree with me. The me tomorrow will kick me in the shins for making hasty decisions, sparatic decisions, stupid decisions. That´s why I like the me today!!

-HsE-

Live for today for tomorrow might be cloudy.

I am one happy camper

Oh so many new things are happening to me these days...

*I am a proud Apple owner... that is to say... I am the owner of a MacBook. A black one to be precise... very pretty.

*I have started jogging with a group called Eyrarskokk. We run around Akureyri like chickens with their heads cut off. Very pretty.

*I signed myself up for a clay-class today, that will hopefully start next Monday. I don´t think very many people have signed up and I think that´s what´s causing the delay. Hopefully I will make something... very pretty!

Sara´s birthday party was on Saturday. It was basically the very pretty group of girls and the exchange students. This group is very fun and exciting. All least the ones that were at the party. I want to thank Sara for a blasting birthday party. What a host!

-hSe-

Take your problem to the source.
(hmm... now it´s time to wonder who the source is... is it you yourself?)

Gullible or just so completely rational?

I´m thinking about taking a ceramics class here in Akureyri. It´s 2 x a week from 19:00-22:00, for 3 weeks. I´ve always been quite a sucker for ceramics classes and ever since my ceramics class in high school I´ve been longing to play on the wheel again. I mean, making beautiful sculptures and bowls that collect dust in your mothers cabinets... the perfect present! ;)

However, whenever I think of "throwing on the wheel" I always get to thinking about Ghost. Yes, Ghost, the movie with Patrick Swazye and Demi Moore. I wonder, how many girls and women have tried the wheel because of that movie? I bet tons think it´s oh so romantic and let the movie completely influence their decision to throw some clay. (I use the term "throw" because, if my memory serves me correctly, throw is the correct term for working with clay on the wheel) That´s why I´m doing it... it´s been a while since my ghost held me oh so tightly... the damn clays fault!!

AND Yes I have another example. Take Dirty Dancing. What girl didn´t dream about going with her family to some lame ass resort where she would meet the man of her dreams and sneak out in the middle of the night to go dance with... oh yet again, Patrick Swazye?!? And do "the lift" in the nearby river? And you know every girl wanted to learn the Samba after watching Dirty Dancing.


Maybe Patrick Swayze has that affect on us. Maybe we´re just gullible. Who knows.

-HsE-

A man is not the reason for our decisions, but can have a hell of a lot of influence.

What´s in a name?

I got to thinking about names today. Some of us have many names while some of us only have a few. I for example have quite a lot of names, some that I am proud of, some that I am not so proud of. Nevertheless, they would be considered my names. The reason this has popped up is due to the fact that I only write Hildur Sólveig on facebook because those in the States know me as Einarsson, while those in Iceland know me as Elvarsdóttir. Not a double personality, nothing to do with the CIA, just a quick adjustment my family decided to make so that the entire family would have the same last name in the USA. Sounds pretty logical, except for the fact that now I cannot write my full name because then people will not know if it´s me or, well, not me.

Therefore I got to thinking about names, my nicknames and I thought I would write them down. Enjoy.
Hildur Sólveig Elvarsdóttir, Hildur Solveig Einarsson, Hildy, Hil, Hitler, Helter Skelter, Hilla, Hidda Bidda, Pumpkin, Soccer Ball Head, Freckles, Hildur, Sólveig and last but not least, Haulder.

-hSe-

Isn´t it strange having someone look like you?

trying my best

Hmm... no comments yet... maybe people haven´t realized I´m back. HELLO! I´M BACK!! Did anyone hear that? Then I will just shed a tear. Psshhh, nah.
I just wanted to boast a little and tell you all that I have passed my first course in my Masters of Law. I am oh so happy about that!! Thanks for the support guys! Now I just have to tackle Tort Law / Skaðabótaréttur. The book is approximately 2 inches thick and a bunches of pages. BUNCHES! My aunt Lilja and I are going to a country dance/ horse herding/round up party on the 29th in Varmahlíð. More news on that later.


and the words of the day...
Sometimes you just can't get him out of your head...


- Hildur Sólveig Elvardóttir

Is the lady back yet?

Am I returning from the dead? Maybe, maybe not. We shall see how good I will be at writing here. I was for a while thinking about stopping this blog non-sense, but then things like snow on September 16 happens and I just feel like I have to tell the internet world about it ;)

So yes, it is September 16 and it is snowing outside. It´s snow of the wet non-sticking kind, but snow non-the-less and therefore I find it very interesting.

School has started and already one course is over and done with. Well, lets hope so. I´m still awaiting my grade in Contract Law. Overall, school is all right. A little overwhelming but all right. I will make it... damn it :D

Oh by the way, I took a tarot card test to see what tarot card I am, like I did before (don´t know if you guys remember) but yes, once again, I am the Devil. Always a good sign eh?

And finally, I have decided that I´m going to try to have a "saying of the day" with every blog I post. Sometimes this will be the only thing I post. Isn´t it great to have me back???


Life is what you make it.

Road trip HVAÐ?

Jæja, ég ákveði að stela þessu frá henni Lilju! Gjör svo vel.. og nei, ég er ekki hætt að blogga, bara æjilega léleg að gera það ;)
p.s. takk fyrir þetta Lilja mín
p.p.s. Linkurinn hennar Lilju er vinstra megin

Jebbs við Hildur Sól. skelltum okkur í road trip á fimmtudaginn. Eins og við vorum búnar að ákveða beygðum við til hægri í göngunum og héldum svo sem leið lá að Dynjanda. Þar stoppuðum við og borðuðum ímyndað nesti (því ekkert var nestisboxið og röltum upp með fossinum. Tókum fullt af myndum auðvitað og það eina sem var ekki alveg eins og það átti að vera var að það var rigning og við ekki með aukaskó og sokka. Svo það var ekkert annað að gera þegar í bílinn var komið en að fara úr þessu blauta og vera bara á táslunum á meðan skór og sokkar þornuðu. En það var nú víst í lagi. Við tókum okkur bara allan daginn í að keyra og vorum ekkert að stressa okkur á neinum tíma og það var alveg frábært.

Eftir Dynjanda (fossinn þinn Hafrún sys., ef ég man rétt ) var svo haldið á Patró og þangað hef ég bara aldrei komið fyrr. Rúntuðum um allt og skoðuðum og fengum okkur svo að borða pizzu í Þorpinu, veitingastað þar. Þar sem ekki er hægt að fá pizzur hér lengur vorum við orðnar ansi pizzusvangar og urðum sko ekki fyrir vonbrigðum. Mjög fínt að borða þarna. Vantaði bara sætu strákana. Eftir það héldum við svo á Tálknafjörð þar sem Auður Birna og Ársæll voru í "brúðkaupsferð". Við ákváðum að bjóða þeim í garden partýið okkar og þar sem maður truflar ekki fólk í "brúðkaupsferð" með símtölum eða sms-um ákáðum við bara að birtast. Já, og auk þess sem dúfan hennar Hildar Sólveigar var svo þreytt.

Við vorum nú samt ekki búnar að vera þarna inni nema í 10 mínútur þegar Níels (pabbi Ársæls) var búinn að bjóða okkur í mat, bjór og gistingu. Og eiginlega má segja að hann hafi ekki linnt látum fyrr en við vorum báðar búnar að segja já við þessu öllu. Eftir matinn fórum við svo í "pollinn" og sátum þarna í guðsgrænni náttúrunni og sötruðum bjór, frænkurnar þrjár, en Ársæll keyrði. Eftir pollinn var svo setið fyrir utan hjá Níels og Sillu og borðaður harðfiskur og sötraður bjór og hvítvín eins og fólk vildi í sig láta. Mjög nice bara og veðrið alveg yndislegt. Hlýtt og þurrt.

Hehehe Alexander Hrafn var nú frekar hissa á að sjá okkur Hildi þarna því þetta var svo "kolvitlaus" staður fyrir okkur að vera á, en jafnaði sig nú fljótt og þegar hann svo sá okkur aftur daginn eftir varð hann alveg rosalega kátur oghló og skríkti og dillaði sér allur. heheh

En á föstudaginn þegar við vöknuðum um hádegisbil og vorum búnar að borða Brunsh hjá þeim Níels og Sillu var haldið heim á leið. Gátum því miður ekki tekið það jafn rólegar heim þar sem ég þurfti að komast á sjúkrahúsið í sjúkraþjálfun fyrir lokun og það rétt hafðist heheh.

Um kvöldið var svo garden partýið mikla heheh. Reyndar sátum við nú ekki nema 7 hérna úti en það var bara rosalega kósý og gaman og við Hildur skelltum okkur svo á Ísó að því loknu. Ég fór svo aftur að djamma á laugardaginn en Hidlur greyjið þurfti að vinna þá.

STORY TIME

Yes, I think it is time for a fun little story that has been told many a times to those who visit the family. As many of you may know, my father is quite a character. And like my mother who is unable to place an order at Kentucky Fried Chicken, aka KFC, because she doesn´t understand ebonics and ebonics does not understand the Icelandic accent of a red headed lady, my father also experiences some difficulties while ordering ice-cream at the local Dairy Queen (ice-cream shop). One day, it was probably hot and ideal ice-cream weather, the family (excluding me) went to Dairy Queen. The family members place their orders, knowing my brother he gets a Blizzard, my mother probably vanilla ice-cream in a cone. My father, not quite sure what he wants asks the cashier:

"Umm... what´s that ice-cream, the sundae, you know, with the hot fudge?"

"Umm.. A hot fudge sundae sir?" (a confused face is cast by the cashier)

"Yes, yes, a hot fudge sundae. I´m going to have one of those." (very happy to know the name of his favourite dessert)

"What size sir?"

"A HOOOOOOTTTTTT FUUUUUDDDGGGGGEEEEE SSSSSUUUUNNNNDDDDAAAAEEEEE....." (said very slow, anunciated, like he was talking to a mentally retarded person... hmmm....)

For some reason, just because my mother has experienced some difficuly in ordering at fast-food restaurants, my father wanted to make EXTRA sure that the cashier knew exactly what he was ordering. Whether he thought the cashier was deaf, slow or dear God I don´t know what, he wanted to make sure that he would not experience the same discomfort of not getting his message across, like my mother when she orders corn bread, mashed potatoes and gravy at the local KFC. Good job dad. You are the fast-food-restaurant-ordering-pro.

Well, that´s it for tonight/today. I love you dad :D

the favouritest daughter

Miss 5-0, yes, 5-0

Ladies and gentlemen, I promise that I will do a better job at posting blogs from hereon.
Yes, as many of you know, I have become a police officer for the summer. I am filling in for those officers who are going on summer vacation here in Ísafjörður. So far things are going well and lets hope it all stays that way ;) So you trouble-makers, stop. hahaha!
I have not received a grade for my Thesis, I am waiting and waiting and waiting for my loan to come in so that I can buy myself a Snickers at the local store. Peanuts, caramel, nougout... or whatever... how did that commercial go? Welp, I don´t remember, so I don´t think yall remember either. WHOEVER can tell me how any ole Snickers commercial went, gets a Snickers from me when I finally get my loan. You lucky bastards. Until then I´ll keep eating my cucumbers.
It snowed the other day here in Ísafjörður and Suðureyri. I thought a Christmas tree and a Snickers bar would be awaiting me at Gramps and Grans house after my drive home from Ísafjörður last Thursday. But no, only my cucumber. Take that Santa (as I flash my handcuffs and muscles) Gotta love it.

Anywho, this has become a ramble scramble damble, as many of my friends know I am famous for. Hildur and her pointless stories. How long will it be until the other officers "get" me... yadíyadíyadí ;) HAHA!

love you all, yes, you all, that means all of you, you of the all.

hSe

finally I´m back

Well, I think it´s about time to give a status report... since I haven´t written in FOREVER.

Well, first thing is first, I was able to complete my BA Thesis and am awaiting my grade. Lets hope it´s good ;) Then finally when I had completed the Thesis and turned it in and everything, I started getting stressed for the police test that was the 19th of May. Yes my dear friends, Hildur was trying to become a summer police woman. ;) So the test was Saturday the 19th. It all went pretty well, until we had to carry, or in my case DRAG a 78 kilo doll around the gym. I wasn´t able to lift the doll correctly in the beginning so I gradually got closer and closer and closer to the ground as the "test" went on. I was seriously starting to drag the damn doll when I reached the end cone. Then I collapsed and limped my way back to the group. NOT A GOOD FEELING.

but the good news... I passed and little ole Hildur will be a police officer in Ísafjörður this summer. I am hoping to leave tomorrow, if I am able to pack up my apartment since I am moving at the end of May to a new apartment. That apartment will most likely remain empty for the summer since I will be in Suðureyri... but that´s aight... cuz it just is ;)

So, a little fun stuff too... look at this advertisement in Blaðið, a newspaper here in Iceland...


Now look a little closer....


TADA!!! THERE WE ARE!!!! DAMN WE´RE GORGEOUS! (good thing we´re in the Social Science and Legal Department... advertising the Business department!!) :D

the burg is missed

There has definitely been some homesickness going on these past couple of days... just wanted to let you guys know.

and Anna and Leah... the pictures will come up soon... I just have to find the cord... ;)

All I wanna do...

...
I want to get my hair cut.
I want to get my hair colored.
I want to go wax my legs.
I want to go get my eyebrows done.
I want to be finished with my BA Thesis.
I want to pass the police test.
I want to eat healty.
I want to have a clean apartment.
I want to move already.
I want to hug Anna.
I want my head to stop spinning.
...

Is that too much to ask?

freckles in the sun

My computer hates me. Great time to have your computer hate you, when you´re in the middle of writing your BA Thesis. How fantastic. DAMN YOU COMPUTER!

On the bright side, and I will say bright side because it was sunny sunny sunny today... I am doing all right with the Thesis, I went to the pool today and these brown dots got darker on my face, and the weather is fabulous. It´s not all downhill. ;)



xoxo
The dotted one

hjello akureyri

BACK BACK BACK IT UP!

So, I am back on the klake! I arrived thursday morning and drove up thursday afternoon and arrived around 17:00 in Akureyri. LONG DAY... that's all I will say. And yesterday was a long day too... jet lag really got me this time around. I was beat.

As most of you know, I am working on my BA thesis paper. Due date is 10. may, but I want to be done with it by the 1st. Oh woe oh woe oh woe. If anyone wants to cross their fingers, throw in a prayer, or unjinx all my bad luck... that would be greatly appreciated! Not saying that I am in desperate need of all that, just nice to have it in storage! ;)

OH MY GOD... HOW CAN I FORGET THE BIGGEST NEWS OF ALL?!? Hildur, yes I say HILDUR has gotten an automobile!! THE UNTHINKABLE HAS BECOME REALITY!! And yes, little miss hildur is very happy, very very very happy and um... quite HAPPY about the Sizzler. I LOVE IT! AND SO VERY GRATEFUL!!!

xoxo
the Sizzler

Who's her daddy?

Well, at least there is something good that I get from the news here in the Coffee Beanery, and that is that Larry Birkhead is the father of Anna Nicoles Baby, Dannielynn. Where would I be without this news coverage?

oh how I despise the news here

Well oh well oh well...

Here I sit at my x-workplace, the Coffee Beanery drinking my tea and working on my Thesis. Yes, this is my first workplace, here Ashley and I used to go after swim practice and make some de-licious coffee for oh so tired people. I think we both gained like 10 pounds working here... whipped cream bonanza! No, just kidding, we were and are gorgeous.

So I'm getting a little stressed about my Thesis... but I'm working on it. Gotta get it done gotta get it done gotta get it done!

While I'm sitting here, I am watching the news. FOX news. What shit. The news here in the US is just ridiculous. I'm not going to elaborate on why it is so, but lets just say it's crap. I could probably come up with better news than these people. That'll be my future, a news reporter. Any objections?

So yeah, one thing though that is about to come on the news is some law student who wanted to do something a little crazy before she became a lawyer, so she decided to get naked and film herself and put it on the internet. What a stupid girl. Now she's on the national news, buck ass naked, expecting to get a job and be taken seriously. I tell you, sometimes the internet can be a persons worst enemy. Stupid girl.

Well, I'm gonna get back to studying. Check-ya later Bill.

HsE

USA TODAY

dooo dooo dooo dooo dooo!!!

All right, sitting at Saga Lounge (aka business class lounge) at Keflavík airport waiting to gooooo hooooommmmmeeee! ;) Yeps, that´s right, business lounge. The reason? My dad has great friends that let me tag along with them and use their luxurious way of life. What a smoooooocher!

So, yeps I´m just a waiting.. not going to write much. Yesterday I met up with Stína, my good ole pal ;) We went to a coffeehouse and drank some deliciouso tea. We sat there and talked about psychics, cars and oh so happy family members ;) hehe! Always a pleasure to meet up with my homegirl.... gotta love her.

Today while I was getting ready I managed to get Sólveig's cats hair into my little blue eyes. I will tell you, my eyes were not blue for long. I swear to God, they felt like they were about to fall out of my big round head because they were so red and swollen. Count Hildula. That´s what I looked like!

Well, I hope you all have a great day and I will try to have a good time in the aero-plane!

Ciao!

xoxo- Hildur the AMERICANO

hey now... hey now!!

All right people... it´s been quite a hectic and intense week here in Hildur land.

First of all, this week was the last week of my "Law and Economics" course. I just 5 minutes ago sent my research paper via email to my teacher so I have officially completed the course!! YIPPY SKIPPY!! Not only has the week been crazy because of this paper, but also because we had a test on Friday that we had to cram for. Always fun.

Second of all, there is a crazy lady living in my apartment building who sucked all my energy out of my body on Friday. I was so worn out after having a small ordeal with her that I forgot that I was going to go to Kumpáni´s annual general meeting. Air-head Hildur (ummm... remember the white airhead?) So yea, she messed up my Friday evening. But that is okay because Sólveig and I went swimming and had a great time doing so. We stayed there till 21:00... not too shabby.

Third of all, I am going to the States on Tuesday and I´m just soooo freakin excited!! But, because I´m going to the States I have had to tie up some loose ends with my Thesis director... I don´t know if that´s the right word, but since I don´t feel like stopping to ponder about it... I won´t.

Fourth of all, I had a Volare party (like a Tupperware party except with Volare lotions and stuff). We were 4 at my little get together because little Hildur decided to call people like 4 hours before it started. Clever Hildur, real clever.

Fifth of all... I´M SO EXCITED TO GO HOME!!!

I don´t think there´s anything more that I can say right now except that I´m soooo glad that I have finished my paper, and that I get to focus 100% on my BA Thesis!! I´m going to Reykjavík tomorrow and will be staying at Sólveig Kristín´s place. Give me a call people!

xoxo

Hildur Sólveig

I´M FIXING MY PAGE... BE PATIENT ;)

What to do with my life?

All right people...

I have been in quite a dispute with myself lately. I have no clue what I am going to do with my life at this point. This is how I think:
1. Should I finish the M.L. here in Akureyri
2. Should I go do some volunteer work for a year and then take polar law in Akureyri
3. Should I finish M.L. here and then get a masters in Polar Law after 2 years?
4. Should I finish the M.L. here and then go get my masters in environmental law somewhere else?
5. Should I finish the M.L. here and then go do volunteer work and then take polar law or should polar law and volunteering be vice-versa?

Oh the choices the choices!!! Anyone want to give me any pointers?

xoxo

the confused one

What´s up guys... I put all these b-e-a-utiful pictures of me on my blog and I only get one comment... ONE COMMENT? ;)

xoxo
the furious one
:D

Because so much is riding on your Hildur...

Right... I went to the website http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi?word and got this slogan out of my name... Let´s not think about it too much ;)

So the weekend is here... Friday is here... and where am I? I am sitting at home reminiscing on my year as the President (notice the big p?) of the Entertainment Committee. Yes ladies and gentlemen, the annual general meeting of the Student Body at the University of Akureyri is today. There we will elect a new body President, Vice-President, President of the Entertainment Committee and last but not least... six other people to sit in the Student Body. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I will no longer be the President of the Entertainment Committee... bummer! What a bummer! So... now it´s time to reminisce. (you can click on the pictures to make them bigger)
The election picture that got me the title...

El presidente of FSHA... Baldvin Esra

Orientation week

The Entertainment Committee at the Sprellmót (beautiful shirts by the way)

They don´t call me the President of the Entertainment Committee for nothing...

The Halloween costume

Dagný and I after the Russian House Party

The Sexy Dancers at the Russian House Party...

The field trip to RVK... the beer plant ;)

THE ANNUAL BALL!!!





























THANK YOU FOR TAKING THIS RIDE WITH ME!! IT WAS A BLAST!!!

LOVE,

HILDUR SÓLVEIG

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL

This is how Baddý and I looked at the annual ball that was held 3. March 2007! As many of you know, I am the president of the Entertainment committee and therefore was "in charge" of the whole night. The theme of the night was 1001 Nights / Arabian Nights and the decoration was fabulous!! As ya´ll will see in the picture below, the preparation for the night went very well and we were able to throw up palm trees, an Arabian tent and find gold the size of rocks.... and there are people who say we only have steam as a resource here in Iceland! ;)All in all, we did ONE HELL OF A JOB and I have only heard good comments from people. That must mean the night was spectacular and everyone had a grand old time!! ;)


Right now I am studying for a test that I have tomorrow. Topic: Municipality law and Information law. I´m jumpin with joy over here. Just a jumpin... BY THE WAY, Jodi Murphy visited Iceland. I didn´t get to meet up with her, but I hope she had a good time!! (if she should ever visit this page)Iceland is spectacular, you all should visit here. Especially Akureyri. Fun central.is

Today is International Women´s Day!! Congratulations women all around the world! Today is really a day to think about whether women have equal rights as men... This idea usually has a negative answer, especially when it comes to the difference of wages/salaries between women and men. It is a fact that women do not get the same wages as men. Why is that? Should it be that way? Can anybody confess to this?

can´t wait to hear the responses :)

Hildur Sólveig

A little bit of feminism going on... ;)

Here on this site we can see the newest Dove commercial.

http://dovecreamoil.com/?ban=aolhome

Dove got a lot of attention about a year or so ago when they started using different types of women´s bodies in their commercials and advertisements. For all I know, this attention was positive attention, for I don´t think people mind getting a wider scope on models in the industry today.
In Spain models are not allowed to weigh less than a certain number. I am not sure what that number is, but if someone knows, please fill me in. I have gotten mixed remarks about this rule that was passed in Spain. Is it simply a way for "fat" people to get to be models? Are we trying to make the "fat" people happy? Is this yet again another step towards an overweight world? A very simple and short answer: NO.

How sad is an industry getting when their employees are starting to starve and manipulate their body in such a way where they break apart and in the end die? This does not happen often, but just the fact that it does happens makes it once too often. It is also a known fact that girls look up to models and do compare themselves to them. The intensity of this comparison may vary incredibly, some may want to look exactly like the models, some may only look at their hair and say, "hey, that´s cool hair". Whether girls compare themselves a little or a lot to these women, what they look like affects other women and how they view themselves. What point am I trying to make? That skinny women should not be allowed to be used in advertisements? No. What I am trying to say is that the variety of the types of models used today should be increased. Not every woman today has a flat stomach, has size 34 C breasts, has tiny thighs etc. What about the woman with a big butt or the woman with the "womanly" waist? Should woman not be able to also see the models that look more like them and see that being beautiful does not necessarily mean small waist, small but, small boobs, and small stomache?

In today´s modeling society, Marilyn Monroe would not be an ideal model. This is very interesting when we know that she is viewed as one of the most successful movie stars and models of the 50´s and 60´s and still adored by many today.

My last words: What message are advertisements and the modeling agencies giving people today? That woman are supposed to be toothpick skinny, wear as little amount of clothes as possible and that sex sells. Great. Can´t wait to raise my children in such a world where people´s differences are not celebrated.

Hildur Sólveig

Started once anew...

Ok, this has gotten pretty sad. I haven't written anything in about more than a month or so. Well, tons of shit has happened since then. Erm, I went to Suðureyri in January to go to Gummi Addi's funeral. It was so beautiful. The choir that sang brought tears to your eyes... Then when we stopped by Gummi's house to "say goodbye" to it, it started snowing a little bit. This snow was no ordinary snow though. The snowflakes were in the shape of the star of David. I mean they were perfectly symmetrical and exactly like stars. Someone must've been looking down on us.

What else... 2 weekends ago the school went on its annual field trip to Reykjavík. Yep, 3 day weekend, non-stop drinking, totally crazy weekend took its turn and was hello fun. On the Thursday we went karaoke singing, Friday--- um... sleep :), and Saturday I went to Stina's friends birthday party, then went to a Þorrablót for those people who used to live in Höfn but now live in Reykjavík. There I saw Eva who was one of my best friends when I was little! So FUN to see her! We´re going to try to have a little reunion soon.

Then last weekend we had an open house at the University where the Sexy Ballerina got to show her stuff. She loved it, as did the children, except for one little dude who started crying when he saw me. (or should I say her) I don´t understand why he would start crying... could you?

Konfekt karlinn góði sem fékk svo oft sokka í jólagjöf ;)

Jæja, mér finnst þetta bara alveg yndisleg mynd af honum Gumma Adda mínum og mér og þurfti ég því að setja hana á bloggið. Karlinn var með danssporin á hreinu eins og sést í þessari mynd. :) Við vorum fyrsta "par" til að taka turn-inn, og það var gert með glans og stæl. Ég mun sakna þín Gummi Addi minn og Guð blessi þig.

Hildur Sólveig