Ringgren

The sweeping lull of childhood, passing into the combustible roar of adulthood. Seasons come and go in your life as well as in nature. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We are welcomed back into Earth. Situated in a universe full of "what if's". Other planets, other life? Why is it so important when we hardly know Earth at all? Death comes to us all, as much as human beings try to prevent the inevitable. I hear it all the time - in our hearts, minds, television commercials, work banter. We might not acknowledge the elephant in the room but that doesn't mean it's not there. Death is scary - unknown territory, and we as a race, are infamous for wanting to know how the world ticks. Now I am not saying there shouldn't ever be any new frontier to explore, because as with death our search for meaning is also inevitable. It is in our DNA. to conquer, explore, understand and ultimately to decide. Decide when we die, how we do it and where. So possessive of free will, ...

It is the word they mostly use, when they try to explain what life is all about. Everything. What is everything? Why do I not understand this term, as everyone else around me seems to do. Why do I question everything I see, instead of letting it speak to me? Why does everything, seem like it wants me to fail instead of endure? It is all these questions that keep me awake at night. Restless and uncomfortable, I wander through my dreams with no path in front of me. I stumble across the vines that crisscross through my landscapes. Vast and wonderful fields, or narrow forest filled treks. It does not matter which road I take, I end up at the same conclusion. What is everything? Who decides what everything is? Is there an everything for, every...one? Am I just meant to find my own way, and not what others might think my path should be? I have tried very hard to follow my own hopes and dreams and they have to this day always brought me more joy than following some preconceived idea of what o...

I look up at the sky and only see darkness. The looming clouds roll over me, as I try to find my way. Problem about darkness, is that it makes it hard to navigate. Where to go in life, what path to take? The crossroads are many, the decisions equally so, but I don't want to make that choice. So I just wait. If I somehow manage, to circumvent my fear, maybe I'll be able, to just live my life. Reminiscing about simpler times, a childhood, my past, where everything seemed straight. Now, all I see is darkness.

Five things I like: • Cooking in the kitchen. • Playing video games. • Hanging out with friends and preferably laughing. • Writing something that hopefully resonates with whoever reads it. • Working out and the way my body feels afterwards. Five things I loathe: • Bad drivers on the road. • Walking anywhere when it's raining. • Watching a movie that is completely irrational or predictable. • My phone freezing up when I have an incoming call. • Facebook.......... That is all. Love + Blessings

Wondering when I'll feel completely lost behind a wagon, regarding Facebook and such. So far I notice how many times a day people throw around the word "Facebook" or my brother who mentions Reddit a couple of times a day. It kinda sucks that he and I used to laugh about something we'd both seen on Reddit. But now that I'm taking this break I can't seem to keep up with all the awesome things on there anymore. I now live vicariously through what he tells me is happening on the site. Ridiculous, no? I believe so. I remember in 2007, I was sitting in class at the uni and doing boring stuff... Not really paying attention to the teacher or what was being talked about in general. A great friend of mine had sent me a link to this new site called "Facebook". I had no idea what it was and didn't really understand the point of the site. My friend Kim just said I would get addicted to it. By the time I got it, it was widely known in the states, but I don...

So, Day 3 is over with. Right now I'm feeling an itching to go onto Facebook. One of the forums I'm part of, I read something that was reposted from Facebook. So in a way I feel like I've missed out on something. And it was actually a very important thing I missed out on. It's frustrating that it went past me because I'm having this fast from Facebook. But I'm trying to stay strong and not fall into the trap of Facebook. Because I feel good about not being on the site all the time. It's giving me space and to be completely blunt, you realize which of your friends want to actually have a true friendship with you. Keep in touch with you other than on Facebook. I do believe though that Facebook is good for keeping in touch with people that live far away from you and that you can't text or call on a regular basis, but the people you actually have a possibility of seeing everyday I feel have become jaded by the whole Facebook generation. It's easier to ju...

The first day of my challenge is coming to an end as I type these words. It's been surprisingly easy to stay off the social sites. A little harder to stay off Reddit, but I haven't succumbed to the desire to check... Not even once. I find that a little surprising actually. When I grab my iPad to check something out on wikipedia or IMDb, I found myself continually tempted by my bookmarks on the bookmark bar of my browser. Several times my finger wandered over to the "Facebook" bookmark. It's purely out of habit, but I stop myself from pushing the link. After a few times where I'd almost pushed the link, I deleted all the shortcuts in my bookmark bar. This helped immensely. Now I don't even think about it when I open my Safari browser. I've also just deleted all of the shortcuts in my Chrome browser. It's a relief. Because you don't see those small icons that you feel you've become addicted to. It's much easier to somehow "forget...

"Shadows fill an empty heart, as love is fading. From all the things that we are, but are not saying. Can we see beyond the scars, and make it to the dawn?" ~ Chris Daughtry Have we really lost our humanity? So much so, that we would walk past a person that clearly needs help. If we see a person on the ground and they looks like he/she passed out, was scared or sad, can we really not find it in ourselves to help? Are we afraid to let other people know that we have compassion? I really can't understand what the problem is. It doesn't take much to grab your phone and call for an ambulance, check if the person is breathing and have a pulse, or ask if they want you to call someone. It's not a shame to want to help others, in fact it's one of the most important human interactions. Being there for your fellow man, why is that so hard to understand? My brother once called an ambulance for one of his friends who had heart palpatations and she was extremely ...

I'm a big nerd, and I love all things comics and movies. I must say one of my biggest reasons for wanting to go to NYCC (New York Comic Con) is to meet the one and only Kevin Smith. Ever since I saw Clerks I fell in love with that man and how he had a way with dialogue. Ever since Clerks, I've enjoyed all of his movies. Well, except Jersey Girl, that was not a great film. My favorites would be Chasing Amy. For some reason that movie just grabbed a hold of me and I was hooked. Dogma, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back and Mallrats were awesome too, but I'm sure that the new "Red State" will have me hooked as well. That man really found a way to make me ponder about life and faith. Especially in Dogma. Whether he intended to or not (haven't researched it) but I found myself having a newfound respect for my own faith after watching this movie. How he could continually question faith and why we as a people want to believe in it was amazing to me. My favorite is st...

Okay so first of all I'm really good right now but I was really really stressed about my entire trip to get to Salem, MA. Here you can read what exactly happened. I had to wake up at 4.30 am and get the last things together in my suitcase. My mom was home and wanted to send me off right so she drove me to the airport. The plane was supposed to leave at 6.25 am and we entered the airport about 30-45 minutes before the plane had to leave so we rushed up to the counter. Apparently because I was flying with Norwegian I had to go to the self-check in counter and get my own boarding pass and then afterwards go to the counter again to get my luggage checked in. After I did that, things went pretty smoothly. My mom brought me over to the gate and I had my bags checked, we said our goodbyes and I went up to my gate to get ready for the first part of my trip to the states. Turns out that there was something wrong with the planes electric things and the plane ended up being three and a half...

So, well, okay... Here it is, the new and improved Tinne that will be able to keep this blog alive. Maybe. We shall see. For now, I'm actually writing a new blog post. Yay for me. In little under a month I'm going to the states again, and considering it's only been about four months since I was there in March, well it's kind of cool (read: expensive). And this trip (God willing) will not only include a trip to Boston and Salem, but also and not excluded to Philadelphia, New York, Los Angeles and San Francisco. Woot woot. All that really means is that I'm going to be dirt poor when I get home. Sad face... But you know what, I'll just tackle that when I get home. If I have to mow lawns or whatever to pay for it, I will. In other news, I handed in my thesis! Gasp, I know. Who would've thought I would ever hand that piece of crap in. Well, now it is, and I'm awaiting my exam. Gah I'm really not looking forward to that. I'm sure I'll knock t...

Been a while since I've blogged. I guess I really haven't had anything to say, or well I've had plenty to say, but no time to say it in. Life's good, or okay at the moment. A lot of thoughts are going through my mind, since I'll be finished with my University degree very soon. It's kind of scary for me, because I really have no clue as to what I want to do with my career. As of now, all I really want to work towards, is moving to the US. But deciding on east coast or west coast, or thinking about writing out job applications. It's all so very frustrating. Even this blog post is going to be a little short and frustrating. Because I'm tired and I want to sleep. Haha. Better blog coming later. Night all. Love + Blessings

So last night, while I was with a friend hanging at the beach and my car was parked safely (I thought) at the parking lot, I come back an hour later and see from afar that my front license plate isn't on my car anymore. I freak out thinking that someone stole them, but when reaching the car I realize that someone has backed or in some way crashed into my car and ripped the license plate off it. I yell "What the fuck is this shit?" because I have never in my life experienced anything like this. My first thought is to look if someone left their information, but of course they hadn't. After standing in front of my car, with my license plate in my hand and being real angry a guy walks up to me saying he saw who did it. But didn't react fast enough to get the license plate number on the car. He told me the make and model but without the numbers I can't report it to the police. I'm seriously wondering why people have no manners anymore!!! SO pissed off that pe...

I don't guard my life... If anyone wants to know something about me, they are more than welcome to ask me about it. For if anything I have experienced can help someone else in their life, why should I guard my experiences? I love people. People that treat me with respect and know that a friendship is a two way street. In my experience, you won't get far without friends that love you no matter what happens in your life, and I can safely say I have people that would go through anything for me. I consider myself really lucky now, because my life hasn't always been this easy... In my last post I recalled some of my childhood growing up and how it was to be me at that time. A couple years back I attended my high schools five year reunion. I was really unsure of going because I was going to meet people that had made my life very hard. I didn't know if I was strong enough to see those people again. I decided that I wanted to go, that I wanted to show them how my life was v...

Ok, so the other day I'm out driving. Minding my own business and just cruising along. I reach a T-cross, use my turn signal and patiently wait till there's an opening in the traffic. Finally there's room for me so I drive out without stopping other people. Out of nowhere this douchebag comes tearing up behind me. If I had been inconsiderate and made it so he had to put on his brakes I can understand if it would be a little annoying but this creep speeds UP when I pull out into the road. I see him in my rear view mirror and he's all up in it. He's got a nice Porsche but looks like a smug dirtbag so I flip him off very calmly. This obviously confuses this dweeb and he kind of excitedly flips his finger too. Gawd, this dimwit is just ridiculous. He stays behind me for about 10 minutes because there's no room to overtake me. I normally get really angry and yell a lot of not so nice words when people can't behave properly in the traffic, but I was fairly calm th...