<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:57:55.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE AGE OF RAGNHILD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-4028142867673781958</id><published>2009-05-24T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T05:48:06.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain girl</title><content type='html'>Den opprinnelige Mountain Girl ser slik ut:&lt;br /&gt;(Dukker opp rundt 0:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZ1MQXRJ4s8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZ1MQXRJ4s8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den nye Mountain Girl ser slik ut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/ShlBWM_6HcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/F2OljXaJtbc/s1600-h/106_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/ShlBWM_6HcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/F2OljXaJtbc/s320/106_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339370682926636482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gjør som meg og vennene mine; ta en tur på fjellet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-4028142867673781958?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/4028142867673781958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/mountain-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/4028142867673781958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/4028142867673781958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/mountain-girl.html' title='Mountain girl'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/ShlBWM_6HcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/F2OljXaJtbc/s72-c/106_0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-1723958454286955752</id><published>2009-05-24T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:14:05.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video killed the radio star</title><content type='html'>Vi befinner oss på begynnelsen av The Shining 80s, og folk begynner å bli bekymrede. Radioen, som vi hadde vært så glade i siden etterkrigstida, hadde fått en farlig konkurrent: Videoen (altså tv.) Var radioens glanstid over? Skulle vi alle bli slaver av denne denne styggedommen kalt fjernsyn, og utvikle rødsprengte firkantede øyne? Redselen bredte seg over hele verden, men de fleste av oss gjorde ikke spesielt mye for å hindre denne faretruende utviklingen. Men det finnes et unntak. Langt borte i et land kalt USA, hadde ei lita musikkgruppe bestemt seg for å gjøre affære. Gruppa het The Buggles, og med låta Video Killed the Radio Star håpte de å få folk til å forstå. Vi måtte ikke la videoen drepe radiostjerna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWtHEmVjVw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWtHEmVjVw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idag, 28 år senere, lever radiostjerna i beste velgående. Sjefskringskastningen, også kjent som NRK, har utallige radiokanaler, med noe for en hver smak. Er du interessert i politikk, lytt til &lt;a href="http://www.nrk.no/kanal/nrk_stortinget/"&gt;NRK Stortinget&lt;/a&gt;. Liker du intelligente debatter og klassisk musikk, er &lt;a href="http://www.nrk.no/p2/"&gt;NRK P2&lt;/a&gt; kanalen for deg. Og vil du rett og slett ha lettbeint underholdning ispedd den nyeste musikken, velger du ungdomskanalen &lt;a href="http://www.nrkp3.no/"&gt;NRK p3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det jeg prøver å si er: The Buggles, ta det med ro. Videoen skal ikke få drepe radiostjerna vår!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-1723958454286955752?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/1723958454286955752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/video-killed-radio-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/1723958454286955752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/1723958454286955752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/video-killed-radio-star.html' title='Video killed the radio star'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-2332558348216640694</id><published>2009-05-09T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:44:01.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air</title><content type='html'>Våren er her! Riktignok har den vært her ei stund, men jeg har ikke skrevet om den ennå. So here goes. Hvem i all verden elsker ikke våren? Dette som heller kan kalles et fenomen enn en årstid. Sola skinner (som oftest), fuglene kvitrer, naturen skifter farge fra grå til grønn, og folk blir glade! Mer fantastisk kan det ikke bli. Dessuten er det 17.mai og ikke lenge til sommerferien. Kanskje driver du og planlegger en skikkelig bra ferie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgU4GqvrB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LgAicMCAYsk/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgU4GqvrB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LgAicMCAYsk/s320/131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333731020894832498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg er totalt hekta på jente-/moteblader. Jeg elsker å oppdatere meg om moter og trender, sminke, hår og så videre. Og ikke minst er jeg forelsket i typiske jente-reportasjer. Som for eksempel den i mai-utgaven av Det Nye. Her forteller tre jenter om hvordan de opplever våren. Noen bra sitater:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Vinterbleke kropper kryper ut av hiene, vi smiler mer, føler oss bedre og blir mer sosiale.&lt;br /&gt; Jeg får bare lyst til å klemme på alle! Jeg blir proppfull av energi og tenker mer på kjærlighet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jeg kjenner meg igjen. Når sola titter fram blir alle rundt meg mye gladere og sosiale. Vi prater mer, og man blir på en måte forelsket - selv om man ikke er det! En fantastisk følelse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgU4vMa-q9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9CyxpGOKfPQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgU4vMa-q9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9CyxpGOKfPQ/s320/Snapshot_20090216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333731717129612242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En smule selvmotsigende er det at jeg akkurat nå sitter inne på en lesesal og leser om den kalde krigen. Kjipe amerikanere og russere som kranglet om alt mulig. Men nå er det ikke lenge til eksamen er over! Da blir første stopp Skateflua, med soft-is og solbriller! Jeg elsker våren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-2332558348216640694?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/2332558348216640694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/2332558348216640694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/2332558348216640694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgU4GqvrB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/LgAicMCAYsk/s72-c/131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-5260747528334708964</id><published>2009-05-07T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:59:11.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda</title><content type='html'>Da jeg i dag tidlig skulle kikke meg i speilet, ble jeg møtt av dette. Øyet var omringet av svart farge. Hva hadde skjedd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgKj0R0KKRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oE57TvOEZcE/s1600-h/emoeye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgKj0R0KKRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oE57TvOEZcE/s320/emoeye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333005027290786066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tankene raste gjennom hodet. Var jeg plutselig blitt &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1BU1jMuSew"&gt;Tone Damli Aaberge&lt;/a&gt;s stand-in? Eller er jeg rett og slett den nye maskoten til &lt;a href="http://www.panda.org/"&gt;WWF&lt;/a&gt;? Men løsningen viste seg å være ganske enkel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maskara + dusj = pandabjørn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg hadde glemt å fjerne sminken kvelden før, og vannet fra dusjen hadde fordelt maskaraen elegant utover ansiktet mitt. Med ett tenkte jeg at dette så ganske stilig ut, og kanskje kunne jeg starte en ny trend om jeg rett og slett fortsatte dagen som en søt panda. Men med tanke på at jeg så temmelig rar ut, ble sminken brutalt fjernet, og jeg kunne starte dagen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her er forresten en artig film som inneholder en panda. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WRKJe_INVBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WRKJe_INVBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-5260747528334708964?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/5260747528334708964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/5260747528334708964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/5260747528334708964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/panda.html' title='Panda'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgKj0R0KKRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oE57TvOEZcE/s72-c/emoeye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-8792198852961838983</id><published>2009-05-04T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:42:59.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitivt god morgen!</title><content type='html'>Idag imponerte jeg meg selv. Allerede klokka 6 var jeg ute av senga (riktignok med hjelp av pappa) og hoppa inn i dusjen for å holde varmen. Gjennom den turkise dusjradioen ble jeg ønsket god morgen av en hyggelig vestlending - Ronny fra &lt;a href="http://nrk.no/p3/program/grisetidlig"&gt;Grisetidlig&lt;/a&gt; på P3. Denne fyren er alltid ufattelig glad! På kjøkkenet ventet frokost, ei fersk avis og enda mer radio. Så langt har dagen vært upåklagelig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgL9TuHqoKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yIB_XewC9ag/s1600-h/Shower_Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgL9TuHqoKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yIB_XewC9ag/s320/Shower_Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333103423999615138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;En slik dusj skulle jeg gjerne hatt! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandagen ble så bra som en mandag bare kan bli. Først mange timer med lesing (strafferett er veldig spennende) deretter en bytur, som har blitt fast rutine, og til slutt jobb. Til informasjon så er jeg kantinefrøken (ikke -dame) på studentkantina ved Høgskolen i Ålesund. Det var heldigvis en del å gjøre denne kvelden, og mange hyggelige folk å prate med, så tida gikk fort. Vel hjemme var det tid for oppdatering med søstern - vi måtte selvfølgelig bruke opp skravlekvoten. Og innen klokka 23 var jeg allerede i drømmeland. Konklusjon? I DO like Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg merker at denne bloggen foreløpig er en dette-har-jeg-gjort-idag-blogg. Det må det bli slutt på. Jeg skal heretter lese og kommentere nyheter, lese og kommentere andre blogger, og rett og slett skrive om ting som er litt mer interessante enn akkurat mitt lille liv. Jeg begynner allerede med litt reklame:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sjekk ut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prospektkort.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mot måtehold og visdom&lt;/a&gt; - en klok og gjennomført bra blogg&lt;br /&gt;og&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theageofrasmus.blogspot.com/"&gt;The age of Rasmus&lt;/a&gt; - konkurrenten&lt;br /&gt;og&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carolinedm.blogspot.com/"&gt;C a r o l i n e s b l o g g&lt;/a&gt; - historien om ei herlig jente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha en trivelig dag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-8792198852961838983?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/8792198852961838983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/definitivt-god-morgen.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/8792198852961838983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/8792198852961838983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/definitivt-god-morgen.html' title='Definitivt god morgen!'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/SgL9TuHqoKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yIB_XewC9ag/s72-c/Shower_Room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-2644911551347842476</id><published>2009-05-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:12:38.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why I don't like Mondays</title><content type='html'>Denne sangen har jeg hatt på hjerna i hele morgen. Pussig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det er nemlig blitt mandag morgen, og jeg må bare innse det: Langhelga er over. Nå er det tilbake til virkeligheten, med skole og jobbing på timeplanen. Eksamen nærmer seg for de fleste av oss studenter/skoleelever, og den daglige kampen om den beste plassen på lesesalen minner mer om en flokk rovdyr som krangler om en kjøttbit, enn det vi liker å kaller sivilisert menneskelig oppførsel. Men jeg skal ikke klage. Helga har vært fantastisk. Vil du høre? Greit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6dZjk5oNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/q1hBBDbBoV0/s1600-h/paris_and_nicky_hilton_skinny_legs_2.0.0.0x0.456x912.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6dZjk5oNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/q1hBBDbBoV0/s320/paris_and_nicky_hilton_skinny_legs_2.0.0.0x0.456x912.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331872071225549010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To ukjente som liker shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torsdag kveld var jeg en tur i byen med ei venninne og hadde det kjekt. Vi møtte igjen noen klassekamerater av meg fra videregående, og hadde en bra kveld. Fredagen ble en smule roligere. Bestående av frokost i sola, tur rundt Lerstadvannet og eksamenslesing, ble også den dagen ganske bra. Lørdag var det tid for shopping med lillesøstera mi. Når jeg tenker meg om, har vi ikke shoppet ilag siden forrige årstid. Det var altså på tide. Begge fant noe de likte, til tross for minimalt med penger, så "tvillingene" var ganske så fornøyde da de kom hjem. Kvelden tilbrakte jeg med familien, og la meg tidlig. Herlig! Søndag var jeg på fotosafari, så her er noen av bildene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6do5cAsWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/V0iDUFIHdTA/s1600-h/b131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 403px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6do5cAsWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/V0iDUFIHdTA/s320/b131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331872334791881058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6d2o3t5CI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Np3UPYYJp_I/s1600-h/b145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6d2o3t5CI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Np3UPYYJp_I/s320/b145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331872570862855202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6eOsHKCvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/S87bROWNu6o/s1600-h/b182.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6jenCcqBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FcfvPuXKYkE/s1600-h/b182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6jenCcqBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FcfvPuXKYkE/s320/b182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331878755123898386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-2644911551347842476?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/2644911551347842476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-why-i-donl-like-mondays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/2644911551347842476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/2644911551347842476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-why-i-donl-like-mondays.html' title='Tell me why I don&apos;t like Mondays'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sf6dZjk5oNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/q1hBBDbBoV0/s72-c/paris_and_nicky_hilton_skinny_legs_2.0.0.0x0.456x912.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494099489765834178.post-5183482375062602839</id><published>2009-04-30T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:46:35.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The very beginning</title><content type='html'>Dette er mitt tredje forsøk på å opprette en blogg. I mitt tilfelle er ikke alle gode ting tre, men derimot åtte. Men åtte forsøk er neppe nødvendig. Jeg har ingen anelse om hva bloggen skal handle om, men jeg skal uansett prøve å bli bedre enn &lt;a href="http://theageofrasmus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rasmus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully - Ragnhild Elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494099489765834178-5183482375062602839?l=theageofragnhild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/feeds/5183482375062602839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-begynning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/5183482375062602839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494099489765834178/posts/default/5183482375062602839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theageofragnhild.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-begynning.html' title='The very beginning'/><author><name>Ragnhild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15518499103908015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_01fczgidosw/Sflv_LVzroI/AAAAAAAAACI/4hmvF9vtMWQ/S220/ragnhild+lissom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
