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About Ida

My name is Ida. I am 25 years old and living in Norway. I tend to go political from time to time.

7th of December: Most memorable Christmas.

There are quite a few Christmases that I remember quite well, so I will mention them all: The Christmas of 1995, since that is the first Christmas I can remember experiencing, the Christmas of 1998, because that was the first year we spent at my grandparents’ place, the Christmas of 1999, considering that was the first time I started crushing on a guy, the Christmas of 2007, which was special for so extremely many reasons and marked the end of a pretty fucked up year, the Christmas of 2008, but maybe only because I started jamming out to Christmas carols in October that year, which made Christmas two months long, and the Christmas of 2010, considering that marked the passing of my grandmother… These are the most memorable Christmases for me, and it is hard for me to ascertain which one was the most special, as they were all so in different ways.


This is a picture from a less memorable Christmas, the Christmas of 2005. Here you see my brother, my brother, me, my grandmother (may she rest in peace) and my little sister. Merry Christmas.

6th of December: Wooden or Plastic Tree? Why?

Wood, for sure! Mostly because of the smell, and the nice way it stings my fingers when I decorate it. It’s the little things. I doubt I will ever have a wooden tree of my own when I move out, though. Seems too much stress for me to bare with. I have a small one in plastic now, though, that I have had since I was two years old. Of nice quality, that one! But yes, I most certainly prefer wooden trees as opposed to those made of plastic.

5th of December: The Best Christmas Present You Ever Got.

It comes clearer to you as you grow older, that the best gifts that you can remember, aren’t necessarily the ones you considered the best ones when you were younger. Speaking from a somewhat shallow perspective, though, my grandmother spoiled us rotten when she was alive. She took our wishlists into clever consideration, analyzed them, asked my mother which one of the toys we had listed was the biggest, most massive and most expensive, and then she went out, and bought it. Briefly spoken, the biggest, hardest present was always from her. Now that she is gone, however, I also have come to cherish all the jewelry and clothes she bought me. I still have a woolen sweater she bought me for Christmas the year I was sixteen, and it’s nice to still be able to wear something she bought me.

4th of December: Favorite Christmas Song


Some old friends of mine would likely go to their grave swearing that my favorite Christmas song is Santa Claus is Coming to Town, but they would be mistaken. While that song is a treasure of mine for reasons I won’t get into at the moment, my absolute favorite will be the not at all unorthodox Fairytale of New York sung by Kirsty MacColl and The Pogues. I love that song, not only because it is catchy as fuck, but because the lyrics are fucking awesome. A very unorthodox Christmas song, that I can’t help but fall in love with every time Christmas comes around.

3rd of December – How/When Did You Find Out Santa Wasn’t Real?

Wh… But… You mean there is no Santa Claus?????

I think I must have been quite young, considering I don’t remember the exact moment. I remember a time – probably when I was about two-three years old, when I heard people – kids out in the street or whatnot – tell me Santa wasn’t real, but I laughed them off, ’cause “duh, I had seen him, asshole!” I think I must have found out sometime around the Christmas of 1998, which I spent at my grandparents’ house. I am not sure if my family just did a poor job of covering or what it was, but I suddenly became awfully suspicious that some of the gifts were from Santa whereas others were from family members – and they all fit into the same bag. Didn’t make sense at all to me. I believe that was when I found out.

2nd of December: Your Christmas Wishlist.

Bet a few of my friends are gonna be happy about this being added.

1. Clothes, size XS/S or European (Norway) 32/34. Size 0-2, American.

2. Statement necklaces

3. Things I may need when I move away. Anything will be well received.

4. Silver Linings Playbook by Matthew Quick (the book, in English)

5. Water for Elephants by Sandra Gruen (the book, in English)

6. Ærlighetsminuttet by Bjørn Sortland

7. Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson (the book, in English)

8. Orange is the New Black by Piper Kerman (the book, in English)

9. Looking for Alaska by John Green (in English)

10. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold (the book, in English)

11. The Hunger Games-trilogy by Suzanne Collins (the books, in English)

12. I am Malala by Malala Yousafzai (in English)

13. Sarah’s Key by Tatiana de Rosnay (the book, in English)

14. Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn (the book, in English)

15. Supernatural season 9 on DVD.

16. Money.

17. The Fault in Our Stars on DVD (the movie, I already have the book).

1st of December: Your Favorite Christmas Movie.

Hello! I decided to do a Christmas challenge and even though I have had little luck in regards to fulfilling these challenges in the past, I am paradoxically optimistic. Yeah, we never learn.

As for my favorite Christmas movie, I was torn between Home Alone and Love, Actually, but I had to go with Home Alone. For me, as for many, Home Alone has been a holiday classic – the topping of the tradition – since my childhood. Filled with Christmas spirit, a beautiful soundtrack and a great amount of slapstick humor, it tells the tale of young Kevin, an eight-year-old boy who is so unfortunate to be left alone by his family on Christmas Eve. When two robbers – albeit, failures at that – named Marv and Harry have got their eyes set on Kevin’s house and plan to rob it rotten, Kevin is left to save the house. And that is where the fun part starts.

Warning: If seeing people in enormous amounts of pain somewhat triggers you, this movie is probably not for you. For those who love slapstick humor so much it is borderline sadism, on the other hand; sit back, relax and enjoy!

Seriously, if you are one of those weird aliens who have yet to watch this movie, do so.