<?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-3325728962798924519</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:20:27.546+02:00</updated><category term='Negativ'/><category term='Negative innlegg'/><category term='Musikk'/><category term='Jul'/><category term='Positivt innlegg'/><category term='Postivt'/><category term='The End'/><category term='Sangtekster/dikt'/><category term='Stil'/><category term='Positiv'/><category term='Media'/><title type='text'>We Never Cry For Pain - We're Superheroes! - Martin Angelus Aakvik</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1663707226106583070</id><published>2009-01-22T11:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:51:19.108+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivt innlegg'/><title type='text'>NY BLOGG!</title><content type='html'>Jeg har byttet til blogg.no istedet for blogspot.com, for de holder bedre standard. Det vil si at ting ikke klikker også passer den bedre til nettleseren min. Google Crome og Blogspot er ingen god idé! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den nye bloggen finner du på &lt;a href="http://martinangelusaakvik.blogg.no/"&gt;www.martinangelusaakvik.blogg.no&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og innleggene her kommer til å stå her videre også, men blir slettet innen et halvt år, for å være på den sikre siden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1663707226106583070?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1663707226106583070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1663707226106583070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/ny-blogg.html' title='NY BLOGG!'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8888732143885384828</id><published>2009-01-21T02:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:32:47.969+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivt innlegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>My Land</title><content type='html'>Ah, nå er jeg sliten!&lt;br /&gt;Hatt besøk av Børge nå, for å lære meg teksten på den nye sangen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliter virkelig med den teksten, for alt skal synges på plasser i melodien som jeg ikke greier å starte rett på.&lt;br /&gt;Melodien er ikke akkurat som My Land av Sonata Arctica akkurat, men ifølge tittelen på innlegget, så har det seg slik at nå er jeg hekta på den sangen.&lt;br /&gt;Guud, den klinger godt i ørene mine akkurat no. Takk Børge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Også blir det muligens konsert i Trondheim i Mars, men vi får se. Vi må bli ferdig med sangen, og stemmen min må bli bedre først. Tror jeg skal rekke det!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og nå har jeg nok penger til å gjøre hva jeg vil, så da må jeg nesten til Trondheim og ta en sosse-shoppe-hilse-på-tullinger-tur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starten på teksten står nedenfor og det der skal synges på under 20 sekunder, i følge Børge!&lt;br /&gt;Og det er ikke som å lese det høyt foran en klasse med tegn, for jeg skal tydeligvis rope noen få ord! Saklig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"intoxicated with ink, wiped away like dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beast will kill you, if you're not already dead. (Kill!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sent for beneath the ground, The Beast will hunt you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smell the blood, eat your flesh, (eat your flesh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the massacre will be paid for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just need to see you bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am the beast, will torch you head and knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give you the willingness, the opportunity, a decent deceit of world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8888732143885384828?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8888732143885384828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8888732143885384828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-land.html' title='My Land'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-4842426640548265391</id><published>2009-01-20T06:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:34:46.819+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivt innlegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>Second Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;Back in Orkdal'n.&lt;br /&gt;Guud, jeg er overtrøtt nå, men det for nå bare være slik da.&lt;br /&gt;Ny bandøvelse og det kan bli veldig morsomt å ha det til helga.&lt;br /&gt;Da skal vi drikke enda mer enn vi gjorde idag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og grunnen til at jeg serverer denne informasjonen min, er at også Børge skal på Øra til helga.&lt;br /&gt;Hva i huleste skal han der, tenkte jeg?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Børge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nei, æ hadd tænkt mæ dit bærre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dame på gang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Børge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Som du bruke å si Martin: " Æ håpe da'tj det?! xD "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okei, dersom du snakke samme språk som mæ no, så vil det da si at det e ei dame det e snakk om! ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men jeg fikk ikke noe svar, for han snakket seg vekk til slutt.&lt;br /&gt;Og Jonas har en bror som er god på bass, bare så det er sagt!&lt;br /&gt;Vi hiver ut Jonas og lar Andre spille istedet. Han var flinkere!&lt;br /&gt;Ser mer emo ut, gjør han også!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Heartbeat ja:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ScKlGPdDjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ScKlGPdDjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flott sangtekst, men den orker jeg ikke å legge ut, for jeg har planer om å sove ut rusen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-4842426640548265391?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/4842426640548265391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/4842426640548265391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-heartbeat.html' title='Second Heartbeat'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-2774139984085083502</id><published>2009-01-20T00:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:37:59.359+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Abnegation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/2/2f/ASenseOfPurposeCover.jpg/200px-ASenseOfPurposeCover.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We believe but we are deceased&lt;br /&gt;Or soon to be&lt;br /&gt;I act surprised&lt;br /&gt;you've seen the seas&lt;br /&gt;It's just enough to feed the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe but we are not free&lt;br /&gt;This wasteland is our prison&lt;br /&gt;I act surprised&lt;br /&gt;I see the bones through your skin&lt;br /&gt;This radiation from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grant you&lt;br /&gt;This torn land &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I didn't try&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;We believe but we don't see&lt;br /&gt;The coming of the storm&lt;br /&gt;I act surprised&lt;br /&gt;There are warnings from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signs of our own decline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the scavengers&lt;br /&gt;We plunder and rape&lt;br /&gt;We're the guests here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new breed&lt;br /&gt;But act like its ours to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grant you&lt;br /&gt;This torn land &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't say I didn't try&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe but we don't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grant you&lt;br /&gt;This torn land &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't say I didn't try&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grant you&lt;br /&gt;This torn land &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;don't say I didn't try&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather not live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abnegation &lt;/span&gt;av&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Flames&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;fra albumet&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "A Sense of Purpose".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lG0cUPAhK4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lG0cUPAhK4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/3325728962798924519-2774139984085083502?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2774139984085083502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2774139984085083502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/abnegation.html' title='Abnegation'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-253085700407644879</id><published>2009-01-19T16:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:10:46.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivt innlegg'/><title type='text'>Screwed up!</title><content type='html'>Haha, nå har jeg virkelig gjort det store!&lt;br /&gt;Pengene er på konto, og jeg har vært i Trondheim en liten tur.&lt;br /&gt;Stemmen min er helt gåen, og dermed kan det bli noen kjedelige dager fremover.&lt;br /&gt;Men det postive er at nå kan jeg bruke 4000 på det jeg ser! Endelich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingrene til Jonas er brukket som sagt, så det blir ikke noe av den planlagte konserten! Derfor screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;Men det er enda håp om storås-festival da!&lt;br /&gt;Har ikke tenkt å nekte på det heller jeg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, nå sitter jeg å gruer meg litt til fredagen! Da skal jeg tilbake til Øra!&lt;br /&gt;Da blir det morsomt for da kommer gale Martin ut av skapet og skal lage et helvete!&lt;br /&gt;Har planlagt å ta med meg noen saker, for jeg tenkt jeg skal demonstrere stemmen min. Har kjøpt meg stemmeforvrenger så håper den kommer i posten snart! &lt;br /&gt;Da blir det Angelus a la Shagrath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planlegger en tur til Trondheim neste uke også, for jeg har fortsatt lyst på piercing igjen.&lt;br /&gt;Og tatoveringen må vel noen også se på, for jeg er redd den ikke har det helt bra!&lt;br /&gt;Den er ikke perfekt av utseende, så jeg håper noen eksperter kan se på den.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-253085700407644879?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/253085700407644879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/253085700407644879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed up!'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8053998190268435933</id><published>2009-01-14T17:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:08:32.726+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negative innlegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>Holy crap</title><content type='html'>Okei, natt til i går var jeg i byen, right?!&lt;br /&gt;Hm, tror det ble rett. Ble litt forvirra, men uansett, så mye som at, ja, hm. Dette går ikke så bra.&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, jeg var i byen natt til å går og selvfølgelig drakk jeg også da. Fyll og bandøvelse midt på natta. Syke greier. Rart ikke politiet kom, for lyden var sinnsyk høy.&lt;br /&gt;Vi spilte, sang og drakk, da det plustelig var noe som KNAKK!&lt;br /&gt;Ja, du leste riktig! 3 fingre ble brukket, og de var ikke mine. Det som er det værste var at det var jeg som knakk de. Jeg hadde tydeligvis klikka totalt med det samme og stod med hånda rundt fingrene til Jonas. JEG KNAKK DE!&lt;br /&gt;Hærregud, va er det som skjer med meg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kommer ikke til å blogge om noe på en stund, muligens. Får se hvordan ting går.&lt;br /&gt;Kanskje blir jeg kasta ut av bandet også!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8053998190268435933?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8053998190268435933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8053998190268435933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/holy-crap.html' title='Holy crap'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-2684351756625743307</id><published>2009-01-13T21:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:20:24.121+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negative innlegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>Scream of Regret</title><content type='html'>Jeg har idag tenkt mye på en ting.&lt;br /&gt;Er så sint på meg selv ofte for tiden.&lt;br /&gt;Kjefter på meg selv og sier en drøss med stygge ting til andre også..&lt;br /&gt;Noe er galt nå, men jeg aner ikke helt hva jeg har gjort som jeg klandrer meg selv for...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uansett, jeg får prøve å resonere meg frem i hodet mitt senere.&lt;br /&gt;Har vært å øva i går fra kl 9 på kvelden og frem til kl 2 i natt. Og så lå jeg selvfølgelig å sov frem til kl 12. Da rakk jeg bussen som gikk fra sentralstasjonen som går ca kl 1.&lt;br /&gt;Kom meg hjem og på trammen stod det selvfølgelig en iskald TV.&lt;br /&gt;Hadde selvfølgelig feber, så jeg lot den stå litt. Tok en paracet, og slo på dataen.&lt;br /&gt;Venta litt til og greide endelig å løfte TV'en.&lt;br /&gt;Så nå har jeg endelig en TV som jeg ser hva det står på og kan se så mange filmer på at jeg sovner på natta istedet for på morgenen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I går var forøvrig trommisen vår borte. Typisk. Han dukker nesten aldri opp, så jeg vil si jeg er glad for at jeg trolig kan satse på at Webjørn flytter nedover så det er muligheter for at AS kan drive litt hor &amp;amp; fyll her nede istedet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå ser jeg Leverkusen - Bursaspor på Eurosport.&lt;br /&gt;Er fryktelig irritert på kommentatoren. For det første så kan han ikke uttale navnene på noen av spillerne, og for det andre så ble det vinket offside på en av sjansene til Bursaspor. Han sa at det ble bom istedet for offside. Jaha? Kan han da forklare meg hvorfor ballen lå på dødlinja og skulle bli sparket ut da, og ikke 5-meter?&lt;br /&gt;For en amatør. Til og med mormor kunne gjort det bedre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-2684351756625743307?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2684351756625743307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2684351756625743307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/scream-of-regret.html' title='Scream of Regret'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-517268054221207221</id><published>2009-01-12T08:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:07:57.134+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivt innlegg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>I Won't See You Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ett veldig flott sitat nedenfor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jeg føler det ikke på den samme måten, men jeg føler det på samme måte likevel.&lt;br /&gt;Utrolig frustrerende og jeg er ikke noen verdensmester med ord.&lt;br /&gt;Men jeg er en verdensmester på å stenge meg selv inne, med tanker og med gjøremålene.&lt;br /&gt;Blir bare sittende og sture med meg selv.&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har utrettet store ting ved meg selv. Band og en drøss med nye venner, og som faktisk for første gang er på lik linje med de beste vennene jeg allerede har.&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har en drøss med ting jeg kan gjøre nå, og det var fordi jeg handlet selv. Ingen andre kunne gjøre ting for meg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg er faktisk imponert over meg selv. Jeg har aldri gjort noe slikt før. Bestandig latt egoistmen styre istedet for å la den gode delen av meg styre.&lt;br /&gt;Vel, jeg lærte at ved å faktisk bare være høflig, vise den gode siden av meg så kommer man utrolig langt. Og man føler at man kan leve og gjøre det man vil, uten å være bekymret over at det er noe skummelt man må gjøre senere på dagen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tror ikke jeg har sosial angst. Jeg tror jeg har latt latskapen leve litt for lenge, og lent meg litt for godt tilbake!&lt;br /&gt;Vel, nå har jeg en drøss med bandøvelser, en drøss med ting å gjøre alene og jeg har venner jeg kan ta meg en fest med eller finne på noe morsomt med i byen!&lt;br /&gt;Det eneste jeg fortsatt mangler er den jeg er glad i og jeg vet godt hvem jeg er glad i.&lt;br /&gt;Kommer ikke til å gi meg før den dagen kommer at jeg får henne, men i mellomtiden skal jeg ikke sutre, men gi livet en sjanse. Og som ikke det var nok så skal jeg ikke drive å være sinna, men istedet gjøre meg fortjent til ting. Vise at jeg respekterer folk i rundt meg som jeg selv vil bli behandla!&lt;br /&gt;Jeg vil bare ha tilbake den mest verdifulle personen i livet mitt, uten mer smerte over at det kjennes ut som at vedkommende nå er død. Revet totalt bort, og at jeg var den som gjorde det.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;"Føler ikke at noen forstår hvordan jeg har det nå, alle sier at de forstår, men hvordan kan de gjøre det hvis de ikke har mistet noen som har stått seg veldig nær? Jeg klarer ikke å forklare noen hvordan jeg har det nå, det finnes ikke ord. Det er så vondt. Jeg er så utrolig lei meg, og sint på samme tid. Over hvordan livet kan være så brutalt urettferdig. Samtidlig er jeg lei av å være syk, oppgitt over at ting tar så lang tid. Jeg vil bli frisk, bli meg selv og at ting skal se lysere ut. Når skal det så skje?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Annfrid Solbu, 11. januar 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZvCT5qd7tU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZvCT5qd7tU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-517268054221207221?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/517268054221207221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/517268054221207221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/ett-veldig-flott-sitat-nedenfor.html' title='I Won&apos;t See You Tonight'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-5472899065964644730</id><published>2009-01-12T05:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:00:29.306+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Twilight - the movie (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 247px;" src="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/twilight1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight....&lt;br /&gt;Tja, det var en film jeg virkelig ikke trodde jeg skulle se.&lt;br /&gt;Har gått i rundt lenge og sagt det nå, men Martin er så dum at går med på se filmen.&lt;br /&gt;Irriterende for Martin, som blir gjort til latter pga den gode kritikken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og ja, Edward Cullen. Jeg kjenner meg litt igjen der. Jeg har kanskje ikke brune/grønn/rød/blå/sorte...øh, hvilken farge har han?&lt;br /&gt;Jeg kjenner iallefall igjen det med øynene. Det er som å se meg når jeg hører på favoritt-musikken min. Øyenbrynene går ned på midten av ansiktet og øynene mine myser, og det ser ut som jeg er klar til å drepe.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Og jeg som trodde at det kun var de brune guttene som var kjekke. Altså, jeg har fått komplimenter, men har liksom ikke trodd på det. Nå har jeg filler'n meg en grunn til å ta imot komplimentene også, for jeg er jo likblek jeg også!&lt;br /&gt;Jeg får vel bare gjøre noe med håret da, så kan det vel ikke bli bedre?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, nei, jeg kommer ikke til å gjøre noe med håret. Jeg skal nok fortsette å la det vokse slik at jeg får en mer Max Green-stil over meg. Digger den stilen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og nå skal Børge hjem, så da er det vel på tide å ta "kvelden"!&lt;br /&gt;ELLER IKKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-5472899065964644730?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/5472899065964644730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/5472899065964644730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight-movie-2008.html' title='Twilight - the movie (2008)'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-6906005315331030691</id><published>2009-01-10T10:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:25:13.014+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>This is Who We Are?</title><content type='html'>Nå har jeg skrevet som bare faen.&lt;br /&gt;Er så drittlei av å skrive ting som skal ringe i ørene på folk, samtidig som det skal høres dystert ut.&lt;br /&gt;Og akkurat mens jeg sitter å skriver dette nå, så avspilles PLUTSELIG stygge "You Give Love a Bad Name" på iTunes. *Skal gi deg et dårlig navn, jeg, fortenk!*&lt;br /&gt;GIDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, nå drar jeg til byen, for nå er jeg jævlig lei av å vente.&lt;br /&gt;Jag har kompisar i skogen, förr helvete!&lt;br /&gt;Kan ni fatta det?&lt;br /&gt;Overtrøtt også!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, budskapet i den jævla teksten jeg skulle skrive var bedragerske horebukker i store konsern.&lt;br /&gt;Ikke så ulikt As I Lay Dying, nei!&lt;br /&gt;Det er bare en liten STOR forskjell, og det er at de synger vel mer om Bush og dessuten så skrives det vel litt annerledes hos de enn hos meg, siden jeg faktisk skriver så langt uttpå kanten at ingen kan ane hvilken jobb vedkommende har engang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og jeg hørte tidligere på en sang av As I Lay Dying. Den er god nok til at ørene mine later som de er vaska! :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9figyF-4V0&amp;hl=en&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/t9figyF-4V0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios, putas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-6906005315331030691?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/6906005315331030691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/6906005315331030691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-who-we-are.html' title='This is Who We Are?'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1818939862032463143</id><published>2009-01-09T00:20:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:50:30.793+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Wræhl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jaa, nå har jeg greid det igjen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logoen er klar for Switchblade.&lt;br /&gt;Men tror sannelig "Victimate" skal vurdere å skaffe seg noe også.&lt;br /&gt;Må nesten diskurere det med Janis først.&lt;br /&gt;Han som tegna den forrige, så da kan han for helvete lage ny også.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, jeg er ferdig med logoen til Switchblade nå.&lt;br /&gt;Den har iallefall meg i seg. Må nesten si at jeg ligner han på det bildet, men den figuren blir heldigvis erstattet med en varulv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenkte jeg skulle reise oppover til Løkken i morgen, siden jeg begynner å bli sulten. Ekke sunt å dra til Trondheim og bruke opp pengene sine på bare bussturer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og jeg holdt på å glemme det, men nå må jeg få sagt det.&lt;br /&gt;Jeg og Webjørn har avtalt at vi skal lage cover-versjon av I Won't See You Tonight, siden historia betyr veldig mye for oss begge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skal endre bildet ovenfor senere, men jeg hører senga rope nå!&lt;br /&gt;Helt til slutt! WRÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆHL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1818939862032463143?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1818939862032463143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1818939862032463143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrhl.html' title='Wræhl!'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1257240483541171500</id><published>2009-01-08T06:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:40:35.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HÆVN!</title><content type='html'>Ja, no bli det hævn! :@&lt;br /&gt;Faan mæ pønska ut ein plan på det her i ei uke no.&lt;br /&gt;Æ vil takk mine medhjelpera, og no bli det show!&lt;br /&gt;Vedkommende vil ikke vit ka som traff han/ho i hodet!&lt;br /&gt;Rettferdighet, si æ bare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, var bare en kødd. Måtte se hvor mange som reagerte, og det var ganske mange. x)&lt;br /&gt;Hva med å kommentere neste gang, istedet? :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greit, jeg skal starte å kommentere selv. :p Vet der er derfor. :'D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1257240483541171500?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1257240483541171500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1257240483541171500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/hvn.html' title='HÆVN!'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8402771799191812956</id><published>2009-01-07T18:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:48:49.161+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Enda en bytur</title><content type='html'>Gud, det var tungt å stå opp i tolvtida etter å ha sovet i bare to timer.&lt;br /&gt;Men må man til Trondheim for den sosiale biten, så må man tydeligvis det. :p&lt;br /&gt;Han utenlandske kisn i bandet heter Jonas, fant jeg ut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Dæven, det tok mæ mang år å finnj ut jo. :o&lt;br /&gt;Børge: Duu? Hanj va itj me for mang år sia! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Martin: (spansk aksent) Ji-ja-jappi, jappi-jappi-japp!&lt;br /&gt;Børge: Øhh?&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Øhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gjett om æ satt han på plass da! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, back to sleep! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8402771799191812956?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8402771799191812956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8402771799191812956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/enda-en-bytur.html' title='Enda en bytur'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8170566644674554368</id><published>2009-01-06T01:21:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:45:32.878+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Nå Har Jeg Vært Slapp</title><content type='html'>...Sorry, Vegard. Måtte bruke den!&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, det jeg mente var at jeg har slapp! :'D&lt;br /&gt;Eller... Hm, dette går visst ikke så bra. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men i allefall, så mye som at, ja, jeg har ikke blogget på en stund!&lt;br /&gt;Måtte nesten gjøre det nå da, siden jeg faktisk har tid til det!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandet er i boks! Børge og jeg trenger bare en slagen trommis nå, så kan dette bli som det var på den lille sangen vi har laget for, øh, 3 år siden?&lt;br /&gt;Jøye meg tida går fort når man har det gøy! :'D&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Star har jeg miksa, så den blir lagt ut på MySpace, når Børge og jeg finner ut at vi skal lage ei side. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så som dere sikkert skjønner så kommer jeg til å være mye i Trondheim fremover, for jeg skal ikke stoppe når jeg først har fått igang ting igjen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangler bare litt reisepenger nå, så skal det gå greit, men dersom man sparer på toalett-papiret så skal det gå fint for seg! &lt;br /&gt;Ser det for meg:&lt;br /&gt;Sitter i senga og holder seg fordi man skal på øving istedet! :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, for de som lurer!&lt;br /&gt;Det er ett hard rock-band, som kalles Victimate, men vi skal bytte navn på gruppa fordi jeg ville ikke være med på et band med et så homsete navn! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og nei, jeg har ikke dame! Slutt å spørr! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til slutt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOLgBgnnUUE&amp;hl=en&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/XOLgBgnnUUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8170566644674554368?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8170566644674554368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8170566644674554368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/n-har-jeg-vrt-slapp.html' title='Nå Har Jeg Vært Slapp'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8990215097217490872</id><published>2009-01-01T22:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:15:17.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Tards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SV09okTJZmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ByYzc5lyrmo/s1600-h/n906175421_5184163_6593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SV09okTJZmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ByYzc5lyrmo/s320/n906175421_5184163_6593.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286449304750876258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"PÅ vei hjem fra Løkken mens Silje kjører bil og skrenser!"&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Dæven, her va det gådt!!&lt;br /&gt;Silje: Ka sa du no??&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Æ sa det va glatt!!&lt;br /&gt;Silje: Åja, æ trudd du sa det va gådt æ!&lt;br /&gt;Martin: Nei, æ sa det va gådt æ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyttårsaften var egentlig veldig kjedelig, men nyåret startet med festlige saker!&lt;br /&gt;Stian syklet fra Orkanger til Løkken midt på natta, for å vinne et veddemål. Han fikk ei konjakk-flaske som belønning! &lt;br /&gt;Og Stian, Per Ivar og jeg dro selvfølgelig ut med Dieseldyret også, så nå er jeg fyllesyk og har feber, for slik går det når jeg henger oppe på taket og hyler godt nyttår!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og jeg kjørte også! Man kan jo tenke seg hvordan det gikk for min del som ikke engang husket mitt eget navn, da jeg svinsa rundt over alt i snø-dungene! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kjørte midt på i "rundkjøringa" gjorde jeg også! Og nesten oppi et tre, som dere sikkert kan se på bildet! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sånn går det når man ikke har all verdens av trening og hjerneceller med på turen! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8990215097217490872?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8990215097217490872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8990215097217490872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-tards.html' title='Happy New Year Tards'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SV09okTJZmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ByYzc5lyrmo/s72-c/n906175421_5184163_6593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-8686541848569460167</id><published>2008-12-27T07:42:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:35:43.091+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Postivt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Family Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Der var endelig filmen ute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LØP OG KJØP FOLKENS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LØP OG KJØP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Æ sennje næmmeli itj nå film i påstn te dåkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLmoIiv5jiw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLmoIiv5jiw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett! Pappa blir sikkert ikke særlig fornøyd med å bli lagt ut på nettet, men det driter jeg i nå, for jeg måtte lage en bra film,&lt;br /&gt;og han får ta det som et kompliment at han &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MÅTTE&lt;/span&gt; være med. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og, ja, denne filmen er dedikert til alle nordlendinger som vil hoppe fra ei bru.&lt;br /&gt;Jeg sier bare: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GJØR DET!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-8686541848569460167?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8686541848569460167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/8686541848569460167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-guy.html' title='Family Guy'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1258565067135142415</id><published>2008-12-27T03:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T04:14:58.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangtekster/dikt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><title type='text'>Bjelleklang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nå har jeg tenkt alt for lenge på dette, så nå må jeg nesten gjøre det!&lt;br /&gt;Altså. De 5 beste sangene i mitt hode!&lt;br /&gt;De andre kommer senere, når jeg orker å tenke på de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De 5 beste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st - "I Won't See You Tonight"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZvCT5qd7tU&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/nZvCT5qd7tU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;br /&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;br /&gt;I've made the change,&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;All the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Don't mourn for me,&lt;br /&gt;You're not the one to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;As bottles call my name I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;All the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and most of all I loved&lt;br /&gt;But I can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget me or cry while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;br /&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;br /&gt;But I've made the change,&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away, I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't follow me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm gone everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Essence left my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;No more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Essence left my heart tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come back to me, this is unconceivable&lt;br /&gt;Breaking apart the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;Hate runs deep for what you've done to us&lt;br /&gt;Left alone through suicide...suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to die, take away my life&lt;br /&gt;lay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me, this is unconceivable&lt;br /&gt;Breaking apart the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;Hate runs deep for what you've done to us&lt;br /&gt;Left alone through suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my face you pierce with a blank stare&lt;br /&gt;No dream could prepare a heart for a lifeless friend.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone. Nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;I need him back, but nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;(take back time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see just fine, with you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;(and)there by my side as it starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare - full of pain&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare - full of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back and see the twisted road&lt;br /&gt;Best friends and despair took its toll&lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be replaced&lt;br /&gt;I'm left alone with you&lt;br /&gt;in spirit and the words&lt;br /&gt;you wrote to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;all the ones around me, I cared for&lt;br /&gt;and most of all I loved&lt;br /&gt;but I can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;please don't forget me&lt;br /&gt;or cry while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my face you pierce with a blank stare&lt;br /&gt;No dream could prepare a heart for a lifeless friend.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone. Nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;I need him back, but nothing will take back time.&lt;br /&gt;(take back time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see just fine, with you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;(and)there by my side as it starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I can see just fine, with you in my life,&lt;br /&gt;(and)there by my side as it starts to fade&lt;br /&gt;I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare full of sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - "&lt;a href="http://www.sweetslyrics.com/532191.Demon%20Hunter%20-%20Sixteen.html"&gt;Sixteen&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Demon Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzWUCiypeGA&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/kzWUCiypeGA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3th - "&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/avenged_sevenfold/almost_easy.html"&gt;Almost Easy&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcgeqDJKY14&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/RcgeqDJKY14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4th - "&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/mors_principium_est/pure.html"&gt;Pure&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mors Principium Est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNP68roEQBY&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/dNP68roEQBY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5th - "&lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Your-Shirt-Would-Look-Better-With-A-Columbian-Neck-Tie-lyrics-I-Killed-The-Prom-Queen/44D16872DA8B23144825721A00137B40"&gt;Your Shirt Would Look Better With A Columbian Neck Tie&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;av&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I Killed the Prom Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMlN6MG1weI&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/XMlN6MG1weI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1258565067135142415?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1258565067135142415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1258565067135142415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/bjelleklang.html' title='Bjelleklang'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1237271860239936586</id><published>2008-12-26T16:23:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:27:23.892+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jul'/><title type='text'>Testing, teiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Startet ganske brutalt! xD&lt;br /&gt;Pappa lo så mye at han hadde tårene i øyene til slutt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3R7zEUWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I5HezC3dYVg/s1600-h/Picture+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3R7zEUWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I5HezC3dYVg/s320/Picture+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284120150294155618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3RvJ07VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ty46f202MAY/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3RvJ07VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Ty46f202MAY/s320/Picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284120146899955026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3RXft2EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fIbjOE7Ag2A/s1600-h/Picture+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3RXft2EI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fIbjOE7Ag2A/s320/Picture+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284120140549314626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3STVTUpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y6ld_Ia-LIE/s1600-h/Picture+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3STVTUpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y6ld_Ia-LIE/s320/Picture+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284120156611760786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Endte "godt"! ;'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg kom forøvrig over ei ny gruppe, takket være min kjære søster!&lt;br /&gt;Blanding av I Killed the Prom Queen, Bullet For My Valentine og Dark Tranquillity. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBXBnpiMuqA&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/MBXBnpiMuqA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1237271860239936586?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1237271860239936586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1237271860239936586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/testing-teiting.html' title='Testing, teiting'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVT3R7zEUWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I5HezC3dYVg/s72-c/Picture+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-2653757713564367668</id><published>2008-12-26T15:07:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:26:27.126+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Death Dies Hard</title><content type='html'>Kom over den nye musikkvideoen til Deathstars også. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’ve never felt anything like this before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sulphur storm brings the victims upon the shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bring no shelter ‘cause I... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will deny you&lt;br /&gt;This world belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;You try to fake it&lt;br /&gt;But all wounds are there to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Dies Hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the Devil gets sold to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Dies Hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter hell and use the bone of God as key &lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/1492748250.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Som mange sikkert har skjønt så heter sangen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Dies Hard&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Utrolig fengende melodi og utrolig fengende tekst! :o&lt;br /&gt;Og musikkvideoen får meg i godt humør ja. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Minner meg om &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resident Evil &lt;/span&gt;faktisk, med de hundene og klærne! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Mangler bare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nemesis&lt;/span&gt; og noen zombier nå, så hadde det passet perfekt! ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUmw2ITaFA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUmw2ITaFA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-2653757713564367668?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2653757713564367668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/2653757713564367668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/death-dies-hard.html' title='Death Dies Hard'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-1232001375187473694</id><published>2008-12-26T14:24:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:26:56.283+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Dancing Dead</title><content type='html'>Satan!&lt;br /&gt;Jeg kom over "musikkvideoen" til &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing Dead&lt;/span&gt; av &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Eller ikke helt da, men den var veldig bra laga.&lt;br /&gt;Sitter og sjelver i hendene enda. Ja, så bra laga var den!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eRp66fwtnfE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eRp66fwtnfE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="205" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a225.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/100/l_bf27ea2436e24df00881de2df5ea83b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 188px;" src="http://a225.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/100/l_bf27ea2436e24df00881de2df5ea83b8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Og jeg måtte nesten se innpå myspace-sida til han som hadde lagd filmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bra redigert bilde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.layoutstar.com/image/cool/bg/4/cigar_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-1232001375187473694?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1232001375187473694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/1232001375187473694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/dancing-dead.html' title='Dancing Dead'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-5430271349439456499</id><published>2008-12-25T23:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:24:28.631+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musikk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><title type='text'>A Disease In My Veins?</title><content type='html'>Tja, hyggelig å ligge å sove til kl 15. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Kanskje fordi jeg var våken til kl 06 i natt.&lt;br /&gt;Fikk så lyst til å spille natta igjennom, men det ble ikke helt som jeg hadde tenkt det da.&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, når jeg våkna og frem til nå så har jeg tydeligvis blitt værre og værre i kroppen.&lt;br /&gt;Har så vondt i fingrene og i lårene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa84/simpl_icity/MaxGreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 253px;" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa84/simpl_icity/MaxGreen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, jeg har også hørt en god del på musikk idag, og jeg har leita skikkelig etter en ny sveis, så jeg har kommet frem til at jeg enten vil ha noe som ligner på Andreas Bergh sin sveis for noen år siden eller selvfølgelig, MAX GREEN! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVQEV7AkDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SAArbGq9dg0/s1600-h/Whiplasher+Bernadotte_madebymartin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVQEV7AkDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SAArbGq9dg0/s320/Whiplasher+Bernadotte_madebymartin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283853037476252978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piercing blir&lt;br /&gt;det uansett nå, så da mangler vi bare en sveis slik at jeg for første gang, passer med piercing i leppa. :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-5430271349439456499?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/5430271349439456499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/5430271349439456499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/disease-in-my-veins.html' title='A Disease In My Veins?'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVQEV7AkDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SAArbGq9dg0/s72-c/Whiplasher+Bernadotte_madebymartin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-3269002072922892839</id><published>2008-12-24T23:30:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:27:21.945+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jul'/><title type='text'>The Oldman's Child / Jesus Kristiansen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7jE4QZVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rt9u__ckT9Y/s1600-h/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7jE4QZVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rt9u__ckT9Y/s320/DSC02660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283491524138526034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7jPrB6TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8s9yza-lYhg/s1600-h/DSC02651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7jPrB6TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8s9yza-lYhg/s320/DSC02651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283491527035840818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7iyeBZ9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/ICmvGmcO94o/s1600-h/DSC02663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7iyeBZ9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/ICmvGmcO94o/s320/DSC02663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283491519196653522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7ipcc4TI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qLrje9mY2_E/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7ipcc4TI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qLrje9mY2_E/s320/DSC02667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283491516774146354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ja, nå er jeg endelig ferdig med jula.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Treet er hivd ut og det er pappa også! :'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Neida, men fy faen for en dag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Først var det askepott som var på menyen, og deretter en drøss med morsomme ting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Spiste kun én porsjon av julemiddagen, men når alle pakkene skulle åpnes var jeg mer interessert i å spise riskrem, istedet for å finne frem det "egentlige" barnet i meg! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi hadde besøk av Onkel Kai, Tante Aud og søskenbarnet mitt og hans utkårede! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7iT4lGfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KgBJe-LXtoU/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7iT4lGfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KgBJe-LXtoU/s320/DSC02666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283491510986545650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;De serverte en god del vitser, men det var vel egentlig jeg og pappa som var mest i slaget! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jeg kan med sikkerhet si at jeg ikke er helt fornøyd med pakkene mine, men jeg lever enda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Håpet liksom at Tina var inni den største pakken, men det ble ikke helt slik. :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Uansett, jeg og søstrene mine hadde det morsomt med å ta bilder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Så nå skal jeg spille Fifa 09 for halve livet, og være oppe hele natta! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Håper dere får en fin jul, for det har jeg! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-3269002072922892839?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/3269002072922892839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/3269002072922892839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/oldmans-child-jesus-kristiansen.html' title='The Oldman&apos;s Child / Jesus Kristiansen'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SVK7jE4QZVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rt9u__ckT9Y/s72-c/DSC02660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-89781376300464704</id><published>2008-12-24T01:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:25:27.751+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>What Women Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pic.goleech.org/out.php/i956_WhatWomenWant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 268px;" src="http://pic.goleech.org/out.php/i956_WhatWomenWant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Går aldri lei av den filmen. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg tror ikke jeg vil lese tankene til kvinner.&lt;br /&gt;Hadde vært mye bedre dersom jeg kunne forstå hvordan det er for begge kjønn.&lt;br /&gt;"Åh, kjære gud, kan jeg få den egenskapen..?" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men seriøst da.&lt;br /&gt;Mel Gibson's glis? Fy faen, for en sjarmør han må være. Greit, han er gammel, men det er jo en smule stilig og se hvordan han oppfører seg. Han er virkelig en mann akkurat der, når han får høre at han er en sexgud. Kjente meg igjen der! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi får bare håpe at jeg ikke bare forblir en sjarmør og holder mål videre i livet.&lt;br /&gt;Eller, jeg må ta meg selv i nakken igjen, og finne ut av hva jeg gjør galt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og btw, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERRY JUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-89781376300464704?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/89781376300464704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/89781376300464704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-women-want.html' title='What Women Want'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-4578574424151680330</id><published>2008-12-23T19:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:28:13.404+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negativ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jul'/><title type='text'>JuleNabokjerringa</title><content type='html'>Nå er jeg på Malm. Skal være her til 4. juledag, og så drar jeg tilbake til Orkdalen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har fått munnsår, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beitstadfjordmc.no/images/merke_4118.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.beitstadfjordmc.no/images/merke_4118.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for de som er spesielt interessert i å vite det og jeg føler meg litt ensom,&lt;br /&gt;men holder ut.&lt;br /&gt;Savner Tina faktisk! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skriver mer senere. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-4578574424151680330?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/4578574424151680330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/4578574424151680330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/julenabokjerringa.html' title='JuleNabokjerringa'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325728962798924519.post-89172453172797999</id><published>2008-12-16T23:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:23:50.351+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positiv'/><title type='text'>The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows</title><content type='html'>Hola. Qué hora es?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, tja. Denne bloggen er like ustabil som meg den jo. x)&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, no more dritt fra nå av.&lt;br /&gt;Blir litt vanskelig å finne noe å skrive om da, men jeg kan iallefall forsøke når jeg kommer på noe bra jeg har gjort eller vil dele som egner seg på nettet.&lt;br /&gt;Er utrolig flink til å meddele ting som ikke egner seg på nettet, så dere har nr mitt om det er noe personlig dere vil snakke om.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett, jeg sitter å grubler på hvorfor jeg ikke synes bloggen min er noe bra å ha lengre, men jeg må nesten fortsette likevel. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Og jeg grubler også på hvilken dag jeg endelig skal endre på fargene slik at det blir helt meg, og skrive ting akkurat sånn at det er akkurat meg.&lt;br /&gt;Flink til å kopiere andre. Skal ærlig innrømme det, men nå må jeg nesten gjøre et forsøk å finne meg selv.&lt;br /&gt;Kanskje blir det bra, kanskje ikke, men det vises når det er gjort forandringer iallefall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og alle innleggene er fjernet, siden det står alt for mye personlig i de innleggene, som tidligere sagt, så derfor må jeg begynne helt på nytt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og bare så det er klart. Jeg skal feire jul på Malm helt til 4 juledag, men jeg drar ikke her ifra før på torsdag iallefall. Tror iallefall ikke det.&lt;br /&gt;Og jeg vil ha løfter og julegaver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farché! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325728962798924519-89172453172797999?l=martinaakvik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/89172453172797999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325728962798924519/posts/default/89172453172797999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinaakvik.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiet-things-that-no-one-ever-knows.html' title='The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows'/><author><name>Martin Aakvik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753490706411887314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ-ZVMrA5pE/SXfjJlQZPzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oGQgOt5rrUw/S220/DSC00246.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
