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		<title><![CDATA[Bloggið endurvakið]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/445634/Bloggid_endurvakid</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Hjartastu&eth;arinn er settur &iacute; gang og hann er nota&eth;ur me&eth; &ouml;llu afli. H&uacute;n er a&eth; deyja, ef ekki d&aacute;in n&uacute;na. Greyji&eth; hefur veri&eth; lengi einmanna, &aacute;n f&eacute;lagsskap og &ouml;rugglega or&eth;in mj&ouml;g &thorn;unglynd. Hvernig er h&aelig;gt a&eth; lifa svona?<br />Enn&thorn;&aacute; er veri&eth; a&eth; hamast &aacute; a&eth; n&aacute; henni til baka, &thorn;a&eth; er &thorn;&oacute; ekki erfitt, &thorn;v&iacute; um lei&eth; og ma&eth;ur s&yacute;nir henni umhyggju tekur h&uacute;n &ouml;rv&aelig;ntingarfull vi&eth; &thorn;&eacute;r, gl&ouml;&eth; &iacute; brag&eth;i. H&uacute;n lif&eth;i &thorn;etta af!<br />J&aacute;! &Eacute;g er a&eth; tala um s&iacute;&eth;una m&iacute;na, h&uacute;n er b&uacute;in a&eth; vera ni&eth;ri &iacute; &thorn;&oacute;nokkurn t&iacute;ma &aacute;n &thorn;ess a&eth; &eacute;g veitti henni athygli og datt allt &iacute; einu &iacute; hug a&eth; sj&aacute; hvernig h&uacute;n kemst &iacute; gang, hvort f&oacute;lk s&eacute; nokku&eth; a&eth; lesa bloggin lengur.. er &thorn;a&eth; ekki or&eth;i&eth; svol&iacute;ti&eth; gamalt? <br />N&yacute;jasta d&aelig;mi&eth; n&uacute;na er Facebook, og &eacute;g ver&eth; n&uacute; a&eth; vi&eth;urkenna. &Eacute;g var mj&ouml;g treg &iacute; fyrstu og var sannf&aelig;r&eth; um a&eth; br&aacute;&eth;um f&aelig;ri Facebook &uacute;r t&iacute;sku, &eacute;g &aelig;tla&eth;i ekki a&eth; h&yacute;sa eina s&iacute;&eth;una enn! <br />En &eacute;g l&eacute;t undan og n&uacute;na get &eacute;g eytt t&iacute;munum saman &aacute; Facebook &aacute;n &thorn;ess a&eth; taka &iacute; raun eftir &thorn;v&iacute;.. En hva&eth; er &thorn;a&eth; sem dregur mann &thorn;anga&eth; og l&aelig;tur mann hanga &thorn;ar &iacute; marga klukkut&iacute;ma? &THORN;etta er mesti t&iacute;ma&thorn;j&oacute;fur sem &eacute;g hef kynnst og &iacute; hvert skipti sem &eacute;g er &aacute; Facebook reyni &eacute;g eins og &eacute;g get a&eth; vera bara &iacute; 5 m&iacute;n.... Arg!<br />&Eacute;g veit a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; eru fleirum sem finnst &thorn;etta.. hva&eth; er &thorn;etta sem heldur okkur &thorn;arna?? Eru &thorn;a&eth; allir &thorn;essir &oacute;merkilegu statusar e&eth;a f&aacute;ranlegu quizzin, kannski &ouml;ll &thorn;essi applications sem vi&eth; h&ouml;fum sam&thorn;ykkt og erum a&eth; spila? Talandi um &oacute;merkilega statusa, merkilegt nokk d&aelig;mi um &thorn;a&eth; eru til d&aelig;mis; Farin a&eth; bor&eth;a. Farin a&eth; sofa, g&oacute;&eth;a n&oacute;tt. Er &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum. Er a&eth; l&aelig;ra. Er veik/ur &iacute; dag. M&eacute;r lei&eth;ist. Er illt h&eacute;rna og &thorn;arna. &AElig;tlar a&eth; elda svona og svona. Er a&eth; vinna... blablabla.. Svo &eacute;g segi sj&aacute;lf: Who Gives A F**k! Bara sorr&iacute;, en m&eacute;r er alveg sama &thorn;&oacute;tt &thorn;&uacute; s&eacute;rt &iacute; s&aacute;lfr&aelig;&eth;it&iacute;ma n&uacute;na e&eth;a a&eth; fara a&eth; sofa.. &thorn;itt m&aacute;l!<br />E&eth;a &thorn;essi quiz.. v&aacute;! N&yacute;jasta &aelig;&eth;i&eth; n&uacute;na er "Find the Date of the Day" &thorn;ar sem &thorn;&eacute;r er para&eth; vi&eth; fr&aelig;gann einstakling.. E&eth;a "Ertu vins&aelig;ll e&eth;a l&uacute;&eth;i", "Hversu feit/ur ertu", "Ertu s&aelig;t"... &THORN;etta er svo miki&eth; bull! Svo eru sum quizzin alveg skemmtileg, &eacute;g vi&eth;urkenni &thorn;a&eth; alveg, hef alveg teki&eth; nokkur sj&aacute;lf en &eacute;g mun aldrei leggjast svona l&aacute;gt.. sorr&iacute; og fyrirgefi&eth;i &thorn;i&eth; sem stundi&eth; &thorn;etta.. m&iacute;n sko&eth;un..<br />J&aelig;ja n&oacute;g um &thorn;etta Facebook kvaldur. &Eacute;g hef &thorn;a&eth; frekar gott og sk&iacute;tt til skiptis eins og gengur og gerist &iacute; m&iacute;nu daglega l&iacute;fi. L&iacute;ka upptekin eins og vanalega, &thorn;&aacute; s&eacute;rstaklega &iacute; t&oacute;nlistarsk&oacute;lanum.. fj&uacute;kked&iacute;.. Enda nota &eacute;g alltaf fimmtudaganna og legg mig &iacute; 2-3 klukkt&iacute;ma, &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g er &aacute; spani &thorn;rj&aacute; fyrstu daga vikunnar. Haha, kreis&iacute;<br />Svo er &thorn;a&eth; afm&aelig;li&eth; mitt.. 11 dagar &iacute; &thorn;a&eth;. Vi&eth; An&iacute;ta &aelig;tlum a&eth; sl&aacute; saman og fara me&eth; sameiginlegann h&oacute;p&nbsp;&aacute; skauta og &iacute; Lasertag. &THORN;a&eth; ver&eth;ur vonandi fj&ouml;r.<br /><br />&Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; gera tilraun h&eacute;rna. Sj&aacute; hversu miki&eth; &thorn;etta er lesi&eth;, n&ouml;ldri&eth; mitt. Ef ykkur l&iacute;kar &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g skrifa &thorn;&aacute; vil &eacute;g bi&eth;ja ykkur g&oacute;&eth;f&uacute;slega a&eth; segja m&eacute;r hva&eth; ykkur finnst. Er &thorn;a&eth; ekki sanngjarnt?<br /><br />&THORN;ar til n&aelig;st...</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 21:16:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Fyrsti snjórinn]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/398715/Fyrsti_snjorinn</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>&THORN;egar &eacute;g var a&eth; berjast vi&eth; a&eth; vakna &iacute; morgun kom mamma inn, &quot;Gu&eth;bj&ouml;rg &aacute; &eacute;g a&eth; segja &thorn;&eacute;r svol&iacute;ti&eth;?&quot; &eacute;g alveg &quot;Hmprf j&aacute;&quot;, &quot;&THORN;a&eth; er snj&oacute;r!&quot; og &eacute;g t&ouml;ngla&eth;ist upp &iacute; glugga og V&Aacute;! &THORN;a&eth; var &iacute; alv&ouml;ru snj&oacute;r:) <br />&Eacute;g dreif mig fram, &iacute; lopapeysu og ullarsokka, ahh.. &thorn;v&iacute;l&iacute;kt gott &aacute; me&eth;an allir voru a&eth; frosna &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum, h&iacute;h&iacute;..<br />&Eacute;g s&eacute; a&eth; hann er eitthva&eth; a&eth; berjast vi&eth; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; snj&oacute;a a&eth;eins meira.. j&aacute; hva&eth; &thorn;etta er j&oacute;lalegt, get ekki be&eth;i&eth; eftir j&oacute;lunum ma&eth;ur. &THORN;a&eth; er svo miki&eth; a&eth; gera &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum a&eth; &eacute;g hef varla t&iacute;ma fyrir neitt anna&eth;..jiminn. Mig hlakkar svo til a&eth; geta veri&eth; bara heima &iacute; n&aacute;ttf&ouml;tunum a&eth; gera j&oacute;lakortin, &eacute;g t&oacute;k &thorn;au v&iacute;st a&eth; m&eacute;r h&eacute;rna &aacute; heimilinu og &thorn;arf &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; vera dugleg b&aelig;&eth;i &iacute; vetrarfr&iacute;inu og j&oacute;lafr&iacute;inu.. &AElig;ji &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur f&iacute;nt.<br /><br />Blessu&eth; j&oacute;lin, a&eth; &thorn;au l&aacute;ti b&iacute;&eth;a eftir s&eacute;r..<br />Segir ein sem er ekki einu sinni b&uacute;in a&eth; eiga afm&aelig;li.. &thorn;a&eth; styttist samt &oacute;&eth;um &iacute; &thorn;a&eth;, og j&aacute; b&iacute;lpr&oacute;fi&eth; l&iacute;ka:)<br /><br />J&aelig;ja, &eacute;g er &iacute; mi&eth;jum gl&oacute;sulei&eth;angri &thorn;annig &eacute;g er bara farin aftur, fari&eth;i n&uacute; a&eth; lesa bloggin m&iacute;n elskurnar m&iacute;nar;*</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 17:48:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Komin aftur..]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/393579/Komin_aftur</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>T&oacute;k sm&aacute; sumarfr&iacute;, eins og kannski m&aacute; kalla &thorn;a&eth;. Er komin aftur:) Veit samt ekkert hversu dugleg &eacute;g ver&eth;&nbsp;h&eacute;r &iacute; vetur, &thorn;a&eth; er anna&eth; m&aacute;l..<br /><br />&Eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; tileinka &thorn;essari s&iacute;&eth;u f&ouml;ndurvinnu minni, h&eacute;r geti&eth;i sko&eth;a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; sem &eacute;g er a&eth; gera. &Eacute;g b&yacute; til kort og sel &thorn;au h&eacute;r, bara or&eth;i&eth; bisness h&eacute;rna, haha:D<br /><br />&THORN;eir sem hafa &aacute;huga &thorn;&aacute; skrautskrifa &eacute;g l&iacute;ka og hef skrautskrifa&eth;&nbsp;&iacute; kort og gestab&aelig;kur, n&uacute;, ef kortin sem eru h&eacute;r til s&yacute;nis henta ekki alveg get &eacute;g gert n&yacute;tt a&eth; &thorn;&iacute;num &thorn;&ouml;rfum, ekkert m&aacute;l:)<br /><br />Sni&eth;ugasta lei&eth;in til a&eth; taka fr&aacute; kort, skrautskrift e&eth;a hva&eth; sem er, er a&eth; senda m&eacute;r t&ouml;lvup&oacute;st &aacute; gudbjorggudm(hj&aacute;)visir.is, ekki skrifa &thorn;a&eth; &iacute; gestab&oacute;kina, &eacute;g k&iacute;ki aldrei &thorn;anga&eth;:)<br /><br />&Ouml;ll kortin m&iacute;n eru undir linknum &quot;Myndir&quot; og er &thorn;&eacute;r velkomi&eth; a&eth; sko&eth;a:)<br /><br /><br />&THORN;ar til n&aelig;st,<br />Gu&eth;bj&ouml;rg bissness-man;)</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 18:17:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Smá breytingar]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/333084/Sma_breytingar</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>H&aelig;h&aelig;, langt s&iacute;&eth;an &eacute;g hef skrifa&eth; h&eacute;r, b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; vera brj&aacute;la&eth; a&eth; gera og svo er Axel a&eth; fermast n&uacute;na um helgina;)<br /><br />En &eacute;g er semsagt me&eth; sm&aacute; breytingu, &thorn;ar sem &eacute;g hef &aacute;kve&eth;i&eth; a&eth; selja kortin m&iacute;n&nbsp; &aacute; netinu, &thorn;annig a&eth; &iacute; myndaalb&uacute;minu &aacute; n&aelig;stunni ver&eth;a myndir af kortum sem &eacute;g hef gert, seld e&eth;a &oacute;seld og &thorn;&aacute; getur f&oacute;lk komi&eth; me&eth; &oacute;skir fyrir kort.<br />&Eacute;g er ekki brj&aacute;lu&eth;! &Eacute;g er b&uacute;in a&eth; f&aacute; a&eth; heyra &thorn;a&eth; oft fr&aacute; f&oacute;lki a&eth; &eacute;g &aelig;tti a&eth; selja kortin m&iacute;n, &eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; l&aacute;ta &aacute; reyna, en &eacute;g setti &ouml;ll kortin &iacute; &quot;Myndir&quot;, endilega bara hafi&eth; samband;) (haha vo&eth;a flott:D)<br /><br />En.. &thorn;anga&eth; til n&aelig;st..<br /><br />Sj&aacute;umst!</strong>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 20:53:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Gleðilega hátíð:)]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/309383/Gledilega_hatid</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>&Eacute;g vil byrja &aacute;ri&eth; &aacute; &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; &oacute;ska ykkur gle&eth;ilegrar h&aacute;t&iacute;&eth;ar og fars&aelig;ldar &aacute; &thorn;essu n&yacute;ja &aacute;ri. &Eacute;g er &oacute;samm&aacute;la V&ouml;lusp&aacute; fyrir svarts&yacute;nis &aacute;r, &eacute;g hef &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; tilfinningunni a&eth; &thorn;etta &aacute;r ver&eth;i &aelig;&eth;islegt og a&eth; baki er li&eth;i&eth; eitt magna&eth;asta &aacute;r l&iacute;fs m&iacute;ns, f&ouml;rum a&eth;eins &iacute; gegnum &thorn;a&eth;..<br /><br /><u>Jan&uacute;ar:<br /></u>-Eyddi &aacute;ram&oacute;tunum m&iacute;num me&eth; bestu vinkonu &iacute; &ouml;llum heiminum<br />-N&yacute;&aacute;rsbrennan, &eacute;g er &iacute; g&aelig;slu og &iacute; sk&aacute;tunum og vi&eth; kve&eth;jum j&oacute;lin me&eth; st&aelig;l<br />-N&yacute;tt &aacute;r hefst, samr&aelig;ndu pr&oacute;fin, FS og margt fleira, finn fyrir tilbreytingu &iacute; loftinu og veit a&eth; &thorn;etta &aacute;r er st&oacute;rt &aacute;r &iacute; l&iacute;fi m&iacute;nu<br />-10. bekkur byrjar aftur eftir j&oacute;lafr&iacute;, og n&uacute; &iacute; samr&aelig;nda pr&oacute;fs undirb&uacute;ningi<br /><br /><u>Febr&uacute;ar:<br /></u>-&Aacute;ri&eth; er enn&thorn;&aacute; n&yacute;tt og ferskt<br />-Ma&eth;ur er alveg komin &iacute; sk&oacute;laf&iacute;linginn &aacute; n&yacute; og tekst &aacute; vi&eth; &yacute;mislegt<br />-F&aelig; tilkynningu um a&eth; &eacute;g eigi a&eth; taka grunnpr&oacute;fi&eth; &iacute; v&iacute;&oacute;luleiknum<br /><br /><u>Mars:</u><br />-Veikist &iacute; h&aacute;lfan m&aacute;nu&eth; og dregst aftur &uacute;r &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum<br />-Tek grunnpr&oacute;fi&eth; f&aacute;rveik<br />-R&eacute;tt n&aelig; &aacute; &aacute;rsh&aacute;t&iacute;&eth;ina<br /><br /><u>Apr&iacute;l:<br /></u>-Fer a&eth; vinna &iacute; fermingaskeytas&ouml;lu hj&aacute; sk&aacute;taf&eacute;laginu<br />-N&iacute;na fr&aelig;nka fermist<br />-Samr&aelig;ndu &iacute; byrjun n&aelig;sta m&aacute;nu&eth;s, &aelig;fingarnar fara &aacute; fullt og s&ouml;mulei&eth;is tilhl&ouml;kkun og stress.<br />-P&aacute;skafr&iacute;i&eth;&nbsp;fer allt &iacute; undirb&uacute;ning, &eacute;g n&aacute;&eth;i a&eth; skrifa tv&aelig;r fullar st&iacute;lab&aelig;kur af gl&oacute;sum&nbsp;&uacute;r n&aacute;tt&uacute;rufr&aelig;&eth;i og tel &thorn;a&eth; afrek:)<br />-Str&aacute;kur a&eth; nafni &Aacute;smundur byrjar a&eth; hringja&nbsp;og tala vi&eth; mig, vi&eth; ver&eth;um g&oacute;&eth;ir vinir..:)<br /><br /><u>Ma&iacute;:<br /></u>-Samr&aelig;ndu pr&oacute;fin byrja&nbsp;2. ma&iacute;, til allrar hamingju n&aacute;&eth;i &eacute;g a&eth; &aelig;fa allt og&nbsp;er fullkomlega &ouml;rugg me&eth; &uacute;tkommuna.<br />-&THORN;emadagar byrja &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum, &ouml;murleg vika fyrir 15 &aacute;ra&nbsp;barn, &thorn;ar sem allt var &aelig;tla&eth; yngstu kr&ouml;kkunum, vi&eth; l&aacute;tin hj&aacute;lpa me&eth; &thorn;a&eth;, &aelig;j, &thorn;a&eth; var svosem allt &iacute; lagi.<br />-Sk&oacute;lafer&eth;alagi&eth; hefst, &eacute;g, G&uacute;ss&iacute;, Maggi og Elsa f&oacute;rum ekki, en&nbsp;fengum a&eth; a&eth;sto&eth;a kennslu hj&aacute; fyrsta&nbsp;bekk &iacute; sta&eth;inn.<br />&nbsp;<br /><u>J&uacute;n&iacute;:<br /></u>-Sk&oacute;laslit, &eacute;g er valin fyrirmyndarnemandi og f&aelig; vi&eth;urkenningu fyrir bestu einkunina &iacute; skrautskrift, f&aelig; &uacute;t &uacute;r samr&aelig;ndu og er mj&ouml;g s&aacute;tt me&eth; einkaninar m&iacute;nar:)<br />-Sk&oacute;laslit &iacute; T&oacute;nlistarsk&oacute;lanum, &eacute;g n&aacute;&eth;i grunnpr&oacute;finu og &ouml;llu tilheyrandi, f&eacute;kk r&oacute;s:)<br />-Ylfingam&oacute;t helgina eftir, &eacute;g b&iacute;&eth; &Aacute;sa a&eth; koma og vinna. Hlutirnir gerast og nokkrum d&ouml;gum seinna erum vi&eth; saman:)<br />-Byrja a&eth; vinna &iacute; kofabygg&eth;inni, &thorn;anga&eth; fer &eacute;g ekki aftur en f&eacute;kk samt &aacute;g&aelig;tis s&oacute;larfreknur.<br />-M&aacute;na&eth;arm&oacute;tin j&uacute;n&iacute;-j&uacute;l&iacute; f&oacute;r &eacute;g &aacute; Laugarveginn, erfi&eth;i og stolt &thorn;ar &aacute; fer&eth;, fallegasta sv&aelig;&eth;i sem &eacute;g fer&eth;a&eth;ist um &thorn;etta &aacute;ri&eth;.<br /><br /><u>J&uacute;l&iacute;:<br /></u>-Kem af Laugarveginum og beint &iacute; Jamboree undirb&uacute;ning, aftur er mikil tilhl&ouml;kkun og spenningur<br />-&Aacute;si eignast hund, Trygg, og &thorn;j&aacute;lfar hann sem bj&ouml;rgunarsveitahund<br />-Afm&aelig;lism&oacute;t sk&aacute;tanna<br />-F&oacute;r &aacute; landsm&oacute;t unglingadeila bj&ouml;rgunarsveitanna &aacute; Gufusk&aacute;lum, var &iacute; 5 daga og &thorn;a&eth; var mj&ouml;g gaman<br />-Fj&oacute;rum d&ouml;gum eftir a&eth; &eacute;g kem heim fr&aacute; Gufusk&aacute;lum fer &eacute;g &aacute; Jamboree &iacute; Englandi<br /><br /><u>&Aacute;g&uacute;st:<br /></u>-Kem heim fr&aacute; Englandi 12. &aacute;g&uacute;st, sama dga fer &eacute;g &iacute; afm&aelig;lispart&yacute; til G&uacute;ss&iacute;<br />-&Aacute;si &aacute; afm&aelig;li 15. &aacute;g&uacute;st<br />-Byrja &iacute; FS<br />-Lj&oacute;san&oacute;tt<br />-F&aelig; vinnu &iacute; Rafv&ouml;rumarka&eth;inum<br /><br /><u>September:<br /></u>-Sk&oacute;linn fer &aacute; fullt, m&eacute;r gengur rosalega vel &iacute; &ouml;llu<br />-Hj&aacute;lpa m&ouml;mmu me&eth; sk&aacute;taskr&aacute;ningunna og sk&aacute;tarnir og t&oacute;nlistarsk&oacute;linn fara&nbsp;af sta&eth;<br /><br /><u>Okt&oacute;ber:<br /></u>-Tryggur, hundurinn hans &Aacute;sa, lendir fyrir b&iacute;l og &thorn;r&iacute;f&oacute;tbrotnar, er &aacute; sj&uacute;krah&uacute;si &iacute; d&aacute;l&iacute;tin t&iacute;ma en l&eacute;st svo af v&ouml;ldum hjartar&aacute;falls 11. okt&oacute;ber. Sama dag f&oacute;rum vi&eth; &iacute; b&aelig;inn og &Aacute;si f&eacute;kk n&yacute;jan hund, T&ouml;nju.<br />-Daginn eftir, 12. okt&oacute;ber, var&eth; &eacute;g 16 &aacute;ra<br />-F&eacute;lags&uacute;tilega 12-14 okt&oacute;ber, &eacute;g veiktist skyndilega &iacute; &thorn;eirri &uacute;tilegu<br />-13. okt&oacute;ber vorum vi&eth; &Aacute;si b&uacute;in a&eth; vera saman &iacute; h&aacute;lft &aacute;r, Tryggur hef&eth;i or&eth;i&eth; 1 &aacute;rs.<br />-&THORN;egar &eacute;g kem heim &uacute;r &uacute;tilegunni fer &eacute;g upp &aacute; sp&iacute;tala og greinist me&eth; einkirningss&oacute;tt, missti &thorn;ar af lei&eth;andi af sk&oacute;la &iacute; 3 vikur og allt &thorn;ol fu&eth;ra&eth;i upp<br />-&nbsp;&THORN;egar &eacute;g kem aftur &iacute; sk&oacute;lann byrjar pr&oacute;fundirb&uacute;ningur<br />- Byrja&eth;i &iacute; &ouml;kukennslu<br /><br /><u>N&oacute;vember:<br /></u>-Pr&oacute;fin fara alveg a&eth; skellast &aacute; okkur<br />-J&oacute;lin eru &aacute; n&aelig;sta leiti<br />-F&aelig; vinnu hj&aacute; T&oacute;nlistask&oacute;lanum<br /><br /><u>Desember:<br /></u>-Pr&oacute;fin byrja 2., b&uacute;in 10.<br />-J&oacute;lafr&iacute;, byrja a&eth; f&ouml;ndra j&oacute;lakort handa &ouml;llum og skreyta<br />-Launu&eth; hj&aacute; kirkjunni fyrir a&eth; spila &aacute; v&iacute;&oacute;luna&nbsp;&iacute; messum<br />-J&oacute;lin, f&eacute;kk &yacute;mislegt f&iacute;nt &iacute; j&oacute;lagj&ouml;f og er mj&ouml;g s&aacute;tt:)<br />-Gaml&aacute;rskv&ouml;ld teki&eth; me&eth; st&aelig;l, &Aacute;si var hj&aacute; okkur heima hj&aacute; Brynju fr&aelig;nku og miki&eth; sprengt og gaman:)<br />-Gle&eth;ilegt 2008:)!!<br /><br />J&aacute;m! &THORN;etta var svona ann&aacute;ll 2007.. hehe, very n&aelig;s:D<br />En &eacute;g &aelig;tla ekkert a&eth; hafa &thorn;etta miki&eth; lengra, en &eacute;g &oacute;ska ykkur &ouml;llum gle&eth;ilegrar h&aacute;t&iacute;&eth;ar og fars&aelig;ldar a&eth; &thorn;essu n&yacute;ja &aacute;ri;)</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 14:51:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Soon it will be christmas...]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/300687/Soon_it_will_be_christmas</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>J&oacute;lin, j&oacute;lin.. j&aacute; &thorn;a&eth; er sko ekki langt &iacute; &thorn;au! &Eacute;g get ekki be&eth;i&eth; eftir &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; komast &iacute; j&oacute;lafr&iacute;,, e&eth;a semsagt &aacute; morgun..:D<br /> J&aacute; &eacute;g er alveg a&eth; ver&eth;a b&uacute;in &iacute; pr&oacute;funum, m&eacute;r hefur gengi&eth; bara vel mi&eth;a&eth; vi&eth; &thorn;a&eth; hva&eth; &eacute;g missti miki&eth; &uacute;r.. &eacute;g held a&eth; &eacute;g n&aacute;i allavega eitthverju ;) haha.. &aacute; morgun er svo st&aelig;r&eth;fr&aelig;&eth;ipr&oacute;fi&eth; - allra erfi&eth;asta pr&oacute;fi&eth;..<br /> Sko, &eacute;g er ekki l&ouml;t! &eacute;g er a&eth; b&iacute;&eth;a eftir &Aacute;sa, hann er &iacute; sturtu, til a&eth; vi&eth; getum fari&eth; a&eth; &aelig;fa okkur undir pr&oacute;fi&eth;.. j&aacute; og &eacute;g fagna &thorn;v&iacute; a&eth; mamma leyf&eth;i m&eacute;r a&eth; gista hj&aacute; honum s&iacute;&eth;ustu n&oacute;tt :)<br /> &AElig;j &eacute;g er kannski sm&aacute; l&ouml;t, enn&thorn;&aacute; &iacute; n&aacute;ttf&ouml;tunum,, &aelig;ji ma&eth;ur! &THORN;a&eth; er sunnudagur!<br /> Svo eftir pr&oacute;fi&eth; &aacute; morgun byrjar sko j&oacute;laundirb&uacute;ningurinn, &eacute;g og &Aacute;si &aelig;tlum a&eth; skrifa j&oacute;lakort, og &eacute;g og Sandra &aelig;tlum a&eth; baka pipark&ouml;kur, svo er &yacute;mislegt &iacute; gangi :) &eacute;g er svo fegin a&eth; vera b&uacute;in &aacute; morgun, &Aacute;si er ekki b&uacute;in fyrr en &aacute; fimmtudaginn :( &aacute;stin.. en &thorn;a&eth; er allt &iacute; lagi :)<br /> Skoh.. &thorn;arna kom &Aacute;si &uacute;r sturtu :D hehe.. &eacute;g &aelig;tla ekkert a&eth; hafa &thorn;etta miki&eth; lengra, &thorn;ar sem vi&eth; &thorn;urfum a&eth; fara a&eth; undirb&uacute;a okkur undir st&aelig;r&eth;fr&aelig;&eth;ipr&oacute;fi&eth;:)<br /> Sj&aacute;umst!<br /> </strong></p> ]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 13:15:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[..how do you dream when a mother has no change to say goodbye?]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/287928/how_do_you_dream_when_a_mother_has_no_change_to_say_goodbye</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Back on track!<br />&Oacute;j&aacute;.. &eacute;g er so back on track.. &eacute;g er komin aftur &iacute; sk&oacute;lann eftir 3ja vikna fr&iacute;, &eacute;g get sko aldeilis sagt a&eth; m&eacute;r var fari&eth; a&eth; lei&eth;ast nett miki&eth;..:)<br />M&eacute;r er allavega fari&eth; a&eth; batna vel og &thorn;a&eth; er f&iacute;nt.. er samt enn vi&eth;kv&aelig;m sem postul&iacute;n, m&aacute; ekki gera neitt..oh j&aelig;ja, &thorn;a&eth; ver&eth;ur a&eth; hafa &thorn;a&eth;.. &eacute;g hef um anna&eth; a&eth; sn&uacute;ast!<br />&Eacute;g er alltof langt eftir &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum..e&eth;a svona.. j&aacute; hj&aacute; &thorn;essum kennurum sem eru alltof g&oacute;&eth;ir me&eth; sig til a&eth; gefa manni eitthverjar uppl&yacute;singar.. sj&aacute;lfselsku f&iacute;lf! Allir a&eth; druna &aacute; manni pr&oacute;fum, n&yacute;skri&eth;in &uacute;r vetrardvalanum, og ma&eth;ur veit ekkert &uacute;r hverju er veri&eth; a&eth; pr&oacute;fa.. hva&eth; er eiginlega a&eth;? &Eacute;g &thorn;arf a&eth; komast &iacute; systemi&eth; aftur.. oh bj&aacute;nar!<br />En hva&eth; um &thorn;a&eth;, m&eacute;r hefur svosem gengi&eth; vel.. haha, &eacute;g m&aacute; alveg segja svo..<br />Er &ouml;ll a&eth; koma til.. fer aftur &iacute; bl&oacute;&eth;prufu &iacute; n&aelig;stu viku..j&aacute;j&aacute;.. &eacute;g er or&eth;in g&oacute;&eth; skoh..;) segjum &thorn;a&eth; bara!<br />&Eacute;g er or&eth;in alltof &thorn;reytt, sem fylgir &thorn;essu n&aacute;tt&uacute;rulega, en &eacute;g er a&eth; b&iacute;&eth;a eftir elskunni minni, &thorn;a&eth; sem &thorn;a&eth; er eitthversskonar &aelig;fingar&uacute;tkall... HAHA, hann var akkurat a&eth; koma :D &THORN;essi elska.. hann er b&oacute;kstaflega b&uacute;in a&eth; b&uacute;a hj&aacute; m&eacute;r s&iacute;&eth;ustu viku.. algj&ouml;rt kr&uacute;tt!<br />&AElig;j, &eacute;g er or&eth;in &thorn;reytt.. vi&eth; &aelig;tlum upp a&eth; l&uacute;lla..<br /><br />G&oacute;&eth;a n&oacute;tt!</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 23:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Keep holding on...]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/283811/Keep_holding_on</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>J&aacute;, h&eacute;r er &eacute;g.. Ligg h&eacute;r upp &iacute; r&uacute;mi &iacute; eitthverjum keng &iacute; myrkrinu, &Aacute;si n&yacute;vakna&eth;ur vi&eth; hli&eth;in&aacute; m&eacute;r a&eth; s&ouml;ngla Nickleback, hehe.. that&#39;s life. <br />&Eacute;g er enn&thorn;&aacute; heima, &thorn;ri&eth;ja vikan sem &eacute;g kem ekki &iacute; sk&oacute;lann e&eth;a geri eitt n&eacute; neitt. Byrja&eth;i a&eth; l&aelig;ra &iacute; g&aelig;r.. ger&eth;i 3 200 or&eth;a ritger&eth;ir &iacute; ensku og 3 ritanir &iacute; d&ouml;nsku. Miki&eth; rosalega t&oacute;k &thorn;a&eth; &aacute; a&eth; l&aelig;ra.. j&aacute; kalli&eth; mig aumingja! &THORN;a&eth; er erfitt a&eth; fara upp stigann :/ allt er erfitt..!<br />&Eacute;g sakna &thorn;oli&eth; sem &eacute;g var komin me&eth;, &eacute;g gaf mig alla fram, &eacute;g hef veri&eth; mj&ouml;g dugleg s&iacute;&eth;ustu m&aacute;nu&eth;i a&eth; n&aacute; upp &thorn;oli, meira a&eth; segja h&aelig;tt &aacute; asmalyfinu, e&eth;a svona, &aacute;kva&eth; sj&aacute;lf a&eth; h&aelig;tta.. og &thorn;&aacute; &thorn;etta.. og &eacute;g &thorn;arf a&eth; byrja &aacute; byrjunarreit! arg..<br /><br />&Eacute;g f&aelig; &uacute;r &thorn;ri&eth;ju bl&oacute;&eth;prufunni &aacute; fimmtudaginn.. vonandi g&oacute;&eth;ar fr&eacute;ttir &thorn;v&iacute; m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur eins og &eacute;g s&eacute; &iacute; stofufangelsi... &eacute;g veit bara ekki hva&eth; &eacute;g ger&eth;i rangt..<br />Missti af snj&oacute;num sem kom, v&aacute;, hva&eth; hann var fallegur og &eacute;g f&eacute;kk alveg &oacute;tr&uacute;lega l&ouml;ngun til j&oacute;lanna og allt sem &thorn;eim fylgir, m&eacute;r langa&eth;i svo &uacute;t &iacute; snj&oacute;inn... en hva&eth;, n&uacute;na &thorn;egar m&eacute;r er a&eth; batna &thorn;&aacute; er hann farin..:( &Eacute;g er r&eacute;tt a&eth; vona a&eth; hann komi flj&oacute;tlega aftur!<br /><br />&Eacute;g sakna sk&oacute;lans alveg hr&aelig;&eth;ilega miki&eth;.. &eacute;g er a&eth; reyna a&eth; halda kontakt vi&eth; kennaranna en &thorn;eir vir&eth;ast ekki allir vilja hj&aacute;lpa m&eacute;r.. &eacute;g hef a&eth;eins fengi&eth; uppl&yacute;singar fr&aacute; 3 kennurum af 6..leim!<br /><br />&AElig;j hva&eth; er &eacute;g a&eth; bulla.. m&eacute;r er &thorn;&oacute; a&eth; batna.. &eacute;g finn ekki lengur til &iacute; maganum og &eacute;g finn fyrir svengd en ekki fl&ouml;kurleika, &thorn;a&eth; koma &thorn;&oacute; t&iacute;mar sem &eacute;g f&aelig; stig e&eth;a krampa.. en &thorn;a&eth; er v&iacute;st bara eftirk&ouml;st.. <br />&Eacute;g vona svo innilega a&eth; &thorn;etta s&eacute; allt &aacute; ni&eth;urlei&eth;, &thorn;v&iacute; n&uacute; fer br&aacute;&eth;um pr&oacute;fundirb&uacute;ningur af sta&eth; og &eacute;g &aacute; eftir a&eth; gera alveg heilan helling.. bara l&iacute;kaminn r&aelig;&eth;ur ekki vi&eth; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; gera &thorn;etta allt &iacute; einu.. &thorn;i&eth; &aacute;ttu&eth; bara a&eth; sj&aacute; mig &iacute; g&aelig;r, &thorn;egar &eacute;g var b&uacute;in a&eth; l&aelig;ra og l&aelig;ra.. &eacute;g lag&eth;ist upp &iacute; r&uacute;m, alveg b&uacute;in, og &eacute;g skalf.. ekki &uacute;r kulda, heldur ofreynslu, og m&eacute;r lei&eth; svo illa.. v&aacute;.. &eacute;g m&aelig;li ekki me&eth; &thorn;essu!<br />J&aelig;ja, &aelig;tli ma&eth;ur &thorn;urfi ekki a&eth; fara a&eth; h&aelig;tta a&eth; v&aelig;la n&uacute;na, fara a&eth; hv&iacute;la sig.. <br />&thorn;a&eth; er v&iacute;st eina alv&ouml;ru batalei&eth;in..<br /><br />&Eacute;g kve&eth; &thorn;&aacute;.. me&eth; batnandi hug til a&eth; komast &iacute; sk&oacute;lann &iacute; n&aelig;stu viku..<br />Bonsoir!</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 23:25:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Cause you had a bad day.. or a bad weeks..]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/278428/Cause_you_had_a_bad_day_or_a_bad_weeks</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>J&aacute; gott f&oacute;lk, g&oacute;&eth;an dag..=)<br /><br />Afsaki&eth; &thorn;etta &aacute;stand, &thorn;a&eth; er b&uacute;i&eth; a&eth; vera MIKI&ETH; a&eth; gera og miki&eth; &iacute; gangi hj&aacute; okkur &thorn;annig &thorn;a&eth; er kannski ekki alltaf r&eacute;tti t&iacute;minn til a&eth; blogga..<br /><br />&THORN;etta byrja&eth;i samt a&eth;allega &thorn;annig a&eth; eitt&nbsp;m&aacute;nudagskv&ouml;ld kemur &Aacute;si &aacute; rekkask&aacute;tafund haltrandi, &eacute;g skil ekkert &iacute; &thorn;v&iacute;, hann er ekki vanur a&eth; haltra, &thorn;&aacute; haf&eth;i hann mei&eth;st &aacute; &aelig;finu, seinna &thorn;etta kv&ouml;ld l&aacute; hann &iacute; kv&ouml;lum &thorn;annig vi&eth; f&oacute;rum &aacute; vaktina, eins og allt bulli&eth; er &thorn;ar alltaf hreint, &thorn;&aacute; f&oacute;r hann &iacute; b&aelig;inn daginn eftir og var me&eth; rifinn v&ouml;&eth;va, gat illa gengi&eth; og m&aacute;tti ekkert gera..<br /><br />Tryggur var sendur&nbsp;&aacute; sj&uacute;krah&uacute;s &iacute; b&aelig;num r&uacute;mlega viku seinna,&nbsp; &thorn;a&eth; var keyrt &aacute; greyi&eth;, &thorn;r&iacute; f&oacute;tbrotinn minnir mig, en enda&eth;i allt me&eth; a&eth; hann var jar&eth;a&eth;ur n&aacute;lagt Kjalarnesinu =&#39;&#39;(&nbsp;&nbsp;Blessu&eth; s&eacute; minning hans elsku kr&uacute;tt..<br />Mikil sorg &thorn;ar sem hann &aacute;tti 2 daga &iacute; a&eth; ver&eth;a 1 &aacute;rs, e&eth;a 13. okt&oacute;ber, sama dag og vi&eth; &Aacute;si vorum 4gra m&aacute;na&eth;a og daginn eftir afm&aelig;li&eth; mitt. Sama dag og slysi&eth; var f&oacute;rum vi&eth; &iacute; b&aelig;inn og &Aacute;si f&eacute;kk n&yacute;jann hund, t&iacute;k, sem er vo&eth;a svipu&eth; Trygg nema oggu p&iacute;nu l&iacute;til og algj&ouml;r kr&uacute;tt=)<br /><br />&THORN;essa helgi f&oacute;rum vi&eth; &iacute; f&eacute;lags&uacute;tilegu me&eth; t&aelig;plega 100 kr&ouml;kkum! &Eacute;g veiktist &aacute; f&ouml;studagskv&ouml;ldinu me&eth; hita, litla matarlyst&nbsp;og bj&uacute;g undir augunum og var &thorn;annig alla helgina. <br />&Aacute; m&aacute;nudaginn &thorn;egar &eacute;g kom heim f&oacute;r &eacute;g til l&aelig;knis.. vorum &thorn;ar &iacute; 2 t&iacute;ma! En &aacute;st&aelig;&eth;an fyrir &thorn;v&iacute; er a&eth; &eacute;g var sko&eth;u&eth; og send &iacute; bl&oacute;&eth;prufu og &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; lei&eth;andi DRULLU marin &thorn;ar sem kjellann stakk mig!! Meina &thorn;a&eth;.. er me&eth; 3 cm st&oacute;rt mar og 2 cm &thorn;ykkt... &Uacute;t &uacute;r bl&oacute;&eth;prufunni kom annars vegar a&eth; &eacute;g v&aelig;ri me&eth; Einkirningss&oacute;tt, e&eth;a kossas&oacute;tt, sem l&yacute;sir s&eacute;r &thorn;annig a&eth; lifrin og milta&eth; st&aelig;kka. M&aacute; ekki reyna &aacute; mig, ofkeyra e&eth;a hlaupa, n&eacute; fara &iacute; leikfimi e&eth;a eitthva&eth; sl&iacute;kt, &thorn;v&iacute; &thorn;&aacute; er h&aelig;tta &aacute; a&eth; ska&eth;a lifrina e&eth;a milta&eth;. S&yacute;nilegu einkennin koma fram eftir 30 - 50 daga, &thorn;annig &thorn;etta hefur veri&eth; &iacute; m&eacute;r &iacute; d&aacute;ldin t&iacute;ma og &eacute;g get veri&eth; &iacute; allt a&eth; h&aacute;lft &aacute;r a&eth; n&aacute; m&eacute;r! <br />&THORN;etta er &oacute;tr&uacute;lega kvalarfullt og &thorn;a&eth; er ekki lengur til neitt sem kallast svengdartilfinning &thorn;v&iacute; &iacute; hvert skipti sem &eacute;g ver&eth; sv&ouml;ng finn &eacute;g fyrir fl&ouml;kurleika. Vont a&eth; anda, hiksta, hnerra, h&oacute;sta, alltaf me&eth; brj&oacute;stsvi&eth;a&nbsp;og &thorn;arf a&eth; sofa &iacute; &aacute;kve&eth;num stellingum. &THORN;a&eth; er tali&eth; a&eth; ma&eth;ur ver&eth;i slappur og &thorn;reyttur &iacute; nokkrar vikur og j&aacute;, &thorn;a&eth; er alveg r&eacute;tt!<br />&Eacute;g reikna samt &uacute;t a&eth; &eacute;g komi &iacute; sk&oacute;lann &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judaginn.. kjellan leggst sko ekkert &iacute; langan dvala;)<br />Til allrar hamingju er ofsa gott a&eth; eiga eitthvern a&eth; og &Aacute;si k&iacute;kir stundum &aacute; mig, &thorn;a&eth; er rosa gott a&eth; hafa hann svona hj&aacute; m&eacute;r =) =*<br /><br />&Eacute;g f&oacute;r &iacute; fyrsta b&oacute;klega &ouml;kut&iacute;mann &aacute; m&aacute;nudaginn, svo f&oacute;r &eacute;g &aacute; &thorn;ri&eth;judaginn og &iacute; g&aelig;r og er &thorn;ar a&eth; lei&eth;andi b&uacute;in me&eth; &Ouml;1, &aacute; a&eth; fara &iacute; verklegann &ouml;kut&iacute;ma &iacute; dag en &eacute;g veit ekki hvort &eacute;g treysti m&eacute;r, &thorn;a&eth; kemur bara &iacute; lj&oacute;s=)<br /><br />&AElig;jj &eacute;g &aelig;tla a&eth; segja &thorn;etta gott og hendast &iacute; sturtu og laga til fyrir fj&ouml;lskylduafm&aelig;li&eth; &aacute; sunnudaginn. &Oacute; M&AElig;! Held a&eth; &eacute;g s&eacute; komin me&eth; guluna... j&aacute; l&aelig;knirinn sag&eth;i a&eth; &thorn;a&eth; g&aelig;ti komi&eth; fyrir =S=S Hehehe...</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 10:52:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[That don´t kill me can only make me stronger]]></title>
		<link>http://gudbjorgg.bloggar.is/blogg/269346/That_dont_kill_me_can_only_make_me_stronger</link>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>J&aacute; g&oacute;&eth;an dag f&oacute;lk!<br />&THORN;a&eth; er &oacute;h&aelig;tt a&eth; segja a&eth; &eacute;g hafi veri&eth; upptekin, ekki b&uacute;in a&eth; komast almennilega &iacute; t&ouml;lvuna s&iacute;&eth;an sk&oacute;linn byrja&eth;i.. &iacute; alv&ouml;ru, allt a&eth; gerast..<br /><br />Er reyndar bara &iacute; vinnunni n&uacute;na, l&iacute;ti&eth; a&eth; gera og &aacute;kva&eth; a&eth; nota t&iacute;mann, f&oacute;lk er v&iacute;st ekki &aacute;n&aelig;gt me&eth; a&eth; &eacute;g bloggi ekki og &aacute;st&aelig;&eth;an fyrir &thorn;v&iacute; er einf&ouml;ld.. &thorn;a&eth; er svo margt sem hefur forgang fyrir t&ouml;lvuna og &eacute;g vildi &oacute;ska a&eth; m&eacute;r mundi lei&eth;ast eitthvern daginn!<br /><br />&Eacute;g vona bara a&eth; &thorn;i&eth; gefi&eth; m&eacute;r &thorn;olinm&aelig;&eth;i.. &thorn;i&eth; sem eru&eth; ekki s&aacute;tt vi&eth; mig, anna&eth; s&aelig;rir.<br /><br />Pr&oacute;fin eru komin &aacute; fullt n&uacute;na.. m&eacute;r hefur gengi&eth; &thorn;okkalega.. samt best &iacute; st&aelig;r&eth;fr&aelig;&eth;i..suprising..t&oacute;k mig &aacute;. Sk&oacute;linn tekur mikinn t&iacute;ma fr&aacute; m&eacute;r, er b&aelig;&eth;i lengi &iacute; sk&oacute;lanum og alveg bila&eth; miki&eth; a&eth; l&aelig;ra heima.<br /><br />Allt a&eth; gerast allssta&eth;ar..hehe.. veit ekkert hva&eth; &eacute;g get sagt. J&aacute;,&nbsp;DJ P&aacute;ll &Oacute;skar var a&eth; spila &aacute; mi&eth;vikudaginn sl. &thorn;a&eth; var mass&iacute;ft, vorum samt bara 5 vinirnir; &eacute;g, &Aacute;si, G&uacute;ss&iacute;, Maggi og J&oacute;hann, j&aacute; &thorn;etta var ekki vel m&aelig;tt ball en gott samt sem &aacute;&eth;ur, f&oacute;r a&eth; sofa kl. h&aacute;lf&nbsp;4 og vakna&eth;i &quot;fersk&quot; daginn eftir, balli&eth; var &iacute; Sandger&eth;i, var&nbsp;b&uacute;i&eth; kl. 1 og r&uacute;tan kom ekki strax og vi&eth; &Aacute;si vorum komin heim kl. 2, fengum okkur te og rista&eth; brau&eth; og f&oacute;rum svo a&eth; sofa.. og &eacute;g er ekki a&eth; dj&oacute;ka, &thorn;a&eth; voru svona 1 / 12 edr&uacute; &thorn;arna.. haha bara fyndi&eth;..:)<br /><br />En j&aacute;, &eacute;g hef ekki meira a&eth; segja nema, fyrirgefi&eth;i a&eth; &eacute;g skuli ekki geta&eth; blogga&eth; neitt.. m&eacute;r l&iacute;&eth;ur hr&aelig;&eth;ilega! ..&eacute;g &thorn;arf a&eth; skipuleggja mig betur og halda &iacute; &thorn;a&eth; a&eth; blogga allavega hvern laugardag, &thorn;egar &eacute;g er &iacute; vinnunni;)</strong></p>]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 13:18:43 +0000</pubDate>
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