ANNIKA THE NORSE GIRL 
by Hamlet



KRISTINA HER FRIEND

ANNIKA'S JEALOUSY

Stephen was laying the tables for dinner at the Clarendon Hotel in Deal, not
able to concentrate on his work at all. Yet his mind was all over the place
and he was so confused. He just could not focus on what he was doing. All he
could think about was his Norselandic girlfriend Annika and nothing else. He
had just been playing the famous aria Porgi d'amor, from The Marriage of
Figaro by Mozart over and over again in his room at home, one of the most
beautiful love songs ever written. He was constantly thinking not just of
Annika but of the words of that song as he hummed the tune to himself.

Porgi, amor, qualche ristoro, O Love, give me some remedy

Al mio duolo, a'miei sospir! For my sorrow, for my sighs!

O mi rendi il mio tesoro, Either give me my darling

O mi lascia almen morir. Or at least let me die.

Being someone who was interested in studying and was about to study Philosophy
at the University of York this year he thought about his love obsession. He
knew that literature and poetry had often described love as a kind of madness,
and the medical profession took a similar approach. According to the
Hippocratic Medicine view, passionate love would almost always fade or turn
into 'love melancholy' "" this was a form of depression or sadness.�
Passionate love was the love in the "honeymoon phase", the beginning of new
love, but it burnt itself out after a year or two, compassionate love was what
occurred after passionate love faded, it was a stronger bond of
companionship.� In both cases, lovesickness could be experienced if love was
lost or unrequited.

In 1915,� Sigmund Freud� had asked rhetorically, "Isn't what we mean by
'falling in love' a kind of sickness and craziness, an illusion, a blindness
to what the loved person is really like".� Long before Freud, in 360 B.C.E,
Plato stated, "Love is a serious mental disease," and Socrates added that
"Love is a madness".� Love sickness wasn't just a form of expression for those
head-over-heels, but has been studied as an actual illness.

He had invited Annika to come to see his parents this evening and they had
invited her for dinner. He was full of inner conflict as part of him was
almost shouting into his brain telling him clearly that this was a mistake,
that there was something ridiculous about the whole decision to invite her.
This was a voice shouting into his mind that this evening would be a complete
and total disaster, just like his first date.

His mind went back to the first date he had ever been on back in Zambia when
he was 17 and had just left school . He had remembered how his parents had
sabotaged the whole evening whether intentionally or not. He had asked a white
girl there whom he had met at a party to go on a date with him.

He remembered how his mother had constantly put doubts beforehand in his mind
by telling him that he would not be able to have an intellectual conversation
with her at all, that as a man he had to entertain her and she did not have to
entertain him, that when she was young men had to be amusing and witty and if
she was bored with him she would never see the man again, He began the date
full of fear that it would be his responsibility how the evening turned out to
be

Meanwhile Annika was ready to meet Stephen's parents. she looked absolutely
stunning with her long flowing blonde hair her face covered in deep mascara
and her huge cleavage with her enormous breasts overflowing from her
skin-tight jacket. She decided to stun his parents by wearing shiny black
leather as she stood admiring herself in the mirror standing nearly 7 foot
tall,

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.it was her school friend Kristina. She
knew that Kristina hated her relationship with Stephen and wanted it to end at
all costs.as she stood there by the door looking almost as impressive dressed
in a low fitting bra and thigh length boots.

Hello Annika I see that you are now going to meet this foreigner's parents. I
thought you might like to know that I saw him talking to a foreign woman in
the hotel bar and he was laughing about this Norselandic girlfriend saying she
was was bigger than a man. I overheard all their conversation '

Hallo Annika, jeg ser at du naa skal moote denne utlendingens foreldre. Jeg
tenkte at du kanskje kunne tenke deg aa vite at jeg saa ham snakke med en
fremmed kvinne i hotellbaren, og han lo av at denne Norselandske kj�resten sa
at hun var stoorre enn en mann. Jeg overhoorte all samtalen deres '

Annika grabbed Kristina by the arms and shouted in her face.

'It's not true.it's not true. Tell me Kristina It's not true!' she shouted in
her face so that the whole hotel could hear.

'Det er ikke sant. Det er ikke sant. Si meg Kristina Det er ikke sant!

D

'Calm down Annika. So, you're really jealous, as that famous English writer
Shakespeare wrote

Beware of jealousy, it's a green-eyed monster that makes fun of the victims it
devours. The woman who knows her boyfriend is cheating on her is happy,
because at least she isn't friends with the woman he's sleeping with. But
think of the unhappiness of a woman who worships her partner, yet doubts his
faithfulness.

She suspects him, but still loves him.'

Ro deg ned Annika. Saa du er virkelig sjalu, som den beroomte engelske
forfatteren Shakespeare skrev

Pass paa sjalusi, det er et groonnooyet skr�msli som gjoor narr av ofrene den
sluker. Kvinnen som kjenner kj�resten sin som jukser henne, er lykkelig,
fordi hun i det minste ikke er venn med kvinnen han sover hos. Men tenk paa
ulykken til en kvinne som tilber partneren sin, men tviler likevel paa hans
trofasthet.

Hun mistenker ham, men elsker ham fortsatt. '

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