...Yeah, that's more or less the number of times I write in this thing. For those of you who didn't get that 'this thing' was my journal = You are a cookie. Permanently.

Yes, I'm still from Norway, so for those of you who are new: My. English. Sucks. Ice-sticks.

Now, what did I want to write about? Oh, yes. I love my school. I can't imagine a life without it now. It's amazing. I get to do exactly what I love in the classes, I get to be as creative as possible, and there's more or less NO LIMITS.

I get a lot of inspiration from my friends to write stories and paint things, but I never get around to do it. and that sucks. Because some of the things I've thought about is pretty awesome stuff. If I may say so myself (And I may!). I don't get so much time to spend on DA, though, since my friends are always dragging me somewhere, and I hardly sleep in my own bed anymore. Don't ask why, because I will not tell you. Haha.

Now, there's one thing I'd like to tell everyone who reads this, though. And old friend of mine (Seriously, I haven't talked to him in like 2-3 years), he's got a deviantART. And he's very talented at taking pictures, I suggest you check out his account.

Aaand... <-- Dooo eeet. You know you want to.

Well, that's it for this time. Not too sure that I'm ever going to write in this thing again, but who cares. Hope you all are having a wonderful weekend of getting drunk, fuck and fight.

Peace out. :'3