I live in a small town in North-Norway. It's always raining or snowing or just clouded up here, but every once in a while the sun chares it's warm light with us and for a while my small city don't seem so away from everything else. I often look out the window from the backseat of my parents car, or from the big and spaceious window-pane in my room, with music in my ears, thinking; wow, this place really looks like Forks! You know Forks, the little town with all the sexy vampires and werewolfs just happening to be hanging around. Then I start thinking about other things, like how small my life is. There is nothing like the sky when you want to feel small. Of course I don't only think about those things, I'm not emo.. I also think about how hot Justin Bieber and Taylor Lautner looks, and how nice it is that someone saves the hottnes of my generation. And after drewling over their hotness I start moving on to older hotties, like Johnny Depp and Matthew Maconahay, and then even older, like George Clooney, but after that I stop, fearing I might find something hot about Hugh Hefner.
And so one of these days I was thinking about all of the above but then I came to the Hugh Hefner part and I stopped thinking and found out, hey I should have a blog to tell everyone whats going on in my messy head, and well here I am, hoping someone will find my thoughts a bit more interesting than I do...
