Wow... I haven't posted anything here in over a year.
That. Is. So. Lazy.
I've lived in England, but I don't anymore. I kind of miss it, but I missed Norway more when I was living in Wolverhampton. So I guess for now, this is supposed to be my home. I got myself a flat near my mom. Still living with my fabulous cat. I couldn't bring him with me to England, so he spent the year with my mom.
As sad as it is, there isn't really much to tell. It's been an uneventful year. I've finished getting my BA in illustration, and I'm going back to wolverhampton in september for the graduation ceremony. I'm looking forward to going back and hanging out with some of the friends we made there.
The boyfriend is no more. Which I guess is good, because he turned out to be an ass. Not a complete ass, but still an ass.
I don't know what I will be doing this year. I want to do some courses in maths and chemistry and other subjects that I'm lacking to get into nutrition next year (she said and tried to pretend her grades were good enough to get accepted into that shit). If that doesn't work out, I don't really know what I want to do. It's to far away to care. I guess I'll just keep working like I've done for the last few years and see what I want to do.
But I really want to become a nutritionist so if I have to attend night classes to get my grades up to the ridiculously high standard that they want, then I might just have to do that.
Why did my grades have to be so...average? I'm starting to think that maybe, just maybe...I should have paid attention at school when I was younger. It's a strange thought.
Anyway. I'm at work now. I've been doing night shifts all summer, ever since I came home. It's well paid, quiet and I get to read a lot. Colour me happy. Even though the lack of sleep makes me kind of loopy, I like working nights.
And now it's time to do just that. You know...work...
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