Secret # 101.

"I do want to look good. Just like everyone else, girls particularly. I want people walking by on the street to think 'She's really pretty.' Whether wearing a cute dress or normal jeans, just like any other girl, I want to be content with myself. I want to look in the mirror and smile, because I look the way I feel - young, fresh, natural and more importantly: Happy."

A splash of color.

A grey layout seemed so depressing and sad when everything else is so depressing and sad. No matter how many hot showers I take, I still feel like the cold has taking over my body. Why can't just winter show up and get over with it, so the real deal can start? 'cause right now I'm frozen 24/7. I hate in-between coldness, it's not real cold, but it's definitely not nice either.

Happy birthday.

Well, you're not turning fifteen until an other two more days pass.

Imagine, you've been my best friend for six years now. You're just great, you know that, right?

Like a dream.

I suck. I'm sorry. To the few people actually making an attempt of checking into this blog once in a while: I have to admit I'm not that good at keeping this English blog up to date, not as good as I am with the Norwegian one. Bear with me, there's been a lot going on lately. Lots and lots of track practices, some meets, and more practice. I've been in season for over eight months now. End of January until now. I'm starting to feel it. It's been one big roller-coaster of a season, with both ups and downs. I'm really excited about starting the indoor season though, it's going to be great. I've got so many plans and so many expectations, and I know what I've got to do. Work hard, and just reach and extend limits.

So what's been up lately? School's started again, and it's quite different than Plant. Really different, to tell you the truth. But I don't mind, it's great to be back. It honestly is. I've missed seeing everyone, and the environment. Even though it's in the low 30s in the mornings now and it's getting colder and more depressing day by day, it's great to be back.
But I miss you guys. A lot. I miss Tampa. It's surreal, and so distant. It's like a different life. Sometimes I wonder if it was real all of it, whether all the people I met exists or not. I'm still talking to some of you, so you kind of have to exist, but you seem so far away. Sometimes it feels like I've just been dreaming, that I could've never actually been to all those places and met all those people and experienced so much. It's just surreal. Somebody pinch me.

Searching.

We're all searching for something. We don't necessarily know what. We're searching for different things. Some people aren't sure of what they're searching for, all they know is that they have not found it yet. Some hope they'll know what it is when they find it. We're searching in every direction, back and forth, and we're feeling more and more despair when time goes by and we have still not found it. But maybe what we're searching for is laying straight in front of us.