And it won't take long before I break down and then collapse Bloggety BlogBlogBlog.

First of all I'd like to inform you of something: Some of you who read or have passed through reading my blog, might've had trouble with the archives. I fixed that today, so now you can get to the early days of my blogage without any hassle. Wooooo.

This week's been fairly good. I ran the Cooper-Test yesterday in gym, and for you who don't know what the hell I'm talking about: You run and see how far you get in 12minutes, and you get a grade for how long you get. I finished at 2620 metres which earned me a 5-, or a B-... anyway it was very cool seeing as I got 4th best in my class. The intention of this is that we do like a test run first (which is this one I'm talking about now) to see what our condition is like, and then we do a final run 4 weeks later, and that's the one that matters. So I'm going to have to work on my condition until then. Gurgh. Besides that, well... nothing. It's been like a regular week I guess. Filled to the rim with boredom/fun/boredom.

OO! OO! Today the 3rd season of Six Feet Under starts on NRK1! I love that show. Who knew a Funeral Home would make such good TV? Alan Ball that's who! But TV has taken a turn for the worse lately. Schedule-wise. You see, The Shield, which was aired on Thursdays around 11PM, is now on Friday at 11PM... The exact same time as Six Feet Under! It's absurd! And now they'll start sending The O.C. (another show I enjoy) on Sunday at the exact time I usually go to "my second home" namely school. I don't live at the school, but I have my own little place in the town where my school is, seeing as I can't commute. So that really makes me mad. First it was Buffy, now it's the O.C....

On another glum note, I think my Tennis-days are over for now. Autumn is coming and that means frost, and I highly doubt you can play tennis on a frosty court. I don't think that there's any in-door courts in Mosjoen so there won't be any playing in the autumn/winter. Why don't I play now, while the weather is somewhat playable you ask? Well to be honest, I've said I've gotten better, but I don't reckon I can hit the ball / run over to the other side / hit it back / run back again / miss the ball / swear and shout / run back / and cheer. As you might've gathered by now, I'm short on people to play with. I could try the Tennis-Club dudes, but I think that would just be, umm, bad... I'd swing by "Hello, do you mind if I can play a game against one of you?", they'll put a little smirk on their face while wipping out their 100$ tennis-rackets and play rock/paper/scissors on who will get to face me. Regardless of who wins rock/paper/scissors, they'll still kick my butt and I'll be forced to run off in a girly manner while crying. Well, I guess I have next year for tennis. Right now it's all, umm, mostly about the school.

I'm going to go make me some food before the show starts, so I'll leave you with this little blog for the night and hope you have a swell tomorrow.

Later, mah crew.

P.S: Hanna and Hanne, sorry I couldn't make it:( I hope that we can sort something out very soon, so that we could actually meet. Anyway, PARTY HARD!

Woof!
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