Ok. So, first of; I have a problem with titles. Another thing I have problems with, is change. It took alot of me to start a year with flowerist classes in Hardanger, Norway, but now it will take a whole lot more to start another year at a school back home because I am so used to watch high mountains and long fjords while I work. Hell.

We have started to wash our rooms so it's ready to be given away to the next year students. I don't want to give my room away, even though I earn 1500kr (around 150$) for it. It's a deposit.
Next year will not have any pratical classes, just math and such. Which I SUCK at. Big tiem. But since I am done with English and "Society"-classes, I can consentrate harder on my math-lacking-skills. Maybe I will need them when and if I will become a recruit the next year after hell-year-at-school-back-home.

My God.
No Mountains to stare at while the teacher speak nonsense.
No fjords to envy while I slit my fingers with a tapet-knife with an accident.
No flowers to smell while my head explodes in math-classes.
No fresh air to breathe in and no more 5000km away from parents.

PS: I am NOT excited! The fucking mood changer died on me! :'(