I can't believe it. This isn't supposed to happen in Norway. This haven't happened before either (I have to correct myself there, not after the 2 world war). A bomb went off in the center of Oslo (capital) around 3:30 P.M. today. I was safe at home when it happened, I heard a very loud noise, I instantly mistook it for thunder. People are hurt, two are confirmed dead, windows are broken, and the building which the bomb went off in, is now transparent. It still stands, but seriously, you can see right through it. Oslo does not look like Oslo anymore; It looks like a battlefield in some far away country. It's a complete chaos. It scares the li
So this is obviously my first journal entry. If you didn't get that, read the title and repeat until you do. Very good.
No, but seriously, I just felt like telling the few of you that actually bother reading this that it's 2 a.m. And I'm way past sleepiness, so I'm just full of things that do not, under any circumstances, make sense. The weird thing is that I most commonly get ideas of what to draw and so on in this state. Oh, the irony. No wonder I like surrealism. :D
Speak of the sun: I just remembered that I've got some scraps around the house. I think I might re-do them, because the ideas are... well, crazy. The cute kind of crazy.