Realization

I want a tiger.

A massive white tiger.

A massive white tiger that needs to be fed horses.

I realise that I would really like one.

A tiger.

Tigger!

Tigger means beggar in Norwegian.

Stressing out.

Pony!

All tomorrow's parties.

Velvet Underground song. Blatantly plagiarised that.
So much has happened these past weeks, it's mad.
Had the surprise party of wonderful Alan on Friday which was a lot of fun.
Danced the Gangnam style-dance, whilst trying not to kick peoples' teeth out.
(What, you never know if someone passed out on the floor! Screw looking where you stomp!) The song is shit, but fun to dance to.

Took this one evening. The moon was so nicely reflected in the water, regrettably, a lot of houses were in the way, so you can't see it as well. Also, the quality died a bit when I used paint.

Watched Felix Baumgartner jump out of a balloon, breaking three -I think it was- world records and land safely on the ground.
Gave me goosebumps and duckbumps and all other kinds of bumps when he jumped. Intense moment right there, can't imagine what it must have been like to actually do it.

That makes me think about how advanced we have gotten in so little time. It's quite mad how intelligent a species we are. Yet, we're not intelligent enough to see we are destroying the planet we live on bit by bit.
Strange how money come before home.

I made a cake! It was originally meant as a birthday cake for two friends of mine, but they sort of didn't come over for it. But it was fine, Eveline came over instead! It was nice. It's gone now.

I don't think I've properly ever made a cake from scratch before, except those rollie-cake-things filled with jam in the household-class-thing. They don't really count though.
Shoooowing oooooff.

Anyhow, don't think I have anything else to say about that.
KTHXBYE!