Life goes on.
A month has already gone since I came back home.
It's not nice to think that, but at least I can say that time has flown quite quickly.
I miss Finland and people there so bad. :'/
I wish it was already July. THE END. The end of this school, the end of an important part of my life and all. But then? Then what? I'm confused but not that much probably.
I have my "dreams" which are not so impossible to realise, I think or at least,I hope. :-)
I just have to work hard and have confidence in me.
But why the hell should I now go to study Art History? I mean, what's the point in it. :D Ok, personal culture.
Bye bye. <3