I’ve been on this earth for 18 years now. I’ve made friends and lost some. I’ve gone to school for 12 years, starting my 13th this year. I’ve read countless books and seen even more movies. I listen to music every day and I know what I like to listen to.
I’ve taken gymnastics when I was little, done one class of ballet and played handball for 6 years before I had to give it up because of injury.
I’ve played for the Norwegian team at an international handball cup, which we won. I’ve played for older teams since I was 13/14 and I got a good reputation in the handball community.
At school I’ve written lots of essays, both creative writings and articles. I’ve learned 3 years or German and done 12 years of English.
I’ve got 5 younger siblings, 16, 10, 5, 3 and 2 years old.
I love tv-shows, comics, drawing, fitness and writing. I’ve dedicated a blog to motivation myself and others to become a healthier version of themselves, and I’d admit myself that I think I’d helped a few.
I’ve decided that in a year I’m gonna join the military to help serve my country and others in need in case there would be a need for me to do so.
When I was 14 I decided I would become a cop, which I am still going to do. When I retire I’m going to work for the child protection until I am no longer able to do so.
Even after writing all of this there are so much more behind me as a person
- So why would you insist on talking about my body?