Elin M. Ellingsen

The first seventeen days of February were completely spent on my bachelor thesis. You have no idea how great I felt when I handed it in on the 17th. I hadn’t picked up a real novel in a little over a month because I was too afraid I would procrastinate by reading. However, I wasn’t able to read as much in the following days since I had a couple of other things going on. I visited my friends to help them repaint their flat before moving out, had to sew my sister a Little Red Ridinghood cape for carnival, and get a lot of things sorted out …