Maria Alexandria

´´Notes: This one will be a little shorter, couse me and my sister are going to make pancakes =) The next one will be longer. ``

 

Franks POV

Kate had fallen asleep at the kitchen table, and I didn’t know what to do.

I decided to take her to my room so she could sleep on a bed.
Someone knocked on the door, and I went over and opened it.
It was Dave. He must have followed us.
”Where is she?” He screamed me right in my face, “tell me where the hell she is!”
”Get the hell out of here, or I’ll call the cops” I said back with a calmed voice.
I was about to shut the door when he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
”I don’t think so” He forced him self trough the door and closed it.
I stared at him. I was in shock, not knowing what to do.
”Tell me where she is” He screamed at me again. “Or I’ll shoot your friend”
He pointed the gun at Gerard that had just walked out of the kitchen.
What was I supposed to do?
”She’s in my bedroom” I didn’t know what else to do. “Just down the hall and to the left”
”Don’t think I’m that stupid, show me the way” Shit, I just hope Gerard was sober enough to call the cops.
I could feel the cold metal to my neck, and we walked down the hall.
”Wake her up, but don’t try something, or I’ll blow your head of” His voice was quiet.
”Kate?” I tried to sound calm, “wake up”
I could see her move, and her eyes started to open.

Kate’s POV

I heard Frank call my name, and started to wake up.
I opened my eyes, and I could see he standing by the door.
”Yes Frank, what is it?” He looked scared, I could see it in his eyes.
Then I saw the gun pointing to his head.
”Hello again Kate” Dave was holding the gun.
”Leave him alone” I screamed to him.
”Ok, maybe I will” He answered and lifted the gun and hit Frank in the head with it.
I screamed. “Don’t kill him, he hasn’t done anything to you”
”He has, he took you away from me” He pointed the gun at me.
”Come on babe, let’s get out of here” He said.
I looked down at Frank. He was unconscious, and blood was coming from his head and onto the floor.

“Come on, or I’ll shoot him” He pointed the gun at Frank. I didn’t know what else to do, so I got up and went over to him.
”Ok, I’ll come with you, but don’t hurt anyone else” I started to cry.
”I felt his hand on my shoulder and I started to walk out of the house. Where was Gerard?
”Get into the car” His mouth was just centimetres from my ear.
I did what he told me to, and after a while we were on the road.
”Where are we going?” I tried to sound as angry as possible.
”Shut up” He screamed at me. Fine, I didn’t want to talk to him anyway.
I just hope Frank is okay.
We drove for almost one hour. We stopped at an old house. It looked like it was hunted.

“Where are we?” I looked up at the building.
”Just do as I say, and I’ll tell you later” He pointed the gun at me again, “Now get out of the car and into the house”.
I did as he said, but when I reached the door, I turned around and kicked him hard.
He fell on the ground and lost the gun.
I quickly grabbed the gun and pointed it on him.
”Don’t you dear to shoot me” He whispered.
”And why not?” I asked him, still pointing the gun at him.
”Couse you still love me” He answered with a smirk.
”I don’t love you, and.. “ Suddenly I felt two arms around my waist and I felt the gun fall out of my hand and down at the ground.
I started to scream, and then I felt something at the back of my head and everything went black.

I'm reading this book, Lord Titanic, (I love everything that got something to do with Titanic) and this sentence showed up..

.. at the E-deck had the resturant-waiter Ray, just got to his room to get a warmer jacket. When he saw his roomate and colleague Frank sleep, he went right to him to wake him up and tell that he had to get out of bed..

This was after they had gone on the ice.. When I read it, I couldn't stop laughing! It's just wierd..
I'm sorry for the bad translating..

´´Notes: Miora and I decided to call it “Love is the red, the rose on your coffin door”.. I really don’t know if this story is going to be happy or sad.. We’ll just have to wait and see.. ``

 

I woke up by someone knocking at my door. I looked at my watch. Shit, it was already 11. I got up and took on a shirt and hurried to the door. And to my surprise it wasn’t Frank, it was Dave, my ex boyfriend.
”What the hell are you doing here?!” I said to him, almost screaming.

“Yeah, it’s nice to see you too” he answered.
”I thought you finally would leave me alone” this time I screamed at him.
I went back inside and locked the door. I ran up to my bedroom and started to cry.
Why wouldn’t he leave me alone?
I heard the door downstairs open again. Shit, I had forgot that he had an extra key to the door since he once time lived here.
I went over to the stairs and looked down. I could see him walking inside the living room.  I went back inside my bedroom and looked for my phone.

“Looking for this?” I heard Dave saying and turned around.
He was standing in the door with my phone in his hand.
”Get out of my house” I screamed at him.
”Let’s have some fun instead” Then I realized why he had come back.
”Get out you fucking son of a bitch” I screamed at him while he was moving slowly to me. I tried to run out, but he grabbed me and started to kiss me.
He tried to get his tongue inside my mouth, but I pressed my lips together.
I tried to run again, and reached the door, but it was locked.
”Don’t run away babe” His voice was disgusting.
I kicked him and run to the bathroom.

Franks POV
Me and Kate had decided to do something today, and I was suppose to pick her up at 11, but as usual, the traffic was horrible.
I finally arrived at 11:15. I was about to knock on her door when I noticed it was already open. I slowly opened it.
”Kate?” I heard some weird noises from upstairs and decided to go and check.

“Kate? Are you here?” I heard her call someone a son of a bitch and hurried over to the door where the sounds came form.
I putted my ear against it and tried to hear something, but the door was too thick.
Suddenly someone tried to open the door, but it was locked.
”Don’t run away babe” It was a male voice. Then I understood what that was happening.
I went downstairs again and went out and on the other side of the house.
I looked up. That must be the window to her bedroom.
There was a tree growing on the right of it.
I started to climb up the tree and when I got up I could see a male person trying to get inside of something that was properly a bathroom.
I looked to the right and saw another window. Maybe it was to the other room?
I tried to reach it and finally I did. I looked inside. Kate was sitting on the floor, crying.
I knocked at the window. She saw up and stared at me.

 

Kate’s POV

I heard someone knocking on the window and saw up. It was Frank climbing in.. a tree?! I hurried over to the window and opened it.
”Thank god you’re here” I said to him.
”Come, let’s get out of here” I took his hand and went out and into the tree.
Suddenly the door went up and Dave went inside.
He saw me and Frank in the window and hurried over.
I started to panic and started to climb fast downwards with Frank on the left of me.
I saw Dave turn and heard him run.
”shit, he’s coming” I said to Frank and let my grip of the tree go and jumped down to the ground. Frank did the same.

“Let’s get to the car” He said and grabbed my hand and started to run.
We got to his car and he started it.
I saw Dave coming running out of the front door.
”Let’s get the hell out of here” I screamed to Frank, and a few seconds later we were on the road.
”Who was that?” Frank looked at me.
”That was Dave, my ex boyfriend” I tried to calm down.
”Let’s go to my place, ok?”
”Ok” I was still scared and my hands were shaking, but Frank took one of them.
”Don’t worry, I’ll look after you” He was such a sweetheart.

Finally we arrived at his place. A small apartment that he shared with one of his band mates, a guy called Gerard. I think he’s Mikeys brother.
We went inside.
”I’m sorry it’s a mess, but what do you expect of two guys like us?” Frank smiled at me. I smiled back.
You can borrow some clothes if you wanna”
”Yeah, I think I should” I answered him. And he showed me the way to his room, which was even more messed up.
”Just find something.. if you can” He giggled. What a nice giggle.
I look around in his room and found a black pair of pants and a green sweater.
I was just about to get out when another guy passed me. He was apparently drunk.

“Dude, you look like a girl” He said with a smirk.
”Frankie?” I said with a loud voice and his head popped out of the kitchen.
”Yeah?.. Oh, that’s Gee, he’s always drunk..” He answered, “Just ignore him”.

I went out to the kitchen and Frank gave me a cup with coffee.

“Thanks” I said and started to drink it.
Gerard came into the kitchen.
”Dude, why is it two of you?” He said and sat down at the table, “and why do one of you look like a girl?” I started to giggle and Frank just burst into laugher.

I wished I could live like this, in a mess with two weird housemates. No stupid job and no stupid ex boyfriends that would come and start making out on you.

My eyes started to get heavy, and soon I was asleep.

´´Notes: yeah, I'm out with a new fanfic.. The old one sucked so I'm trying again.. And if anyone have an idea what to call it, just tell me, couse I don't got any fucking idea.. ´´

I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the display, it was my alarm that had started.
Slowly I got up and went into the bathroom.
This was me. A 22 year old woman.
Another boring day, with another boring job.
I got into the shower and soon I was on my way to job.
Yeah, I got the most boring job in the universe, I'm a teacher.
All I did the whole day was teaching small fucking kids how to do 1+1 and 2+2.

Finally. I heard the bell ring to lunch, and hurried out of the classroom.
Kids were running in the hallway, so I told them to take it easy.
”Kate!” I heard a voice call my name and turned around.
”Wait for me” it was Frank, another teacher.
”Wazzup Frankie?” I know he hated to be called Frankie, but I couldn’t resist it.
”Dude, don’t call me that” He acted hurt, “I was wondering if you wanted to skip the rest of the day, and go to the park or something?”
Yeah, he hated this job as much as me. That’s what I like with him.
”You don’t know how much I would like to do that” I answered with a big smile.
We went outside to his car. I don’t drive myself, I take the buss every morning.
”So how is your band thing going?” I asked as I stepped into his car, “I mean, do you guys get to do something?”
”We just finished our latest album, or it will become a album soon”
”Really?” I asked with a sarcastic tone, “What’s it called?”
”We haven’t got a name for it yet, but it’ll be awesome”

We drove for about a half hour before we reached the park, but Frank turned the car and went another way.
”Where are we going?” I asked him, “the park is that way”.

“We’re not going to the park” he answered with a smirk, “I’ve changed mind”
”Where are we going then?” He’s always changing his mind.
”I thought we go for coffee instead, and maybe for something to eat too?”
”Sounds fine to me”
We got to the café and went inside. It was a hot day, so almost all the people were sitting outside in the sun.
”Hey dude” we reached the counter, and I noticed Mikey worked today.
”Hi Mikey” I answered. “I’ll have one coffee with milk and just something to eat”
”Aren’t you two supposed to be at work?” Frank gave Mikey a look that made him shut up. Mikey was this person that always went to work.
After Frank had decided what to eat we found a table near the window.
”So why did you skip the work today?” Mikey came with the coffee, “to many kids or just for fun?”
”Jeezz Mikey, relax, we only wanted to do something else” Frank answered him.
We just talked for a while and suddenly the clock was already four.
”So what else do you want to do?” I looked at him.
”Umm.. Frank, it’s already four, don’t you think it is a good idea to get home?”
”What ever, but I got tomorrow off, wanna do something?” He looked at me with a smile. That smile.. Oh no, it makes me fall for him every time.
”Sure, do you mind driving me home?”
”Not at all” He was so handsome.
He drove of the road and down to my house. It wasn’t big, but big enough for me and my dog, Marco.
”Wanna come in?” I asked him as he stopped the car.
”No, I gotta get home too” He answered back and gave me a small kiss.
God, that felt amazing.

 

I'll translate it, but I'm not that good at spelling, so don't expect it to be perfekt =)

 

Dark, strange and dagerous. That's how other bands like The Killers and Kasabian has described My Chemical Romance. The english newspaper, The daily mirror, says that they're making kids hurt them self.. Sounds like really dangerous guys, but Impoc magazine took a sneak peak behind the scenes and talked to Ray, Frank and Mikey, who all showed up to be really good guys. All they really want to do is to sit home and read cartoons. My Chemical Romance is out with their latest album: The black parade, which has allready sold over 11 millions around the world.. (it's from November).

You recorded your first albun in nine days. Did you work this fast this time?
Ray: No, not at all. This time it tok over 6 months, but what's was really awsome, was that this time we colud work with the songs to they were truely finnished. Some of 'em didn't fit into the album, and they are on the B-side. We didn't do that with the two other albums.
Mikey: Our first album, it was 10 songs. That was all we had that time. We wrote the songs while we recorded them, and all came in the album.

I've heard that you read a lot of cartoons when you were younger..
Frank: We still do. We havn't grown up yet.. hehe..

Do you get some insperation from the cartoons?
Mikey: I think that all your experience gives you inspiration. People you meet, what yot read or even what you see at tv. Everything affects you and the music. Even this cup of coffee.. maybe it also gives a kind of inspiration?

What is your favorite cartoons then?
Mikey: I like "The Punisher". "Fabler" is really good too.

You went on tour with Green Day for a while, and now you've used theirs producer, Rob Cavallo, to your own album. Do you have a secret plan of get Green Day out of the spot light and take the place yourself?
Ray: Oh shit, you got us! No, it was actually under the tour we got to know that he wanted to work with us. The guys in Green Day thought we were a cool band, and told Rob that he should work with us.
Frank: Exactly, and we read it in a mag ourself. The journalist asked Rob which band he wanted to work with, and he answerd My Chemical Romance. We had thought of him earlier. He prosuced the "Jawbreakers" album, "dear you" and that's just amazing! It was their first album, and it was Rob that made them known! When we read that he wanted to work with us, we didn't belive it. It was the best thing that's happend to us!

Have you ever heard about/seen any norwegian band?
Ray: Norwegian bands? No, not exactly. Death metal, that's tha only thing I know avout Norway.

You're from New Jersey. Bon Jovi're also from there and have also recorded a album named "New Jersey". Do you think the album is worthful to be from your hometown?
Ray: Haha.. Yes, abselutly. Bon Jovi is the superhero at home. Bruce Springsteen too. If you don't like Springsteen and Bon Jovi when you're a kid, you'll get locked inside a closet.

Is it true? Who did that?
Frank: My parents. They are giant Sprigsteen fans. They took the speekers against the door and turned the volume to max and played album after album. It started to bleed out of my ears.
Ray: It's actually not allowe to not like Bon Jovi and Springsteen in New Jersey. It's true! It's like drive to fast with your car.
Frank: Exactly. And now I love 'em. Tha album "Nebraske" is a wonderful album!

What kind of music do you like, besides of Jovi and Sprigsteen?
Which tree albums would you take with you on a desert island?
Mikey: I would have taken.. "OK computer with Radiohead", "the Queen is dead with The Smiths" and ""Blurs, The great escape".
Frank: It would have to be.. "the Sergeant Pepper album with the Beatles", "Nirvanas in utero" and "Enter the 36 Chambers with Wu-tang clan".
Ray: I'll take "Pink Floyd - the wall" and...
Frank: Hey, that's a double albun, that means he's only to choose one more, right?
That's true, sorry..
Ray: Fuck it, then it'll be "Pink Floyd - the wall" and "Riel Alex'".. that'll be mine choises..

You're touring very much and spends then really much time in the tour bus.. Do you have some funny stories from the life on the road?
Mikey: You'll get dissapointed.. but we ain't a band that gatheres up stories like that.. We don't fight.. we're actually very kind small boys =)..
Ray: BUT.. I can tell you about our first tour to europe!.. We were suppose to get a tourbus with our own driver and all, but somthing went wrong, and we ended up spending the whole tour in a van. AND the only ones that could drive was the old drummer and the tourleeder.. It was horrible! We almost sat on each others in the back, and everyone went sick, couse noen of us had ever been to europe before.. Our phones didn't work neither, and we couldn't find a place to get this special card to them.. We coldn't even call home!
Mikey: We had almost nothing! Not even money to food!
Ray: That must have been the worst tour we've ever been on! The band we were touring with had (of course) a bus with two drivers and could without any troubles drive 13 hours at once.. And the whole tour was planned out of that all the bands would have a bus and driver! But we went the same trip in a van, without an extra driver..
Mikey: I still have physical scares from that tour. They'll never dissapear!

Do you still use the same van?
Ray: Very funny.. No, never. I would never gone inside that van again! A stone on tha pedal and down a hill, that wold be what I'd done with it!

What is the best moment you've ever expirienced on a tour?
Mikey: It has always been amazing to stand on a scene and play tha songs you've written at home in your basement, to thousand of kids! But it's even cooler to go to another place, a place you never thought you'd ever go to, just to see that it's many kids that loves your music there too! That feeling is not esay to beat!

Ok, here comes the most importan question: Which ringtones do you have on your phones?
Ray: I've got "Blue Öyster Cults - Don't fear the reaper".
Mikey: "Oasis - Wonderwall".

You don't have your own songs?
Mikey: No.. we were all ecited when the first tones came, and we all downloaded them. But the we understood that it was stupid to go around with our own song as the ringtone, specially if everyone in the band had it! So we decided to don't..

 

So.. that's it.. it's probarly some wrong spelling, but you did understand it, right??
I wonder what happend to Frank.. he just like, dissapeared..

YEY, the school was closed today becouse of the bad snow weather!
It'll be closed tomorrow too! It's like 2,5 meters with snow here now!
We'll get the whole next week at home too, becouse of the holydays..
We're not allowed to go out neither, and the roads are closed..
We couldn't even open the door today, and all the cars are under snow!

OMFG, forgive me, but I'm crazy right now..
I just found out that MCR are coming to Norway after all!!
And it is on Hovefestivalen, and that is 10 min from where I live!!
AND on top of that, my dad says that I'm allowed to go!!
AND Im going to work there!!! maybe.. wait for an answer still..

I really need to calm down...
Fuck me.. sorry..

*skriker* yey, jeg har akkuratt fått høre at MCR kommer til Norge i sommer angående hovefestivalen!! Jeg bor liksom 10 min unna og skal dit!!
Det sto på http://www.vg.no/pub/vgart.hbs?artid=152176 men det står også at de er emo.. det er de ikke =@

And to all of u that don't understand this, it's not important for those who don't live in Norway =)

It's something wierd going on.. when I try to get into the MCR fans thing, it comes a sign with: "you must be over 18 to get in here" or something? Is this some kind of "error" or must we be over 18 to get in from now on?? Couse that pisses me!

Maria..

We worked for a couple more weeks, getting the rest of our material together, knowing we would have time to write more songs in Los Angeles.
We packed up our things, said our good-byes and got on an airplane.

We hate airplanes.

We stepped out of the baggage claim at LAX and into the rain outside.
I should mention that every time we go to Los Angeles for any reason at all, it rains for the duration of our stay.
People would always say like "Man, this is the most rain we've ever gotten in Los Angeles!" and "You guys always bring the rain!" It seemed like that.

We hopped in a rental car and started driving.
It was lat at night when we pulled up to these menacing iron gates, which hels a sign that said:

The paramour private residence..  No honking..

Bob hit a buzzer, exchanged some words with an intercom, and the gates slowly opened.
I always thought this was for the desired effect of makeing it as creepy as possible when you went in, and it worked.
We stepped out of the car, grabbed our bags, and were let into our new home, The Paramour.
It even sound menacing, doesn't it? It was..

As soon as you stepped in, you got a "Shining" vibe.
Right away it felt like this place was going to consume you and eventually it would.
There were so many hallways that seemed to lead somewhere very dark, stairways that led to places that were very cold.
The whole place was cold.
The whole place seemed haunted.
We figured this would work for us.

The next day our gear arrived and we set up.
You could tell that no one had slept very well on account of the cold or the fact that you always felt like someone was watching you.
We set up the gear in this giant room with these amazing chandeliers and a Dutch-looking wood ceiling.
The room sounded dark, but it would work for what we needed.

Rob was super-friendly and very sweet.
He was very natural and didn't try and put up a front, he didn't act like a producer that had sold millions of albums.
We asked him if we could play him some songs and instantly we had a chemistry.

I think he understood what we wanted to do as soon as we opened up with "THE END/DEAD!" you could see his eyes he was very excited.

We waited until the fourth song to play "Mama", something we knew would make or break how we felt about a producer based on his reaction.

Rob could barely contain himself.

He was instantly engaged by the verse.. but when the chorus hit, he uncontrollably stood up and raised his arms in the air.
I think he mouthed the word "fuck".
When it was over his jaw was wide open.
He then cracked one of the biggest smiles I had ever seen.
He was so proud it was like we were already working together.. so we went out for a steak dinner and asked him to produce the album.
It was a great night and one we'll all remember for a long time.

I should mention that I developed some pretty strong social anxiety while living in Queens at the time.
I was completly unable to adjust to living a normal life and the neighborhoos was rife with teenagers, which put me on edge.
I had started to feel old.
I started to feel like I couldn't connect with anyone.
Riding the subway into the city, I would often find myself nervous and paranoid, especially when school let out.
It was pretty comical.
One day while riding the train, the subway car filled with tons of school kids, I started to have straight up panic attack.
To deal with this I hid under my notebook and just started to write lyrics..

Some days were harder than others.. sometimes we would just smoke a ton of cigarettes and just stare at each other, sometimes we eould hit on something and magic would happen.

One of those moments was a song called "Mama". I remember we played an arena in Chicago and this line "Mama, we all go to hell" just hit me, along with a melody.
Ray and I worked out a small guitar part to go along with the melody and we tried it right away at sound check.
I think we all knew as soon as we played it that it was some kind of new direction for us, one that was more theatrical than anything we had done.. to us it was even more "cabaret" than "You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison".

It was pure. It was raw. It was unshamed.

So we dug up her bones and started to work on her.
By the time we had completed most of her parts we realized we had raised a creative bar for ourselves.
Simply playing aggressive/melodic/driving songs wasn't going to cut it anymore.
There had to be a new sound.
It was around this time that we realized we were going to make very epic sounding record.
"The End" came shortly after, and we butted it against "DEAD" and we had our start to the record.. now we had to make some cuts.

We had around eight songs we felt pretty strongly about when we asked producer Rob Cavallo to come meet us.
Rob had been expressing great intrest in producing us, and we had great interest in meeting him.
Not only did he produce every Green Day record since Dookie, but he had done a record by Jawbreaker called Dear You.
This record was the template for certain songs off of Revenge like "Helena" and "Give 'Em Hell, Kid".

It contained a guitar sound called "white-hot guitar," something to this day producers and bands try and re-creat.
And not only had Rob engineered this sound, but he had proven himself a versatile producer, capable of epic things.

Every record you make brings you closer to the end of your band.
That's why it's so painful - but that's also why it's so special.

You have your whole life to write the first album, then, when you've discovered who you are, you extend and hone those ideas for your second.
But to make the third you need to find yourselfs all over again, you need to reinvent yourselfs.
You need to find what you fear the most - then you need to become it.

After the holidays had passed and a few phone conversations were exchanged, we met up at S.I.R studios in New York City to start sifting through the material for the next album.
We missed each other a great deal and we exchanged stories and hugs.

It was as if a group of survivors had met up for drinks, joking about that time they almost didn't make it.

We worked all day, every day.
We could commute home only to start again the next day, and it was severaly cold this winter in NYC.
I remember one time stepping in a puddle of slush so deep and so cold I almost collapsed from shock.

We had about fourteen songs at this point if I remember correctly.
Some of which we were unsure of, other we had a very good feeling about.
We focused on whar we had a good feeling about becouse we felt something spscial was underneath all the rubble if we just dug for it.
Another ting to mention is that we don't "jam".
I remember we tried it once while writing songs for bullets and it just ended up being a mess.
There was always an idea, always a battle plan.

It was mere moments before we took the stage in a small club somewhere in Australia.
It was right before they killed the lights but the hallway we stood in was dark and hot. Real hot.
The crowd was growing impatient as our crew ran the final equipment checks and it suddenly occurred to us that this was indeed our last show on the "revenge" tour.
And while none of us remember for certain how many shows we played, we knew that the fight, the journey, took us from the basements to the arenas.. out of the van and into the lions.
It had been a long two years and our faces didn't look the same, our bodies now responded differently.. sometimes with instinct and reflex, other times sluggish with injury.
But we never stopped playing.. it was always about the show. It's what kapt us alive.

We did our ritual eighty jumping jacks together, Frank never did them on account of his consistent nausea before we played, Mikey also never did them.. I think becouse of nerves.
We hugged each other one last time, thanked one another for giving it their all for so long, and for other personal reasons.
We held our breath. Everything went black and we walked out to feedback, which we always did at small clubs.
Keep it simple.

I don't remember too much about the show.. I remember having a blast as usual.
We had just played two of the biggest shows of our lives supporting Green Day in Australian stadiums and it was always a rush to go from a stadium to a club.
The mathematics of the situation always led to a volatile set.
You were guaranteed a burner. There were two injuries that night on account of reckless abandon.
We didn't want it to end.

I think meybe we were afraid of what was comeing.
We had no idea what was comeing.

We said ours goodbyes the next morning in the hotel lobby and we went our separate ways.
I was going on vacation in Japan, something that would further my feelings of alienation I developed while playing the arenas.
But I love Japan.. it's my favorite place in the whole world and you can be invisible there.
I wouldn't see the guys for about a month or more, the longest I have ever gone without them and I was upset by this - it felt like losing your appendages.
It was painful.
But makeing a racord is even more painful.

Hi, just found out that people at the eastcoast of USA is 5 hours behind people in Norway, almost..
Then it's even more for the people at the westcoast of USA.. that means that it's harder for us to talk with u guys at the same time..
Right now it's 12:16.. at daytime..

Just wanted to tell u guys!
Hugs Maria or mthows1