I wanna

...become a helicopter pilot... Or at least be allowed to pilot one. My bro just laughs at me when I say this. Guess who's gonna show him... I have had a love for the flying tin cans for years. I actually seriously considered joining up with the boys in green for the sake that I might be allowed to fly one of the babies. But nah, I let what my dad said kick me away from the dream of flying a fighter chopper, ' Tonje, they will never let you fly anything.' I am actually rather pissed at him for saying that, but heck that is all past now I guess. It is odd how different things could have been. I could have been in the army now. Would have finished Vidregånde (Norwegian last three years of high school) and then gotten my engineering education in the army. Was actually thinking about that for a long time, I guess I would have if I didn't get into Flekke. Flekke changed a lot of things. Except for that wish to pilot a flying tin can. Still wanna do that.