I cant understand how Elizabeth Arden's Eight Hour Cream can be so popular. It smells like shit!

Sundays seems to vary from being very boring, completely devoid of any action to be absolutely packed with things to do. Todays the latter. Just came back from a fika* (*non-translateable swedish word. A fika is meeting someone for coffee/tea/fizzy drink and maybe something sweet to it, or maybe not.) with my best friend Nettan. Now back at home I need to tidy up and clean the flat. Do the dishes. Excercise. Shower. Pay bills. Go check on Hannas flat on the other side of town. Food shop before going to Maddes flat for some girls talk.

Gotta get going!

20th of March

It was time for a lovely first yesterday: the first time to use sunglasses for the year.
This event put such a light feeling to everything that even though I stayed at work untill after 6pm yesterday (when the rest of my office dissapered sometime around 4pm) I managed to do quite alot of studies sitting on the train.
Then I went to one of my best friends flat for dinner with some of her friends from uni.
And today it's friday! I am going to grandfather's today after work. We're gonna have sushi dinner together. I'm looking forward to it already. Even though we txt every day it's still not the same as spending time together, and I havn't been there for a while now.

After that I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. That is to say, I got absolute tons to do, but just no social plans. I'll probably squeeze something in though; I havn't met Nettan and baby Ellan in forever and that usually takes predecendence over 'shoulds' when it comes to studies.

I wonder how Hanna's doing. She should've arrived in Wellington by now. Hope I'll get an update soon.

Emergency announcement

I cant be reached on my private phone.
You have to call my work phone....