Summer time

After a stressful week comes summer time, but can it really be called summer? The last week of praktik was pretty okay. School was less okay, in fact the only positive thing I can remember is seeing my lovely friends.

Recap of last week..
Monday: Library to work on report. Barbeque at childhood friend's place. Meet other friends in town for coffee (fika).
Tuesday: Library to work on report. Sent in report sometime that night.
Wednesday: Read everyone else's report and make comments. How hard it was to find something negative in a practically perfect report!
Thursday: Opponing (if that's the English word for opponering) at school. Not. Fun.
Friday: Go to Sjuntorp to get papers signed. Bring back papers to Trollhättan. Go to Mala's gradutaion and try to make it to Hager's and Sabah's too. Go to the University and work on the final version of the report, due Monday morning, library closed all weekend. Go to Mala's dinner in Göta. Go to Hager's dinner in Trollhättan. Go to Soso's dinner in Trollhättan. Come home. Pass out.
Saturday: Clean house. Barbeque during evening. Awesome.
Sunday: Work ass off on report and sent it in at about 4 a.m. Freedom at last.




Saturday was the highlight of my week. Total awesomeness. ♥

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