Jag vill hem!
Jag. Vill. Hem!
Om jag inte sagt det så kan jag ju meddela att imorgon åker jag till Österrike. Salaaalooom, baby!
Så the blooooging kommer väl ligga lite på is under nästa vecka. men det borde ni överleva, ni få tappra själar som fortfarande besöker min enkla - och bara ibland läsvärda - blogg.
Nu ropar Lillie (undeeeerbaaara människa!) på mig. Got to go.
Over and out!
I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half.
Anna: vad yrar du om?