We finally have a week off. Much needed. I'm off to Gbg in a few minutes.
Last night was so great, but I'm extremely tired now. Friday bar with my class mates and Prinsessan Eva was cozy and full of fläderblom cider. We ended up crashing a great party and dancing to old 90s tracks at the school that didn't accept me. But somehow I'm feeling okay that they didn't... I like the university so much that it doesn't seem to matter.