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Easy Like a Sunday Morning

As the week before I did not find much motivation for writing further on my seminar. I still have a few pages to write, but it so boring, that I am really really slow. Tomorrow will be the last day. And I have to call the inspector for an inspection this week, so that I can move to 16B on thursday. Until thursday the moving, cleaning, inspection and seminar-presentation has to be done. I would like to go on with artificial intelligence, but because of my economical seminar I don't have time for it. And my eyes start to become tired from all-the-time-at-the-screen-looking.
Friday was a party at 16D. Nice, but I was tired from my seminar, so I took the opportunity to go home when Hendrik arrived. He and Timo had their thesis presentation this week. In one year I still hope to do the same. On saturday I stood up earlier for the seminar. At 5pm I went to a private Salsa course with Julia, Linda and Göran near the carlsberg brewery (haha, i know the source now, skål!). The best course I ever visited (not because of carlsberg)! I enjoyed it so much. I would like to do it more often. We trained more than two hours for being prepared for the evenings salsa party. But on our way to the evenings party we received a call that the party would be boring, so we went to Skeppsbrokällaren. Again a good choice. I like it. By now it's better than anything else in Sundsvall. But somehow, we ended up at Kårhuset, where was nobody than a few exchange students.
This morning I got the news that the first exchangers who arrived at the salsa party were just too early, so nobody has been there. Not knowing that parties start at 11 they spread the news salsa party would not be a good choice for the evening. But a few stood and they told about an amazing party. Nevertheless, my evening was nice anyway.
It was even so nice that I slep as well as I have not done for a long time. I was really relaxed this morning and would have liked to go out or doing anything. Anything, but seminar.

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