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Tainted Love

Nacksta is empty in these days. Most of the students have left to Uppsala where they celebrate a huge 3-days-student party. Although I like party, this is not what I want. Anyway, I tried this weekend my luck at Sundsvall. Last night I stayed at home, because I thought nobody would go to the salsa-party. Instead I watched a movie at 18a.
Today was the 30th of April. At this day the swedish seem to say good bye to the winter. They have fires at several places of the town and fireworks everywhere. We went to Norra Berget for watching a fire. Afterwards I prepared for Kårhuset. Believing the advertising, I believed a full house as at the last party of december where people would have to beg for getting inside. It was not as full as last december, but there were far more people than usual. It was almost as last semester. The music was even great. Once they opend the old dance floor they played very good music, i.e. 80's remixes. We danced until the end which was already at 2am - as usual.
On the way home a stupid lonely swedish girl stole our 6-people-taxi which we had ordered. Damn...
But except from that was the day good. I even got a postcard from mejico! Great. Come what may come. Although tomorrow is free, I plan to go to university tomorrow. I was too lazy during the past days. I need to work on my article or I will never get deeper into the material.

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Professor Howdy said…
Hello!
Very good posting.
Thank you - Have a good day!!!

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