Thanks mr. Yankovich.

But really, I love it. Running weight-in-flight machinery and getting real paid is alot more zen than spending time in the library living on borrowed money. Also it'll just be a year, it'll do me good in the end.

I didn't pass the urban geography exam, btw. Now I am finnishing of my bachelors essay, that is due in tomorrow at noon.

If THAT isn't passed next year, I will just have to kick my self. =)

This Is rather silly. And in 13 hours I have an exam worth almost half-a-semester of credits. Damn urban geography.

Well, I really ought to write somethinh here... Ehh, I moved into a dorm room a couple of weeks ago, and last saturday we threw a party in the
corridor.

Over six litres of home made wine, a six pack of beer, a bottle of gin and a bottle of whiskey. My neighbour who studies central europe got a fit and started to shout about socialism and joining the KPML(r) (a swedish communist party) and some obscure hip hop group "who really get it".

We woke up and found the corridor a mayhem. Broken glasses and plates everywhere, cigarett butts at the floor (you aren't allowed to smoke in here). Oh my.

After a two hour hangover-cleaning session everything was back to normal, thank god.