Urgh, I feel like doing something before the rugby, like go to the city or something. Taking some summery photos. I've always got these great plans, it's a pity they never come true. Of course today when I feel like spending the afternoon with someone I forgot my phone at home. Stupid, stupid me. I'm not even sure about where I've put it, maybe under the table.
Always under the table.
I think I've gone Twitter-mad, like I write too much there. Way too much. I also read through Frankies all tweets, from 2008 'til now. Haha, no not really, I just checked the maddest ones and the photos. Hehe.
I don't understand the listing thing yet, though... I have to figure it out, appearently I got listed, twice, by someone... hmm...
I have to find somewhere to get real updates from the Swedish hockey, I'm like really excited now, my team is in the finale and so on... I have to watch the finales, or I'll kill myself. I wish I had some to share my thought about the Swedish hockey with, my friends don't care, you gals probably don't care neither, my father support another team that's in the lower legue an my mum just doesn't know about how to talk hockey with me. I've never ever cared about the Swedish hockey before neither but now, I've actually started to enjoy it and I've bagan to care as well.
Have I ever told you about my summers, how I spend them?
I spend them at my granparenst place just by the big lake Vänern, I've got my cousins there and a lot of friends. I guess even if the place is small, there's such a bounch of random people there. Gash, I love them!
Back to the topic, we often go out with out boat to some island out on the lake and swim and sun bathing, it's always cold in the water, but, you know, I'm used to it. Often we meet our friend out on the islands to have a barbie, I love it, I wish I could invite the whole world to come and enjoy the Swedish lake-life. But I guess it would be so many people out there, it's not everywhere in the world you can get an island on your own.
I've always loved to swim and so, it's a part of who I am. Who I always will be. Living without water is like living without air for me. That's the hardest part about Czech Republic. But as Swedes, we can sniff ourselves to the water and Jess's mum found this beautiful lake when she worked here. All blue and fresh and deep, really deep.
I'll tell you more about myself some other time.
So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?
Keep running!
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