Stockholm.

This weekend (Friday - Monday) I am completely alone in our apartment. My boyfriend, whom I live with, is in Gothenburg because of a work he got there over the weekend. So I am home alone, and I have very mixed feelings about that. I like privacy, having time for myself and catching up with school. But I don't like the silence, the fact that it's much colder inside and I don't like to sleep alone either. Last night I turned around in bed to say "Good night, Anton" but there was no one there.

So, how am I spending these days alone?
Friday: I went to the library to borrow two books (I, robot by Isaac Asimov & Chocolat by Joanne Harris). I bought some food, and got home. Made lunch and later on dinner. I read 100 pages in a book for school. I watched the Swedish Idol-show on TV, and didn't do much.

Saturday: Went to look for new shoes that can stand cold/wet weather, and also for (I don't know the word) but, the clothes that you wear on top of your clothes when it's raining. I didn't find any shoes though. Came home, made lunch. Read another 100 pages for school. Had dinner, played a computer-game and then made dinner. Read 40 pages, and here I am.

Why am I writing this blog? I don't know.
I think I need words to get out, no matter what the words are. It's too quiet in here. You know it's too quiet when you react to your own laugh when you see/hear something funny on TV.

Anyway, now I've finished the literature I needed to read for school this week, and will continue reading I, robot.