Stockholm.

This weekend is the only weekend this month that I'll go visit my family. It's not always easy to be able to afford to go all that way to see them when you're a student, and I don't always have the time either, because of all the things I have to do for school. I made a promise and a goal before I moved away from home though, and that was to visit them at least once a month. And, so far so good. It's actually been going pretty good, and I look forward to these weekends with them. This weekend my dad will recieve some sort of prize because of how long he's been at the place he works at, so he's taking his wife to the ceremony and I'll babysit my youngest brother Jonatan, who's about 9 months old. He's awfully cute, and I miss him alot actually, even though he can't talk to me. There's something special about little ones.

I actually don't have much of interest to say or write, but I feel like writing, so I'll go on and on and on, probably.

This week has been pretty different from other weeks. Since I'm studying to become a teacher we've been out visiting different sort of schools this week. Tuesday: Daycare center/Preschool. Wednesday: Preschool to Grade 5. Thursday: Grade 6-9. And tomorrow Friday, those who wants to can go look at the highschool in the area, but I won't go though, cause I'm becoming a teacher for younger children, and didn't find it all that necessary to go there. I do think this week was pretty important though, cause you got to see the reality, and not just read in books or remember things from when I went to school myself, cause the schools and the systems have changed a lot since then. I feel that I'm on my way to what I want with my life.

Of course, there's a lot to do.. too much to do, and not enough time to do it. Articles, essays, presentations, babysitting, work and somewhere in all of that I need to sleep and eat as well. But, I won't complain about that. There are other things I could complain about, things that has gone badly or things that turned out a lot more different than planned, but.. I won't complain. I don't want to complain. "As a melancholic sorrow came about, came about."

Over and out, or something.