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I was watching tv and then my dad came upstairs and said he wanted to watch some boring football(or soccer, whichever you prefer :P). Couldn't really say anything because at that time I wasn't watching anything special, I was waiting for something to come on though. But he stole the tv. So I walked into my room and put on loud music, hopefully it's bugging him. ;)
This week I'm Leaving for the west coast of Sweden with my parents and dog. We're sailing down to Gothenburg, and then to some island outside Gothenburg. Normally I wouldn't go(because it's extremely boring to sail), but it now so happens that we're renting a cottage on that island and for one week we're going to stay there. During that time my brother and his girlfriend are coming to stay there too. I have only met her once so I'm really looking forward to getting to know her much better. It's beautiful on the west coast too, so that's another reason for going. Plus that we're going to another island on which we rented a cottage every summer when I was a little kid. I can't wait to go there, and look at the cottage we rented, and all the other places I went to when we were there. I'm going to run around with my camera there, and take loads of photos. There are certain places there that I remember so clearly. The cliffs were we jumped into the water on hot days. The little man made out of wood that you saw every time that you went to the store. And the store where we always bought ice cream. And the house where an old lady lived with a little dog that came running to our cottage every day. I have one very bad memory from that place too though. It's probably the thing I remember the clearest, typical.
I was maybe 3 or 4 years old and I was standing by the raspberry bushes, eating one after one. All of a sudden I felt something creeping up my leg, when I looked down my legs were literally covered in ants. I don't think I have ever screamed so hard and loud as I did then. I remember my dad running out to me and started brushing them off of me. That memory still makes me shudder. I've never liked ants, that's probably why.
But yeah, I'm looking forward to this 2 weeks or so little vacation. It's going to be nice to get away from this place for a while.