Where My Spring At?

Tjena!

Its like March. I want some warmth 'n stuff. So this week has been full on. I had classes or group meeting or STV or something on everyday, with not much time to relax. And now I have this massive web desgin project, and a whole lot of other things on my to-do list. Not a fan of to-do lists really. This ment I didn't go to aka on Wednesday (and now Candian Dan's gonna murder my family), but there was a chance for us to go on Friday and Saturday instead, as students from all over Sweden were invited to come party with us. This turned out to be goody.

Friday night turned out to be dramatic, But not all drama is bad. I had an awsome time dancing with crazy people, had more run ins with Latvians and basically just had a good one. Jasper was back from Kiruna and we hung out for a bit too. Perri, Mykolas and I were taking over the podium with this crazy Russian guy Vladimir, who puts everyones dancing skills to shame. But this horrible cover band played, which the crowd practically booed off the stage.

But the best part of all this was Saturday night, when me and Anya, along with a team from STV had a paid gig to film this local Jönköping punk band called Rünkbändet (roughly translates to The Wank Band). They basically write songs, på svenksa, about cocks, tits, sex etc. whilse wearing outfits such as a nurse's mask matched with a kilt, or some smudges lipstick, or wrestling masks paired with red suspenders. They have a big cock on there sign on the stage, thats enough said I think.

So we arrive at akademien at 5pm, the earliest and soberst i'd ever beent there, but just to set up the angles of the cameras and stuff. Patrick, Sandra, and Manuela (the Swedes from STV) liased with the band in the green room. They looked like dirty guys. like really dirty. I didnt really know what they were saying but i could pick up from his stank attitude that they were kinda lame.

Then, after a Max date with Myk and P-dizz, and after wathcing the JJ episode of Skins, we head into town for the big performance. Perri patiently stayed with us through the boring bit, but then went off to the Salsa party at ATP. The band was great, even though there was much novely value as there was face-paint, it was refreshing to live music, and there attitude was pretty hilarious.

Oh yeah and there was a 7 year old kid working the bar. he hot.

Wel i got a lotta shit to sort out, sooo. talk soon.