Tantrum

I restarted my engine and I studied all day yesterday, and today was a free day from school. I went to Denmark with my sister, Filippa, and my dear mother. We had lots of fun, but we all agreed that we chose the wrong restaurant for lunch. I am going though a sensitive time these days and I was close to tears when the dish I had ordered came in as a deep fried fatty disgusting lump of fat. I really do hate deep fried food, and it didn't say so on the menu. My mother, who knows me well enough, decided that the only way to avoid a PMS - tantrum from a soon- to- be 24 - year old woman, was to get the dish exchanged. She brought me something that was not fried in anyway, but oven baked. Thank you, dear mother!

I also had a very nice weekend with my best male friend, Kazuma. We studied math, had chicken nuggets and wine, watched Harry Potter, took the train from Lund to Kristianstad to eat dinner at a nice restaurant and then took the train from Kristianstad to Malmö to enjoy the high life of a Saturday night in "the big city".

Dinner with Kazuma in Kristianstad  

Picture from the train in full speed. The best I could do.