It was a regular Saturday. Woke up at 11, had breakfast and sat down afterwards doing stuff on the computer, still dressed in pyjamas. Then, suddenly the dorbell rings. Got up and opened and out of nowhere, there was our new roomie! A british girl named Gwen, that no one had bothered telling us was moving in this very day. We were both equally confused to begin with, until we found out that we could talk in english. Later, Minke came home and the new girl happily installed herself in the room next to her's.
The evening was spent at Manuel's place with the swedish crowd, watching the Eurovision song contest. What a joke. Please tell me that Serbia didn't win. Manuel got so upset when hos favourite (Ukraine, see picture above...haha)didn't make it that he swore he would never watch it, ever again. Finished the night playing pictionary and cherades, the perfect roundup.
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