I can see him! I´m gonna faint!

So suddenly, you´re back on track. You´re living Gothenburg again. You take a driving lesson. The instructor says you´re better than the last time. You try to smile confident but look really geeky instead and then you think "Oh, why can I never be cool?"
You wake up and hear your father yelling at someone in the telephone. It´s the people who are supposed to empty our crap from the toilets in the countryhouse. Unfortunately, they can´t get in because the road has grown, they say. My father tells them to use a tracor. My father is a little annoyed.
My beloved brother is an hour late for the first day at his summer-job (janitor for a block of flats). Of course he is late. That doesn´t surprise me. What would surprise me, would be if there was anything left of the bulding when he finished it.
And when I walk past Hotel Plaza in the centre I see a crowd surrounding a big black bus. They´re all screaming and there´s photographers and people from tv. One girl is almost crying. She is holding up her mobilecamera while screaming: "I see him! I see him! OH MY GOD!" Justin Timberlake is already in the black bus with the non-see through windows. But the excited crowd won´t move. As I walk away from them I can hear the girl screaming, now to her phone. "Yeah I was gonna work out at the gym you know, but I don´t think I can do it now, because I´m to excited!!!"
And then you smile to yourself and think it could be worse.