went to an old friend of my pappa’s for dinner with his two sons and wife, oh and of course their new 13 week old kitten! so adorable.

little kitten

ate lovely food, enjoyed the dessert. then of course jumped on the trampoline with the boys and cuddled the kitten. such hospitality here in sweden, gunna miss it.

still cannot believe this weather… !!

so i went up to the penthouse terrace because i felt like i needed some air. unfortunately it was raining just a teeny tiny bit, but i went up anyways. when i get there i see a group of kids throwing stuff off the building. and not just small things either. so i asked them if they lived there, what floor, and what apartment number. naturally they lied. one of the guys aunt lived on the second floor in apartment number 203.. um the highest number doesnt even reach the third digit. i told them if they didnt leave and stop fucking around in our building i was calling the cops. they didnt budge. and as soon as i started going down the stairs they started pleading please dont call them, please, we’re leaving. so much for being tough. ugh i hate those kids. theyre the reason our door doesnt work. they should learn to respect things that arnt theirs. anyways theyre gone and if i ever see them again ill be nice and tell them to stay put while i call the police. im done with their bullshit.

so saturday all these local kids are hanging out here by the docks. they were swimming and being alright, until they decided to jump off the top of the vistor centre for the docks. i felt that was disrespectful. then i hear it ringing for us to open the door downstairs. i can see the kids trying to cover the camera with their hands to get in and i just felt like ‘what in the world do they need to do in here?’ mess around even more maybe? yep. apparently. someone let them in and they decided to fuck around on the penthouse terrace, and then oh so nicely they ran down the stairway and pulled the fire alarm. yep. we had a shrieking sound going off for at least an hour. and yeah it continued periodically through out the night. damn those kids. just so disrespectful to other peoples property and privacy. the door downstairs is locked for a reason. i am in no way saying that locals are brats. i mean hell there are annoying kids in all places its just that these worked my last nerve. so yep.

so last night i watched some Grey’s Anatomy, and god i cried like a baby. why do i always cry? either way they were some good episodes. i dont know why i so desperately want kristina and owen to get together, some kind of mind trick i play on myself? i have no clue. also the one episode with the little girl whos terminally ill, SO UNFAIR. like wow those real people out there who work with terminaly ill kids are heros. i could never do that job. kids should be able to play, not lay in a hospital all day! ugh, life not fair… what else is new?

so today my throat finally doesnt feel like i have a huge blob of something stuck in it. i still sound pretty funny when i talk and im coughing but this at least means its going in the right direction! here in dublin it feels like summer today. looking out theres a bunch of boats and people by the boat docks, dogs are playing, and bella and elliott had kids! im thinking me and dad are going to have to get out of the apartment today.. at least a little bit! well time for breakfast, dad made me a toasted bagel with cream cheese, yum!