Thursdays

I woke up. Tähti used my absence to occupy the whole of my pillow and didn't want to give in a single milimeter. Several times during the night I woke up because the thing on which my poor hear rested, gave an angry miaow and moved.
I'm all swollen. Yes, spring is romantic, kittens, flowers, sun shining, pollen floating in the air and poor me with sore eyes. I sort of managed to get to my Swedish lesson passably late but still, I wasn't in a state to do something. Not that I was too able to do something in the Swedish lessons in a more decent time, though.
And now it's the time for my 20th century seminar, poor me. I don't like the 20th century. or at least most ot it, esp. this seminar.