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This morning at 07.54 I meet my first cockroach (there are big bugs in Sweden too but the problem isn't the bug per say it's the shock of discovering it while listening to calming reggae in you iPod). I stood waiting for the toilets, and a girl came out and I was like: ah great I really need to go! As I had had one large tea and one large coffee before going to school, I entered quickly and as I was about to do my thing I saw it! Between my feet it crawled...a big brown cockroach...... I completely freezed, and if you know me, you know that I, in stressful situations, freeze. But then I HAD to move since it started to come way too near my precious shoes. I slowly started to move and open the door and it wanted to get out to, there was no time to loose I had to move fast, so I opened the door fast and closed it even faster! So there, it was no longer my problem! Too bad for the next girl though..

I didn't dare to go pee in any of the other toilets. But I did go to the other bathroom to wash my hands of that disgusting bug and WHO came out of that toilet? The girl who came out before me in the cockroach toilet!  Now.. did she forget to pee and came back, or did she just make the decision not to tell me about the cockroach and to go pee elsewhere?

Anyway, I have good new for everybody who's in love with me, stationed Paris, and bad news for those back in Sweden who can't forget about me :) I have decided to stay in Paris. It wasn't an easy decision to make but I don't feel ready do leave and I am starting to wonder if I ever will be. I miss some people in Sweden, mostly my mother of course.