I HATE AUGUST 13TH!!!!

So!why do i hate August 13th? At least in Sweden?

Well, last Aug. 13th 2007, while walking in the wooded area, I slipped on a pine cone and fell hard on a rock! (As you all know!)I broke the three bones in my right ankle. OUCH! Two weeks in a hospital bed, 2 months stuck in bed/couch and 6 months in rehab. I can walk now but can't run or jump (yet) ;) and have a metal pin with 7 metal screws in my leg (No. they don't set off metal detectors at airports).

And yesterday in class, while the teacher was explaining the end of semester and summer trips, she casually wrote 13/08 on the blackboard. When we ask what that was, she casually said that that was when the next session of lessons started.

AUGUST 13th 2008! W.T.F!?!?!?! Who the hell starts school on the 13th of AUGUST! (SWEDES, apparently) There's still 6! WEEKS!!! of summer!!!! And it's the best part of summer!!! It's the second half! Friends coming for visits, fresh produce for late night BBQ in someones cabin. The lakes finally get warm enough to swim in.

And I have to spend it inside, AGAIN!!!! ARRRRGH!!!!!!

Please excuse my mini vent!! Now I'm back to work!!!!