What's in the attic?

Yesterday at school my friends showed me the attic. My school has this attic that was at one point used as classrooms but they can't anymore because it's a fire hazard because there is only one exit. I had heard about the attic but I thought that there was just storage stuff up there. Well yesterday we had an English test that didn't take us the whole 80 minutes so we had some time to spare. Lina asked if I had ever been up to the museum. Museum? I was instantly intrigued. We asked our teacher Bert to unlock it for us. Up the stairs into the strangest place ever. I took a bunch of pictures to prove it to you. (Forgive the bad quality due to everything being encased in glass, but still!)

 There are a lot of books. 

 yes that is a small polar bear.

 yes, that is a peacock.

How crazy is that? I was so baffled as to why a school would need all this. No clue but it was super duper cool. And creepy.

Also Jan came home from his latest business trip yesterday. While he was gone Anita had been here. Last night Jan and Yvonne went to dinner at friends and Gustav was away so it was me, Anton, and Anita. Friday night is Let's Dance night on tv. The Swedish equivalent of Dancing with the Stars. Same setup and everything. Anita and I watched that. I was exhausted so I missed about half of it because I fell asleep. I did wake up in time to see who won.

Today Anita left to go back home. I have had no homework so I have just been chilling.

In other news, this week Sweden decided on its contestant for the Eurovision song contest. For those of you not familiar with it, it's a singing competition. There are a bunch of  semi competitions leading up to the final. The winner is chosen by 50% of the votes coming from panels from different countries in Europe and 50% from voters in Sweden. This year, in my opinion, the best song did not win, and, in my opinion, it will not do well in the competition which is taking place in Copenhagen in May.

Here are some pictures from the grilling on Thursday night.

If the wind will not serve, take to the oars. –Latin Proverb