What a day

Yesterday after school I went with Mark in my class in to the city. While we where having a coffee someone stole my backpack with all my things in it. Money, creditcards, school books etc.

I went straight to the Police which was just around the corner. I described my bag, the policeman made a phone call and just a couple of minutes later 5 or 6 policemen came in to the room with my mobile phone. They told me they found my bag and went with them to their car to see if there where some things missing. There were not a single thing missing. My bag just was a mess.

I thought I was gonna be able to go now, but no! Me and Mark went in the police car to another bigger station where I had to wait for ages. I think we spent more than two hours. Then I got to sign some paper (the report) and they gave me an adress and told me I had to be at the judge at 18.30, it was now 18.00. We came there, half an hour late. I spoke with an really nice old man (was surrounded by many men who wanted my attention) and I had to wait and wait.

On tuesday I have to go there again, just to say I have nothing to declare. I cant belive this.

I was suppose to look at a room yesterday, but I missed it because of this. So I´m gonna call her again today and make an appointment. She already knows that I spent my day with the Police.

What a time in Málaga huh?

Of to school now!

No swedish version today.