january: a good time!
the other day i met a kid who didn't believe i wasn't swedish.
!!
i don't know what to say, i've been here for a while, i'm more than halfway through this "year," haven't been in school much lately (det spelar ingen roll i alla fall), nu tänker jag mer och mer på svenska även om jag har fel ofta, det är lugnt, allt är lugnt. i have some great friends--even if most of them are my fellow exchange students and i'll never be able to spend that much time with them, ever. and there are some swedish people that i am really very fond of and hopefully care about me as well... even if i am doubting that i'll be missed much here (except by my host familj). i know i don't have any impact in this little community; that i'll soon be gone without a trace, whisped like meringue. and it doesn't matter. growing ever closer (to friendship, to security, to fluency, to closeness itself) is keeping me going. i've been playing in the snow, too.
this month so far has consisted of a party from the beginning, rain, trains, visiting friends, funny accents, too much english (we're so international) & some spanish and italian mixed in for good measure, more trains (alvesta, småland), the power going out, not knowing what the word "ström" (electricity) means and going back to sleep and not to school, exhaustion, being hungry and nap-needing for no apparent reason, and eating.
i was pretty exhausted on a bus last monday. costa rican flag for a blanket.
a couple of my best friends (catherine and patch, who both happen to be american, but cool ones) and myself. rejoicing in rainy air.
everyone loves brasil!
dance party at AFS camp, in a churchy room. i don't know, but i learned how to salsa.
me, emilio (costa rica), catherine, and some others jumped into the lake that evening. it wasn't really that cold, but my feet were totally numb after two jumps into the water, so i had to go warm up.
!!
i don't know what to say, i've been here for a while, i'm more than halfway through this "year," haven't been in school much lately (det spelar ingen roll i alla fall), nu tänker jag mer och mer på svenska även om jag har fel ofta, det är lugnt, allt är lugnt. i have some great friends--even if most of them are my fellow exchange students and i'll never be able to spend that much time with them, ever. and there are some swedish people that i am really very fond of and hopefully care about me as well... even if i am doubting that i'll be missed much here (except by my host familj). i know i don't have any impact in this little community; that i'll soon be gone without a trace, whisped like meringue. and it doesn't matter. growing ever closer (to friendship, to security, to fluency, to closeness itself) is keeping me going. i've been playing in the snow, too.
this month so far has consisted of a party from the beginning, rain, trains, visiting friends, funny accents, too much english (we're so international) & some spanish and italian mixed in for good measure, more trains (alvesta, småland), the power going out, not knowing what the word "ström" (electricity) means and going back to sleep and not to school, exhaustion, being hungry and nap-needing for no apparent reason, and eating.
i was pretty exhausted on a bus last monday. costa rican flag for a blanket.
a couple of my best friends (catherine and patch, who both happen to be american, but cool ones) and myself. rejoicing in rainy air.
everyone loves brasil!
dance party at AFS camp, in a churchy room. i don't know, but i learned how to salsa.
me, emilio (costa rica), catherine, and some others jumped into the lake that evening. it wasn't really that cold, but my feet were totally numb after two jumps into the water, so i had to go warm up.