Tuesday
I am sitting in the couch in my new living room. The view from here is over Grand Avenue, not the most flattering one but it is a view, there are real windows. In my previous room there was nothing to be called a view, as the windows were not more than a feet wide and two giant beds covered them. Now I have natural light, an open kitchen and a room with three windows. One problem, that isn't really a problem, is that one of the windows looks at on Ramsey Junior High, meaning that I guess I will have to be a bit careful with nudity. Oh well, that is not really a big deal.
I was a bit hesitant about returning to the States.. Mainly as I always manage to grow way too fond of Sweden when I am there. It agonizes me to leave people behind. This is the fourth time, and it hurts just as much to see the sadness in their eyes. I know that life will go on as normal without me, but I keep on wondering what chances I am missing by not being there. My sister changes so fast, I can almost not keep up with her. Guess that is a part of being a teenager, though I would love to be able to follow her every move.
Meeting all my friends here was amazing. There are still some people that I have yet to meet, but so far I have been enjoying myself. I visited my host family yesterday and had brunch. They showed me pictures from their trip to Scandinavia and my old school. My old school.. I don't know if I will ever go back, but when I saw those pictures it made me want to see it once more. Though there is nothing left for me there. I don't know anyone at the school and my teachers are not there any longer. Or, some are but the ones that meant the most for me are not.
I am listening to my flat mates alarms now, soon the apartment will be alive again.
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