September 6, 2011

  • The Swedes learn to appreciate the sun and good weather more because good weather is so rare in Sweden. That it why they have the mid-summer festival, to celebrate summer and the good weather that soon disappears when fall and winter comes.

    Having lived in Sweden for three weeks, I think the thing that shocks me the most is the sudden weather changes. Scandinavia is a really windy region, so everywhere you go, there is bound to be wind. I can't imagine how winter will be like when the fierce wind these last couple of weeks have already been able to move my body (I can feel it pushing towards me all the time). I rarely have time to care about my hair because 90% of the time its flying in the air. Luckily everybody else's hair is blowing at the same time as me so I've learned to care less about my hair appearance =].

    Just the other day, I was walking down the streets of Lund with Ka Ka and Karen and we saw this performer perform songs with his own special set of instruments. Basically, he had everything strapped onto his body such that when he moved his body, the instruments would play sounds, which forms the basis of his songs. As I watched him dance and perform magically (I used the word "magically" because I really find it mesmerizing), I can't help but notice how much he enjoyed playing in front of his audience, and how he took everything in as part of his performance. When a dog nearby barked very loudly, he told the audience how the dog was joining in into his music and played even more enthusiastically. I guess he found his passion. Music. So where is my true passion? I know it has to do with art, but what specifically? I once thought I had a clear idea, which was to open a scrapbook business, but come to think of it, really?

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    Then on Sunday, while Yeo Joo and I went to a nearby park (By the way, I am so thankful! I spent thirty minutes on Sunday getting onto my bike and trying to ride it and then ta da, magically I could ride to the park! =D. I am so amazed and really enjoyed the ride to the park =] Thank you Jesus.), we noticed a Swedish daddy teaching his little kid how to walk, and I couldn't stop smiling. I had this wonderful thought, what would it be like when one day I could teach my little kid to walk? And I imagined the scenery for a split second before I came back to reality. When would that day ever come?

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    Yesterday I had the worst day so far in Lund, although I can't say it was really THAT bad because I did learn quite a few things about myself. In the morning, I got up early to get ready for a class I wanted to register for but was wait listed to get in (my advisor told me to go there any way so that I could sign up if spots were available). The sky was dark and it was already pouring rain when I got out. The walk was supposed to take 35 min, but it took me over an hour because I got lost and by the time I got there, they wouldn't let me in because I wasn't registered for the class. So I went to the language building to find Eileen, who then waited with me until class was supposed to end so that we could speak to one of the professors for the class directly. Turns out when we went back, the class was already over and so we had to email him once I got home. Eileen and I went to have lunch, walked to Helsingkrona Nation, then she got on the bus to go back to Malmo while I headed towards the post office. But when I was heading over there, I stopped by a coffee shop called "Cream" (which I fell in love with-not because of the crepe I had there, but because of the boss who is Egyptian and the atmosphere), and decided to go check out the Botanical garden in Lund before going back. So I walked for another 30 min, took some pictures, walked back the opposite direction, got lost, finally found the post office (which is VERY far from my home), and couldn't get my parcel that my mom sent because I forgot to bring my passport. And then I got mad. LOL. I was partially mad at myself but also mad at the lady who wasn't very nice to me at the desk. So I was determined to back home to grab my passport and then come back right away to get it, no matter how tired I would be. But when I finally got home, I just couldn't help it but sank deep into my couch and didn't want to move.

    I wished I had my car lol. And I have no idea how I could always get lost lol. But I also realized that bad days will always happen so its okay to feel crappy sometimes. Don't force yourself to be happy when you're supposed to be mad or sad but don't make yourself think too pessimistically either. The sun will shine and every day will be a brand new day =]

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    My album for Copenhagen:

    https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150298338942719.356349.513912718&l=90fa852583&type=1

    My continuation album for Life in Sweden:

    https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150285696187719.352667.513912718&l=917a38acc6&type=1