let me start by apologizing for being THE laziest person on the planet. so much has happened since my last post, and I have probably forgotten it all. so right now I will just start with the fall break!
Höstlovet is awesome. lets start there. a week-long break in the fall just because. I guess it’s not that different from Thanksgiving break, but even that whole week was taken away from us. ANYWAYZ, it started with halloweekend. there was supposed to be 2 costume parties that I was invited to, but of course both of them got cancelled the day of. typical swedes. one on saturday I was particularly upset about because I had a friend from another town coming down just to go to it with me. sooooo last minute of course we found another place to spend our night. I was miss america and she was… well we don’t know for sure but she was 80’s themed;) it was a good night for sure! waking up for stockholm the next morning was painful, but I promised some frenchies I would meet them up. my halloween day was a little different than usual, spent watching hocus pocus on my computer and wearing the halloween socks my grandma sent me. it wasn’t too terribly depressing since it was on a monday, but still definitely not the same.
during the week of the break, I was mostly doing my own thing since my host parents were at work all day and my host sisters were at camp. I was like the only child :3 it consisted of chillin in my bed, watching tv online, dying my hair (I cannot wait to get back to my professional hair dresser at home), and bothering people at home while they were in class. also, going to stockholm about every other day. my classmates and swedes in general always asks me why I go there so much and its because A) you swedes don’t invite me places anyway, and B) all my exchange friends live there or in a suburb and its the easiest place to meet up. one day in town we went to the modern art museum to see an exhibit of one of my all-time favorite artists, Monet. usually, when a group of exchange students get together, we have zero plans. not usually, 100% of the time. soooo we almost always resort to going to the stupid trampoline park (vasaparken at st eriksplan) which is only fun on special occasion! I’m pretty sure I was in that park 3 or 4 times that week alone. the last time resulting in being robbed.
the last weekend of the break, there were tons of exchange students from all over sweden coming to stockholm to stay for a few days. my host parentals were going out of town that weekend so I needed a place to stay for 2 days, which was perfect timing. i packed up my bags for 2 days and got on a train to stockholm with absolutely no set plans on where to stay. when we met up with everyone I was basically pimping myself out to people, begging them to let me stay at their house. luckily, I found a place and it was with a friend too, not even some rando that I would have desperately taken at that point. so friday night as we’re meeting up with everyone in the center of town, we meet this street performer named saalim. we basically just used him to use his amp and plug our ipods in so we could do the dancing. he just kind of watched. being the spotlight-loving born-performer that I am, I was definitely giving the town a show. we had enough people in our group crowding around in the middle of the walking street to where people walking by got interested and stopped to watch what we were doing. we got quite a large crowd around us when someone decided to walk around with a hat collecting donations. we got at least 100kr (around $15), no joke! but since we were so many, it would have been like 5kr to split it between us, so we just gave all the money to saalim. he told us that if we ever wanted to get together with him to get some quick money, give him a call. needless to say, we’re facebook friends now.
after our little show, we mostly split up and about 8 of us were going to a party that we got invited to by a swedish friend. it was in a park so we were thinking “wow, this must be a huge party if its not even at a house and they’re cool with 10 randos showing up” buttttt, 2 buses, 1 train, and an hour and a half later, we find that it was just about 9 swedes sitting around some candles in a field. wild night to say the least. we didn’t even talk to them, just ourselves. but it was still a fun time! exchange students bring the party wherever we go;) on saturday, jon, fanny, and I were leaving jon’s house to get into town to meet the others. as we’re walking out of his street, we watch the train pull away. lovely. so we go to the bus stop. only 20 minutes until the next bus. we can do that! 20 minutes pass.. 40 minutes pass.. an hour and a half passes and we decide that the 2 buses that should have come in that time were not going to make it. so, back to the train we go. 2 AND A HALF HOURS LATER, we finally get into the city. not a great start to the day. and by start, I mean it was 3 pm when we met up with everyone. we went to the musikmuseet (music museum for the idiots who couldn’t figure that one out), and then I don’t remember the sequence of events, but we ended back up in the damn trampoline park. we were just hanging out, nothing special. we were just playing around, swinging and such, when all of a sudden fanny is yelling about some guys with our stuff. she started running, so everyone followed, and some guys, in fact, DID have our stuff and were running away with it all! sdrftyirdyldcl so when we finally got to the police station and reported everything that had been stolen, it ended up being a pair of 3000kr headphones, camera, a 10,000kr camera (that was actually her host parents’), fanny’s purse with all her belongings except phone and camera, and my purse with literally every valuable thing I own besides my passport and laptop. swedish phone, iphone, camera that I borrowed from the school, ipod, wallet with 2 credit cards, 2 bus cards, train card and ID, new mittens, and keys. all gone. thanks a lot, fellas. luckily everything is replaceable, it will just expensive as hell. andddd being an exchange student with no camera is painful. absolutely painful.
