Home Sweet Home

I guess I should start blogging again, I mean I have no real excuse anymore for not updating it properly.
Exams are finished, not more uni for three long months and since I've been claiming during the past term that uni "is sooo much harder than work" to John because when you're home from work you are free to do whatever you feel like...
Well...as I said, no valid excuse not to write anylonger.

On top of that, I have promised my miss TitDi to start blogging in english so she can follow some of my life over internet. Partly because as everybody knows I'm the worst when it comes to staying in touch.
Just ask Åsa, she called me today. It was really lovely to hear her voice again!
It's been ages since we last talked, probably since new years or so, if it haden't been for her great patients with her dippy and thoughtless friend it would probably been a couple of more months before we've talked.
Although, to be truthful, I actually thought of calling her the other day.
But sometimes it's not the thought that counts, it's the actual action.

I met the rest of the IB tonight. Or the sad little bunch that is still in Stockholm. I can't believe there are so many friends lost around the world!
But I guess that's what you get when you choose to study at an international program to get out and see the world. We all have the same dream.
Leave Sweden.
Or in most cases, just for a while, but still, it's really empty to come home when no ones here.
I think I'm lucky to have John here cause I think the emptiness without my lot of friends would be even more noticable.
Even friends lika Åsa in Norrköping (that's in the south of Sweden, you ignorant english speakers ;)) and Mia in Ramsele (top north in Sweden) feels far away.

But still, this is my home, home is what and where you make it, and for me it is here.