Yesterday was the best day in a looooooooooong time. I got a phone call from Marcus and he is coming home in 4-6 weeks!!!! I had my mind set on June, so this was such a surprise!!! I cried, jumped, screamed, laughed, cried some more... I am SO thankful that GP is coming home. Words can't explain....
Everything feels so good right now. Its hard to put into words. Not having to worry about his safety every day, and knowing that he is HERE, will be amazing.
A very happy me. Cheeseburgers & Weightwatchers ;) Life is beautiful!
Oh my God I cannot believe what just happened. I felt a small small small earthquake a few months back but DAMN this one was BIG!!! It lasted for a few seconds, but it was VERY surreal and extremely scary. I just realized that if mother Earth wants to get rid of us now, she could. I still dont understand that the ground that EVERYTHING is built on and we all take for granted just shook beneath me. Go to this link, you'll see that the center of the earthquake was Marina Del Rey. Magnitude 3.4..... this is crazy.
I REALLY hope I dont have to experience this ever again. Most likely I will though. I moved to California! It doesnt make me feel better to read an article in the LA Times that explains that "a massive quake is overdue in California". Shit.
Tomorrow I leave Sweden and start a new semester at CSU Northridge. I miss California and I look forward to coming back home. That's what it feels like... going home. I said goodbye to Vincent, Christopher and Jonathan today. It gets harder each time. I wish I could take them with me and see them grow taller and hug them everyday. I miss seeing them growing up. They are three beautiful boys, and I am so sad sometimes that I live far away from them.... I will miss you sooo much. Hopefully as they grow older it'll be cool to have an aunt living in the US :) You can come over and visit as often as you like and have the time of your life. I'll be your cool aunt and nothing you do will be known to your parents ;)
I feel the same way as I did the last time I was in Sweden.... I think the Swedish people are way too shallow and reserved. Relax! It wont kill you to say hi to the person next to you, and people usually do not bite if you sit down next to them on the train or the bus. And one more thing, eye contact is not dangerous. I swear. It's ok..... dont you worry about it. Try to say something encouraging and nice to a stranger, the good karma will come back to you and your words will light up the other persons day. The alcohol consumption in this country should be cut in half. But then again, without the alcohol no one would have the courage to have fun or fire off a smile in another persons direction. Sad. Once again, relax!
Sweden is beautiful. When the snow falls it's sooo cozy!! It's clean and beautiful and fresh! But the ONE thing I love most about this country is my family. I really see NO other really important reason to be here. I never miss Sweden, what I miss is my family. And I miss the Flinks :)
The country where I want to be is the United States of America :) That's where I feel "at home". I really do love it. I don't know how it happened, but I think I was destined to end up there. I remember my sister once said "she was born with American blood running through her veins". I dont think there is a better way to put it.I just wish I could bring my three little boys with me to the big country in the west...
So, this was it for this time! Now I'm going home. In a few months Marcus will be back. It'll be amazing.
I've never cared much about new years resolutions, but I think I need to make one this year in order to stop the vicious cycle I'm trapped in. I suppose that resolutions are meant to be kept secret, so lets just say mine has to do with stress and worrying. Excessive worrying to be exact. No more of that especially when the issue at hand isn't even a serious one. Frida, shape up!
A good place to start is realizing that my I-20 will arrive in time so that I'll be let into the US on Friday next week. What are the chances of mail disappearing? It's not like we're living in a time when "putting something in the mail" means a knight has to get up on a horse and deliver the letter personally to me months later after fighting hungry beasts and strong armies with a sword, making his way over on his four legged friend. No my friend, it should be a lot easier. To be exact, it should take 7-8 days. Then W H Y am I on day 11... almost 12? Probably a minor delay in the post office. Nothing to worry about. (That was the new Frida speaking)