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After a good while without anything funny enough to write about happening, suddenly you don't have time to write because way too much stuff is happening at the same time. Last week I managed to cross three things off the list of "Things to do before I go home".

Thursday I finally saw the Opera House, but I'm going back with my camera probably tomorrow and actually look at it which I didn't really do the Thursday afternoon...

Friday was extremly hot with 42 degrees in the city and we decided to skip school after lunch to go to the beach, Little Bay to be exact. Supernice, superwarm and we had a small photoshoot, but I couldn't focus in the heat so the pictures didn't turn out great. Good enough I guess, but not great. Almost ripped away the skin under my feet from walking on the cliffs barefoot, I do not recommend that when it's 40 degrees in the sun! Otherwise it was a very beautiful place with water so clear that you could see the bottom when you couldn't reach it.

Saturday I watched the fireworks and they were actually amazing! I don't really like fireworks, but this was beautiful and seeing it in the middle of the city like this was special. The awesome feeling might have had something to do with my company though.

So yes, this weekend was seriously busy, but I loved every moment of it. I need to meet some kangaroos as well, otherwise I think I've managed to do and see everything that you should do and see in Sydney.

And then I realise that it's only 12 days left. Where did the last weeks go? I do want to go home because I miss Padfoot more than I can describe and I do want my beloved snow for christmas. But I don't really want to go home because I'm tired of being abroad, I want to go home because I know that's what's going to happen before I go to LA. I'm sending in the visa application for the US this week and then we'll see when I get to have the intervju. I'm also working on getting a place to live in LA which is like 50% done and I'm starting to get really excited for that adventure. It's so little time left here that I'm beginning to have this urge to start packing my things, but it's still a bit to early.

Despite this longing for more adventure I suddenly don't want to leave this place. I've made really good friends here, met people that I don't want to say good bye to just yet. I'm starting to feel stressed because there is so little time left to hang out with them. This weekend I can start putting down the fingers on my hands for every day that passes until there are no fingers left to count on and I leave for that exhausting 27h flight. Never did I expect it to feel so hard and sad to leave, I usually don't make this good friends this fast. I'm good at not feeling sad when I leave, I don't look back and I don't worry about what's coming. Or so i thought at least. These 3 months have made me change a lot. I'm not sure who I am anymore, but I see that as part of the adventure because I'll know soon enough. I suppose a new chapter started in my life when I went through that gate on Arlanda and all this sounds so cheesy, but I can't describe it any better. I've honestly never seen myself as strong, but I slowly realise that I actually can do anything that I set my mind to. I will do anything that I set my mind to. Hopefully I've become more like the person that I want to be, but I guess I won't know until I get home and experience my "old life" again.

This turned out way more personal than I originally intended, but I suppose you sometimes need to open up a piece of yourself and share it to understand yourself better and allow others to understand you more as well.

Little Bay, Sydney

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I haven't written here for a while again and it's simply because nothing exciting happens. I've been to school, gone home, listened to the rain and thunder basically for two weeks time. Everyday life as we all know it! I did win the class bet for Melbourne Cup (no worries, no money went to the racingindustry, it was just the class) and bought a big stuffed Kangaroo for the money. I don't know how the hell I'm supposed to fit it in my bag when going home, but I guess that's a later problem...

Anyways, the reason that I write here now is because I just realised what I hate most about living in the city! More than all the obvious things like the lack of nature and quiet places. Being me and being socially awkward (most people probably know what I'm talking about) I absolutley H A T E crowds. I can't stress it enough. Therefore it makes it superhard for me to go outside without having company or a clear goal (like school or the supermarket). Today when the sun finally is shining I really want to go outside with my sketchbook and sit down under a tree and just let the imagination flow. Is there such a place here? Yes, there are plenty of parks in varying sizes. Are they empty enough for me? No. I cringe by the mere thought of going to one all on my own and I don't even now why really. It's not dangerous. Back home, in the tiny town with 3 000 people I can just go down to the lake and sit somewhere for hours together with Padfoot and not see another human at all. Here I would be extremly lucky to be alone in a park for 3 minutes.

I guess you never really appreciate what you have until it's gone.

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Yesterday we were at Port Stephens with two of the classes from the school to watch dolphins! Unfortunatley we only saw a few fins, but it was awesome anyways. After being on the boat for a while we went by bus to Anna Bay sand dunes which is also in Port Stephens. Most of the students went sandsurfing, but the Swedish Team (yes, we are three swedish girls in the class and we go by that name (Y) ) decided to hang on the beach instead and we had a near professional photoshoot! It was superfun and an amazing feeling seeing the ocean on one side and only white sand on the other. The water was freezing though so none of us went swiming, we just dipped our toes (more or less). I'm not gonna write any more about it, but pput some pictures up for you to see instead. Enjoy!


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All those feelings! Heartache, excitement, dread, joy. Just finished reading Heir of Fire and I am not sure if I want to read the last book… I’ve read too many series the last year that has ended with me crying my eyes out over a figure that is not in any way real except in my head and on paper. Right? “Of course it’s happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” Because it is. Somehow it becomes real. The body doesn’t make any difference between the feelings that are generated from fiction and the feelings that comes from reality. The loss of a dear friend is as brutal when read from a bunch of paper as it is in real life. The shock when the writer turns the whole story around with not as much as a hint of what is about to come is just as gut-wrenching as it is when life tosses you this way and that.

The last weeks I’ve said so many times that I haven’t done anything. Not been to the beach, not met any kangaroos, not been to other places in Sydney than around school and home, but today a friend reminded me of the fact that we don’t have to go everywhere to travel. Because honestly, most of the time I get more out of my books than reality. They make it easier for me to understand humans, how to see how someone is feeling and what could make it better for them. Also, let’s face it, vampire and elves and fae and dragons and werewolves are all more awesome than humans! Therefore, I will not feel bad for sitting inside with a book in my hands rather than go to the beach in the future. Because I know that I will be more happy to see the world with the help of imagination than sweating in the sun for a whole day.

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Today when I was walking home from school (finally, after being sick for another week hense my absence) I passed this small family with a mom and a dad and a young boy who was pushing his own stroller in front of him. The father went a little to close to a tree and got stuck with his T-shirt in it. The boy loudly said "Look out, dad!" and as you all know, when you're not supposed to smile or laugh you just can't resist. It was so adorable and I couldn't hide my wide smile for anything. It wasn't special at all really, so I don't understand why it made my cheeks hurt that way. Just one of those small things that make your whole day (or afternoon) I suppose.

I've had many spontanious smiles and feelings of pure joy the last couple of weeks and I embrace every single one of them. Even though I've been sick for more than 2 weeks now (and getting seriously sick of it) I've tried to find the satisfaction in this new way of life (i.e. living on the other side of the world) and it has paied off. I am truly, genuinly happy with my life and every time I realise that, I also realise how far I've come since I was 14 and nothing was good. The conclusion is that I'm unstopable. Simple, yeah? I thought so too. Of course I miss everyone and especially Padfoot, but I know that I'll see them soon again so it doesn't bother me that much most of the time. Just crying my eyes out every once in a while.

Take control over your life before anyone else does it. (Someone wise said this originally, not me)

Peace out!

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Well, it feels like I haven't done anything other than creative stuff the last couple of weeks, but anyways. Tonight I suddenly had one of those clear artistic moments so I tested out some new techniques and drew a picture without any reference what so ever. That's rare coming from me since I need a reference to get things right 90% of the time. I'm very pleased considering that I felt kinda stressed towards the end since it's getting late and I know that if I don't finish a picture that I've started right away, it'll probably never get done.

Enjoy!

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No pun intended, we all know what Netflix and chill really stands for. But I've been sick this week so I made myself a Netflixaccount. That was not good at all. Seriously, I've been watching Heroes for 2,5 days straight. Except for sleep and some food of course. So that's what I've been doing plus som drawing and writing. Oh, yeah I also moved last Wednesday to a studyhouse instead of the hostel that I was staying at. I really like it here, but I haven't been able to do anything yet since I've been sick so my bed has been practically my best friend. I'm so glad that I now have a desk and that makes everything worth it!

Why did I even begin watching Heroes? I mean, I've wanted to watch it so many times, but I've never found the episodes in good quality. Now I'm hooked. I guess it's both good and bad. Good because I have something to do when being sick, bad because I will say "just one more episode" every night when I have school the day after. Noone ever watches just one more episode... There's something about superpowers that intrigue me and I've always loved superheroes. My favourite being Arrow who hasn't really got any powers, but he's extraordinary at what he does. In Heroes my favourite character is definitley Peter Petrelli. I find myself liking the quiet, shy persons who doesn't really believe in themselves, but then it turns out that they're among the or the strongest individual. I always get inspiration to write when watching series like this one and that makes me happy.

Now I'm gonna write on my novel. Take care!

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There's been a few days since my last post and that's because this week has been all about school and I actually like it! Our class is very friendly and the teachers are great. 

On Thursday we went out to Ivy which is a nightclub not far from the operahouse. It was also my first night out in Sydney and I wasn't disapointed. We started out with a small pre-party at Matildas place (the 38:th floor that I've been posting about on FB) and it was really nice. When arriving to the club we had to show our IDs three times. I mean... Yeah. Then I was kinda blown away when we got to the heart of the place. It's hard to explain what it looks like because it has so many levels, different dancefloors and bars that I didn't know where I was half the time. The biggest club I've been out to is Grace in Växjö and that place has three relativley small dancefloors next to each other. This was a maze. What I liked most was the lower dancefloor that the buildings kinda throned around. There was no roof so you could see the sky while dancing and feeling the wind if you were lucky. It was more than crowded, but it was great anyways! Apparently they also have "Sydney's only rooftop pool bar" if you look at their website. 

Anyways, if you're ever in Sydney; go there! Although I have a feeling that I'll say this about some other club before I leave, this was seriously good. I really liked it. 

Then of course there were some parts that wasn't so great. I realized at 10:30pm that I forgot to write down the code to the doors at the hostel which looks at 10:00pm. So I was kinda screwed, but Matilda was kind and let me sleep on her couch. I'm surprised I got to school the day after, but I did! Yeay me, I bought a muffin as a reward, but it was a disapointment... Yesterday I went down Glebe Point Rd ("my" street) and bought three books and some fruit for dinner. Other than that, I have only been laying on my bed drawing, reading and writing. I have no regrets. 

Hope you have/had a great weekend as well!

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Hi!

I think most of you already have a pretty good idea of where and how I'm staying, but I thought that I should write a little more about it. Maybe it can help someone who's thinking about going here and hopefully it'll make my family ease up on all the questions!

At the moment I'm in my room at YHA hostel in Glebe. Glebe is a part of Sydney, filled with small, original shops and backpackers basically. This hostel (I've never been in one before so I can't say anything of how it's supposed to be or so) has a really nice atmosphear to it and if you're a backpacker it's perfect. Very simple rooms and shared facilities, but they also have a gaming room, places to study/work and so on. For me, being a student, it's not that perfect unfortunatley. If there were a lot of people from school staying here, it would be okay, but now there's no other that I know of which makes it kinda lonely considering you have to take the bus or walk for 30 minutes to school and to meet the people that I know here.

Therefore I'm moving next week, the 23rd to be exact, to Darling Harbour and a study house. This means that I can walk to school in 5-10 minutes and also that I'm surrounded by other students, yeay! So yeah, hopefully my jetlag will be gone soon (I couldn't sleep tonight so I didn't go to school to day) and I'll have regained all my energy. I was actually out running yesterday, 2km with just a tiny paus in the middle. I have to say I'm kinda proud about that since I haven't been training at all since May. So you might think that I should've been able to sleep after that, but noooo way José. At least I got to the store today to buy some cucumber that some asshole stole from me (and couscous. Who would do that?) and after that I went for a shooort walk to the harbour because of the sunset. It's getting warmer now and I'm both looking forward to and dreading the end of my stay here when it'll be alot hotter outside! But I love the tropical warmth, it smells so nice.

Now I'm gonna go make some dinner made of sesamebread, penautbutter, coco pops and oat milk! Byebye

The harbour this evening. I have to take my camera with me next time

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Since yesterdays post was so short and didn't have any substans in it, I thought that I should write a propper one!

What am I really doing here, on the other side of the world? That's a very good question. As many of you know, I said that I was going to Los Angeles this autumn, but instead I ended up in Sydney. Why? Because there were some trouble with CSN so I simply moved my startdate for that school to the spring. Not relevant, no. It was the student counsellor at Studin that just send me a note with "Hey, if you don't have anything to do this autumn, you could always go here!". Three weeks after that I was on the plane to Asutralia. I've never been known for my patience and ability to think before I do. 

Well, that didn't answer the question either, did it? No. Not really. I'm studying English! There. How hard can it be to get to the point? Superhard obviously. So yeah, I'm studying English, my classes start at 10:30am and end at 4:15pm. Next week is the start of the Cambridge course which I mentioned in the last post and hopefully I'll get a grade on that one! It's going on for 12 weeks which is how long I'll be staying here. Fingers crossed, I'll get a job soon and can make enough money to go to Bali after Cambridge is finished. If that happens, I'll be staying for around 10 days more. At least I'll be home for christmas (already bought the first gift actually) to meet everyone before I take of to LA in January where I'm gonna be for 8 months, studying photography. 

I managed to get to the store today and now I'm trying to handwash some clothes which is easier said than done... I'm also gonna paint my nails later and finish my sketch on a sea turtle. Busy, busy! 

I think I'll tell you about where and how I live exactly in my next post. 'Til then!

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