A day in the life

So, I get where you are coming from, indeed I do. I have been there myself. However, it's just like a bomb has been dropped. But out of nuclear destruction I have gained loads of friends, so you are in good company. It feels good to know that someone is in my corner of the bowing ring. I know that if I throw myself recklessly out there, someone might catch me.

Friendship Affair

Finding new friends is hard work.

Not only is it hard to get in touch with people and to truly start to get to know them, as persons. But there is also all the confusion about the whole boy-girl set up. I just want to create some good friendships, is that too grand to ask? The UK social codes definitely differ from the ones over in Sweden or maybe I am just having a hard time with it.

At this point I'd say that I've got two good friends or at least potentially good friends. However, I am a bit concerned since I feel like one of them is starting to drift away. It's just a sense of lack of commitment (one strike, awaiting the second and third strike). I can't really describe it in a better way. Maybe I'm just being my usual over-analyzing self. Maybe I shouldn't think about it too much?

What I have realize is that when a friendship is all new, fresh and shiny in the edges it's much harder to try and confront the person or tell them how you really feel. Moving away from your home country, you are stripped of the comfort of having your good friends around you at all times. Let me tell you, it's rather hard.

All you can really do; is throw yourself out there and hope there's someone who cares enough to catch you.

Life

Chasing the past, she stumbled into the future.

...

There's a boy and he is far away

Airplanes of far away

Past a cold and inhospitale ocean

The night won't pass just as easliy

Through all the distance

Tear youself up from your world

and give it a trade

Trade it in for something new

Something magically blue

A city that's waiting for you

Harsh

I've grown harsh. Three strikes and then you are out.

The Flatshare

So I have moved to London. When you move it's all rather chaotic since there are so many things that you can't set up from home. I've been in London now for two and a half week and I've already moved into my first flatshare, which is located close to the Uni that I'm studying at.

I now live in Upper Holloway and I rather like it. I really enjoy my neighbourhood so far, and I'm excited to further explore it.

I've only lived in the flatshare for barely a week but I have really found it lovely. It's a three-floor house with five bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room and a balcony/patio. I live with three professional (where of one are doing her masters part-time) and one other student, who's doing his third year of Uni (at the same Uni as me!)

Everyone is in the mid twenties and therefore that gives the flatshare a laid back vibe. Everyone have their own things going and we'll talk a bit at breakfast and dinner times. Maybe even watch a bit of telly together in the evenings. Today, however one of my flatmates had her boyfriend over and they maid butterfly cakes. So later this evening I found this on the fridge:

Post-it on the fridge

The cake

Royal Mail

This arrived today...