I just decided that I would update the world on the life of Joseph Dobson. As usual, there is not that much that has gone on this week. Monday, I went to school, and um. That was pretty much it. School. I know, it's very interesting. Tuesday on the other hand was my looong day at school. I started school at 8.30 in the morning. And, if I remember correctly, I do believe I was on time. Scratch that, who are we kidding? I am never on time when class starts at 8.30, but I was there before 9. Wednesday was a busy day that started off a little late. I had Swedish class at 10 am, but instead of our normal Swedish lesson, we met in town to go on a field trip. we went to see an exhibit about a Swedish cartoon named Rockey, who moved to Västerås. After that we went for a coffee, and had a nice chat in Swedish. After lunch I had a class that ended early and my next class was cancelled, so, I packed my bag for the day and headed over to my friend Rocio's house. We made apple pie, ate Pringles, and I ate dinner. I attended gymnasiemässan (high school expo?) that evening and talked all about being an exchange student. By the end of the evening, I was sooo tired, and had a headache from speaking sooo much. I went to bed at 9 pm. I party hard. I know. Thursday I woke up around 8 and had a coffee and said goodbye to my parents, they would be leaving the kids at home and heading to Paris for the weekend. On my way to school I lost my bank card, that was a bummer. But, I will be getting along fine on cash until a new one is sent. Yesterday (friday), I went back to the art museum with my friend Lizzi and had a more detailed look around at all of the pieces, there were some strange ones... Then we went into town and to the older part on the water and had a fika at a little café. Then I went to Rocio's to eat some apple pie, and had a nice conversation with her and her mother while watching Project Runway. We concluded her mom is a fashion queen, she picked the winner and the loser. Next I cycled home for a dinner of tacos (VERY swedish. not mexican. swedish) with my brothers. Now I am sitting here, home alone, because I have no friends, writing this post. Anyways, I am going to go live life now, så... Hej då.
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I woke up before 8...
Today I was up and out of the house before 8. I can not recall the last time I was even up before 8, let alone talking in front of people. This morning, almost against my will, I was at a breakfast Rotary meeting at 8 in the morning. Not only was I up, and at a Rotary meeting, I was speaking Swedish infront of the district governor. They were, as most usually are, impressed at how much Swedish I speak. Sometimes it is amazing even to me, that I can speak sometimes, and not think about what I am saying, I just talk. Often times, (Someone just skateboarded down the hallway in case you wanted to know) I have spoken before fully processing what I was saying, and must think back to make sure I said what I wanted to say. It is now afternoon, and I am at school. :)
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procrastination. förhalning.
föorhalning. procrastination. Going to Swedish school, and working in Swedish has not hindered my great skills of procrastination. I might even say that they may have gotten a little worse. I say this because two nights ago I did my Swedish homework the night before I had class. And today I must turn in a psychology paper for which I have barely started. Besides me being supper busy because I am just such a popular guy, I have no excuse. at all. Good thing I had to get up EARLY this morning (6:45) to go to a breakfast Rotary meeting, otherwise I would, likely, still be sleeping.
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The uneventful life i live.
Sometimes when I am working on homework, or just sitting around at home, I get asked from people at home what I am doing in Sweden. Everyone wants to know how amazing life is, and everything that I am doing. What do I have to tell them. Ingenting. Nothing. I do homework, I go to school. I eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I hang out with friends. I buy clothes. My favorite questions is "Have you been to Stockholm?". My aswer is "Yes, multiple times." Then, they all have the same followup question; "Was it simply amazing? What did you do?" Well, Stockholm is great. Its a nice city. Last time I went, I met up with some friends, we had coffee, walked around, went shopping, more coffee, and then went home. Yes it is great, but for me, it is not a big deal to take an hour train to go shopping, nothing to special, just life. Just like any other day.
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I fell off my bike. Again.
I fell off my bike yet again this morning. Ironically, I fell of in the exact same place I fell off last time. This time however, I was going down hill, nice and fast, so I managed to get some nice souvenirs from my fall. I decided to walk the rest of the way to school... Mostly only because my handelbars are no longer aligned. I parked my bike in town, hopefully I will remember to pick it up on the way home. I came to school, and got all patched up. Still feeling a little strange and annoted, but I will survive.
Class Fika today instead of seminar. :)
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Class Fika today instead of seminar. :)
SPIDER!!!!
There is a spider in my room. I am scarred to death of spiders. Spiders and snakes are the only two animals I can not stand. They make me so nervous and scarred. The spider was under my desk. It has now disappeared and I am now scarred to get off my bed for fear of spotting it at my feet. Anyways, I am sitting on my bed. Scarred to get up because of this scary spider in my room.
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Writing.
This afternoon I begun working on a story for NJU:Z, my school's magazine. This article is about the dullest subject I know, myself. Of course being the exchange student you expect these things to happen, but I never imagined that in my first meeting I would be asked to write a piece about myself and my journey to be included in the publication. I am at lost as to what I will write about, but surely something will come in the next month before it goes to print. With this article comes a wonderful shoot. I am actually half looking forward to it, and half dreading it. Anyways, that is life.
This week I also must write a paper on the psychological developments and relation with culture throughout different time periods in history. I am, as expected, writing this in English. Hopefully I will not have to much to say, and over write, as it is so common for me to do.
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This week I also must write a paper on the psychological developments and relation with culture throughout different time periods in history. I am, as expected, writing this in English. Hopefully I will not have to much to say, and over write, as it is so common for me to do.
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