Sunday. I'm back on Swedish soil again, and it feels so incredibly surreal. And I guess this is when the anxiety kicks in for real. In one weeks time from now, I am supposed to have finished my great school assignment about my weeks of internship in England. Haven't had the time to even start yet. Yet I am expected to be able to do this, in such short period of time, when I haven't even melted it all yet.. Did this really just happen? Did I just spend five weeks in another country, with people I did not know from before, in a completely new surrounding, in the british professional world of business? Yes. I did. Apparently. I even recieved a certificate to prove so, which I will stick on the wall whenever I get the time to buy a proper frame.
Arriving in Sweden by night time yesterday, the cold nordic breeze hit my lungs and snowflakes roughly brushed my face. Just a typical aprils fools of a welcome for this country. Not to mention what a complete environment change that was, just recently having been walking around in Green Park with the sun roasting us. Anyways, enough about the weather already.
I feel relieved, at ease, but yet sad, in so many different aspects. Never did I think working abroad would of have such an impact on me as it did. I realise this now, actually having the mindset that I will miss it. Not neccessarily the way of living, since it could be somewhat of a hustle, but everything else. The work, the people, the city, the connection, the spirit of the town. Rarely did I have the time to do anything else than work, but when I did I tried my best to socialise with other people, newly found friends, explore the area. Always trying to achieve something new, feel that every day had a different purpose. Mostly I did this by documenting everything with pictures. Which also, I am expected to keep an exhibition about in school.
Also do I feel that I will miss my work colleagues in England. Never have I felt that form of recognition or trust when it comes to work. Me, being the youngest recruit of the team, being given so much responsibility and trust, made me at first feel really unsure and scared almost - because what if I screw up?
Arriving in Sweden by night time yesterday, the cold nordic breeze hit my lungs and snowflakes roughly brushed my face. Just a typical aprils fools of a welcome for this country. Not to mention what a complete environment change that was, just recently having been walking around in Green Park with the sun roasting us. Anyways, enough about the weather already.
I feel relieved, at ease, but yet sad, in so many different aspects. Never did I think working abroad would of have such an impact on me as it did. I realise this now, actually having the mindset that I will miss it. Not neccessarily the way of living, since it could be somewhat of a hustle, but everything else. The work, the people, the city, the connection, the spirit of the town. Rarely did I have the time to do anything else than work, but when I did I tried my best to socialise with other people, newly found friends, explore the area. Always trying to achieve something new, feel that every day had a different purpose. Mostly I did this by documenting everything with pictures. Which also, I am expected to keep an exhibition about in school.
Also do I feel that I will miss my work colleagues in England. Never have I felt that form of recognition or trust when it comes to work. Me, being the youngest recruit of the team, being given so much responsibility and trust, made me at first feel really unsure and scared almost - because what if I screw up?
Imagining that that would be the end of the world.. misspelling something or putting something in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yikes, how you can stress yourself up over the tiniest thingst, when you just want to do right for yourself. "But in order to succeed, you must fail, so you know what not to do the next time".
Having all of this in mind - I can proudly state that I got ridiculously good reviews/evaluations from both of my work places, making me feel spoiled almost. But it surely gave me a positive nudge to my self-esteem. That I actually CAN do something good, that I'm not a failure (this being printed in after three tough years in high school), I feel proud of myself, I guess - even though I'm not that comfortable with bragging about it really. What's the saying, "Work hard in silence, let success be your voice".
I'm sorry if this post doesn't make any sense or if it sounds like a load of rubbish or brag. I just don't know where to begin with this whole story/experience.. It feels too personal in a way to talk about here, at least the work details. Maybe I'll just keep that part to my school assignment. We'll see. If anybody is still reading this blog, that is. One thing I do want to say though is that you have got to follow your dreams people. Please. You have one life on this earth, ONE LIFE. Why waste it on something that makes you unhappy? Unsure? Unsatisfied? Untrue? Undignified? NO.
Stand up for yourself. Don't bother to care what other people think you should do or ought to do, just to fit in, or because it's the safest option. You are your own guidance, and YOU are the most important person in YOUR life - embrace that, protect that, and fight for whatever in this world you want to achieve - the only thing that can stop you, is yourself. Yes, cheesy words, deal with it.
I'll end this post here, not sure what the headline is..
I will never forget my time in England, and for my newly found friends that I got there - I sincerely hope I will see all of you again. You know where to find me/contact me.
Take care of each other.
X
(Picture from one of my favorite movies of all time - Billy Elliot. If you haven't seen it, do it, and you will understand why.)
Having all of this in mind - I can proudly state that I got ridiculously good reviews/evaluations from both of my work places, making me feel spoiled almost. But it surely gave me a positive nudge to my self-esteem. That I actually CAN do something good, that I'm not a failure (this being printed in after three tough years in high school), I feel proud of myself, I guess - even though I'm not that comfortable with bragging about it really. What's the saying, "Work hard in silence, let success be your voice".
I'm sorry if this post doesn't make any sense or if it sounds like a load of rubbish or brag. I just don't know where to begin with this whole story/experience.. It feels too personal in a way to talk about here, at least the work details. Maybe I'll just keep that part to my school assignment. We'll see. If anybody is still reading this blog, that is. One thing I do want to say though is that you have got to follow your dreams people. Please. You have one life on this earth, ONE LIFE. Why waste it on something that makes you unhappy? Unsure? Unsatisfied? Untrue? Undignified? NO.
Stand up for yourself. Don't bother to care what other people think you should do or ought to do, just to fit in, or because it's the safest option. You are your own guidance, and YOU are the most important person in YOUR life - embrace that, protect that, and fight for whatever in this world you want to achieve - the only thing that can stop you, is yourself. Yes, cheesy words, deal with it.
I'll end this post here, not sure what the headline is..
I will never forget my time in England, and for my newly found friends that I got there - I sincerely hope I will see all of you again. You know where to find me/contact me.
Take care of each other.
X
(Picture from one of my favorite movies of all time - Billy Elliot. If you haven't seen it, do it, and you will understand why.)
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Allmänt En kommentarSunday. I'm back on Swedish soil again, and it feels so incredibly surreal. And I guess this is when the anxiety kicks in for real. In one weeks time from now, I am supposed to have finished my great school assignment about my weeks of internship in England. Haven't had the time to even start yet. Yet I am expected to be able to do this, in such short period of time, when I haven't even melted it all yet.. Did this really just happen? Did I just spend five weeks in another country, with people I did not know from before, in a completely new surrounding, in the british professional world of business? Yes. I did. Apparently. I even recieved a certificate to prove so, which I will stick on the wall whenever I get the time to buy a proper frame.
Arriving in Sweden by night time yesterday, the cold nordic breeze hit my lungs and snowflakes roughly brushed my face. Just a typical aprils fools of a welcome for this country. Not to mention what a complete environment change that was, just recently having been walking around in Green Park with the sun roasting us. Anyways, enough about the weather already.
I feel relieved, at ease, but yet sad, in so many different aspects. Never did I think working abroad would of have such an impact on me as it did. I realise this now, actually having the mindset that I will miss it. Not neccessarily the way of living, since it could be somewhat of a hustle, but everything else. The work, the people, the city, the connection, the spirit of the town. Rarely did I have the time to do anything else than work, but when I did I tried my best to socialise with other people, newly found friends, explore the area. Always trying to achieve something new, feel that every day had a different purpose. Mostly I did this by documenting everything with pictures. Which also, I am expected to keep an exhibition about in school.
Also do I feel that I will miss my work colleagues in England. Never have I felt that form of recognition or trust when it comes to work. Me, being the youngest recruit of the team, being given so much responsibility and trust, made me at first feel really unsure and scared almost - because what if I screw up?
Arriving in Sweden by night time yesterday, the cold nordic breeze hit my lungs and snowflakes roughly brushed my face. Just a typical aprils fools of a welcome for this country. Not to mention what a complete environment change that was, just recently having been walking around in Green Park with the sun roasting us. Anyways, enough about the weather already.
I feel relieved, at ease, but yet sad, in so many different aspects. Never did I think working abroad would of have such an impact on me as it did. I realise this now, actually having the mindset that I will miss it. Not neccessarily the way of living, since it could be somewhat of a hustle, but everything else. The work, the people, the city, the connection, the spirit of the town. Rarely did I have the time to do anything else than work, but when I did I tried my best to socialise with other people, newly found friends, explore the area. Always trying to achieve something new, feel that every day had a different purpose. Mostly I did this by documenting everything with pictures. Which also, I am expected to keep an exhibition about in school.
Also do I feel that I will miss my work colleagues in England. Never have I felt that form of recognition or trust when it comes to work. Me, being the youngest recruit of the team, being given so much responsibility and trust, made me at first feel really unsure and scared almost - because what if I screw up?
Imagining that that would be the end of the world.. misspelling something or putting something in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yikes, how you can stress yourself up over the tiniest thingst, when you just want to do right for yourself. "But in order to succeed, you must fail, so you know what not to do the next time".
Having all of this in mind - I can proudly state that I got ridiculously good reviews/evaluations from both of my work places, making me feel spoiled almost. But it surely gave me a positive nudge to my self-esteem. That I actually CAN do something good, that I'm not a failure (this being printed in after three tough years in high school), I feel proud of myself, I guess - even though I'm not that comfortable with bragging about it really. What's the saying, "Work hard in silence, let success be your voice".
I'm sorry if this post doesn't make any sense or if it sounds like a load of rubbish or brag. I just don't know where to begin with this whole story/experience.. It feels too personal in a way to talk about here, at least the work details. Maybe I'll just keep that part to my school assignment. We'll see. If anybody is still reading this blog, that is. One thing I do want to say though is that you have got to follow your dreams people. Please. You have one life on this earth, ONE LIFE. Why waste it on something that makes you unhappy? Unsure? Unsatisfied? Untrue? Undignified? NO.
Stand up for yourself. Don't bother to care what other people think you should do or ought to do, just to fit in, or because it's the safest option. You are your own guidance, and YOU are the most important person in YOUR life - embrace that, protect that, and fight for whatever in this world you want to achieve - the only thing that can stop you, is yourself. Yes, cheesy words, deal with it.
I'll end this post here, not sure what the headline is..
I will never forget my time in England, and for my newly found friends that I got there - I sincerely hope I will see all of you again. You know where to find me/contact me.
Take care of each other.
X
(Picture from one of my favorite movies of all time - Billy Elliot. If you haven't seen it, do it, and you will understand why.)
Having all of this in mind - I can proudly state that I got ridiculously good reviews/evaluations from both of my work places, making me feel spoiled almost. But it surely gave me a positive nudge to my self-esteem. That I actually CAN do something good, that I'm not a failure (this being printed in after three tough years in high school), I feel proud of myself, I guess - even though I'm not that comfortable with bragging about it really. What's the saying, "Work hard in silence, let success be your voice".
I'm sorry if this post doesn't make any sense or if it sounds like a load of rubbish or brag. I just don't know where to begin with this whole story/experience.. It feels too personal in a way to talk about here, at least the work details. Maybe I'll just keep that part to my school assignment. We'll see. If anybody is still reading this blog, that is. One thing I do want to say though is that you have got to follow your dreams people. Please. You have one life on this earth, ONE LIFE. Why waste it on something that makes you unhappy? Unsure? Unsatisfied? Untrue? Undignified? NO.
Stand up for yourself. Don't bother to care what other people think you should do or ought to do, just to fit in, or because it's the safest option. You are your own guidance, and YOU are the most important person in YOUR life - embrace that, protect that, and fight for whatever in this world you want to achieve - the only thing that can stop you, is yourself. Yes, cheesy words, deal with it.
I'll end this post here, not sure what the headline is..
I will never forget my time in England, and for my newly found friends that I got there - I sincerely hope I will see all of you again. You know where to find me/contact me.
Take care of each other.
X
(Picture from one of my favorite movies of all time - Billy Elliot. If you haven't seen it, do it, and you will understand why.)