friday evening, some tea near to me, nice zik in the hears, I am finally sitting at home.
(ahahah i know what you think dear sister hihi and YES, i am soon to be older and i wish me this for my birthday. alternativ:
this but with the option brain and initiativ)
anyway, une fois n´est pas coutume, I was in Gothenburg some days this week to fill my brain with some usefull things for work. I did also fill my soul and I wouldn’t have bet (?) 50 of that on monday!
When I left home on tuesday, I was
1) super very tired and
2) not feeling social at all. I don’t know exactly why, unusual for me but socialize with people was far from my expectations and my plans for the next 3 days.
Anywayz (again!), I worked in the train, arrived on time there (thank you mervellous train company that make you come on time to the meeting but late in your bed ahah). The people here were kind of a mix of people who already knew each other or apparently not funny people (ok, i know, no one is allowed to judge like that, i know).
On tuesday, I simply avoided to begin a conversation, to ask someone if there was plan for the evening, i went to give some money out for a jeans (see some future article, i have something to say about that ahah) and then staid in my room to work a litle (3 hours… gloups…).
On wednesday, it was kind of a marathon day: sitting 11hours trying to listen and learn something (it had been light ages that i focused that much on something so long!). During the obligatory coffee breaks, I began to think that maybe some people were cool but i don’t know why either, it seemed really hard to get in touch with a smart way. I was simply social disable! My bad mood from the day before did win on me! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANT SOME FUN WITH PEOPLE AGAIN!!!!!!1 PLEAZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!
At the end of this laborious day, i tempted to ask if there was some outgoing plans for the evening. oj, answer “maybe?!” well, cool! No big expectations either here but as I was showering and so, I felt that the party mood was coming!
I was the first at the hotel reception (bleh!), hating my winter coat. I hate it now, I had enough, I want to wear my spring coat and all that goes with! (I am turning into a kind of blondinbella talking of clothes all the time!!!). I felt my good mood leaving me while waiting (but wait, i was not too early, the others were late!) but they (5 boyz) came. What for an escorte! :)
We found some restaurant to eat there and I hated that too, the conversation was all about me at the beginning. Now that I live since a couple of years abroad, I am totally used to be “not in my growing up country” and I am nearly chocked now how people can just stuck on it. There are millions of people living abroad, by choice or obligation and I dont consider my case as something exceptional or so. That is one of the reasons why i want to sound like a swede when i speak swedish, just to avoid to have such moments. Actually, this is a litle my fault too because if I had something interesting to say, people wouldn’t focus on my “difference”.
The dinner was good and the company very enjoyable and the rest of the evening/night was really a candy for my soul. The day after, I felt like when I was student and partying the whole night and going to school the day after (except that I felt tired this time). Nothing was able to kill my refounded self-confidence. And one more day after, I feel reborn, as if I took 3
weeks vacations in Patagonia. I was amazed by how people can get along well without having much in common -except some otippad music taste!
I don’t think I will ever meet these people again in my lifetime but they will leave an unforgettable feeling: the one to get connected. My advice if you’re feeling blue: get inspired by people around you!
Wo ist das Meer? 
