Hmm, it’s been a somewhat turbulent week–lot of emotional ups and downs. I think generally, December and January have been the most dejecting months thus far. I find myself questioning a lot of things, especially in regards to how I fit into all of this. It’s a strange thought to think of yourself as a piece of…well, I don’t know what–to be plucked suddenly out of your environment and implanted into a new foreign niche. And sometimes, it just feels so unright–a bit too many jagged edges sticking out and empty grooves to be filled. Of course, I knew what I was getting into, but there’s just no way you can really prepare for it.
Or I don’t know, maybe it’s just the weather and lack of sun. I’d like to convince myself to think so. At least now I know why Norwegians travel south so much.

It probably sounds worse than it actually is. In fact, there were plenty of great things that happened this week. On Tuesday Joakim, Marie and I spent the evening at Silje’s (my local AFS contact) playing Risk. Friday, we saw Jan-Erik in concert, Saturday I spent the entire day at Rudi’s house playing ping-pong and chilling, and today I cooked corn chowder for the family and spent some good quality time with Joakim out and about in the snow.
Also, lately I’ve been taking a lot of night walks with Luiza, which I’m really beginning to love. And, I’ve been keeping to my new year’s resolution and am beginning to take to the barbells.

And this coming week, I will be skipping school and working at Mamma’s kindergarten. I think it will be a refreshing break, playing with kids all day. And at the end of this week, there will be an AFS hyttetur in Hønefoss. Hopefully that’ll recharge my batteries.