Its been a week now since my return to Norway from West Chester, PA, and I have to admit that I am still a little sad. I guess this is what withdrawal feels like? I have been in the states for 10 months straight and it has been amazing! I cant even being to explain how much I have learned not only about living with other people and making friends with all sorts of background, but I have also learned a LOT about myself.
I have to admit that I have not always been kind. Growing up, I was a very mean child. I was mean to friends and even to my own family. But when I moved to Norway at the age of 13, I got a little taste of karma. For three years straight, I experienced bullying and racism. Long story short, after apologize to as many people I could get a hold of on Facebook, I promised myself to always be kind to others and to be considerate of others.
Only problem is that my guilt made me think its okay for people to take advantage of my kindness, which is NEVER okay. What I am trying to say is that I have finally mastered how to stand up for myself and not be a pushover while still being kind and considerate. It took me all these years but I finally realized that no one is going to respect me if I don’t respect myself. No one is going to know how I feel if I don’t speak up. And as selfish as this might sound, I have stopped being a people pleaser and am now working on myself.
Speaking of working on myself, I have always been confident in myself. I have never doubted myself as far as beauty is concerned, or at least thats what I thought. So on the 13th of February (two days before my 21st birthday), I went ahead and chopped my hair. I got a pixie cut with long side bangs and I loved it the first couple of days. About a week after I chopped off my hair, I felt really depressed. I missed my long curly hair terrible and the reaction that my friends and the people around had didn’t exactly help.
I hated myself for being such an impulsive person and hated my new look that I faked to love. Thats when it hit me that I am not that confident after all. I have been lying to myself all these years, pretending to be someone I am not! I was hiding behind my long hair pretending to be overly confident when really I knew nothing about myself besides the compliments I would get from people about my long curly hair.
Before and after picture of the day I chopped off my hair
As soon as I realized this, I made up my mind to work on myself and how I perceive myself. Its now been three months and I am happy that I chopped my hair. I am happy because chopping my hair off has been a reality check for me. It was forced me to see myself for who I really am, which is not someone I am proud of. I have now started on a new journey that I am pleased to share with the world. I am going natural! No more relaxers! I am going to redefine myself and this is the best time to do so – when I am the most vulnerable I have ever felt my whole entire life.
On the 12th of May 2014 I was surprised with a plane ticket to San Francisco to attend my beautiful sisters graduation. My mother had already left to be with Selam and I had just moved back home from Moss. I had two days to pack and get on a plane to San Francisco just in time for Selam’s graduation on the 15th of May. The whole experience was surreal and it happened so fast, but I did enjoy every minute I spent with Selam after seven years.
Here is a picture I found on Pinterest that I just had to share with you!
This show caught my attention from the very first episode, and I have since then been a faithful viewer 🙂
Two words, crazy and tense!
AMAZING characters, acting, and storyline!
Now this is a show that has made it to my top 5 list despite all the violence, hate, love, and drama involved.
But every once in a while a little comedy is necessary…
Do I even need to say anything?
This show is the reason I love Tuesdays!
This is the only show that has ever managed to make me laugh with every episode! I mean who doesn’t love Phil Dunphy?
The past week has been insane! I moved to Moss exactly 9 days ago and so much has happened in 9 days! So far I have meet all my housemates, gotten acquainted with some students, classmates, some professors. Not to mention a full week of orientation and lots of activities!
I had taken some pictures of my room using my phone, but for some weird reason, word press wont let me upload them 😦 (I will try fixing the problem and uploading them on my next post.)
I know what you are all thinking. “Boring post and no pictures”. I apologize 🙂 As I mentioned earlier, this past week has been stressful and a lot has been happening at the same time. All my energy this week has been spent on registering for my courses, ordering books, and doing lots of research.
And of course, I woke up this morning with a stuffed noes and no voice. I always tend to get sick at the most inconvenient times 😦
Pictures and update coming soon 😀
First stop: Oslo arriving at 13:27
Next stop: Moss arriving at 14:42
2 more days!!
It is amazing how fast time flies! Sometimes I wish I had the power to stop time (just a little while) and enjoy all the little moments in life that I tend to take for granted.
Just a random picture 🙂
Here is how my weekend looked like
I finally finished packing in the morning at 06:00 am. I ended up with 2 large boxes, 1 small box, 1 big suitcase and 1 big training bag.
Thank God for vacuum storage bags!
Ignore the little brown bag. This picture needs to be updated 😀
I then had to go to work from 07:30 – 15:30
Saturday was my last day at Work (07:30 – 15:30). I had to stop by a sports store on my way home to buy myself a new pair of training shoes. I also had to make a quick stop at this really nice cafe in town and myself a can of Whittard Caramel Hot Chocolate.
My room is now empty, and I am not feeling very excited about leaving the place where I feel the most comfortable. There will be no more mother to cook me food and help me with my laundry 😥 I do love new adventures, but this adventure will be one that I can’t compare to any adventure that I have ever experienced. I have no idea whatsoever of what I should expect. All I can do right now is hope for the best!
I have to go back to work and return my work clothes and key card, buy some vitamin supplements from the pharmacy, pick my reading glasses and drive to the city to drop off my thing at the movers.
I will be taking the first train from Egersund to Oslo and then latter on to Moss.