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You used to be so right
Now some Russians kicking me in a fight
Dear FreeTRA I don't like you anymore


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It used to be you and me some German porn and simple words
Now you want me to translate real words
Dear Oscar I don't like you anymore

Epiolouge

I might not be in Australia anymore but I might aswell write something here.

I'm back in Sweden after a year and to be honest I don't want to be here, sure I have my family, friends and loved ones here, but I can't leave, I can't return.

During the first two hours in Sweden, four Swedish people talked english to me, they actually thought I didn't understand Swedish.
How can I call this my home when people don't see me as one of them, a Scandinavian, a Swede.

The truth is that I've lived ten years in Norway, ten years in Sweden, one year in Australia, out of this I've never felt as home as I did in Australia, people actually cared for me there, I wasn't just some international student, I was a mate.

I'm going to return to Australia, migrate and never think about Sweden or Norway ever again.
This isn't my home anymore, this is a foreign country to me.

Eight hours in CHINA!

Finaly something good with the whole going home thing, well more than the obvious, I'm going to have eight hours in China and if I'm lucky I can leave the airport, me in the BIGGEST Communist republic that is left, this is just to cool!
I have to see more than the airport, I mean just think about it, we have so much, culture and history, I'm so excited, for me a Marxist this is a great oppurtunity to see communism up close (sure it's a twisted one that isn't close to Marxism but still) and I get to see a new world which I've never thought I'd see in many years.

Can't stop smiling now.

silence before the storm

It's an old saying, but in Cairns at the moment it's everything but silent, the wind are picking up and Yasi are on it's way in, it's going to hit in about fiften to twenty minutes, this is one of the biggest cyclones in a while and the Australians in the affected area are preparing with everything they have.

Advice on telly are out saying, stay inside, hide under a strong table, use madrasses if the roof goes.

It's a category five cyclone, some people doesn't seem to understand how dangerous this is, a reporter in a hostel just talked about some people playing drinking games, one Yank who claimed to have survived a cyclone in the US were planning to go outside to have a cyclone party tonight.
Let's hope he uses his brain, but I guess not, I mean he is a Yank after all.

People have been recording their homes and where they are going to hide now before the cyclone hit, they are going to bunk in small rooms and halways.

Good luck north Queenslanders, our hearts are with you.

okay now I've done it

Stupid embassy, they wanted me to give them a list of people that could help me with my ticket home, I just scribled down a couple of people that would be logical to help me out.
But ofcourse the embasy said something, no idea what, but it uppset whoever they called, that wasn't my plan, I thought the people they called would say that they couldn't help out so that the embassy would be forced to help me out, but noooo ofcourse not.
I'd like to know what they said, appart from that I couldn't care less, but as I said, this wasn't my plan at all.
It's not my fault!

Oh geez to much, now both my parents are mad at me, but I never meant for it to go like this.

Stupid stupid embassy.

Just great

My Landlords have found out that the wireing in the house could be dangerous which means that they might have to re do everything, that means that I might have to move out, if that is the case I've decided to transfer to Gothenbourg and continue my studies there, it's sad because I like it here, a lot, but on the bright side, free studies, close to my family and friends.

It's still to early to say anything for sure.
Let's hope for the best!

yey

Owell it's not much but it's more than nothing, yes I sort of have a job now, handing out adds during the week.

Thank god for the kindness of Bob and Ronda, I mean they buy me food when they realize my supplies have run out, they don't mind the rent being late and the same goes for the electricity bill.

My Lecturer were late, I know now that I passed his topic, however now the guy at the ISSU seems to be gone. (with my luck, he's probably stuck in queensland) And with him gone and he being the only one who can fix with the documents for Laanekassa I'm in some deep deep SH%T, I will have to keep looking for work.

I almost forgot to tell you that I'm also applying for a police clearance wich will allow me to work in certain areas, I'm also my own buisness here in Australia.

With an ABN (Australian Buisness Number).

Queensland

Yesterday I was glued to the telly, they were talking about it the whole day, more than 12 hours with continueing information about the flood, it's insane to see all this, people are loosing their homes, their lives and even their loved ones.

One third of Brisbane will be without power and some water will even make it down to Murray River wich means that Adelaide will taste som of it, not in the same scale as in Queensland, but with the last floods before christmas some of the water ran through the Murray river and a swimmer drowned.

The youngest one in Queensland is a four year old boy, it's sad to see everything.
Some stories about heroic deeds are out there, like the old retired guy that sent his grandchildren up to the roof by floaters, then he sent them away in the rescue helicopter and had to cling on to the roof for more than half an hour for the helicopter to come back.

75% of Queensland have been decleared a disaster zone, this is the biggest flood since 1974 and it's alot bigger.

so to all Australians struggling to survive who haven't been found yet, don't give up hope, you have a whole nation who supports you and who prays for you.

So here I sit

Yes, here, listening to old Western Theme song classics, such as "The Good The Bad and The Ugly", "For a Fistful of Dollars" and many more, I realize that I'm comfortable with my life the way it is,
I'm happy to be who I am, not having people telling me to stop dress a certain way or cut my hair, I can go to bed whenever I want to and don't have someone tell me that "in this house we all go to bed when I do" or "Turn down that thing you call music!" I don't have to worry about people telling me to act in their ways and my political beliefs barely interests this household.

My hair is long and soon I'll have long enough to pull everything back into a tail so I can wear my hat on top, then the only thing missing is a dusty (dustcoat) and I'm comfortable.

Sure I love my family, but no one seem to know who I am and who I want to be, instead they are all trying to mold me into someone I'm not.
I do understand that it's important to look like someone respectable in some cases, but people at home tried to give me an expression of UNI, well they were wrong.
I see band T-shirts daily and I even had a lecturer that listened to Iron Maiden.

This life has really given me a chance to see me, me for who I am and me for who I want to be and even if for some stupid reason I wouldn't get another loan from Loanbox (lånekassa) I would still not move home, I would transfer my studies to a Swedish university and just continue there, I don't want to move home, I'd rather live free and make my own choices, not living like I did before comming here.

The taste of freedom, sure it will be more work and more choices for me to take, but as time go on and I learn more and more I can do almost what I want and by Marx I'll do it!