Here I am. A newly graduated university student who can’t quite believe how fast time has gone.

I have always, kind of, known that I would study journalism. But that I would do it in England, combine it with creative writing, and manage to achieve a 2.1 is something I never even dared to dream.

I graduated on Monday the 23rd of July, on the hottest day in the history of the UK, and it was a wonderful, slightly anticlimactic, experience. Anticlimactic because it feels like I finished two months ago.

But I got to spend the day with my favourite course mates, a few proud and supportive lectures, and my beloved family who were visiting from Sweden.


(Only Mattias is missing.)

Afterwards, I took them, Dennis, my mother in law, Andri and her mother, to Notting Hill and Churchill Arms, an iconic pub covered in flowers to celebrate with Thai food. It was a great day.



These three years has been both overwhelming, challenging, beautiful and educational. I often forget how tough the second half of my first year was; how ill I was and how I was not sure that I could continue studying. But I did, somehow, and I only realise this as I see my loved ones proud and emotional. Because I never really think about it myself.

Now I am ready for new and exciting opportunities. And I am glad that I am here, in London, searching for what is to come.

Where have I gone?

Wow. It’s been a while.
I’m afraid that I have gone incognito on cyber space.
I might be back though (might).

Here’s a little update.
I don’t work at Eric anymore. Which is sad, I really liked it there. But I was their first employee and in the end they couldn’t afford me just yet.

So I had almost a month of applying for a million jobs, trying to save money, trying to not panic, and in the end I started working at a pub in Richmond. Which was probably the best thing that could have happened.
I love working in a pub. I love beer, I love people, and I love football so it has been easy to keep up with the World Cup. The people I work with are great!

I have also applied for some nanny jobs and next month I will start working with a lovely family in Chelsea.

Hopefully this will give me more time to write. Both here in cyber space and on my personal projects!

Oh, and I have been reading loads! I crave Swedish crime novels in the summer.

Also, I miss Öland and Sweden a lot. Especially now. This will be my first summer ever that I don’t spend on my island. It feels a bit weird. But I will have to go there soon anyway, thanks to my dysfunctional vagina.

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