…since my last post. I don’t know why I even have a blog, I’m not nearly interesting enough of a person to have one, and I procrastinate too much for it to be worthwhile. But here I am, It’s been close to a year since I posted. Life does move fast when you’re not looking and when you don’t need it to, I left my friends in Stockholm way too soon, and in some cases, not soon enough. It was a turbulent year with lots of emotions and drama. Yet I’ve never grown so close to a group of people as my classmates. The summer went by with a haze, my idyllic vision of walking by fields of wheat and rye didn’t take place. Instead I was privy to the vivid hallucinations of chemically induced madness. Fun at first, overwhelming later. And just when I thought the summer would go on for ages like a bad trip. Autumn hit with it swift cold winds. With it came the academic train. I am now a student of the prestigious University of Uppsala and a member of the student body. Why is it I don’t feel any different from all those years in high school? Lectures about nonsensical stuff, falling behind from having other, more interesting and more fun books to read. Why should I read about the economic habits of the Trobriand people of New Guinea, instead of FitzChivalry, Farseer of the Farseer Trilogy by Robin Hobb? Granted I’ve already read the trilogy thrice, It still beats the work of Hylland-Erikssen in terms of pleasure. And now its 04:47, supposedly I am to wake up at 9.30 to get bring the shattered pieces of myself out of bed and get ready for today’s seminar. I am somewhat dubious of the chances of success.