24GB. 10 months of documents, pictures and videos. I managed to save all of it on my own computer and then deleted the files on the one I got from school.
I overslept like crazy and got to school two hours late. Nobody cared. After not doing anything productive for a couple of hours, I had a talk with my Estetisk kommunikation teacher about the music video. He didn’t really give me a grade, but he made clear that he liked the way I’d been working during the last semester.
In the evening, the last meeting with explorius and all the other exchange studens in Stockholm took place. It was awkward. Like, really awkward. For more than one hour, nobody talked and everyone seemed to be a little bit down. After the “official part” was over, me and three other people went to Pizza Hut and the atmosphere became a lot happier.
We had “Klasskampen” at school. So every class did a couple of games/competitions and the one with most points won (not my class, haha).
I didn’t participate. Instead, I took a Swedish test. The day before, my mentor told me that if I’d pass a 9th grade Swedish National test, it’d be a lot easier for me to start studying in Sweden in case I decided to come back for University.
20 pages with text, 9 with questions and writing an essay of about 350 words. My teacher forgot about me, so I went out to find her. After 4.5 hours I was done.
I met up with Chase in Stockholm, got to know another friend of them and we hung around until I got on the train to Iris. We had a barbecue there and smashed a watermelon that we’d written a lot of “bad words” (like “leaving” or “homophobia”) on. It was great.
Last day of school. We had a little concert in the auditorium with all students and teachers in the audience and then fika in one of our classrooms. I was feeling pretty well until my mentor started talking about me not being here anymore next year. She handed me all the written reports from my teachers and I got a pretty amazing coffee cup and dish towel. My grades are good I’d say.
My classmates made a frame with a cute poem and pictures they’d taken with me during my exchange year. It was really adorable and made me happy-sad.
Soooo many hugs.
I handed in my computer and then tried to find my Swedish teacher. She told me that I’d gotten a B (a German 1-) for the written part of my National test. I was really proud of myself.
Went to Sanna’s and Alva’s school to watch their show there.
Chase came over to my place and we spent a couple of hours talking and chilling. Right after they’d left, Rebecka asked if she could come over since we won’t be able to meet before midsummer.
We went to a party at Egalia in the evening, but left again after 1 hour because the only good thing about it were free snacks.
Now they’re only ten days left until my parents pick me up. TEN DAYS. How did that happen?!?!
Spent the day sleeping and later biking with Alva.
Also, I just got an email from my Swedish teacher, saying that I have to come to school next week to do the spoken part of my National test. Ugh. Kinda annoying. On the other hand, I could get an A.
I’m exhausted. And mildly stressed, even though we don’t have school anymore. Guess it’s because I’m leaving soon.