With me moving, my family selling the house and most of my friends going to further education or the army, it’s some major changes going on. People I meet in the street are always asking when I’m leaving etc. and I get really bored by it, ’cause I don’t know exactly when. I’ll go when I go, no worries and no regrets (that’s for sure!).
So, Kornelius are leaving tomorrow for Tønsberg, four days ahead of schedule. It’s actually great, because now I can really focus on the shit I should’ve done a long time ago; clean up my room, throw away all the stuff I won’t need or that I’ve grown out of; preparing the house for sale. I’ll be going soon too, so I don’t know why I’m writing this. I think the changes ahead just made a manifested realization when I heard..
I’ll be leaving for Oslo, the capital of Norway, pretty soon now. Can’t wait to get my ass out of Norway, to live in a totally different environment, learning a new language and getting to know a whole other different culture. I’m not speaking about Oslo now, but Havannah. If you didn’t know, I’ll go to study in Cuba from September to December, something I’m really looking forward to. I just don’t enjoy packing stuff, it always gets me worried.
So tonight, since the Kim is home from the army and Kornelius leaves tomorrow, we are supposed to do something fun. the Kim has made a reasonable proposition; crashing a high-school party, but I don’t know. I don’t get paid until Thursday or even Saturday next week, and my wallet is getting emptier and emptier as we speak.. It’s amazing how much dough you manage to spend when you’re unemployed! Really sick. If I hadn’t been applying for a student’s loan and a scholarship, which are two of the greatest things about Norwegian politics (e.g "we pay the student and the student will pay back later"), I’d be facing an economical death pretty soon…
Well, I’m off to do my chores; throw away all the useless shit we’ve been storing around the house for years. Wish me good luck, there’s a jungle out there!