Oh my God, I can scarcely believe it, but: It’s summer!

First: I know I haven’t been writing for a while. My life hasn’t been very interesting, and May has mostly been spent reading, writing and reading a bit more. I have written one of my two bachelor assignments as well as preparing for three exams. And today has been my first day of freedom after those exams. Yesterday I had my last (family and childhood sociology) and I delivered my psychology assignment just afterward (without even reading it thoughroughly through). Then I spent a good 1200 kr on new curriculum books – just as a treat – and went to work out for the first time in two weeks. As I ran on the treadmill and listened to high-volume-music, it eventually came to me, the feeling of knowing that I had made it through a whole semester of studying twice as much as what’s expected as well as managing a half-time job. I had grown so accostumed to the weight on my shoulders that I didn’t notice it until it fell from them. My God!

Now, all I lack (in theory) is a sociology bachelor assignment (15 study points of worth) and then I’m done with my bachelor. I’ll still spend another year, most likely, on taking additional subjects purely for fun, and try to improve the grades of some I’ve already taken, but basically, I’m starting to see an end to it. And, as we know, an end to something is always the start of something new. These days, I can all but dream of how this new beginning will be, and of all the exciting things that will happen. Although it’s still a year ’till I kiss Trondheim goodbye, I think a lot of good and inspiring things will happen before then. I’ll read a lot, learn a lot, see a lot and hopefully feel a lot. I’m excited, naive and optimistic, and it’s a rare feeling that must be enjoyed.

Yesterday, I went to the theatre to celebrate myself and see a play, a musical named Spring Awakening, at Trøndelag teater. It was really an amazing performance. It made me think of two things: (1) I miss theatre; the acting, the performance, the feeling of stage life, and the way it makes me feel to see the actors so involved in the story and so in tune with each other. (2) I really miss music. Although I listen to music every day, I miss playing, and I miss being a part of a big orchestra. When I grow up, I’ll buy a beautiful and expensive cello, and play it alone in a big room, with myself as the only spectator.

Tomorrow, I will party as I’ve never partied before, and drink, eat and laugh to honor my dearest Kine Renate, who’ve finished a grade in anthropology, and soon is to leave Trondheim for good in order to investigate the rest of the big, adventurous World.

My safe Haven in a terrifying world. Dear me, how will I ever manage without her?