
Gamla Stan.
In two days, I will have been in this beautiful city for three months. It's still completely unreal. I love Stockholm more that I could ever imagine, and I feel that is my real home. I have never been surrounded by such true beauty before, and having only eight months left here just simply won't be enough time. Everything seems to be falling into place, my Swedish is improving, I am starting to make myself only speak Swedish and I'm having everyone talk to me in Swedish unless they are explaining a word or something. & My host family, couldn't be more fantastic, I care about them so much, and can't even bear the fact that I have only eight more months to be with them. I'm sure your thinking, that eight months is a long time, which sure, it is but it's not long enough. I do miss home very much though, and I miss my cats, and family and friends, but it's not that hard anymore. Of course whenever I Skype with my Mom I make sure I can see my cats to make sure they're still alive and fat. But there is so much I don't miss, like American high school, since I've been here my eyes have been opened to see how extremely strict high school in the US is, I already know I will have problems with that when I get back, but it's completely opposite here. I really am starting to enjoy school a little bit more when I can actually understand what's going on, however school lunches here, not so much. I liked them at first for the first week at school, but now we have the same thing every week, and I don't like most of it. We do have Salad and bread every day also which isn't so bad, but I would prefer to bring my lunch if that was an option. No one brings their lunch to school.
This weekend we had a dinner party again, in fact we will be having a dinner party the next two weekends also. The one this last Saturday we had a traditional Swedish meal for the 10Th of November, even though we didn't have the dinner party on the 10Th of November. We had a goose, with blood soup and goose liver. So turns out that wasn't my favorite meal. I didn't like the goose, I was brave enough to try the liver and it was nasty nasty, and the blood soup was actually somehow good, it tasted like gingerbread. I would've had more than just a spoonful but I mentally couldn't have anymore and get over the fact that I just consumed blood.
A couple more differences I have been told or noticed is that when you pay the bills, you just mail the money or send an email to one place even if the bill is for electricity or water or whatever it is for. Also everyone in all of Sweden gets payed on the 25Th of every month, it's always been that day. Also checks and checkbooks almost don't exist in Sweden, no one at all use them anymore, and they are way to old fashioned. I can't think of anymore right now.
So today, I got sick again, I am sick of being sick! I have a very bad sore throat and my nose has been stuffy all day. It really sucks. Tomorrow I may stay home but then I would miss going to see Harry Potter on opening night! Even though I don't really care about Harry Potter, we've reserved these tickets quite awhile ago, so I would feel bad for not going.

