10 months later and welcomed with love

On the 17th of December I arrived in Copenhagen after my first 10 months in Australia.
I was so excited I could barely sit still the last hour on the plane, I was going to see my mum again!!!
The first thing I saw when I walked through the exit was my mum’s small head jumping up and down trying to find me among the crowd. Lots of x’s and o’s were shared between me, my mum and my stepdad Bjerne!
Mums says ”turn right!”, and there’s some freaks holding up a banner and it takes me about 15 seconds (trying to peer through all the tears and tiredness, and trying to understand who Pernilla is since almost no one has called me that in the last 10 months), and then Maria is peeking over the banner. My two best friends Maria and Eve had come to surprise me and boy, was I surprised (Even more tears at this stage)!

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I am surrounded by so much love in this world and I am so grateful for every single one of you.
After this I was thinking about the movie Love Actually;

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.

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You know when you’ve been overseas and you’ve been working really, really hard on your tan (believe me when I say that I’ve been working on it. My friends back home in Australia actually said that I am fifty shades of white), and instantly when you get of the plane it feels like all your tan just come off.
It wasn’t like that here. Thank you guys for being so white 😉

Vegetarian? Why not.

A couple of weeks ago we had an assignment in our nutrition class about creating a Eco-friendly food challenge blog and I chose to try to reduce my meat intake.
The first week I didn’t eat any red meat and the second week I avoided all meat, becoming a ”one week’vegetarian” – AND IT WAS AWFUL!!!! 

It felt like all I did was eating porridge and fruit and I never wanted tacos so much in my entire life! When the weekend of that week came I broke this ”meat avoiding-life” and ate calamari.
When Monday came I made tacos and after taking a couple of bites of it I realized it actually wasn’t that good. I started making dishes that were vegetarian. And here I am – I don’t only avoid buying meat, most of the time I don’t even like it.
Except for when I buy a burger or something I barely eat any meat. And this coming from the girl that never, ever saw herself as a vegetarian.

My mum asked; So no Christmas ham this year?
It doesn’t matter how much of a vegetarian I become, I will never say no to Christmas ham. Or Swedish sausages. Cause let’s face it – Australia has the worst sausages ever.

 

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First year at uni done

In the beginning of my second semester of uni I had a class with my friend Jenna, and the tutor for that class loved having music in the background.
This one day she played Coldplay – Sky full of stars, and I told Jenna about my trip i did last year in Croatia, France and Italy. Cause that song reminds me of that time when I borrowed a bike and went down the hills in Siena in this veery warm weather, it was out in no where. If I wouldn’t have done that trip by myself I would probably not be here in Australia right now.

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Before that trip I was scared as hell. Go away, alone, in Europe, as a girl? I would get killed, I would get mugged. I had the worst thoughts you can possibly think of.
When I left for Australia I was scared, however, not as scared.

If you ever feel like moving to another country, do it. It is so worth it.
Today I finished my first year of uni here at The Sunshine coast. And I couldn’t be more proud of myself.
I got burned. I saw two snakes. I went snorkeling. I got to know myself by a new name. I was scared. I challenged myself. I failed. I succeeded in Pernilla-style. I surfed. I cried, a lot. But I also loved a lot. I did not, however, get bit by a shark.

This year I have met some really amazing people that can handle me on my worst days and also laugh with me on my best.

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And in about one month I’m going to Sweden to visit, which feels very odd. I said goodbye to mum almost ten months ago, yet it feels like two weeks.

I’m walking on sunshine, literally

At 8am I got home from a morning walk along the beach. And I love the active lifestyle here! At 7.30 there are so much people out walking, running and swimming. Everyone is so happy and they greet you as you walk by them, either with a smile or a ”Good morning!”. I absolutely love it! It’s hard not be active here on the coast.

My weird friend Jenna made a sandwich with bananas and strawberries on, so freaking amazing! So I made me one straight away when I got home. These weird Aussies hey!

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It’s only one week to go (ONE WEEK!!!) and I’m really trying not to stress my ass off!
Have an anatomy exam on Wednesday and one report due on Sunday. Library, here I come!

Some music to pump up your Sunday mood!

 

Sweden compared to Australia – Food culture

Yesterday I had a class in Food in society and we were talking about different culture foods.
I told my class about how we look at candy back home in Sweden.
In my family while growing up, and in many others, we had this thing called Saturday candy. Which meant I was only aloud to eat candy on Saturdays. And now when I’m grown up I always say; ”I’m gonna be healthy now and only eat candy on Saturdays.” Cause that kind of stuck with me through all my life.
My class laughed as they thought it sounded weird, which it probably is I just haven’t thought of it like that before I got here. Why Saturdays? Where did that come from?

Midsummer – We eat herring, get super drunk and dance around a midsummer pole. It’s awesome, but when my tutor asked the reason to why we did this, I didn’t know what to answer to that?
And the thing about Easter. Tried to explain to the class how we dress up like witches with freckles and knock on strangers doors and give letters of paintings, that we our self’s made, to them. That’s just weird! Haha.
Here do you have an explanation to what Easter is in Sweden;

 

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An Easter witch.