New zest for life begins

abba photo on cardboard
In front of Abba Museum in Stockholm, Sweden. Photo by dad

Holiday over or in my case a break. Had a relaxing 2 nights in Stockholm with dad. The weather was nice. Warm enough. We went to the island Djurgården where the amusement park Gröna Lund is. Beside it, there is the Abba museum. On the outside, they had put this photo of the band where you could put your own head through the holes so your face is there instead of theirs. We didn’t go inside the museum though. Our main goal was the open-air museum, Skansen. There you can see wild animals for example. There were bears playing with each other in the water. You could watch them through a glass. There is so much to see so it took several hours. It’s a great place for families. We got there in the morning by boat and when we left, there were hundreds of more people coming. It was Saturday so it’s a very popular day and the weather was sunny too. We walked for 8 hours in total in Stockholm. Of course, breaks sometimes. After a break at the hotel, we took a walk nearby to see the evening life. Even a short holiday makes you feel like a new person. It’s almost like a new zest for life begins.

Speaking of which. Next week it begins. Maybe not a new life but still something else for a change. The graphic design education in Helsinki. It’s always a bit nerve-wracking but yet excited to meet new people. The first meeting on Friday on August 24. I already bought the bus tickets and then I get the information the school begins at 10.30 am. So I have almost 2 hours to kill. Usually, the day would start at 9 am but the first meeting is later. But what’s done is done. When you start a new school, there are usually this introduce yourself time and that’s what I dread the most. Last time I went to Helsinki Design School, I was awful at it. I can never guarantee how things will go. Things never come out of my mouth as I have planned it. I might say things too quietly or I stutter but that’s because I’m nervous. The first impression is my weakness. Even at the restaurant in Stockholm, I ordered a salad on the side but they brought us French fries instead. I thought I said it in a clear voice but I guess the waiter didn’t understand. It really didn’t really matter because the fries were much better than the potatoes I had. But when it comes to introducing yourself, you get one shot and then you’re stamped for the rest of the time. It would be easier just to say your name and where you’re from and then move on. But they want your whole story, why you’re there and what you’ve done. Why make it more difficult anyway? If people want to know more, just ask. I guess Finns are to shy so you have to tell things about you straight away. They don’t want to know your whole story though. I survived last time so I will do it this time too. The education itself will be interesting. Learning new things is always a bonus.

Unfurl the white flag

unfurl flowerNever give up, they say. But I’m about to unfurl the white flag. Before someone starts to worry, I don’t mean life. Things are not that bad. I have things to live for. When it comes to finding something to fill life with, that’s where my patience is failing. Life can’t be only about eating, sleeping and sit in front of the computer. It’s been summer and I’ve just had a lot of free time on my hands. But I have deserved a break after all that studying I did. The older you get, the more exhausting studying is. Even a short holiday is good for you. I went with my dad to Stockholm last weekend. It was rainy days with some sunshine. I slipped on stairs to a bathroom and hurt my right arm but luckily it’s back to normal. That was enough of excitement for the whole year. It scared the hell out of me when I got hurt. Abroad and a broken arm, no fun. I was so relieved nothing serious happened. I couldn’t bend the arm for a day or two. Being right-handed it would have been a disaster if it had been longer. After an experience like that, you need another break but summer is over soon.

I should get something to do in the Autumn. Soon I’ll forget what I’ve learned in web design. That’s what the white flag is for. I’m lost of hope of finding a job in the open market. They always require skills I don’t have. I could be an intern in some company but I’ve only had those and not a job that pays. When I search for the keyword “Web Designer” online, I get “Web Developer” It’s not really the same thing. I haven’t developed anything. At the moment ‘Web Designer’ is only a title. Maybe I’m modest but I don’t feel like one. Actually, I don’t feel like I’m anything. Last time I designed a website was in school. But I did that for free and it was easier to find a client. Now I’m in the real world and I have to do real work. I don’t know what I’m afraid of if I become self-employed. There’s the money issue and the other is networking. I’m not very good at valuing how much something costs either. Everything seems so complicated. If would be easier to work for someone else. But if there’s no job out there, maybe I just have to do it the hard way.

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