Tomorrow me and Sigurd are going back to Bergen to pick up all my things at my previous apartment. It will be yet another step that disconnects me from my old life there.
I know I haven't shared much on my life as a student in Bergen.(I thought that now might be a good time.) It has partly been to avoid admitting to myself how miserable I was at times, and partly because I was afraid some of my friends there might take what I'm about to write about now the wrong way. That being said, It hasn't been four easy years, and I'm relieved to think that I will not have anything to do with the school other than showing up for exams.
There is an issue with the culture at my school. For quite a while I tried to convince myself that I was the odd one out. After all, I had just come from an incredible semester at a language school in St. Petersburg, Russia. I'd talked with nearly each and every person at the institute, which was roughly 70 people. I never felt embarrassed, awkward or socially insecure in any way. These are a couple of the feelings I had constantly at my new college. When you have spent an entire evening talking with somebody you just met, wouldn't it be normal to just say "hi" to that person the next day? I get that business school can be very competitive. But aren't we all in it together? Would it really take that much effort to just be friendly? These questions used to occupy my thoughts all the time. They also mixed up with thoughts like: maybe business isn't really my kind of thing. That's when matters really got worse. I'm so glad that all this has changed now.
Even though I feel a little fragile still, I also feel prosperity. To celebrate the transition I've also got a new hair cut, which makes me look slightly like Amèlie on this photo.