Om jag minns ratt sa var det den 10 juni 2005 som jag tog studenten. Det ar 10 ar sedan jag sprang ut i vita klader, vit mossa med betyg i handen och sa tack och hej till skolan i Falkenberg.
Att ta studenten var en big deal, nu skulle man ut och forsoka bli vuxen. Jag gjorde mina forsta auditions, jobbade hela sommaren, flog upp till Stockholm pa intervju, fick jobbet, flyttade, jobbade som barnflicka hos en underbar familj samtidigt som jag tog dansklasser nastan varje dag, hade distansforhallande med mitt ex, hittade nya vanner, foralskade mig i staden, mer auditions och sa vidare.
Min klass hade atertraff i april. Tyvarr ar det en valdigt dum tid pa aret. Hade det varit under sommaren hade jag kanske funderat pa att aka dit, det hade varit kul att traffa dem igen, men nu kande jag inte for att aka sa langt till ett kallt Sverige under en helg. Vi var ju bara 13 tjejer i min klass (estetiska programmet, dans och teater) och de flesta av dem bor kvar i eller i narheten av Falkenberg, tror jag, sa det ar lite enklare for dem att traffas. Aja, jag far val narvara nar det ar 20 ar istallet:)
If I remember correctly, it was June 10, 2005 that I graduated the Swedish high school (in Sweden called “studenten”). It is 10 years since I ran out wearing white clothes, white hat with my grades in my had and said than you and goodbye to the school in Falkenberg.
To graduate high school was a big deal, now you should try to become an adult. I did my first auditions, worked all summer, flew up to Stockholm for an interview, got the job, moved, worked as a nanny with a wonderful family and at the same time I took dance classes almost every day, had a long distance relationship with my ex, found new friends, fell in love with the city, more auditions and so on.
My class had a reunion in April. Unfortunately that is a very bad time of the year. If it had been in the summer, I may have thought of going, it would be fun to see them again, but now I didn’t feel like travel so far to a cold Sweden for a weekend. We were only 13 girls in my class (art program, dance and theater) and most of them still lives in or nearby Falkenberg, I think, so it’s easier for them to see each other. Oh well, I have to attend when it’s been 20 years instead:)
This is the only picture I have on my computer from “studenten”