I like to make jokes about how it sounds more profound and serious to say “I’m moving to Sweden” than “I’m going to Sweden.”
In the past month, I’ve been thinking when would be a good frequency to update this blog. In some aspects, quite a few things happened that I would like to share, but I fear that if I update too frequently it would be annoying.
I’m no longer certain that if my English sounds rusty, because I do feel rusty as I’m writing.
Sweden Drama
There is the cliché about writing a last wish. It goes like, “If you see this letter, it means I’m already dead,” etc., etc. I figured it would make sense to most of the communication: “if you hear this, it means I’m hungry” or “if you see this email, then I need your help.”
And this blog is saying – if you see this blog, then it means I’m no longer going to Sweden to continue my master degree.
In short, my application for the Swedish Residence Permit did not receive any final decision by the day of last arrival (September 1st). And based on the university policy, I lost my place in the program automatically by not showing up on time.
I started the application in May, made an appointment in July 24th to get the interview in person. I’m not sure if it was too late to have my interview, or they simply worked very slowly. I heard people online talking about they got granted within the same month after the interview. But I don’t why it didn’t work for me.
Next steps and some other thoughts
I think I will increase the frequency of updating just so the proportion of different contents won’t be unbalance, and I would have a fresher memory to write about things as they happen.
It was overly sad for not being able to go to Sweden this year. But going to a concert that I would miss had I gone to Sweden cured some of the existential dread. Maybe it’s not all bad. Things are just different.
Thanks to Javi to introduce me to a professor at Beijing University, who also happen to be very nice to allow me to audit for two classes – Game and Art & Art Theories. I liked to complain how overpriced West Lafayette housing is. After I started looking for housing in Beijing, did I realize it could be worse.
Not much is settled at the moment, trying to find interns. I’m not particularly fond of even trying to apply to mega corporations. But my sister has been advocating that idea wholeheartedly. This gives me anxiety.
But anyway, I shall stop and hope this is not too lengthy for an update. I will write again when it gets colder.
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