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Tycker den här texten var så fin.. Så loggade in på bloggen som jag inte vart inne på på tusen år o kopparen helt enkelt (se nedan)! Sorry för att jag är en dålig bloggare. Har nog aldrig vart en true blogger at heart helt enkelt.

 Mycket har hänt. Har börjat ett masterprogram i International Development som jag läst en termin på, och nu har beslutat mig för att hoppa av från. Vill inte leva ett flyktigt liv i fält i utvecklingsländer.. Vilket den här utbildningen kommer leda till. Funderar på att börja läsa till Socionom. Vet att det är "dålig" lön och en låååång utbildning (3,5 år till.. suck) och inte direkt en master men tycker att det verkar passa mig! Har ju insett att jag gärna vill jobba i Sverige, men är fortfarande inne på att jobba med folk i utsatthet. Som socionom borde jag kunna göra det, tycker jag det verkar som. Och sen skulle jag ju kunna inrikta mig på nåt mer specifikt om jag vill plugga till jag är 35, haha. Synd bara att jag inte insåg att det var min väg för fyra år sen.. Aja. Skadar väl inte att ha lite extra skit i bagage antar jag. Har dock bara 1,5 år kvar i studiebidrag. Kan bli ett problem? Men får väl jobba som en jävel på somrarna. Har jag ju gjort varenda jävla sommar hitills, så varför skulle ja ej kunna göra det de nästa 4 åren? Aja, Bäst o prata med en studievägledare! Som nu ser så har jag ett litet pepp-talk med mig själv :)

 Annars då, peeps? Sitter och dricker en morgonkaffe (senseo) och ska snart iväg till jobbet. Min kropp e död. Har jobbat de två senaste dagarna nämligen. Inne på Ultimo i Tivoli alltså :) Har saknat mina arbetskamrater. Det e fan en fröjd att va på jobbe rent socialt. Fysiskt däremot.. fyfan, nej. Känner mig som en jädra gamling. Svullna fötter, förkyld, ont i rygga och ben. Men men! Mitt tågkort har fan gått ut oxå kom ja på nu? Gah.

 Längtar till jul då jag ska träffa alla godingar in da hood! Och till den 15e januari då Hannah kommer hem från Thailand! Ska bli skitkul. Som det ser ut nu så är jag ju "ledig" i vår. Ska väl försöka hitta ett jobb så jag kan köpa det nödvändiga i livet (mat, boende osv). Ska försöka få nåt lite mer socionomit. Så man får lite erfarenhet. Vettefan hur det ska gå till.. E väl bara o surfa in på arbetsförmedligen! Någon som har erfarenhet av att gå såndär jävla arbetssökarkurs? Skulle ja fan kunna tänka mig bara för att casha in medan man söker jobb! Hur mycket får man egentligen? Tänker mig liksom 7000 men är väl säkert typ 3?

 Aja, här kommer den där texten ja snacka om i början av det här blogginlägge! Känner att det är kul att skriva till er mina friends. Så ska försöka skriva lite mer här. jag älskar att läsa om era liv. Även fast man inte pratar IRL eller i tele så hänger man liksom med. Gillar jag. Ok, texten:

 To everyday heroes: Just. Keep. Going. Let's give a cheer to those who are the embodiment of the human spirit. Every morning I sit on the front deck and drink my coffee, watching people propelling themselves through life. And I'm in awe of how people can keep going. What a wonder the human spirit is. I watch office workers, jolted out of their slumber by the alarm clock, who have shovelled in their breakfast, thrown on their clothes and rush to catch the train to a job they hate. I say good morning to elderly neighbours who gingerly walk around the block trying to get their creaky bones and foggy heads working after a night of constant pain and little sleep. I wave to the woman from down the road who has lost her mother after a long fight with cancer. She is shrouded in grief, yet she gets her kids up and dressed, the lunches made and has, against all odds, got the kids to school on time again. And I cheer my mate, overwhelmed by anxiety and depression who runs, every morning. He forces himself out of bed when what he wants is to pull the doona over his head and disappear. Where's his medal? Where are all of their medals? No one will ever know the extent of the battles some people among us are fighting and how tough they are finding life. How they find the courage, the bravery and the blind hope to push them through the day. When everything is such an effort some people are only able to live in five-minute increments. Lurching from one coffee to the next. From one mood swing to the next. From one wave of pain to the next. These are people whose favorite part of the day is the moment before they fall asleep. Because they know they'll have a break from their pain. These people's boilers aren't working and all they are operating with is the pilot light. That's why these people are my heroes. Winston Churchill said, "When you find yourself in hell, just keep going." While many of us have the luxury of spending our time discussing house prices, Mary-Kate and Ashley's lattes being spiked with full-fat milk or "Is it art? Is it porn?" so many around us are struggling. I saw a postcard last week that reminded me of how tough some people are doing it: "Be kind — for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." You don't read much about pain in the newspaper. But it's all around us. It's all politics, sport, terror, business, celebrities, the economy and recipes. For many, gloom and doom is a welcome distraction from the lacerating pain of their broken heart, the weight of their depression or the terrifying and overwhelming pull of addiction. We only have one life. The idea is to make the most of it. Some people have more options than others. For those with options sometimes that in itself can be the weight. Could change lead you to a better life? And if so, then what change? If only there were mortgage brokers for life who could run your stats through a computer program and furnish us all with the best life solution. "Option five provides you with the highest level of satisfaction and the lowest level of dissatisfaction. So lose weight, sell your house, stay with your wife, become a dentist, stop eating cheese and buy a new mattress." Not everyone can keep going. Some people's pain is so profound that the only place they find peace is in death. Like many I have been touched by suicide and, as difficult as it is to comprehend, deep in my heart I know my loved ones were just desperate to find peace. Let's help others in pain find some sweet relief. Let's start a cheer squad for people overwhelmed by emotional pain, physical pain, exhaustion and insomnia. For parents up with babies night after night, people caring for the sick and disabled round the clock and for those whose lives have been ripped apart at the seams. Let's cheer them on from the sidelines: "You bloody legend! You're a hero! Just. Keep. Going." There's a website called grouphug for anonymous online confessions. And amid all the pain I found this contribution: "There are two things that I have found to always be true in life, no matter what. 1. Every day the sun will rise. It is a different day with endless possibilities. 2. This too will pass. These words, engraved on an ancient Sultan's ring, made him solemn in happy times and happy during sad times. Remember these always." You are amazing. You're doing a great job. Just. Keep. Going.