This year has probably been the best in my entire life. I got picked up in Las Vegas by my parents and it was amazing. I sat outside the garage from like 9am to 11.30 when I got a text from my dad: “THERE IS NO THINGIE WHERE WE CAN ENTER THE CODE YOU GAVE US!” I was about to reply and then mom called. So I tell her “Stay where you are!” Then I start running. Avery, who was accompanying me out by the garage, ran inside to tell everyone that my parents were here, and TJ started running after me. Let’s start with some basic facts, it was like 100 Fahrenheit or 40 Celsius, the asphalt was black, and I was barefoot. This all resulted in some severe burn-marks on my feet. Then for church add some high-heels. *whine whine whine*
When my parents first came to church they looked at it and were just amazed. “This doesn’t look like a church!” my sister said. Honestly they were right. So when sacrament meeting started then they were even MORE amazed that grown up people could stand up, in front of a crowd and cry. I think it takes guts to do it but it still amazes me.
Yanisa, or my American Lover, came up to me before church and she just hugged me and cried and told me I wasn’t allowed to leave. Trust me when I say that after that I really didn’t want to leave. I just wanted to stay and never return to Sweden. I remember how hard I’d thought it had been to leave my Swedish friends behind but it was NOTHING compared to the feeling of helplessness I felt when I had to say farewell to my American friends, not knowing when I’ll see them again (snapchat does NOT count).
My sister was totally lost during all three hours of church. She was like: “I know English but I really don’t understand a word they’re saying right now …” But she kept up a good smile! I tugged her along with me to all my classes and she didn’t even get to pick! >:] Mwahahahahaha!
After church we went back to my hostfamily’s house for an All-American dinner. The first one my family ever has tasted! If you think about it, you often visit countries and you eat out on restaurants and think to your self, ah this is so *enter country of choice*
Dad and sis showed out to be the ideal high school students. Who knew? #SleepingInClass
That same evening ,y family and host family went to have dinner at the Charcoal Room. It was so nice even tho it was really sad, knowing that that might be the last time I’ll see them for an unknown number of years.
The next day my family and I had dinner with Paula and Vic. We had said the Cheesecake Factory so naturally I assumed that we should take the one closest to their house … showed out that I had agreed to take the one INSIDE Ceasar’s palace … smart as I am I thought she meant the restaurant in ceasar’s palace OR cheese Cake factory. So how the evening played out was that Vic and Paula went to the Cheesecake Factory in Ceasar’s Palace (the hotel next to ours) and my family went to the one next to Vic and Paula’s house … BRILLIANT! -.-‘ However, it all turned out for the best, we all got together and managed to eat at the same restaurant. After a lot of trouble … caused by me. But I know they’ll miss me and I’ll miss them both just as much. They mean incredibly much to me.
That was the last time I got to see my Vegas people except for Yanisa, who ran in to me when I was at an outlet. I wanted to stick her down in my backpack and bring her with me home to Sweden.
That’s what you guys will see, from my vacation, and this is the last post I’ll ever write on this blog. I hope you guys enjoyed following me throughout my year. I hope this has helped some future students.
This year I have so many people to give thanks to for making this year the best in my whole life.
To my wonderful,lovely and AMAZING host parents who took me in, treated me like one of their own for a year, even though they had five kids already they barely paused to consider my request and took me in without hesitation. For that, I’ll be forever grateful. They also gave me the all-american experience by bringing me around America and showing me all its corners, ups and downs.
And thanks to Rachel, who I didn’t know before I moved in but became the big sister I never had (before), also my favorite shopping buddy in all of America. I’ll truly miss our random shopping sprees in the middle of the night to Wallmart.
Thanks to Ryan, my bigger brother and first American friend (on Facebook as well as irl). You taught me how to debate in every day life and also the english language on a level much more advanced than I could ever hope for. I’ll really miss you trying to speak swedish, and almost sounding good.
Thanks to Kyle for being the most caring person I met in America. And honestly thank you for NEVER letting me forget some of the things I told you.
Thanks to TJ and Avery for being the CUTEST little siblings EVER. Even if you woke me up early in the morning every weekend you stole my heart from day one, cuddling with me, playing with me and TJ for always wanting to bike to 7-eleve to buy slurpees with me.
And thank you to ALL the relatives in the Gardner/Meservey family that I got the chance to meet and get to know. You were just as big a part of my host family as those I have mentioned. Caring for me and talking to me! I’ll NEVER forget you guys! You made me realize what a real American family (relatives and all) really is and how all the crazy holidays are celebrated.
I’ll truly miss that family. Always something going on with them. being home now it’s WAY too quiet. Compared to Vegas where I was almost never alone I’m now always alone and it makes me miss the Meserveys even more.
Special thanks to Vic and Paula for taking care of me when everything just turned upside down, for making sure I got into the right home and for listening when no one else would! You’ll always be like my extra set of grandparents no matter what happens! (And I swear that I’ll help pay for that house on Hawaii if you let me come and visit/stay there for some time! 😛 )
Now to all my amazing friends.
Zoya, you were the first one to talk to me, the first one I really got to know and one of the girls I’ll NEVER forget. Everything we talked about, everything we did, I’ll always keep it close in my heart. These memories will always be some of my best from this year. ❤
Yanisa, except for my host family you were the first one to talk to me in church and we just naturally clicked, great minds think alike my dear American Lover. Our crazy escapes to yogurt land, our countless sleepovers and crazy twerk-parties will never be forgotten. ❤
Kristen, you are my all time debate bestie and nothing will ever change that! We connected over a Disney-playlist and everyone knows that Disney is what brings and keeps people together. We have done so much together (even if most of it was spent at different schools) I don’t want to change any of the bad memories out because you were always present to make it better. You helped me work on debate and make me smarter. You’re the most innocent and loving teenager I’ve ever met and DO NOT EVER CHANGE!!! ❤ And thanks to your family as well for always having me sleep over at the weirdest times and for just being sweet.
Michellie and Lizy, all of our lunches will never be forgotten, our competitions to get shot-gun, our coffee-sprees before school and Lizzy who drove and bought me Jack-in-the-Box when all the lunches were out.
Brittany, you were pretty much the reason that I lived through seminary every morning (notice here how I didn’t like our teacher AT ALL) you kept me awake when I almost fell asleep and you listened to my crazy stories from the weekends. You honestly motivated me to do well in Sis Hill’s class. I’ll miss you my cute little sophomore!!<3
Ruben, for always listening, picking me up and hanging out with me late when I was bored. For going to prom with me even though you didn’t know a soul and for never expecting more of me than you know I could give. And thank you for having the cutest car in history!
Saga, thank you for living close enough for me to ride a bike to you, for being the closest swede so I always had a piece of home close to me. Thank you for always listening and for understanding me when no one else could. Thank you for just being you.
Julie, thank you for always making me laugh like crazy for the smallest things, even when I was down and no remedy was to be found. Thanks (or not) for getting me hooked at Supernatural and Bones. I will not have a life this summer -.-‘
Thank to my AMAZING neighbors The Hassings, Robyn who was like a free mini-walmart with everything in store, for taking me to see Breaking Dawn as my birtday gift and for always wanting to talk and just do nothing. To Rayne who turned out to be more like me than I ever could imagine and for plotting crazy stunts (that unfortunately never happened). Thanks to Susannah who did my hair for prom, even though you were fully-booked and sick.
And to everyone else who I haven’t mentioned here, THANK YOU for existing and making my year perfect, for caring and actually bothering to get to know me even when you found out that I was leaving when the year was over. Thank you. Just, thank you. All of you mattered and I swear I’ll never forget you ❤
Also great thanks to the Lone Moutain Ward for taking me in, treating me like everyone else and making sure I felt welcome and special. You made my Sundays, that could’ve been the dread of the week, the day of the week I looked forward to the most! You’re all so amazing and kind people, making me see that everyone is a human and that we should judge from actions rather than believes and ways of living. Thank you so much for being the best ward in Las Vegas and for letting me spend all that time with you guys ❤
And honestly thanks to my first host family because if you wouldn't have picked me I wouldn't have come to Vegas, if you hadn't thrown me out I never would've been able to move in with the best host family on the planet. So thanks to you as well.
Thanks to all the teacher at Arbor View who taught me about America and treated me like everyone else thus making my American experience complete in all its fashions.
A special thanks to my favorite teacher Mr. Gallagher who had the most entertaining and giving class. I loved being in your class and learning about the world and thus opening my eyes to what I want to do in the future. (Class: International Relations or IR)
My year is over, my second life is already nothing but memories but those memories are from a little girl’s dreams coming true. Memories that I’ll keep close to my heart. Memories I’ll never forget. Don’t forget me America, I’ll be back one day ❤