For the Sake Of Writing

It’s over a year since I opened this blog. I forgot what the password was as well as the username. In the beginning, I created this blog to write and document about my new life here in Sweden but it did not go as I wanted it to be. It was either I was lazy to keep updating or perhaps I had too many things on the table during my first years here in Sweden that this blog never became a priority. Whether it is an excuse or a reasonable reason, here I am anyway in front of the keyboards again with slightly different purpose of this blog. I want to improve the way I write and the way I communicate through writing.

Several things had happened. One of the things that left an impact was a realization how much I neglected writing in my whole life. If it weren’t for this Corona time, I would not have ignited my passion to write. My goal is not to write an entire novel nor publish a book of poetry but I simply just want to improve of whatever is there to start with. It could be as simple as finding the right word to what I want to say or arranging sentences properly for coherence.

I have recovered my password and my username so this probably means I am given a new beginning, a new chance to improve things. If you are reading this right now and is more experienced writer, please comment some writing tips down below. There is always a room for improvment that is why I welcome all comments. Wouldn’t it be nice to hear from fellow aspiring writers?

Lunch Break

This is my first lunch break post. Has anyone done this before? Any suggestions perhaps? Well, I am doing it for the first time right now. My reason is simple. It is just to channel the stress I have in work. It is just a little stress from work which I think would be a lot more useful if I divert myself into something productive.

So I have eaten my lunch for 10 minutes that would give me 20 minutes more of free time. Free time to write. Free time to blog. Free time to be free.

What should I blog right now then? Maybe about lunch break. Lunch break is most of the time overlooked my most employees like us. I mean, we should take it seriously, it is BREAK! I like lunch break. It is like the half-quarter of a basketball game. It like when you are reminded that half is done while other half is waiting to be completed. No, I am talking about the glass half full or half empty. (Haha. No. One day, I will talk about it when I am thirsty.) Lunch breaks is also the time to spend time with my colleagues. And chit chat topics that we already know but somehow remains interesting. I guess that is how gossips are encouraged.

I eat alone most these days because maybe I like it that way. Sometimes it is quite cool to perceived as “anti-social” which I am not really. I mean, there are always two sides to things, wouldn’t it be cool to try to position yourself at the other end? Furthermore, it is fun to sit alone because its quieter. It is too quite. It is too quite sometimes that I can the other person’s stomach growling. I used to laugh at this in my head but now I do not because my stomach begins to do the same. And it is hard to shut them up! They do not follow the order of my brain. One time I said “Please stop growling…. ” and my stomach just keeps on repeating “rrrr….r…..r……r” Oh dear! But I guess “rrrr….r….r…r” is fine. Sometimes it produces other letters like “rrr…brgh..brgh..brgh…r..r..r” and this more embarrassing. And based on experience, the more combination of letters, the louder the sound is! It is like language fluency, when you pronounce well, read it aloud. So therefore, our stomach has language proficiency! Is that the reason why cereals are shaped into letters so they improve their spelling? Hahaha.

I do not know where this post is going to land so maybe I better stop now. My lunch break is over anyway…

Enjoy your lunch.




Blogging. Blogging. Blogging.

I things always wanted to write or scribble down thoughts on small notes. My mind seems to like writing but how come blogging is so hard to be disciplined with? You see, I guess I do not know what to blog about. I mean, is blog a diary or not? If it is, then how random can my post be? I guess my audience would range from a 6 year old to around 50.

Well, I admire people who have the courage to blog. The thing is, I like sharing my thoughts and what I think but at the same time I do not want to be exposed entirely. To go back to old times, I could have been one of those writers who used pen names. I like it that way. The mystery gives it full liberation. I can say what I want without being known. It is like looking around for a certain voice in a crowded place without being noticed. How entertaining to see those long strectched necks searching to the one where the voice comes from! Haha But this I say without bad intention. It is just at some point in our life, we humans should not stop playing.  I mean, blogging and literature should remain like a children’s play, isn’t? If everything is exposed, then what is there to find? What is there to search for?

Sweden Diary is a good pen name. On the other hand, this blog already suggests a diary which is just plainly a record of one’s daily musings of this and that. That sounds too plain. Yet to find a beauty in the ordinary is what makes life amazing and what makes literature worth reading!

So what I am really talking? I do not know. I am just simply BLOGGING.




To continue or not?

Should I? Should I not blog?

The question remains and yet no matter how I asked myself, I can not seem to answer it.

Maybe I should? After all, blogging is merely expressing oneself in the most literay ways. This is why we are all here putting thoughts to words and words to the world.

And the world reads the words that tries to understand the thoughts.

Isn’t it?

For now, have a wonderful evening.



I Passed SFI Exam!

Oh dear! I am finally saying goodbye to my classmates. I am quite proud to finish way ahead of them although learning is never a race. I just felt like I really have to finish SFI soon. It is mainly because I am already so bored with class these past weeks and I could not find the motivation to go. I go to school because I have to and I felt like I am no longer learning the way I used to. It was no longer so “fun” after seven of us accelerated to the D class. What exactly happened was, seven of us were chosen to take the C test. We all passed so we were moved up to the D class. I was moved to afternoon class to which they asked me if its okay, I agreed. There were two us in the afternoon class. But because of work, she changed her time to the morning class (where the other 5 students were) so I was left alone in the class. I had new classmates, new teacher, and new school time. So I exerted less effort socially.

My D class was also a mixture of students. It was not like there were “new” here. Some of them have lived here 4 years but they were just on and off school. Some nearly two years. Some have worked here and there. So along the way they were able to absorb more Swedish compared to me. I was the only one in class who has lived here in Sweden the shortest. Yes, some of them were really good at Swedish already, they just needed to take the test that is why they are in D class. It was quite stressful when someone who has lived here 4 years talks to the teacher while I was still trying to construct a good sentence in my head. (Hahaha) But it was a bit fun because some of them corrected me in my Swedish. Somehow, they have already mastered the basic after long stay.

I think I should make a separate post about SFI because it is the most common concern of somebody new in Sweden. I have read some blogs about it and I find it helpful. However, although the entire program of SFI is centralized by the Swedish government, each Kommun has their way of implenting the program. For instance, the required books, whether is free or not, or the schedule of the classes. These factors are not definite and not exclusive. It depends on the Kommun’s decision.

One example is our school also does not have a prescribed book. Our teachers just gave us random materials from random resources. The teacher decides what she gives us. So it all depends on the teacher what she wants. I find it very confusing because sometimes they give us too easy, and sometimes too difficult material. And the topics were very random. One day this, the next day that. One hour the topic is this and after the break the topic is that. There was less association of the topics. But we all adapted to it.

Another example is, in my Kommun, I have to take the National Prov C before I accelerate to D. I heard from my teacher and friends that in other Kommun, there is no such thing. They go immediately to take D test but in equation they do have Chapter tests from their lessons which in my case, we had no tests. Ever. We just kept on studying and studying and studying. Then the teacher decides who can take the moving up test. I was one of the first set of the “chosen ones’ to take the C test and I passed. I went to D and the teacher chose me to take the D test after maybe 2 months and I passed. So, some of my batch now are still in D class, while some are still in C. As of this moment, among my bacth, there were only two of us who “graduated” from SFI.

I passed and I am just waiting for the next step KOMVUX  — GRUND and SAS.

Easy Breakfast, Too Tired to Fix a Real One

Today, I am just eating whatever is on the fridge kind of breakfast.  I am quite tired from yesterday’s Nationella Prov (National Test), Curse D. That is the last test of SFI -Swedish For Immigrants. OH.. I am drained but I still have speaking test today but I do not want to think about it.
I have many listed topics to write but I have no energy. Perhaps on weekend. I would like to write about SFI more too.

Meanwhile, I will recharge with salty crackers, feta cheese and soya Milk.
As they say here in Sweden.. “TA DE LUGNT” or Take it easy….


Second Day of Blogging – My Blog is My Pet

So the second day has come! The ultimate achievement of second day of blogging. I deserve a medal, an award, a Nobel Prize nomination for this. This is not the first time I blogged in my life. As a matter of fact, I was paid to blog for other people. That was very cool but having a blog that relates so much to how my own life revolves is quite something… unique. It is a  breathe a new life. It is not the blogging, it is the writing that awakened my overslept neurons.

My day ran the way it should be. School was there, window shopping, few short talks with classmates, cooked dinner and a whole day just had its way. There is one thing that was insistently bothering me in a good way — that is THIS blog! I like the feeling of it. I feel excited, happy and relieved having to write what runs in my mind. Because sometimes it just keeps on running and running I could no longer chase it! Where have all that thoughts gone? It feels good to scribble it down.  It feels like coming home and feeding a pet, nurturing one.

My blog is my pet. It can be compared to that. It has all the characteristics of a pet — it breathes, it gives excitement , gives joy, needs care, needs food and needs attention. That is how I see it. Strange but let’s all settle. This blog will be needing my attention, care, time and some intelectual properties. Surely, as I write, this blog continues to grow. Whether this blog will be successful or not, anyway, just like any other pet, they grow in size. I would like to limit the definition of growth for now with physical attributes. More words, blog grows. Life is too complicated to add more meaning for growth for now. Philisophy will come later…much later in my later posts. Second day of blogging should be meant for savoring “that” moment. Whatever that is or if anyone, not just me has really experienced this weird euphoria.

The second day of blogging caps itself with utmost gratitude to the first liker of my blog and the first comment! I do appreciate it with all my heart. I do not know when the next liker or commentor would be so I am awarding the “firsts” right now! (Award to you both). With or without an audience, I do hope to write more. Writing is self-expression above all. Like any other pet, all it needs is its owner to survive. Dog shows are for shows. It comes when it’s time. It comes when the dog is fully nurtured. Hurry not. Just feed the pet.

First Post Hopefully Not Just First

Hej! Hi in English.

This is my very post. Someday I am going to read this and remind myself how it all started whether this blog would turn out to a success or fail. Nevertheless, as the Bible puts it “This is the day the Lord has made!” and I am grateful for this day writing this very first entry.

This isn’t my first blog. I have started several blogs in the past which I got tired of. I have made my own theories of why my blogs fail. I concluded several theories and one of them is because I do not enjoy it because I was more on writing for the sake of just writing and not mainly expressing my thoughts and basically what I had in mind. I hope I wont get tired of this blog though. But I would treat this differently mainly as an avenue of my life in Sweden and life itself.

There is nothing highly intellectual about the title “Sweden Diaries”. That is such a no brainer! As of right now, my neurons are pretty much drained from my SFI class so I could not think of any lucrative name for my blog. Hence the “diary”. But don’t we all started in elementary and highschool in our little diaries, didn’t we? My blog will be pretty much like it unless it would naturally mutate into something. Yet, misunderstand me not, this maybe simple but it is not trashy and i would treat it the way we treated our diaries when we were young — written on carefully, well thought and full of affection!

This blog will improve as time passes so for now this one entry would open up a whole new world in which Alladin can fly with his magic carpet.