In the time between my last post and this one, three things have happened:
1. I realized all of my friends and their relatives are quasi-hippies.
2. I am much more Canadian than I thought.
3. My mom announced my family is moving back to Canada from Sweden to be closer to us.
On one hand, I'm happy to be closer to my family. I've missed my dad a lot and while my boyfriend's parents are just an hour away, it's not the same. On the other, I fear for my parents lives because my sister abhors moving. Absolutely despises it. And she likes Sweden. Not that she doesn't like Canada--she just is a "one home only" kind of person. She's probably going to murder our parents.
Damn, now that I think about it, she also is now going to be leaving behind her best friends. It was hard for me, I can't imagine how it'll be for her!
EDIT: Update time. I called my sister. Turns out she's the one who brought it several months ago. Okay. I think I'm more sad than she is. I feel like I've betrayed Sweden! I mean, I'm definitely moving back there one day, but still. Oh well. My family enjoys the hippie life anyway. My parents travel all the time. 4 months ago they went to friggin Hungary!