Free Hugs Campaign NOT NEEDED here... thank you and goodbye.

This, among all of the other posts would probably be the only optimistic one up to date.

During my initial months as a dweller in Köttbulland, I was still a naive, young, and (*this is my blog and I can say whatever I want*) sexy beast and had no idea about the do's and don'ts of the Svedeesh culture; nevertheless I moved on as it was my only choice even if I stood rotting in a corner of my hotel room. Eventually, I got myself into the school that defined who I am today (DAMN YOUUUUU!!!!!)
Anyway, I had a rough start in school cuz back then, my english had been stagnant for 5 years and there was no way to even think of beginning to speak... I didn't really get the overall picture of the surroundings, it was kind of walking into a giant abstract painting, not knowing what makes sense.

Skipping onto a few months after my first day at school, I was actually able to communicate in a really awkward and really rehearsed manner, anyone with an ounce of brain can tell that I wasn't being me and rather testing the waters so to say, but I somehow was never really attached to someone who could teach me the ways of the swedish society.

And one of the major culture shocks for me are the constant hugging. Regardless of gender, age or skin diseases, hugging is a normal way of greeting for most Swedish people, handshakes have hit rock bottom and is only used as a gesture with acquaintances (for the most part).

With that being said, a former classmate of mine whom we will hide under the name Yemmy Woo Berreira Tos Cantos who is as sweet as fried frog legs dipped in chocolate syrup had the really unfortunate coincidence of greeting me in the morning when I woke up at the wronf side of the bed (leaning towards an open electric fan) with a cheerful bouncy and unexpected HUG!!!
So there came the hug, the smile and the cheerful "Good Morning!"... without even thinking about it, my first reaction was to flee from cooties, I literally almost teleported away with the concrete culture shock, it wasn't until after a few seconds later that I realised that it wasn't meant to be anything weird... But it was too late, the damage is done, she was left there with empty rounded arms and a WTF-face to provide the icing on the awkward cake.

Back then I didn't really know that hugs were casual and practiced daily, I thought girls can get pregnant from hugs (Ok, this one is just a lie! *aherm* yeah). Point being, I was never really used to giving or receiving hugs from ANYONE apart from my dogs and my ex, always thought it was more than a friendly gesture. This tiny event broke the cultural ice for me, I was urged to rewrite my thoughts and moreover remove my mask and let everything in me hang out for everyone to see (except THAT).

I never really got to openly apologized to her but I gave her the best hugs I could in the coming years^^

Now I'm used to it:AS LONG AS IT DOESN'T REACH TO THIS!!!!!!!!O_O