The one about what I want for my birthday…

Every year I face the same problem; what do I want for my birthday?

Like any person in today’s world I wouldn’t mind getting a call saying “Congratulations! You’ve won a couple million, guaranteed health for the rest of your life, and guaranteed health and well-being for everyone else as well, world peace came as a bonus!!”, but seeing as that rarely happens I have to think and think some more every time.
This year I decided to start thinking way ahead, and I’m pleased to say I have discovered what I want – a little handy dandy mobile printer, the HP Sprocket!

I know it might seem a bit silly, but I loveloveloveย tiny little photographs like this, and I think it’d be so nice to be able to print out the most precious moments/experiences and have them in my diary or even an album. In today’s ever-evolving (read: more and more technology-based world) I feel we’ve distanced ourselves from good old photographs, and even though this isn’t the same as “the good old days” I still feel it’s a step back (while still going ten steps forward).

I don’t know, I just saw this and I immediately thought of all the photos I could add to my diary or an album, anywhere really.

The paper is quite pricey, but it’s not like you would print every single picture you ever took, right? (Actually, maybe you would if you received the call I mentioned earlier ๐Ÿ˜‰ )

So far, this is pretty much the only thing on my list… *goes back to work on the list*



2016/17 Spring Playlist

After a few days of doing nothing too exciting I figured I should share the playlist for spring term 16/17 (much like the playlists I’ve shared before ๐Ÿ™‚ )
A bunch of random songs I’ve listened to during this past spring/early summer, nothing major ๐Ÿ™‚

Of course we watched the ESC as well, and I fell in love with Ireland’s entry โค

I also reallyreallyreally liked Belgium’s song ๐Ÿ™‚

Obviously there have been completely brain-dead moments too…

… and more “religious” moments ๐Ÿ™‚

Slowly, very slowly, it’s starting to feel like I’m actually on holiday – ah, sweet feeling ๐Ÿ˜€


My brain has left me for an early holiday…


Only one exam left! Yes, I’ve made it this far (don’t know how, but I’ve survived).

Currently my brain seems to be taking an early leave for summer holiday, so I’m left feeling somewhat empty-headed.

Actually, no, I feel like the space that is normally occupied by my little brain has been filled with mucus produced by my body in defense against all of this flipping pollen that’s flying around at the moment. Thanks body, so nice of you to look after me (and make me feel like I have a cold…).

Anyway, only one exam left! Yay!
I’m so done. There is no way my brain can take any more information at this point (which is probably why it decided to leave early). Luckily I’ve already gone over the material once before (we had two tests already, and the last one is sort of a recap of everything – yay… not).

This is pretty much what has been going on in my head for the past few days – thank you information overload! (it has lyrics, please sing along ๐Ÿ˜› )

I will try to push through these last few days of torture and thenย enjoyย my well-deserved holiday! I’m sure ice cream and chocolate will be my best friends as I try to survive ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ˜›

Toย those who are still struggling:ย You can do it!
To those lucky bastards who have already successfully escaped to holiday land:ย Good job, please don’t rub it inย ๐Ÿ˜‰
To myself:ย Soon… very soon.


The one about how I (nearly) chopped off my finger…

As you may or may not know, I nearly amputated my fingertip. Here’s how it happened:

It was a normal Friday morning, I had enjoyed a slice of carrot cake (from the day before) for breakfast and thought it would be a great idea to thaw some salmon for Mysse’s dinner. Well, the salmon comes as a frozen sausage wrapped in plastic… And I had to cut a slice off it… ย  Needless to say it was one of the brightest ideas I’ve had in a while… or not.
At first I thought I just hit my finger against the table, because the pain was similar to having slammed your finger between the door (something I’ve had the joy of experiencing multiple times), but when I turned my hand to check I was greeted by a gaping, profusely bleeding joker smile. I grabbed some tissue paper, wrapped it around my finger, and sat on the sofa praying the bleeding would stop and I wouldn’t bleed to death.
I phoned my mum, trying not to break down, and decided to head to the university hospital to get it checked. I messaged A (who has a car) saying “I’ve chopped of my finger… would appreciate a ride to the doctor” ๐Ÿ˜›
Upon arriving to the hospital I was labeled a “trauma patient” and sat in line waiting for the doctor to call my name. I waited for nearly an hour, and towards the end the pain-numbing effects of adrenaline started to wear off and a dull, pounding ache started to settle in.
After what felt like forever I was finally called in, and then I had to explain how, why and when everything happened. A few minutes into my storytelling a young doctor comes in, followed by a bunch of medical students “This is a teaching hospital, after all” and apparently my finger was worth showing everyone ๐Ÿ˜›
I was then escorted to a small procedure room to get stitched up – 3 stitches in total. At first the doctor only put two in, but “because of this flappy portion *pointing at a flappy piece of skin* I’m going to put one more to keep it down”. One of the students gave me her contact information, and she was the one who took my stitches.

It’s now been a week since I had my stitches removed, but here is a beautiful picture of the stitched up period.
Top left: day after sutures
Bottom left: day 2 or 3 after sutures
Bottom right: day 8(?) after sutures
Top right: two fays post suture removal (day 16 post accident)


I’m not sure how positive this experience has been, but at least one good thing came out of this; I got stitches!
(I have this somewhat odd list of things I want to experience at least once, and having stitches was on that list – check!) … (having an MRI, breaking a bone, being under general anesthesia, and many other fun things have yet to be experienced ๐Ÿ™‚ ) … (yes, I’m a sick person)