Happy weekend! Currently, I'm typing with 9 fingers. No big deal.
I haven't broken or lost any fingers, but one is definitely in a slight bit pain. But let me first tell you about my past week.
Not much has happened, really. I had two exams this past week, so basically I spent most of last weekend in my room. However, I did finally make it out to Varmlands on Friday night. Varmlands Nation is notorious for being the place to go on Friday nights in Uppsala, and has been crudely named, "the meat market." You can see why I've avoided going for so long. But I can now finally cross it off my list of things to do, and it wasn't as bad as I thought - or should I say, it wasn't any less "meaty" than any of the other nation clubs. The funny thing is that if you go to Varmlands on a Friday night, you run into virtually everyone you know in town. Plus, a dance party in a library is kind of a novelty.
Fat Tuesday was spent studying with Christina in the soil department until 8 pm, and then after that I indulged in not one, but two semlor buns! One of my classmates, Carl-Johan, invited me over to his corridor where he made them. Later that night I realized that one bun might have been enough. More on semlor buns next time, since my corridor is going to make them together this Sunday and I'll make sure I have my camera with me.
Sometime between Tuesday and Wednesday I caught a bit of a cold, so studying was made a little more difficult to do when all I wanted was a few more hours of sleep, and fewer hours reading through my notes.
Anyway, I had my two exams this week. Yesterday I wrote for five hours, while some others went for seven hours. I was so exhausted that later that night when I got home from a class dinner at Snerikes Nation (over-priced burger, but great company and pear cider), I somehow managed to not see my finger in the way as I proceeded to slam my door closed. So, I went to bed not only tired and sick, but also cranky.
But when you get to sleep in on a Saturday morning and wake up to the wonderful light shining through your curtains, you feel much better. This weekend I can finally bask under the spring sun that has been teasing me from bedroom window all week. Hej då!
I haven't broken or lost any fingers, but one is definitely in a slight bit pain. But let me first tell you about my past week.
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| The start of spring! View from my window |
Not much has happened, really. I had two exams this past week, so basically I spent most of last weekend in my room. However, I did finally make it out to Varmlands on Friday night. Varmlands Nation is notorious for being the place to go on Friday nights in Uppsala, and has been crudely named, "the meat market." You can see why I've avoided going for so long. But I can now finally cross it off my list of things to do, and it wasn't as bad as I thought - or should I say, it wasn't any less "meaty" than any of the other nation clubs. The funny thing is that if you go to Varmlands on a Friday night, you run into virtually everyone you know in town. Plus, a dance party in a library is kind of a novelty.
Fat Tuesday was spent studying with Christina in the soil department until 8 pm, and then after that I indulged in not one, but two semlor buns! One of my classmates, Carl-Johan, invited me over to his corridor where he made them. Later that night I realized that one bun might have been enough. More on semlor buns next time, since my corridor is going to make them together this Sunday and I'll make sure I have my camera with me.
Sometime between Tuesday and Wednesday I caught a bit of a cold, so studying was made a little more difficult to do when all I wanted was a few more hours of sleep, and fewer hours reading through my notes.
Anyway, I had my two exams this week. Yesterday I wrote for five hours, while some others went for seven hours. I was so exhausted that later that night when I got home from a class dinner at Snerikes Nation (over-priced burger, but great company and pear cider), I somehow managed to not see my finger in the way as I proceeded to slam my door closed. So, I went to bed not only tired and sick, but also cranky.
But when you get to sleep in on a Saturday morning and wake up to the wonderful light shining through your curtains, you feel much better. This weekend I can finally bask under the spring sun that has been teasing me from bedroom window all week. Hej då!
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ReplyDeleteAlso, smooth moves with the finger...
Now you can type like your father!
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