lördag 28 juni 2014

2.2

So, home at last. I cannot even begin to describe what a good feeling I get from being home. I haven't had a single palpation ever since I came home. Normally I wake up discomfort in my chest and comes and goes as it wished.
I feel asleep on the couch, with my head in my mothers lap. Of course then I woke up and my head was in my younger cousins lap instead. Gods... I fell asleep and apparently Hana and her sister tried to wake me up but  I was unmoving. Next thing I know I woke up bright and early, in my jeans and socks with a blanket thrown on me. I loved it.
My youngest brother then came down and laid next to me on the sofa and we slept for a little while longer. He just grows up so fast, the last time I saw him six months ago he was barely reaching up to the middle of my stomach and now... he is up to my chest. Now that is not a big feat mind you with my short 160 cm but to his defense he is only six and a half. Then I went up the stairs and wanted to ugly wake my brother.... he deserved it, he didn't give me a hug yesterday and was being rude. He has taken the whole dreaded-middle child too seriously, while in truth he is the best one of us. Well... best by a tiny, minuscule margin anyways. But of course I didn't wake him up, I am too good of a sister to do that.
No, instead I laid next to him and fell asleep again. Leading to my youngest brother to come in and wake us both up. Dang. Haha it was a good morning, as I said. No palpation. But as I writing this I am close to getting some. My brother and cousin who is the same age as him are combing my hair and fighting each other about the borer of which area is allowed for which kid. I just need to keep quiet. But it is getting harder and harder. Now they have decided that my hair should be in a pun. One word: PAINFUL.
So far I have had good food, had home-made carrot cake, walked around my house and the yard and let my hair be subjugated to the worst torture known to man. But I am home.
I never got the whole vodka is better the more expensive it is.... the way I see it you are still gonna mix it with smething, and when you are drunk enough you are gonna be stupid enough to shot it so why waste perfectly good money you can use in the club to buy a higher brand of vodka that tastes better in the end it all will end up in your system and liver to poison you with that said.... I will let you know how smooth this brand really is ;) 

fredag 27 juni 2014

Second.

Thank God for small favors.
Ever been so tired that you are afraid of sitting still for just a second, because if you do then you will instantly fall asleep? Or just lay off whatever thing that had you invested before. If you have, I feel you brotha! I am seriously running on fumes here. The only thing keeping me awake is the thought that in less than 30 min the cab will be here to whisk me away to the Heaven also known as the airport. Did you read that? A.I.R.P.O.R.T. I am finally going home!
...For barely two months. But hey, better that nothing, For the past four days I have slept 5 hours. And yes I do know that people sometimes like to blow things out of proportion like, for example, saying that they have only slept for five hours in four days but I kid you not. I said I was running on fumes and I am serious. Exams are over.... until August in case I failed any in which case means that this summer will be spent working and studying. Great.
Sometimes I worry about my future. Okay not sometimes.... most of the time. Is medicine for me?
I just,  there is so much out there, just waiting to be found and experienced, and dont get me wrong medicine is one hell of a way to live your life but is it really for me?
These feelings do not come over night and nor do they disappear over night either. Life is a funny thing. It's so grand and full of possibilities and yet so fragile and so easy to be taken away from you.
On other notes, my notebook is filled... again. Time to buy another one. As soon as I get my salary I will buy the notebook of my dreams. It's expensive and only 150 pages, but I want at least one of my notebooks to be... Posh. Oh God, I should name them based on how much they cost/how they look like. Basically do to them what I usually condemn the society for what they do to the individual. Stupid tyranny of the majority.

I will update again when I have settled at home. That I can promise.

-Happy, ecstatic and about to crash-land into the land of oblivion.

torsdag 19 juni 2014

First (Reboot)

Okay, 

This is a reboot. As you can see i have names my entry first (again) but you can also tell that I already have a first entry well yeah. 

I haven't updated in over a year and to be honest i completely forgot that it existed but no more. NO MORE.
 Yes, that is from Doctor Who: The Day of the Doctor 50th anniversary. Deal with it. (LOVE IT!)

Anyways, summer is nearly upon us and I will update just because I need an outlet of something and who said blogging isn't a good place to go.
Three exams left for this semester, one tomorrow (procrastination) and two next week... soo expect some sort of update of the coming week (s). 



-Stressed, palpating and afraid to fail.