Alien Hand Syndrome

"After much thought and years of wrong conclusions, I’ve finally found the answer everyone..."

Sun, 22 Nov 2009 21:58:09 +0100

“After much thought and years of wrong conclusions, I’ve finally found the answer everyone asks:
“What are you going to be when you grow up?” My answer is simple. “A student”.”

- Me

Don't really have any other words than: World Toilet Day - today!

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 22:22:42 +0100

Don't really have any other words than: World Toilet Day - today!

Where do the time go?!

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 20:46:55 +0100

How many times haven’t you heard that question? How many times haven’t you asked that question yourself? I know I hear it quite often, and I feel it passes through my mind everytime it’s just a week-end left before the next exam. I was supposed to study hard for this exam, not just right before. But all the time. Where did the time… go. Truth is, as the african say, time doesn’t go, it comes. That’s something to think about.

It’s my birthday tomorrow (no, not a plea for Happy Birthday, Lise!), my cat also turn 6 months. I should get her to the vet so I can get some birthcontrol for her.. Poor kitten. Usually I stay at home during my birthdays and do what I enjoy the most. Read a damn good book, have a glass of wine or baileys at lunch or at breakfast if I so desire it. Do some handcraft I otherwise don’t have time to do. Sleep in late, draw. Go on to the mountain, go to the movies. Oh there’s loads of things I usually do on my birthdays. But not tomorrow. Tomorrow I will have my last lecture of anatomy before my exam, as well as I have labratory with a really awesome teacher. I’m looking forward to tomorrow. I even baked a cake. Well, if you could call it a cake! It’s almost as thin as a thick pancake, and I’m not joking here. Thankfully there’s not so many people in my labratory class, so I think I’ll try and make it double by cutting it in half. We shall see what I can manage.

I was in the shower when I decided I should go and write in my blog again, though I can’t quite remember why. I’m pretty sure I had something smart and important to say…Time to drink coffee and read some more about our delightfull and crazy, and really disgusting body!

Never Lost

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 19:34:46 +0100

Isn’t this beautiful?

In China they wear white

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 13:12:43 +0100

In Norway we wear black.

Though I don’t think there’ll be much difference from my daily time wear, though I wear more colours now than I used to. I wonder if a lot of people still cover them selves in full black when they mourn other than on the day of the funeral. I think it should be an important tradition that shouldn’t dissapear. Honouring the dead until they are in the grave, though admittedly, I am not wearing much black today besides my underwear and my shoes.

To clarify, my reasons for talking about mouring clothes. A family member of mine was hit by a car and killed. She was 82 years old, and a lovely woman. I haven’t had contact with her for years, sadly. It’s not that we lived that far apart from each other. A couple of hours drive I believe. But it’s such a thing you do when you have the entire day at your disposal, yet when you first have that… It’s typical that nothing gets done at all. She wasn’t very close family either, I doubt anyone expects me to go to the funeral. But I shall. That side of the family reminds of a time of life when there was no cares and no troubles. And I would always bump into her at the store when I was with my cousin once removed on my mothers side. I got a huge, tightening lump in my chest when my mother called me and told me about it. She thought I would like to know as soon as possible. And she was right. I didn’t know what to say or how to react really. It came as a shock, however rude it is I don’t think about that side of the family a lot. Perhaps when the grief is a bit less on that side of the family I shall try and reconnect with them? I’m unsure on how, but it would be nice.

That time of year again

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 18:19:35 +0100

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,

The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,

I know of* no reason

Why the Gunpowder Treason

Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent

To blow up the King and Parli’ment.

Three-score barrels of powder below

To prove old England’s overthrow;

By God’s providence he was catch’d (or by God’s mercy)

With a dark lantern and burning match.

Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.

Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!

So, here we are again. November. That is generally seen upon as my month. Well, at least in my world. Howcome? Oh, the answer is simple. My birthday is somewhere between the 1st and the 30th of November. Though I can narrow it down even further by saying my zodiac sign is Scorpio. For some, that wont come as a surprise. For others.. I’ve no idea.

The first few exams are over, the next ones start at the 24th of November. I do believe I passed those I’ve had so far. If I’ve failed then I’ve no idea what I’ve misunderstood.

Lately I’ve been extremly stressed and a dark period is starting in my general mood. I suppose some will believe this has to do with a) the stress that usually comes with exams. or b) It’s because of the lack of sunlight and D-vitamins. I believe it’s a mix of both and a third factor which is even more important. Though I’m not intending to dabble on here about this. However, it’s made my thoughts wander towards hospitalizations lately. Not for my own sake, but in general. How some must consider it safe to be in there, yet others a complete surrender of degredation. The ones who work there must be a mix between pretty strong and naive. Because I still meet people who works with psychiatric patiens who can say the most unintelligent things in regards to other human interaction. Though, I can’t exactly say I’m an expert on how to behave at all times towards others. But I still somehow believe that getting the psychriatic patients more angry with him or her self, or more angry towards the world in general… Is not exactly motivating to get them to fight for a comeback. I could say a lot more about this, but I wont bore you with it.

However, I am now going to continue installing my edition of Dragon Age. Which is going to be brilliant I feel. I hope so.

It's rough being a Vampire

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 18:54:50 +0100

It sure is rough training to become a vampire. You have to overcome obstacles such as visions of worms crawling out of people’s arms, you have to overcome the fear of hurting another person, even though you know the needle doesn’t hurt. Not much at least, might be uncomfortable, but intolerable pain? No, not so much.

I am talking about taking blood samples. I did my first today, not on a patient. It’s way to early for that, but on my class student. My anxiety was way above the roof and everywhere. It’s been sky high since last lab. class last week, but today I went out and did it. Twice. I even got blood on both tries, though I didn’t get sufficient enough on the second try, because I did a minor mistake of not looking at the needle at all times. At least it’s done now, I’ll do it again next week, and the week after, and after that.

Since I’m studying health related things, I feel I should take up something health-related. In this case I’ll talk about the pig-flu. It’s everywhere over here, the vacsination. At first the general feeling towards the needle was a big no, but now more and more wants to have it done. I’m sort of feeling pressured to take it, it’s a mixture between pressure and fear I suppose. More and more people are dying of it. I think it’s up in 13 or 14 people in Norway alone now, whereas there’s none in Denmark, a very low number in Sweden and only one in Finland. It makes you wonder… Why do they say Norway has the best health care in the world, if so many people are dying of it? It’s also making my thoughts wander over to another illness; Multiple Sclerosis. They’re wondering if it is enviromental designs that make it more common on the west coast of Norway than anywhere else in Norway. Even so, it doesn’t even exsist in Asia. I wonder why that is…

1 out of 5, 4 remaining

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 19:51:50 +0100

Today I completed my first exam in 6 years! When I joined the school bench again, it was liberating and freeing. And scary, a bunch of new people stuffed together in a small room for x amounts of hours a week, to stuff a massive amount of knowledge into our heads on the shortest amount of time possible. It’s been interessting, and I’m looking forward to continue the rest of the race until Christmas.

As I said, I finished an exam today. It was Medical termonology, in other words; Latin. I didn’t study much pre-exam, it might have been my doom. Though I sincerely doubt that. I feel that it went very well. I left the examination room one and half hour after the exam started. I was done a lot earlier than that, but spent the time looking over what I had written and sat and ate my food. But in the end I figured I’m getting far to restless, and I’m finished I might as well leave. We were challenged by our teacher that if we found a mistake in the examination papers she would buy dinner on all of us. And what did we find? Indeed. An error. A tiny one, and on this word it hardly mattered. But it could have… We sent her a text that we’re now awaiting dinner, I believe in my quiet mind that nothing will come of it. I also somewhat hope it wont either.

I’m a bit nervous, alright, that’s a lie. I’m terrified of Friday. I’m going to execute a blood sample on the one in the class who fears it the most. I was supposed to puncture a vein last week, but anxiety took me. It still hasn’t left me, it’s simply paralyzing me. And I don’t understand why. It doesn’t hurt (well, not if you do it right at least), it’s not dangerous. I’m not scared of needles, and I’m not scared of blood. So why? I’m not looking forward to Friday at all. And I can’t skip away from it either, I have to do it.

Magic Milk

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 07:33:54 +0100

Magic Milk

Ethos, Pathos, Logos

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 07:21:27 +0100

Ethos, Pathos, Logos:

I’d be scared I think, if I all the time lost the argument to my children. Especially as they started to reach their teens. And especially if I knew what was going on. I bet his children in the end would be perfect prosecutors and defencive chairs in the Court of Law. Or a great chief at the top of a coorporation.

Photo

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:28:43 +0100

Appetizing!

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 14:23:00 +0100

Appetizing!:

It’s a genious thing to have with you at work, if you’ve got troublesome co-workers. Though! You might run into some clean freaks who’ll simply dump your food in the trashbin instead and you’re back at square 0. There are also those who don’t care a bit about what they eat, and will stuff anything into their mouth!

Hair colour

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 08:00:39 +0100

At a shop down town called Scorpius they have some extreme hair colours, but amongst them they also have a really natural red looking colour. But its a brand Ive never seen before or tried. So I’m rather uncertain whether I should go down and get one today. My hair is a shade of dark unnatural red right now. It wasn’t what I wanted to start with, but it turned out alright in the end. Though I see its a while since I did dye it, and my hair has grown considerable since then. Sadly, as that means Ive got to order a new appointment at the hairdresser again soon. Think Ill wait til December. Ill just look like a troll in the meantime! Anyway, I am uncertain whether I should go test out that natural red hair, or if I should simply just go back to my own hair colour again. Which is dark brown for those who didn’t know. It would be less fuss, and it doesnt look that horrid.

Ps. sorry for the lack of apostrophe between certain words, whenever I click that button on my keyboard I get up an annoying “speed search” for Tumblr.

Little Red Riding Hood

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:55:13 +0100

Little Red Riding Hood:

I find this one cute, and it looks pretty simple to make. Though it seems to be knitted rather than crocheted, so I doubt I that I would be alble to knit one!

Buttons!

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 17:44:42 +0100

Exam time!

Reading, reading, reading and a lot of civilization IV! I can’t help it, I’ve become completely and utterly addicted to Civilization IV and coffe Mocca. I feel a bit guilty though, I should read more and prepare more for my exams, but I feel somewhat confident that I wont fail at least. Though an A would be preferable (talk about setting high scores for one self). I can’t wait to Dragon Age comes out though, I’ve finally pre-ordered, and november is going to be an exciting month I think.

I spent a lot of money today, I was supposed to buy my father’s Christmas present today, I bought half. The rest of the money went into two new skirts! I’m going to modify them sliiightly. And I think they’ll be very pretty in the end. I can’t wait til after these two exams when I get time to do it. Unless I sneakilly can’t resist to do it tomorrow.

I’m late for my evening class!

How to make Mini Books

Sun, 25 Oct 2009 21:51:00 +0100

How to make Mini Books:

This is my own tutorial which were created today.

The Butcher

Tue, 20 Oct 2009 13:15:34 +0200

December and January is coming up, and it’s time for me to leave my motherland and visit an unknown and unexplored section of the world again.

I’ve mentioned it before I believe, but now it is settled. The plane ticket to Amsterdam is bought and paid for. There I’ll spend one day and one night before I jump on the train to Berlin together with Alexei. We’ll spend a few days to explore Berlin and it’s many museums. I’m excited about getting another addition in my drawing book from another friend from all over the world. Before I return back home again, I will return to Amsterdam, and I hope, if time allow that I’ll meet up briefly with some of my other gaming friends from Netherland. It depends on Alexei, if he doesn’t want to.. well, I’ll return to Netherland at one point sometime. It would be nice though. Scary, but nice. Bringing with me to Berlin, to Alexei, I’m going to make a small miniature book. Ann, asked me if I could write a tutorial on how to make it, so there will be a tutorial coming up soon. My only problem so far is finding out what I want to put in it. I’m going to put a small code in it, but what that code says is secret.

I have a ganglion (any doctors who want to correct my spelling?) on my wrist. It’s basically, as far as I’ve been told, a mass of liquid that’s been collected together as a small “balloon”. It’s a small, insignificant thing really. And very few gets them removed. I was also told that there are two ways of removing them. one would be to drain the balloon of it’s liquid, but that wouldn’t be a permanent solution. And another was a surgical incision. The nature of this ganglion is to be rather soft and squishy as well as moving around slightly. To dissapear and appear again at different intervals. Mine hasn’t however. It’s rather hard to touch, it feels like the same kind of bone is in your nose, and it’s been dormant for 2 years now. It hurts at time, but that’s normal. Though, lately it’s started to hurt when I go to the gym. Which makes me annoyed. So I went to the doctor about it again. I’ve been to him about it twice before. First when I discovered it was there and it was hurting like a spear in the gut, and the second time was during this summer after I had returned from Ireland and it was hurting again as well. My doctor sent me to an x-ray for it, but it showed nothing unusual on my bones, so that’s all good and dandy. Though this time he decided to remove it. But not before he called in three of his co-workers who all stood around me in a circle prodding and poking the bump on my wrist, which wasn’t exactly painless. In the end they snickered and looked ever so smug as the descision fell on me going to be treated by.. a doctor they’ve nicknamed “The Butcher”. I’m somewhat excited about it, what makes someone name a co-worker “The Butcher”. Sounds rather omnious! I’ll share you my experience when I’ve met this guy.

Autumn weather can be...

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:43:21 +0200

… said to be the same as the changing mood of a menstruating woman.

At least the weather here these days. Early morning you wake up and think.. Damn it’s pitch black. Winter’s here. You lull about and do your everymorning rituals. Getting dressed, brush your teeth, drink tea/coffee while eating breakfast and getting ready for the day to come. Slowly it starts to get brighter, and you think “Yes! It’s actually not raining”. How delluded you can be really. The two minute walk to the busstop changes everything. In the split second it takes the entire sky is filled up with omnious clouds you can’t see because it’s still dark. And just as you get to the busstop cover.. The woman upstairs decides that it’s time to wash the floor again, and propperly so. Simply by turning the bucket full of water up side down. It lasts for a few minutes (huuge bucket! Takes time to empty those) then it abruptly stops and you think.. why the hell did I not put on my raincoat today?! Full knowing this is going to continue for the rest of the day with periodically soft rain, only to a full stop for a few minutes and the buckets come turning again. At least.. the temprature stays up this way. Can’t go below freezing point as long as it rains, but some days.. some days I really miss the autumn sun. A possibility to walk outside and enjoy the friskness and colours without getting soaked to your bones.

With autumn and winter comes baking! I also feel I had to weigh...

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 00:53:41 +0200

The lovely Andrea and her hunger!

Me with the buns fresh out of oven!

A close up of the lovelies!

With autumn and winter comes baking! I also feel I had to weigh up the overly activeness of my morning. So Andrea and I decided to bake cinnamon buns and drink hot chocolate while studying each out different subject. She was helping me with Latin for a while, which I failed at quite badly. But I believe I do remember some of it still now in after thought. Just that finger and toe that’s horrible annoying; Digitis Manus and Digitis Pedis. Come to think of it.. How in the pinkest and brightest days do you even grammatically bend that.. Do you bend both words in genitiv singularis and what about in nominativ and genetiv plularis? And what is the core of the words? Is it the Digitis.. or is it the second word? Why did I have to think of this now?

We cheated somewhat though, as we did not have time or quite frankly the knowledge of how to make the dough from scratch without any propper baking-cooking books. However they turned out quite dandy and tastefull. Especially with an empty wine bottle as a rolling pin!

I do feel a bit sporty.

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 09:44:51 +0200

Due to my studies I don’t really have much time or a lot of energy left to spare to go to the gym. However today I did a complete turn about and went to the gym at 07.00! I’ve never been at the gym that early before. I took the bike on and pushed my way through the insanely cold weather. I swear my fingers was frozen the first 10 minutes of the ride, until the last 5 where they were burning off instead! It was quite the wakeup call. I slept on the couch last night, offered my bed to my friend who just came out of the hospital. So I was rather groggy when I woke up. But the bikeride and the delicious water in the swimmingpool.. Aaah! What a great way to wake up. I wish I had the mindset and will to wake up at 06.00 everymorning to go swimming.

Swimming is by far my favourite way of excercise, perhaps because it doesn’t feel much like it.

The snow is coming soon. It’s already snowing in some parts of Norway, but I’m kind of far south and too far out by the sealine that it’ll hit us here just yet. But you can smell it on the air in the mornings. Mmmmwinter!