What’s up homies. Time for another life update. Im sure you’ve all been waiting impatiently. Last weekend (?) I was in Amsterdam. It was amazing. Like so good. We lived on a HOUSEBOAT. Like a houseboat on a canal in Amsterdam. As one does. Lit. Isac missed the plane. Not as lit. SO Agnes, Petra and I rocked the Netherlands on our own ft Aya for 24h. Cultured as we are we hit up all the major museums. Meaning we walked past all of them and got to Van Gogh 10 minutes after closing. It’s the thought that counts. We did however get to gogh to Van Gogh (hah) the day after. It kind of sucked but we learned things I guess. His brother died of syphilis. Whoda thunk? Back in Linköping (Amsterdam is the only city Linköping has flights to..(?)) I found out that the Internet the last tenant has been paying for since I moved in ran out so basically my life is over. I’ve been paying for extra giggs on my phone and sharing it to my computer so I can stay updated on the latest episodes of Paradise Hotel. It's an expensive solution but its what a girls gotta do to stay updated. Just using my student loans to stay worldly you know. Also my bike got stolen because I didn’t lock it so all of a sudden that’s `my fault, ´ People these days.

Okay so no I was in Amsterdam two weekends ago because last weekend I had to work at this student club thing. LET ME TELL YOU. From 3-5 we had like a frosh thing we had to do for random med students. Then Team Norway and I biked to the campus far far away and signed in for work where they just make you carry things for a while. Then at like 9pm the doors open and we got assigned the job of picking up glasses after people have like finished their beers etc., except for the fact that people don’t show up to clubs until literally like 1 am. And even then it takes them a while to drink up. Long story short we did absolutely nothing for like 3 hours while everyone else had like guard duty and bar duty. Good times. We worked on a new lift that we’re going to do on the dance floor. Think dirty dancing but less graceful and with a twist. Literally. Then at 1 the band that was headlining came on so obvs I couldn’t work. At 3 the place closed and between 3 and 7 is just a haze but I scraped gum off floors and lifted things. I was dead the entirety of Sunday. I got out of bed once to eat icecream. Again, schools going great.

Today my block was APPERENTLY on lockdown because a hand grenade got thrown onto a balcony a couple of buildings over. The bomb squad was here and everything. Do you think I woke up for any of this? Nope. Slept right through it. Even the cops pounding on the door at 7am (according to neighbours). I remember somewhere in a shallower wave of rem sleep hearing something and thinking it was my neighbour (yall know the one) knocking. If you’ve been keeping updated on my life you’d understand why I wouldn’t open the door at 7am for my neighbour. On that note the cops were here last week looking for him because they thought he was missing. Turns out he was at home the entire time. A little unclear. Is it obvious that I need to move? Can someone please tell my parents that they need to help me move?

Xoxo Happy national siblings day! Or not! Fabe the babe breaking hearts and pinky promises since the 99.

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Hello dear blog. First of all I'd like to apologize for not updating for a quick sec. I've actually (believe it or not) received complaints from 3 separate parties about me not updating sooooooo. Yes one of them is my dad. It still counts. Hi dad. I'm switching my New Years resolution from going to the gym to staying on top of my blog. Feels like I'm moving in the right direction with my life. Currently I'm sitting on a train from Stockholm to Linköping. I actually managed to book the express train which means I get a seat to myself AND i don't have to transfer. Progress. I am seated in wagon (?) 6 in seat 66. Call me by my street name Lil Satan #brap #666. I cut school for the week and took a spontaneous little trip up to the Capitol to see my beautiful mother and wise grandmother once again before my mother returns to the land of far far away. Beautiful and wise lol. They just bought new sunglasses so they can sit in a park across from this guys funeral and spy on my gmas old friends. Beautiful and wise.

So what's neeeeeeeew hmmmm
Big-P, Ragge and I dropped a sick hit rap single. Yup. We filmed the music video a couple of weeks ago when we were in Stockholm. We also went to this random abandoned factory in Motala and filmed there. Schools going great, have I mentioned that? I also swallowed fire. Yup. No recollection but video proof.
This weekend I'm going to Amsterdam!! Which I'm super excited about. We got a houseboat (?!) like enough said. I also get to see my biddie Ayapapaya who's flying in from Aberdeen #jetset for a quick visit! So that will be a gooood time!

As for school.. eh yeah. The coming weeks is like anatomy. So the entire skeletal system, muscles, blood supply and nerves to the entire body. It's fine I'll deal with it after Amsterdam.. Team Norway and I spent the entirety of last Sunday drawing up and immunological map. It's 4m long and took us 10h and like a lot of lost braincells due to over-inhalation of sharpie. It's fine. Anyways. Amsterdam. Bye!

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Today is a goodass frickin day. Do you ever have those days where like everything is just like woooptydoo but not ironically? Today is just a good day. Just dandy. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, the apple that I’m currently eating is crisp af, everyone is getting along, I finished my case study about the kidneys with time to spare, I haven’t missed the garbage can even once today. Wow. This is what world peace probably feels like but on a smaller, more local level *cue trump making abortion illegal and the world burning in the background, I’m walking on sunshine.

Long time no see. Hello world, I’m back from being a super froshleader now I’m just a superstar with a shit load of catching up to do but THAT’S OKAY because today is a good day. What’s new with me??? WELL I just got back from my practical placement in Kalmar. 6h round-trip to Kalmar but hey free hotel breakfast. One of our mentors at the practice is a psychologist and we did this introduction round thing where we had to introduce each other to the mentors. I was asked afterwards about my opinion on having moved a lot etc and I answered something in style with it being cool but maybe not ideal etc etc. When everyone else went to shadow different people, the psychologist pulled me into her office, asked me to sit down and then proceeded to interview me on my `lack of home’ and level of separation anxiety. So clearly I come off as an incredibly stable human. Anyways.

Today Team Norway and I went to look at an apartment. Its literally bomb.com central. You can see Domkyrkan (central cathedral) from the balcony. Like could not get better. Except for the fact that I looked up the landlord and it turns out that she was sentenced to prison for 3 years for attempted kidnapping. No I'm not joking. This is my life. Petra now thinks we should back out due to safety etc etc but Im fricking tired of living on the farmland I live on now. Plus the kidnapping was political so its not like its danger level white van, you know? It’s actually pretty cool it has a wiki page and everything. Operation Leo. A little excitement in the day to day. So moving in in may! Housewarming in june! Everyones invited!!!

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I’m back in Linköping (woooot) living large as per. It is currently 6am and I am writing this from bed after 5 hours of sleep. I am jetlagged af and spend most of my nights watching the newest season of New Girl. Feel great. Today Team Norway and I got rid of my Christmas tree by throwing it off my third floor French balcony. We then dragged it into the forest and replanted it kind of as a symbol for the Christmas gods to rejuvenate and rechristmatize idk what I’m writing I’ve had very little sleep. We also ventured out to Campus Valla (?) to buy tickets from this guy with really short shorts. A bike broke in the process so the usual is still the usual which is comforting in a weird way. In an academic update, this coming term people are getting sent out to various health care facilities for patient contact and such. Since I’m like in this small ass town in middle-of-nowhere Sweden, some people get sent FAR since there aren’t enough practices in town. One option is to request being sent to a city on the east coast, Kalmar, and overnighting there. That way you only have to go 4 times a term, as opposed to 8. I came up with this foolproof plan where I requested Kalmar for everyone in my group so that we HAD to get picked. Guess who the FUCKING only person not going is. That’s right. Yours truly. And I guess the rest of my group but that’s not relevant. So anyways I tracked down the list of people who requested the city, and also the list of people who got placed there and emailed literally everyone. The school admin are super happy with me. So far it's a no go because apparently everyone wants to go to Kalmar… My fate is loosely tied to this one girl who hasn’t answered yet but she’s accepted my friend request so rude… and this other one who said she would get back to me. Which I’m pretty sure is just a snaky way of telling me to fuck off. You see, I got placed in Finspång. Finspång you wonder. What’s that? Finspång is an industrial hole in the woods where 12000 people live. It is about an hour north (if you rent a car???! Which is advised!!! Like the fuck.) and I don’t think you can bus there? Idk ill be bitching about it later so DON’T WORRY you’ll find out. It’s established in 1580 when the royal factory for cannon balls was chartered. Cannon balls. This town is the bomb. Jk I’m not excited and don’t want you to think I am. This place is the equivalent of Narnia. Think the land of Far Far Away. Lord farquad. That’s me. But with frizzier hair. Actually Lord Farquad lives in Duloc I’m pretty sure. But you get my point.

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If you haven’t heard from me in a while it’s because I’ve isolated myself in my apartment due to my upcoming exam. I go outside twice a day and it is 1) to get into Isacs car to go to school and 2) to get into Isacs car to go home. Today is the last day I am on scheduled study-lockdown. Tomorrow my lockdown is more chaotic and unscheduled, as I have planned for one day where I panic and attempt to re-learn everything all over again. Its called knowing yourself. The following day is reserved for crying with my mother on the phone and the day after that is THE day. The past two weeks have consisted of getting up at a reasonable hour and studying from 9-5, then putting clothes on and going to school to study with my examgroup from 5-9. YUP. Turns out I forgot I was in medschool during the term and BOY do I have to make up for that now. I am literally exhausted and slowly going crazy so today I decided to do something I normally do not do. Are you ready? Drumrooooooolllllll: Redbull. (Excited gasps in the crowd). Seems like a good idea, it livens up your body and spirit, everybody else drinks it… Like why not? Let me tell you why not. The diagnosis you thought I had before all of a sudden gets multiplied by an energy factor of 23. I’m hearing sound like never before, seeing new shades of colour and I could literally feel the acetylcholine fire through my synapses while the bags under my eyes disappeared and became wings on my back instead. None of this is imagined or placebo. Long story short I will not be consuming such fluids under similar circumstances again because it obliterates my ability to foc- OMG the CUTEST dog just walked by!!

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Today is the darkest day of the year for more reasons than the astronomical phenomenon that is our heliocentric universe. Today is also the first day of TentaP, reading week if you will. My exam study group and I have a mean schedual consisting of studying from 9-5 and then meeting up from 5-9 to discuss, write practice exams and cry together. We're super excited. The start of tentaP also, sadley, signifies the ending of BG2, my case study group squad. Throughout this term we have spent 2 hours twice a week since late august locked into a room in the basement of the university hospital. No windows. No oxygen. Just a lot of fun.

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We have now come to the month of December which means Christmas is upon us. For real. Last week was the first anniversary of my nineteenth birthday, which means I can hit the liquorstore in Sweden. Worth it. We celebrated by going out to dinner! Team Norway baked me a brownie in the shape of a wine bottle. Appreciated. More than she knows but I wrote it here now so she’s about to know, you know? Noush also supplied the shuga and Niclas & Isac painted me a touching interpretation of our friendship, oil on canvas titled The Human Friendipede. Whatever you see in front of you when you close your eyes and imagine the painting is exactly what it looks like. When I got home that day my mom had also managed to deliver a fully decorated Christmas tree to my front door. Fedex eh? Working wonders. Anyways, happy birthday to meeeeee!

Last Saturday was a Lucia-themed party at this student clubish thing and since it was Lucia themed, (think Christmas, white gowns, candles and a just a sprinkle of complete and utter Christianized despondency regarding the penetrating, forlorn darkness that is the Scandinavian winter)(Partaaaay!) Team Norway and I decided to take one for the pre squad and steal white scrubs from the university to wear. Maximized stealth. It took us three tries but mission accomplished. First we stole dirty ones from the basement of the hospital which was probably less smart bc diseases etc but then we found clean ones and gave the dirty ones to our classmates because friendship. The night was a banger and to top it off we (most likely) broke the speed record for biking from the Valla campus back to town. If our athleticism impresses you I can let you know real quick that it was solely because we bought McDonalds and weren't in the emotional state to rationally handle cold fries.

Speaking of Lucia, Tuesday was the REAL Lucia day, which means that we got up reaaaaaal fucking early to sing at the school and then at different departments at the hospital. Petra and I decided to bombard our friends with our friendship (and breakfast) to set the tone for Christmas spirit. We made our way across town through this central park area dressed in our white gowns at 5 in the morning. It definitely looked like a cult. Its fine. Anyways we got to school at 6 and choired (no its not nerdy all the cool kids were doing it) in the different hospital departments and then we went to the Children’s hospital which was super touching and just ajjh I’m just not going to talk about it because it’ll deffs ruin my hcore rep as a bad ass bitch and idk I’ve just put way to much effort in to lose it now. I got home at 5 that day and fell asleep at 6. Like knocked out. I slept for 15 hours and that brings us to today. Anyways schools going well I guess. Hi dad. Send money.

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Our case-study group mentor is a gynecologist and has given us all these dates where we can shadow him while he has surgeries. The med DREAM. The surgeries are sex change surgeries too so you know Ive been telling literally every single person about it. My lab partner and I have however managed to miss not one, but both of our shadowing opportunities. Both times without realizing it, both times due overconsumption of alcohol and both times completely independently of each other. Tell me that isn’t impressive. We found out when we were talking to our classmate about how many times she had fainted while shadowing at an operation and how she thought it was weird because it was her third time going and she felt she should be used to it. Automatically I was like wtf no fair. She’s been to three operations and I haven’t been to any!?!?!! Cue 6 year old me going on about sharing and equality. But yeah anyways after checking my planner it turned out that like literally the beginning of November was my first surgery and last Wednesday was my second. Things are going well. To be fair I didn’t have the best circumstances for either. The beginning of November one was the day after Frackinvigning, where we had a party with our tailcoats. Lol. And Wednesday we threw the class party thing the night before and I was (as Ive previously described) on cleanup duty. I took it eaaaaasy that Wednesday, woke up at 12:30, ate a cheeseburger with Team Norway who was out with career-ending ankle injury and then I took a nap. Not a care in the world. My lab partner (aforementioned learning-gap guru) probably didn’t feel that well that day either. That’s just me making assumptions based on the garbage bag of vomit i had to ger rid of though. Anyways, the Dream team rescheduled with our mentor and he gave us another chance: December 8th. Don’t mess this up Matilda. I swear to God.

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This week on Keeping up with a Tryggvesson, follow Matilda as she desperately tries to rally her med school classmates to sign up to be froshleader-helper-outers by cornering people at parties and in public bathrooms. Effective AND appreciated. Making friends. I’ve spent this entire weekend studying and its so boring that I JUST CANT. In my program we do all of our studying based on cases that we get and research questions that we formulate based on the case. Which is annoying because you never really know if you’re studying the right thing. Anyways this week we think were supposed to be studying vitamins and metabolism regulation. Exciting stuff. Studying started out great as I copied down the questions, read question 1, opened my textbook, read the same paragraph four times, deleted question 1, read question 2, closed the textbook and took a lunch break. I’ve gotten into the habit of just getting rid of the questions I don’t like or feel like answering. Ignorance is bliss. One of my case study group members had a pretty serious conversation with me about it, asserting that Ill have “significant learning gaps” if i “keep this attitude towards knowledge up.” This conversation did however take place at 3 in the morning while he was blowing chunks into a garbage bag that I managed to force his entire upper body into. Minimizing exposure. Maximizing quality time. So make of it what you will. Nice. His concern is however heartwarming. Ill deal with my significant learning gaps some other time. Team Norway and I spent our weekend mapping out the entire metabolism map. It took us like 10 hours. Which means that were really fucking tired of each other now. Just kidding. Hopefully. We also managed to steal a butt ton of poster paper so now I’ve plastered that all over myapartment and it looks like some kind of Pretty Little Liars “A” psycho headquarters but with metabolism. So just really nerdy. I’ve also tried to culture my classmates with some Bill Nye. The science guy. I don’t think they get it. Science rules.

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