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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Another hectic #medschoollife week came to an end last night with the Thank You party term 1 had to host for terms 2 and 3. Lol if you thought my hectic week was referring to deadlines, exams and midterms. We don’t roll with that here. It was vinyl themed so like 60s, 70s and 80s. We had to write songs and perform them in front of everybody again which was FUN. I however made the mistake of also joining the clean up crew. Partly because my friends did and partly because I don’t mind cleaning. Also, you get your money back for you ticket. But there I stood at 3 am on a Wednesday morning, a mop in my hand and my converse drenched in mud (we were inside so unclear why the floor looked like a plowed field) and it, for some reason, wasn’t as enjoyable as I had imagined. Especially bathroom clean up. What the fuck people?

To top it all off, someone came up with the idea that we shouldn’t get our money back; we should donate it to unicef…! Which like yeah, fine, that’s nice. But honestly can people just chill with the Good Samaritan crap. You’re standing here at 3 am scrubbing stranger’s vomit in a publicbathroom. You’ve already proved that you’re a great person. We get it. I want McDonalds and Ill even buy you a McChicken, just give me my 30 dollars. The party was however a success! Except for the fact that Team Norway sprained her ankle reeaaaaaaal bad when we were trying to carry a tub of wine into her basement somewhere between 3 and 4am this morning. Good thing we’re med students and know every enzyme in the Citric Acid cycle so we can solve problems like these.

In other news we had our froshleader photo-shoot #photogenic. I got the Andrology froshgroup, which for those of you who don’t know, is the male version of gynecology. Aka the "Science of Men." Intriguing. Will not be my specialty later on in life. Anyways, we had to take specialty-specific pictures for the frosh book as well as our social media accounts, which means that cardiologists pose with a one of those super cool replica heart things that schools have that cost a shit tone. Pediatrics pose with a baby (not real). Surgeons pose with a knife (?). And yours truly, has a picture with a penis. Its a urology study replica thing so theres tubes in the doll with water so all of a sudden it pees and its just great.. Super excited to get that one on Facebook. It’ll be a real life application to all those social media lectures you got in high school about thinking before you post pictures of yourself online. Excited for my future job prospects! Anyways, gunna go write an essay now about the importance of teamwork, wholesome perspectives and diversity in the medical field. Its super funny because the Inter-professional Learning course that the essay is for, is a course meant to break the barriers between healthcare students aka doctors, nurses, physio therapists etc so we can work together in the workplace later and “understand each others perspectives” without any hierarchies forming… only that so far the nurses literally do all the work and the med students have showed up late and hung over to 3 of the last 4 program sessions. Okay so it’s only funny if you’re a med student. Its fine. The class is pass/fail.

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Hello internet. Currently, I'm crammed into a 30 degree little train compartment room thing with 5 strangers, bombing down the snow-drenched tracks of south-central Sweden, 45 minutes delayed and heading towards a blizzard in Stockholm #eastcoast. My friends are on another train, first class with food service and fast tracked. We paid the same price for our tickets. It's fine I'm not bitter. My playlist is also bomb but i didn't charge my Beats so I'm just sitting here listening to the train chuggalugglugg along and counting down the minutes until I have a public breakdown. I was counting telephone poles but we're literally in the middle of no where soooo tree tree tree tree tree tree little red house prairie tree tree tree etc you get it there are no telephone poles. Tb to the time a guy in my phys101 class asked if we had roads in Sweden. I said no but I regret it #iamubc.

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