My leg still hurts, but physio tomorrow. Hopefully the guy can speak English (I'm 110% sure he will be able to as everyone can over here, it's so annoying) as I might have to come up with my best Swedish translation 'jag har ont i mitt knä'. Think he will laugh and think I'm truelly retarded.
Speaking of which, I think the people living in our area do believe I'm a bit special. You have to understand that they, on appearance only, think I'm Swedish and not say, English, as I'm far too skinny and non-chav like.
This gets me in trouble a lot, no not because I've done something wrong per se, but more that normally when someone speaks to you and asks you questions, you formulate a nice response that shows intelligence and insight into your life. Well I'm fine up to a point, but when people start joking or talking about how much fat is in our plumbing, my language skills disappear faster than Usain Bolt.
This leads me to replying like a complete moron with a hideous 'yes' or 'no' or even a muttering of some weird sound (this is actually part of regular conversation in Sweden). When I get that weird look after I know I've said something very wrong......so you see, people really do think I'm special.
It doesn't help that everyone here is 90, which begs the question as to why is a young 20 something male living here- there must be something wrong with him......
So ironically it's like living a double life. I'm studying for the highest degree possible, in molecular immunology yet I'm speaking Swedish at a solid 3 year old level.
It really does bring you back to reality (well I didn't stray too far to start with actually).
On a slightly non-retarded note, it's not the song I wanted to show but it aint half bad (I told you I am clever...), check out the brains behind 'Something Corporate', a side project called 'Jack's Mannequin':
Speaking of which, I think the people living in our area do believe I'm a bit special. You have to understand that they, on appearance only, think I'm Swedish and not say, English, as I'm far too skinny and non-chav like.
This gets me in trouble a lot, no not because I've done something wrong per se, but more that normally when someone speaks to you and asks you questions, you formulate a nice response that shows intelligence and insight into your life. Well I'm fine up to a point, but when people start joking or talking about how much fat is in our plumbing, my language skills disappear faster than Usain Bolt.
This leads me to replying like a complete moron with a hideous 'yes' or 'no' or even a muttering of some weird sound (this is actually part of regular conversation in Sweden). When I get that weird look after I know I've said something very wrong......so you see, people really do think I'm special.
It doesn't help that everyone here is 90, which begs the question as to why is a young 20 something male living here- there must be something wrong with him......
So ironically it's like living a double life. I'm studying for the highest degree possible, in molecular immunology yet I'm speaking Swedish at a solid 3 year old level.
It really does bring you back to reality (well I didn't stray too far to start with actually).
On a slightly non-retarded note, it's not the song I wanted to show but it aint half bad (I told you I am clever...), check out the brains behind 'Something Corporate', a side project called 'Jack's Mannequin':
