Physio Ball as 3rd years

3rd physio ball: so strange to be there as a 3rd year. I dont really feel like that but we are the OLD ones, the ones that actually go out there next year for placements with REAL patients. I remember us in 1st year, looking up to them, thinking, omg they must know sooo much. Hmmm I am not too sure it that applies to us as well. We all need a major confident boost for next year cos everyone scares the s**** out of us everytime we have an information session or something. I will write a lot about this I guess cos that takes up most of my mind, more and more the further we get to the end of this semester ie next week. We should have enough knowledge to help ANY patient with ANY problem. AHHHHH....we could be on ICU ward in the hospital, managing patient coming out of general anaesthetics with massive wounds, a million attachments, ventilation, burns, major diseases, cancer, tumours, brain injuries, heart attacks anything why you could have surgery..and THERE U GO....make him function again, get him up his feet, BUT dont make him worse....F-R-E-A-K O-U-T!! But this post is about the ball...

Roweena, our favourite lecturer, our physio mum, had her birthday that night and EVERYONE just loves her. She is wicked. Anyway, Jared held a speech and the whole room with like 200 guests ish were screaming and clapping when she came on the stage and then we all sang her happy birthday and gave her the biggest hip-hip- HURRAAAYYY i have ever heard. She cried, it was touching. And she always comes to our parties, even to some private 21sts, she is always there and just lovely.

pretty girls

Not sure if you remember, but that was my MASSIVE weekend. I was playing volleyball till 6pm, rushed home as soon as I had the medal around my neck and got ready within half an hour including hair. I came home to these three girl having occupied the bathroom for the past two hours. Getting ready together is always good fun. Thank god we had maysam cos she is an expert with hair in comparison to us useless and impatient girls.

Soph, Sam and Sara- they all living together as well. That's the other awesome shared house, its th official pre-party house

have to show off the dress, love love love low back dresses (not a very good scapula/shoulderblade position, anna anna...got some work to do there)


Sweet young Maysam (she only turns 20 in November) oh I am ooooold. She will graduate with 21!!!! insane!

physio couple no.1

men love

bahaha...the Günkel's eye.... very sexy ;)

norwegian-german love...eva is the best flatmate =) we laugh so much at home cause we share this tiny winky teeny little bit of european craziness... :-P

Agnieszka...more Norwegian influence. She totally fits into our house and we cant even notice that we have an extra person living with us, really easy going.

Jason and myself

Martha and Dan aka Mr Midnight (he always sang that bluesy song when he put the mask on)

Sabba and me....Maysam and her are our Muslim girl we have in our course

uuhm...not quite sure...."No, no more photos...." the night is obviuosly progressing

our deal included free drink from 7pm till midnight including beer, wine and sparkling. Orange juice and sparkling it was, for the rest of the night, in masses...oh and Jägerbombs in between, OF COURSE, haha. If you go out with Eva-Linn, they are a must and you will NEVER go home without having them.

It sounds insane, but I managed to go to the volleyball tourney in the morning, was only at like 10am so that was easy and even worked at night but I have to admitt, I had to recover the whole week. It was worth it!!! No more parties now, being a good girl concentrating on the other important things in life, haha, like uni!