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Suddenly I joined the club for people who hate Mondays. What a shitty day.

As I went by bike to the Wasalandia office this morning I got absolutely soaking wet. It was not heavy rain, it was like taking a shower. My shoes were full of water, my jeans were cold, heavy and glued to my legs, my hair… well, lets not even go there. Why the hell do I never buy an umbrella, I clearly need one. As I got home an hour and a half later I was quick to change into dry clothes and get back under the cover. Of course my little piece of heaven wasn’t going to last long.

At 1 p.m. I sat myself on the dentist’s chair, bracing for impact. My two upper wisdom teeth were going to be pulled out. Awesome. I suppose I wasn’t too terrified of the local anesthesia, but then again I wasn’t particularly pleasantly surprised when proportionally large quantities of the liquid suddenly squirted out of the syringe and onto my tongue and into my throat. After a few dramatic moments of nearly throwing up, since anesthetics used by dentists don’t really taste like strawberries and cream, the dentist realized the syringe was in fact leaking. As if being scared of the teeth-wrenching wasn’t enough to try to cope with.

So finally we got to the pulling-out-those-pesky-teeth-part. I wasn’t too excited and my whole body trembled as the wrenching began. To my utter joy the wisdom tooth on the right side took ages to pull out. Thank God the left one came out way more easily. Then came the charming part of the procedure of dangling back home with an endless flow of blood and a terrible ache in my mouth. I guess if I would have been a vampire who’s into masochism things would have been alright.

On the bright side the dentist told me they preferred not pull out my lower wisdom teeth. Also, happy 64th  birthday dad!

Oh, time to take more pain medication.

With eight hours between shifts, as I was here until 11 p.m. last night, and approximately two hours of sleep, as intriguing conversations have been keeping me up until late at night/early in the morning (however you prefer to look at it) one would think this would be the one time when I definitely do not feel like blogging. But oh how wrong you all were, including myself!

It’s my last day at work. The weather is awful, but a bunch of warm sweaters and lots of warm apple tea should keep me going until 3 p.m. When I woke up at 5.30 a.m. it still wasn’t raining, but it started shortly after I got out of bed. I was lucky enough to find the rain had stopped briefly for an hour or so and hence I didn’t get soaking wet when riding my bike to work. Not long after I got to work it started raining again and now it’s really falling down heavily.

It’s been an eventful summer here at the camping site, but perhaps with the most memorable occasions being slightly negative in their nature (such as the Irish invasion). The summer is reaching its end and the amount of customers has gone down steadily. Wasalandia and Tropiclandia’s water park closed their doors a week ago. The autumn is on its way.

I can feel autumn in the air with all my senses. The scent is different, the trees rustle differently, the sun does not shine as piercingly as it did in June and July. Naturally it is gradually getting colder as well. Baby seagulls are all grown up and soon they will be leaving with other migrating birds. It all feels very bittersweet. As much as I am looking forward to a change the summer is leaving me far too quickly and suddenly as usual. In a sense I already long for next May, when the soothing summer breeze strokes up against my cheek and greets me once more.

School will be starting again at the end of the month. I wonder what adventures this academic year will bring. As usual Stockholm university/Japanology is a mystery, but as far as I have figured I have three mandatory courses left to do before I could possibly consider doing my BA at Vaasa university, where I have been enrolled as a student of English at the faculty of humanities for the past three years now.

But that’s all for the future to tell. Tonight I will spend one last night celebrating with all the wonderful people I have worked with this year. After work I will reward myself with a delicious pizza and some rest. Right now I merely gaze over the camping site and contemplate how fleeting our existence is, how everything comes to and end as quickly as something new begins.