Hiya people! 🙂
Let’s listen to Finnish rap today, for a change! I’m not big on rap, unless it just expresses something that I also feel strongly about, but I sometimes like to listen to rap in either some “weird”, that is rarely heard, languages in which I don’t understand a word, or in “my” languages, especially those which I still am not learning yet because that’s more interesting to speculate what it might be about and I don’t have to bother if it has some incredibly stupid lyrics. I just like to hear how rap sounds in various languages that I don’t speak, and it seems like I’m not alone because I’ve come across people who do the same just out of curiosity. 😀 And I don’t know what it is about Finnish, but I think that out of all my favourite languages, this is the language that rap sounds the best in. It just really fits this genre. More, imo, than metal does, which is commonly associated with Finland so much.
The sad thing is that I don’t really know much about this song at all, nor the artists who made it. I believe that Sana, or Sanna Rönnberg, is quite a popular young pop and rap singer in Finland and that she is from Espoo, but I know nothing about Maya Paakkari. Google claims that haava means wound in Finnish, and from the very broken translation of the song that I was able to get out of it it does seem to be true, but in general I wasn’t really able to make out of that translation enough to be able to say anything constructive as for what this song is about, other than likely some kind of difficult or hurtful relationship and being wounded as a result, but even that’s very much a guess. But I like this song regardless and have liked it for a few years already, so I thought maybe someone else will like it too and will like how rap sounds in Finnish.
Guess what? I’ve got the skin infectionn on my leg, again. I was writing about it early this year, that I get very weird skin infections, or whatever it is, on my calves and I can’t, no one can’t, figure out the reason. I’ve been to three dermatologists and two surgeons with it and everyone is kinda clueless. I thought it’s maybe allergy, but I can’tfigure out what could I be allergic to that I don’t know of, and I don’t apply any chemicals on my skin nowadays consciously, most of the cosmetics I use are homemade by our lifestyle guru – my Mum, the rest are either al natural or hypoallergic, if I need to use anything else which is extremely rarely. Hell my Mum even got me tested for diabetes because we were worried it’s healing for so long, but I don’t have it. I’ve been told I once had staphylococcus in it, but not much more, and I’ve got a lot of meds for it, which worked sometimes more, sometimes less, but always very slowly.
It doesn’t look too bad because it’s always small and I’ve never had any complications, but as I said it heals for ages, like a few months, and I have scars after that shit, I have it twice a year, so if it doesn’t stop, I wonder how my legs will look in ten years time. It’s also pretty painful most of the time and makes long walking or standing a bit hard.
I’ve felt my leg hurting since last night but I didn’t figure out it can be that until I saw it bleeding when I was going to shower a few hours ago. I was mad.
I wouldn’t be whining at all, after all I kinda got used to it and many people, including me have to deal with worse and more important things, but this time it drives me crazy for a reason.
It means that, AGAIN, I won’t be able to ride for God knows how long. Some part of me is starting to wonder whether I actually should still insist on riding if there have been so many things speaking against it over the years. Maybe it would be wiser to give it up, or maybe there’s something else that God has planned for me, but I can’t accept it, and won’t. Not yet at least. I guess I just have to wait some more. Maybe then I’ll get some luck with riding finally. But OMG I’m so angry with this!