The Weekend

  This weekend... has been... strange....? Well, strange is not the right word, different is much more proper.

  So I have my usual plan: Go to the gym, go celebrate a friend's birthday, then study... oh! And! Bake! This week, I was supposed to bake some chocolate chip muffins! (The Swedish meatballs on Wednesday turns out fineeeee, but I made so much, I ate it for 3 days). But unfortunately, something terrible happened. I was chopping vegetables and then I basically sliced a part of my thumb. From then on, my weekends was just me trying to keep my left hand static.

Figure 46.1: How it is (no photos because that's disgusting)

  There was just blood everywhere. I got my housemate to help me clean it up, but she obviously wasn't too happy about assisting me in the clean up of blood. Because of that, I had to spend my weekday doing activities that doesn't use my left thumb.

  The first few days, everytime I move it or accidentally knock it into something, it bleeds. Because of the lack of my left hand mobility, I can't cook anymore (more specifically, I can't chop the ingredients), so I ordered delivery instead. Oh ha haha I got food poisoning it from it. So now, my Friday consists of me constantly cleaning my left thumb because it bleeds periodically, and rushing to the toilet because food poisioning.

 Saturday morning, I finally get to Skype with my family again. Skype-d for a few hours, that was really nice. I was right! My entire family (at least the maternal side) now knows about this blog, and it's content is constantly circulating around them. Jeez! Old people and their amazing rate of gossip! Maybe it was a mistake to like my uncle's Facebook post! The household is still in post-grandma's passing mode. Apparently she owned a bit too many things, and they're having trouble sorting out all of the things she has. They would be having one last lunch with her caretaker all this while. Yeah, it'd probably be a solemn lunch, but it's a nice gesture.

 In the evening, there was a birthday party to attend. The venue is in some fancy restaurant, so I decided to just order a salad for the event. But because I know I probably won't be full if I just ordered salad, I decided to go to the Starbucks next door and load up with calories first. My friend was working in Starbucks that day, so I got a free drink from him! (Salted Caramel Decaf Latte with half syrup) I basically just read there, and talked to him when he's on his break, then goes back to reading when his break is over... Then its off to dinner!

  After dinner, we brought everyone to our home for (Jerry's) tea. Oh yeah, I'm known as the tea guy now. In fact, when Simon said: "Hey guys, come to our place after dinner!" A few of them went, "Ok! Jerry what tea do you have this time?" So we all talked until ~2.30am. One of them stayed over for the night because her place was too far. She usually stays over because she's always part of the group and she lives... not far... but she's lazy. She has her toothbrush here already and everything. So this time is no different right?

  Wrong. My (and I guess OUR) Sunday schedule was completely ruined. Well, she's having a guy problem right now. Yes and not really. She's trying to make this guy fall in love with her but she doesn't want to do anything about it. She's not exactly making any move or anything. She's also constantly bugging me because I actually personally know the guy (Starbucks guy to be precise), and she's constantly grilling me about him. I kept on telling him that we don't really talk about this kind of stuff. Yes he's my friend, but we're not that close of a friend. But noooooo. Oh yeah, there's a reason why I'm super annoyed about it. It's because this have been going on since June, this whole coming and grilling me thing. But this time, I have a secret weapon, and it is my housemate, Simon.

  Basically, Simon was good cop and I'm bad cop. I'm constantly giving the more "bad" answers (I don't think it's bad, I think it's just not what she wants to hear). Simon wraps my words around with flowers basically. Until...

  It is now 3pm. She's still here. My original plan of baking is now moot because the evening plan is to study. She's been here since she woke up at 10am, and we're having this topic until now. None of us have ate breakfast, and we're still going on about her guy problem. Simon too got impatient already and we both became bad cop-bad cop an hour ago. She's basically trying to be like a chessmaster, trying to make him fall in love with him and have him make the first move and all those stuff. At the end, she left because she has a meeting. Simon and I then supported ourselves by just getting some KFC delivered to us.

  And here I am now, just finished my only meal of the day because it's already 4pm. It has been a rough morning/afternoon, having a guest who doesn't want to leave your home for some completely made up problem she has (if you listen to her problem, you could tell all of this could be solved by her making the move. Yes she could be rejected, but I guess that's it then.). So now, I guess it's time to study and do whatever assignments I have. I'll maybe make my muffins some day? Or maybe I'll make 2 different kind of pastries next week! We'll see!

Figure 46.2: Side view of my wound

Fantastic Jobs And Where To Find Them

  Could someone tell me where to find them?

  So, there was a career fair today, went there and dropped some resumes here and there. Basically, I was just giving out my resumes as though as its just a pamphlet. Other than those 3 insurance/bank booths, there was literally no one else searching for someone with a background in math and statistics. Which kinda sucks, every time I talk to people, they told me that every industry uses stats! Even those booth people says so! Buuuuut, when I ask them about it, they're all "wellllll, yeah we do use it, but it's not what we're looking for right now". Which I get it, you want what you want, the fault seems to be with my degree honestly, despite growing up hearing that statistics is super useful, it's being used in every industry etc... the harsh reality is that yes it is being used, but they do not need new people I guess. It feels like the data department is just filled with them old dogs. Maybe the only time they're hiring is when those people finally retire, then there's slots for us. Good news is that I finally got a picture for my linkedin profile. I've gotten mixed reviews about linkedin, some says it's useless but some says it's super useful. Doesn't hurt to get one I guess!

Figure 45.1: The Career Fair!

  Some good news though! My study permit has finally been extended, which means I can finally start apply for all the other bureaucratic stuff! This is the pain of being an international student, but once it's done, it's done, I can feel my shoulders being figurative lighter now (not physically though, that's because I am always carrying my laptop around and its heavy). 

  That being said, I'll still try to apply jobs wherever I can though. It seems like, being a statistic major, there is a low chance that I'll be staying here in St John's. Lots of the companies rep told me that all these data analyst position are more common in big cities like Ottawa, Toronto, Montreal... So, yeah. Maybe even Frankfurt? Stockholm? Gothenburg? That'd be sweet! Not Berlin though, not a fan. Sorry >.<

Night of the osmanthus

  I've been trying to get into this habit of trying new things every week. One of the things I'm doing right now is to cook at least one new recipe each week, and also bake a thing once a week(end). This week, I tried to make Italian meatballs, and there's no pictures, because it was a complete failure. Tomato sauce was spraying everywhere, the stove needed so much cleaning, and it took forever to cook the centre of the meatball. Taste alright though, but the presentation and the cooking process was just... ugh...

  I've been trying to make some rolls in the past few weeks, and I pretty much failed every time. It kept on coming out more like a biscuit, so this week I'm trying out something simpler. I'm going to make chocolate chip cookies. Will probably show it in the next blog post, IF its successful.

  Next week, for the new recipe, I'm going to try and make a different kind of meatballs, something smaller, that's right it's Swedish meatballs! Hopefully, that one would cook better now that I've known that 1.2kg of ground beef is too much beef. As for the baking, maybe cupcakes? Muffins? I'll see what leftover baking supplies I have left after the chocolate chip.

Sweater Weather

  I have been sick for awhile now. I'm guessing it's from that day when I was cycling in the middle of the rain, and not wearing my raincoat and waterproof stuff. Oh well.

  We recently just celebrated Malaysia Day! Unfortunately, I was having some serious coughs and runny nose, which means I was not 100% into it. The event was hosted at our home, which means I dread the day where we have to clean up all the mess. It's made even worst since that I am sick. There was 30+ people at our house. I basically come in and out of my room every 30 minutes, saying hello and conversing with the guest, then retreating back to my room because its not good for a sick person to be with a crowd in such small places. From time to time, some of the guests comes into my room to relax. 30+ people in a small living room means it gets hot really really quickly. They come for some fresh air, and some small talk, before going back to the crowd. Lots of food, lots of curry (which is bad for my sore throat), but free food is free food. I basically ate curry for the next few days, which means that my ailments isn't exactly going away. All in all, the event was fun (I think). Lots of brand new Malaysians coming here, time to pass the torch I guess. The cleanup, not so much. Our lovely host was basically watching the TV the entire day (while eating all the leftover crisps), leaving me to clean up the mess. (I know he'll clean up eventually, but the keyword here is EVENTUALLY)

Figure 43.1: Not everyone is from Malaysia, but most are.

  Well, autumn is coming! Which means, sweater weather! Usually, the autumn means you get to put on those stylish layers! Them lovely scarves, those elegant coats. Unfortunately, this is Newfoundland, which means everything has to be waterproof. I don't know why, waterproof clothing aren't very stylish. I would say they look very practical though, but I guess that's it. They kinda min maxed it to be full practical, along with its extremely brightly coloured shell so you would be visible not only at night, but also through the fog. You would think that, "Oh, I mean everywhere rains! So its nice to have rain jackets sometimes but you could always put on some stylish outerwear!" NOOOOO, not only does it rain, there's huge winds, so it has to be windproof too! Basically, everyone here dress like how fishermen dresses in movies. Rubber boots, those bright yellow jackets, and that constant frown because who could smile in this weather. (I actually love the rainy weather here a lot, it's annoying but I love it. Whenever people start complaining about the weather, I just kind of go: hahahaha yeah... >.>)

Figure 43.2: Just in time for the weekends

  The other, more interesting thing that happened today (17/9/18) was that I had to dispose a dead bird. I had just finished my class, and I was about to unlock my bicycle and cycle home, when I noticed this yellow ball in this small patch of tall grass. I was like "oh neat, what's this" and lo and behold it is a dead bird. I locked my bike back to the bike rack and kind of just circled around the area. There was a bunch of people walking by but I don't think anyone noticed the dead bird. #1, it is hidden in this patch of tall grass, so you have to walk up to it to see. #2, in order for someone to even get close to this tall brush, they're probably heading towards the bike rack, and not many bike around here. I went back into MUN and grab a wooden stirrer from the cafe to poke the bird. Yep, it's fleshy. It's not moving, yep it's probably dead. I tore the middle pages from my notebooks, preparing to wrap the bird into it. The hard part was trying to grab the bird. Unfortunately, I didn't have the guts to just, GRAB the bird, so I was kind of fiddling around with the piece of paper and the wooden stirrer stick, trying to push it into the paper. 

  Some guy who was just walking by noticed me (I still had my helmet on by the way) trying to do something with a piece of paper and a stick next to the bike rack. I guess he thought its some bike related thing. So being a good sport, he approached me and said :"Hey, you need any help?"

And then I said: "Yeah, that'd be great, I can't do this by myself."

"Oh, are you trying to get the stick under or something?"

"No, I'm trying to push this dead bird into this piece of paper."

"Ah...." he said. And then he said "Ohkay." He smiled, and walked away.

  To tell you the truth, my heart kind of sinked a little. I was really expecting him to help me with this. But cause of that, I am now filled with determination and just went and grab it and wrapped it in the piece of paper. Oh gosh it's so squishy oh gosh. I then disposed it into the rubbish bin and kinda did a mini prayer of sorts, before finally leaving the university. Its such a pretty bird too! Greenish yellow on the belly, brown on the rest. Kind of went online and checked if I did the right thing throwing it into a rubbish bin. Turns out, it is. The other thing to do is let nature run it's course and let some other animal swoop down and eat it but this cadaver is right in the middle of campus, so I doubt any animals would be swooping down any time soon. Not only that, if left there, it may rot and may spread some sort of disease around the area (according to the article published by the Canadian wildlife association), it's also like, 5m away from the entrance of the science building, a high traffic area. They even end the article with that "it's okay if something dies, it's part of the cycle" so I use that as a pat on the back I guess. 

Hello!

  It seems like responding to a Facebook post by my uncle about my grandma has cascaded into pretty much my entire family finding out about this blog, to which I say, "Hello! Enjoy your stay! I hope you guys don't think different of me after binge reading everything!"

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  This is mostly just a small update to acknowledge them, but I guess I should add some other things too. First off, remember when I said I've been tired all day, and my eyes feel heavy even when its only 10pm? Well, I just admitted that it's not cause I'm too active (maybe I was), but its definitely because I'm falling sick. Sore throat, dizziness, heavy eyes, constant coughing, these are the symptoms of a sick person. Maybe the sickness was due to the fact that I was doing too much, constantly stressed about my schedule? It's the weekend now, time to relax. Maybe play some Dragon Age or read my book club book.

  I've been trying to bring leftovers as lunch to school lately. Not a big fan, but trying. In fact, there's a lot of things (well, only two) that I've been trying to do lately that I was not a fan of. First off, which is the aforementioned cooking some additional stuff to bring to school for lunch. I ordered a bento box online and am waiting for it to arrive, so for now I guess I'll use whatever container I have in the house. Maybe in the future, I will make some excellent bento box food that I do not know how to do now, like sushi or meatballs. Yum yum~

  The other thing is, I've been trying to bake. I do not have a fear of flour, but more of, I do not like the mess flour can create. Those little whiteys just get to everywhere. All over the counter, in the kitchen, in your clothes, and whatever stuff there are on the counter. But whatever, I've been trying to bake. I've made it a point to attempt to bake something every weekend. I've been trying to bake cinnamon/cardamom rolls the past few instances (and they all turn out to be failures), so this week, I'm going to start with the basic with cookies! Then maybe after that be muffins, then to some savoury things like pizza or calzone (so I could bring them as lunch too!), or even my own BREAD! Wooooooooooo~

  Played a game of badminton after a long time. Not just any game of badminton, SINGLES badminton. I've always been playing doubles badminton with a bunch of friends but singles.... singles is a whole different story. The amount of ground you have to cover my post-recovery little Asian ankle can't keep up. Not only that, the guy I was playing with, he's like around 185cm tall, so he didn't really have to move, all he does is extend is body and he could reach it! Not fair! I realised 30 mins in that hitting the back corners doesn't make him run, but hitting the front corner does. Problem is, trying to get it close to the net takes a lot of skill that I do not currently have. Either way, would play singles badminton again even if I were to get destroyed.

  Duolingo Swedish is getting tougher and tougher. I think I need a notebook for it from now on. German on the hand, is still fine. I guess spending almost 2 years studying Germans help! :p

  No visual media this time, so I'll just link some duet songs. Give them a listen!

Shorter term aspiration

  I've been speaking about my long term aspiration for a while: the graduation, the Swedish and German future, yaddi yaddi yadda. Now, I guess I'm here to speak about my "short" term aspiration, or in this case, semester aspiration.

  It's been a week, and I've been trying to be consistent and disciplined. I try to study in between classes, rather than just faffing about. I've also been exercising a lot; lots of time after class, I just go straight to the gym and start working out. With this in mind, for my past week, I've been absolutely lethargic. It's only 10pm when I'm typing this and I already have eye bags.

  My current friends are whatever friends I already have and my current classmates. Mind you that there's so little people in statistics that we kind of already know each other. For every passing semester, we get closer and closer because each other is all we got. I've got a badminton game with one of them tomorrow (pretty cool! Dude just asked me! We were never "this" close of casually asking for a game of badminton). This boy seriously helped me the last semester, without him I would never have passed, so please, help me through this last semester of mine! It's hard to meet new people when you're just constantly swamped with stuff. And the times where I have finally some breathing space, I just wanna stay home and play a quick game of Binding of Isaac or just watch an episode of two of whatever I'm watching right now. One of these days, I will have to find a few hours out and play Dragon Age.

  This fatigue is making me sleep earlier and earlier, which means it's harder and harder to be discipline with my Duolingo. Usually, I do some practice exercises before I sleep, but lately I just want to hit the sack. The other thing I would like to complain about is the serious lack of quality for the German Duolingo exercises. You could only make 4 mistakes before they kind of kick you out and make you restart the entire test. Guess what? There's only 3 questions! So that means you could just get all those 3 wrong and could still "pass" the test because you didn't make 4 mistake! It's also impossible to make those mistakes because the questions are easy to the peasy. The Swedish ones though are infinitely more difficult. There's like 20 questions each and they are all pretty fair. I find out that I'm absolutely horrible at the name of clothes (we didn't learn them in class when I was in Sweden!).

  Right now, I have a study mate for all my courses, which is good! Sure, I've been studying alone for the past few years, but the results were just kind of... so-so... Last semester showed me that having a study mate (and a smart one, not just anyone), really helps! Which begs the question, why would the smarty pants would want to study with me, the clearly inferior person (in terms of grades at least... I hope...)? Not sure, but I'm not going to complain or think about it.

  I haven't even started on the book that we're supposed to discuss in my book club!

  Basically, this semester: Study, exercise, read some books here and there, and sleep. Lots of and lots sleep.I really really need those sleep. The hard part is the discipline part, but I think I can do it right? Doesn't seem hard on paper. >.<

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Figure 41.1: The difference in quality is shown in the huge gap in xp

Relationships and the Semester

  Lots of people been asking me, "So Jerry, anyone you interested in?" Honestly, I kept on telling them the same thing. I'm graduating soon, I don't know where I will be after I graduate, so its probably not fair for the girl if I do get into a relationship and then buzz off to some distant land. But then again, right now my young life seems to be filled with constant relocation, so a relationship in general seems to be... well... unfair.

  Maybe I'll be a guy version of a cat lady. What's a guy version of a cat lady? A bat gentleman :^)
*pause for laughter*
  No please, don't go. I'll stop with the lame jokes, for now.


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  The first week of class is officially over. I'm currently taking 3 statistics courses and an elective. 

  The 3 stats courses are survey sampling, probability and statistics, and stochastic processes, while the elective is intro to Japanese はい！Thankfully, I have friends and acquaintances in all of my classes. Did you know, there's only like 6 students in my stochastic processes class, while there's 9 students in my survey sampling class. Since these are all 4th year courses, these are the pretty much the faces I've seen consistently along my journey. Some of the 3rd year stats courses are prerequisites for other majors, so I do not see them anymore beyond those classes (like my probability and statistics class, which has around 26 students). Honestly, I would not have passed my previous semesters without these people. There are some things that students who gets it explained it better to me, than the professors who have taught the course for more than a decade. I tried self studying/visiting the professor for one of the course once, and it went horribly. I could not understand it, and the professor did not do a good job explaining it to me, but a peer, they seem to know why and what's up. And now, these peer, who I have been seeing in my classroom for awhile, are taking the final classes of statistics with me. I am eternally grateful for their presence and guidance, and I hope you guys could help me get through this semester too.

  The Japanese class should be fine. My other friend once told me that the locals that attend the class tend to be those anime-watching people like me. After only 2 classes, I can confirm that statement.  

Slow Start

After months of planning and stuff, the science orientation finally happened. It was 6 hours of crowds and crowds of people, furniture moving, and many more. The team was all satisfied with the end result. I heard there were comments from my supervisor's supervisor, that it wasn't "perfect", but if you wanted the perfect event, it is destined to fail then. There were many hiccups throughout the events, but we pulled through. We made up things on the go and I think we all did a good job.

  Now that this is over, it's time to focus on classes. The new semester is starting, and hopefully its my last.

   My dad sent me photos of my brother and my parents together (as one would do when visiting), and gosh, my mom looked horrible, she looks like she barely slept for the past few weeks. I can't blame her though, if my mom was in a coma, and I'm constantly visiting her hoping for some action from her, I'll probably have plenty of sleepless nights too. Not just that, when I was talking to my dad, my dad told me mom's watching TV (at 11pm), that's way past her bedtime. I wonder how home is doing.

  That is one of the less nice things of the conversation with my dad, the other not so nice conversation was that he wasn't too happy that my future plans include Germany and/or Sweden. Basically along the lines that: "If you wanted to go to those places, you shouldn't have went to Canada to begin with." But it's not that simple, if not because of my experiences here, I wouldn't even think so much about those two countries. Before that, all I cared about Germany is that their World Cup champions and they have nice car, while Sweden is ABBA and Zlatan-land.

  Actually, ever since after secondary school (when my parents are less strict towards me), I've been wanting things that my parents do not agree with (I'm not including things like tattoos but my parents weren't happy with that either). First off, I didn't want to be an engineer. That was the toughest message to send to my parents. I kinda made myself have bad grades in physics back in secondary school just to let them know that "Hey, I really don't want to be an engineer" (and now that I'm in university, I now know just "engineer" means nothing, there's civil, mechanical, electrical, etc. etc. and they're all different). My parents either wanted me to become an engineer or a doctor, but doctor was out of the question because that requires many many years of practice and it gets too pricey, so when I said I didn't want to be an engineer, and my grades were out, I think my entire household was in turmoil. There were lots of screaming, and accusation that I will have no future and stuff like that.

  The other thing that my parents weren't happy about is that I want to study in Canada. They think it's too far, and were hoping if I'd study somewhere closer. When I was looking at Canadian unis, my mom was researching about other non-Canadian, nearer unis like those in Malaysia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Taiwan... I remember it was just so annoying that she kept on pushing all these unis while I already told them, "hey, I want to go to Canada". I mean, all these aren't exactly small life choices, especially for a guy from some small insignificant country (Heck, the two people I dated didn't know where Malaysia is initially!).

  Although I don't mind furthering my career in Canada, what I want is to migrate to Germany or Sweden for work. That's what I want. My stay there is amazing and I wouldn't have had that opportunity if I hadn't been to Canada. But you know, that's the hard part, finding a job in those 2 countries. Do I intend to defy my parents again at this stage of my life? Probably. Is it selfish? Probably? But its what I want, and I intend to see this through.

  I have not live in Germany as long as I have in Sweden, but from that month, I thought it was pretty nice! Maybe it's different if I were to work in the big city, as I was studying in a rather small, quaint area, but it's nice! As for Sweden, I remember at one point the Giantess thinks that I do not want to come to work in Sweden, but I'm gonna tell you what I told her, and that is that I loved it. I love the atmosphere, I love the people, I love it all, and it doesn't matter that the tax is high because I'm sure the pay covers it, it'd be cruel if it does not. So yeah, that's my goal. That's what waking me up in the morning. Honestly, this summer was cruel as hell, I was like a headless chicken, but this... this is my goal, this is what pushing me forward, to do things I thought I will never do. Nothing is set in stone, and I'll be damned if I give up just like that.

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Figure 39.1: I guess Swedes does this?

The Eternal Questions: Electric Kettle vs Stove Top Kettle

  This question has been running through my mind for as long as I fantasize having my own apartment. Electric kettle or stove top kettle?

  There are many pros and cons to each of them, unlike rice cooker vs pot (had a brief discussion about this with the Giantess before). Every time I walk by the kitchen section of some lifestyle store, my eyes always glances through all those beautiful shiny stainless steel/copper kettles. The thought of the whistling of a kettle makes me happy, although some may find it annoying (just like how some may find those mechanical keyboards tik-tak noise annoying).

  Aesthetically, the kettle wins this hands down. There is an issue though, I feel like kettles will either be extremely beautiful, or it's gonna stuck out like a sore thumb (depending on the looks of your kitchen too), whereas an electric kettle is very "safe". Pretty much every kitchen has an electric kettle, unless you pick one of those strange looking one with owls and cows, it's gonna look normal no matter how the kettle is.

Figure 38.1: It's red, it lights up blue when its turned on, and it looks fine

  The other thing I have to consider is space. A stove top kettle guarantees that one of your stove will always be occupied, while the electric one guarantees that one of your outlet will always be occupied. Yeah sure you could get those extension cords, but I will try to avoid using them in my future apartment, I feel that using extension cords means that I own too many redundant electronics, I should be able to live with the current amount provided, but that also depends on the layout of the apartment. I hope my future place is generous with it's outlets! Anyway, back to kettles. By being constantly on the stove means that there's more space on the counter, and vice versa. So it also depends on how much I'll be cooking and such. I think that I wouldn't be using all 4 stove top at a time (unless I'm cooking for more than myself). But still, despite all these, an electric kettle still takes up less space overall than the stove top kettle.

  Overall, I guess it really depends on how the kitchen would look like. Lots of counter space? Sure, just get an electric kettle. Not enough counter space? Maybe consider a stove top kettle? Does the kitchen looks super hipster? GET A STOVE TOP KETTLE!

  I could always use a pot, but I use too much hot water for it to be convenient.

Figure 38.2: No no!

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  So I hit a difficulty curve for the Swedish Duolingo. I realised I never really did learn the plural form of words, and am working on that. It's not really a struggle, it's just something new. Before that, it's more of a revision, things I have learnt before and am you know... catching up with it. As for the German Duolingo, I think there's some sort of bug. It's really really easy, and no, I'm not showing off, I mean it because they ask the same questions up to three times in a row, so my German score on Duolingo is pretty inflated.

  Also in Swedish, I'm always confused with mus. Every time I read it out loud (or in my head), I always think that mus = moose. I always chuckle when the question ask me to translate: Musen äter osten. I was like: "Easy! But also, why is a moose eating cheese? Oh Duolingo~", and then I got marked incorrect. I have no problem with älg though, which is the proper word for moose.

  The other small thing that I annoy myself with is that I tend to capitalize the nouns in Swedish because that's what you do in German. Duolingo also drains so much battery o_o, but other than that, my quest to learn is going fine.