The Canadian

I am feeling it. Spring. Seriously! I feel like I have energy to do what ever. And I am actually doing whatever. And nothing at the same time, pretty skillful, eh?


I am skipping along, checking out cool possible apartements and running from cafe's to work-related training days to art gallery openings to shopping.. I am trying to take everything I can out of my last months as a student, apart from the studying of course. I am confident it will take care of itself on the side. But for now I am dreaming of a relaxing summer job somewhere by the coast, hopefully close to my new possible apartement in like the snobbiest area in Helsinki. I'm sure I'll fit right in ;) If the apartement thing works out, I'll post some pictures so that you can share the experience with me. Until then, hasta luego and remember to not make things more serious than they are! Eh?

Tukka putkella (hair on a tube??)

From zero to a hundred in a day. Writing a thesis is strange in many ways. First you think you're home free and can't think of how to proceed. Then you figure it out and vrooooooom!! You go from sipping coffee and wandering around and keeping your computer open just for show to OH LORD, I CAN NEVER GET THIS DONE ON TIME. I am in the vrooooom phase right now ~~~~woooooooooosshhhh~~~~~Tukka putkella.

Aivan

It's always a little awkward when you find yourself talking about something you know little or nothing about. I tend to get into those situations more often than I'd like to. It's just that I rarely think before I say something and stuff just kind of rolls out of my mouth.

My interview with HBL (Swedish newspaper here in Helsinki) was like that. I thought they were doing like an opinion poll and asking tons of people. But no. They slammed my picture and direct quotes into the damn thing. So I'm talking about plazas in Oslo and saying that they look very different than here. I really hope they do, not that I would know. I've only been to Oslo twice in my life. I wish I was one of those people who says nothing until there's something worth saying. Like normal Finnish people.

Marjatta

My friend is a deck officer. So as it happens, there is a ship out there called Marjatta. She thought it was hilarious because for some reason I am called that half of the time. Reasons unknown. Anyway, this is me and my info:

m/s Marjatta built in Germany 1996 Gross Tonnage 5.239 Dead Weight Tonnage 6.527

different years, same faces

From wild wild youths...

...to old farts
=P

Olen suomalainen

I felt really Finnish yesterday. We went on a midday crosscountry skiing trip with my friend. I took a tram and a bus to the skiing place wearing my dad's outdoor pants, his fleece hat and a traditional Finnish vintage item, a windbreaker jacket. I was also carrying (rather clumsily might I add) my white skiing equipment and wearing white ski shoes. I was sooo hoping not to bump into any old friends at that point. Which luckily didn't happen. Where is Murphy anyway, on holiday??

The actual skiing was fun and also very clumsy, I did some cool breakdance moves there a couple of times and found out that it doesn't look that good with ski's on. And we got some grumpy looks from people when we decided to walk the last uphill before the café. So thats apparently looked down-upon. Must remember that next time we go skiing. Next year, maybe=)

beauty in randomness

What a totally random weekend. I've met some absolutely wickedly cool new people this weekend. Happy people. And I've also been to a scary place called 'Den KungligaKlubben'. Don't need to see that ever again. But summing it all up, one of the best weekends in ages. Keep 'em coming!

Special price, just for you my friend!

Sometimes I kind of wish I lived in a corrupt country. What a terrible thing to say, I know. But just playing with the thought of being able to BUY a finished thesis from someone makes me smile. Especially on days like these. Deadlines, copy-pasting, smoking brain. And it's so cold outside that running away my anxieties is not an option. My face almost fell off on my way to the library and back. That's how cold it is. Honest. We are the gateway to Asia for crying out loud! I remembered Helsinki to be hot during this time of year, almost unbrearably so. Or was that Thailand?

Yep

Good news people of the world: even though I miss tromsø and especially all the people that made me feel so good there, I must say at this point that I love my life. Nothing special, things are just looking up and bright. May you have a wonderful weekend, enjoy the little things and have some wine as I intend to do soon. And if you're a female reader, wear some red lipstick and let your hair down! Cheers!