Body language

So, the time has finally come. I'm not even kidding when I say that Åre had better watch out.. or rather all the people on the slopes apart from me. I usually have pretty good motor-skills, keeping myself upright and all, but when there's something under my feet that I'm tied to, things tend to take a dramatic turn.

I'm not quite sure what I've signed up for. One girl who was coming on the trip with us decided to back out because she's not such a good snowboarder. Say what?! I've been on a board for 45 minutes in my entire life! Nervousgigglegiggle... The others are going to take one day hiking up some mountain and snowboadring down. Off-slopes?? No friggin' way. I would need fullbody armour for something like that.

I've decided to take some time to myself when they go on their superduperextremeday trip. Anybody hear of crosscountry skiing before? I'm packing my napsack with snacks, warm clothes and a thermos full of hot chocolate and doing what old people do. Call me a dork if you will, I call it self preservation instincts.

In resin

I think my brothers pictures are the coolest thing ever. A little subjective of me, but who cares. Anyway, I just loved this one right here. Maybe its the name or the picture or the combo, who knows? I hope you find yourself in resin* also =D

*In resin is a saying in Finnish (pihkassa) meaning that you are infatuated with someone, possessed by an unreasoning passion or attraction

Scale of Emotions

I kind of feel sorry for my computer to have to stare at this all day. Third one from the top left is probably the most common. Or maybe second from the bottom right.

Everybody loves Nightwish

www.youtube.com/watch?v=gg5_mlQOsUQ

Go Sweden, go!

I remember those days like they were yesterday. Freezing temperatures stinging our cheeks and noses, snow crunching under our ridiculously large winter shoes. I'm not saying that spring isn't a welcome element in my life, just not yet. All this rain and warm weather is melting away the last patches of snow from the ground. What will happen to our long-awaited trip to Åre? I suppose we'll just have to wait and see. Sweden is the perfect country, right? So I'm sure they'll figure something out before Easter=)

Balancing the tray of life on the tip of my nose

Hello people of the world! Did you know that you can earn money by pretending to be someone you're not? But someone you might still want to learn something from..

After all this thesis-writing nonsense is safely behind me, I will venture into a new and.. well, lets say more vibrant chapter in my life. I don't know about all you other thesis-writers out there, but at least I feel the need to break free from the restraints created by the academic world and being an adult and such. So my first baby-steps into "real life" shall be taken as various Moomin characters in a childrens theater group.

"Moomin lives life fully, and views the world with a feeling of wonderment for such simple pleasures as collecting stones and shells. As gullible as he is enthusiastic, he is also naive and extremely good natured."

Crash course

I woke up last night at 3.30 and 4.30 to some strange noises in my cabin. I think someone was trying to call me on the internal line, but I thought it was the TV for some reason and turned it on and off until the noise stopped. Dunno. Wierd places these cruisers.

I wish I would have woken up at 5.30 too, because we almost crashed into a tanker that was out of control. We were 60 meters away from it at the time our paths crossed. Would have been cool to watch it pass so close by on the TV channel that shows a picture from the outside of the front of the ship. Or maybe not. I'm glad our captains got this monster of a ship turned enough just in time.

The fast lane

I decided to start fasting after an other week of uncontrolled coffee drinking and eating stuff that just isn't good for you. And doing other things that just simply aren't good for you. So my body just kind of told me to start fasting. And so I did. I lasted for about 18 hours (I also count the hours I slept without eating last night) before caving in. As I heard someone say to me today, writing a thesis won't happen without candy and a humungous cup of coffee by your side. I'm starting to believe that it's true.

Thanks Rach!

Yes, thank you Rachel! Who remembered these guys anymore?? Yet the songs make me smile and want to slow dance with someone like we did in elementery school. Especially "I can't fight this feeling" and "Baby please don't go". Rock on Chicago!