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thursday, may 18, 2006[advanced logic]
I cleaned my room rather thoroughly today. And it was about time, let me tell you. I can't remember when I last washed the floor, probably in March o_O
I even cleaned the windows, which I'd never done before in the flat. I left an awful lot of stripes and stuff, but at least now when I look out of the window, the vision is clear, not blurry. Ha! I might clean them again during the weekend, though. The stripes bug me.
What is it that makes Finnish rock singers pronounce English badly against their better knowledge? Sometimes I wonder.
Dad gave me a 100 euros as a sort of encouragement / motivation money because I've worked my ass off during the spring and will continue to do that until Midsummer. I calculated a little and realised that if I get my translation money (if only they'd tell me to whom I could send the bill!) and don't spend too much this month, I might manage June just fine without asking more money from dad or transferring any from my extra bank account (which is mainly just for emergencies). So neat! And so I walked to H&M and bought a skirt and a pair of capri trousers. Hooray for Hanna logic! It's just more advanced than other people's.
I still do think buying the trousers and skirt was justified. My summer wardrobe (har) is pretty much non-existent so this'll help a little. I'm still seriously lacking a few shirts and a pair of shoes. I would also need a pair of jeans, a jacket and a bit more shirts, but those aren't as urgent. Sigh.
Speaking of clothes, I'd need to decide what to wear tomorrow evening for the Summer Party and pack the clothes, too. I won't have time to pick the clothes out tomorrow because I'll be having one hell of a schedule (otherwise there wouldn't be any problem but I don't want to miss my body balance class). So annoying. But in a way it's good. Gives me something to think, so I won't panic about the maturity exam. Panic, panic!
I wonder if I can keep myself awake to watch the Eurovision song contest. It'll be painful to watch since I really can't stand the thing and it gives me headache and nightmares (well, almost). Yet I am strangely drawn to it every year. Inexplicable annual addicition.
