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Sunday, July 31, 2005
The Armi Aavikko costume wasn't really all that fantastic. I could've been any blond from the 1970s. Or Anna Nicole Smith, as Jenni thought. Milla said that I really should've dressed up as Ms. Smith, but I seem to recall that everyone I suggested it to thought it was a terrible idea and so I skipped it. Too bad. But even in the Armi costume (loved the shirt! the shoes were killing me, though) I managed to turn more heads in ten minutes than in the last ten years put together. Men are so shallow. Long, blond curls, that's all it takes.
I've reached the conclusion that I probably ought to stop hanging out with people entirely. My social life hasn't been very active lately anyway, so I guess it wouldn't make much of a difference. But I'm really starting to get annoyed with it all. It appears that if I talk to someone, it's very often interpreted as mean and hostile. If I'm silent, people think I'm angry or upset. And the rest of the time some watch their every word so that they wouldn't annoy / hurt / upset me. Am I that scary? I've heard it so many times before, but never from people that have known me for a longer time. And combined to the mood and feelings that really have been the theme for the summer (not boring anyone with the details), it's really not a good thing. I really don't know what to do. It's driving me mad. And causing way too many tears.
Also causing distress is my lecture schedule for the autumn term. I'm so fed up with it that if I wasn't so desperate to be in my own little home in JNS again, I probably wouldn't go back at all. This is pissing me off big time. There are only like five courses I want to take before Christmas, and what do you know, two of them overlap really badly. Bollocks. I just have to find courses somewhere. Lots of them.
There are also two jobs open for lecturers in our department, which basically means that Liz and Cathy are not coming back. Which in turn means that lesser amount of courses will be available in the teaching programme. And that we have no more female lecturers, unless the new persons hired are women. What a bore. And I really like Cathy too. It makes me sad to think she won't be there anymore in September. Most unfair!
In other, happier(?) news, Mum and Jussi went to Vyborg for a day and brought me back... *drums*... a pirated copy of BSB's Never Gone! Well, woohoo! Maybe I should stop asking them for souveniers and stuff. The last time they went abroad, which was ages ago, the bought me a pirated Backstreet Boys t-shirt :D
ps. Emmu went to Ireland for two weeks and didn't pack an umbrella O_o Sent her a limeric about that, only to honour the occasion of her actually being in Limerick. It was crap and the number of syllables was all incorrect, but I guess it's the thought that counts.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
And so the Sunset Beach Party of 2005 is over. I stayed sober throughout the whole thing (if we don't count Sunday evening after we'd cleaned the beach), and that's the only way I'm able to handle it anyway.
Of course you do the stupidest things sober, though. I broke my (=mum's) camera. Bollocks! I dropped it, so my clumsiness is entirely to blame, but I also know that had I been pissed as a newt, the camera would be just fine now. I've got the worst camera karma ever, honestly. Ah well. Maybe sometime, in another life possibly, I'll get a camera that I will now break within a year of first touching it. That will also be the year hell freezes and I find Martin Short funny / attrative / both.
Didn'y really see bands during this years Party. On Friday I saw some half of Poets of the Fall, and on Saturday I saw Ezkimo, Jere & the Universe and Klaus Thunder & Ukkosmaine. For the rest of the bands I saw two to four songs each. Except Kari Peitsamo and Uniklubi that I missed entirely. But whatever, I'm pretty satisfied, can't complain.
PotF seemed good, though. The songs, save maybe Don't Mess With Me and Someone Special, are pretty darn boring, but the singer's voice is so pretty I might even buy the album. Half seriously considering it. Also, the fluent usage of phrases such as "all the while" makes me purr. Teehee.
We're actually going to see PotF to Turku tomorrow, as they're appearing in Down By the Laituri. Them, Apulanta and YUP for 15 euros. Of course, we have to borrow money from dad to get there because we're both completely broke. I think that if we combined our money, we'd have something from 3 to 6 euros.. But because Milla missed both PotF on Friday and Apulanta on Saturday, and I didn't see all of them either, and neither of us have ever seen YUP live, we're going. Whee! The traditional summer day in Turku turned into an evening in Turku. Which is equally nice.
It's Juska's birthday party on Saturday, and she's decided it's a costume party with a Stardust theme, ie. we ought to dress up as celebrities. All my ideas have pretty much fallen short but today I finally found a costume, half accidentally. Armi Aavikko. Dear lord.
Friday, July 22, 2005
I'm never speaking English again, I swear. An English speaking group today.
"Wee. Kould. Gho. Tho. Te. Old. ... ... Jesus... ... Blaaast. Fhurnasshe?! Nhow."
I'm so embarrassed. Halfway through I had to tell them that the reason it's so mortifying for me to forget all the words is that I'm actually an English major. They said it was alright, but really, they didn't get half of what I was saying anyway, and then I kept forgetting words like "wheel". Then again, I did remember words like "bellows". Useful vocabulary.
My Helsinki tour was quite alright. Of course, the fact that Emmu and Mikko's sleeping schedules don't really match caused me to wake up on Monday at 6.15am and going to bed somewhere around 2.30am. Result? On Tuesday I was tired as hell. And still am. Grief.
Monday was nice. Had a nice morning latte, saw about bazillion Japanese tourists and also a bunch of most handsome men, ended up in about 100 tourist photos and possibly a Japanese TV spot (apparently I ought to choose my seats more carefully), took the wrong tram and got a 40 minute Pasila tour, saw Anna, Riia and Mikko (and finally met Pauli). Swam in the sea for the first time in eight years and had a nice picnic with Anna. Can't complain, it was a good day.
Tuesday was a bit kablooey because I was so tired. Inka and I had brie baguettes at Unicafe (and the hugests pullas on the planet at Cafe Esplanad), and for once she did most of the talking. Unfortunately, I think because of the lack of sleep, I wasn't really good company. Bugger. But at least I saw her, that's the main point.
After Marjoi cancelled our date, I went to see if any film even of remote interest was starting at Tennispalatsi anytime soon. And now I've seen Batman Begins. Here endeth the tour.
Are there no good American actors to portray American caharacters? Just wondering. When watching the new Batman flick, I suddenly realised that out of the 8 actors doing the bigger roles, 6 are British - including Christian Bale, who did, once again, master his accent very well. Alfred can be easily understood, but the rest o_O I still heart Gary Oldman, though. And Mr Neeson. And.. <3
But all in all I liked the film, even if I had small difficulties grasping it at first (and I'm not saying there's anything wrong with the cast - it just felt a bit silly). A journey back to the gloomier Batman times. It was about time!
Bought new shoes today as the ones I got last summer just fell apart. I told the lady at the shoeshop what had happened and she gave me 10 euro discount. The original price was actually 39 euros but the price had already gone down with ten. So I ended up paying only 19 for them, which gives me a happy. I could've just about afforded to pay 29 euros, but now I also had enough money to buy tuna and salad and stuff. Don't have to eat just noodles. Good.
Shower awaits. Selling tickets for an hour at the club evening today. It would actually be nice if a) it wasn't raining b) I wasn't in a desperate need of a nap.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
My little Eastpak is all packed. Lost my nerve with Karkkila and decided to go on a little holiday. Helsinki, here I come! I'm going to Emmu's today and Mikko's tomorrow. I've also settled a breakfast date with Anna for tomorrow morning (and there was some talk about going swimming as well), and on Tuesday I'm going to see Inka and Marjo. Also ought to meet up with Esa at some point, but I'm pretty certain it'll be no problem.
Whee! Whee!
Going to see Muuri and spending some time with Mikko and Esa was so much fun that I decided there's no point in delaying my little holiday any longer. Or actually the deciding happened only after Milla came up with the idea and encouraged me to go now (and also, very heroically, promised to take my last theatre ticket shift on Tuesday).
I think I want to have sushi for lunch on Tuesday. Why delay that either? It's been on my mind for over two months already.
Made the SBP club backstage passes last night and this morning realised how so very ugly they are. Grah. I will make new ones if I find time. If not, too bad. The artists just have to suffer the most heinous backstage passes ever. Tough.
Oh, great now. Some of the sponsor pop ups at dictionary.com contain viruses. Now everything's a mess and I need to run all these anti-virus programs with mum's computer. It'd better work.
Now I'm annoyed. :|
Sunday, July 10, 2005
I've been bitten by the travel bug. Pretty badly. I want to go where ever, for any period of time, I really don't care. I just want to go. I'd prefer one of the capitals in Eastern Europe (or Paris or Oslo), but really, anything would do.
We do have some plans for August, but it depends on so many things that I don't really know if they'll happen. Of course, my work schedule and financial situation are not helping at all. But we'll see.
Milla phoned me on Friday and asked if I'd want to go to see Maks & Morits (or Max & Moritz, as it's usually spelled, I believe) that night - departure in 15 minutes. Pauli, who already had a ticket, apparently couldn't go and they needed a replacement. And so I went. The play was average, but it was a nice evening nevertheless. Suomelinna is always nice, and I hadn't been there for years. And while it was cloudy and raining in Karkkila, Helsinki was all sunny and pretty. Whee.
Also bumped into Anna accidentally. Ought to see her properly, really. We didn't have time to talk much, but she said she'll be in Finland until October, so I guess we can find time to meet up at some point. I could combine seeing Anna and my two days in Helsinki or something. It does feel, however, that I have to do that two days in Helsinki at least twice or even more. There are too many things I want / have to do there when I get round to it.
One of which is seeing Muuri. Arse.. We really ought to just decide some date when we're going because otherwise we'll end up missing it. And I promised Mikko I'd go to see it. I already skipped his English stand-up thingie in the spring even though I'd solemnly promised I'd go. Wouldn't want to do that again.
Sad but humorous story of the day: Eeva told me that she'd seen in 7 päivää mag how one of those why-is-she-famous celeb chics had taken a tattoo (and I'm sure 7 päivää paid for it, as they always seem to do when they're doing this kind of featured articles). Apparently, she wanted to have the "Where there's a will, there's a way" proverb tattooed on her stomach.
Unfortunately neither she or the person making the tattoo (or anyone else that had anything to do with the thing) had really bothered to check how it really goes, and so, when the tattoo was photographed after it was ready, it said "There were is will, there is a road". o_O
We wondered if anyone will ever have the guts to tell her that she has a rather large tattoo on her stomach that's grammatically incorrect and doesn't mean anything either.
Monday, July 04, 2005
It's the US independence day today. Makes you realise how sneakily Hollywood puts information in your head. Do I know the exact dates of any other countries' independence days apart from Finland and USA? No. Hm.
But go me! Besides being the substitute money collector (ie collecting the ticket and shirt monies and taking them to the bank) this morning, I also made all the food, beer and snack tickets for SBP. By this I mean making them and printing them out. I still haven't cut them, which is the painful part of it anyway as that's 540 tickets altogether. Bugger. But once I do that I have earned my status as an Officially Good Person.
Actually, if we are frank, I probably ought to update my fanlistings as well. But pfft, who cares? Besides all the people who have tried to join them in the past three months. Hush.
I'm never going to another KTN party again. Actually, I know that's a promise I know I won't be able to keep, but I'm sure as hell going to try. Those parties are definitely to be avoided at all costs, especially if one is at least reasonably sober and has to work the following day.
I'm not saying Saturday was all bad, I did have loads of fun, but on the surface I'm still mostly annoyed. And stomach-achey (thanks to the food). And tired. Having a nap is not my style, but I napped twice yesterday and once (this far) today. Sleeping during the day always makes my head and throat(!) hurt so I'm not enjoying it too much.
Today's napping occured, unfortunately, while trying to read Harry Potter och Den flammande bägaren. I've stumbled through five pages already. Either my Swedish has gone way down during the past year, which I doubt as I am pretty certain it happened many years ago, or then the Swedish translation of The Goblet of Fire is much more difficult and complicated than the one of Prisoner of Azkaban.
Most annoying, though, realising again how so very bad my Swedish is. I really, really need to start revising it but it's a bit hard on my own. I would either need a tutor or a friend who'd revise it with me, preferably both. Volunteers? Thought so.
Mia-Elina supported my idea of marrying Dave Grohl and not asking his wife. Good. She also agreed that when talking about Dave Grohl, nostrils aren't the first thing that come to mind (though you may say so). We voted for all those teeth. :)
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