Holy Sh*t...

...I can't believe it. Tomorrow we enter December. Christmas is like almost here! It's so weird. I can't wrap my head around it.

I've been so tired/hyper today. I dunno what's up with me....I think I'm high or something...sincerely.

Nothing more to write...Boring, I know.

Friday(?)

I'm curious...Is it just me that the week seems to pass by without noticing it? It's friday, again.

Today my younger brother turns 17. I shall affectionally call him Dweeb1#.
The bloke turns 17 and still acts like he did when he turned 12, when it comes to presents and the likes.
The first thing he said to me this morning was; Couldn't you have gotten up earlier? I have been awake and waiting for ages! I thought you guys would never show up. To which I kindly replied with flipping him the bird discreetly and grumbling that; Would you get up before seven when you didn't have to? I thought not.

So now after a rather good day at work I'm sitting here waiting for all the relatives to arrive. Oh Joy. Kidding. It's actually fun to see all the cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles and second cousins(? I think that is very much the wrong term but...who gives a cake?).

Well anyways. I can hear my grandmother now....I have to like...leave or something. Awesomeness.

Ramblings of Mr.Darcy, John Mayer and Laziness

I've been absent from the Blog-verse again, haven't I? Um...Ooops?
No, seriously I haven't really had anything to write about and I've been busy...sort of. If you can call reading/watching Pride and Prejudice and having Mr. Darcy on my mind 24/7 busy. Joking.
I've been cleaning the house...my younger brother...lets call him Dweeb1#...turns...what 17(?) tomorrow(Yes sad bu true, I had to actually think about how old my brother is...things like age seem irrelevent to me and often slip my mind...sue me.). So the house had to be cleaned.

Last weekend I went with V to see New Moon. It was...okay. Considering the fact that the book was rather boring so how could the movie be anything but? Taylor Lautner made the movie a nudge better though(hello, he was shirtless like...practically the whole movie). To bad he's the same age as my brother...sigh.

I'm at work now...being awfully sneaky and updating...hehe...Joking, again. My last client left like...half an hour ago and I can't make myself do..well...anything. I know, I'm so "the F-word" lazy. (I'm trying to stop cussing)(It's not going so well).

On another note...John Mayer is a genius. He's like...amazing. I've been listening to his music continuously this past week and I am amazed. His voice literally gives me goosebumps. I don't think I'll ever tire of listening to all his songs. Amazing sound and lyrics.

Well..I think I should do something productive for once.

Over and Out.



This song is amazing. I love the original by Tom Petty...but there's just something about John's version. Totally Gnarlatious Dudes...

The Mind is a Curious Thing...

Yesterday I popped some old CD's into my old faithful CD Player. I haven't listened to those albums for years and thought I'd give them a try.
Soon enough Jimmy Jansson started to sing about summer and the fact hat 1+1=2...
I had expected that I might start to hum along...I mean I used to listen to this bloke every single day back when I was 13. But I never expected that I would actually remember the words.
But there I was laughing at myself because I was singing along. As soon as the first notes of the song started playing I found myself belting out the exact right words.
The human mind is a curious thing. How is it possible for the brain to store that kind of thing?
These old lyrics that I used to know and sing by heart every day...how can I still do that several years later? Without stumbling once in some songs? When I honestly haven't heard the mentioned song for atleast four years...if not more?

Over and Out...

Trade Fairs and Table Dances...

This weekend I have been in the great city we call our capital aka Helsinki. We were there on this HUGE trade fair. It was located in the Helsinki exhibition hall. Focused on Beauty, Health,  Fashion and Weddings. Alot of people, exhausting work but kinda fun. It's nice to do something different once in a while.
Me and the Boss Lady were there all three days and the rest of the staff showed up on Saturday and we stayed on a hotel until Sunday.

I haven't stayed at a hotel for a really long time so of course that was nice. The breakfast buffé was awesome (like always). On Saturday night we ventured out on the town and convinced people that we were from London and New York...at some point we were Irish, I think...The strange thing is...that they actually believed us, sincerely! Besides that and the fact that middle aged men in suits decided that it was a great idea to dance porno dances on the tables (OH THE HORROR!!)it was a pretty normal night...

So it was an exhausting but totally nice weekend. And I saw a dude that recembled Ben Barnes...but very little...I think I'm insane(or maybe it was wishful thinking?).

Over and Out.

Strange-ness

Loads and loads of work t'day. Which is nice, it's a thousand times better then having nothing whatsoever to do.
I just ate dinner, mum's meatballs and mashed potatoes....mmm...yummy.

I don't even konw why I'm writing...I have nothing to write about. Food and work is not ver interesting now is it?

I'll just stop now...

Over and Out.

Father's Day.

Today we celebrate Father's Day here in Finland. The day we celebrate all fathers.

We celebrated my dad with small gifts and congratulations. My dad is the best dad in the world...but I am slightly biased, right?

The thing is; I am, always have been and probably always will be a Daddy's Girl. And I'm not ashamed to say it, because it's true (I even have a beanie that says "Daddy's Girl". Then it has to be true, right?).
It's been that way ever since I was a toddler.
There's this epic picture of me and my dad lying on the living room floor. Him reading a "Truckers" magazine and I'm holding a childrens picture book. There we are both  lying on our backs with out hands above our heads holding the mentioned reading material. Exact same poses. There is no doubt that I am mimicking him. I can't be more than a year old on the picture.

My dad is awesome, he's like my hero in a way. Because there's nothing he can't do. He works so damn hard and really doesn't get enough credit for all the things he does. I sometimes can't understand how he has the strenght to do what he does every single day.
My dad has always been there for me, always. I have this conection with him that I can't explain...he understands me and I him. Mom always says we are too much alike sometimes. I always smile mentally when she says that.

My dad has been through alot and there was a point a couple of years ago when I feared he wouldn't make it. That was one of the scariest moments of my life.
I remember waking up crying so many nights from these horrible nightmares that I still haven't forgotten to this very day. I don't know if I ever will forget them...or if I want to. They remind me of how great my dad is and how tough and strong he can be. He can be the funniest, kindest, smartest guy in the room...but he can also be the nosiest, strangest and most ignorant guy there. And I love him for all of it. I probably don't say it enough but I do.

And even if I might have (on more than one occasion) said that Johnny Depp is the greatest man on earth...Dad, both you and I know that that isn't true. Because Johnny aint got nothing on you Dad. You are and always will be the greatest man in my world.

So this is for you Dad, the greatest man ever (atleast to me).

I love you and Happy Fathers Day.

Love, Daddy's Little Girl.

Music is like a Drug...

..to me.

As long as I can remember music has played an essential part in the play I call my life. I don't sing fairly well.
I can't play an instrument for the life of me. But I listen to music every single day. From the moment I wake up until the moment I fall asleep.
My music taste has changed over the years(obviously) but I can still listen to basically everything. I used to idolize swedish pop-singers like Jimmy Jansson. I can still pop in one of his allbums and listen to it but it doesn't give me goosebumps or this strange feeling that I can't really describe. It used to though.
Now days my favorite bands/musicians rage from The Sex Pistols and Def Leppard to John Mayer and Superchick. I don't know what it is, but everytime Johnny Rotten starts to screech about being Pretty Vacant or Austin Winkler rasps on about someone having the Lips of an Angel I get this weird feeling of euphoria (the latter actually gives me goosebumps...so does the former in certain performances actually..). It's like evry worry, every fear or irritation that might have clouded my mind just floats away to the tones of Thriving Ivory's Angels on the Moon.
Music makes me happy. It makes me sad. Some songs honestly makes me want to cry(Sting-Fields of Gold. Why? I dunno..).
Music is a way of life. It is something that I don't think I could live without. Or well I could but I wouldn't want to.
So thank you all you awesome mucisians and totally bodacious geniuses out there, you all make my day.

And now one of my personal favorite songs right now...John Mayer's Belief. His voice is simply amazing and goosbump-evoking. Sincerely.



Over and Out.

Day 2 on which I come to the conclusion that...

...I am stupid. An Idiot...Sincerely.

We all have our so called "Blonde Moments". And even if I'm very much a brunette these moments seem to occur frighteningly often.
I have never claimed to be smart...but sometimes I seriously doubt my own "smartness".
Sometimes I just feel(and probably are) really dumb. Like "My-Brain-Is-On-Vacation-And-My-Mouth-Speaks-Before-I-Think-The-Next-Line-Through" kind of dumb.

Somedays I try to blame it on exhaustion. But sometimes you just can't blame it on anything else but your own sheer stupidity.

So the question is, am I stupid? The answer: Most of the time, yes.

The honest truth hurts. Alot. Bugger.

November 1st...

I can't believe it. We have officially entered November. That is so freaky, sincerely.

Yesterday it was Halloween (Uuuuh) and I was in Turku at V&K's new very much awesome apartment. Then we went out to a bar/club/whatever....where I was half scared to death by some dudes in REALLY scary outfits. They were unbelievable. You can't even describe them you had to be there. Honest! And I also saw a clown...that was almost scarier then the guy that looked like half of his face was scraped off...True Story.
But all in all it was a fun night.

Dudes! I also found this very nice clip from UK's ESC competition 2004. Guess who participated in a boy band called Hyrise. You guessed right...Ben Barnes. Holy shit. I was laughing my ass off through the whole song. I mean come on it's a BOY BAND! But it is relatively good...considering...I'll just post the video below. And yes between laughs I did squeal...I am in such a "fan-girl" (sad but true)  mode right now.(and let's just ignore the dance...okay?)