so i got like 6 movie tickets as my 18th birthday present from my aunt leena.
the movies that i have seen are:
-Thank you for smoking
-United 93
-Days of being wild
and i'm thinking about going to see Volver http://www.imd
and next week the Love and anarchy festival is going on here is Helsinki. so yyeyeeey
And another matter: MONEY!
I have exactly 70 cents. That's all I have.
Since i turned 18 my father stopped putting 100 euros on my bank account on the every 14th of the month...
so i need a job. But what kind of an idiot wants to hire me with no previous work experiences?
jhklhjlijil agghhrr!!
sign this petition... http://www.one
and...
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so...
Today.. is thursday August 10th, it's 22:47 (pm)
Today was my brother's 22nd birthday.
I slept pretty late today, I woke up at 4 pm after being up till about 6 am. I watched Fucking Åmal (http://www.imd
But now when I see it I just merely watch it because they Swedish and Swedish sounds so cool... >_>
And of course it has few funny scenes...
And of course.. *coughs, cough* ... Elin... *coughs again* ^__^
Mom and I went to Ikea today. That was fun. >_>
It surprises me everytime whenever we go to a some shop/mall/mark
Like today I didn't expect to find so much stuff to buy there! XD
But still we ended buying these:
-green shelf for me
-green pillow
-green glass candlething
-green planket
-green lamp
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(I'm going through some green phase...)
I just finished talking with Merce on yahoo. he wished me happy birthday... :D
(I took off Merce's real name since I respect his privacy and I don't think he'd want me pass around his real name...)
Merce: and once again
Well I just came home seeing my father.. he bought me the Pretenders' Viva el Amor cd... which I have wanted for over a year now ^^
and then after meeting him. I went to another cd store by myself and bought 2 cds...
David Bowie: Station to Station
and the Magnetic Fields: 69 love songs
And I know that mom is going to give me 2 cds that we bought together a month ago, Johnny Cash's and Morrissey's cds.
And my brother isn't going to give me anything.. He never does. But I don't care anymore, I've gotten used to it..
His birthday on the 10th. he turns 22 I think. Got to get a present then.
And my aunt is going to give me free movie tickets.
and my uncle will propably just give me money!!! WOHOO! Just what I want. Pure cash is better than presents.
About 40 euros, I'd presume.
Now I can go see that Tarja Turunen concert in November..
and Mari has -as always- forgotten that today is my birthday. (How hard is 8.8.1988 to remember??)
But..I'm used to it. This happens every year.
I always remember her birthdays but she forgets mine. *sigh*
and Ina gave me these leather wrists..... things, I don't exactly know the exact word for them.
And they're not really my kind of a thing to wear, but I can try them on. O.o
yeah. That's about it.
So today is August 7th.. The time is 9:37 pm.
So few more hours left being a 17 year old..
I'm listening to Manic Street Preachers' This is my truth tell me yours.
Well mom dropped me off in front of Nikkilä's supermarket where I met Ina today.
I spent my last day as a 17 year old walking walking around Nikkilä with her, and laying on the grass talking aout so multible things, such as what kind of tattoo I should get, who will be Nightwish's next singer, Nick Cave's albums, the meaning of life, life in general.. the point of it all.. You know, the usual stuff that Ina and I always talk about.
We walked through this corn field and went to 2 churches which were really beautiful since they were pretty old and wooden. (I like wooden stuff.)
Well we talked about a lot of stuff. From everything to nothing...
It's under planning that we're going to see Tarja Turunen's solo concert next November 25th... Tickets costs 36 Euros a piece... so yeah, it will be great if it happens.
(Tarja is the ex-singer of Nightwish. Google if you want more information.)
and... it's possible that i might get a job. cleaning, most likely.
and...
*takes breath after talking to much*
so this is it..
in few hours i'll be eighteen.
and it'll be legal for me to have sex, go to the army, buy alcohol (or cigarettes, if I smoked), go to bars, drive a car (if i had a driving licence).... and loads of other things that i can't remember to type here.
So. Me.
Legally a grownup.
ha ha. >_>
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sorry for all the typos. I wrote this is hurry. Can't be bothered to fix them right now.
About a week still...
then I'll get away from this place... somewhere abroad.
sometimes I feel so claustrophobic in this room, in this town...
I just need a change.
I'll go insane if I stay here and look at these walls any longer.
*sigh* I can't wait to get away.
I love my country, but I guess everyone need a break from their homelands at times...
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I lost my silvery 6th grade's reunion ring at Kinopalatsi's (movie theater) bathroom... .
I've worn that ring on my right hand's thumb or in my middle finger for I don't know how long, 3 years? It had a lot of emotional attachment...
I'm so stupid for leaving it there in the toilet so absentmindedly
I just lost it like that. Someone took it from the toilet... It was all my fault, I can't do anything to find it.
I just got to get along without it...
I mean, it was just a ring, I'm making too much of a fuss over it, it was just a ring... just a ring...
Now my hand feels so weird without it.. *sighs* like i've lost a limb or something, i can't think straight..
It wasn't just a ring.
So no depression for me then anymore.. Not now anyway..
You know me, I won't let myself stay too gloomy for too long, I always rise to face the next stupid day on this bloody stupid planet.
Ah, the little things.. >_> Oh joy.
Today was a bad day.
I went to see my grandmother today. She was at the hospital of Meilahti, at the leukemia isolation wing, at 14th floor, door number 7.
She was really weak. She was just.. withering. Her short curly dark brown hair was.. just.. gone. It was so odd looking at her like that, having difficulty to speak..
I just.. didn't know how to behave. I asked these stupid questions to her, not knowing what to say...
like "have you been eating properly?" and "have you been sleeping much?"
or "are you cold? do you want me to close the window?"
I was so.. arg. I just...
I just froze.
After that my father spoke with the nurse about the hospital bill and I just kept looking at the nurse's name tag. It said Saara, and she had 4 different colored pens on her chest pocket. And she had silvery glasses and short black hair with little white-ish highlights on top of her head.. She was about 30 years old.
Funny how you notice such little things when you're in that kind of state of mind.
When we got into the elevator, I just pressed the tears from coming with my fingers.. and still smelled the icky hospital lotion on my hands...
So I've just walked around everywhere for some hours, I had no sense of where I was heading, almost on the verge of tears..
That's about it then.
I have few messages waiting for me but I'm really in no mood to talk with anyone, so I won't read any messages since I won't be much fun to talk to. I'm going to bed now. Not that I'm getting any sleep. I'll just look at the wall all night long.
Good night, everyone. I hope you had a better day than I did.
I saw this strange dream last night...
I can't remember that much.. Something about me being chased after some wolves or some scary monster...
And I was on some island.. I think Pete was with me, and someone else as well. O.o
And then we had to swim to the other island to escape the monster, and there was some dog who was barking... But then I managed to calm the dog so that it didn't draw attention to the monster on the other shore...
and there was this tall house, and we went hiding inside it..
And somehow the monsters didn't find us that way.
And then I woke up. I don't know what happened to the monsters..
So I'm sort of scared to go back to sleep... I know it's silly..
I'm 17 yet I'm scared of monsters. >_>
Yeah, exactly :/
This is what happens when you see Tarantula at the age of 11!!!
Plot Summary for Tarantula (1955): A giant tarantula injected with the formula escapes its cage and grows even larger and starts to attack cattle as well as human beings.
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So I found out today that my grandmother Milka has leukemia and osteoporosis..
so i'm going to see her tomorrow with Janne, I heard that she's in pretty bad shape..