I was supposed to go to Hyvinkää today, armed with a camera. Apparently I screwed up setting the alarm, since there was none, and happily oblivious of time's passing, slept till noon. That would be about twenty minutes ago. There's a meeting I have to attend at six, so it's too late to go now. It's an excursion that I need a whole day for.
Oh, well. I'll just hope that the weather is favourable next Monday, as I don't have the time to go any earlier. Feh.

Interesting. I think I'll have to get a photograph of this.
http://www.pixelache.ac/nuage-blog/

So true!
Except that in my life, 'telly' is replaced with 'computer'.

I am so tired of these fucking whiners. I'm tired of being yelled and ranted at when they can't have their way, and I'm tired of having to say the same things, answer the same questions, address the same complaints over and over and OVER AGAIN. Anyone have any surplus patience to spare? I'm running out of mine for a change.

Yeah, I'm ticked off. Guess what about. I sort of wish I was a dragon so I could roast them... Ah well.

What to do when you know you need to go through with something, but would not quite have the heart to?

I think, in addition to the University of Helsinki and University of Oulu, I'll be applying to the University of Art and Design Helsinki - just for the heck of it. Photography is something I might like to study just as much as English, so I figured, why not give it a try?
Let's hope I'll actually get somewhere this year, wherever that may be.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/23173016/ :O

I love the Finnish channel for NaNoers <3
Our current topic (translated):

Cthulhu ate the topic. | *chomp* Om nom nom. | Be nice and Cthulhu will eat you next. | Cthulhu will make tortillas out of us.

No comments. Seriously. <_<;;;

Deep are the rivers that run
through a forest so dense
governed by trees deadened and hollow
they cross the lands
like unhealed scars on someone's skin
If their waters are cold
I care not - there is no feeling left
in my soul so darkened
and beg only this:
let a wretched creature go to rest

Hello angst! xD
For the purposes of the piece it is essential to know that the narrator is also a woman.

Our shadows cast on the pavement at our feet, created by the dim light of the lamps above our heads. Everything was blurry, even the lines where I ended and she began. Looking at our dark reflection I saw we were conjoined, wound together from waist down. I tightened the hold I had on her petite hands, cold from the chill of late autumn. Footsteps that were not ours, whispers that neither of us wanted to hear, echoed around us. Someone threw a cigarette stump out of the window a car speeding by. It landed next to her shoe, and I followed the tail lights with my gaze, overtaken by a sudden, irrational hatred. Because of this twisted world, we would never have our perfect fairytale - only fragments of happiness that would drown in the dark too easily. I turned to her, inhaling her lovely scent, and didn't even feel when the first stone hit the back of my head.

My Elftown birthday is this Sunday! :O
Five years, babeh, and not going anywhere for a long time to come.

Yeah. Also the poem for the Valentine Poetry Competition, because it didn't win but I can't be bothered enough to post it on my profile. Deserves a bit of screen time, maybe :P




Eve of the Winter Ball

My soul alight with possibility
tonight our paths may meet, perhaps even join
yet I shan't have class - nor receive pity
so humbly, as decided with toss of coin

As winds whisper sweet nothings in my ears
this timid resolve grows inside my heart
to find solace with love's blind guidance; fears
so small beside memories of being apart
that the world matters not for this one night

Did anyone ever see your brilliant smile?
I willed it to return with all my might
yet you avoided this gaze every while

Call irony, or whatever you wish
I'm your chosen valentine - and you are mine

Trailer for The Forbidden Kingdom.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iGXwVjd-x9E

"We can kill each other when this is over." <3<3

I think I just might be horribly territorial.

lami-otaku - yeah, I had to do it too.
Besides, I'd already started keeping a list on my computer ages ago.

Ofmg it's a drawing. For the first time in like... forever. *insert whining of how crappy it is here*

On the crowded, lonely alleyways
a winding cobblestone hell
underneath a glaring sun
we walk, forward, for nothing

Sell your soul for a copper penny!--
a street vendor cries
beckons with yellowed, rottening smile
that holds no promise

So the children are content to stare
eyes wide in fear or awe-
the rocks are heavy in your grasp
and someone turns to lead you away

In another place
you would lie down, sigh
let the snow angels bless you
with their cold lifeless embrace

Here, hours crawl by
they circle around as a cage-
who told you to come?
One no longer remembers.

Thinking of submitting to the Elftown Museum Permanent Exposition - a photo/poem/story, depending on what seems best.
Suggestions?
(Proper stalkers will know where to look!)

Not that I really expect anyone to react, but just in case. :P


Edit: Submitted the photograph currently in my drawing slot. There's just something very speshul about it. :3

My cousin must have the worst luck ever.
I'm sure I've told some of you how hard she has it with her children, and now, to add insult to injury, they suspect the youngest - a three-year-old - might have leukaemia.
Shit, I say.