Don't forget where the heart is.

Well howdy, my comrades. How's life down there? Over a rather long period of time I could be bothered to pull my little, but over-working brain cells together and drag my little cursor on the 'Blogger' thing and write a passage here. Isn't that just marvellous? Today was an-okay-day, when it comes to waking up half past eight and being all well reposed. I did, indeed, do that, albeit I have been experiencing oddly strange dreams lately. But when it comes to all the other elements of one's day, it was a-shitty-ass-day. I don't know. Everything seems to be jolly good, but there's still some kind of an unease in my head. Being too demanding might be one wherefore... but still! I mean. My weekend was splendid. I spent almost the whole day on Friday on Laajavuori, snowboarding (now almost every inch of my body is sore and muscle cells filled with lactic acid, but it does not devastate me) . In the beginning of the day, it was nice and powdery and it was snowing like hell. Towards the end of the day, it got warmer and eventually the snow got sticky and wet (though it was -3'C). But I did enjoy the good company offered by Emmi, Heidi (they left a bit earlier), Nik and Mikael. Those fellows of mine are extra up-in-grade-people.
Saturday was even more decent. The morning was just the most perfect winter-wonderland weather. The sun was shining and the nature seemed to be extremely happy. Even some vernal bird songs caught my ear. [St.Germain - So Flute, (8)] Thus, I decided it is a stalemate to not exit this oppressive indoor construction and take a walk on the wildside. I lured Juulia to come with me, even though she had apparently woken up pretty recently. Anyhow, we did not manage to walk too far, we went on the lake of ours (yes, kids, we own the world) and just sat there in the snow. And rolled around in the snow. And of course, we were wondering about the world being so wonderful and full of joy. The usual taking-all-the-beauty-of-life-in-moments. Gotta love those. Afterwards we came to my place and had some hot chocolate with cookies. And we also sat in the sauna with clothes and cracked up over almost everything - the usual IQ-depletion, when it comes to us two. A while after Juulia had left, Emmi came to my place, since my mum was supposed to give us all a ride to Vaajakoski, where we had sold our souls to Matti and promised to help at this one party. No-one of us really knew what was the theme of the party or anything. Then Nik came, too. And Juulia. And then we went to Vaajakoski. When we got off the car, I saw this one really handsome-looking lad. A punk-rock-ass-boyo. I was all bewitched, as a silly young lady would be. I remember having a dialogue with Juulia that it would be cool if that guy came to our party. Oh, by the way, by then we had found out that what we are dealing with, is a hiphop event. Underground stuff - rappers and breakers and everything like that. In a way it arose suspicion, since I don't really fancy hiphop that much. Gotta say, my attitude towards this sub-culture rose a great deal. Much respect, from now on. This mainstream blingbling thing is just corrupting the idea of raw, pure and professional underground hiphop. Not that I would start living a hiphop gansta life now, but I just reduced my ignorance and grew respect. That's nice, isn't it. [Björk - Pagan Poetry(8)]
The funny thing is that the hot guy actually came there. He did not seem to be the kind of person who would show up at an event like this. Me and Juulia were working at the wardrobe, so we had a nice overview of people coming and going. Whereas people were not allowed to have their bags inside, there was always some turmoil at the 'narikka'. Everyone had to come get cigarettes and some drinks and so on. So the hot lad came to his bag rather often, too. I dared to bum a cigarette from him and he said that he would give me one in change of my phone number. This is kind of cool, because this contradicts my conclusion made on Finnish people last weekend. I was so sure there had to be a catch. But it seems that there was none. We talked a bit and chatting with him made him only more attractive to me, since he appeared to be a nice person as well. I became friends with a very nice young lady, named Emilia, too. She was a friend of Timo's (the guy who asked for my number). That's spunky too, I love new acquaintances! Concludingly, I had a nice Saturday evening, even though I was more than exhausted from hard work. But I guess it was worth it, since we got CAS (=slavery for the IBO, additional to brainwash) and stuff.
On Sunday I cleaned my room thoroughly. Feels so nice now when everything is at its right place and no dust obstructing my nostrils any more when digging into some stuff under my desk. And I went to practise, which is always a nice thing to do, even when lacking energy. By the way, I strongly suspect my favourite coach being pregnant..
AND despite all that, I felt so weird at school today! I realised I miss Estonia a great deal. I miss my honeybunnies. I miss my cat. I miss my brother and daddy. I cannot wait those two weeks to be over and enjoy my winter break. Maybe I'm suffering from something they diagnose to be winter-depression? Cannot be. Maybe I just need to get laid? That always seems to help. But one sure thing is that I really miss some closeness and warmth. This is why I need to get to Estonia as quickly as possible, because my heart-warmers in majority are there! Oh my, I miss you!
I guess I just had to take this evening off, today and write this epic passage here. I couldn't be bothered to go to practise and I'm just listening to good music now. I should start doing some Biology homework. I think my theacher has gone nuts, since he gave us SO MUCH to do. And the topic we are dealing with, at the moment, is so darn boring. Plant science. Argh. I have this really nice picture of a leaf on as my wallpaper (on my pc), and earlier turning on my computer was so strange, because now I know to name all the little parts and details of this little leaf. It takes all the fun away, in a sense.. Okay, I'm not making any sense whatsoever any more, so I'll finish now. I really hope I can pull my positivity together again and get a grip on myself. Grip needed.
And world, please, DO behave.
Oh, and kids, listen to good music. Anything good goes. I'm on the jazzy wavelenght just now. And underground (+instrumental) hiphop is surprisingly good. Don't be reserved with new things. It's so mind-blowing how cool some totally new extremes might turn out to be.

Sometimes I wonder. But otherwise, life is good, stop global warming and love your friends and family. And do not forget to show and tell them how precious they are. It's good to hear nice words every now and then, brightens up the dullness. For real;)!

Cheers.
It does feel a bit nicer now. More bearable at least.
[Incubus - Pardon Me, acoustic (8)]