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12 post [15 Oct 2002|10:45am] [ mood | cheerful ] It's snowing! It's christmas! Yay!

3 post [04 Oct 2002|05:42pm] [ mood | paranoid ] I'm afraid I have to make this a friends only journal. Someday.

post Death does not stain. [03 Oct 2002|07:03pm] [ mood | okay ] [ music | U2 ] I wonder what happened to the sandwich I bought before we came to see this apartment for the first time.. Did I eat it? And if I did, where? When? Why? Today's been reasonably good even though I had to make the stupid rents at work. Last time I made them I nearly died of anger and furstration. Today I didn't but when I came home I cooked and cleaned up my room and washed some clothes and did all kinds of productive things. Now I'm mainly bored out of my mind. Though I could wash the dishes as well. I cooked last night too and the kitchen is one big mess. I tried to write a letter to pieni but I threw it away after few sentences. I can't write letters anymore. Blah. I wish N would come home soon so we could sing Morrissey's The Last Of The Famous International Playboys. Or even Shakira or Shania Twain. Whatever. Sing. ( Ha ha )

post Death is good for you. [02 Oct 2002|01:30pm] [ mood | tired ] This is one of those days when all I wanna do is go home and kill myself. Yes. It's a new month ie. more work than I can handle. And I can't even make myself get up at 6 am so I could go to work earlier. This morning I sat in the kitchen for over half an hour listening to Morrissey and staring at the wall. I could have left that 30 mins earlier but I couldn't make myself get up. Gah. I wish I could do something to make this tiredness go away but I don't know what it could be. It's not that I don't sleep. Last night I slept 8 hours. That should be quite enough. Blllaaaaahhhhhhh.

post [01 Oct 2002|08:05pm] [ mood | happy ] Now I've got the Suede tickets and I'm a happy girl. William is a lovely plant. I think N didn't like it but who's asking her opinion anyway? I've fallen in love with music again and that makes me happy. I'm so happy it makes me sick. Physically too. I feel like throwing up. Maybe it doesn't have anything to do with happiness because I feel sick every morning. Hah. I know. I'm pregnant. It can't be anything else but that. Can't think of anything else to write. I think I take a long hot shower before Sex And The City begins.

post [01 Oct 2002|12:28pm] [ mood | silly ] A) I'm thinking about buying a domain. Am I crazy? I feel mad anyway. I don't even know if I can be arsed to keep up a website anymore. I don't know if I've got the money. I can't think of any good name for it. So I probably won't get my own domain. B) My eyes are red again. I phoned the doctor place and they told the me the doctor himself would call me back. Jesus. Didn't excatly expect that. So anyway, he called and told me to continue my medication. Blah! C) A very good looking man just walked into our office. D) Me and V are going to see Suede and Kent this autumn! Yay!

post [01 Oct 2002|09:15am] [ mood | excited ] Squee! I got the tickets to the Suede gig! Happy happy joy joy. Must calm now though, I don't trust internet when it comes to the tickets to see my fave band. I'll go and buy the tickets today after my lecture. Three weeks left. Squee! The girls from our office just sang me happy birthdays. And they gave me a plant. I already decided to name it William but I tried to take a look at it and it looked like a girl plant. Damnit. But it will be William anyways. I smell of oranges.

2 post jackie kills time while the company pays [01 Oct 2002|07:41am] [ mood | happy ] Sooo. I listened to the new Suede album this morning for the first time. I love it. (Not a surprise there.) I tried to pick my fave song but I couldn't. Obsessions is addictive, I listened it about 10 times before work. Lonely Girls is nice as is the song number 11. And the morning song. Hmm. Yes. Now I'm waiting for 9 am and hope I'll get the tickets to the Suede gig.

post [30 Sep 2002|01:43pm] [ mood | bored ] This day seems to be endless. I've been waiting to go home forever and it's not even 2 pm. I'm leaving at 3. I can fool everybody (including myself) that I'm going to the stupid lecture. Instead I shall buy the new Suede album and go to some book store. Maybe that'll cheer me up. And besides, I've only bought one birthday present for myself. Since I got about two presents I might as well buy loads more. An hour and 15 minutes left. I am boooooored. Blah.

post [30 Sep 2002|10:51am] I think I have to skip today's lecture. I am not feeling good at all. In fact, I want to crawl into my bed and die. Must be some kind of middle age crisis.

5 post [30 Sep 2002|07:58am] [ mood | pissed off ] I am mostly pissed off this morning. My eyes went straight back to the lovely shade of red as soon as my medication ended. Fuck that. Another trip to the doctor, then. When I came to work I couldn't avoid the icky man and now he's constantly on my mind. I told him it was my birthday yesterday and he asked how old I am. His guess was 20. And when I told him he's right.. I dunno. I suppose he thought I was older and just joked about the 20. At least his expression gave me that idea. And now it bothers me. I do not look over 20, do I? I look like a fucking teenager. Or maybe the man thought I was 15? Plus I made an apple pie (with a little help from mum) and brought it here because everyone said I should bring cake or something and I stressed about this so much and now no one even remembers my birthday. I could take it back home but I mentioned about it to L already. Damnit. Argh. And I've got a lecture straight after work and I forgot half of my stuff home. (Including my lip balm which I can't live without.) But! I stopped smoking today. For no good reason really. Anyone want to place bets how long I will last? (My guess is until this afternoon.) [Edit:] I'll also stop eating chocolate on weekdays. (I suppose that won't last until lunch or something.) And happy birthday to siane and Marc Bolan.

post I only speak the truth [29 Sep 2002|07:33pm] [ mood | older ] [ music | Moulin Rouge soundtrack ] "One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives," just like the postcard on my wall says. Thanks to all my friends who remembered my birthday. Okay, I did get a present from my uncle and his posh wife but where's the card from my godmothers? Not even a text message? Oh, whatever. But yeah. The posh wife was great as usual. I couldn't help but stare at the Gucci watch she wore. And she told me that nowadays she can only wear Marimekko clothes. And how horrible it was when the goldsmith misunderstood how her silver and golden bracelet was supposed to be made. And oh, the three diamonds in her new ring. They were in the wrong place. She's amazing. And my brother's godmother, damnit. Speaking of my brother, I suppose I did miss him after all because two minutes after we met we were beating each other. Mum told me that when I was four and had to stay in the hospital for some four days and after I came home at first me and my brother laughed our heads off but half an hour later we were both crying because we'd been beating each other up. Yes. I love my brother. (And that was a very long sentence.) Hm.. Yes. Lord Of The Dance last night. A little dissappointment I must say. Riverdance was much better. Is there anyone who'd like to go grocery shopping for me now? It is my birthday after all.. Shit. Are the shops even open til 9 pm?

12 post [29 Sep 2002|12:14pm] [ mood | lazy ] Happy birthday to meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! (I try to forget that this is definitely the most depressing birthday ...ever.) But dad's present made me smile because it was so typical of him. A tourist guide to Ireland from 1996. I love it. Unfornately no one wants to hear my comments about the places I've been to. Must remember to tell N what the book said about Limerick. And Tralee. Teehee. I'm sure she'll listen to me.

post [28 Sep 2002|12:41pm] [ mood | guilty ] If I didn't feel like it's my birthday tomorrow would I still think about it constantly? I thought I'd be a good girl and wash some clothes but I put one of the stuffs you put in the machine in the wrong place. The only thing I can do right now is hope that it doesn't ruin anything. N would and will kill me if I tell her what I did. Oops. She's at work right now but will be back in an hour or so. I should do the dishes before that. I'm trying to be nice because lord knows what mood she is in (possibly very pissed off) and it'd be okay if we'd just stay in tonight but we're not so I don't want any huge rows. I feel like some fucking housewife.

post [27 Sep 2002|06:12pm] ( tests, tests, tests )

2 post [27 Sep 2002|05:26pm] [ mood | disappointed ] [ music | Mansun ] Am slightly dissappointed. Not one single little tiny birthday card in the mail. Has everyone forgotten that it's my birthday on sunday or does no one care or am I too old for birthday cards? Or maybe maybe they sent the cards today and I'll get tons of cards on monday. Yes. That must be it. Lord Of The Dance tomorrow. Yay! End of medication tomorrow. Yay! Bye bye junkie look. Won't miss you at all. Maybe I can even wear make up tomorrow night. Yay!

2 post [27 Sep 2002|03:26pm] [ mood | evil ] [ music | U2 ] H said I've become evil. Well, let's just say I've had good teachers. And being evil is better than being .. whatever I used to be before. I just realized our radio has a cd player in it so I couldn't resist listening to U2's Pop. And now I realized it's not a good idea because someone phoned and I couldn't concentrate on taking notes when all I wanted was to sing along to the third track. Mofo or whatever it is. Must resist singing out loud when Staring At The Sun comes. Even if I'm the only one left in this room there are still other people behind the wall. I'm quite sure they wouldn't enjoy listening to me singing. Blaah. An hour left. Feels like I've been here forever. I was supposed to wake up at 6 am so I could come to work earlier and maybe even leave earlier but I couldn't be arsed to wake up so here I am. (Eeep. Staring At The Sun! I love this song.) Tyhmästä päästä kärsii koko ruumis, niin kuin Tom aina jaksoi sanoa. (Kirjotetaanko 'niin kuin' yhteen vai erikseen? Vittukun ei osaa suomea. Tahtoo kotiin!)

9 post Some random funny (?) things people have told me today [26 Sep 2002|04:00pm] [ mood | weird ] "I always thought you were a person without a sense of humour but this is too much." - H after my little practical joke "It's okay Satu. Today's thursday and friday is tomorrow." - P for reasons I don't know "Oh. I forgot I work with children." - H after I asked him if it'd be a good idea to bring popcorns for lunch "I suppose you've got to suck something." - H trying to find a reason why I smoke "I'm sure you're going to Heaven anyway." - K. I gave her a candy and asked if I can get to Heaven now K also likes to call me 'stareye' (I can't think of a better translation now) probably because my eyes have been weird for such a long time now. And this didn't make any sense if you weren't there today.

12 post [26 Sep 2002|01:05pm] [ mood | excited ] Teehee. A fire alarm just went off. We sat here for awhile because everyone thought it was just a drill but apparently it wasn't because they told us to go out. So we went and came back in because it was boring and there weren't any firetrucks or firemen. Possibly because we weren't at the main door. Hmhp. But the hall is flooding anyway. Hah. That was fun anyway.

4 post [25 Sep 2002|06:23pm] [ mood | annoyed ] I'll never learn. I'll hate myself forever. At least a year until my stupid hair grows back. At least I saved a lot of money. And it's still long enough to tie back so mum don't need to know. In fact, no one I know in real life needs to know. I feel stupid already with my hair longer on the other side. I dunno what's this hairstyle called. Bob? I dunno. Fuck. I knew I'd hate myself if I did this and still I had to do it. I might as well dye my hair back to black. Or bleach it. This mousy brown isn't excatly cool. Fuckfuckfuck.

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