You don't get what you deserve.
You get what you take.


Sunday, 30 September 2012

The Queen.

 My time in UK got fulfilled on Monday, when the Queen came for a visit. It was actually a horrible day, as it was pouring down and when I was there waiting for about 40min, some people had spent hours to see a glimpse of Liz. There's a huge debate about monarchy among my friends, but I'm not taking a stand on the issue, I just think that considering my field of study etc., it doesn't matter if the head of state is monarch or whatever, but if I get a chance to see any head of states, I will go for it. Though I'm not so sure if getting soaking wet was worth seeing her briefly as she was being driven to my university's new library for formal opening (it's only been open for a year now..) Anyway, at least Prince Philip seemed happy.

At work (in my previous one, luckily I heard that I might have two job offering next week) we had couple of Swedish men last week, with a bottle of Swedish whisky that they gave to us (the staff) to try. It was such an absurd set up, but the whisky was actually really good. Last night, during my last shift, someone tipped me with two chocolate bars :D I though that was quite adorable. There was also someone, who I thought looked familiar but I just figured that he was a younger regular whisky lover  until after serving him for couple of times he said that he remembered me from a house party which was not the night that I can be too proud of... (besides that I met Rob there, so I must have done at least something right that night) For the rest of the shift I was just trying to avoid serving him and not showing how mortified I was.

I also finally made it properly out in Aberdeen! Both on Wednesday and Friday, but the only downside in Wednesday was that my colleague from the Grill was there and it was the first time someone from work saw me drunk outside of work.. On Friday Liisi and I had decided to hook up Ale with someone, so we crashed an Erasmus party in Hillhead(!!), which was so weird as I haven't been there since first year. I was also extremely tired so when we headed to town and Exodus, I decided to stay only for couple of drinks and then get some chips and home to sleep.
The Finns went shopping... Rubber gloves are for Ale.

Next week I'll move in to the library, and will stay there until early June most likely, can't wait...

Thursday, 27 September 2012

Stormy weather.

I have no idea what I've done during the last week, but I do know that I have not spent it home. Since I moved to my new flat I've spent maybe 4 nights in here. I feel like I'm constantly on the move though I have no idea what for. It's probably just the fact I live so close to campus that I might as well spend my time in there. I haven't even seen my friends properly! Meanwhile Aberdeen has had some "mild" storm which hopefully is over by now (I haven't dared to look out from the window after waking up with mild hangover).

This week I did something that I would have never thought that I'd do, I went to tango-dancing class. It wasn't my idea (as most you would have guessed by now), the things you do for your relationship... But it was actually quite a lot of fun (which of course I will deny if someone comes to ask afterwards), though I still don't have any kind of coordination which apparently is quite essential when you're dancing.

Also, two days after my mental breakdown because of losing my job I got an interview and I decided to put on my top gear for it. Yesterday I went there confident and soaking wet (the rain hadn't stopped), only to realise halfway through that the hem of my dress had got up while I had walked and was over my bum, and that there was a huge hole on my tights in the inner thigh. Oh well, they still invited me for work trial on Monday, despite the fact that I looked like a complete tramp. Or maybe because of it? Walking through the whole city in the morning with my ass flashing to everyone was quite an experience as well, I hope at least someone enjoyed the view.

Thursday, 20 September 2012

The beginning of the end.

I will start writing more regularly once the term starts and I desperately need to find ways to procrastinate. I came back to Aberdeen on Saturday and since then I've been seeing friends, been disgustingly cute couple with Rob, chosen my courses for this year (only one politics course, yessssssssss!), slept, had some pints, moved into my new flat, not doing unpacking, etc.

I heard yesterday that I wont be able to go back to my old job on regular basis so I had a little mental meltdown because of that. I sometimes need to feel like shit from this kind of setbacks so I can then move on and not remember them  after a day anymore. Anyway, my old boss has given me two shifts for the next week, but I will still need more regular income, as I'm not ready to become a trophy wife just yet. It just amazed me of how amazing my friends are, as I got so much support from my friends after losing my regular job, I could have never even hoped for so much support! People sent me messages letting me know of every single job opening they came accross or just mental support that at the end of the day I didn't know if I was sad from losing my job or just moved by support I got. I have now applied to couple of places already and I have couple of more places where I will be applying for. And of course when ever they'll need me in my old work I will go for it.

I got a rose!

My room right...
Besides all this, I'm still confused about being back in Aberdeen. To begin with, everyone is so British! It's freaking me out. Outside UK I always think it's just the British caricature you see in the tv, but now I remember that people are actually like that... Also, it's the last year for me here! I have no idea where I'm going to go next year or what I'm going to do. My advisor was luckily very cheerful and I'm feeling good about my courses but it's still scary idea that now it's the last year of Aberdeen uni.

Friday, 14 September 2012

Train thoughts.

I can't remember when was the last time that I used a Finnish train for going to anywhere else but Joensuu after a long day of travelling and then just slept through the whole trip. Now I'm going from Joensuu to Helsinki and fully awake (especially after a Battery, oh how much I love that energy drink) and can enjoy the landscape properly. I always forget how close to lakes the tracks are (especially now that the water is record breaking high) and I just love the Finnish lake landscape. Right now it's such a beautiful sunny day, I'm extremely happy about everything and tomorrow I'll be back to Aberdeen with my man. I've been waiting for this for two months and nothing can stop it from happening (okay, a lot of things can go wrong right now but I don't want to think about it because I'm on too good mood right now).

I even had the easiest final packing today! I didn't even cry! I usually make a huge scene (itkupotkuraivari) when I realise that I have about 10 kilos too much in my luggage. But this time I took a deep breath and rationalised what I really need and want and what I can live without for a year. Okay, I was really frustrated at one point but now it's all too late so I can just focus on being happy about seeing my brother and his fiance tonight, and tomorrow my man :)

I love this song so much, it's my happy day song though I don't completely understand the lyrics. But I will catch up with Spanish this year! Like I will eventually learn how to walk on heels.

I should start counting the time I spend on airports/in air in a year. I used to love airports but now I sincerely hate them so much... Especially Heathrow and I have to spend couple of hours there tomorrow again. Oh well, it'll be worth it.

I should do research for my dissertation now that I have couple of hours to spare. But I'm so amazed of the free wifi on train so we'll see if I manage to do anything productive.

Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Home again.

I came back to Finland last Friday and I've been so tired for the last two weeks that I haven't had the interest to write anything. It's hard to write about my last week in Indonesia, because returning from Bali brought the worst culture shock ever to me. Bekasi seemed like the worst place on Earth, I didn't feel like working or doing anything except waiting for the day when I would go back home. I loved my time in Indonesia, but it was the time for me to go home. I have no idea what to write about now, should I continue with Indonesia (I haven't written about Yogyakarta and I could write more about Bali), but my head is completely empty and if someone wants to hear more about them I'll be happy to write more but otherwise I'll probably forget to write about them.

My hangover pic with the little baby that was waiting for me from Rob for my birthday.

And then a bit bigger baby.
At home I've been mainly sleeping, hugging and kissing my cat, seeing some family and friends and drinking a lot of tea. On Saturday morning I will be flying back to UK for my final year and I just realised that I haven't done anything for my dissertation yet... EEP. Oh well. But luckily my future sister-in-law promised to take me to Helsinki zoo on Friday evening for Kissojen yö <3 class="goog-spellcheck-word" span="span" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;">

Oh, and I managed to get one year older last week! I'll get back to more regular writing rhythm... eventually.