Recent finds

My latest discoveries - Google Earth (I saw the roof of my house, and my street! *tears up*) and Dinah Washington.

Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course replied
Something here inside cannot be denied.
They said someday you'll find
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes.
So I chaffed and then I gaily laughed
To think that they could doubt my love
Yet today, my love has flown away
I am without my love.
Now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
So I smile and say
When a lovely flame dies
Smoke gets in your eyes.

Weekly update

I went to the first pyjama party of my life last night. It was quite a bit of fun. I was led to believe I would be denied entrance if I didn't have pyjamas or at least a baggy T-shirt on, so I actually went downtown and bought a pair of pyjamas (maroon, by the way, like Ron Weasley's!). Of course the party was full of people in normal clothes. I don't regret it, though, because my friends were in pyjamas, and it was a lot of fun. There were guys in nightgowns, and even one with a pillow on his head. Erasmus is definitely making up for my lost teenage years.

It seems there is nothing else here but constant socialising. There was an Indian evening before the party, but apart from the topic and the chai, there was nothing Indian about it. It was all Finnish through and through. Everything - from the moments where Hindi pop was to be played to the group discussions - was meticulously planned and organised. I did have a wave of emotion watching the pictures, though - many of them were of towns and even streets I remember so vividly! India seems to have embedded itself in my life in some novel, previously unnown way. I feel like I have it within me. India here means my experience of India, of course.

Regular weather update - now really cold, in a frosty, biting way, and I can see my breath. I like this kind of weather. There was frost this morning as well. But the sky is clean and there is sunshine for the most of the day.

I sat for my first exam yesterday as well. I thought it was quite easy, but better wait and see. I should be studying or at least cleaning right now, but, gosh, am I lazy!

There and back again

I am going to Russia. I sit here and observe all my momentary frivolous wishes come true - the Scandinavian peninsula, now Russia. Sometimes it does feel like compensation... I don't mind. I don't rebel. I'm not going to complain. I know it is how it is because I made it so.

In this vein, I found something precious in the net last night. These things also happen, it seems - finding precious things in the infinite, unknowable virtual space. Sometimes I really can't help seeing the hand of providence in things!... But I try hard not to.

Ok, local news - weather gloomier still, with drizzles and worms. Society pleasant, but I still feel a bit left out, which is no problem, as I'm used to that. Found Kate Bush and currently absolutely stunned by her - thanks, Zori! Tackled some serious business at the bank and got a phone (at last). Still remarkably lazy, and I can't seem to shake it off. Started devouring tons of chocolate again. Spoke to Alexander and Vesi last night, it made me sad and then cheerful again, a real relief it was, actually. Been thinking about hometown a lot lately, and a few nights ago, I had a dazzling dream about the sea behind the bus station - it was a brilliant, sparkling sea, and the feelings it induced were such a refreshment. I woke up feeling happy.

I guess that is it, my news. I enjoy doing this a lot!

Mr. Gore

I had the brilliant idea to dig out and download Martin L. Gore's first solo release, a modest e.p. called Counterfeit. Now I can't stop listening to it. Mr. Gore sweeps me off my feet. He restores meaning to the phrase.

I really am in love with him.