The weather is indeed quite normal-

-for October. NOT January.

I wonder was there any point in spending quite a lot of money on winter cycling gear, since its not winter in terms of weather. And I have no need to buy a cycling trainer with magnetic resistors for winter practising if there is no snow or ice outside.

I actually woke up today to the nice sound of rain. What jolly fun.

Someone ought to tell the world that Finland isn't such an exotic place after all - no polar bears, no snow, only a couple hundred thousand reindeer...

Shopping... once again

I blame the location of my school and the amount of skip lessons in my schedule for the lack of money on my bank account. My skip only started 1.5 hours ago and I already bought a pair of jeans and a latte (from skimmed milk, of course). And I haven't even visited a half of the shops I'm planning to. Then again, I need the clothes.

Then I need to shop for all the boring yet necessary cycling stuff from an internet store - location: Germany. Fun. I'm sure I'll enjoy trying to figure out the size system there. NOT. Why are there a) about 15 different ways to show the sizes of clothes
b) so-called comfort sizes so that fat people feel thinner because the clothes are two or three sizes bigger than really. I can't even buy all brands because the smallest sizes happen to be two sizes too big. What jolly fun.

I should also practise cycling way more. Especially if I plan to do something about that dumb new year's resolution of mine. Why do I always make dumb resolutions? And apparently my coach thinks that I have nothing else to do - the expected cycling km in a year for me are 15000. Indeed jolly fun. That's over 40km/day, every single day. Helloo, ever heard of a thing called school? Work? Other hobbies? Social life?
No way I have an extra hour every day for cycling.

Also, exam week starts next weeks friday, but since I have the G4 project then most of my exams are on next week before the exam week officially begins. Indeed very fun.

I love my boots.

Seriously. And for more than one reason, too.

1. They look great. Who wouldn't love such a cute pair of black, kneehigh leather boots?

2. I can wear them with practically anything (jeans, skirt, dress ...)

3. They just got me into a way fun situation. I had broken the zipper on christmas break (trust me to break the zipper just before we get any snow here, and they happen to be my only decent shoes I can wear when there's a lot of snow on the ground. I have other pairs too, but when its more slippery its harder to walk with the 3-inch heels, and I get a lot of snow in my ankle boots if I try to use them with any snow on the ground.)
Back to the fun stuff. Because the zipper broke, I had to take it to the shoemaker guy for a new zipper. I took the boots there on wednesday, and picked them up about an hour ago. The shoewaker himself wasn't there, but there was this seriously hot guy who was studying to become a shoemaker. He was really nice too. (especially when compared to the grumpy at least 60 years old shoemaker who owns the shop). They guy had been on a break and had just come back to work. Lesson of the day: I should break my shoes more often.

Also, I just experienced the 8th wonder of the world. The girl who rejoined our scouts group and used to be a huge brat has changed a lot in almost a year. Right now she's really nice. I just started believing in miracles

NICE.

My week has been quite... interesting. So far:
To my surprise, a 6 from my Finnish oral commentary on Woman at point zero. That's the second-best possible grade. Even though the commentary was total bullsh*t. The IB grade boundaries are nice.

I won't be able to wear my darling boots in ages. The guy who fixes the zipper said that it will be done by friday afternoon or saturday. Fun. NOT

I didn't find new jeans, despite the hard trying. I did find a lot of ither stuff, but I couldn't buy it because I'll need the money for more important stuff like the iPod or jeans. Bah.

And to make things even worse, the most horrible brat ever informed me that she rejoins the scouts group I lead. She is a nightmare. She even threw a knife at me once. (and managed to hit my leg. My jeans broke). Speaking of scouts, I should go. The meeting starts in 15 minutes.Way not fun.

Bah. And back to school

As the title might tell, I had to return to the concentration camp (also known as IB World School) yesterday. The bore.

I had a great Christmas break, apart from the fact that most of the presents I got were lousy. The slight problem I noticed on saturday night was that I should maybe go to sleep a bit earlier - in order to wake up before lunch break at school. Going to sleep at 2 AM might mean that I get too little sleep or that I'll wake up at noon.

I did something I haven't done in years: made New Year's resolutions. No doubt they'll fail in a few months. Maybe that's why I haven't done any in the few last years. Might be.

It started snowing a few days ago. It's still snowing. Just my luck that the zipper of my boots broke just before. And the fixing will cost 30e. Or more. What jolly fun. The other thing is that I need to shovel all the snow off our stairs and front yard / parking lot. Even more fun. NOT. And since my brother is in the army, I'll have to do it all. GREAT.

I managed to call the rather expensive phone service. And also got one of the very last available tickets to see An Cafe on the 15th of March. Par-tay!

My little brother had his birthday party for our relatives on sunday. That wasn't too fun. I was happily talking on my cell phone when my second cousin, age 6, came and hit me for apparently no reason. I told him to stop, and he said: "Don't you whine!" What a great family. Right. I kind of pity my brother's girlfriend who was at our place too.