sry for the english, but since I have to write a 7-10 pages essay to one of my courses until middle of march so I have to practice somewhere.

I felt like really humiliated.

But thanks to Freud I can refer to the repression of my unconscious . So. than I started to read, went to the gym than T. calld me, went to the SportAcademica watch the Real-Barca match.that was about wednesday.

Thursday-gymn-reading-finnish course-reading.

Friday-readig-mino+majorities-readig-finnish+spanish extra course-reading-met with a hungarian PHD-reading.

Saturday- eading- fleamarket-reading-laundry-reading-iceskating+get mugd one of the greek-reading.

Nice.

I feel bit strange. Good for me.

I don't even know how I'm eating and one hand it's pretty cool because I can now live like "normal life" but on the other hand I feel terrible, I forget to check my daily calorie intake since I arrived here to Helsinki. Ok I try to work out 3 times a week, and I bought on thursday a hullahoop and whatever. But still. on Friday I felt so neglected(I mean I don't even know why it's just sometimes I feel like I have to hug someone) and sick like I didn't even wanted to eat anything, and I wanted to throw up. Ok at least I ate and didn't do anything else.

It's just a bit crapy, that here I am I am a person nobody knows my history and yeah I just have to create stories about why I don't eat bread and than try to not forget what I've told on the other day.. Just sad.

But yeah be happy blah blah

Seriousely this just had to come out of me, unless I couldn't sleep (after 2 more pages) now.

And yeah I hope I really got some friends here, who already invited me to their countrey..

But I'll exlain it later, now I'm not in that mood.