Sh*t happens

Today I woke up with the knowledge of this day's gonna be bad. ( i would say in a different way but it's not really nice)
I started to read the article again, I found the social representation slide from last year in hungarian, and it was the same chinese like in english.
Than I went to have lunch to Musikkilato, the nicest Unicafé, I think that was the best part of my day.
After that I got home  finished the reading and I still didn't now what to comment about it, so I started to crochet my hat.It'll be a really nice oversized beanie hat btw.Too bad that I have to count before the increasings.
And than I went to bodybump and immediatly came back because i was the there at 6.55pm and it starts at 6:55pm, but it turned out that there is safety standard and they can't let you in, so better be there 10 minutes before the cours starts. Ok it happens sh*t happens, but still I'm really angry, this is one of my favourite training and the instructur is really funny and so on. Oh and I was "not" late, because I was writing my finnish homework, and now psychologically underpinned I would think what happened is the finnish course's fault.
When i got homeI commented finally, then I started to crochet and watch curb your enthusiasm, and I realised that there are some human beings they are really like Larry.
I don't know why but I would rather skip tomorrows class. I know that threre are some people I can talk to tham, but what if the  teacher's gonna ask something? On the one hand  I swear I read all the articels, on the other hand I swear that I can't really remember 4 of them. Again sh*t happens. And 2 weeks and I have to write my 8to10 pages essay. Good for me.

painted by Peruvain :)

the peruvian came to Helsinki true stroy..

my firs self-made gloves

saturday lunch

sunday at Rautatientori

I mean..

yesterday i could finish an other 50g of wool. But after 5 sec I realized that this other glove is far too big. So i started to destroy it. Now I finishd the destruction. So I have to start crocheting again. I can't read it's jut like I know I have to and I feel I really don't want to read. I mean I wanna read my Murakami book which I started when I arriwed here 5 weeks ago and since than I didn't have a chance to read.
And I really wanna watch some TV shoves like there is the one named "Curb your enthusiasm" I heard about it and it sounds like really interesting, and i already dowloaded I just want to start to watch it.
So the thing is: I'm gonna read a few more pages, than im gonna start to watch it.
I meant it.

I'm not sure why I'm writing it now.
Xylimax. I hope that make sense at least for 1-2 person because I knew that's some kind of sweetener. It's really common here, but in my opinion this is the same at home, we just call it sugarfree chewing gum..
I should learn Finnish but somehow I always 'have to' do something else instead of it.  But not now. That's why I'm gonna finish (HAHA FINISH FINNISH) this record later.
So that's it I don't know what should I write.

Fagyott haj

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.

Még van 1 óra 40percem nem meghalni, utána a jön a nyilvános kivégzés majd a túléltem akkor még sok ?????

Hát igen, így is lehet tanulni. Fogalmam sincs, hogy hogyan fogok megszólalni és legfőképp azt sem tudom, hogy mit fogok mondani.

Írtó ciki.

Mind1. Kár hogy nincs sütőm, süthettem volna pogácsát, vagy vmi sütit és akkor avval is eltelik 10 perc amíg megeszik :D

na mind1

Mit tesz a bodypump egy tonna csoki után :D