Saturday, May 31, 2014


Oh Hi!

Today is a big day for me, I'm graduating from "elementary school". As Finland doesn't have the same school-system as some other countries it's always awkward to discuss school because our elementary school is probably not the same as your elementary school. To explain it shortly we start school when we're 7 and are obligated to go in that school until we're 13. We then move to another school where we're 3 years (9 years of school all in all). We then graduate (which is what I'm doing now) and then we can decide if we wanna go to "high school" or Professional school to get a profession instead.

Today is my last day at this school. My last hours to take it all in, because when fall comes I'll be starting High school in another city. I could've continued in my city but I wanted change and to meet different people so I decided to go to another city. 

The three years I've experienced at this school has been... Dramatic. A lot has happened and I hope that now when time comes I can get my new fresh start that I so much deserve and crave. I'm happy to get summer holiday and be able to just relax and hang out with my loved ones.

Of course it's hard also. Because I've been with these people for 3 years, 5 days a week and had only 2 months' break in between. I'll miss some of them. And some of them I'll be, honestly, happy to never see again. 

If anyone from my school happens to read this, whoever you are, I wish you good luck in the future and I wish happiness for you.

And if anyone else is graduating today or soon, congratulations! You fucking made it and you better celebrate! And I wish you all good luck with whatever you're gonna do now that you've graduated and I hope it's what you want to do♥


Saturday, May 17, 2014

16 Years Of Life

Oh Hi!

16 Years ago I was born. Well tecnically 15 years and 364 days ago since my birthday is tomorrow.

These 16 years of life has been an adventure and it's been lots of fun. Of course I've had my fair shares of stupidity and mistakes but let's not talk about that now.

I'm a May's child, therefore I love spring and summer. I love sleeping in and I love the sun and the stars. I love the universe and it all facinates me.
I love music and I love dancing. I love writing and I love reading. And I love hanging out with the few ones that I love. I don't like having too many people around because I don't feel like trusting them all.

And now, 16 years after I came out of my mom's vagina (wow sorry), I'm happy to be alive and I'm celebrating with the few loved ones I have and hoping to run around screaming and laughing. Also, while you're reading this I'm probably in fits of laughter from a joke someone has cracked and I'm gonna be thinking about how blessed I am. Also, I hope to swim tonight because after all, if you don't do something crazy when turning 16, how will you remember it then?

I'm also vlogging tonight and maybe tomorrow so you will all be seeing what we were doing!

Happy Birthday to me, the crazy little may-child who loves to hang out with her friends and look at the stars with her dad♥

Saturday, May 10, 2014

What Are We Waiting For?

Oh Hi!

Today I thought I would discuss the quote in the picture because let's face it, it gives me a lot of thoughts. 

I'm a dreamer. I dream of going to big cities. I dream of seeing the world. I dream of inspiring. And instead I'm in this small little town in a pretty small country. I'm mostly forced to be here because I can't quit school. I have to get a profession so I can get money to do things. To fullfill my dreams.

But I wonder, when it comes to the time when I CAN go abroad and see the world, will I resist? Will I question what I'll miss at home? Or will I jump into the adventure and go?

I pray with all my heart that I'll go. That I won't be afraid of going, of dreaming of bigger things. 

The quote also fits into moving on in our lives. Moving on from an ex maybe, or letting someone go because you know they're not good for you. We find it hard to move on, I think it's mostly because we're so USED to how it used to be. And I pray to God that I won't be afraid of taking a step away from what's not good for me, even if I've gotten used to it. Because I don't wanna be weak, I don't wanna be average and I don't want to be someone who stays because I'm AFRAID.

I hope that people (me included) will be brave enough to take that step into adventure when the chance comes. Because nothing will change if we're stuck in the same place pacing back and forth.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

New hair, don't currrr

Oh Hi!

For you who follow me on twitter will know that I got my hair cut yesterday. So of course it's time for a picture and some hair-talk.


Now my hair is curly. If I leave it it'll look like that, at least before I got my hair cut.
But I had a lot of split ends and my hair was just not feeling it so I just felt brave and was like "screw it" and she cut off all the split ends. It was about an inch and a half. Then I was even braver and I was like "layers, layers yass" and well she cut layers.
Curly hair lifts and becomes bigger with layers. My hair is really big now, but nothing how it was when it airdryed yesterday before I slept on it and ran around at school.

That there, is my hair now. I feel like it is A LOT shorter but also just biggger because of the layers. But I'm actually liking it! I didn't think I would fancy shorter hair as I've been trying to grow my hair out for so long but it's actually really nice, and when we think of it it's not actually that short, it just looks like it is.

What do you guys think?

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Don't Let Them Take Your Spirit

Oh Hi!

Today is a serious blogpost so I want you to take a deep breath and understand that what I'm writing is what is in my head and therefore nothing to mess with.

By the title you can guess where this is going but nobody really knows, not even me.

So we had this project in finnish class to write an essay about our life. First of all, finnish is not my first language so you can just imagine the horror. But that's not what I'm here for today.
Nope, when I would write about my primary school years I realized that I didn't remember anything good from those years. I just remembered the bad stuff, like when I had to watch my "friends" on the swings because there wasn't room for me and like when they ran away from me or my personal favorite; when they denied they were doing this all to me.

As a 7-9 year old girl it hurt but I didn't fully understand it and I just kinda tried to keep playing with them because who else was I supposed to play with? All the other kids had their groups.

When I was little I had this really positive outlook on life (like most kids) and I was always very happy and most important: I believed in myself. And thinking back to that time when standing next to the swings just watching them I remember myself smiling. Because heck, even though I was 7-9 years old I would not let those bastards take my spirit.

It was only when I became older that they (different people now, but same lonely feeling) took part of my spirit. And damn do I regret letting them do that.

If a 7-9 year old little girl can keep her spirit and keep believing in herself, it's weird to think that my 13 year old-self let them take part of my spirit. I got it back of course but you know, I was miserable for a little more than a year.

My point here is, don't let them take your spirit. No matter what the hell they do, even if they abuse you everyday, DO NOT LET THEM TAKE YOUR SPIRIT. Keep your spirit, keep that piece of you telling you that you can do it, because you can do it.

And if they take your spirit, take it back. Claim it as yours only. Stand up and say "I am my own person and I believe in myself" and go right out there and do what you wanna do. Because let's face it, you don't wanna lose 1 year of your life to idiots who have nothing better to do.

And I know you're sitting there like "shithead it's not that easy" and damn I know it's not. But do you really want them to win? Because I didn't want them to win and I kept telling myself "they will not win" and that's why they only got half of my spirit. 

We are all different, and if they're trying to take your spirit because of something that makes you stand out, then it's only they who fail. They fail because they fail to see the beauty in difference. They fail because they can not understand how wonderful it is to be right out different. And they fail because they feel the need to take somebody else's spirit because they let go of their own.

You're not horrible like they might try to tell you, you're damn wonderful. And if they call you weird, embrace it because they're just normal and ain't nobody got time for dat. No but seriously. If all they can tell you is that you're ugly or weird or not normal then they're not doing that great. Because that's only what they see and not what you really are. And how we see other people is often reflected on at how we see ourselves.

Do not let them take your spirit.