Crazy Days

Oh what a busy little human being I have been. Somehow there doesn't seem to be enough hours in a day to do everything I'm supposed to do. There's more than enough school assignments up to and including a couple of reports and the upcoming exams the next week - I'm still missing 2 books which seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth completely as per usual when they are really needed.

I have also had to cut back on working hours (to make more time for school and also because I exceeded the income limits last spring and really do not want to have to pay back my student allowances) and even with the student loan I took it'll be a financially interesting month and a half I'm looking at.

I'm dangerously losing energy and motivation to do basically anything, simply because there is no time to do anything properly and whatever I'm doing I'm constantly feeling guilty for not doing all the other things I should be doing.

On a lighter note, in case you haven't noticed the invasion of yellow plastic bags, Stockmann's semi-annual sale is on again. Yes, the four famous days of extreme shopping are here again. I spent an interesting four hours there this morning, trying to avoid all the temptations and focusing on the things I had planned to buy.

I'm now a proud owner of

- A printer. No more going to work/school/parent's house whenever I need to print out stuff, which seems to be surprisingly often, for some reason my teachers are not big on returning assignments via email.

- 6 tiny fish, harlequin raspboras I think they are called:












They are really active little creatures and have spent the day making mad dashes around the fish tank getting to know their new surroundings. 2 or 3 more and there'll be a suitable amount of them - they like the company and I like the view.

- The latest Terry Pratchett novel, Thud! Guilty feelings or not, I'm so going to immerse myself into that book for a couple of nights.

- Last but not least, a return ticket to Berlin. I had originally planned on getting a ticket to London to attend the already fabulous-sounding Rammimages party but as they offered tickets to basically anyplace else than London I decided to visit Berlin instead. If anyone has any good advice about accommodation, please tell me.

I did not buy candy, or ridiculous amounts of cheese, or, in fact, anything unnecessary (if you don't take the plane ticket into account, but it'll be good for my mental health) so go me! There is hope, after all.


If I told you that today I've been listening to Rammstein's Benzin and Apocalyptica's remix of same, would you be surprised? No? Thought so.