Education Panic

After a long and arduous week, I finally find time to write something, albeit it’s during a class (the fact that I’m writing this blog post during a class might give you an idea of how busy I’ve been and still am – I’m not bored, this is simply the only time I can think of today that I can actually sit down and think of something other than panicking about how the hell I’m going to survive this semester).

So. What’s been up? I got sick, then got better, and am now almost well. And I’m excited as hell (hey, that rhymed), because I’m going to Tallinn tonight to see my brother! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

He’s visiting from Norway, as is his pregnant girlfriend, and their dog. I can’t even begin to sum up the cuteness all this contains. There’s so much cute I’m almost dying in it. But not quite.

What else… I’m going to a conference on Friday. Something about leadership and being an entrepreneur and searching your soul for inspiration and whatever. We get free food, which is the main reason I’m going. Not really. But you know. Maybe you don’t. But still. I’ll stop now.

So. What’s up and what will be up:
Monday 3/05 – Chemistry preliminary exam
Tuesday 4/05 – presentation on Air Pollution and Policy in Environmental Law
Sunday 9/05 – Mother’s Day
Monday 10/05 – Chemistry exam
Wednesday 12/05 – Air Quality and Control exam
Friday 14/05 – final presentation and deadline for a gazillion assignments in Ergonomics

Coming up in May:
Mathematical Analysis exam
Physics exam
Biogeochemical Cycles/Soil Protection exam
Environmental Law exam (maybe – I’m not sure how we’re going to get our grade in this class)

June:
Ecology exam
Internship

And the following two months I will be working in Disneyland Paris. Yes, I am THAT cool.

Gosh, this blog post feels so pointless. I’m not a great fan of reading about every minute detail about the lives of other people (I really don’t need to know that it took you ten minutes to decide what to wear this morning), so writing a blog post like this almost feels like betraying myself.

I don’t really care, though. I’m trying to develop a regular habit of writing, so at this point it doesn’t really matter what comes out, as long as it’s something as opposed to nothing.

And I should write to Matti. A letter to him has been long overdue, and I’m ashamed for taking so long with it. I’ve just been busy, and at some point I forgot, because I have so much to do, and so little time to do it, and I have about 1000 pages of Physics to go through in the next three weeks, and, and, and…

Yeah. I’ll write him tonight. I’ll make the time.

Sleepy in Lohja

Soooooo tired. Somehow this day feels longer than it is. The whole morning just seemed to drag on, but I hadn’t seen nothing yet – the afternoon was even worse. It dragged on worse than half solid syrup. And now I’m thinking about going to bed (well, I’m basically on my bed, but not in my bed clothes and not ready to go to sleep yet) but not doing it. Life is fun.

I hate money.

It makes things so complicated.

I also hate my fingers for failing to type half of the words correctly the first time round. I have to keep going back to correct myself.

I just tweeted about being in Finland. I’m in Finland. At Katrin’s place. It’s pretty cool. Waaay out of Helsinki. A little quiet, though. Weird.

Well, now I really think I’m going to bed. To sleep, not type in it.

Night.

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Christmasland

Merry Christmas! (To the one person who reads this blog, and that one person is me.)

I was going to post a couple of days ago, but absolutely failed, because I’m a lazy bitch sometimes. But since I’m here now, I’m going to post my musings from that ‘once upon a time’ evening anyway, because they suck in the most amusing way.

Also, I took a diagnostig SAT that would determine my weak spots and whatnot, and got a score of 1885. *Is proud, because it’s not bad for a first time.*

I also played the most disturbing Twilight mocking game in MSN with a couple of friends. It ended up quite creepy – we managed, over the course of one short game, make references to Twilight (obviously), Pablo Francisco, Chuck Norris, Star Wars, Clint Eastwood, cookies and tomatoes, the game Portal, Tchaikovsky, the Discovery Channel, Barack Obama, and MadTV. We. Are. Sick. Disturbed. Little. Girls.

Anyway. I’m going now, got to use the toilet (yeah, I know, essential information). So enjoy the stupidness that is to follow, and have a very merry Christmas.

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(22 December)

It has been a while since I wrote anything, and I miss blogging. So, over the course of the upcoming evening, I am going to compile something that would vaguely resemble a poorly organized post filled with grammatical errors. (Of course, for you it will seem as if I wrote it all at once, without ever stopping. I assure you, that is not the case; and to help you realize this more clearly, I will include the time at which one or other whim of thought enters my brain. I have no idea where I am going with this post, in fact, I do not even know where I am starting from. This has never stopped anyone, though, and it will definitely not stop me.) Enjoy.

5:48 PM

I have waited for over 5 minutes for the RoleplayGateway site to log me in, but it seems not to have the least intention of doing it. It is obnoxious how slow my Internet is, especially when I’m trying to download torrents. I’m downloading Bionic Woman, the reimagined series. Or at least I am trying to, like I already implied. Trying does not equal success.

Oh my, RoleplayGateway did something, I’m going to see what. … It logged me in! Yay!

10:18 PM

I took me quite a while to get back to this window. An amazing four and a half hours. I’ve been spending time on RoleplayGateway – there are some pretty cool people with some very interesting thoughts. I also found an RP with an interesting concept, and a character almost instantly walked into my head when I was reading the introduction, but when I got to the IC page I was taken aback somewhat by the bad quality of the prose and the lenghth of the posts. The game did start with a lot of action and there are a lot of characters, but that does not excuse the players’ bad writing. In addition, some of them have given their characters abilities, such as being able to change the flow of time, which they completely fail to describe adequately when put to use. Gawd.

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NaNo and Other Randomness

My MSN is being a bitch and I have nothing better to do so I figured I would kill some time with my shiny not so new blog.

The amount of comments I received on my last post was amazing, the greatest part of it being that there were none. Sarcasm. Hehe. Well, I don’t really expect people to care much and besides, this blog is not read regularly by absolutely anyone, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

(Note: my MSN started working again, hallelujah!)

I suppose if I wrote more often more people would happen to read my blog. The problem with this is that I don’t currently have enough time or motivation. Yay.

I’m taking part of NaNo this year, but I am failing it quite epically. Just a little over 9000 words so far while I should have 30 000 or something like that. That is not a problem, though, because I did not set NaNo as a priority for myself this year. The most important thing is to do well at school and in biology. And write every day, no matter how much. That’s how I roll.

Yeah.

Nothing left to say.

Don’t Eat Peanuts, They’re Poisoned

I’m tired as hell and it’s just about bed time for me, but I thought I’d stop by and say hi in case someone should miss me, which is unlikely. I’m not good at making people miss me. Or prefer my company to anyone else’s for that matter.

In real life it’s the other people that do most of the talking, not me. Maybe that’s why this blog is so self-centered. Nobody listens to me in reality so I have to make an Internet page do it for actual people. Sweet, huh? Well, people do listen to me actually, but strangely enough it tends to happen when I have the least to say. At the moments when it is all I want to do to just sit or walk or be in silence or talk about something that would spark an actual conversation and an exchange of ideas the other person just goes on a rant and won’t stop.

Gagh.

And I never tell them anything about it, of course. Because I’m afraid to insult them or hurt their feelings. Yay me!

Oh, and I managed to get angry at my phone a while ago. For no apparent reason.

I’m thinking about writing a post about polar bears, because I figured out recently what makes me obsess over them, and they’re probably just a small scale representation of my biggest obsession of all. But that I will save for later. ; P

P.S. Still sleep deprived. I could barely get out of bed today. But I did it! Hah! Take that, world!

P.P.S. Did you know that polar bears have two layers of fur and their hair is actually transparent and hollow inside? The latter explains how some polar bears held in captivity in zoos get green fur. *snickers*

Sleep Deprivation and Other Fun Stuff

It has been a while since I last wrote anything in this blog, so here goes me being all tired and stressed, but generally happy.

I’ve been strangely sleep deprived these last few days. I am not exactly sure what is causing the stress I’m under (school is not even half as horrible as it used to be), but it is there and it keeps me from getting any proper sleep. As tired as I may be at the end of the day, I simply cannot fall asleep when I go to bed. I keep thinking over everything that happened during the day, everything that is going to happen tomorrow, and – in the name of all that’s holy and unholy – my stupid goddamned characters always find that particular time to be the best to start talking to me. They arrive and wave, sometimes even jump up and down on the spot just to let me know they are there and they have something HUGELY important to tell me. They reallyreallyreallyreallyreallyREALLY need to talk to me RIGHT NOW!!!!!111one. And what about, you might ask? (Well, I’m sure you don’t, but that will not stop me.) About some friggin dress that they want to wear to a friggin party where they will friggin show how friggin politically important and fashionable they can friggin be at the same friggin time. Friggin.

Yeah.

Well, I cannot really be angry at my characters for telling me these things, because they might prove important later on, but must they really pick the most inconvenient time out of them all to come and tell me those things? Argh, I tell you!

Well, now that I have got that out of my system, it is time to move on to what I really came here to say. And what I really came here to say is that I read from some smart website that keeping a journal to write down everything that has happened during the day to get it out of my head might be a good idea. So I thought I should try to get some thoughts out of my head. I sincerely doubt I am going to start writing every single day, but I do feel I should do it more often. Just in case.

I hate how much I use ‘I’. I am such an egomaniac.

Aren’t we all?

: )

Nighty.

P.S. Not going to read this one over. So yeah. It is probably half way there to Horribleville.

How to Find Me

Just google coconuts can be made into what things.

No, seriously.

I think it’s hilarious that someone should find my blog by typing these words into a search engine. Amazing, this Internet thing we call a life.

Made me laff. Yes, I know I spelled it wrong.

There Is a Hell, Halleluyah!

So, as it turns out, what I said in the last post is wrong. There is a Hell in the official religion of the twelve colonies and they have referred to it during the previous episodes o the show, I have simply never noticed it. Stupid me. But seriously, I googled the damn thing and it didn’t give a single page on the subject. I didn’t even see any Battlestar Wiki pages on the list of results. And I cannot search Battlestar Wiki anyway, because the site is blocking my port. Or my port is blocking the site. Or something of the sort. It’s too complicated for my environmentalist mind to comprehend.

So sorry for the baseless accusations.

I repeat: silly me.

Now I’m off to do more useless things until it is time to go to French class. French rewls. 8)

Woohoo

It’s been a week and I’m still alive. That’s got to mean something. Hah.

I’m in a fairly good mood today.

I wonder why school doesn’t suck as much now as it used to. Have I grown older? Have I accepted the brainfuck that is Tallinn french School? Or is it all thanks to the recent growing of my interest in… everything? Hell, I even like nuclear physics now.

Science fiction, thank you for bringing back my curiosity. I had already started to think I was mentally dead.

One day I am going to write the coolest science fiction story ever. I already have trouble sleeping because of it, the crazy messed up characters keep me up all night, demanding I write down everything about them. And the spaceships are going to be just awesome. Because, after all, do you know a single spaceship that isn’t cool in even the smallest way?

Oh, I found out on Wednesday that the cool information teleportation system that I had figured out all by myself is actually possible, and the scientists just managed to make it work this week.

I love my brain.

So now, in service of my never tiring curiosity and the need to know as much of everything as is humanly possible, I read. Anything I can get my hands on (except for porn). And I make notes. On everything that I can get my hands on. I have the names of a couple of cool looking planetary nebulas written down on a tissue somewhere.

Well this one turned out chaotic. I would make a promise to come back and edit this thing into something more reasonable later on if I didn’t know better. I never do those things.

And now I’m off to enjoying my lovely Friday evening and the knowing that I don’t have to wake up early tomorrow.

Randomness in Tartu

Hah. Here I am in Tartu, sitting in Goblin’s broken chair. writing. Because I am just that bored. Going home soon, by bus. I would hitchhike, but there is no one to do it with, and I am definitely not going to try and hitch a ride all by myself. As unattractive as I might think I am the prospect of meeting some perv on the road does not excite me.

I have no idea how the above sentence was supposed to make sense.

I feel a little sad, actually. The people I come to visit here in Tartu and who, on occasion, invade my huge house in the capital are my friends. I care about them. I’ve known most of them for years and they have played a major role in the development of my personality and my interests. Most of them will stay here in Estonia, in Tartu, after high school is over. I, on the other hand, am planning to run off to the big wide wideness of the world as soon as I’m freed from the bonds that chain me to this country and my school (yeah, I hate that place). I want to go and see something new. Something completely different. I want to go and prove myself I can manage on my own and other stuff like that. I’m too tired to go too deep into it right now (two people in a 0.75 person bed is not comfortable…).

So I’m most probably leaving everyone behind in about a year’s time. I might not get to see them for a very long time. Might even be years. Thinking about that makes me sad. Yeah.

It’s funny how desperately I try to sound intelligent, but never succeed.

We got our fence done this week, which means that we’re bringing my dog back from my grandma’s some time soon. That is SO COOL.

Oh, and my MacBook broke, which is just totally lame. It managed to pick the perfect time – I’d just reached halfway in my goal of writing 50,000 words of a novel. I had a good story. Darnit. I hope the maintenance people can get it fixed before August, with all my files and stuff. Funny how much I’ve become to depent on that little thing. And funny how much free time I have now that I don’t have a laptop anymore. I get so much more done – reading, cleaning, studying (yes, I study in the middle of my summer break), hanging out with people.

Computers are evil, man.