May 24th, 2011

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Goddamn, how annoying it is to wake up early. And when I say early, I mean early, as in half past four in the morning.
Never mind, I had fun. I ate what was left of yesterday's chocolate, and did a little housework; did laundry, washed the dishes, vacuumed the floor, cleaned up the cupboards; yesterday I divested the cupboards from all of the useless materials and managed to break one energy- sufficient lamp.

When the morning drew near, I took a shower, washed my face and brushed my teeth and dressed into the red-and-white lolita dress I once bought from Blippo. Later the day I changed it into a pink leopard pattern miniskirt and a Kummeli t- shirt.

Today was another payday; the welfare money would plop to my account at twenty five to one in the afternoon, and I was getting bored.

I decided to visit IKEA, just to have something to do.

First I went to the library to return some items, I handed the DVD Precious to the fellow behind the counter and told him the DVD was so badly scratched that it couldn't be viewed.

In the bus stop I ran into Laura, she told me she had been running some errands and was waiting for the same bus as me, to go to school.
Once in the bus, I kept on chatting with her even though I had a feeling she didn't want to talk to me. I truly hate it when I know that no matter how nice and polite I want to be, I always end up annoying someone.

Once in IKEA, I looked for a new pillow, the current one is a bit worn down. I was delighted to see how cheap the pillows were, even the ones with the highest quality.

After getting bored, I went to the bus stop and noticed that the last bus to Helsinki had left couple of minutes. I decided to take the bus 27 to Leppävaara, hang around in Sello shopping mall and then take the A train to Helsinki.

Once in Helsinki, I fin- fuckin'- ally found a cash point and withdrew 100 euros.

Ruohonjuuri: rose- flavored ayurvedic tea and a lavender- scented satchel. I like the flavor of rose, and the satchel will be hung inside one of my cupboards; the one where I keep my unseasonable jackets, warm and comfy cardigans and lolita dresses; and make it smell less nasty.

Suomalainen Kirjakauppa: A card for Laura and Viljami, to welcome them to their new home. Hope they will appreciate it.

Morticia: The dreamy pink lolita dress. I had been having second thoughts about buying the dress, but decided to buy it anyway.

I missed last bus to Myyrmäki, so I took a train.

Once in Myyrmäki, I went to Anttila to buy a jar of vitaminous facial lotion, and to Citymarket to buy two bars of chocolate.
I noticed that every time I entered or left a shop, the burglar alarms bleeped; I didn't know why.

Once home, I didn't stay long; I had noticed that the lolita dress I had bought had one of those burglar alarms clipped to the hem, the kind of things that are supposed to bleep if you leave the shop without paying or taking the alarm off.
I decided to go downtown once again, to go back to Morticia to ask the shop assistant to take the alarm off and also to to visit Heluna Fashion to see if they had those Crazy Rumours chapsticks for sale, and if they had the non- leather biker boots.

Once in Ruusulankatu, I asked the friendly shop assistant about the chapsticks and biker boots, and what do you know they had both of them for sale.

I fitted the boots and sniffed the chapsticks, I decided to buy the Bubblegum one once my milk&honey runs out.

I walked all the way to Kamppi from Töölö, once in Morticia I asked the shop assistant to clip the alarm off the hem, and then I was off again.

I visited Suomalainen Kirjakauppa to buy a greeting card for gaia_child.

I took a bus back to Myyrmäki and bought food for the oncoming week.

I guess today was also nice. And I might add, I would never have this kind of fun during winter!
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I can't really say if I feel like home in this apartment.

I used to miss my teenage home a lot (there's my childhood home, and then there's teenage home) and when I lived in the halfway house it used to feel like home too; mainly because there were friends and other caring people around me.

Now that I live in an apartment of my own and I am (nearly enough) completely independent, I don't feel like I have a HOME.

Sure, I am not homeless, I have a roof over my head, a warm bed and a washing machine of my own, and other things that make a home. At least for me.

But still, this place would feel more like home if I had someone to share it with. A soulmate, husband or wife. I don't care.

I feel lonely.
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