Dragonfly

It's been a while since I posted. I honestly don't know why I am so tired nowadays. I keep on skipping lectures and neglecting all the housework. I try not to blame the autumn. It's my favourite season, for God's sake. I'm even going to have my birthday really soon. Anyway.

I'm starting this post about what happened on Wednesday:

I had school. Skipped some lectures. The same old boring shit. Anyway. I met Virpi. We, of course, went to Ooster. It's my (our) favourite place to hang out and spend some time together. We drank tea, as usually, and smoked a lot. I dare to say that here because I have already said it once. It's not secret anymore, I guess. It was our first time in this month and it was a lot of joy. I can't understand people who smoke regularly, what's the fun then?

So we chatted and laughed. I was quite surprised when I later realized that Virpi didn't mention her My Little Pony collection at all. I mentioned my "hobby", Glamour Magazine, like zillion times.

I came home late. I was really tired. Nearly went straight to bed. But I decided to watch some document about anorexia instead. I couldn't woke up next morning so I once again skipped some lectures.

And now on this is some randoms shit:

I have new shoes. I have had them for a while, I just forget to post about them. They're Ecco shoes. Very comfortable, very expensive. Luckily it was my aunt who buy them.

I definitely need new clothes.

And yesterday I found this dragonfly from our balcony:



Aleksi came home and he is definitely disturbing my concentration, so I stop here. More later.

Volver

Yesterday I went to movies with Aleksi. Normally we watch movies at our home, so it was quite nice for a change. The movie was called "Volver" (Return). I have always liked Almodóvars films and this one was no exception. The plot was very exciting and thrilling. I'm not a special fan of Penélope Cruz, but she did her leading role amazingly well.

This is a plot summary from IMDB:

Raimunda lives in Madrid with her daughter Paula and her husband Paco who's always drunk. Her sister Sole is separated and work clandestinely as a hairstylist for women. The two sisters lost their parents in a fire in La Mancha their birth village years ago. In the village remains only their aunt Paula that continue to speak about her sister Irene, mother of the two, like if she is still alive. When the old aunt die the situation change and the past come back again, in a twist of mystery and suspense.

I definitely recommend this film to everyone.

Wrong Hair

I was a bit tired earlier. It's not a surprise. Anyway. I decided to go to a Sello, even though it was about 17.30 and all the stores close at 18.00. But I had 30 minutes. I went to H&M since it happens to be one of my favourite stores (because it's cheap enough). I tried on all those very fashionable items, but they all looked quite ridiculous on me. It was because of two reasons:

1. I have gained weight again. Not much, but enough that some clothes don't fit properly
2. Because of my hair. I definitely do not have a decent haircut. I don't even have a haircut. And I still have this very dull used-to-be-red color on them. I should got my hair cut and then redyed.

That's all.

Blogilista

I'm a member of the Finnish Blogilista. It makes me quite depressed because my blogs aren't just as popular as I would like them to be. "It's About Lindsay" is doing quite well. It got like two subscribers. This one got none which does not surprise me. I don't know if this is ever going to even have any. I mean, after all, this blog is not so interesting as it could be.

But still a half of my readers (of this blog) come from Blogilista because I have used clever keywords such as: fashion, jogging, relationship and weight loosing. Everybody is interested.

Most of "It's About Lindsay" readers seem to come from News America Now. It makes me excited. Some of them also come from Irc-Galleria, which is not so cool, but still OK.

And how do I know this? It's because I use Blogpatrol. And it's even more depressing than Blogilista but it gives me hope: At least there are about 5-15 visitors per day per blog. It's something for me.

I just wondered if my "It's About Lindsay" blog is a bit freaky. I'm like twenty and I'm totally obsessed. She's just so fabulous, beautiful, talented and funny. I can't stand people who don't like her. She changed my life. Yes. It's freaky, and geeky.

Tired

I'm tired. Even though I just slept fro several hours. I went to bed almost immediately when I came home from school. I just had no other choice than sleep. I didn't slept well last night. I had this school thing I had to do and I somehow kept doing it even though it was really late. And I had to get up about 6am.

I would like to go back to bed, or doing something relaxing, but unfortunately I have to do dishes. How very glamorous (sad).