Cold times coming

 Bagpiping
Hello,

29.1 Today has been a day of studies. I woke up at 9 to my phone, I set it on 10 and finally got up at 10:30. I ate my last bread and musli, with tea and squash. I wrote on my climate change essay from 12 - 4. Then I had lunch, simple and tasty. I boiled noodles and added fried onions and soy sauce. That was like a poor Chinese farmers lunch I imagine. Living just next to the sky skrapers of Beijing, waiting for his house to be demolished in the shades of capitalism. Anyway, it's a dish worth further elaboration and exploration. I walked to uni and studied globalisation and capitalism. There was something wrong with my card, so I couldn't get a couple of books. I walked home around 9. I met a girl from the Film-making society in the library. At home I was hungry but didn't have anything to eat so I ate first biscuits with ham and Camembert. Then I drank a cup of tea and ate a piece of Samuel's cake. Then I ate the last of my ice cream. And finally one more piece of Samuel's cake. Now I am in my room.

28.1 Was Monday, I woke up and ate breakfast and revised for the lectures. I walked to uni and attended my EU lesson. I was truly bored for the first time. It was also my fault. After that I attended my Politics of Labour Law class and that was so much more interesting. I love it! The teacher gave me my essay. I had done pretty well with 4 or 5 in everything except argumentation. Crap! From there I walked home and had lunch. I left soon for the St Andrews building. There I attended a Workshop called writer house. We studied plots, settings, characters and themes. I did some acting as well and realised how hard it is or alternatively how bad I am. At 7 I left and walked home accompanied by a German film-maker through Kelvingrove Park. At home I ate hamburgers. Home made delicious. No, I didn't. I had nothing. At nine Blandine visited 61. We drank tea and ate Samuel's cake. Samuel told us about what he though about lingerie. I borrowed some salad from Fernando. Of course not I didn't make hamburgers.

27.1 Was Sunday. I woke up 11:30 and studied after dinner. In the afternoon we went to the park for a match of football. My leg was though so bad I couldn´t play and had to walk back home. I took a shower and continued my studies. I watched the Butterfly Effect and went to sleep. It was good.

26.1 On Saturday I woke up around ten and had breakfast and tried to write on my essay. Around 2 I walked to the Glasgow University Union. As a very important board member. I decorated. We hanged up a carpet of Christmas lights in the ceiling and decorated more with balloons, Ikea lamps and more. The Glasgow big band started practising whilst we worker. It was nice. At four I walked home and studied a bit. I picked out the cloths I wanted to wear. At 6 I took a shower and dressed up as follows. Straight charcoal trousers, white shirt, a brown Manchester blazer, a black tie and mustard coloured shoes. I also attached a small strip of tartar on my chest. At 7:50 I walked to GUU to attend Burns Ball 2008. I was early and sat down with Elizabeth. We ripped tickets and handed out free drink tickets. People were coming, young and old. There were no restrictions of who could come. The Debate Chamber was decorated most exquisitely. It was like the Milky Way with real ballads playing in the background. At 9 the Ceilidh band started playing. I want to dance so much. This party was filled with locals, so the dance was most professional. Sarah arrived and took over the ticketing. Me and Elizabeth hit the dance floor. It was extreme fun, the band was a bit more modern also. From here on followed dancing for 2 hours. It was hot, hectic and pulsating in the hall. Women of varying ages wore the most beautiful dresses and most men were in kilts, as Fernando. At 11 a swing band started playing. I danced with a girl who was studying microbiology and an other one who was studying philosophy and with Elizabeth. Their style of dancing was different. The dancing continued until 12:30. It was super. I discussed with Fernando and Rafael, with Suzi's boyfriend, with a girl who was studying law for the first year and loved everything about law( delict, contract, criminal, you name it. Scary), Elisabeth, Gregg, Adam and some people whose names I have forgotten. At 1 we started of for another party. I couldn't find my coat. I found my scarf and finally my coat downstairs. Somebody had been using it. I didn't mind since it was clean. We walked to flat just next to Byres Road. There I spent an hour or so. From there I walked to Elisabeth. We were around 10. At 4 we walked home. At 5 I discussed with Fernando the party. He had attended an other party after Burns Ball. At 6 I was sleeping. It was a fun and local event. Great success.

25.1 I studied. In the evening I was in Andrea's, Blandine's and Conrad's flat. We watched a Tim Burton film after a drink. Me and Andrea (boy) were at home around 1. It rained outside.

24.1 I had my first lecture in International Law. It was super interesting. At 6 we walked to the Bute Hall. I let the pictures describe that night. It was amazing, again. At ten I walked to the Primary with Samuel, Blandine and Fernando plus others. From there I walked home.

 Disco dance
 Sailor 
 Adaptions
 Compulsory check
 Before dancing
 Stairs
 Loik, Marco and Samuel

 Samuel
 Piping

23.1 I wrote on my essay and studied for tomorrows lecture. I did nothing that night but watched a film

Day of Change

 The object between my legs is a key

Today has been a day of change. I have had several revelations. First, In the morning I walked to uni and attended the first lecture of EU-law. It was ok. The teacher was happy. But after that I walked to my teachers office, Mr Rasulov. He said sit down. We had a very thorough discussion first about my essay, with which I have had trouble, then we discussed the prospects of working as a international lawyer. After I left the office my eyes were very open. I was given very clearly advice of how to achieve things. More important I have a future in front of me. A future that can be important, interesting or whatever. The fact that I actually have a future there before me was quite a revelation.

I agree my life had grown a bit hedonistic. By this I don't mean falling moral standards or excesses of pleasures. Mama, don't worry. I just felt so happy and confident in the rounds I was circling in. I had lost view of my future. The fact that someone engaged so thoroughly in my future made me realise I might give it a thought as well. So, I walked happy to the library and charged my printing account with five quid. I walked back to the law school and handed in my Labour law essay. I met Seyi on the doorstep and a new Finnish student from the same uni as me and a Dutch guy.

After handing in, I walked home. It was grey. I prepared a delicious lunch with fried potatoes and frankfurters. Then I scribbled down my first ideas to the essay. 700 words in 30 minutes. The talk was really of help to crush my block. After writing it was close to 6.

I walked to The St Andrews building. There the Cut arranged a lecture in No budget film making. It was a lot of tech-talk, but it was really useful. It was so much excellent in a nutshell about camerawork, lighting and sound recording. I know now so much more. From there we walked to Bar Bola and ordered a Coke. But before that and after the lecture I met a lad from Afghanistan. It was the first person I ever met from Afghanistan. We had a super interesting discussion. He studied media. He had been working in Afghanistan in a NGO, setting up local radios. He evaluated the people and checked that the authority liked the reporters. Then it was set up. I asked him about the war and he asked me about minorities in Finland. According to him the Taleban rule was the worst. He had written a script for a film. This script won an award in Kabul and he got money for doing it. Then we joined the bigger group in Bar Bola and we talked about old peoples homes, carbon footprints and films.

We broke up and walked towards uni. On the way we found a heap of furniture thrown out because of an eviction. I found I nice poster of a Pablo Picasso work. I carried it to QM. There I met the English Literature Society. I just spent a couple of minutes and bought a ticket for the Burns Ball for Fernando. Then I picked up my poster(it´s glued to a big board) and walked towards Sara's flat but couldn't remember which door was hers so I walked home. At home I ate hamburgers, home made of course. That was today. A day of change. Also I was dead after yesterdays football.

On Sunday I woke up late around 11:30. You might wonder why I always write when I wake up. Well, it's an obsession. If I wake up late I feel bad and if I wake up early I feel good. Lately, I have been waking up late cause this house is not quite before 12. I had planned to study the day. I thought I would have to subjects on Monday, but actually I had only one. Fernando asked if we should go and play football. Everyone except Andrea went playing. After warming up some more people came and we played for quite some time. Finns, Spaniards, French, Spanish and Chinese. You name it. It was a good game. After the game we walked home ordered a shower queue. I was first. Then I studied, ate my dinner. Noodles with peppers and pineapple. It was good. Then I studied and finished the night by watching Life of Brian. It was shit.

On Saturday I read the day at the library. I read an interesting article about the republican presidential candidates. After a nice dinner I walked with everyone to Mathieu's flat. There I met the usual people except Fabien. At 11 I walked to Kelvingrove art gallery to meet up with Mikko. I showed him the way and introduced him to some people. At 1 the police arrived at the flat. I peeped at them and run away scared from the door. They were there because of some French Sarkozy had pissed on the neighbours balcony. Otherwise it was civilised. We walked home and went to sleep. 

On Friday I sold tickets at the stall from 12-1. Then I studied for a while at law workshop. I walked home and continued my studies. My distress caused by the challenging essay was growing. Then, around 11, I went to Cheesy pop. The girls and Conrad, we were waiting, because they were late. We entered the Isle in for a half pint. Then they came or they had actually to wait for us. At cheesy pop it was ok, but not extremely good. I returned with Blandine and Conrad around two. I said: We should look for a place where girls see our exceptional features and understands our greatness. So, we will search for new places from now on.

On Thursday I studied the day. I visited Primary around 10. I walked there with Samuel and we took some photos on the way. At primary I chatted with the usual ones. I walked home with a nice Austrian/Hungarian girl and Samuel and some Germans. We walked through the Park in the darkness. We met one person completely drunk and two bikers.

On Wednesday evening I went to the don't eat the Mic to listen to poetry. It was short this time. After the reading I saw Florencio. He was there with a feminist Spaniard, a Spaniard working for Scottish power and a Northern Irish lad. He though Glasgow has the same problem as Belfast. The religious division. I haven't encountered any.

 Me and Loik as razor blades of the dancefloor
 Clara with cloth
 Kitchen Dance Along
 Kitchen Dance Along 2
 Blade 4
 MyRoom
 Fabien and Citroen
 Kallista(fin) = expensive
 Sunday dinner 
 France
 Real life
 Blandine
 Blandine

 Eleonora
 The Author Himself
 Shopping 
 Refill for semester 2
 Last preparations for yet another night of...
 Lynne & Marco = Sant
 In the Goat

Today has been a day of change. I have had several revelations. First, In the morning I walked to uni and attended the first lecture of EU-law. It was ok. The teacher was happy. But after that I walked to my teachers office, Mr Rasulov. He said sit down. We had a very thorough discussion first about my essay, with which I have had trouble, then we discussed the prospects of working as a international lawyer. After I left the office my eyes were very open. I was given very clearly advice of how to achieve things. More important I have a future in front of me. A future that can be important, interesting or whatever. The fact that I actually have a future there before me was quite a revelation.

I agree my life had grown a bit hedonistic. By this I don't mean falling moral standards or excesses of pleasures. Mama, don't worry. I just felt so happy and confident in the rounds I was circling in. I had lost view of my future. The fact that someone engaged so thoroughly in my future made me realise I might give it a thought as well. So, I walked happy to the library and charged my printing account with five quid. I walked back to the law school and handed in my Labour law essay. I met Seyi on the doorstep and a new Finnish student from the same uni as me and a Dutch guy.

After handing in, I walked home. It was grey. I prepared a delicious lunch with fried potatoes and frankfurters. Then I scribbled down my first ideas to the essay. 700 words in 30 minutes. The talk was really of help to crush my block. After writing it was close to 6.

I walked to The St Andrews building. There the Cut arranged a lecture in No budget film making. It was a lot of tech-talk, but it was really useful. It was so much excellent in a nutshell about camerawork, lighting and sound recording. I know now so much more. From there we walked to Bar Bola and ordered a Coke. But before that and after the lecture I met a lad from Afghanistan. It was the first person I ever met from Afghanistan. We had a super interesting discussion. He studied media. He had been working in Afghanistan in a NGO, setting up local radios. He evaluated the people and checked that the authority liked the reporters. Then it was set up. I asked him about the war and he asked me about minorities in Finland. According to him the Taleban rule was the worst. He had written a script for a film. This script won an award in Kabul and he got money for doing it. Then we joined the bigger group in Bar Bola and we talked about old peoples homes, carbon footprints and films.

We broke up and walked towards uni. On the way we found a heap of furniture thrown out because of an eviction. I found I nice poster of a Pablo Picasso work. I carried it to QM. There I met the English Literature Society. I just spent a couple of minutes and bought a ticket for the Burns Ball for Fernando. Then I picked up my poster(it´s glued to a big board) and walked towards Sara's flat but couldn't remember which door was hers so I walked home. At home I ate hamburgers, home made of course. That was today. A day of change. Also I was dead after yesterdays football.

On Sunday I woke up late around 11:30. You might wonder why I always write when I wake up. Well, it's an obsession. If I wake up late I feel bad and if I wake up early I feel good. Lately, I have been waking up late cause this house is not quite before 12. I had planned to study the day. I thought I would have to subjects on Monday, but actually I had only one. Fernando asked if we should go and play football. Everyone except Andrea went playing. After warming up some more people came and we played for quite some time. Finns, Spaniards, French, Spanish and Chinese. You name it. It was a good game. After the game we walked home ordered a shower queue. I was first. Then I studied, ate my dinner. Noodles with peppers and pineapple. It was good. Then I studied and finished the night by watching Life of Brian. It was shit.

On Saturday I read the day at the library. I read an interesting article about the republican presidential candidates. After a nice dinner I walked with everyone to Mathieu's flat. There I met the usual people except Fabien. At 11 I walked to Kelvingrove art gallery to meet up with Mikko. I showed him the way and introduced him to some people. At 1 the police arrived at the flat. I peeped at them and run away scared from the door. They were there because of some French Sarkozy had pissed on the neighbours balcony. Otherwise it was civilised. We walked home and went to sleep.

On Friday I sold tickets at the stall from 12-1. Then I studied for a while at law workshop. I walked home and continued my studies. My distress caused by the challenging essay was growing. Then, around 11, I went to Cheesy pop. The girls and Conrad, we were waiting, because they were late. We entered the Isle in for a half pint. Then they came or they had actually to wait for us. At cheesy pop it was ok, but not extremely good. I returned with Blandine and Conrad around two. I said: We should look for a place where girls see our exceptional features and understands our greatness. So, we will search for new places from now on.

On Thursday I studied the day. I visited Primary around 10. I walked there with Samuel and we took some photos on the way. At primary I chatted with the usual ones. I walked home with a nice Austrian/Hungarian girl and Samuel and some Germans. We walked through the Park in the darkness. We met one person completely drunk and two bikers.

On Wednesday evening I went to the don't eat the Mic to listen to poetry. It was short this time. After the reading I saw Florencio. He was there with a feminist Spaniard, a Spaniard working for Scottish power and a Northern Irish lad. He though Glasgow has the same problem as Belfast. The religious division. I haven't encountered any.

Now the sun shines

Today the sun shines for the first time since I returned to Glasgow. Neither did I have many sunny days back in Finland. So I enjoy the heat on my left shoulder. 

Yesterday, 15.1, I had a very long and rewarding day. I woke up late, 10:15. And I went to sleep 12, so I slept 10 hours. I ate breakfast and walked to uni. At uni I started with my essay, which is difficult, though I think I am getting somewhere now. It´s about how to reduce carbon emissions in Latin America and Western Europe according to the political realist theory and the transnational legal process. If anyone has some good points that should be made please let me know.

I studied from 1 to 5. The Law workshop closes 5. I studied Environment law in old USSR countries, Soviet Studies. The university bell rang occasionally. At five, just before closing, I found a very good book about carbon emissions. 

I walked home and had dinner with Samuel. I watched Simpson took my coat and walked via Uni to Hillhead to a flat for a Film making society evening. On the way I bought oranges, bread and bier. A so called project night was held. People introduced their projects to others and people who were interested could sign up for crew or cast. A lot of interesting things were going on. One film about a man who is going to commit suicide, adaptions of fairy tales, a story about a tramp and a student and so on. I didn't talk about my project cause it´s a one mans thing. I signed up for some crew and some acting. I am going to be a father in  a Latvian fairy tale.

We sat in the flat from 7:30 to 11. The end was hard work. But it was a nice place with vintage instruments and cosy sofas. Even pizza was served(one). We were about 15, with five girls and the rest boys. The film industry, yea, is male dominated. I walked home.

At home There was a small social event. Clara, Sara, Matthieu(?), Elisa and who's name I cant remember were at the flat, eating crisps, sponge sandwiches and drinking Lambrusco. I had jam sandwiches and a plate of musli. We had a chat and then, at 1 it was time to sleep. I think I slept at two o'clock.

Today is today. The day the sun shines. I am going to the stall to sell tickets at 12 o´clock for the Burns Ball. I have to leave in 5 mins.

14.1 I woke up late, again, around 1o. I walked in rain to QM. On the way I met Sara, who was looking for her umbrella and asked if I was bisexual. Perplexed and with a hole in the shoe I walked to QM. With a wet foot I arrived at the stall and started selling tickets. We had a discussion about architecture and literature, of course. At 1:30 I left. At the Main library I looked for books about my essay topic. I found one excellent about Hobbes and political realism. I made some notes I later realised I lost. From there I walked home. After a pasta Pesto lunch I walked just next door to meet Conrad. We walked to Glasgow city center. I ploughed through several shoe shops. I found a nice pair for 7 or 8 pounds. I wasn't sure. After trying I thought yes. In the queue I changed my mind. I put them back and walked out. 

At another store I found a pair 7 times more expensive. I bought them and I am still happy. Real vintage stuff. I will melt in at the Southside if it is the place that rumours tell.

We continued to a Mac store. There I consulted a specialist about Logic Studio and Express. I have found Studio for a reasonable price. From there we walked to a bookshop and Conrad bought a guide. We walked back and stopped at a pub for a shopping pint, something I've never heard of before. We don't have shopping pints in Finland. We walked then home. I showed my shoes for my flatmates. Fernando didn't like them. I had dinner and went after talking to sleep.

13.1 I started my studies. I stayed at uni for quite some time. After studies I walked to Iceland. Did some shopping. Iceland was like Tesco. No bread nor milk. It's like a socialist country, Conrad commented. He evidenced the same. Capitalism doesn't work. From there I walked home. At the flat there were guests. Andrea was preparing a dinner. I helped out. The dinner was ready. Eating were Suzy, Lynne, Angela, Eleonora, Salvatore, Blandine and the rest of our flat. The first for were people I didn't know very well.  We ate good paste with fish eggs from Sardinia. Then we ate tuna sallad. We talked about the Pope, marriage and stereotypes of Scots. After dinner Samuel, Blandine and me started dancing. We lit candles and went crazy. Around 1 I was tired and went to sleep. The last guests left at 3:30. I slept sweetly at the time they left.   

12.1 Saturaday I can't remember. I was home the whole day I think.  

  

11.1 I still continued on my essay and managed to finish it. It consists of a lot of very broad statements and I don't know if the use of authority is good enough. Luckily, it's only a diagnostic essay. After dinner Fernando and I went to the Goat. A pub just nearby. Marco and Andrea were there already with Salvatore, Suzy, Lynne, Angela and Eleonora. We were there until 12 and then walked home. It was frosty. 

10.1 I continued on my labour essay and it started flowing. I wrote for the whole day. Around 9 everyone except Fernando started off. We met Clara on the way to The Primary. I thought I would meet a lot of new exchange students but didn't. The place quieter that usual, maybe because of the exams. I met old friends and it was nice to see them again after a one month break.

9.1 I started with my labour  essay. It was hard in the beginning. I started and couldn't get anywhere. I asked help from my teacher and a fellow native student. I went home, ate and slept, I think.

Today 16.1 I did the ticket selling. Then I walked to the Law work shop and continued my fight with the next essay which is about international law. I am going to the first Don't eat the Mic in 15 min.

Winter in Glasgow

 Frida, Elias and Vasabladet
Heidi, Nathalie och JAG (and ME)
 Paris, Sokrates and Afrodite
 Overview 1
Nathalie and me at Böle Ungdomsgård
Gravity of situation, Fox Trot
 The traditional new years march
Hi,
I summarize what I have read and watched 2007 first, because that is important indeed:

Books 2007

Kjell Westö - Där vi en gång gått 4/5
Franz Kafka - Slottet 4/5
Scott Fitzgerald - The Great Gatsby 4/5
Franz Kafka - Amerika 3/5
Albert Camus - Främlingen 4/5
Leo Tolstoij - Krig och fred III 3/5
Emma Juslin - Frida och Frida 3/5
Harold Bloom - Hur du ska läsa och varför 3/5
Susan Kuronen - Pääministerin Morsian 1/5
Jared Diamond - The Third Chimpanzee 3/5
Alasdair Grey - The Fall of Kelvin Walker 4/5
George Mackay Brown - Vinland 2/5
Henry James - The American 3/5
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn - One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich 4/5
Mannen i sino prydnad - redaktion 3/5

Films 2007

Under Siege 2/5
Star Wars I A new hope 3/5
Sex, Lies and Videotapes 2/5
Shawshank Redemption 4/5
Courage Under Fire 1/5
We Were Soldiers 2/5
The Simpsons 4/5
Born on the fourth of july 2/5
Jaques Tati - Mon Oncle 4/5
Du Levande - Direted Roy Anderson 4/5

Today is the 8.1 and I am listening to a sad piano song. I don´t know what it´s called. It´s 9:43 PM and no sign of nature is present in my room. My room feels now after the freedom like a cell in a prison. It´s not bad, I´m not unhappy here. It´s just a different way of life I have to get used to. A way of life in which the room is not so important, as things generally. I am still recovering after my cold. It was the worst when the plane was landing in Glasgow. My head was almost exploding. All snot moved from my sinuses to my ears. I was half deaf for two days after this landing. Highly unpleasant.

I woke up late. Around 10 when my phone rang. A girl said Florida please. My voice serves me badly just after waking up, so I had some trouble to speak. The girl presumed she had called to the wrong number since my grunting.
- Maybe this is the wrong number, she said.
- Yes, I said and hanged up.
I did not try to sleep again. I got up. Made myself a couple of sandwiches and juice and tea. I read the latest awful book by John Grisham - The Innocent Man. I feel obliged to read it, because I got it as a present. It´s 500 pages. I am at 312. After breakfast I started my studies, after a break of nearly a month. I did some hard work. I polished my EU essay. At 3 I had a lunch of Scotish broth and rice. It was surprisingly good for being tinned. After dinner I studied some more. At 4:15 Samuel, Fernando and me walked to Lidl. We bought food for around 150 pounds, then called a taxi and unloaded the cargo in rain at Kstreet. There was a lot of food. After that I relaxed. I made hamburgers for dinner. I am a pro at that now. After dinner more relaxing. Now is now.

7.1 Was my first day here. It was Monday and I felt dead in my bed. I had no food so after waking up I just had a cup of tea and walked to uni. I returned a book half an hour late but they didn´t care. I walked from there to Iceland. First I crossed the uni garden, crossed uni avenue and walked towards Queen Margaret. I ran down the stars and enjoyed Ashton Lane. In Iceland I bought my things. Iceland is shit, because the choice is limited and only a few things are cheap. I walked home, lied down in my bed. I woke up when Marco arrived. I greeted him tired. I rested more. Then Fernando arrived. We were surprised to see him so early. He was not expected before Wednesday, but we were wrong. After a dinner consisting of fish and rice. I rested more and then I watched the film The Others. It was a bit hard to understand, but I think I got the idea. After the film Andrea arrived. It was nice to see him again. I had trouble falling asleep.

6.1 It is hard to say when I woke up on Sunday. I was awake at 12 PM. I am sure I slept from 3 - 6 AM and shorter periods between 12 and 3. I slept that night on the ferry between Finland and Sweden. The waves were big. I had trouble sleeping. Somebody behind me stuffed the lights with paper to dim the light. After a while another man came and ripped them down. The paper was burnt and there was smoke. I ate some sweets. I woke up early and ate some porridge in the cafe watching our approach towards Stockholm. I disembarked and walked towards the old town. I had a hole in my shoe. Therefore, as I am a practical man, I had put my leg in a plastic bag to not get wet. I walked first to the Cityterminal. This time it wasn´t closed. I had a breakfast. The waitress was fascinated by scottish pounds. After that I surfed on the bus station web and made a list of interesting museums. At 10:45 I left the bus station for the first museum, The museum of the Nobel prize. It was in the middle of the old city and it was very impressive(and cheap). I even attended a guided tour in english. It was interesting indeed. There was also an exhibition of Robert Capa. He took photos from the D-day, the Spanish war, from China and from Italy during WW II. He died Vietnam with some French troops. He was a friend of John Steinbeck and Ernest Hemingway. After that I enjoyed short films about Nobel laureates for an hour. I also listened to Noble prize speeches and read quotes. From there I continued to Kulturhuset after passing the Royal Castle, the home of the king. In Kulturhuset I saw an exhibition by Martin Parr about the crazy consumption society we live in. It was also worth seeing. From there I walked to the station and took my bag, had a quick lunch at the station McD(please never go to McD). I jumped on a bus and arrived 80 mins later on Skavsta Airport. My flight was on time, others were late. I flew to Glasgow in a lot of Turbulence and I was a bit scared. At Prestwick I ran to the train station and just caught the train. The service stopped in Paisley. From there we took a bus to the Central station in Glasgow. I walked home via the new Tescos. There was no milk or bread. Glasgow was quiet because my ears were deafen. The flat was dark but there was some noise in Samuels´ room. I stepped in and we greeted in happiness. It was great to see him again. We drank tea and I ate noodles. Then I went asleep.

5.1 Was my last day in Finland. I woke up 11 and we ate Wienerschnizel before I left. My parents accompanied me to the station. There I said bye. I stepped on the train. I changed train. Arrived to Åbo and walked to the boat. The boat was packed with Russians. I was pleasantly surprised. I found a nice place on the boat. I had no bed booked so I slept on two chairs. It was OK.

Now I´ll start with new reading and film lists. And here are some more pics I forgot to put last time and some new from Glasgow: ... NO, from new year only!

Last days in Finland

Behind is a wonderful and joyful New years celebration. I got up early, 7:45, on Sunday. I packed my things and had a quick shower and breakfast. My father gave me a bottle of squash and made me to sandwiches. I left Jorvas for visiting my town of studies, Vasa. It is a town with sixty thousand inhabitants. I started my law studies in autumn 2005 there. It was like going abroad, moving 500 km. 

I bought tickets from the ticket office. One seller was pouring water into the pots  where Christmas flowers were growing. I walked down to platform 3 and got on the train. It was an empty and quiet car that I sat in. I read Franz Kafkas The Process. In Seinäjoki, the deepest shit hole in the whole of Finland, I called Linda. 

It was exciting to return to Vasa. It is one of the older town in Finland, but is definitely younger than other European cities. It was snowing and the ground was clean white. I loved that. I walked in the cold weather to Alko and to a market to buy things that had been ordered by the host of the party. It included "Republic" (fin. Tasavalta) vodka.

From there I continued I continued to Linda´s apartment. She is living with two other girls. We chatted and it was fun, like in the old times. That was a very nice time. One small change was that we spoke English, because Linda´s boyfriend doesn´t understand English. I left late. I bought a frozen pizza a la Iceland. 

I entered my old flat. It was white, clean and familiar. I left my things, warmed the pizza, had a shower and tried to rest a while, for being in best shape for the incoming fight. I left 6:30 for Kyrkoesplanaden. Nathalie opened the door when I knocked. We greeted warmly, Frida, Nathalie and me. There I met also Lotta, Ka, Heidi, Rasmus, Lukas and Vladi.

We started eating, talking and drinking. It was great but not nostalgic in the same sense as at Linda´s. We laughed and spoke some English as well because Vladi doesn´t  speak Swedish. We ate for four hours. At 11:30 we walked to Fiskar Stranden to watch the town´s bonfire. It was slippery and icy outside. We walked the short way and arrived just on time. The bonfire was nice. Not very big, but I didn´t mind. We cheered the new year. I was choked when I realised it was 1.1 2008. 

We walked back to the flat. A private driver arrived 10 mins later and drove us to Böle Umgdomsförenings lokal, which is a place for young people to arrange things. We got lost but found our way finally. The rest arrived and we gathered ourselves and we were all there. It was dancing until 5. It was impossible to get a taxi so we walked home. We found a taxi just outside the town. We had been walking for 45 minutes. I finally felt in bed at 6 o´clock.

I woke up again at 10:45 and walked back to Nathalie´s. We ate the rest of the food and I helped washing up. At 2 o´clock I said goodbye. We realised we will meet again in 4 weeks, even less. That is Frida and Nathalie. How nice isn´t that. 

I walked to the train after I had cleaned the flat, quickly. I bought Finnish fast food and got on the train. I slept until Tammerfors (fin. Tampere). From there on I talked with Jan. I was lucky to meet him in the train. He had been on a mission with the army. He has served his time now. When I met him, he had three days left. I felt content have had it done. 

This is how it was when Elias returned to his golden roots.   

The next day 2.1 I woke up too early after the late nights of New Year Celebration. I promised to join Thomas on his way to Åbo (fin. Turku), where he is studying. He picked me up at 9:45. Thomas is a friend of mind since high school, we were about 17 years old. It started snowing when we sat in the car. It was cold and the road a  bit slippery. Two hours later we arrived to Åbo. It was gray and icy. We carried inside some stuff into his flat. From there we drived to buy a desk. I paid for it because he forgot his wallet. So if he is not paying I have a desk in Åbo. We returned after buying food and eating and when we came out again from the flat we realised we had been blocking the way. Somebody was waiting. Then we returned and I had dinner with my family. Later Isak came with his friend Henrik. 

3.1 Yesterday, I woke up 10:30 and was in my pyjama from that time until 6 o´clock. At 6 some neighbour friends arrived. We ate home made pizza and told stories. They stayed for quite some time, but eventually left at 9. 

4.1 Is today. I woke up 10:30 again. I usually wake up at that time nowadays. Isak turned up and we went to a lake nearby. We checked the ice if it was strong enough. It wasn´t, but it´s very cold now here. - 10 in the night and - 5 in the day. No real snow yet though. In the afternoon, me and Titus started recording drums and guitar. We didn´t do that for a long time, because Titus´ girlfriend arrived. I had dinner and now I am sitting here.

Tomorrow I start for Glasgow. I´ll take the ferry to Stockholm and spend the Sunday there. On Sunday at 1800 I start for Glasgow and I hopefully I`ll arrive there in the evening on Sunday.