The Pope is speaking again. He's drawling and looks like he's forced to sit there and speak. Huhhh. Getting worse every year. Whatever the tradition is I think that he should retire. He doesn't look like he's enjoying at all. Maybe he is then. I dunno. Not so bad teeth but it makes me sick to watch that x-mas speech. So I am not watching it anymore. I guess I'll never understand these kind of traditions: "almost dead man gotta speak!".

I go and boil some water and make a cup of tea.

It couldn't be more white. It's snowing and I can see reindeers through the window if I just lift my head. But what? I thought Santa is busy this evening and tomorrow. At least the reindeers don't look like busy. They just eat and be lazy. Hmmmmh. And the national tv channels show the same programs like every christmas. What else would I need? Nothing really.

Weather's still the same - warm and wet. Huhhh. I can't say I'd really like it. Some woman near Lahti probably didn't either. Yesterday I travelled to the school by train again and a woman jumped (they say it was an accident but who would wander in the dark and wouldn't see the train coming...ummmh..ok whatever) under the train at 7:20am and later I was late from the school ½ an hour. She didn't make it and I didn't make it.

I've been working with my new homepage.

That's about it.

It's a whining day:

It has been raining alot today. Winters aren't what they used to be when I was a kid. I don't remember that it would've been raining in December very often. And the last December was exactly the same.

It was the second day at school after job practising period. Not very fun. Not fun. She returned our reports and everybody complained about her indistinct instructions. There are several annoying little details about our teacher(s) but the worst thing I can't stand is being subjective (what it comes to the grades and stuff). Though using one-sided teaching methods is also bad.

And on a day like this (grey and wet) it's just too much. I came home too early and now I'm looking at my timetable and the subjects... "bullshit, bullshit, aww..there I should go..and this could be useful (usuall it's not anyway)..bullshit..." and I can't decide whether to go to the school tomorrow or not. I'm going. I have to. I even promised to send the notes to one classmate and it's kinda impossible to do if I'm not at school. When I realize that my school sucks and the weather is bad.. all I can do is think about something else, something nice. Or then I could watch some really awful movie again so I could remember how nice my life is.

The greatest moment was when I went to the local department store in the evening, just before the closing time. There weren't so many people and they played x-mas music. Usually it's only stressful to go to shops under x-mas but now it was different. I was like "la-la-la-la" watching x-mas decorations (I wasn't really singing, I don't want to give a headache for people).

I just came home by bus today and who was there? Our arrogant bus driver. Geeezz... I hate him. Always gotta have a comment on something that a passanger doesn't do right IHHO (=In His Humble Opinion) and be just..mean! I don't know what his probelm exactly is but he's been like that as long as I remember. Over 7 years I guess because he's been there since I went to the 7th grade when I was 13. I wish I'll never become like that.

I think I've found out why girls suck at math and science and are only able to speak and giggle. Yea, I've solved the mystery. Just go to any supermarket and go to the toy department. Pink toys for girls and blue toys for boys (or however, parents buy stuff for their children like that anyway). And what are those pink ones? Dolls, dolls and dolls (and a few teddy bears of course). Ok, then, what are those blue ones? Everything possible. Everything cool. Legos, cars, building stuff, games, weapons etc etc. So isn't that pretty simple? Girl gets a doll and speaks like "Knock, knock!" "Who's there" - opens the door - "HI IM BARBIE! WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO TO THE BEACH WITH ME, HANDSOM KEN?!?!!?" "Ok, LET's GO!". At the moment the boy builds a house and a car and kills the monster (or the teacher) and learns how to play with the Gameboy. See.