Thursday, October 22, 2009

hare krishna hare krishna

Met a hindu monk in front of Kamppi. He was wearing a bright orange knit beanie, didn't pay attention to whether he was wearing the robes as well. He said that I looked like a humane person, and asked whether I was interested in their work and stuff. I said I was in a hurry (a semi-lie), so he gave me some garuanga -coconut balls- basicly for free, but I donated 4e for them. He also asked what age I was, and I (quite shamelessly) lied an said that I was 17 and studied at Ressu. Then he let me go after giving me a small flyer and saying that hopefully he would see me at some of their parties. Oh, and at the beginning he asked if we had met before.
Basically almost a complete deja-vu of what happened to Outi with another (or perhaps the same?) krisha-guy :D.
But the coconut balls were really good.

Also went to get my inner conch jewellery changed (now a black-topped glass plug from Gorilla Glasswear ) as the original piercing was done with a titanium barbell (long enough to accomodate even extreme swelling during the intial days of healing), and of course all my piercings have to match. Besides, I wouldn't be able to wear golden or bronze accessories with steel-coloured piercing jewellery.

I'm so glad that next week is exam time, as I only have physics' exam on Wednesday, otherwise just free time. I'm planning on recharging my batteries, partying and catching up in maths. Those are my plans, now it just remains to be seen what I actually manage to get done.

1&2 Got the cutest little china set from Ikea. They're actually kids' toys, but I think you could probably use them for espresso parties. What do you mean you don't have those? I have them at least once a week with Pooh, Urpo and Turpo.
3 The view of my room from my new couch.
4 My art wall. Hopefully it will be full by the end of the school year.
5&6&7 Art from said wall. All of them are just as random as the earlier fetured owl (now taped to Outi's dorm wall in London), so even though I like them now, I might replace them quite quickly. The last one was made partially with recycled Ikea cardboard :D
8 My true love. I don't think I'll ever get tired of veggie soup (usually carrots and potatoes with onion/courgette/scallion/whatever strikes my fancy) with coconut milk, lime/lemon juice, herb salt, curry/chili. The citrus basil leaves are there just for decoration, although they would have mixed well with the other seasonings discounting the curry.

Happened across the new Twilight trailer today, had completely forgotten about it. It actually isn't that bad, if you close your eyes and cover your ears during the mushy scenes. It looks like there will be much more action, and not as much stuff centered around Bella and Edward. But then again, there seems to a love triangle with Bella and Edward & Bella and wolfboy. Also, Dakota Fanning, when did she grow up?

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Yours to keep

I'm supposed to be studying for tomorrow's math's test right now, but in true Kata-fashion I've found tons of other fun (and not so fun, but nescessary) stuff to do. Maybe I'll go to the store after posting this, to buy pepsi and return all the bottles and cans I have (probably worth over 10e). And then study maths. or at least seriously try.
But now, picture time!

I baked mint-chocolate muffins on Sunday (week ago) with Mira. They came out delicious and we ate most of them. We were listening to random music on spotify, when we got a phone call from Anton, and then my room was invaded:

And this is what my room looks like without random people in it + the pretty view from my window:

This Friday Jaakko came over, we ate (was going to make something out of my fancy "low GI vegetarian cookbook", but ended up doing random veggie-couscous dish (mushrooms, carrots, scallion, onion, limejuice, herb salt and curry)), went for a walk at the lil' harbour and he taught me maths (learned more in 30min with him then in all the lectures with our real professor).

Then today I made the same stuff again, and also marianne-crush-pancakes with rasberry jam for pudding. Oh yeah, and I got an inner conch piercing on Wednesday, getting the other ear done when this heals. Also gonna go next Friday to get my scar piece done. How exciting.

Wish me luck for tomorrow!
xoxo (Kata)riina

Monday, October 5, 2009

It was a sad story, which is why it must be told, said the old ski instructor.

She fell from the second floor balcon with the open French windows. You could only hear a whisper of a sound, the whistling of the air against her light child-like body, before she hit the ground without the usual thud. Next her sisters came, two together -third's the charm, I guess, although does it count here?- with their pretty, slightly mournfully coloured lace parapluie opened. They land farther away then their sister, did a few graceful rolly-pollies before stopping and turning to look at the lump on the ground. By then I have reached her, and time seems to stop
as I look at the Little Sister lying on the tall grass. Her head is bleeding,
but the dark blood seems oddly pretty, even though I've always thought that romanticising Death doesn't sit well in reality. But she did look rather like she was asleep, just with blood-soaked hair and thistles as her pillow and matress.

"Sounds like a sad story", I said to the Instructor, "What happened?", but then it was his turn to go.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

and I did all my best to smile

I'm rather tired, but am going to write this update anyways, since it's been long overdue, and I will be quite busy tomorrow; I have to clean my room, wash a few weeks' worth of laundry, bake cupcakes, make veggie soup, study maths&physics&javacode and then spend the evening with Mira <3. Wow... two weeks since the last update (and my promise to update more frequently...). Where to start? Maybe I'll just plunge in, and write about stuff as it comes to my mind.

I've been listening to alot of new music during the past few weeks, playing around with Spotify. I've just added whatever I like to a random-playlist, since I'm too lazy to make several playlists, and am not the kind of person, who likes to listen to just ____ kind of music continuously, but rather like to mix metal/classic/pop/hiphop/whatever strikes my fancy.
At the moment the playlist includes The Flobots, Jackson 5, Editors, Tim Buckley, the A-ha, the Police, Pain, Edith Piaf, Public Enemy, the Smiths, She & Him, Philip Glass...
My dad brought my guitar with him on Wednesday, now I just have to find the time to play it. I want to take lessons, but have to first find a teacher.

I just finished drawing this random drawing of an owl. I am rather pleased with it - 99% of my good art works come into existence without unnescessary planning or thinking, and this one is no exception. An a different note, I've been searching through Desing Is Mine for decoration inspiration, and I've got several good ideas. I've gotten back into the mood of doing art, and looking at design blogs is uplifting and inspiring.
Dad brought among the other stuff, my fabric markers, and I've got several blank canvas totes to play with, but I'm rather tempted by the idea of just continuing decorating the white bag with new green designs, and doing some stiching on the canvas totes.
I'm also going to cut out some letters out of sunshine yellow carton, to string up on my windown, spelling out some silly message like KSS. Maybe I'll change them once a month or something.

donnie darko
Finally got around to watching the film, and found it as enjoyable as I thought I would. Gary Jules' "Mad World" is still haunting even after dozens of times of listening to it. I remember that three years back (?) Outi and Lauri sang the song in BotB, and that was the first time I herd the song.
Another film I need to see is 500 Days of Summer ,as the trailer is cute and the soundtrack is even more awesome.


I've decided that chasing boys is a waste of time. And though Inka said that it would be okay, if I turned gay, chasing girls would be even more difficult, what with the heterosexuals-homosexuals ratio in the population. I'm just too much of realist/pessimist, too tired of embarassing myself and getting my feelings hurt -or worse yet, hurting someone else- to bother trying to find someone. More than 99% (the one exception being my elementary school sweetheart, if it even counts) of the time I let myself fall for someone, they aren't interested in me because of my personality, or there are hotter girls for offer. If there really is supposed to be someone there out there, we'll find each other some way, or maybe we won't. At least if I don't try, I can still entertain the notion of someone being interested in me, instead of getting rejected again and again.
Wow, way to go all teenage-angst on your readers, Kata. And also go all bipolar/schitzofrenic, with speaking to yourself in the third person.

Yours truly,

P.S. The weather's getting colder and colder, I've already started wearing gloves, scarves and hats. Oh autumn/winter clothing, how I love thee. I could do without the rain/sleet, though.