i suppose i passed the exam. wrote on curriculum planning on local and school levels. facts copied from my notes, covered with argumentation from the given out articles and sprinkled with some criticism of individualism to please the teacher.

the reason i haven't been updating is i've moved flats and haven't got a computer in the new one yet. bye ta-ta again.

i'm selling those fucking donuts, singin to myself "in this coastal town they forgot to shut down, come armageddon, come armageddon come" and i find myself really wishing it was to come... @@

i'm going to check out a flat at 5 pm. 17 square meters, 395 € in vallila.

if that's no good or goes to someone else, i suppose i'll have to accept my mother's final offer of RENTING, not giving me a flat.

A link.

"Jari-Erik Nurmi ja hänen työtoverinsa esittelevät erityisen haitallisen ajattelu- ja toimintastrategian, joka on tyypillinen syrjäytyneille nuorille. Tällä tarkoitetaan, että ongelmia ennakoidaan keskittymällä onnistumisen kannalta epätarkoituksenmukaiseen toimintaan. Näin saadaan samalla tekosyitä, joiden avulla itse aiheutettu epäonnistuminen ( Read more... )

in less than an hour i'm heading for my first day as a doughnut boy. god forgive me.

this morning i almost learned to play rock'n'roll suicide and suddenly remembered the geniosity of early bowie.

clash: give 'em enough rope. cure: kiss me kiss me kiss me. hooverphonic: jackie cane. rolling stones: sticky fingers (org. version with the zip fly!). sex pistols: never mind... buzzcocks: love bites & a different kind of tension. nina hagen band: s/t. iggy: brick by brick. elvis costello: this year's model.

i'm broke. i mean really.

seems i've broken my right index finger or something. it's been terribly sore for almost a week now. i just can't figure out what i've done to it.

our time in the countryside was merry. lots of booze, you see.

i am gonna be a doughnut boy. yeah, go on, laugh. i'm PROUD of it.

*off to cook nut pilaf*