PAUSE! This was copied and pasted from my blog and definitely not a LiveJournal-styled post, but I thought this was really important and personal in a LiveJournal way that I should at least have it copied here. So, here's everything I wrote word for word in my blog post about coming out shortly after I did so via mass texts and a Facebook status of ( Read more... )

My intention was to follow up on my experience in Oulu; it feels so far away at this point. That being said, I shan’t skip it entirely ( Read more... )

I’ve placed myself in the cafeteria of Oulu University. I thought it important to write here before I left for Oulu, and I did, in fact, make the cut. I figured it a plan to write once before my departure to Oulu, but then later decided I’ll just sum everything up upon my return. Against this sentiment, I am writing right now. I have half an hour ( Read more... )

My departure from New Jersey seems already as if it took place a lifetime ago, yet I’ve been in Finland no longer than five (fulfilling) days. The day of, I spent less time packing as much as re-packing because my suitcases ate too much of my stuff and grew fat-too fat as decided by airline regulations. On my first flight, I sat next to a cute ( Read more... )

Here I sit. I arrived at my mother’s place in New Jersey only three days ago, but clocks turn slothful when you’re located somewhere you’d rather not be. I knew this stay would count six nights, yet I began packing on the first. I’ve met with my father a couple times already. Anyone who knows our relationship can imagine that these experiences were ( Read more... )

It’s a quarter to 10am and I am pants-less and blanket-wrapped, sitting on a couch in a pretty luxurious home where my friend is home-sitting a professor’s fancy pad in Saratoga Springs, NY-a place for Skidmore College students and upperclass folk looking to bet on horses. Mike and Adina have yet to wake, so all is still and silent and even the ( Read more... )

My first time at Bowery Ballroom.

Buddy Wakefield was the first to hit the stage. He walked out and started right away. He was a spoken word poet. His performance was sick. He had some great lines. I remember one was "And if you don't agree with my opinions, then after the show my family and your family can come together and have a war", hahaha. ( Read more... )

Short Survey, Please Click (Don't fill it out if you're not serious)

Real men Scrawny Finnish boys don't sleep.

40 Things You Never Think to Ask

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
Yes

2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?
Sometimes because I think it feels nice (but never on the first time)

3. When's the last time you've been sledding?
Years ago

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
Depends on circumstances

5. Do you ( Read more... )