Hello. I don't know if anyone I used to know on lj still reads this or even remembers me, but I felt a sudden urge to write after years of radio silence, so here I am. My name is still Siiri. I'm 23 years old now. I think I was 16 when I first started this journal ( Read more... )

Hi! I'm super stressed out! All the time! Tomorrow is Saturday and I have a Sociology exam for which I should have studied 1500 pages of books in complicated English. I also have a speech in Japanese, an essay on Sakamoto Ryouma, and other exams. Combined with a desperate hunt for a summer job in this shitty economy. I'll probably have to take my ( Read more... )

i'm so fucking rdurnk i dont know how i managed to sigm in i love mh friends adnd even my boufriend a little and ill frite more later mbut now i must therow up.

Hello it's me. Haven't written in a while. I find it hard to express myself in English these days. Or in the past two years. Ever since I developed a drinking problem, haha. Adventures don't sound even half as funny when you tell them in a language you did not experience them in ( Read more... )

I've been such a shitty Arashi fan lately. On Friday I was too much of an old hag to go see Sho's new movie even though there was a screening at a film festival. Instead, I went to bed. On Saturday I was very wasted and went to the club with the shortest queue because I had to throw up. A couple of weeks ago we ended up in the same club because I ( Read more... )

I'm at school. This autumn semester will be exhausting. Today I've already had two hours of Swedish conversation class early in the morning, then at noon it's two hours of Japanese conversation, and then anthro. Swedish conversation wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, though. It was occasionally even fun. I did most of the conversation with a ( Read more... )

School starts on Monday. I'm mostly disgusted. Ewww four hours of Swedish a week ewwww. But it was a good summer. The best summer. Although it ended in tears. The other day I started crying when I told someone I can't give him more. He told me I shouldn't apologize or feel sorry because I have already given him far more than I could ever imagine, ( Read more... )

Back in Helsinki. On Friday I got flowers. They're bright pink 'cause it's his favourite colour. I went to a bar and kissed a stranger. Some kid from far away who liked old punk and was in Helsinki only for a skateboarding event. Sometimes I had to close my eyes in order for him not to have more than one head. Then in the morning I woke up next to ( Read more... )

Still in the countryside. I love the smell of harvest. Summer's gone. Green turns into a billion colours. I should probably be cramming kanji with sweat in my hat (I love direct and awkward translations of idioms, yes) in order not to embarrass myself to a point of no recovery once school starts, but I can't stop reading fanfic. arashiroadtrip is so good. I ( Read more... )

(Welcome to my hair's journal.)

I wanted a round fringe. So I got one.


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