So... I'm in Finland. It feels weird. Like, really weird. I can't believe I managed to move back without a lightning striking me dead or something. That was probably what my dad was expecting (and maybe hoping) to happen. Sigh.. I seem to have become the new black sheep of the family but at the moment I couldn't care less because it didn't have to be like that. HE chose to behave like this, not me. It's not like I'm the one who's losing something.

On Wednesday I dyed my hair dark brown, it actually looks pretty good even if I say so myself. If I had brown eyes instead of these light blue ones I'd look like a complete foreigner with this tan and dark hair.. Anyway, later that day I met up with Vilja and we had coffee before we met Iiris and went to her "new" flat. It's not really new since she's lived there since February but I had never been there before so to me it's new. We talked a lot and drank margaritas and a bit of sparkling wine. I felt better than in a long time!

Yesterday, after mum got mad at me because of leaving all my suitcases lying around, I gathered them all in one pile and started getting ready for the night. Turned out I had piled the suitcases for nothing because I had a serious clothing crisis and couldn't find anything nice to wear. Seriously, all my tops are too casual or too slutty when combined with a mini. I don't seem to have anything... anything in between casual and "slutty" (basically the cleavages are just humongous). So, after pulling out all my clothes and throwing them around our room I opted for my reliable short black dress. That one always works but I hate wearing always the same clothes when I go out.. it gets boring after some time. Anyway, me and Oona got drunk already at her place (her new flat is awesome as well) and then headed to Redrum. I've never been there but I liked it a lot, definitely worth visiting again. We decided to go home early which was probably a good decision because if we had stayed, I'd probably have spent way too much money and gotten way too drunk. I had enough trouble with getting up this morning. I'm not exactly hungover because I can eat but I feel a bit weak, and this headache... And I'm supposed to go to Ikea with mum today to look for furniture for my flat in Forssa. All I need is a bed, a desk, a chair, book shelf and and... maybe some sort of a carpet and a lamp. I already have lots of stuff here with me so I don't really need much. Which is good, because I'm now officially poor. Thank god for Ikea credit cards.

I feel bad for ignoring this diary for so long.. I'll try to write more often from now on.

Something to listen to:
The-Dream - Ditch That