Till King of The Jungle Calls My Bluff

Whoa. The first feverless day for almost two weeks, you can only imagine how great this feels. Well, mainly weird, because I've been ill for so long that I got used to it. The disadvantage of feeling better is wanting to do things, now that I don't feel like dying I want to go out, see my friends, sing, bake a cake and a million other things, but I can't. I still need to rest and give myself time to recover.

So I have done absolutely nothing today. I slept till noon, lay in bed for a few hours, read a book and watched a film. And stared out the window hoping I could go for a walk. Will have to study maths later, I don't even want to know how much I've fallen behind at school... Oh well.

The book I read was By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept by Paulo Coelho. Coelho is one of my favourite authors and I'm completely in love with his writing style. His novels are so full of life and every one of them seems to change me just a tad. They also remind me of the fact that I'm young and can do anything I want. Have read The Zahir, Veronika Decides To Die and By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept so far, am about to read Brida soon.

Also, since I listen to music 24/7 I'm always looking for new bands and artists to listen to. My latest discovery is Marina and The Diamonds, a Greek-Welsh singer, and I'm obsessed with her single "Mowgli's Road", love it.



Laters,
Tiia

Fate And Friends

Life is strange. You've probably heard that before, but it really is. I mean when you start to think about it, everything that happens is strange. Why do things happen? Alright, I realise that is a big question and people have different kind of answers. Let's say you believe in God. In that case you may believe that God makes things happen, decides what is best for you. Or perhaps you accept the way things are, they simply just happen and that's it. 

I myself have spent quite a lot of time trying to figure out what I believe in, what my answer is. I don't believe in any kind of God. I cannot make myself believe that my decisions aren't my own. Neither can I accept things only because they are that way. I want to know why. Why do things happen?

Now, things could be pretty much anything, but the two words that make me write this post right now are love and friendship. Mainly friendship because I haven't yet experienced love in the way most understand it. So, friendship. We all have many kind of friends. There are our school mates, our parents' friends' children who we have known all our lives, hobby friends, and those friends who become so important that we would do anything for them. 

Some call them "best friends" which is alright, but if you have many - even a few - very close friends, how can you decide who is the best? Of course, if you only know one person who to call your best friend, it's understandable, but I have a few so called best friends, so they are simply Friends to me, with a capital F. The Friends, who will always be there for me no matter what.

My question here is, why have I met them? How is it possible that I have been able to find people so similar or different to me that we fit perfectly together? There's a girl I've known since I was nine, and we are so different that we complete each other. Same thing with my sister, we are similar and different at the same time but we know each other better than anyone else, and are so close that we know what the other is thinking without having to say a word. Then again one of my new school mates and I have so much in common that we get along very well and are becoming good friends. 

Finally, I have saved the best for last. I'm not saying he is the best of all my Friends, but our friendship is something so extraordinary that I can't help but wonder what my life would be like if I didn't know him. You see, we have never met in real life, we're "internet friends". And that's what amazes me. We are friends only because I happened to be bored and happened to find his profile while browsing the internet, only because I happened to like his profile and thought sending him a message would be fun, only because he bothered to reply. What if I had decided to go out with friends that day? If he had thought my message was stupid and not worth answering?

Well, I'll never find out because neither of those things happened. He replied, we started chatting and now I have a 'best friend' who lives 1500 miles away and though I probably won't meet him very soon, he is a part of my daily life. I trust him, know I can tell him anything without having to think whether it will scare him away or not, and for some strange reason he truly cares about me and makes me feel safe. He's like the big brother I never had. 

I'm starting to sound too cheesy so I better stop, but what I'm saying is your friends are your family, and you're allowed to remind them of that. It's obvious you care about them but saying it aloud is a whole different thing, it makes everyone happy. Love your friends and let them know how much they mean to you. That's all.

Tiia

A Castle Can Only Have One King

Has anyone seen a film called The Last Castle starring Robert Redford? I had never even heard of it until I found it yesterday, and because I was so bored I thought I'd watch it. And I did.

The plot in a nutshell: A famous and highly respected General has become a prisoner and is transferred to a military prison run by a notorious Colonel, the villain of the story. The General doesn't like what he sees and decides to teach the Colonel a lesson. What does he do? Plans a genius uprising and takes over command of the castle (the prison is a castle).
Voilá, a film full of heroes, villains, action and wonderful team spirit. Good people are killed, bad people are killed, eventually the good win but their real hero, General Irwin dies because Colonel Winter - who is a coward, let's all hate him, shall we - shoots him.

I kind of liked The Last Castle but it definitely wasn't the best film I've seen. It was quite good, but predictable, you always knew what was going to happen before it did, though, maybe I've just watched too many war films. On the other hand, who doesn't love/admire/know/like Robert Redford? I mean that alone should be a reason good enough to watch a film, so I can't complain, right?

Tiia

Please Don't Stop The Rain

Since I'm trapped in my own home and have nothing better to do, I thought I'd start another blog - this time in English. You know, just in case some of you non-Finnish speakers would like to read it. To be completely honest though, I'm not doing this only for you guys. I simply like writing in English and - as some may have noticed - I'm a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to learning languages, so this is a good way to improve.

The title of this post, Please Don't Stop The Rain, is a song by James Morrison and I am addicted to it. By addicted I mean I've been listening to it for hours now. The lyrics don't have much to do with my mood, but they actually explain the title of my blog:

"You see life is a crazy thing,
There'll be good times and there'll be bad times
And everything in between."

You see, at first I tried to translate the title of my Finnish blog into English, but it would've been something like Life And Stuff, and that doesn't sound too poetic, does it? And when it comes to the madness of life, I think Mr. Morrison is absolutely right. Hence the title.

Anyway, I'm starting to feel quite terrible again, so this is the end of the first post of this blog. Shall write again soon.

Tiia