Explanations

Hi you all! Now we can say that long time no see. Yes yes I know that I haven't posted anything for like two weeks. Yeah I am sorry but I have really really good reason for that. You want to hear it?(That's mostly stupid question when you are already reading this but anyway)

1.
I was once again in Turkey. Hurray from now on you will hear a lot of traveling stories.(Sounds fun?)
2. 
In our hotel we were supposed to have a network but when we got there we heard that network wasn't working for some random reason. And we heard from the others that it didn't work when they arrived, so damn.
3.
Without network my tablet was basically useless. So I wasn't able to write at all. Kind of pissed me off because now I will have to try and remember all the things that happened. And in my head, live posting sounded really cool. But no is a no.
4.
I can do it now when I am back in Finland.

There I was

That's all I can explain and you will hear all about it next two weeks, oh my, you really think I am so sure, hell no. As if I would know what I am going to talk next time. See ya.

Young

Hi! We all know that we all are just once young, right? So why do we have to be so stupid at the time when we are young? Anyway that wasn't today's point.

This is what my mornings look like

I don't know how this matter is in other countries but in Finland it is like this:
We young study hard to get a good job and of course our studying costs something like our time and school books(those are just poor examples, sorry) So when we are done with the school, we get certificate. But in fact(I would like to remind that this is only my opinion) we graduate from school as unemployed and it will take long time before we get job. And in Finland they are going to make it so that people have to work longer before they can retire. It is already like at age of 63 but they are going to make is like looooonger. Screw them. Like when can we young ones get a job, huh?!

I hope from my heart that people who decide about these things would think about the other end of life. Young ones. I hope some countries are different from Finland. Have a nice day at work if you have one. See ya.

Tall or short

Hi! Today I am going to ask you about different appearances. There are some questions that I am gonna try to answer in a general opinion. This will be quite short because I'm kind of in a hurry so, sorry.

Question number 1:
How tall should the other one be when you are dating?
Answer:
Most people prefer for the man to be the taller one.

Question number 2:
What are ideal personalities when dating?
Answer:
Many like person to be different from themselves.(who would like to date someone who is just like them?)

Question number 3:
Does it matter what kind of family they come from?
Answer:
No. It is thanks to them that they are like this.

Keys open thing, do you own your hearts key?

That's it. What is the first thing we question about a person we meet the first time? Is is heart? Or is it the looks? Who knows. See ya.

Let's play!

Hello to you all lovely people who are lovely enough to read my blog. <- That's what I call annoying. Yes forgive me but I am not that^ kind of person. The way I say "Hi." is simply saying "Hi you all!" some people don't like it. Sorry. But that's my way doing stuff. That's it for the 'hi'-thingy. Today we have something else to talk and think about, isn't that right?

We all know that I am tomboy(well some don't because you haven't read my blog before but that's true). So I do all the kind of boy-like things. But I do have the girly side too, but today we are not talking about that either(yes, i am getting sidetrack). Let's say this is boy-side of me.

Jackdaw at Caribbean Sea

Edward Kenway

I have PS3(to you who don't know what it is, please use Google!) and of course I have games for it. My favorites are Assassin's creed III and Final Fantasy XIII-2. But from those two AC-III is the number one! So all those who don't know nothing about AC-III, let me tell you, I am too lazy to explain things so please go to Wikipedia and search or you can simply go and click this link:  Assassin's Creed III
and those who know can scream:"That's not it" or they can just quietly nod their heads at home. Soon enough there will be new game joining to the Assassin's creed series and I can't stand still. The fact that Ubisoft made the Assassin's creed III so amazing that it was hard to stop playing(at least for me, I don't know about you guys). And now they are going to do something even better. All the trailers have been amazing and the demo was wicked. All the player who are waiting for the game are unable to just stay still.
We will all wait for the Black Flag to rise.

There is one question about this all: "Why to be so excited about some game?" The one who knows the answer might remain silent. See ya.

Wait

What are we all always waiting for? Miracle? Luck? Love? For our really "exciting" lives? Do we just wait for things to be better. Some of us just kneel in front of mirror and beg for better life. Others try to do something about it.

If we are not happy with something, we either blame someone for it or fall into depression. Why can't we stand up? Why can't we stay strong and be happy with what we already have? In this huge world there is always someone who has less than you have. The question is am I the bottom of us all? Are we all just scared of that small question? And what about those who are on top? Why do you need more money or more fame if you are already on top?! Why? And if you are rich why can't you share that huge pile of money, even little bit could save many. Are we so greedy?

As for me I was a child with a silver spoon. And as all world crashed so did my world. I was quite young at the time and I had to grow up, and fast. How can child be adult in a no time? I got huge shock from what I suddenly started reading from the magazines. All magazines were full of how the World suffered of recession that knew nothing about. It was time when I really had to learn things to keep my two small feet on the ground. At the time I also made big barrier around myself, I didn't trust anyone, I didn't believe in anyone, I didn't  value anything. I was like hard stone that was being thrown around by other people. I grew cold.

Looks like winter in Finland.

But when people started to fall around me I got stronger. I believed that I could do some
thing. At the time when people were falling it was me who was trying to keep them standing, I earned the name:"Mami". People told me about their problems and worries, all I could do was just listen. But that somehow helped everyone. I felt needed. Maybe that's what we want, even just once in the while, makes us believe in things.

This is how I became me, and this is me. Luckily nowadays people are stronger, and I am once again useless. But I hope you are stronger after reading this because I believe that when you get to know the fact that other people have also problems. Your problems seem smaller. So please, share your problems. See ya.

Us

I wake in the morning tired of sleeping.
Get in the shower and make my bed alone
I put on mu makeup talking to the mirror.
Ready for a new day without you.

And I walk steady on my feet, I talk, my voice obeys me.
I go out at night, sleep without the lights.
And I do all of the things I have to keeping you off my mind.
But when I think I'll be alright I am always wrong 'cause

My hands, don't wanna start again.
My hands, no, they don't wanna understand.
My hands, they just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find.
My hands, they only agree to hold.
Your hands, and they don't wanna be without.
Your hands, and they will not let me go,no, they will not let me go.

I talk about you now and go a day without crying.
I go out with my friends now, I stay home all alone.
And I don't see you everywhere and I can say your name easily.
I laugh a bit louder without you.

And I see different shades now and I'm almost never afraid now.
But when I think I'll be okay I am always wrong 'cause.

My hands, don't wanna start again.
My hands, no, they don't wanna understand.
My hands, they just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find.
My hands, they only agree to hold.
Your hands, and they don't wanna be without.
Your hands, and they will not let me go,no, they will not let me go.

Sometimes I wake, I see them reaching out for you.
Quietly breaking whatever shields I spent so long building up.
I cannot fake 'cause when they cry I'm unspoken.
They miss holding my baby.

This the lyrics of the Leona Lewis-My hands song. And I wrote this because this's for the people who have lost their loved ones. We all are one of them when we get old. Because in this World there isn't anyone who hasn't lost their loved one, so we can always say: We are not alone. See ya.

...

Hi. Let's say that I am really disappointed. Why do we think about what other will think if we do this or that? Why can we just do as we please? Well of course, we have to follow the laws and rules, but why do we have to let someone decide what's good for us. Why are we so afraid of the public eye that judges us all the time?

Nobody knows the answers to those questions but I think it's stupid. Why couldn't you be yourself? While walking in the streets and someone looks at us we immediately think; "Is my hair okay? Is there something on my shirt? Is my style stupid? Why are they looking at me?". Why can't we just think; "Oh, they are looking, let them look." or "Am I really THAT good-looking?". Have some self-confidence! Be more sure that you DO look good today. And so what if some kid spilled his juice on shirt, it doesn't matter. You are good as you are. Why can't you be happy like that? Why should we look like dolls? Dolls aren't alive, they can't do the thing you CAN do. And so what if you screwed up at work or at school. That's past, look ahead.

Of course, there're things that you can't do. Like I am not able to sing. At music class, I still can always enjoy my time. I can play piano or guitar or something else. Even thought I can't sing, I enjoy the fact that others can sing and that they are singing while I play. Why can't I enjoy that? Why should I sulk while others are singing?
I know that in this World there are so many people that can't sing, just like me. But I believe that all of us can still enjoy music.

We are humans. If we can't do something, we do something else instead. The only question that you have to ask yourself is: "Why couldn't I?"

While writing this I was listening Emeli Sandé- Read all about it and because of the piano playing I tapped in rhythm as if I was the one playing the piano. I call that "piano writing" because I do it quite often. See ya.