FYI

We got an alert of a cheap rental apartment in Kemi and decided to go to take a look as we went to see our good friend, Ookami no Mori, when we found few others and as the first one was taken because we waited for too long, J took matters to her own hands and made the call, rescheduling the apartment visit and half an hour later, while the second visit to Oklaholmankatu failed (he had been given entirely wrong keys), we took it before the student boy and his mother could, so now, we have a rental apartment in the middle of fucking Kemi! Our dream city. We simply fell in love with the laid back seaside city.

We had the office run today and once we move and get things settled, we officially change our addresses.

Our homes took it well, I was expecting a shitstorm from my grandparents, but they don't seem to be angry, disapprove the fact I will take my cat with me and we are going with my car for now. He thinks my car is too old... She's just fine, I say. Now I just need to figure out what to take with me.

Had an anxiety attack at the sauna, freaking out and crying, having bottled it up for half a week. I'm sure we'll be fine, I just... broke down. I'm not overly sure why, maybe just... was overwhelmed. Our friend's family was so much help it's unreal.

Oh well, I gotta quit writing for now and start baking, promised to bake blueberry cookies and muffins. Packing and searching for my shit begins tomorrow.

Packing for a small dorm room

It's pain. We need to pack as little as possile, bu enough for the both of us to keep gong for a year. The info about the condition of the rooms and the size, plus other common things to know in this school is abysmal. We are not even sure can we get toilet paper for free. The website is maddeningly UNhelpful. Gah.
I don't really know how this is gonna work out. One thing is sure, if other peope don't do their chores and make noise on week nights, I'm gonna blow a fuse or two. Already a with gramps, who is getting on my nerves with spectacular success rate. Again. Clearly I'm tired of living here...

That was the final straw for my back

Great. Gramps took my car to his nephew. It was just fine, nothing wrong with it. Until they switched the battery. And that was the moment when Goldscythe (the nickname that I gave to my Toyota Avensis) decided to prove she is a Decepticon. The radio died again. Again. For good. Thank heavens I took the Cain's Offering CD Gather the Faithful outta there. They tried everything to get it back to work, but no avail. The goddamn problem radio stayed blank. Gramps is gonna buy a cheap external player with CD, radio and MP3 hookup to it. I have my doubts. He complains about my financial situation, but then he does that, spends money on me. Rarely, but still...

I'm tired and sore. Both physically and mentally. I feel useless. I guess my only option would be send an email to the curator, but I'm an awkward person when it comes asking things. No wonder all my penpals quit writing with me, since I don't ask any questions. Usually. In the workshop, all the little questions, like simple one like: Why? was met with irritation and claims that I'm highly negative person. No wonder I stopped questioning anything. I'm raising my hands in defeat.

I'm gonna be singing this when I can leave Powerpark behind me for good. I hate that place.

No matter what, now sit, watch and learn

Great. Why did I agree to go to Ikata for entrance exams, when I seriously don't want to go to that place?! I'm an idiot. Nothing more. 168km via the route I'm going to take. I'm exhaused already. *sigh*

Simply the best

It lives! My car radio works again! And now I know how to fix it when it does it again <3

This baby is my dream car. I even have a poster of it. 1967 Shelby Mustang GT500. Ironically, my significant other claims -67 Chevy Impala as The Fave. I think Supernatural might have something to do with it. Or not. I can openly blame Gone In 60 Seconds for this.

I just wanna live

Oh boy... The bug in the radio is unfixable. It'd cost 2000€ to get a new radio, because the rest of the electronics are in the same screen. Mother of god gramps can be an ass. We both are grumpy because granny woke us up by screaming at 5am... Going to the Toyota garage isn't gonna help anything, it just blows up faster then. Sooooooo... Akkuliike it is. Fuck this shit. I just want my CD back. The car would be totaled if it was Sonata. Almost put Silence into the CD slot on Monday. Thank god didn't.

This is the beat

Just watched Fast & Furious 5. WHAAAAAT A MOVIE! I love fast and cool cars, even though I think it's the driver that matters the most, not the car.