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  1. The Song of Solomon

    Tuesday, 13 May 2008

    Okay, it was mothers day on sunday. I remembered it on saturday evening when my mother called and asked if I was gonna visit them. LOL
    I decided to write something for her, like a little story or smth...about my feelings and stuff like that. But I was too tired and ended up watching TV instead.

    I don't normally watch TV, I don't have time for it, plus it's so boring. I can't concentrate on it for more than 4 minutes. I practically count seconds until the commercials start and I can close the damn thing.
    But this time I saw a film with Rowan Atkinson. It was called "Keepin Mum". It was in cinemas a bunch of months ago & I never had time to go and see it.
    And I swear...it was like...one of the best films I've seen in a long time. Exactly for my taste. And it didn't get cheesy in the end or anything. It was super.
    I'd tell more about the film, but some suckers haven't seen it and I'd ruin it for them.

    Anyway, I got an idea from that film. You see, Atkinson played a priest or smth like that, and he read The Song Of The Salomon from the Bible. And it sounded...almost hypnotical. Very beautiful....very melodical...calming...romantical. I'm gonna add a link so you can listen to it on youtube. Ignore the video though.







    So I thought I'd like to read the longer version of it. And I found it on the internet & it was really beautiful. Then I took out my estonian bible. It's like...the biggest book you've ever seen, I swear. Nobody in our family is religious, so it was covered with dust ...and the remains of dinosaurs. (I had to use a shovel to get it out from the bookshelf)
    Actually the song is like a conversation between a man and a woman, about love and sex... and rock'n'roll. Okay the last part wasn't true. XD
    So I took only the woman parts and wrote them on this huge paper...A3...and drew a bit and stuff. I really did it with all my heart and thought about my mother the whole time. The handwriting came out a bit wobbly and the picture's not much of a picture but still...I did it for more than 5 hours.

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    The next day I went to my parents house and gave it to her and added that I really mean what I wrote and it comes straight from my heart. And I swear, when I looked into my mothers eyes, I thought: omg, she is exactly like me because she gets emotional when people tell or do stuff like this. And I would get emotional too. I wouldn't hide it, so didn't she. And the way her eyes got full of tears... At least I know where I got my emotionality and emphaty. Because I really am a very epmphatic person and when somebody shares a worry with me, I really feel it and live it through with them.
    I also felt that...it didn't matter what I wrote...for her it was more important that I said ...I mean it, mom.
    I think I will blog about my mother some other day more. I feel I have some things I have to say. Plus I will post the english translation of the thing I wrote to her. It really is beautiful.




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    All electricity went away in my apartment the other night by the way. And I called my dad: "Hey, is it possible that all the lamps burn out on 2 floor in one night at the same time?"
    My dad was like: "...no..."
    Me: "Okay, ciao"

    then 30seconds later my phone rings:
    Dad: "S?"

    :D anyway, I found out that one of my neighbours pulled out the cable or something like that because my music was too loud. It has never happened to me before, I was totally shocked.But I guess they were those mother and son living upstairs. I used to go to the same school with the boy and one time we went swimming with our class and his mother was one of the moms who drove us with her car. I happened to be in their car and I still remember how...we were about 8 years old...there was somebody who almost hit the car and then the boys mother said: flip him the bird

    And everybody in the car laughed and thought : what a cool mom!!!
    But not me.I thought it was immature and not feminine. Don't get me wrong, I've been using my midde finger pretty carefree over the times, but still...I don't think a mother should said this to her little son. I felt it was stupid.
    Anyway, here we are again. I guess she just said to her son: go and kill the girl and then steal her speakers. Lol
    They suck, like totally.
    The best part is, why I actually even mentioned this electricity thing, that ahahahaha...all lights went down BESIDES the lamp in my room and my computer and my speakers and subwoofer, ahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
    I bet they were a bit surprised when the music kept on playing.
    XDXD
    I'm telling you, God has mercy on blondes. Maybe the fact that I was reading bible helped.
    :D



    The other thing I wanted to write about was how me and M went out one night some weeks ago and then after coming from the club, outside, one guy stopped me and said: Can we take a picture of you two?

    I was like: aaaaa....naaaaaah

    But my friend said yes, like always.

    I don't really get the thrill from letting people take pictures of me at 4 in the morning after dancing and drinking for several sweaty hours. Anyway, the guy took lots of pics and I'm pretty sure he zoomed me. Which is not nice.

    Then they asked if we had boyfriends and I pulled SEMU from my bag and the guys, who were actually brazilians, were like: wow..he looks...wow...interesting.

    They flipped the postcard and noticed there was something written on the back. I said it's in finnish 'cause SEMU is finnish. So the brazilians said with proud in their voices: tomorrow we are going to Helsinki. Do you know Helsinki?

    Me and my friend very ironically said: nooooooooooooooo

    Should I mention that every single estonian has been to Finland for...I don't know...six hundred and seventy eight times?

    So he asked if I could read what it said.

    And I read it.

    And then the next line was in swedish and the guy asked me if I could read swedish. I was like: yeyea sure, I'm half swedish, I can speak it fluently.

    Basically, I lied. :D

    By that time a third brazilian had joined us. His looks were....lets say he falls into the category of "a snake with glasses". When I was a child we had a russian cartoon...animals in the jungle...there was a parrot..and a corocodile...and also a snake with glasses. Well, you can imagine it.

    So I did my best swedish accent with all the ups and downs of the voice and everything. And the guys were super serious. And then the third guy said: I've been living in Stockholm for 5 years.

    XDXDXDXD

    shit!!!! XD

    Tonight happened this rather cool thing. I was sitting in the middle of the night with my friend M on the grass on some random corner in the Old Town drinking wine when about 3 guys and a girl walked past and invited us to Kuku club. I've never been there and as I was rather drunk I agreed to join them. I was sitting on a hillside, higher than the street and there was like a...wall...from which I had to jump down. And the guy stood there and wanted to help me and I remember I said: Go away damnit, you'll get severe damages. And the girl and the rest of the boys laughed.Which is funny because usually girls you don't know don't laugh at your jokes unless they are lesbians. Whiiiiich kinda makes me wonder now...*glnks*

    So we went to the club and as we stood there I suddenly noticed a familiar face. It was E! My old friend! We went to 5th grade together and we were deskmates. We had tons of fun back then, both about 12 years old and totally crazy. We used to watch Beavis & Butthead together and then we decided I was Beavis and she was Butthead and we drew ourself passports with pictures and visas and everything. I even had a drivers licence. I remember once we walked around in our school and tried to arrest guys 5 years older than we were, with our Beavis & Butthead FBI badges, and then one of the guys poured a bucket of water on E. She was soaking wet! And then we went to schoolyard and played with little glass marbles as if everything was okay and others looked at us like....whattheheck. :) I think a lot of people were jealous of us because we really were good friends and always laughing and it was never boring for us. Anyway, now I met her again and I hadn't seen her for 7 years, because she moved to another city, Virtsu, it's like ...far. :D And then we lost contact & I always kinda felt that she didn't like me anymore because once I tried to send her an e-mail and she never replied. I really liked how warm she was now. She was like: S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I was like E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D And we changed numbers immediately and she said she would like to meet me as soon as possible. I was like...yeayea we'll see about that... But after we went into separate directions she sent me a SMS saying S you havent changed a bit!!! And I was like awwww.... And this morning she called me! And said she would really like to meet me tonight. Like how sweet is that! Amazing. :) I love when people are open and lovely with me, then all my best features come out too, because I like to be openhearted and lovely too! :D I guess you could call me a human mirror, because I reflect how you act with me. If you are nice, then I am very very nice, I am normal me. But if you treat me like shit, then it's very hard for me to go back to being the same person. I will always remember and I will be cold for a long time. I can be nice, but I'm distant. I think it has a lot to do with my zodiac sign.

    Anyway, this post is already longer than it should be. My bible got scared. I'll stop now. :) Have a nice day, I'm going back to sleep. Come on,it's 1pm, perfect time for sleeping.


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