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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH that last post hahahaha.
Damn you fucker. That's it, Rich, I'm so changing my password now. Whore.
Edit: Oh, and if it wasn't you, please do tell me so.
I think I gave you the password to my e-mail and not my livejournal... but I'm not sure. But if it wasn't you, then I have no idea who the hell it might have been. But yeah, you can always of logged into my e-mail account and had my livejournal password sent to you. So yeah, whore in that case.
I'm at my cousin Mari's house now, and I think I'll be able to upload some AUTHENTIC pictures onto her computer and then upload them onto my photobucket so I can update my journal with them in. 'Cause my camera's ran out of space. But yeh.
Mari and her boyfriend are hot. Hahaha.
She's got 2 cats, one chihuahua and 2 guinea pigs. The guinea pigs' food smells. And I'm supposed to sleep in here as well. Damn.
Edit 2: AHAHAHAHA. Just saw my userinfo. "I'm gayer than you."
Oh man, it so must be Rich. I mean, seriously, I can't think of anybody else who would do something like that right now. Bastardo.
ROVANIEMI SOOOOON. shopppinggggggg!
Edit 3: AA-HA! so it was rich. WHORE. i've changed passwords now though. suckerrrr.
more diary:
Been to the cottage Arja rented. It was fun, sort of. Less boring than I thought it would be.
I swam in the lake. Even though you could only see like 10 cm into it. Nearly panicked and stuff but yeh, I SURVIVED. hahaha.
And there were lots of blueberries, and i picked a cup full of them. I don't think spiders scare me as much anymore, there were lots of spiders while I was picking the berries and I didn't mind too much. I continued picking. So yeah. Then Arja made a pie, but it didn't taste that good (apparently she had forgotten the recipe for pies so bleh). oh well.
I caught 2 fishes, my brother caught 5. Irmeli caught 2. XD Both my brother and I caught 2 big fishes.
And we sauna...-ed both nights. I'm used to 80-90 degree saunas and they kept heating it up to 100-110 degrees. arghh.
oh, and yeh the 2nd night my brother came into the sauna with me. :l and yeh errr we started talking about stuff. and i was really grossed out by now. and he apparently had tried to measure his willy with his fingers when i went out to cool down for a moment 'cause when i came back in he was like "my willy is this long!", showing with his fingers. so, as the helpful big sister I am, i went "you're supposed to measure it when it's hard. on the upper side, from the shaft to the top." and then he went "my willy goes hard" which made me go, in my head, "WOOOW, i always thought you were an impotent bitch!", but then, the thingy that brought my grossed-outness to the edge was that he said "and i masturbate too" after it. YES, BECAUSE I MEAN I NEVER KNEW EVEN THOUGH IT WAS BLATANTLY OBVIOUS DID I? gross. so i went "every boy masturbates, basically." and he went "as do every girl." which to i went "only like more than half of them." and he went "like 75%!" (did he even hear me say "more than half of them"?). then i went out i think. GROSS. now comfort me (or hypnotise me and remove the memory), my view upon masturbating has probably been permanently damaged. I CAN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT WITHOUT FEELING SICK. urghghghgh.
Oh, and yesterday was my grossmutter's birthday. yeh. 83 FUCKING YEARS OLD. seriously. she's gonna croak any second now. :( hahahah.
and yeh... Antti was there! And I've been too scared to go see him for like 2-3 summers straight now. he's like 17 now. but he doesn't seem like it. he's not the type of person whose age you think about anyway. still fat and still cute. even though he's trying to grow a beard hahha! and yehhhh, i still fancy his personality lots. argh. oh well.
and yeh in the evening, everybody got drunk. And the attic-room thingy where my brother, cousin and I sleep in was just as hot as a fucking sauna. so naturally neither of us could fall asleep (i had been trying for 4 hours), and my grandma was up washing the dishes. :l hahaha.
and yeh so we decided to go outside 'cause apparently the adults had gone to Eeva's to continue drinking and shit. and i went out in my pyjama. and then we came there and they were all so fucking drunk that it was gross. but yeh. so we decided that my mum stays the night there and i sleep in my mum's bed since it's way cooler in the room she sleeps in.
Kimmo wasn't able to walk up the stairs backwards properly. (there are only like 4 steps and he nearly fell on the last one)
then we went back and talked with my grandmother and it led to her talking about when she was young and when it was war. my brother tried to make smartass comments, and naturally failed.
and yeh.
it made me think.
lots.
'cause i mean, my grandmother has seen dead people out on the fields that weren't removed for weeks.
And yeh, she made friends with this soldier called Erich who didn't want to be in the war so they hid him in the attic and threw sandwiches to him from the hatch. and yeh he had to be quiet during the days and stuff, but yeh i mean he had to walk SOMETIMES and stuff, and he ended up walking on the wrong moment. And they thought it was a cat walking up there - but they went inspecting. And found him. And they were about to shoot him, but she went and stood between him and the guy who was about to shoot him and said "If you're going to shoot him, you might as well shoot me."
And she saved his life. But they took him away though, and my grandmother hasn't heard from him since.
There was death penalty for German soldiers who tried to escape the war right? Or yeh, the Germans were enemies by then, so Finnish soldiers or whatever would kill them too if they'd find them right? So yeh my grandmother's hopes weren't exactly high. And yeh I mean, my grandmother has heard from other German soldiers she made friends with, so yeh she thinks they killed Erich as he never contacted her again...
i had a huge LJ-update in my head but since it was in the middle of the night i wasn't ablke to write it up. so maybe it'll never come. i wish it would though. it was good. i don't remember a lot of it though. maybe it'll come back if i try to start writing on it though. two comments I made about it though that I didn't want to forget while sleeping:
"I might have stepped into the light, but I always seem to end up covering my eyes." and "Sometimes I truly do hate myself, especially when I think about how this is something I'll probably forget I've ever written and how I will fall back into my old, stupid wys of thinking and un-appreciating my life." if un-appreciating now even is a word. hahha.
I think I agree with Julez now about the whole love/emo/heartbreak stuff. I'm one of those people I (and she) dislike. I suck.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH that last post hahahaha.
Damn you fucker. That's it, Rich, I'm so changing my password now. Whore.
Edit: Oh, and if it wasn't you, please do tell me so.
I think I gave you the password to my e-mail and not my livejournal... but I'm not sure. But if it wasn't you, then I have no idea who the hell it might have been. But yeah, you can always of logged into my e-mail account and had my livejournal password sent to you. So yeah, whore in that case.
I'm at my cousin Mari's house now, and I think I'll be able to upload some AUTHENTIC pictures onto her computer and then upload them onto my photobucket so I can update my journal with them in. 'Cause my camera's ran out of space. But yeh.
Mari and her boyfriend are hot. Hahaha.
She's got 2 cats, one chihuahua and 2 guinea pigs. The guinea pigs' food smells. And I'm supposed to sleep in here as well. Damn.
Edit 2: AHAHAHAHA. Just saw my userinfo. "I'm gayer than you."
Oh man, it so must be Rich. I mean, seriously, I can't think of anybody else who would do something like that right now. Bastardo.
ROVANIEMI SOOOOON. shopppinggggggg!
Edit 3: AA-HA! so it was rich. WHORE. i've changed passwords now though. suckerrrr.
more diary:
Been to the cottage Arja rented. It was fun, sort of. Less boring than I thought it would be.
I swam in the lake. Even though you could only see like 10 cm into it. Nearly panicked and stuff but yeh, I SURVIVED. hahaha.
And there were lots of blueberries, and i picked a cup full of them. I don't think spiders scare me as much anymore, there were lots of spiders while I was picking the berries and I didn't mind too much. I continued picking. So yeah. Then Arja made a pie, but it didn't taste that good (apparently she had forgotten the recipe for pies so bleh). oh well.
I caught 2 fishes, my brother caught 5. Irmeli caught 2. XD Both my brother and I caught 2 big fishes.
And we sauna...-ed both nights. I'm used to 80-90 degree saunas and they kept heating it up to 100-110 degrees. arghh.
oh, and yeh the 2nd night my brother came into the sauna with me. :l and yeh errr we started talking about stuff. and i was really grossed out by now. and he apparently had tried to measure his willy with his fingers when i went out to cool down for a moment 'cause when i came back in he was like "my willy is this long!", showing with his fingers. so, as the helpful big sister I am, i went "you're supposed to measure it when it's hard. on the upper side, from the shaft to the top." and then he went "my willy goes hard" which made me go, in my head, "WOOOW, i always thought you were an impotent bitch!", but then, the thingy that brought my grossed-outness to the edge was that he said "and i masturbate too" after it. YES, BECAUSE I MEAN I NEVER KNEW EVEN THOUGH IT WAS BLATANTLY OBVIOUS DID I? gross. so i went "every boy masturbates, basically." and he went "as do every girl." which to i went "only like more than half of them." and he went "like 75%!" (did he even hear me say "more than half of them"?). then i went out i think. GROSS. now comfort me (or hypnotise me and remove the memory), my view upon masturbating has probably been permanently damaged. I CAN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT WITHOUT FEELING SICK. urghghghgh.
Oh, and yesterday was my grossmutter's birthday. yeh. 83 FUCKING YEARS OLD. seriously. she's gonna croak any second now. :( hahahah.
and yeh... Antti was there! And I've been too scared to go see him for like 2-3 summers straight now. he's like 17 now. but he doesn't seem like it. he's not the type of person whose age you think about anyway. still fat and still cute. even though he's trying to grow a beard hahha! and yehhhh, i still fancy his personality lots. argh. oh well.
and yeh in the evening, everybody got drunk. And the attic-room thingy where my brother, cousin and I sleep in was just as hot as a fucking sauna. so naturally neither of us could fall asleep (i had been trying for 4 hours), and my grandma was up washing the dishes. :l hahaha.
and yeh so we decided to go outside 'cause apparently the adults had gone to Eeva's to continue drinking and shit. and i went out in my pyjama. and then we came there and they were all so fucking drunk that it was gross. but yeh. so we decided that my mum stays the night there and i sleep in my mum's bed since it's way cooler in the room she sleeps in.
Kimmo wasn't able to walk up the stairs backwards properly. (there are only like 4 steps and he nearly fell on the last one)
then we went back and talked with my grandmother and it led to her talking about when she was young and when it was war. my brother tried to make smartass comments, and naturally failed.
and yeh.
it made me think.
lots.
'cause i mean, my grandmother has seen dead people out on the fields that weren't removed for weeks.
And yeh, she made friends with this soldier called Erich who didn't want to be in the war so they hid him in the attic and threw sandwiches to him from the hatch. and yeh he had to be quiet during the days and stuff, but yeh i mean he had to walk SOMETIMES and stuff, and he ended up walking on the wrong moment. And they thought it was a cat walking up there - but they went inspecting. And found him. And they were about to shoot him, but she went and stood between him and the guy who was about to shoot him and said "If you're going to shoot him, you might as well shoot me."
And she saved his life. But they took him away though, and my grandmother hasn't heard from him since.
There was death penalty for German soldiers who tried to escape the war right? Or yeh, the Germans were enemies by then, so Finnish soldiers or whatever would kill them too if they'd find them right? So yeh my grandmother's hopes weren't exactly high. And yeh I mean, my grandmother has heard from other German soldiers she made friends with, so yeh she thinks they killed Erich as he never contacted her again...
i had a huge LJ-update in my head but since it was in the middle of the night i wasn't ablke to write it up. so maybe it'll never come. i wish it would though. it was good. i don't remember a lot of it though. maybe it'll come back if i try to start writing on it though. two comments I made about it though that I didn't want to forget while sleeping:
"I might have stepped into the light, but I always seem to end up covering my eyes." and "Sometimes I truly do hate myself, especially when I think about how this is something I'll probably forget I've ever written and how I will fall back into my old, stupid wys of thinking and un-appreciating my life." if un-appreciating now even is a word. hahha.
I think I agree with Julez now about the whole love/emo/heartbreak stuff. I'm one of those people I (and she) dislike. I suck.