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Well well well, it seems it's been over two months since I last posted something and it was just a stupid test result. Anyway, once again, I felt really *writing*.
I could rant about yesterday, for example. I was walking home from school, and this aged female person came to me and asked for money. This, of course, happened in Kallio, the place of endless poor and drunk people. Anyway, she seemed pretty sober at that point, which can't be said about her companion, who was sitting on the ground half-asleep. I then proceed to ask what situation was so dire that it would require them to beg for economic aid.
"I'll be frank with you, we need some cigarettes."
They (or she) seemed very happy about the 75 euro cents I dug up from my pocket. The same 75 cents I would then reward her for her honesty. Of course, in her position, there was really no negotiation leverage. Better just accept what's given. And of course, I needed to say something, although totally useless, as I realized the moment these words came out from my mouth.
"Cigarettes are bad for your health. Don't you know that?"
"Yeah, well..."
Later that day I was going back to my folks'. I saw an old high school pal of mine. She is now studying at Uni of Helsinki to become a school teacher. Rumours say it's somewhat exciting a job these days. You know, fearing for your life and stuff.
We also met this other girl on the bus. She was also from the same high school as us but she rode a electric wheelchair of some sorts. I've seen her before, too, but never quite realized she was from my school (we were in different year). Turns out she wasn't that weird at all. Or then all the three of us were in some degree weird and it didn't stood out.
They asked me why wasn't I terrified about the Columbine copycat school shooting here in Finland. That was an excellent question. Now why wasn't I? Maybe I'm an emotionaless maniac, the next killer-spree. Just joking :) Or maybe I just didn't want to selfishly express my worries about the very people I didn't even know. I had only one acquaintance from the Jokela area and after I heard he's okay, then that was about it.
Why did I say that? Because right after that I received messages to light candles. I don't have candles... Hell, I don't even have a lighter! Why would I say cigarettes are bad if I smoked? OR... I didn't join those In memoriam groups in Facebook or some other network. I didn't join "Hail Pekka-Eric, our great savior" etc. groups either. I'm just an innocent, idle bystander.
Father's day is the day after tomorrow. My dad's in China. I hope I can go there next fall semester, to go to a student exchange program. After I walked home from my bus stop, I noticed a card of some sort on my little brother's table. I turned it around and say it was the Father's day greeting card he had done for my dad. Of course, my dad's won't be here to receive it, which totally sucks.
Later in the evening, I watched Bowling for Columbine.
I could rant about yesterday, for example. I was walking home from school, and this aged female person came to me and asked for money. This, of course, happened in Kallio, the place of endless poor and drunk people. Anyway, she seemed pretty sober at that point, which can't be said about her companion, who was sitting on the ground half-asleep. I then proceed to ask what situation was so dire that it would require them to beg for economic aid.
"I'll be frank with you, we need some cigarettes."
They (or she) seemed very happy about the 75 euro cents I dug up from my pocket. The same 75 cents I would then reward her for her honesty. Of course, in her position, there was really no negotiation leverage. Better just accept what's given. And of course, I needed to say something, although totally useless, as I realized the moment these words came out from my mouth.
"Cigarettes are bad for your health. Don't you know that?"
"Yeah, well..."
Later that day I was going back to my folks'. I saw an old high school pal of mine. She is now studying at Uni of Helsinki to become a school teacher. Rumours say it's somewhat exciting a job these days. You know, fearing for your life and stuff.
We also met this other girl on the bus. She was also from the same high school as us but she rode a electric wheelchair of some sorts. I've seen her before, too, but never quite realized she was from my school (we were in different year). Turns out she wasn't that weird at all. Or then all the three of us were in some degree weird and it didn't stood out.
They asked me why wasn't I terrified about the Columbine copycat school shooting here in Finland. That was an excellent question. Now why wasn't I? Maybe I'm an emotionaless maniac, the next killer-spree. Just joking :) Or maybe I just didn't want to selfishly express my worries about the very people I didn't even know. I had only one acquaintance from the Jokela area and after I heard he's okay, then that was about it.
Why did I say that? Because right after that I received messages to light candles. I don't have candles... Hell, I don't even have a lighter! Why would I say cigarettes are bad if I smoked? OR... I didn't join those In memoriam groups in Facebook or some other network. I didn't join "Hail Pekka-Eric, our great savior" etc. groups either. I'm just an innocent, idle bystander.
Father's day is the day after tomorrow. My dad's in China. I hope I can go there next fall semester, to go to a student exchange program. After I walked home from my bus stop, I noticed a card of some sort on my little brother's table. I turned it around and say it was the Father's day greeting card he had done for my dad. Of course, my dad's won't be here to receive it, which totally sucks.
Later in the evening, I watched Bowling for Columbine.
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