I Do Not Want This.

For once the title actually says what I think. I really do not want this. I don´t want yet another sleepless night during which I think what I would want to do and what I won´t do. I am, for some reason, once again struggling with my studies. Or more likely the fact that I do not know what to do. I haven´t read that history book I´ve had on my desk for some time, it is extremely boring and has made me think wether I really want to study history after all. Or what ever that subject that would literally translate "political history" ever is. And really, if I could just concentrate on that instead of reading about how one should study history, I´d be more than happy. I do want this, but... I was once again surfing on the university website and thinking that if I ever get in, what else would I like to study. Just why, why cannot that university have journalism? Ok, they have it with another name, but it is not the same. I mean, I´d be thrilled if I could combine politics, history and journalism, it would be like heaven. And add a language or two and see me happy. At least the book I´m supposed to read for the entry exam is from a series I´ve already read and found quite interesting, so I might actually read it more than once. And yeah, I still have plan B and maybe even C in my pocket, but I´d much rather stick to the A. I don´t know, just had the feeling that I don´t have the faintest clue on what I want last night and that thought kept me awake for two hours. So I fell asleep around 2 AM I think. Gosh, couldn´t I just get myself think something else and stop worrying for a couple of weeks...

And why am I not a master at German or Spanish so I could apply to a university in either of those countries and actully study the history that fascinates me the most? Oh yeah, maybe because my parents only speak Finnish (fine, Mom knows some Swedish) and have let me make my own decisions ever since I entered upper secondary school. Sigh. Well, I am trying to do something about it. My own language knowledge I mean. Speaking of languages, I managed to get some Garcia Lorca poetry on Saturday. I´m happy now, eventhough I am reading them in Finnish. But at least I have a lot to read.

Moving on to other subjects now that I´ve gotten my study ramble of my chest again. First of all, as I like sports in different variations, shapes and sizes... Anyway, congratulations to the Finnish men´s floorball team that won the World Championship yesterday. Beating Sweden that has been dominating the sport forever. The golden shoe laces must have helped. I was watching TV and checked the textchannel to see if anything special had happen and saw this piece of news and was thinking "Oh my god, they finally managed to beat Sweden? That is one of the coolest sport things this year!". And I´m not even into floorball.

Also, I would like to congratulate all the cules for Barcelonas win. It wasn´t a thrilling match, I´ve seen a lot better ones (like the Real Madrid-Sevilla the weekend before), but it was enjoyable. And not that predictable after all. Madrid´s defence held hell of a lot better than it has been lately and even Casillas seemed to be more like the goalkeeper he has been before. But still, Barca was a lot better. Usually people start supporting teams when they keep winning and are on top, I start supporting them when they are doing bad and are in a crisis. Well, not supporting Spurs, but otherwise.

I missed the Boro-match, I was dragged to see Grandma and I didn´t have time to record the match. Thank god for Pay TV and reruns, I´ll see it tomorrow. I just kept reading the BBC live text via my cell phone and what that said the first half was quite fine. Of course I´m not happy with a draw. All the other Big Four teams drawed, I know, but Aston Villa won and took the fourth place, so, I´m not smiling that much. This is someone else´s season. Did watch some Serie A yesterday though, saw Juventus beat AC Milan which made me ridiculously happy. For one, I have always disliked AC Milan so much and Juventus has always had a special place in my heart as it was the first Italian team I ever knew. Second, the match was great. A lot of goals and huge amounts of talent on the pitch.

I watched The Simpsons Movie today. Didn´t bother going to the cinema when it was screening. And I´m happy I didn´t spend my money on it. It was fine, something I watch on a dull afternoon when I´m not happy with anything, have slept too little and don´t feel like doing anything. But I rather take my Simpsons in 30 minute pieces, the story doesn´t work when it is longer than that. The supporting characters are the best the show has and the movie doesn´t have enough of them. I probably won´t watch it again, but at least I can say I´ve seen it.

I have developed a weird obsession with a city. And I will not tell which city, not yet at least. I have been reading its´ Wikipedia entry and watching pictures and thinking how great it would be to get there. Getting there won´t be too easy, if I´d want to visit the place I´d first have to fly to the capital of the country and then probably take a bus to the city. I do not even know why this one city has gotten into me, it´s a new thing. Maybe it´s the architechture, maybe it is the culture that is usually associated with it, maybe it is the location. What ever it is, I know I really am dying to see the place. And I will see it, it is just a matter of time.

I already know what my next post will contain, but it requires a bit of research. Also, I am thinking this blog will have something new when I post the next entry. You just wait and see. Until that, take care!

IWFT