I do not care what the world thinks anymore

- I love you, you know that?
- Yes, yes I know. But when I feel bad I start to think
I am ugly and fat, and therefore you cannot really love me.
- You are beautiful and fat, and I so love you.

Somehow this made me feel better.
Maybe it is finally time to be proud of myself the way I am.

Small things become big things when your ankle hurts

Today, at the doctors, they wanted to X-ray my ankle. I tripped on my own feet yesterday, and this morning my ankle was twice as big as it should be. Anyway, when I walked to the X-ray, the smiley chirpy nurse stopped me. "You are not pregnant, right?" she asked. In a smiley chirpy tone. "Not that I know" I answered without giving it so much thought. But the nurse wasn't happy. "I really hope I'm not", I continued, when she didn't let me walk into the room. For some reason she was staring at me. At my belly, to be exact. "You're not trying to get pregnant or anything?" she double-checked. "No, I'm using birth control. It's actually very unlikely I would be pregnant." "Hmmm", she mumbled still looking at my belly. "I guess it's all right then. If you're sure." And only then she looked at my face and smiled. With a smiley chirpy way.

It took me 35 minutes of sitting in the hallway and waiting for the results before I understood why she was repeating it so eagerly. Yes, I'm 95 % sure I'm not pregnant and I just had my period. I guess she should believe me, or at least believe I know better than she does. And yes, if I look like I were pregnant, that's just because I'm fat. And I know it too, you don't have to rub it to my face with your fake-concern of my baby-to-be. At least not on a shitty day like this.

That X-ray cost me 90€.

Apparently I still wasn't paying enough to get some delicacy.

Morning Dialogues, part 2

- What's the time?

- Wait... *turns to see the clock*

- Shouldn't women have a biological clock or something?

In that case you shouldn't have to turn.

- Oh yes, and my biological clock says 'baby'...

- !!

- ...But our alarm clock says twenty past eleven.

Hair and Sarcasm

{via}

- Good Morning, little cat.

- Morning.

- What's the time?

- Ten past ten.

- What are cats?

- Meow?

- Wrong. They are full of hair and sarcasm.

Awake and Dreaming

- Hey girl, what are you doing here?

- *points at her desk*

- Yeah, but didn't you go to bed already?

- Well, yes, but I'm restless. And I flinched cause I fell down from the bridge.

- You what?

- Fell down from the bridge.

- Having nightmares?

- Yes. Hadn't fell asleep yet though.

(Going to try again now, as he is coming to bed with me.)

Fashion Authority

- I like your t-shirt.
- Which one?
- *sigh* The one you're wearing right now.
- But I'm wearing two at a time.
- No you're not. That other one is a tunic. Or a toucan. Or whatever. Anyway, I don't like it.

I like you too

- You know... I like you.
- Oh, I've heard a rumor.
- I like you a lot. - So much I wouldn't trade you for even a big nut sac a big bag of peanuts.
- Not even for a huge one?
- Nope.
- Oh, you must like me a lot then.

EDIT: My boyfriend asked me to reconsider my words so no-one would misunderstand what he was trying to say. I guess this is like that time when I told one guy I can joggle with two balls without realizing how it sounded like in English. I guess he's still laughing at me. But hey, if you have a dirty mind, isn't it just your problem?

Still Pretty in Pink

- You smell like garlic.
- Like I would come and tell how you smell like!
- How do I smell like then?
*sniffing for 10 seconds or so*
- Just...pink.

A Piece of Advice

- Just remember not to do anything stupid.
- Like what?
- Like...get a crush on the wrong girl.
- So I can get a crush on the right girl then?
- Oh yes, as long as you remember that I'm the one and only right one.

Monday despair of a customer service personnel

- This book is due today, but I still need it. Can I renew it?
- Absolutely no idea. But with my superpowers I'm gonna find it out soon.

- Can I pay my fines?
- Well, I never say no to money. As long as there isn't any sex involved...

- Can I return this book?
- Well, why not?

- Can I get a new password?
- Can I dance a little dance every time it rains?
- Sorry?
- Yes, yes you can. As long as you don't ask any more stupid questions.

- How are you?
- And why do you ask that?

PS. I've only used number one in real life. So no need to pull that paper bag to your head, luv.

Disgustingly happy

- Good morning!
- Good morning, dear, how are you today?
- Oh, I'm fine. Very very fine.
- ...?
- My boyfriend is coming to London tonight and I'm exited.
- Well, that's a good reason to be exited.
- I think so too.
- You know, dear...he's a very lucky man. A very, very lucky man.
- Well, it might be so...but I think I'm a very lucky girl as well.
- You're lucky too?
- Oh yes. And that's why we are so good together.
- Cause you are lucky together.
- Yes.

I couldn't explain my feelings better even with thousands of words, so that's why I just wrote down this conversation I had this morning.
I'm all jolly and sunny and chirpy. I'm even skipping a little when walking.
But now I'm off to annoy someone else with all this smiling.

Just a normal Tuesday evening

Something nice happened to me yesterday.

I found my new favourite café and in there I had a long, good conversation.
With a complete stranger. About one of the most difficult subjects to talk about even with someone you know very well: God and religions. I don't know why or how it happened, but I suddenly just realized I've been sitting there 1,5 hours and they're starting to close the café.

But I felt happy when I went home.
That kind of stuff doesn't happen every day.
(Kiitos, tack, thank you.)

I'm a perfect colleague today

- I'm gonna steal your computer for a second.
- And did I say that was all right?
- No... but that's why it's called stealing. It would be borrowing if I've asked first.

Girls just wanna be special

- You see, last year I made him a scarf. A one that looks like a snake. It's bright green and has curves.
- Wau, that sounds cool. Unusual.
- Well, I'm a bit unusual sometimes.
- Yeah, definitely.
- Was that a...?
- Yes, take it as a compliment. Please.
- Well, in my opinion it was a good one.

Creativity by a random generator

I handed a student a note including his new password. The guy looked my neat handwiriting forming the word Misery followed with two numbers. Then he looked back to me.

- Yeah, I know... But they are randomly generated, I didn't make that up. Just try not to care.
- (Laughing) Okay, thank you anyway.
- If it makes you feel any better, the first option was Maniac something. But I just decided to skip it.
- (Laughing even more) Yeah, this one is totally fine. Thank you.

I'd just like to know who picked all those words the generator uses when randomly generating.

It's a compliment, not a lie

I was helping a lady to find a book she needed and told her where she could look for it. It's always a bit tricky to explain that it could be in a place called shelving trolley, which sometimes is a real trolley, but can also be a shelf full of books waiting to be shelved. When she left the desk I though that I really seem to be struggling with English today, but hopefully she understood even a bit.
At that moment the lady turned around and came back to me.

- By the way, I have to say your English is brilliant. What is your native langugae?
- Finnish.
- Oh, I could never speak Finnish the way you're speaking English now. Very good job.

I don't know, if she really meant that or if she just wanted to be nice, but this episode made me happy anyway. Especially when there seems to be some huge delays in my langugae center today. I can hear people talking to me, but it takes at least 30 seconds before I understand what they say. And for that 30 seconds there is a terribly stupid look on my face while I'm processing the case. What a good day to work in customer service.

What happens when you take an anarchist to the zoo

Last summer, me and my boyfriend visited the Korkeasaari Zoo in Helsinki. It was a hot sunny day, and all the animals were either lurking in the shadows or laying in the sun staying as still as possible. We were standing in front of a fenced area hosting some red-necked wallabies. Next to us stood a little pink-dressed girl with his father. The girl pointed at one of the animals and asked: "Dad, why is it just laying there?" "It's sleeping", answered her dad.

"But...", started my boyfriend then, "...how can we know it's sleeping? What if it's just passive and depressed? Depressed cause it has to live whole of its live in a cage?"

The dad stared at us, took the little girl's hand and walked away. As quickly as possible. I started to laugh. "In my opinion, it was a very good question", mumbled my boyfriend. And I had to agree it was. The situation just was so awkward I couldn't help laughing.

I love him cause of making questions like that. But I'm wiser now. When he comes to meet me in London, we're not going to the zoo.

Confidence is all it takes

- What's the user ID for this program?
- Oh, I can't remember it. I've got it written down somewhere, but I don't know where...
- You are so useless. "I've got it written down somewhere..."
- Yeah, I know I'm useless. But it doesn't matter, cause I'm so cute.

...And after that he just had nothing to say anymore. But he laughed. A lot.