The book I’m studying for uni is an utter literary mess.
It states the obvious over and over again, but with the addition of famous sociologists having said it.
I could be a famous sociologist.
But the book does contain some really good stuff.
” As Rose (1989) has argued, chance needs to be reinstated as an explanation of change to capture its essentially messy, often incidental, character with spin-offs in unforeseen directions.”
In context it makes sense, but it just sounds delicate… explicit even.
I had two phone calls to make today.
No one could help me.
The first place I called, the lady wasn’t in until Monday.
The second place, Elixia, man…
Their customer service is a joke!
I mean, their ideas of billing-customer service is stupid.
No snaps for that!
Have to study, take notes and produce Finnish scientific text today.
What is that?
I’m putting my foot down, this time.
I’m not going to change my mind – again.
I need to focus and push through.
Social work, is what I chose to get in to and I will complete this and I will kick ass.
I am going to be a kick-ass hardcore social worker.
“It’s the hunger – the hunger for an alternative and the refusal to accept a life of unhappiness.”
Yes.
Also, youtubing “social work” is pretty funny too, there are quite a few songs out there about social work. Haha.
I love working at Lesche. It’s great!
Can’t really say anything about it here, but I love it!
I’ve always said that people who like animals more than people are seriously deranged – and I stand by it.
I mean, think about vets, how normal are they? You study for 7+ years and then decide to become an ANIMAL-doctor? HAHAHA!
Loser.
Anyways.
There are two animals I like in this world.
This chipmunk, also known as the love of my life.
I have no drive to study social work any longer!
I somehow think, somewhere in the back of my head, that this is completely normal.
See, I feel like I don’t want to work as a social-worker when I’ve graduated.
Then again I think that this almost always happens with whatever I do, I lose interest in the thing I’m doing and move on.
So, I’m balancing between thinking that this isn’t right for me and that I just need to persevere.
Which leads to the next carriage in my train of thought.
Is it then going to be interesting again or am I always going to have to push through?
I got a job at a local nursing home, yes. This thrills me to the point that, if I wasn’t in complete control of my bladder, I would pee myself.
Whenever I think about caretaking and medical care, I get all excited. As you might remember, I loved my old job at the nursing home in Jakobstad.
So, is nursing the way to go?
OR, do I just need to push through with this?
If I do start nursing, will I lose interest in that too?
It took me by surprise.
There it is.
Inspiration, passion.
It’s strange how unexpected things move you.
They take you by surprise and shake you to your core.
There’s no way to act but that to respond.
Is it because we see passion and the transferring of it?
I’m persuaded by my soul that this expression, whatever it may be, is so rare and delicate that the depths of our inner need to respond.
I believe that this act of abundant passion alters us.
It brings hope.
This perfect moment is to witness another being doing what they are made to do. It’s their worship, their form of praise, to a living holy God.
Yuck, just had the worst exam ever.
I think I’ll pass, but still!
Today, I called a retirement home here in Helsinki, got an interview on Thursday! Fantastic!
Gonna go to the gym today or tomorrow and get my membership in order.
There are a few things I return to, all the time.
First of all, God. Of course!
He is my all in all, the one who sustains me, strengthens me and loves me. He’s my company, my companion and my safety.
Also, there are two things I also always always always return to;
good singers and scrubs.
Gotta love scrubs, they’re fantastic. Ultimate work-wear!
Scrubs
“It’s the hunger – the hunger for an alternative and the refusal to accept a life of unhappiness.” Tom Perrotta, Little Children
This is my drive at the moment, my inspiration. Thinking about this wonderful statement makes me want to study harder.
This is the library I’m studying at. Nice, huh?
The ceiling
I also got an early birthday-present from Elvira!
This is one of the books I found at my other favourite library! The funniest cover ever!
I talked to my dad a while back and asked if I was a strange kid, to which he responded without hesitation “yahaaa”.
I kinda already knew that, so I didn’t reflect too much over it.
Tonight I was youtubing music and Elvira and I started sending each other videos that we liked as teenagers. Then it happened.
I remembered my favourite music as a child.
When I was about 8 or 9, lying in the downstairs living-room watching MTV this video would come on, I turned up the volume and danced my 8-year-old heart out.
You get the picture? A chubby little eight-year-old getting sweaty of dancing to this music…
I sometimes wanted to be her.
Having that as a background, I’m not so surprised any longer that I really like Lady Gaga. It’s just a flashback to my young and naive days.
Also. When I was in the eight grade (13-14 years old) and supposed to be enforcing my masculinity like all the other boys… like playing soccer (which is totally gay by the way) and smoking behind the gym.
No, I didn’t care for such activities.
Well, anyways. As said, when I was supposed to be enforcing my male-side, we had a masquerade party and I decided to dress up as Billie-Joe from Nya Tider.
She appears at 1:10.
By the way, what a Swedish masterpiece of acting that is. ROFL the ending.
My all-time favorite children’s show has to be Pippi Pelikan.
I might also mention that I wanted to be Pippi Pelikan too.
is is the car that I want.