That's a completely normal morning for me (at least on mondays, wednesdays and fridays because otherwise school starts so late it ought to be illegal), but despite its seemingly normal beginning, it was not, not at all, not even five times with vaseline. Today was probably one of the most abnormal mornings I've ever had (except for the one where I woke up at 4 am), and there were a few things that happened that I definitely hadn't counted with...
1: The SUN. Agh, my eyes! When i finally arrived at school i had completely wasted my nightvision and felt a slight sunstroke coming on. Also, since I'd comfortably draped myself in my olde leather jacket i was, due to it being BLACK and thus strongly light-absorbant (not to mention that leather completely lacks the ability of "breathing" that most materials have to some extent), as well as DEAD of perspiration and heat due to my overkill metabolism (and the jacket).
2: The completely insane state of mind which took hold of me when i was halfway to school, running the best i could, and still hasn't fully left me.

What I am talking about is, of course, the end of end-of-winter depression. Or rather, being high on the spring of insanity.
I felt its first effects halfway through the first hour of my Social Studies class, when I just laughed out loud while giving remarks to everyone and pointing out faults that the teacher did, all while wearing an extremely amused smile and being not that very arrogant. And it was even worse during chemistry - I even went as far as comparing the structure of ion enthalpy with football teams! So as I was wandering to my maths class, through the almost impregnable masses of students queuing for lunch, I silently quoted Obi-Wan and went to do my test. It went fair enough, so I guess bit of my bad feeling was totally misdirected (although I admit I hadn't studied a single zig for that test), but still i can feel that feeling of infallible, unexplainable happiness and wittyness filling up every shard of my scattered mind. But I guess I might as well do something with it...I've got my saxophonage this evening and boy, it was long ago, but I might as well score something with this mindset, neh?

Tomorrow there's more maths test, though, so troubles aren't over - since we've just got 1-hour lessons in maths, we can't do a serious test on one single lesson, so either it's been to overstress things, or put it on the so-called resource hours, which are after lunch on wednesdays (school ends at lunch for everyone without special assignments, so the whole place is empty), or as we did now - split the test. I find this way the best, since like this I'll still have my overslack daily agenda intact. Kudos to I, myself and me.

Also, yesterday our chemistry teacher did something to us...that can be called nothing but a prank.  She gave us papers, saying either Na+ or Cl-, making every student represent either a Natrium-ion or Chloride-ion. Then she dragged us out in the corridor, and made us do different formations, TO SHOW HOW A SALT CRYSTAL LOOKS INSIDE!!! That's just madness!
It was quite funny though, since we had one odd paper, and I swiftly handed mine to the guy who hadn't got one and ended up standing aside them all playing Neon and laughing 'til I cried. She's damn good, our chemistry teacher...
Perhaps I shouldn't be saying so, though. She isn't that pedagogical...so when time calls for it, I have to rush in and take the role of some kind of assistant, or second teacher. It's the second occasion I do so - last time was in 9th grade, when my music teacher didn't really know the physical structure of sound waves and stuff. So I had to go up and do the teaching. It felt pretty odd, and my classmates has since then classed me as an obsessive know-it-all (which I admit I am, to some extent). My new class does this as well, but in a more friendly way - Instead of cold stares and general meanness, I've been promoted to some kind of class scholar. And that feels even more weird - especially when you're asked about things you don't have any idea at all what it is. Guh.

I can hear the echoes from the living room from here, from the TV pounding out the jury votes. I mean, come on!? There have been years where there's been good competition and stuff, but this year's not much at all. It's really a shame, since Finland is almost like Sweden's backyard or something (not really ^-^), that we'll have to make fun of ourselves there later on this year. Guh. More on this later on, now I'll go upload some pics to OSTC.

Anyways. So now I'm slightly impaired and having a hard time walking properly since my stupid hip is being stupid and stuff like that. Egads, I sound like some wasted old geezer who's broken a leg or something...friggin' embarrassing.

But anyways!

As I've said, I'm just home from a week's worth of skiing. Alpine skiing can be described very easily, like this: Pure, undiluted WIN. Is there a better way of using snow out there, then someone'd better tell me about it. I'd sure like to see it. Heh.
Anyways, what you might also know is that Powder Snow Heaven also, quite often, doubles as Sauna Heaven. So after every day you'll have a room heated up to insanity to jump into after a day in the cold - that is also PURE WIN. A log cabin in the mountains may not have much, but as long as it's got close to skiing and a good sauna - it's paradise. Total win. Ya rly.

This space is taken up by a little kudos to the finnish people. Not only since they're the ones who largely invented the sauna (i think), but also since they last year kicked the wiggly ass of the collective europe at Eurovision with the absolutely most kick-ass show ever seen in that usually quite bland event - namely Lordi. Honestly, the finnish are the only ones who are bat fuck insane enough to get the idea of entering the Eurovision with that kind of weirdo monster metal.

...and that's all for praising Finland. Um. I'm feeling spontaneous today...>_<

Also, the hell of school has started once again for me and my fellow mates. Luckily though, since I've skipped my english course (due to skills, of course, not lack of them. Automatic win, A+, 5, or whatever you call it - top grades. Heh. *brag*), and my french course is FINALLY over, I have two blocks less on my daily school agenda - meaning i'll be having hells early quit on mondays, and hells late start on tuesdays and thursdays. In addition, my school has got the whole post-lunch hours dedicated to large tests and stuff, so we usually quit hells early on those days as well. Lucky me, neh?

Anyways, now for the continuance of my DIARY NOTES!!! (part 3)

So!

PICTURE 1
This is the newest picture on me, really. I had to fix it up a bit using GIMP, since the contrast and stuff was unbelievably crappy, but it's still a bit hard to see it all...anyways, I still think it's good.

PICTURE 2
You know it, it's the shades piccy. I do admit it looks a bit cool, but it's way too anonymous. Could be anyone. Well, at least anyone with a huge, blond mane of hair, extremely fuzzy eyebrows, huge headphones and Armani shades. Ironic that a fatal failure at a close-up pic became my most used picture of myself on the web, isn't it?

PICTURE 3
It is the copy pic. You see me there at the right - but hold on! There's another one, right beside! WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!!?!?!??!!? O_o
Actually it's my cousin, Johan, doing a little cameo here. (And it's my little sister in the other corner) Almost everyone who has seen us both say that we're stunningly alike - I usually protest violently, but when I look at this picture, I understand what they mean. I mean. Honestly. Did I just get a twin brother or something!?

PICTURE 4
Morning gesture. And YES, I DO wear a yukata when i sleep. And huge earphones. But the yukata is comfy. Really.

PICTURE 5
The face really says it all - "Blue, ball-shaped helmets is NOT the shit." Ya, rly.

For those who aren't satisfied with the small versions here, i bring you the full-sized ones at photobucket, here. http://s57.photobucket.com/albums/g239/NejinOniwa/Myself/Blog%20Images/

Enjoy 'em!!!

After a week up north, the snow down here is starting to melt. Sadly enough, but at least I've got a fair dose of winter injected now, so I'll survive for a while...
So anyways! Thinking of you people I decided to take notes on what I did during my vacation - as well as recording a few live-action videos of my voyages out on the powder heavens of the Ravine! Totally kickass. Unfortunately since YouTube hated me my only means of uploading such things were via Photobucket, which has the slowest upload speeds ever (HATE!!!), so it would have taken a while before those appeared here...if it weren't for the fact that i just fixed that little problem and now am able to do the speedy uploading via there. Rocks! But that's for later on.
Here's my Diary Notes! (parts 1 and 2)

SUNDAY - 25/2
Nationwide chaos of snowfalls. I think it fell some half a meter of snow - and I was on the road! So me and my, so to say, physically older, mentally WAY younger brother got bored - as we were trapped in the aftermath of a car crash and the queue was two miles long and at a complete standstill, it was quite logical - so we wound up doing some crazy shit on that day. It's amazing what ideas you come up with when trapped in a traffic jam, ain't it?
When we arrived I got to do the majority of the shopping of stuff since the rest of the folks were busy packing up things at our cabin, so my arms got themselves a little beating carrying way too many bags of food and such. Ouch.
I ended the day with picking up my cousins at the hotel's bus station, and eating some dinner which i do not remember the contents of. Might have been lasagna, bolognese or some other pasta thing.