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There are many times in a humans life when you have to decide what to do next. We all make small choises like this everyday. We choose to do things, or choose to leave them undone. But sometimes these choises are bigger. Some choises affect our life for many years forward. With this I mean choises regarding our future, like where to live, what kind of people to spend our life with, what to study and what proffession(s) to pursue.

As we are young most things are chosen for us, but as we get older and become "grown-ups" we are often left alone with the major choises in our life that will affect how it all turns out. I think this is mostly a good thing, because everybody should have the right to choose what to do with their own life. But what if you're not sure what you wanna do or afraid to take the steps to get to where you want?

I'm at a crossroad myself at the moment. I'm going to graduate from vocational school as a textile artisan this spring and I'll soon have to choose what to do next. At first, I...

I've packed many times in my life. I've moved around quite a bit. Already as a child I packed my bag for my weekend visits at my dad's. I like the process of packing. It can be really different situations and amounts of stuff but the idea is the same. Take with you what you need, leave the rest, if you have a place to leave it, or trash it.

Packing for a weekend stay is easy. With experience I've learned what I need. My supplies are; toothbrush, shampoo, balsam, nightgown, underwear, diary, bubblegum, some clothes, a brush, wallet, cellphone, handkerchiefs and so on. At places I visit often like at my dad's and my boyfriend's place I already got many of the things I need, If not all of them. So I don't need to pack that much on those occasions.

Then again, when we are talking about moving with all your things, the packing gets more complicated. I usually start early, many moths before I'm moving if possible, with going through the stuff that has piled up during my stay at the place. I'm actually doing...

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Some of them are good for you, some of them are bad. Some are even worse.

Some save and change your life.

Without relationships, we'd probably get so depressed we'd die.

Relationships can tear you up, or heal you.

They can make you cry, happy tears or sad.

They can make you feel lousy or like the king of the world.

They find you when you least expect it.

A relationship is a active connection between two people.

Relationships change, evolve, hopefully to the better.

Relationships are different in dencity, intensity and length.

A realtionship can start from the smallest smile.

Or end with a stolen car.

Or go on forever, even when there's hard times.

I guess it's up to attitude. How you want to treat others and be treated.

A relationship is what you make of it.

A relationship is an opportunity.

Relationships are what makes us human.

Heyyyy!

Fist of all I wanna say I had excellent practical training at Mari's ompelupalvelu in Lovisa. Absolutely fantastic. I got faster at doing things, and I learned a lot of stuff. Hard to put my finger on exactly what but my map of skills is even further drawn up now. At a stuff spot with some sewing project, I might ask myself, "What would Mari do?"

My move to Ekenäs was light, didn't take much with me, just the necessities and some more. Feels odd to be there again. But ok. Time passes mostly fast. At school at least. Much to do. And I've spent much time with Riina who also now has started school in Ekenäs. We've seen alot of movies among other things, talked a lot too. Thumbs up!

The assignments we get at school are pretty lame this period. Make 4 cussions with the colors black, red and white, on a linen background. Boooring, but I'm done, so that's over. We are also making these odd capes for some "gentlemanclub" and I'm thinking cults and conspiracy. :D

The one pretty interresting...

Heeeey! Better day! I got a call and I finally found an apartment in Ekenäs! Yay! I'm moving in next Monday so this is really last minute and I'm so lucky! Hurray! Let's hope everything else will work out as well as this!

Lots of love!

Sooooo.

First of all, I apparently don't have Celiac disease, which I'm thankful for. My stomach is probably upset because of stress. So let's think. What am I stressed about?

Well, my practical training is almost over, and I'm moving back to Ekenäs for school. That is frustrating because that takes me further away from my love. And my laptop is slow and unpractical (my bro tried to fix it, but it's still messy) so it's gonna get harder to keep in touch, so that sucks. And I don't yet have an apartment, mostly because I don't want to go that far but I have to, so I'll be staying at a friends place til I find one. (Bless her for that) Umm, and what else is stressing? We'll arguing with my parents at times, craving too much from myself, obsessing about things and stressing about being stressed. I must be stupid right?

Still, I don't know how to get rid of this anxiety/stress/bullshit and I don't know if it is trying to tell me something. What to do with it? Just relax right? How? I try, but just get...

Well hello everybody. Just thought it would be fun to write a bit about how things are. And I didn't feel like doing anything else, so here I am.

In general, things are good. My on-the-job training is going very well, it's diverse and I've learned a lot plus I've become aware of that I can do customer service pretty well, with some exercise. And you'd think, that after sewing all day I'd get enough, but actually, it's the complete opposite. I think I've never sewn this much this regularly in such a small period of time. I've learned new solutions and routine in my sewing. Really feeling it, but one thing is for sure. I do not want to start my own company or whatever. That would be too insecure and stressful for me.

My obsessive like sewing has again made me neglect my friends and I feel awful. I don't even really know why I sew so much. Well obviously yes, I do need clothes, but that's not the main reason. I guess part of it is that I miss my Johannes so much... It's not easy to love someone so much...