It’s one of the best feelings: learning something. When you learn something, it gives you confidence and having confidence gives you euphoria.

We have been training a couple of times a very beautiful vault pirouette at flow gymnastics. I was surprised how easy it was to me. Usually every new movements are real hard for me but it wasn’t that hard. It was fun. It gave me feeling of freenes. It felt like I was flying.

Also that hard waltz choreography have went well, after tough beginning. Now I love that waltz. It’s so beautiful and flowing!

Dangerous snooze

I also learned yesterday, that don’t fell asleep so that you sit on the edge of your coach, head dangled on your lap! I did that and it wasn’t very nice wake up. I woke up while realizing I’m falling to floor but I couldn’t stop it anymore and I hit the angle of my forehead to floor. 😂 Quite hilarious afterwards! Luckily I didn’t hurt myselves so badly! That’s what happens when you don’t sleep at nights…

Have a great Sunday!

”THE SENIORS DANCE” (second year students at high school)

This dance happening were at friday (and in some schools, (like us at 1999), I think thursday also).

It’s happening for the seniors at high school (second year students will be the seniors when abiturients have their last exams which after they graduate). This have been traditionally the happening when the new seniors are performing old ”salon dances” (dances from 1800s-1900s.) They have usually also dressed like those years nobles (even these days it’s more common to dress like American prom night, so many of dancers use just normal evening dresses).

It’s been already 19 years of my own seniordance and I was remembering those days again (like I’m always this time of the year)…

I remember my beautiful olive green dress which was borrowed from my friends sister and made by their mother.

I remember how we sut at hairdresser with my friend to get the big -old time style- bunnies.

I remember my -cute but quite bad dancer- partner who stepped to my toes many times at rehearsal and with who I was scared of make the strike at tango cause he didn’t prop me enough.

I remember when we were (with three of my friends) eating at restaurant ”Fransmanni” after the other one of those performings. There was two girls and two boys in our group and some man did say to us: ”Don’t you boys believe what girls say to you.” Obviously he thought that we are couples even we were just friends.

Surely I will always remember how some abiturients did tease us four and screamed to us: ”Is it nice to be senior when you can’t get in any nightclubs”. Well, three of us were 18 (of legal age -we were one year older-) and one us were almost 18. However in restaurant any of us didn’t get wine cause one of us were still underage.

Also I remember how fun time we had with my close friend who came overnight to us after the first celebration evening.

Those were one of the best days of my life! I loved to dress (like noble) and I loved to dance (which is no surprise to those who knows how much I love dancing).

I wish I could some day experience this all again!! 😁

In those 90’s videos you can see the style of my time. I would say also the real senior dance style (the real salon dance style)!


I totally forgot to make a Valentine’s day post and send cards but I think Valentine’s day can be every day. It shouldn’t be just one day in year like my friend said at her text message yesterday. By the way here in Finland Valentine’s day is actually more like friendships day.

I wanna say to all of my friends, I haven’t forgot you even our liaison (=yhteydenpito) have decreased these past years. Days just go so fast when you got older, in my mind very fast these days. It’s just running range work and home…and my parents home of course, for me (I’m running their errands).

Today here in Finland we had the annual abi (candidate for the matriculation examination) driving. They did make traditional cycle with truck and casted candy for audience. There were much people near at my working place which is so off that there’s never almost anyone. That was when I realised what day today is.

I can’t believe it’s already 18 years of my own abi driving. My gosh, it’s almost 20 years ago. Where did these years go?

It was millennium then. That big year 2000 was just beginned. Nothing happened like some thought. It did not bring the end of the world, neither did computers go out of control. It was the same kind of normal year like the others…except for us who were running the last year off high school. We were celebrating together. We were screaming loudly on the truck feeling free. It felt great even the truth is that it was not the end (of the work)…it was the start of everything…start of real adult life…



I was not gonna write of that topic but then I felt I should cause I realised I have much to say about this.

I don’t think there is very many woman who never experienced any kind of sexual harassment. I have since I was very young girl, under 18. It have been touching, grabbing, even kissing without my permission. Once when I was just kid (maybe 10 years or something) some man in lift where acting weard. He was asking have I ever saw a penis and do I want to see his. I was really scared but luckily I got away of that lift before anything happened.

Somehow I always thought I have cope on the verge (I have never really been raped) but now when I really think about it after listing all this, I don’t know. Is this meaning cope on the verge? Quite alarming thought to think like that only because you haven’t been raped. Like everything else would be acceptable. No, it isn’t! Still, it’s true, I have been kind of lucky. At young I were many times at afterparty with my friends and nothing really bad ever happened…Luckily!

Well, I don’t wanna say more of that. Just telling that I have my own experiences…

The biggest problem specially in Finland is that men are so shy that they don’t know how to talk to girls before they drink. Then when they drink, they will make overreactions. They will become pigs. They’re touching and imply and no woman will be interested…

Anyway, I think men are ment to be more like animals (whether they drink, or not) so that we will reproduce. Obviously men have been given the task to take care of that. That’s why they’re (or many of them, don’t want to blame all men) acting like they are and I’m not saying, it would make their bad behaviour more acceptable but it’s still quite natural explanation for it. Just in case (that women don’t get so mad to me) I have to say, sure there’s also women who love sex very much but atleast I don’t know many of them. Please do correct if you think I’m wrong!

These next sentences can get some women angry but this is how I see it…If you really want to be left alone and minimum the risk of wrong kind of attitude, you shouldn’t dress too sexy. Men are men, you can never change it. It’s their hormones. How do you fight against hormones? There’s no way! It’s better just play with their rules…or suffer, you decide it!

It’s the same if you drop sausage in front of the dog and say: ”Don’t eat it”. Maybe some really good trained dogs believe you (men too 😉) but I guarantee most of those don’t. They will eat it. (Those who don’t eat it still feel strong temptation to do that and wonder why they can’t eat so delicious looking sausage). It’s the same with men. They’re simple. If there’s very sexy woman, it’s they’re instinct to atleast watch. Like dogs instinct tells it to eat sausage.

If you wanna be very sexy with tiny dresses and shirts, be my guest but you have to be prepared (if not accept it, atleast be mindful of where it can lead-). If you don’t like that, why would you show yourselves so openly. I don’t mean a nun style just basic good taste. What’s the point to use skirt which is showing everything, or shirt where you’re boobs jump out just ”accidentally”) if you really don’t want to get any sexual attention?

I have my own experience and I’ve seen the dress code is working quite well. When I was young, I went few times to night clubs with miniskirt. Many men where grabbing my as. I didn’t want to use that skirt anymore at those places and they (usually) left me alone. Simple of that.

I can tell you also that beautiful is not the same as sexy. It’s the wrong message to young girls that you should be sexy everytime. Why? For men? I don’t get it. They will get the wrong kind of observation.

There is so much very young girls who copy all celebrities and it’s alarming. Celebrities always put less and less fabric on (I wonder if their clothes are cheaper 😉) and young, even underage girls soon do the same (and also put very sexy pictures of them selves to instagram, facebook, and so on). Then older pervert men can be watching them (and God knows what else). I don’t think they pursue to this. They just want to be admired but it’s not all you get whit too sexy dressing (or acting). There’s also polite man like my spouse but very many men are not like that. That should be learned to girls!

Younger I did also dress more sexier but maybe I have been mens ”target” so many years that I don’t wanna be sexy anymore. I just wanna be smart, beautiful, good looking, feminine and elegant! Isn’t it enough?

By the way, my spouse said he don’t actually know where to look, if there’s woman whose boobs are imposed, so you can also put men to embarrassing situation, specially these days when you should be extra exact so that you don’t get a charge of harassment if you accidentally glance those. So women, if you put those kind of shirts on, then take the gazes also! Don’t accuse men! What if there’s man with tiny shorts? I think many of women will look, right?

So putting the line for harassment is also hard! What is harassment? Some of us are more sensitive than others. Ofcourse you should listening if the other one ask you to stop or watch other marks but it can be dangerous if every talk or polite slaps to shoulder or even to thigh will be reprehensible act. You can accuse other too easily. It will be no good!

On the other hand, rape reprehensible could be raised. Those are too low, atleast in Finland! Rapists cope on the verge, and there’s weard extenuatings like the dressing of victim. Even I have lectured the dressing I don’t mean it gives the right to touch or do anything what woman doesn’t want. It never gives the right anything like that. Impunity belongs for everyone!

There is still lot to learn…and specially men should learn to behave already! Were living in 2018!


There is still one, much more joyful song from Cranberries which is very tacky.


Today at rehearsal the hard waltz goreography -the one which caused head ache for many of us- went much better. I finally got the idea and sometimes I made it really flew! That’s great feeling! Next time we’ll get our courtshow placies to Turku’s National Gymnaestrada (which is next June). I’m so waiting that happening!


Finland nation got good news yesterday. Our president and his wife got a baby-boy! So it’s all well in Kingdom…although it’s already third boy for Sauli cause he have two boys his first marriage (with Marja-Leena who dyed at 1995 at accident). Even it wasn’t a girl this time either… Congratulations of a healthy boy Sauli and Jenni! 😉


Tomorrow (or actually today) I’m back to work. ”M” was at hospital one week but came home for weekend. So now I’m back to normal again (which is fine for me)! It’s quite boring just to be at home and do homeworks which are ”calling you” more when you’re at home…

…Til the next time…

DOLORES MARY EILEEN O’RIORDAN -The Cranberries- (1971-2018)

The Cranberries (known for example of hits Zombie, Ode To My Family, Linger, Animal instinct) have been one of my favourit bands since my high school times. Their songs brings me much memories of those times.

I remember all those growing pains of teenager and so hopeless love woes which teared me sometimes off but I also remember all fun things; partying, having fun with friends and all those things in school we did have like our senior students dances and abiturient (candidate for the matriculation examination) driving with truck, which we call ”penkkarit”. It’s like time trip to yesterday when I hear that great voice of Dolores.

Cranberries had their own, very unique style! Their rhythm and melodies are amazing (and ofcourse they have good lyrics also.)


Now when Dolores is gone (only at age 46), one period is ended again. She’s singing only in heaven now! I hope angels are with you, Dolores!