Home

During my first days in Dublin I slept in a hostel and I shared the room with five other persons. One of them was a girl who couldn't tell where she comes from. 

It is interesting how one always asks a new acquaintance for the name and where s/he comes from. And what they do. 

Anyway, the girl couldn't tell where her home is because she has been moving around the world her whole life.

I every now and then do miss home. When I try to figure out what it is exactly that I am longing for I really can't put a finger on it. It may be family, friends, culture, food, routines: an environment where you can relax and be yourself.  A feeling of being home.

I have realised that I acctually don't know where my home is. If it would be a physical space it would most likely be in Pörtom where I grew up. If it would be where my friends are it would be scattered around Finland and Europe. And as I love sleeping I would maybe consider my home to be where the bed I long for and where I sleep best is. But none of those don't really feel like a category that would please me.

Therefore I think the best way not to feel homeless is to feel at home with yourself. As your home is in your body and mind you can carry it anywhere you go.

And one day..It was like somebody just turned off the rain.

The spring is officially here when you can wear your jeans jacket, have a barbecue and enjoy open-air cinema. Stand-up comedy night with free ice cream is also quite nice.

Reissumies

Whelan's, brunch on the balcony, Tina Turner, museum, the sea, sushi, bus, filmfestival, empty Belfast, foot sweat and curry fries. Some words and some pictures to desribe the last few days that I spent with great friends. Splendid, indeed.

Seen from the bus window on our way back from Belfast: Thatcher the real criminal

Impressions

Trinity Ball was beautiful and enjoyable. One could say that the campus turned into "Trinityland". Students were dressed up and jumped around the different stages enjoying good music. Grand is the only adjective I can come up with at the moment to describe the night.
The next day a plane arrived in Dublin with a person I have been waiting to visit me. Music, food, walking and talking made 4 days go by quite fast.

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I was on a small gig yesterday and realised (again) how much I love live music. I'm was a bit annoyed at the people with smartphones that they have to check all the time, though.You cannot and must not do anything but enjoy the moment when you're on a consert. And shudder.

 



 

Of some reason my stay here has made me realise (more than before) how important it is to live in the moment. On the other hand one have to plan the future in some way. I have to think about when I should do my laundry and what I will study next year. But worrying too much will destroy the moment you're living in right now. 

Enough of deep stuff again. Now I have to read for the exams, seriously. Or maybe I'll just check Facebook first...

There is no map to human behaviour

It was one of those nights when you stay up talking about everything and nothing. We argued about what is important in life and what we endeavor. There was a question thrown out about what you trust. I couldn't answer. Somebody said humanity, in that sense that humans can together come far, much further than they believe. There just have to be trust and a driving force, the ignition spark. Society changes when many people really wants it to change and act for it. I agreed, mostly because I realised that the sun was rising.

I lost my phone on Saturday. Yesterday I got a call to my Finnish phone. A guy said that he had found this phone (I then realised it was my Irish number calling) on the street and could return it to me. After waiting for him in the city for nearly an hour and wondering what kind of weirdo it could be, we gave up and started walking home. Somebody called. A couple of minutes later a guy turned up with a friendly smile and handed over my runaway.

If the phone would have been found by a group of people, it would most probably have been sold by now, or at least not been returned. This made me think. I might trust the individual instead of human collaboration. You can of course not do everything alone, but maybe the individual is good if nobody forces it to be the opposite. People in groups might do more stupid things than desirable things.

Sociology is trying to find general patterns in societies, trying to find a box for everything and everybody. If you don't fit into the box you will probably not enjoy living, because the society don't like deviants too much. It disturbes the tranquility. I think I should change my major, but is there any subject not focusing on patterns?

Conclusion of this all: there is still hope for this planet not to be destroyed by the greediest mammal.

Wasn't that philosophical and deep. I thought that I would just write a post about this week without adding pictures.
Anyway, today I bought a friendly mouse trap. The unwelcome tenant must go, not die though.
And the biggest event of the spring is taking place tomorrow: Trinity Ball. I went to the hairdresser's, but came out looking 5 years younger (which is less nice when you're 22). I hope the other 10 000 celebrating students don't pay too much attention to my forehead.