It has been a long time since I updated my blog. But honestly... my life isn't that exciting and sometimes you just have to think before you write. (Yep.. sometimes I actually think

before I let the words come out of my mouth. Approximately 0.09% of the time.) 

I have learned something completely new about finnish culture! Even thought we  don't talk that much  and use words like "lovely, darling, please, would you mind... etc" - all the time we really are truly polite people! And why is that?.

1. We let people to be on a bad mood when ever they want without forcing them to be "oh-so-super-duper-fake-happy all the time by asking the "how are you?" 24/7. (It's not polite to answer "Actually I feel like shit...")

2. We take it as a full granted that when asking a person will pass you the salt, open the door, assist you without using super-sugary please/darling/sweetheart words. (Oh we do use a bit more kinder words but without all that sugariness) Just like talking to some one on your level, not superior or lower. That just how the world runs.

3. When calling we always (most of the time) introduce ourself and what business we have.

In England: "Is Melanie/Sam/John there?". What the F*** behavior is that? 

If in previously introduced case I answer the phone I assume that:

A the person on the phone knows who Melanie etc. is

B That Melanie probably knows who's calling.  

But they usually have no idea who's calling and the person calling is sometimes just throwing names or just pronouncing names incorrectly. 

That's why my next job is to learn to ask who's on the phone and what they want what is really hard for me because I have learned that asking direct questions from a person I don't know is rude (because in Finland they usually introduce themselves on the phone the questions are not necessary..) and keeping my nose out of the things that are not my business is the thing to do because I trust that the people will surely tell me if there is something that I need to know.

I actually could be a perfect assistant for those who who want to keep the "secrecy"....  Time to fill some job applications! 

4. Answering the phone... Since when it has been smart to answer the phone by saying "HI!, Hello, YEAH?" Don't you usually say your name when answering? How else would the person calling know that they have phoned to the right number?!

Like you know I have been crazy about the variety of museums here. Couple of weeks ago I visited the The Science Museum.  

   

 

 

All that time I just kept on thinking: "Where did we go wrong?... Where the science went wrong?". In order to explain and control everything we try to measure everything. And in order to measure something we have to control it and put it in a box to do so and does everything work in a box the same way as in wild?.. What happened to the good old fashion observing? That's what Newton,  Da Vinci, Drawing etc. did!

Me and my wondering mind!  

                                     

A lot of things to see and experience but my own sweet wet dream situated in the upstairs The Science and Art of Medicine. It's a shame it has been placed in a kind of "corner" of the museum. Hard to reach No wonder there were only a few visitors upstairs! And it really is a good exhibition...  

History of medicine shown in those small artifacts! From healing spells to surgery knives! How fascinating it is to realize how cold and technological now a days medicine is. Where's the love and understanding? Don't get me wrong. I occasionally hug trees and run around like a proper 60's hippie preaching about universal understanding but I do practice ice cold logical thinking and I do respect the modern medicine but the obsession that modern scientist have in measuring and controlling everything has gone a bit too far when it comes to human body. We still don't know how everything works in the body and still we keep on trying to control it through pills (drugs, hormones..) and technology even thought it has been working all by itself for hundreds of thousands years  (processing food, healing, reproducing...). And we shouldn't forget that every human body has their own fine "tone" they work in. Making things even more complex!  And still we want to give some average limits to everything and again CONTROL IT! That doesn't make any sense to me.  Therefore I personally evaluate (like a proper student) every patient as their own and then make my conclusions and try to improve the body function.

But back to the subject of living in London! Let me introduce you to my favorite shopping place in London Lewisham! TK-Max there has the best shoe collection I have seen. Primark isn't stuffed with simple and crazy people (A.K.A. tourists) and if you need a little of market athmosphere. Right there! £1 bowl of fruits, fake handbags, street market make-up kits.... What ever you need! Lewisham is actually ok place to be. I still wouldn't walk there all by myself at nights.

Now I can officially say that my honeymoon with London has come to an end. No more pink shade visions of the people. The name of the game is" welcome back to the reality!". I thought that the hardest work would be relocating myself to London but no... not at all. That work is still ahead of me. To finally get the diplomas, degrees etc. that I want and pushing into a career I have been longing for so long.  In here I actually have to start from the nil. UK bureaucracy won't recognize my previous diplomas or work experience from Finland and I even have to prove myself and my knowledge to my uni. That means tons of extra work and  investing on personal trainer/fitness instructor courses. 

Everywhere I go in London rainbows follow me.

A bit silly that a person that has no work experience or background from the fitness industry but has a certificate in Personal training (2 month weekend course) is considered to be more qualified than me who has a long history with in sports and has done some fitness instructor  and coaching work for two years in Finland.)   But they say that what doesn't kill you makes you only stronger? And even thought it may mean that I have to study some extra years at least I'll be in a profession that I love. 

  

Huge thanks to you all who believe in me when I have one of those days I just wan't hide the world in my bed (A.K.A. PMS) and keep pushing me forward by sending me small reminders and saying a few nice words!

This is the part of my blog where I originally thought about writing about my dry-and-no-date season but when you least expect it the reality bitch slaps you in the face. I finally got something going on and even if it's not going to be long lived story (maybe...maybe not....you never know!) at least it has restored my belief in men. He seems to be normal, kind, smart, funny and damn good looking. But I wouldn't be too surprised if I later learn that he has 3 families around the globe "I'm a mormone"or turns in to a werewolf every full moon or has a schizophrenia because I really seem to attract crazy guys or end up having a really bad luck like...: 

1. The guy is crazy

2. The guy has a situation with his ex

3. The guy simply isn't that into me. 

Or maybe it's just me?...

But that can't be true because I'm a perfect woman! God's gift to the men around the world! They just haven't realized it yet... So  Why don't you love me?!

I can't wait for the weekend: Hanna is visiting me, my friend Kirsi from the Upper secondary school times happens to be in England and London this weekend and my new flatmate from Finland moved in this monday... This means that there's a Paaartiiieee in finnish style. And the budget wont be a problem. Fools pay and crazy people get it for free! WOOP WOOP!

Happy days!

Question for you to think about: Would you rather live in a rich house with a view to a dodgy area OR in a dodgy house with a view to nice rich area? I don't know about you but I think my view is Fantastic!