Once again one of those mornings when you have to wake up and get prepared to face another day at work and end up rushing there with your head as the third leg (like we would say in Finland). During that maniac rushing around and only minutes of serenity occur in the escalators and usually you empty headed stare at the adverts or try to catch an eye contact with the hotties traveling the other way right?...

During those couple of weekend days I found myself overwhelmed about the beauty of the strangest features of peoples calcaneus tendons. Too short trousers and a pair of women's leggings revealed everything to me!

"Why are those so visible?..."

"Is the person way too skinny?..."

"Omg they are sooooooo strong!"

"The right one is slightly tilted due to the collapsed arch in the foot or too much of an eversion..."

"You can really see the lines and features of them"

"Could I take a picture of them?"

You may get a clue what it's like to catch yourself thinking thoughts like this?... And this didn't happen just once but every morning last weekend on my way to work!

 In what point can you say that you have san a bit too much in to the world of osteopathy and medicine? There's nothing wrong with some curiosity right?...

And the Cupid has also thought me a lesson or two.... That winged small guy's arrows are blimey sharp and that's not all! I'm pretty sure he has learned some Kung Fu too! After these bruises of love you would think that you would get smarter in time but yet again I find myself with an black eye from Cupid: We had such a good time, he seemed to be so into me and then I don't get text messages/phones calls in time nor even proper answers....  This time my good  friend Jaqs opened my eyes and returned me back on the surface of the earth and I realized again something that I learned when I was only three years old and absolutely fascinated about the fish my mom cached into a bucket in one of our family summer vacations at summer cottage back in Finland. "Why would the fish move their mouth if not to speak?..." So I spend my time with the professional  serious look and handling skills that only a three year old can have to teach them to speak. After hours still nothing... Oh that disappointment and humiliation of not succeeding!

In conclusion: don't try teach people to do/see/speak things that aren'r really there: it's like teaching fishes to speak. Things don't appear out of thin air! (And if he can't see how awesome you are why to bother? His loss!)

So just to save the leftovers of my sanity, emotions and time I just better move on and continue with my life. Besides... it's HALLOWEEN!

Halloween's traditionally the end of harvest celebration and the day when the line of the spirit world and our world is at it's thinnest. Western civilization has found an amazing way to celebrate it by dressing up to spooky (slutty among adult women) outfits and running around trick or treating for candy when a kid and after some booze deals in adulthood. 

So of course there are some wicked parties to attend on thursday, friday and saturday! 

Once in a while you wake up to "live in a moment" and the time freezes for a split of a second around you.

Just like last week when the first thing that I did during that day was to swing with the kids, play hide'n seek and have a picnic under a big oak tree while it was raining then gathering myself to university lecture to DR and investigate the amazing anatomy of dissected heads and in the end of the day find myself at work adjusting glasses and giving style advice.... in the evening I stopped for a second with a small smile on my lips and started giggling to myself.

At least the day passing is never like the day before!

I decided to avoid sleeping with my windows open. There are some odd creatures outside. At least it sounds like it. Sometimes it sounds like a child is hurt (which always wakes up my motherly instinct...) and in seonds it changes to a wicked  witches laughter and from there to the spooky callings of an owl.

Yep I'm talking about the city foxes. More multilingual imitating animal is still yet to be found to beat the fox!

Just to save the remainings of my sanity I'll keep the window closed...

And the next video I just had to share. Those living in northern countries will understand this nordic idea of a romance 100%! 

And you wonder why I moved to London?... 

Don't get me wrong. I appreciate the simple gestures etc. But you just get bored if this is the highlight of your romantic relationships...

Oh those sweet memories!

Unbelievable how my work and studies can effect  my blog writing! But no worries sweeties because mama's back!

Still working and studying my ass off as usual and still single. Not a many things have changed I must say. BUT I do live now only 10min away from the uni and have my very own (rented) bedsit in amazing safe and green area with lovely neighbours.

And I actually dated for a few months but unfortunately things can get a bit complicated. And no. Not a result from internet dating. I actually had a few dates from all of those pages and met interesting people. Some more charismatic then others and a couple of dodgy ones too.  Dinners, stand up, drinks, parks... You name it! There are the ones that are really looking for something with all their hearts and those who simply uses it as sort of a game. Have to say that I now understand how some can find the other half from the cyberspace but also learned that it simply isn't my thing. I need to meet the person face to face. Eyes are the windows to the persons soul they say and I agree to that 100%.

Maybe now when I'm not looking I will be surprised by the most amazing, tall, dark and handsome gentleman with a bit bad boy in him.... OR I find myself again next to a neurology and clinical methods books wearing still yesterdays clothes and wondering why I didn't even bother to take my shoes off when crawling into my bed?

Here's a few moments from the last few months. Pictures tell more then thousand words!

When I had the change: Notting Hill Carnival!

Dancing, music, people, sun..

Other times when not at work or uni revising in the parks.

Back home in Finland. Parents place.

Sometimes I do miss the sea.

Well not the seagulls 

Helsinki = Blocks of flat Vs. Nature. Love it! 

One of Helsinki's landmarks: The Helsinki Cathedral (or the Church of Doom as we finn's know it.)

Notice the population? Yep... and look at the logical architecture and city design. BOOM! 

From my old neighborhoods in Helsinki. Used to live around the corner! 

Helsinki by Night

One of the best parts when visiting Helsinki: Catching up with my friends and my friends Mia's and Lauri's beautiful wedding music, dancing, games, international atmosphere... (with us being the nosiest table at the reception and me baking the famous hangover cupcakes. Delicious but the icing looked exactly like done by a hangover baker with terribly trembling hand..and why did all of us in our group have a extra bottle of the "strength drink" when finnish weddings are famous of having an endless supply of alcohol? I can always trust my friends!). The conversations with Mari reminded me again how lucky we are to face challenges.  It wasn't a surprise to find myself with yet again getting these brilliant ideas with my friend Anne: Hangover dinner at McDonalds. (Gluten free!) and a desert at Hesburger (another fast food place). Why?!... And oh those amazing sangria spiced conversations and memories with Milja and Saara. Priceless! 

Beautiful just married couple and the cake cutting.

Fish, potatoes, summer salad... the beauty of finnish food!

It was such a weird couple of days when getting used to London and routines again. After those days I realized how London has become my home and a big part of me. I'm always finnish and will keep the national characteristics exposed to the world (wether they like it or not...) but you can't take the London out of me anymore. (Or should I say me out of London?) Well anyway... this is my home now!

My home. Finally traditional London living!

even got my coffee maker in MY kitchen!

Marilyn or anatomy posters: Decisions, decisions... In the end didn't want to scare the possible suitors away! 

thanks to IKEA for making all this possible!

I'm sorry to let you down and write about something completely different that you expected.

For months I been thinking about the wordless messages I send to others to be read. No guys, not that flirting thingy with dirty eye winks, sex appeal and lustful expressions that I tend to do apparently 24/7 according to your reactions.... but those even more settle messages. (Why on earth I otherwise would receive so straightforward questions and sometimes questionable messages?) The way you walk, look at the ground while walking or other peoples eyes, what you do with your hands and so on. Universally the  body language is pretty much the same but the appreciation of boldness and humble shy modesty may vary.

That's what I think is completely wrong with me!

First of all it would be better that I would walk in a sluggish way so that no-one else around me would feel offended by my posture. My bubbliness can also be offensive in these depressing times. But the worst is probably my way to dance and laugh all the time because everyone of us knows that it's one of  the biggest sins is to be happy if you don't have 80 000 billions in cash, 20 known BIG cars, your not a know movie-star, producer, model etc. have a personal trainer and other staff looking after you!

But there's even more to it:
In UK people seem to be obsessed about the social classes and which class they belong to. If you're born in the UK you can usually smell, see, some how know with your 6th sense in which group the others belong to because it doesn't matter where you belong to as long as your above others!

Traditionally you were in working-class, middle-class or one of the more equal ones: Upper class. Each class seem to love to socialize only with the others in their class and love to aim to be on the top ranked ones in their class.

There are do's and don'ts in the classes and there's the one thing I fail all the time. For example I love all sort of music (jazz, gypsy folk, rock, pop etc) , wearing a lot of colors and thrift shopping and in UK it's just not that IN to recycle things, take the environment to notion and therefore shop secondhand. (FACT: In this consumer culture companies don't want to manufacture anything that lasts so everything new seems to break in no time. Second hand usually better quality now a days.) People in UK are still so absurd when it comes to nudity and bare feet that lets not even go to that... So my open mindedness in cultural/more physical things makes me a kind of urban gypsy.  Gypsies are considered to be in the lower ranks in the social class system . (WHY?!) But wait a second: I know who Dorian Grey is, have read the Odyssey etc. and speak 4 languages. That's not all! My english accent is apparently slightly more posh.  So what does that make of me?!

No wonder I can't find a man! The poor guys are completely puzzled what to do with me!

In the Scandinavian countries and in Finland there's no such a thing as class system. A slight system but eventually everyone has the equal change to socialize with anybody and climb as high in the ranks as they want. You literally get all the possibilities to make your life anything you want to make of it. (YES we do have those individuals that instead of taking the responsibility of their own life, blame the society and just "hang around" making world a better place with different chemical triggers.) We are as strong as our weakest link philosophy works! If somebody in the "lower class" has a brilliant idea we use it to improve the system. (In companies it means that a lower rank workers gets an amazing idea that the managers decide to use to invest with the systems they got and BOOM! More money for the company and workers get more efficient in their work. Unlike in UK where innovative behavior is considered to be the biggest crime against the country and crown....)

This is one of the secrets how Scandinavia and Finland are internationally successful countries.

But loved ones we live in 21st century! Traditions are shattered and altered. For example traditionally with my background I would have been previously in the working class. Then in the middle class (on my way to the top!) but sweethearts it's not that easy anymore. Behold! I'm one of the emergent service workers.  In english it means that I'm absolutely broke but socially and culturally on the top. Actually most of the people in this group are young and finding their place in the world A.K.A. students.  Find out to which class you belong to!

Back in Finland studying is appreciated thing to do and you can switch careers at any point of you life. Individual development is always good! Over here the first thing that everybody asks after finding out that you study: "So...when do you graduate?".

Eventually the last few months have been the time for me when my rose tinted glasses has shattered into small little pieces and my heroic bohemian ideal of sacrificing everything (flat, career, belongings, relationships..) to finally follow my dreams looks like the most stupid things I could have ever done.

Expect as a idealistic bohemian individual I still stubbornly keep on believing that I did the right thing by following my heart. Suddenly it's so much easier to sleep and wake up in the morning (mostly) excited about the new day ahead.

It's terrible to find yourself under a massive pile of books and realize that lately you haven't really had a life at all.

Well to be honest that's not completely true but mostly YES! As you all are aware my life isn't really the most peaceful one and I'm actually working and studying my ass of 24/7.  (Ashamed to admit that haven't been in the gym that much nether...)

But this all should pass in couple of weeks when the exam period is finally over and I can concentrate in work and workout!

But just to keep you updated what is happening here when I'm not signing, flirting and dancing with my colleagues at work or having a massage or trying so "leach" the wisdom of the book in to my head at the university:

1. Rollers skate night with friends was amazing! If you want to try something new and gain a few bruises at the same time. Try it out! (Ice skating 100 times more easier than this.)

2. Girls nights out! Everybody needs these right? As usual the evening included a few drinks, dancing and somehow ending up to VIP section and that's not all. There's even a picture taken of me and Shauna in Facebook.

Is that...?!

... Well hello there. We've been waiting for you all the year..

First official drinks outside in London or as we would call it Finland: Terassi kausi avattu! 

3. Online dating. YES! It's completely normal thing to do as a super busy single in London so folks back home don't you dare to take piss out of this!)

Internet is full of interesting people and interesting approaches. Have to admit that occasionally I had to look again and look again a bit harder when facing a text from some inspired individual with the interests of flesh or all ready jealous personalities who got absolutely upset when not answering in the next 2 hours.

BUT there are some decent guys and actually I have had some lovely dates. Some that made you realize that it was nice to meet that person but there's no chemistry and those that made you want to know more about that person and woke those lately really sleepy butterflies in your stomach.

 My next blog update will give you a bit more detailed list of experiences and DO's and DONT's

Summer's finally here!

You know the big news? It's time for some amazing ice hockey again! The Ice Hockey World Championships are held in Stockholm and Helsinki this year. I've missed only 1 game so far (and the end of the first game because being too excited about a date where I got late btw but hey c'mon! SPORTS! And FINALLY a nice date with a nice guy!)


I even got Jaqs and Shauna to join me to see the game against USA. The game results weren't that nice and Shauna tested the limits of my PMS by cheekily in an irish way supporting USA.

Raw food diet affects us all!

Shauna, me and Jaqs

I think that the goddess of fortune is laughing at me at the moment. We started our university project in Naturopathy this week meaning that we'll be fasting for a week. As a raw food fasting healing crisis I've spent all day in bed barely able to keep anything in... and that's not all! No way... My periods started at the same time AND due to all this pain, vomiting and dizziness I couldn't make it to the Famous 3 Kings pub at West Kensignton to watch the game. Why me?!
BUT Finn-Rus 3-2!! (unfortunately working tomorrow when we face Austria but I'll keep my phone updated with the game results.)

Finland has done well so far and I can't wait to see the next game!

So my last days in Finland included a lot of meeting friends and too much caffein. It was nice to how everybody was doing:

Mari hasn't changed at all and her life is full action. She's such a superwoman!

Satu has got herself a rental flat with a sauna. Sauna! I want to have a Sauna too! When I finally open my clinic I make sure I get my house with a sauna! After a long walk in a beautiful finnish nature with Satu's dog Säde Sani joined us and (Which was extremely good for me after all that alcohol and pickled salty cucumbers... I was so swollen up that I even couldn't open my eyes!) we had a classic girls pampering evening with some Aino chocolate mocha ice cream, tea and chocolate rice cookies. That night I slept like a baby!


Laura's relationship is going well and she got country house and a real man. We opened the outdoor+drink season with the welcoming warmth of the sun.  I tried to look for a real russian authentic Matushka scarf but unfortunately the central stores do take too much price for a 2nd hand scarfs. They weren't prepared to make any compromises with the price so I decided in my mind to go and visit  the eastern part of Helsinki to look for my scarf.  At least I found 2 very good leather handbags! Second hand is always better quality then those sold in high street stores. With this income unfortunately I can't yet afford a proper brand handbag...

Jenna's looking great and kids are growing up fast.

Hanna's family is becoming more tighter and that amazing woman has set herself fitness goals. It's nice to have someone to compare the results and share some experience and tips. She helped me to finally find my authentic Matushka scarf!

I always love catching up with Anne! This time we sinned a bit with some proper McDonald meals  and a movie which actually was a really good one when looking at the resent history of finnish film industry. 21 Ways to Ruin a Marriage  I can't remember when was the last time I laughed so much! Too many similarities to our single life's! 

I don't know when the next time to enjoy this delicious burger will come. ..

The flight back from Helsinki to London went again smoothly thanks to Finnair. I always seem to meet exciting people on my flights and this time  sitting next to me was a brazilian man with his 2- year old daughter. Apparently he has been living in Finland for a number of years already but mainly spoke portuguese, spanish, italian and a little bit finnish. We spoke a little bit about our experiences and I did help them to enquiry about their flight connections at Heathrow and even spoke with his finnish wife on a phone to make sure that he would get to the right place on time. I also got the pleasure to look after that cute kid when he had to visit the lavatory.

I think I probably broke a toe carrying all that luggage through London. (Yep... again I managed somehow to get my entire life to the suitcases from study books to DVD's. Tarantino collection CHECK!... )

This time I remembered to take the pot for my Moccamaster!

Next day was yet another reality slap. A reminder of the routines but I was thrilled. I even brought some finnish chocolate for my mates.  (And talking about chocolate... I have eaten so much chocolate that it's probably running in my veins!)

You have no idea how good it feels to be back in London.  Even this weekend filled with work and evenings spend in "fart pants" and Tarantino movies has felt like I'm living my life to the fullest. Last June I couldn't have believed that someday I would feel like this.

Finland, Helsinki, my family and friends will always be in my heart BUT here's where my life is! Some nice day in the future I may open my clinic somewhere outside London when the time is right for that but I'll enjoy my time here when I still can.

London's a place to call my home!

People have been joking about me being the person who brought the spring with her because

Look and behold! All the snow has almost melted away!

I spent my friday just settling in, relaxing and preparing myself mentally for the evening. It was nice to see my sisters after such a long time. Program included some pampering in a form of professional make up session with a few drinks. I think we left a print to the professionals mind because we got such a good deals from the make up and extra info of some treatments. After that we headed to Cantina West to enjoy a proper meal and surprise surprise ended to my parents local pub to dance and sing absolutely beautifully.

I got the perfect birthday gift from my auntie: I'M A LADY! 

Night is not a night without some drama:

1.Jealousy and unnecessary fights. 

2. Apparently my mom has a inner cougar and young men were flirting with her pretty badly. I remember giggling a bit when I saw her dancing  with at least 3 men and trying to be so innocent afterwards. If you thought that I'm a flirt you should see my mom and sisters!

Well what can you expect when everybody in my family has an ego to fill a castle and voice to definitely make our points clear? 

On saturday it was nice to see the girls after such a long time and catch up what has been happening but hey what would change?... Conversation lingered yet again around men, relationships and what we're going to do when we grow up!

Some drinks, snacks, candles, deep conversations and authentic belly dancing! Unfortunately most of the group had work to do next morning or got a bit tired during the evening but it didn't stop me and Susanna having a blast. (As usual!)

Personally one of the highlights of the evening was the 3 am McDonalds GLUTEN FREE Mcfeast burger. Why on earth UK don't offer these? I love my trash food moments as much as others!

Karaoke moment

I have told you before about the finnish men. Well what I noticed is that the reason why you don't get that rude behavior and suggestions that much in Finland is actually the lack of any social behaviour. A long conversation with a finnish man usually includes a few grunts and maybe 5 words. Nice..

I actually met this one finnish viking like guy (blond, strongly build, only a few words) who was keen on spending some time with me. I made it clear that he shouldn't waist his time with me because I live in London. He let it be for the friday evening but we met again on saturday evening in another bar. He demanded to get my number
( And I do give my number if a man really shows

Gluten free burger!

that his interested) and even texted a few times to me that night. But as usual the man didn't recon that I don't live in here and in the early hours tried to convince me that an after party is a really good idea and tried to ask my address. I made it clear that I still live in London, one night stands are not my thing and actually started laughing imagining in my head how my dad would react when seeing a random man entering the hall way...

Example of these early morning pictures

Yep they look a bit dodgy but are so delicious! Variation on red velvet cupcakes. I should seriously consider of making business out of my gluten free bakings: I just got an order to make 100 of  these gluten and lactose free yumminess for my friends Mia's wedding next september. 

Mirja's & my brothers dogs

Best of the best is always visiting family.

It is always nice just to relax, enjoy the sun, eat and do absolutely everything together. Like sitting on the couch watching Telly with a plank look.

Oh gosh how I've missed all my family!

I feel bad of not seeing my nephews and nice growing up because those kids are brilliant. Crazy auntie visiting them every now and then and running around the house trying to get a kiss. Absolutely fantastic. But thank you Facebook and Skype etc. It's easy to be in contact.

It is amazing how hard it is still to show how much you care and to receive the compliments in my family? My sister called me a bit emotional when I told my youngest nephew that hopefully he's aware that her auntie loves him and of course I've been hugging and kissing absolutely everybody etc. It just isn't part of our culture to show emotions that much. We are people with few words and to show that you care about someone is in actions: Making sure they have food, place rest and they're comfortable.

Mari enjoying a smoothie moment with me

I didn't think that this visit would be as busy as the last one here I go again running around like a madman.

Actually I'm getting a bit home sick here...   But I'll enjoy the last days in Finland while I still can!

THIS week is all about my friends!

Yesterday I woke up 3.30am to prepare myself for the morning flight to Finland. Surprisingly I did the packing all ready last evening so there shouldn't have been any difficulties to be at Heathrow in time right? Yet again as usual I almost missed my flight...

The bus trip to the air port became interesting when an absolutely pissed man decided to jump to the same bus. His friend had to stop the bus and push the man to the bus. The man walked to the center of the bus with a common "Bell's syndrome" drunken face barely understanding where he was.  The oh so nice mixed odor of boost, cigarets and stomach acid filled the buss. I prayed the lord that he wouldn't sit next to me. But once again I was the lucky girl and got some action for my morning!

It didn't take long for this man to start passing out and once he hit his forehead to the pole in front of us.  Then he decided that I was as soft and comfortable as a cosy couch... nice.  My arm occasionally got numb and I tried to wake up the guy to inform him how rude he was. Even the asian guy next to us tried to help me but nothing worked. I could have let him fall down on the hall way or pushed him away but I remembered my early morning bus trips to home in Finland when I passed out etc. and the people there (or a guardian angels) looked after me:

Oh those crazy random after parties and "cover stories". This one time I told to this drunken guy with his mouth full of fast food how hard it is to be dancer in this known club when all the rest of the people just party etc. and treat you like a piece of meat etc. (My brother is even better with these stories. Once he told to be a a gravedigger and how the faces of those who passed away are still haunting him. Yeah right... Thank god he's happily married now a days. ) You also get these entertainers in the bus. Once this one guy started shouting at the buss how big his dick is and offered every and each of us young women in that buss to have a taste. Even those with boyfriends with them... Failure! 

When he seemed to start staring at me like I'm his date for the evening I finally let him hit his head properly to the pole for the second time and that seemed to work because he looked at his phone and stepped out from the bus looking a bit lost. 

Finnair planes are probably the best ones: I got the seat from the back, gluten free snack without a problem and a nice estonian girl seated next to me (who actually lives at the same neighborhood in London as I!). Also a cute angel curl blond blue eye little boy was looking at me at times between the seats with a million dollar smile. He was adorable! 

From floral sunny London Spring...

To grey wet and depressing finnish spring and even the snow has started to melt due to sudden rains!  Apparently I brought the rain with me... Again.

It was exciting to see my mom and dad again and talk about everything that has happened in the last half a year. My phone and Facebook was completely filled with people contacting me to arrange meeting, dinners, coffees etc. I'm glad to see all of you guys!

Dad as usual joked about everything and noticed that my finnish has "suffered" from living and breathing english. My S has become more softer than in finnish language it should be so I sound like the Gopher from the Winnie the Pooh! (strangely I had the same problem when I was a little girl so maybe in my past life I lived in a english speaking country? Or maybe english language is more forgiving than finnish and there fore I have let myself to become lazy with the language corrections?)

I had one of our routine lunch/dinners in front of the Telly. This time they had bought all the seasons from the series Supernatural.

My dad always knows the best things to say about programmes. According to him the food tastes much better when there's some demons running wild on the screen...

First thing in Finland for me to do is always to see my grandma.  I agreed a week a go with my auntie to meet in the center and go to the hospital to surprise her. Unfortunately the flowers I brought for her suffered a little bit in my gentle osteopathic hands and they looked much more like a birch whip we finns use in the Sauna than nice spring flowers they meant to be... I was glad to see her full of spirit and life. She was already planning to get out of the hospital in the beginning of next week so I could do her spring cleaning for her. No matter what the doctors say!



I fell asleep around 8pm exhausted from all that traveling and cultural shocks. (You actually have to speak finnish to the nurses and shop assistants duh!). There fore I spent the friday morning and afternoon at home taking my time and enjoying some finnish delicates like milk products! In england you got yoghurt, Creme Fraiche, more tasty cheese even quark BUT there's so much more in Finland. Here's a little pic of those that Can't be bought easily in the UK.

And my shower experience: OMG! We actually have a good water pressure in the showers, hot water can be taken full granted and the tab water is so tasty: Like honey syrup from the heaven for being so fresh! 

So you probably can imagine me drinking that water like I have never tasted anything like that before and my shower moment was one like from a really good spa. Just like from the Herbal Essence's adverts. 

My mom has become to a conclusion that I have got all my beauty, strength, awesomeness, empathy, sympathy, musical & artistic sense (she claims I stole 3 of her karaoke songs..), cooking skills, Dancing talent etc. from her. 

Right...

This evening the family women will go for make-up, dinner and drinks all together. I'm not sure should I be scared or excited..

We'll see!