!?!?!?!?

so i got the results for my bachelor's thesis.
i got the highest score.

?!?!?!?!

well, actually you can only get three kinds of scores: failing, passing, and passing well. whatever that means. "underkänd, godkänd och väl godkänd" in swedish. so i got the slightly higher "väl godkänd"... ain't that nice. and strange, as i personally think my thesis is just......something i did in order to get it done. well, apparently that's all that it takes sometimes. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY I'VE GRADUATED FROM UNIVERSITY/COLLEGE WHATEVER IT'S CALLED IN ENGLISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WWWOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

now i'm looking forward to a year or two of taking it easy, maybe working a shitty job or two. the plan is to work at WHATEVER JOB I GET (read: anything except calling people trying to sell useless shit) and then gather a big enough amount of money to travel. the future seems quite blank at the moment. open, vast and unknown. i'm feeling terrified and free at the same time. which is actually exactly how i want to feel right now. how i need to feel right now, i think.

we'll see.

and soon i'm back in dear finland again. oh how homesick i've been.
see you soon friends (if anyone is even reading this as it's summer and you may not even use your computer) ! ! ! ? ! ! !

early to bed early to rise makes a man or woman miss out on the night life

 was at a foam party last night. (at this lame place that i like because it's a bit lame. maybe i feel at home) so, after the party i realized my next train wouldn't leave until 5. waiting at the railway station half past 2 isn't the best. but i met a french-italian guy dressed in white with a white bicycle and walked around with him for a bit. (got to practice my french yay) but didn't want to go drink vodka with him so i fled to maccy d's, and i have to admit, the cheeseburger was delicious. and i killed a lot of time playing mahjong on my phone and then i watched music videos and found something great: live performances by morphine (one of the best 90's blues/alt.rock/jazz bands i know and the singer's deep voice is incomparable aaaaaaaa soooo wonderful) but then a guy who had lost his shoes (he had dirty toes and a homer tattoo on his arm) interrupted me and asked what time it was and then my train came so

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.