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I've been struggling all night with this one weather report-thing that I'm supposed to be doing in Finnish class on Friday. I suck at finnish and I absolutely can't write one of these without help, and nobody was willing to give that to me.

Then, out of the blue, my mom's "friend" (hopefully future boyfriend) told me he could translate it for me as long as I wrote it in Swedish first!! ♥ Seriously, he's so so so so nice and I can't believe she isn't dating him already. He's perfect :D + he smells good so that's a plus.~

It's a huge improvement from my last step dad, who was an ass. No, that's rude to all the asses out there. He was a monkey ass. Much because I don't give a shit about those. 8D

Labels: my life, teenage raging

Hello!

So to further describe my existance, I shall write what I assume will be an unnecessary profile.

So my name's Jennifer and I'm soon to be 18 and hella glad for that as well. I live in a village the size of your palm in the middle of nowhere and I take the bus to and from my school everyday for 20 minutes. I have decent grades, nothing to brag about except my average of 10 (full score) in English (lol my pride and glory) and I will try hard to raise them I promise. OTL I have a somewhat unhealthy love for languages as I tend to pick up a tad too many and at the moment I'm studying French, Japanese, Spanish, Finnish and English (while Swedish is my mothertongue). (English can't really count as studying though so scratch that.)

My ultimate life goal is to move to Japan and make a big enough success out of this waste of space of a life to actually get to stay there and if I'd get to choose, I'd never come back to Finland. I hate cold weather, I really dislike freezing but I do love wrapping myself up in warm clothing and blankets and sip on some hot chocolate while the chilly weather stays outside. I don't like sweating, but I like the summer. I don't really have any special feelings about autumn or spring.

I live with my mom and my brother and sister, both younger than me, and my dad lives a random life in Spain. (I don't really care to keep up, it's mostly gym business anyways.) He calls sometimes but I rarely see him and it's been that way for such a long time that it doesn't really affect me anymore.

I think I'm a person really easy to misinterpret, because it seems as if many people think I'm someone I'm not. I don't know why that is, but I guess I can be pretty foulmouthed sometimes. I really can't stand people who complain about the smallest of things and that pisses me off. Weak people also pisses me off, those who just looks as if they're begging to be beaten up. (Not that I'd hit anyone, I really wouldn't, but you know those people.) People who are full of themselves can also go die, especially if they're younger than me and act as if I couldn't just step on them like an ant. I guess I dislike lots of different types of people...

For things that I love, I can mention things like manga, fanfics (boy luv onley), kpop, jrock, visual kei, going to concerts, touching the artists inappropriately when I manage to reach them on stage, studying languages, reading about asian stuff, looking at Tokyo on Google Maps, research universities, look at apartments in Tokyo and calculate how much I would have to make to live there. Yes, I have a life like that. <3

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I've been struggling all night with this one weather report-thing that I'm supposed to be doing in Finnish class on Friday. I suck at finnish and I absolutely can't write one of these without help, and nobody was willing to give that to me.

Then, out of the blue, my mom's "friend" (hopefully future boyfriend) told me he could translate it for me as long as I wrote it in Swedish first!! ♥ Seriously, he's so so so so nice and I can't believe she isn't dating him already. He's perfect :D + he smells good so that's a plus.~

It's a huge improvement from my last step dad, who was an ass. No, that's rude to all the asses out there. He was a monkey ass. Much because I don't give a shit about those. 8D

Labels: my life, teenage raging