Posted by: tindla | 21 May, 2011

The birthday girl!

Good morning cuteness!

Finns are experts when it comes to devouring sweet stuffs for special occassions.

Posted by: tindla | 21 May, 2011

Home sweet home.

Grilled tuna sandwiches.

Coloured ice cubes ftw.

Then after a nice long fieldtrip day at work and the long and boring train ride home I could sink into my nice, fluffy bed!

Posted by: tindla | 19 May, 2011

Japanese, yes please!

Posted by: tindla | 16 May, 2011

Min nya kärlek!

Posted by: tindla | 15 May, 2011

Uuh!

Just look at this beautiful thing I saw when checking my lottery ticket in R-kioski at the end of my nice evening walk. Lucky I had neither money nor bank card on me, huh.

Posted by: tindla | 15 May, 2011

Bröllopskeikka.

Posted by: tindla | 14 May, 2011

Hahaha.

Is this the place for barbecueing?

Posted by: tindla | 11 May, 2011

No frog be turned.

I don’t believe in princesses and castles. In shiny, perfect knights on white horses nor frogs that when you kiss them they turn into princes. I never dreamed of a white, fluffy wedding where I would have to endure an entire day of being the centre of attention, each second feeling uncomfortable about myself.

I just don’t get it why we teach kids from a small age to think this way? Boys can play with toy guns and make loud noises with dinosaurs while girls should be dressed in lace and pink enjoying plastic tea parties? I’m glad I never owned a barbie. I made a mess out of my parents backyard with any raw materials I could find, built 20 three houses in the woods and collected rocks.

Still I managed to at a much too early and tender age desire a prince to save me. I was still a teenager when moving in with a frog, always hoping he was in fact a prince in hiding. But no matter how many times I kissed him nothing happened. I am even convinced that what to us seem to be innocent childrens’ games actually dictate our future relationships and how we treat people. I was pulling and ripping at my ex, expecting the impossible to come out of him. I never seemed to see reality.

Today I am with someone whose flaws are obvious, but to me manageable, at times even endearing. And I think I know how to treat him the right way. I give him space to show me who he is, I observe and learn his ways and enjoy the process. I have learnt that we can never push people around and the way they make us happy can never be based on our own irrational expectations.

I want my life to be real, my beliefs based on truth and my prince to be himself. Then I can be truly happy.

Posted by: tindla | 10 May, 2011

Sweet stuff.

Special song for me as the man of my choice was the one to send me this link some time ago. :)

Naija (Nigerian) music is really awesome by the way. Do check out fab artists like D’banj, P-Square, F.B Bakare, Asa, Wande Cool and Timaya to mention a few.

Posted by: tindla | 10 May, 2011

Refuge.

A lot is happening at the moment. Or a lot of new notions for the future is coming crashing down. Had some bad news today. Feel groggy and tired at work. Sun fails to cheer me up. Just wanna run home, have a coffee and yoghurt, lie down for a while and go for a long walk.

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