ja sitten kuului poks :)

.... Today was boring at work, I was distracted and kept giggling at random times. :D Thank goodness I have tomorrow free :)

(I think I'm going to dye my hair back to pink tomorrow too)

I did not just say that.


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Täytyy sanoa ettei lainkaan tee mieli mennä töihin :( Mut onneks on vielä pari tuntia aikaa lököillä kotona :) Täytyy käydä tienaamassa ^^

Ja nyt käytän Rompan pissillä.

A few days ago I dyed my pink hair away. :( I miss it so bad, but I'm not going to dye it back to pink. It is tempting, though, 'cos I have the whole cupboard filled with pink hairdye bottles. ^^ My hair is now kind of light brown at the roots and faint pink at the ends. :D I'm trying to get back to my old hair colour since I've been playing around with the idea of getting dreads. Still pondering, probably will be for the next year; that's a huge decision.

I was browsing my LJ and found this from last March (just before Bercys <3)

"I'm tired of playing with the pink. Jesus, when me and Paula went to the swimming hall (what's the correct term in English? uimahalli in Finnish, la piscine in French) and I showered before we went to the pools, there was pink water running down the tiles. We were chuckling and mortified when these older women kept glancing down the drain and looking around at me as the source of it. lol

Basically the reason is the stupid fading since this isn't a permanent colour, nor is there one, and my root growth is darkish greyish and then the back of my head glows orange if I let it go un-redyed long enough. Not to mention the constant dying can't be good for the hair. :/"

and this

"I miss the pink hair. I want it back. This brown isn't cutting it, it's way too normal and yucky. Even Paula said the pink was better. ^^ So I'm getting it back before Friday. :P"

It took me a week to get the pink back the last time. :D I wonder how long it'll take this time? :P

written way back on 6th of November 2007 :) Oh the memories...

Wow, Sunday. ♥
Tokio Hotel ♥

I'll update this post with piccies and whatnot a bit later today or tomorrow, but wow. Also, I did not expect coming home to be this depressing. 0_o I fucking cried when I took a shower. -.- I wanna go back to Tokio Hotel-land. :( But nay, I have to get up early tomorrow and go practise being a cashier at the other Bauhaus. Eh. Am lacking motivation.

This was definitely not my last TH-gig. :P I wish they'd publish their schedule for next year so I can start planning. ^^

* Friday: Trip started off well with dad taking us to the airport via Jumbo (shopping mall). We bought a few things... disposable raincoats etc and withdrew (?) money for the hotel since we weren't sure if Visa Electron would work there. Then we ate hamburgers on our way to the airport and we checked in while papa was oggling us through a glass wall. lol. Mom stayed home 'cos she was pathetic and said she would cry. lol.

* We got there at about 22.40 and after picking up our luggage, we jumped onto SkyTrain (only the most brilliant train ever! We were like 'wohoo, this is so sci-fi! Why can't we have something like this in Finland?' :D)

* Hmmm... By this point we'd spotted a few Finns (with the same destination as us= TH *g*), but we didn't really hook up. A lovely middle-aged couple in front of us in front of a ticket machine surprised the hell out of me and Paula when they suddenly started speaking Germanish Finnish! They must have been Finnish but lived in Germany, so the woman instructed us on getting a proper ticket out of the machine. Yay. :) Then we went to wait on the platform and tsadaa, we're in Essen.

* Now the fun starts... XD We decide to be clever and walk to our hotel since we had a tiny map and we basically knew where it was. We didn't. We had the map all wrong in our heads and even after asking for directions to Grugahalle (which we found), we continued past Gruga to a competely different direction than we were supposed to. *roll eye* Our bag's strap snapped and we were starting to get tired of wandering around the streets and finding nothing but wrong street name signs. So, we notice that a good few taxis have come down the street we were walking along; maybe there'll be more? We missed a few since we had our backs to their direction, but then I waved one over and eeee, we were saved. ^^ This adorable black cab driver took us to our hotel and blabbered English with us. I was thoroughly amused when he asked if we were there for Tokio Hotel. XD I didn't even have my TH-hoodie visible! lol. Yep, we were. :P

* Hotel Jung. Was a lovely place. When we checked in, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AT 1.15AM OR SOMETHING, they assigned us a wrong room, a single room, but then we got our double room with a bathtub no less! Heh, so we took turns in bathing and I dyed my hair and then we went to sleep.

* Saturday: We woke up at 9 o'clock and ate breakfast. That's obvious. Then we spent the day the Paula-way: shopping. She's crazy. But luckily for me, most of the shops closed at 14 PM. (Or so we thought at the time; turned out that shops in City Centre would have been open longer, ha.) We ate in a Chinese Buffet after shopping, then we relaxed at the hotel a bit... Then we went to check out the situation at Grugahalle and I could not convince Paula to spend the night in the line. Zee fucker. :X Then we went and bought groceries for the hotel and the manyhour-wait on Sunday. And walked around a little more? Maybe... *confused*

* We watched German Super Talent a little on Saturday night! lol at the old women doing acrobatics on the beams. ^^ I was worried they'd fall off and hurt themselves, but nay, they were brilliant. lol

* Sunday: We woke up later than we had planned since waking up was really hard. XD We'd gone to sleep at 10PM, but still we slept til 9AM. Ate breakfast and walked to Grugahalle. Only to discover that heh, maybe we should have spent the night there. Paula's words, not mine. :P The line had grown at least... let me think... a kilometre? A little less maybe, but it was so amusing to keep walking and walking and walking along the sidewalk with the otherside of the sidewalk filled with TH-fans. Where's the end of the line? Eventually we found it and sat down on top of our fleece blanket. Eeee. ^^ And the line kept on growing and growing. :P We were in the line for 7-8 hours or so. The time went really fast even though it was a bit cold at times. lol

* I have to say: There were at least a handful of Bill or Tom look-a-likes around the town or the line when we were there. They seriously killed me. Not only because they looked so alike, but because most of them were girls and it was so smexy. Like, guh. -.- And oh my god, the girl behind us from the line... Eeeep. I seriously girlcrushed on her the last four hours of queueing. -.- You are not allowed to paint your eyelids ridiculously huge with black kahl, be all shy and gorgeous and tug on my heartstrings. Not when you're German/Russian and I'll never see you again. You are not. Umm... yeah, I'm bi.

* When they finally started to let us in, it took ages until we actually got to the door since the queue was so so long. But when we got closer and closer to the entrance, the pushing and shoving and HELL only got worse. Jesus. Are people stupid? Me and Paula were bloody holding hands so that we wouldn't lose each other in the crowd! And then we were squashed into a fence and I couldn't breathe for a moment. But then the security figured out how to handle the people and we got in safely.

* Gruga was smaller than I expected. We got good places about in the middle of the standing area, but I hate people and their heads. :/ Why do they have to block my vision to the stage? I'm not small, but I had to stand on my tiptoes to see onto the stage if Bill was hopping about. ^^ The concert was something so brilliant. I can't even start to explain how freaking amazing it was to be a part of the screaming, singing and jumping crowd and see especially Bill's beaming smile after each song. ♥

* I'll add a few piccies later. :P Paula was my personal cameragirl in the concert since she's not that into Tokio Hotel and didn't feel the fire to jump and scream. lol. I could not have concentrated on filming at all. 0_o

* Oh, and we had to take a short trip to the lobby during the concert since I started to feel weak and and woozy from all the jumping and screaming and not having eaten much during the day. Eh. So we bought coca-colas and I missed half of Heilig. :( Pretty much one of my favorite songs. :/ During that trip, we also saw all the people sitting on the stairs, looking worn out and crying and it was pretty sad. They were the ones who'd ben squashed in the masses during the concert. :/ People are so selfish. 0_o Me and Paula made a concious effort not to push people in the concert after the going-in-from-hell, but luckily the people behind us didn't push either; the ones against the fence in the middle of the stage still seemed squashed, though. :/

* And that is it. Zee great TH-Trip To Essen. Hah, and I rule with German. lol. And Germany's un-Englishness amazed me. You cannot find an English magazine from a store. Not even one. Is that just Essen or is it the same elsewhere? Although there was one shop in the bahnhof which sold international magazines, but we found that one too late. And this one guy annoyed the hell out of me. 'Ich spreche Deutsch', when asked politely in German if he spoke English. Thank you for letting me know.

lol. I think I'll stop at that. XD

my craptactic pictures from Essen here.

// wow... i managed to blabber about everything else but the concert. :D But there is only that much squeeing and gushing one can bare, so maybe it was better this way. XD I still haven't managed to write anythign down from our summer trip... and i should before I forget :/ Dortmund, Nijmegen, PDP and Lisboa coming up, hoffentlich.

I think I'll move my TH concert blabber and pictures over here when I get off work tonight -.- You know, to have some context over here other than the layout. :D

As it has been said, I'm Sini. I'm supposed to be 20 years old, so I guess I am. :P Currently I'm having a gap year from studying and I should start school in a few weeks, but I'm having cold feet. Me and two of my friends through Tokio Hotel fandom (<3) have been playing around with the idea of taking another gap year and going over to Germany to work, but there is the language barrier. Mein Deutsch ist nicht so gut. Nächtens Summer at the latest, though, before a TH tour. ^^

I'm basically everywhere under this same nickname. :D irc-galleria et livejournal photobucket youtube and loads of forums :D On MSN Messenger, you'll find me under.... well, ask me :P

Nous avons un chien, Romi. <3 Il est mein Hertz et je l'aime beaucoup. :)

I like languages. Now that I'm not in school I haven't really studied one for a year or so, but I was reading English, Swedish and French in school. I read German for three years before quitting it. Tokio Hotel came too late. :D Now I want to start German again. :P

Um um. I've been writing my whole little life and that's weird. I like writing, I like reading, I like words, but I'm not good with words. lol Genau. Jetzt geh ich nach Breakfast machen, oder something. ;)