I can be who you want me to be, but do you want me?

While I'm doing laundry (and trying to figure out how the timer in the washing machine works) I have time to drop few lines. Like about more recent and less exciting stuff than traveling around the country.

Firstly I have to say: I really love being here. I've met amazing people from all over the world. That kind of people and persons who - I thought - to had extinctioned ages ago. I've found nice way of living life. I've found loads of things to do. I've found new passion to my life.

I really love Sheffy. Everybody's been asking how I find the city and what I think about it. It's amazing, so green, so small and still so big. It's more attached to nature than most of big cities. I love how hilly it is and I love the small and rare views out of the city to the other hills surrounding the city. City View Cafe at the union is one of my favourites cause the view from there is just breathtaking.

I really like the British (of course there's few fockers in the mix but now I mean over all the people I've so far met). It's funny how polite and friendly they are. And I really love the fact that all problems are solvable. When back home most of the places would kick me out or told to come back next week or look it from the net or phone some weird number - here all the problems will be solved at the moment or at least huge effort will be put into the trying of solving the thing out. I love how the people in shops and other service thingys really seem to enjoy what they are doing. I've seen only one or two sour faces while I've been here. And if something goes wrong, oh my! The amount of apologies! Or the sorry's I've got just walking in the street. If someone even thinks they might be on your way they're shouting sorries from meters away.

All this results sometimes in a bad feeling about being rude, cause I didn't realize to say sorry to the gentlemen who I almost made to take few extra steps. Or forgetting to say please in the bus when I'm just flashing my student card to get the right ticket. Or remembering to start sentences "Could I have/I would like to have.." instead of "I want..". And sometimes all this gets very tiring.

It's also really tiring to speak and communicate via foreign language all the time. Oh, the times when I've wished I could say my things in Finnish. I've talked relatively little Finnish (I've even talked more Swedish!) here, but when I do the effect sticks with me for a day or two. I struggle more with English when I've used even a little bit of Finnish. That's why I don't use it that much and find it quite irritating when people want to communicate in Finnish with me. But I have to admit that sometimes I do play the "I'm foreign!" card to the table just to get on easier. Among the Brits it takes sooooo much more energy to keep up than with exchange people cause we tend to talk loads slower and use more plainer and easier vocabulary.

Most irritating things atm: British keyboard, omg! Who the fock invented that one!? Most loveliest things atm: the weather (early autumn! oh!), amazing shopping possibilities, New Leaf-salad bar at Union, Union (!!!!), "Luv" and certain, very very! lovely persons!