Dresses!

Woot. I went dress shopping this morning with my sisters. Marianne bought a b-e-a-utiful wedding dress....and Annina got one for the olden days dance thing in February. I also picked one up for the dance thing too, because they were uber cheap. I mean, it cost me 100€ for this gorgeous dress, and if it wasn't on sale, it would have been about 500€. Hence, the dress shopping. So that was good for a couple hours amusement. Then I went back to Tampere with Tiia and her friend for a movie. We saw Kuningas Arthur, a grand movie. I had seen it in Canada, but I saw it again, and loved it still. I like the movies here, they have finnish and swedish subtitles but spoken english, so it makes sense to me, and I can still pick up a couple words in finnish too.

Homesickness sucks. I hate the emotions that are running through me right now, it's insane. On one hand, I'm totally glad to be here. I have fun, and it's really cool, I love it here. I'm doing things I never thought I would be doing, and it's totally cool. On the other hand, it's tough being here. I don't have many friends, and I feel bad about not being able to speak finnish to people and I don't want to force people to speak english to me, but my finnish is really not there yet. I try to speak finnish when I'm out, like at McDonalds or something, and poeple just speak english back to me. It's frustrating. Sometimes I would really like to just be back in Canada with everyone, and be able to talk and do things, go out and see friends, and play xbox and hang out at the beach. I really miss that, and it's weird not having that. It's weird not having friends who you have little jokes with and when you say half a sentence your friend can finish it for you. It's weird when you have to finish it yourself, and then explain to people what's so funny. It's tough. I see things and then think, 'I totally have to tell so-and-so about that shirt that guy was wearing that said 'Jesus is my homeboy' or about the KKK Market ' and then realized that, oh, right, I won't be able to laugh when I tell them or I'll miss the expression on their face. It's the little things like that that I miss so much right now. It's so frustrating. I miss everyone so much. I miss the stupid p.o.s. town of Qualicum with it's small everything, and the way you can cross the street and not worry about the cars not stopping. Or the way there's only one bus so you can't take the wrong one, nor can you get lost. I miss everything. I miss the ocean so much. I miss the smell of it(it indeed has a lovely smell)and the sand at the beach, and the mountains and everything. I miss not getting lost on my way to French every day. I miss understanding what's going on and what people are saying. It's weird to be somewhere different. I've never really moved anywhere in my life, and this is so different. I've never been out of Canada before I came here. It's such a shock to my system right now. I've been here a month, and it's starting to get really hard. Don't get me wrong, there's no way on earth I'm coming home before July. I'm going to stick this out, it can only get better. I just need to keep busy, it's at night that I miss Canada the most. Not sure why, I just do.