Winter has truely come to Finland, greeting us with several inches of snow and ice all over our northern land. I have a lot to do before Christmas, and I'm really starting to get that special Christmas - feeling we only get once a year. Since I'm an atheist, I don't celebrate Christmas as the birth of Jesus Christ. I celebrate it more like a pagan holiday, since it's a family tradition this time of the year, I don't want to leave it out completely. I skip churches and their choirs, and I don't think twice about the Christian miracles of the Christmas nights.
Today, we went to get our Christmas tree, and now we've got a quite big one. I'll be posting pictures of that later. I hope you have just as fun on your holiday as I've had so far!

Contributions to society has a very varying meaning these days. And people still make me drop my chin, so low it actually dislocates, when I go around reading what they post on the internet. There are the classical strange tweets by people like Jaden Smith, odd Facebook updates from Whiz Khalifa.. But the ordinary people are the ones who surprise me even more. For example, take blogs.

About 75 % of the blogs I've bumped into during my 1 ½ year in the blogosphere, consists of daily-life blogging. That's all well and good, some people might actually enjoy that. But then there are the fucked up teenage girls with lattes and way too much time on their hands (and about 65 % of the blogs I've ever read has been these types of blogs), who blog  about what they got today while shopping or about which moronic shallow celebrity that has become their rolemodel for the past 5 seconds because of a tweet (Kim K, Justin, Nicki M for example). I mean... Do people read this fucking shit?!

And even more puzzling; why? Don't these people have anything to do? Do they not have a life? Who has the time to sit around and visit a blog without a meaning?!
Then there are the people who are just plain stupid. There's blogs about freaking bowel movements. Yes. There are blogs about poop. And even worse, some sick fucks read them. I know that these blogs are a joke. But I also know that there are people who seriously read these blogs.

I mean why... Why... Humans. Please. Stop. I swear to God, these blogs are the reason humanity is failing.

I often get asked questions about my brother and father, who both have autism. They both have Asperger's Syndrome, a mental disorder known for problems with nonverbal communication and social intereaction. Before I go on talking about it, let's establish a few things;

1. Having Asperger's does not make you a retard or insane.

2. There are upsides with having Asperger's

3. My brother and father are normal humans, and if you don't know it, you would never notice that there's something different about their minds.

In this text, I'll answer the five most frequently asked questions about my male familymembers and the syndrome that makes them special.

Are they normal in a social situation? No, not quite. People with Aspergers tend to not regonize any social "rules", have problems with showing emotions, and showing empathy or sympathy.

If they have difficulties with showing emotions, do they love or have friends? Of course. They has as much affection as anyone, perhaps even more when it comes to some people. They just have a hard time showing it.

Is it true that they can become manic over a hobby? I wouldn't say manic, but yes. They can spend hours and hours doing just one thing. When my father got a Rubric's Cube for christmas, he forgot to eat because he loved solving the puzzle so much.

You keep saying that there are upsides.. What are they exactly? For my father and my brother, who doesn't have as strong of an Asperger as many does, the intelligence that comes with it is a clear upside. People with Asperger's tend to have a strong sense of logic, and are usually impeccable at math and other sciences. Also, for my brother, something quite unusual, hightened senses. For example, I remember my mother had difficulty washing him as a small child, because the shower felt like someone was punching him.

Is your father a retard? No. There's a huge difference between being retarded and having this ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder)

If you happen to have any more questions, please leave them in the comments. I hope that this short text has enlightened your mind when it comes to Aspergers.

So as many of you know, I have a lot of internetfriends (thank you for existing, my fellow weirdos!), and some of these are a bit older than me. And we usually have a great time together, skype:ing, laughing, telling weird jokes and using references no one else would understand. And then... BAM! One of them is getting married.

Oh what's that? You're getting married? And you're pregnant? Well... Let me smack you becuase you're leaving me alone!
Seriously. Everyone seem to have their life neatly puzzled together, piece by piece. My pieces however, are in a 10 inch high pale arranged in no particular order. I have like three pieces puzzled togheter. And now you're getting married?! Don't you dare leave me alone with my hot mess-self!

Plus, everybody knows that when you're married and have a child, you're an adult. You have responsibilities, and you have serious stuff to do. Which means, that internetfriends are left behind and forgotten. Like, don't be all sweet and sister-sister to me if you aren't going to stay anymore! Why?! You're breaking my bloody heart here!

Don't get me wrong. My bae has found her soulmate. But she's the only one who fully understand my Police Acadamy-references and the quotes I use from movies that came out long before most of ya'll were born. So no misconseptions, I'm increadibly glad for my boo. But I'm going to miss her </3

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Just a really short rant that really needs to vent out of me. Like now.

Seriously. How come the weather is always nice when I have nothing to do outside and when I really have something outside that I both have to do and have time for, the weather is increadibly bad. Today when I dorve home from meeting Christoffer, there was hail. When I did my studying, it was sunny. Now I want to take a walk, and it's raining...

I mean srsy, what the holy fuck?

So now I have to stay inside and watch Superwoman and Tyler Oakley because why not. Also, I have no more energy for studying economy.. So yup, my priorities are amazingly correct. I'm not good at this. Fuck me <__< No, you don't get to. Only Christoffer gets to ;) Hah, just kidding...

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You'll never sease to amaze me. I'm the worst blogger ever, and yet you keep visiting my blog.. I can't thank you enough <3 You are so wonderful because you actually read the rubbish I force you to x)

Anyways, I'm the worst human. Ever. I've got no planning skills. At all. When it comes to planning, my brain's like "Nah, nah a! Not going to do that. Nope. Fuck you. I have more important things to do. Now think of gifs with kittens and Castiel." I just found out, that my magnificent brain has made me miss another one of the classes I wanted to take. Still tho, I kinda enjoy my brain. It has a lot of cute pictures stored in it, and when I think of them, I automatically go "aaw" and people look at me in a funny way. I hardly ever explain this phenomenon. I think that people think I'm genuinly weird..

Covering the subjects of Castiel, weirdness, my brain and kittens, I can now move on to more important issues. I'm supposed to have finnish, starting this wednesday. Fuck that shit. Ain't nobody got time for finnish. Lika srsly. Finnish. I'm never going to use that (except for when I'm talking to grandma. Then I might need it. Well fuck.)

Also, I really need sleep. Like lots. Now. I'm soo tired, I can't even process my own writing up on this blog. If there are any grammatic errors, please forgive me. You're reading the creations of a woman who has slept 4 hours every night for the past 2 years. Have mercy on my poor soul. Also, fuck you ^^ Haha no, I'm terribly sorry for that last part.. ;)

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