I'd like some sun. Let me repeat: I'd like some sun. Here, if it's not only overcast and windy, it's overcast, windy,
and rainy. I find myself more than often missing Seattle in late September; the time of year when it was warm but not too warm, and when the sun set around seven, flecks of orange and yellow would filter through my window.
Of course, when one yearns for sunlight so badly, the stress level is pretty high. I'm not sugarcoating anything, these weeks have been hard. I'm about to finish high school. I keep thinking that to myself:
matriculation,
matriculation,
matriculation, but still, I can't see it. There is much to be done before it happens. I have to publish a book of translations
and a literary magazine, take AP tests, send out graduation announcements.
I have to go to prom. (Just thinking about it makes me shiver in fear.) And then, I have a lot of packing to do and goodbyes to say.
When all of these things I currently carry seem larger than life, there's a great mantra I like to repeat to myself. It goes like this:
ain't no thang. When I say it to myself, I like to pretend I'm in a beauty shop in the deep South. Sometimes, I say,
ain't no thang, sistah for dramatic effect.
Speaking of getting the heck outta the United States, I also have to tell you something. I said I was going to Finland on here back in December, and that's still happening. However, I said I'd be in Tampere, and that's since changed. The thing is, I'm going to live in Helsinki. I'm going to live in the
centre of Helsinki. I'm going to study Finnish through the University of Helsinki. This is one hundred percent sure; the residence permit has been applied for, I have an apartment, and I'm shaking in my trousers in both excitement and fear.
I'm moving to Helsinki this summer.
Ain't no thang.
