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That time of the year when you check your Goodreads Reading Challenge and realise you should read two books every day to meet it.

That time of the year when it's so dark outside you want to go into hibernation and wake up in the Spring, but you realise your To Do - list won't allow it.

That time of the year when your motivation has plummeted to subzero and not even Starbuck's Christmas Blend Latte with an extra shot can lift it up.

I'm moving to a new apartment next week with my sister from the Rhythm of the Rush (She writes in Finnish, don't be fooled by the name).

Hi, sis! ☺

The only problem now is the bookshelves.... Voi elämänkevät, as we Finns say. (Oh dear God, remember to add the sigh! or something like that.)

I've now packed all my books to boxes and can happily announce that they fill six large boxes.

Even the packing is not the problem, but the reshelving. Most of you must have reorganised your shelves even once, so you know the torture. I need to buy a new shelf and new books to fill that up.

Too stressful. I just want to get it over with.

Lucky me Jamie's always helping with the cushioning by shedding fur everywhere. Thanks Jamie, you're the best.

Currently reading books:
Lonnie Ostrow, Poet of the Wrong Generation    page 265
Erin Watt, Twisted Palace                                     page 125
Charles Yu, Sorry Please Thank You                    page 39

Back at home

A lot has happened in these past few days and I'm so stressed out. But I finally have time to write new post in here!

So I spent my whole summer in my own apartment, which was really nice. Mostly because it was quiet and nobody interfered my reading, and I could read around the clock without anybody telling me to put lights out. So a reader's dream :)

Yesterday I had to pack my babies in boxes and take them back home, where I have no shelf-space at all. In my own apartment I had the window-sill, book/tv-shelf, kitchen table, basically every corner was filled with books. But at home I only have two shelves on the wall and space for about 20 books in my desk-shelf. I'm having trouble with unpacking my books, because I want all my books on display, but it's impossible, so now I'm feeling that I won't unpack them at all.

I'm hoping I'll get my own permanent apartment soon, so I can unpack my books... Okay, that is not the main reason, but it's one of them. Mostly I just want to get my own space and own home. My room's a mess right now with all my stuff packed in suitcases and other bags. I can't find anything here, though I know exactly where which book is! (Sad, I know)

I'm super excited that school starts in few days. It's Sunday now, so it's only two days of vacation left then it's a another full year of studying. Though I'm excited now, I think I won't be in couple ofmonths. Who knows? Last semester I actually liked to come to school everyday, despite the tiredness in the mornings.

My two Eeyores look dead, and the black stuff is only a part of my luggage...

Currently I'm sitting on my bed, and the sun is shining and everbody's happy and Unicorns fly and I'm drinking the best coffee ever.

NO. True I'm sitting on my bed and the sun is shining, but I'm not happy before I get my own apartment, and my coffee is cold and it tastes like poison. And don't talk about Unicorns. It only makes me think of a line from the Vampire Academy movie:

''Why can't you be like a normal teenage girl and dream of hot naked guys on Unicorns?''

I think I won't ever be able to think about Unicorns without hinking about that line... Thanks Hathaway!

I haven't even made my bed yet, so maybe I should stop writing and go back pretending my isn't a storage room. Maybe I'll unpack my stuff.

Or NOT. I'll just continue reading, maybe my stuff will unpack itself! :p