Month: May 2018

Awkwardly disappeared

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sunset in train station

No, I haven’t awkwardly disappeared. I’ve just been “busy” Well, doing other things than writing a blog. Like writing fan fiction or being outside. It’s been really hot here which is awkward at this time of year. It’s called ‘helle’ an annoying word in Finnish. It means heat, over 25 Celsius. I can’t understand why someone can love something that hot. Don’t people sweat at all? If it’s that hot in May, then June and July must be cooler. At least I hope so. Heat makes me annoyed and my skin itch like hell because of the sweat. If it at least would be some wind, then I could handle it. I wish I could just disappear somewhere until the heatwave is gone. Those irritated weather broadcasters. They are like everyone likes hot weather. Even the word ‘helle’ says it all. Hell. From 20 to 22 celsius is enough. But 25 or over, no thank you. We already had 29 celsius and I hated it even if there was some wind.

The problem with hot weather is the nights. You want to keep the window open but then those selfish smokers wake up in the middle of the night to spread their poisonous smells around. They do that on their balconies during the day too. Party poopers. If that’s not it, then it’s someone walking by and talking loudly. Luckily there haven’t been nights like that yet. I’m really don’t look forward to those hot nights. At least this kind of weather will disappear and it doesn’t last forever. Finland has a long winter so this May weather is not all awkward. It’s lighter outside much longer so Finns are happier too.

You infected me with Hiddlestoner

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proud hiddlestoner textBefore everything was fine. There were no distractions. At least not this kind. Then I got infected with Hiddlestoner. Fandom of British actor, Tom Hiddleston. Every person in a fandom is different. A different perspective. For some, it can just be someone they admire or look up to. Then there are those who want to marry them. Of course, that’s just a fantasy. It won’t come true. Besides that kind of thoughts disappear as soon as they meet a person in real life. Being a fan is not only for teenagers. On Urban Dictionary there is kind of funny description of what a Hiddlestoner is. Some people can take it a bit too far but as long as it’s only harmless fun no harm done.

I wouldn’t really feel comfortable calling myself a real Hiddlestoner. I don’t go searching for info or photos of him. They just happen to appear somewhere. Mostly on Pinterest these days. Somethings I don’t want to know.  Like his personal life because that’s not my business. It feels a bit weird being called a fan because he’s so much more than an actor to me. Sometimes I wish he could just be someone you meet in a normal situation. Then again if he was just a so-called ordinary person, I wouldn’t know about him. Let’s face it, you won’t find a person like him on the street. Especially in my country. He wouldn’t even notice me, actor or not. So it wouldn’t really matter what the situation would be. How does anyone really know what he’s really like? Maybe it’s just good branding. Be nice and charming and the admires will come. I’m not saying it’s all an act. I did fall for that same “marketing strategy” A lot later but still.

I see a lot of these “oh he’s so perfect” Sorry but he’s not. No one is. In interviews, he only tells you what he wants you to know. Anyone have their flaws so he’s no different from the rest of us. Famous people, in general, are put up on a pedestal and people see them as “perfect” But they’re still human but a lot of money to spend. A lot of these fangirls of Tom probably think everything he does or says is perfect. Not even his acting is perfect. That’s a part you can improve in though. He might look perfect but still not totally flawless. I do admit it was his appearance I noticed first. I actually didn’t even know how he looked like until I saw the video on Youtube with the Sesame Street’s Cookie Monster. I knew about Loki but I hadn’t cared about Marvel movies at all. After I saw ‘The Night Manager’ I knew there was no turn back. So thank you, Tom, for destroying another life.