I’m sure that you have already noticed that I do a lot of mistakes when I write. That’s because English is not my native language. I speak it fluently but writing is more complicated than speaking. I don’t know why. I’m one of the bests of my class in English and still I write this horribly or do so obvious mistakes. I’m sorry about that. I’m still trying my best because I really love English. It has been my favourite school subject for years. And the only subject I really like. If I were you I would be curious about my native language by now so I guess I should tell it. It’s Finnish.

This desktop PC has been mine for ages. It’s very noisy (not that noisy but if you compare to the newest computers which don’t make even slightest sound, it is) and also slow. Still I like it because I could have even worse. So I’m happy with this one (not that I don’t want a new one). I like this one because it’s small and it can fit to many places. And what’s more important: it always works! I would hate a computer that has to be rebooted time to time. A laptop could be handy, but I really like desktops more than laptops. Why? For some reason I see desktops more safe than laptops.

Well actually, I’m not working at the moment so it’s hard to say what I would do if I’m not working. Well I think that school is kind of same thing as working, so what would I do if I wouldn’t have to go to school ever again. That would be troublesome. Where would I get money to buy new clothes or food? Maybe I would play lottery? To live. But if money is not the issue then I would maybe travel around the world. That is my dream. Just see different countries and those cultures. I would spend my whole life just travelling. That would be nice.

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It was about a year ago when my boyfriend turned 18. On his birthday his parents asked me to come France with them in the summer. I was so excited! I could get to France! Well, there was one problem, my parents. What would they say about me going to France with my boyfriend and his family? Well in the same evening I got home, nervous as hell. I just didn’t count “no” as an answer. My mom was already sleeping but I just had to wake her up, I couldn’t wait until morning. When she got up I asked her could I go to France. At that time dad came to the scene also. Mom looked at me and asked: “France?” I told her the whole story and my dad was listening too. After that my mom looked at me and then dad. “If you must, then go.” I was so enormously happy I couldn’t sleep that night. I had to tell my boyfriend right away. That is my greatest memory of my parents.