Can’t believe it’s my next to last day at No.11. Had my leaving party last night and I think I had like 4 glasses of wine, but ended up a bit tooo drunk. It feels like it doesn’t matter how much you drink, you will be the drunkest one no matter what. That’s how it works.
Anyway, so me and my fellow workers had a lot of fun. They tried to convince me to go to a club, but I was waaaaay in drunken land. Kaka called me today and said that I called her, and promised to buy a ticket for her to Australia.
My answer was ofc “What?? Did I call you??”
Btw, Kaka and I are planning a big thing this spring. With our willpower and dedication to this matter, I can promise that it will happen and it will be so good. Can’t really tell you what it is yet, but we’re both extremly excited.
Ok, got 1 more hour here and then I’m off to my sweet home and SLEEP. And then, 4 more days and I’m in SYDNEY!!!
xoxoxox
Soon in Austrlia girl
Hectic days come and go. I keep myself busy 24/7 so I forget how fast time goes by.
Yesterday a part of the aussies left London to go back to their beloved, warm, sunny country. I don’t blame them. They must be one of those anti-self destructive people who don’t torture themselves for too long by staying in the north parts of the world.
So yeah, it’s quite sad.
One things I’ve learned about Australian people is that they really like the word “wierd”. Whatever it is, it’s always wierd. And also, they put jam first and THEN clotted cream on scones. Now that is wierd.
Only 6 days left until I travel myself to Sydney, which is really strange? I haven’t really thought about it lately.. all I know is that I’m going to miss London. I noticed that when I was in Thailand I got a bit homesick, and it wasn’t for Sweden.. no, I missed London. So apparently, home is NOT where you’re hearts at. Because obviously, I have more friend over in Sweden and family, so I should be missing Sweden more than London. But I don’t.
OK, ok.. enough now. Have a pleasant evening. I will spend it here at work, and later on home doing some final studies for my important exam tomorrow!!!!
Yours truly,
Evija
What is this?
People are funny. I don’t even know how I can explain us, and I usually have an explaination for everything. We come.. and then we go. What is that? Amd we don’t just go. No, we leave leaving an impact of somekind. We leave with questions in the air. We leave with feeling left behind. We leave people crying. Laughing. Angry. Wondering “what if they would have stayed?”.
We don’t just leave.
And then we think how differently we could have acted but didn’t. Or what we did that we shouldn’t have done to them.
And then all those things we should have said. Regret. Like a big, black stone inside your stomach.
But that is what we do. We leave. Always. So there is no point of holding on to something for your dear life. We should know that we have to let go and go thru all of this. Because after all, we are people.
I remeber those days when I complained that people say “I love you” too much. The days when it was said to strangers, you know, as if its the new good bye.
Those days seem to be gone now.
I’m sorry seems to be the new I love you. I hear it way too much. It has lost its meaning completely. People will say it as if it’s a.. I don’t know, nothing.
Whats the meaning of words anyway?
Heeeeeeeey!
I’m back from Thailand. Feels great. Yeah, really. I love the cold you know. Freezing… depression… rain. It’s the shit.
No but seriously, how can we northerners get used to this? We all should hava either 1. moved to the south or 2. comitted suicide a long time ago.
But no, here we are… with the freedom to be wherever we want, and still we’re stuck here, complaining about the weather, depressed due to lack of sun etc etc etc.
The question is, are we all perhaps a bit self destructive? Instead of having eating disorders we’re forcing ourselves to be here feeling like shit.
It must be it. I don’t see any other explanation.
Here’s a lovely picture from the life we all could have, but choose not to. Thailand. Mmmmm……
Last night me and Kaka went super healthy and made some Russian Borch soup (after all, we are Russian.. according to everyone else that is). And lets ignore the fact that we had scones and sweets as dessert. After that we had a very relaxing evening, with the usual jokes… I can’t imagine how we appear to other people when we’re together. Insane? Even my man, who usually isn’t very sane himself, thinks we’re a bit too weird. Hm, going to miss her heaps and heaps when I’m away!
Anyway, I must say that this fall has been such a nice period of time. I’ve been happy and there hasn’t been any drama at all. Quite a differnce if I compare to last year when I was surrounded by unfriendliness, if I put it that way. I went mad! When I look back I actully feel anxious, and when I think about all the people and all the stupid things everyone did or said, it feels like a movie. It sure has left it’s marks…
My point is though, that after rain comes sunshine. And the sun is really shining now. Haven’t been happier in a while!
So for all you out there struggeling with whatever it may be, don’t give up! There is a light at the end of the tunnel! It may seem far away, but when you reach the end you’re happy that you never gave up!
It’s dark, it’s cold, I’ve got a cold & I work too much… normally this would mean depression time but there is luckily something called the light at the end of the tunnel. And no, it’s not a train like Strangnas Kommun, the light is a vacation that starts tomorrow in a country far, far, far away.
I thought this morning, how would I manage to work all winter without knowing that there is something better waiting for me? I would have comitted suicide.
So how do people do it? I mean the rest, at my work for exaple, who are not going anywhere. Just stuck here. For years and years. Routine.
I can’t do routines. I don’t have the dedication or will to do something over and over again without the thought that I need to move on very soon. Perhaps that’s why I’ve gone to 11 different schools.. maybe.
Anyway, tonight I’m meeting up my cookie for dinner and some help with packing. And then tomorrow my lovely man is coming with me to the airport… he’s the best!
Latersssss
Can’t believe it my last day off tomorrow?!!! Work for 4 days and I’m leaving for sun and beaches! Ahhh, take me there now please.
Yesterday I went out for some drinks with Maria at Nobu, was a calm and nice evening with great conversations about life. Somehow that changed and I found myself at a strip club! Haha, it was the funniest thing ever – really! Not that I’m into girls or anything but if was quite fascinating!
Well, atleast I can check that off my “things I should do before I die”-list!
Tonight I’m having a night in with my man eating some nice food and I bought some lovely haagen dazs! After all, it is Thursday!
Xoxoxoxoooooo
(A lady with a real yellow big snake at Jet black.. not the strip club)
Is it wierd that I want to make scambled eggs in the middle of the night? Or maybe it’s because I’m starving at the moment?
I’ve been trying to cut down on my suger intake since I realized it’s a bit above the recomended intake. And then my dear boyfriend started to tell me stories about diabetes and insulin (he studies nutrition & health for those who don’t know) so now I’m scared. Suger is my worst enemy but at the same time my biggest love.
How come all those things that you like so so so much, are the ones that makes most harm to you?
Do you think it has something to do with psychology?
I overheard this really interesting conversation the other day. A girl was talking about this meditation camp she visited for a week where she was questioned about how she was feeling. And when she said “good” they askes how “good” feels.
She was so impressed by how she discovered that our mind might feel one think, but our body something completely different and you can go to the bottom of by simply thinking deep of what it is that you feel and why.
So how do I feel today?
I feel good but at the same time stressed. Like I’ve forgotten something. Perhaps anxious… worried.
So why do I feel this way?
I have no idea.
Well, that was it…. I guess.
Nighty
