Things I use to use

Talking to a fellow blogger about my loved, but broken and useless now sunglasses, made me realize how everything is giving up on me these days.
Yesterday for example my computer stopped reading CD’s but continues to read DVD’s this was like WHAMMM “ I aint’ working for you the way you want anymore” !!!
My car has no gas, so it’s not taking me anywhere I want.
I’ve broken my favorite coffee cup and hit my leg pretty hard last week.
All the things that I love and need on daily basis are giving up on me. I am totally not a material person, but I love my stuff and never throw anything away even if it’s useless, things and stuff have too much sentimental value I guess. This is all happening because I gave up on people around me and started relying on my things and they are returning the favor by giving up on me…
Everybody annoys me. Everybody makes me feel like there is not enough air in the room. I cant breath. I am just too concerned not to get hurt again that I’ve isolated everybody that I love, care about, fancy and depend on.

I am kind of … SORRY.

The Library...

My friends from abroad always get confused why I spend such an enormous time in the library, now that I remember our library back home in Europe well … I can see why they are so confused :)
They imagine some old card system to track down the books, an old lady staying at the checkout desk reminding you that the book is so old you might consider not opening it too much …. But what they are really missing is this …

This is MY PLACE this is where I feel, so relieved and in control of my thoughts.

Warm, cozy, clean, minimalistic, and with the perfect view of the city and its people but yet so peaceful and quite. Everybody that comes here is so unique but still we are all with one mission to find a comfortable place to sit and read, think, work in the most public futuristic place ever. In some of the sections you feel like in space, in another dimension, in another world - free to do anything you want, free to be the person you really are… just, ME, MYSELF and I.


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Love...

I have an interesting theory about it:

Love is like Big Foot, everybody knows about it, yet most of us are pretty sure it doesn't exist, and those who claim to have seen it , are simply called crazy by the others among them . "©

WINTER

Since I am all about winter this week well let me show how much I am involved, love and appreciate it. First off I love cold weather, YES totally better than hot, sweaty and nasty people, cold weather is a good excuse to hug someone hahaha (how lame actually, but still cute and sweet )

SKIING – is the only thing that doesn’t take any effort to make me happy as long as there is snow I am there 6 in the morning ready, steady with Tea&Rum GO !(now I am not a hard drinker, it’s just if you don’t drink some in the morning you’ll freeze your ass-out and we don’t want that do we) ?

So, I am skiing since I was 4, blame my grandpa for it. After quite some years now I can say with confidence that I AM PRETTY DAMN GOOD (try me) Never had any quite big injuries like braking some bones, but I don’t know a sweeter pain than laying in bed after 4days skiing. You just can’t move and everything hurts, you should try it’s a lovely feeling.

I remember this time I was probably 9grade (unfortunately my head was still empty,ops still is) my friend and I decided to race down the hill (off road), so somewhere in the middle there were these huge rocks and of course I got straight into them and started making this massive snow ball of myself and ended up cutting the back of my arm with my skies (I have no idea how that happened) hah

Sushi

Ahh finally . . .

I am out of the big hole I was hiding in.

I don’t feel good or bad. I might even say I don’t feel anything and IT FEELS GOOD NOT TO FEEL (wtf)

Yes, it’s a lovely stage, not feeling or carrying. I am enjoying sushi and I think I no longer have any hair in my nose it got burned by Mr. Wasabi. (Do not breathe while consuming – that’s my advice)

The weekend was definitely a week- END, but it doesn’t feel like Monday today does it?
I got all confused on Sunday (D.L.S. Day Light Saving) its not like I was keeping track what time or day it was this past month but still. . . It was weird.

I got ready for skiing on Saturday I got all of winter stuff out in the middle of my living room, found some socks that were not mine and had no idea who’s are and it made me smile, last year same time I had much more fun. After throwing them away (yes, I am no putting them under my pillow and try to remember who granted me with his gray socks) I started getting ready and there I was, all dressed up with the skies, pools, boots, jacket, hat, gloves, chap stick - for a minute there I though if someone was watching me he might of thought 2 things:

- WTF?!?!

- And ….. WTF!!??

No, I wasn’t getting ready for Halloween (I hate it) I just wanted to check if I am ready for this winter : )