the sweet day

I Spoke to my hun, P yesterday and I really start feeling that I miss him- finally this WE will have some time to spend together!

He didn’t call me during the day yesterday, of course I know that he was busy writing his spanish essay. Eventhough I know it I was kinda angry.

So I think this is why he called me back some time later saying:

-eerr… yhhh…. Listen I checked the message on the Photo you gave me and turns out that our anniversary is tomorrow.

Well what can I say, I’m prepared for no flowers, no romantic present- this is how he is.

But it  a sweet day anyway when I think it’s been already 2 years since qe met and fell in love.

OMG it sounds sooooo over sweeeet.

wrinkles

I feel like a student again!
I went out twice this weekend, got a little drunk, chatted with many nice people...

it feels good to have time to spend a weekend without driving hundreds of miles...

I was kinda pissed for two days when my hun told my he couldnt make it this weekend- I felt it was all unfair etc however I later came to conclusion that if is the one (supposingly) we will hav thousands of WE together and will be happy to get one without each other.
so here I am having a girly WE.

p.s.
I bought my tickets for a language course in Playa del Carmen! whooopi!

p.s.2
I actually started to use a anti-wrinkle cream OMG! ageing seriously scares me and obviously not in terms of wrinkles.

being jealous

The title might suggest talking about relationships, but no.

I feel that I’m more jealous of my little brother than I am of my dearest boyfriend...

Of course I get pissed when he talks to other girls but it’s not this kind of jealousy that I mean.

So howcome I’m jealous of my brother?

I feel that he is better treated by my parents, anything he wants- he gets, not that I don’t however it requiers more effrots from my side.

Going, asking, negotiating etc.

When I was his age I couldn’t do whatever I wanted I had to ask for permission, I couldn’t choose which car I will drive, how much money I would get for a trip etc.

It’s just that is it so much easier to him (but this is what is cool right? Life should be easy! OMG)

I feel that it is so stupid, but I just can’t handle it (it’s the same thing with my father changing me car every three months- I do not want to get angry but I do.)

I believe that in order to change the first thing is the recognition of the thing we want to change- so we are done with the first step- I do not want to be jealous of such a stupid thing!

Now I JUST have to change it.

Thanks for listening to me my diary- it feels so much better!

I will change this, I will change this, I will change this, I will change this!

Polandia

I landed on Saturday on early morning, it was really grey and windy, very warm as for this thime of year, 3 grades. I went out at Cracow airport and I was so happy.

Not happy because I left Spain, where I really enjoy living but because I was so exicted about coming home.

Cracow, as usually full of turists who get surprised when they look for subway which does not exist, then they discover that on Saturday there is a bus every 40 minutes- going to the center.

We took the bus, really crowdy one, changed to another and we finally got to my love’s appartment. I was very suprised to dicover how far ahead they where with construction of „fast tram” and new road connecting our estate with the rest of Cracow. It’s a good place to live, just in front of new campus of the largest and oldest Uni in Cracow, UJ. 

It was a WE full of love for me, after some time spent at home we headed to Christmas market on Cracow’s main square. I must say that it has the best Christmas see I have ever seen on market square. It’s huge and natural- simply beautiful and smells so nice. I satisfied my needs of buying warm wine and chocolate cowered fruits and we had romantic walk back.

To make it all even better, we bought some beers and spent an evening in front of tv with beers and crisps!

I couldn’t imagine better wake up than my boyfriend kissing me and showing me the snow outside...

We hurried for an early dinner to my home. I missed so much my family! We didn’t know where to start! Everybody was talking, eating, smiling, great!

In the evening I went to Wroclaw, the highway didn’t change, for some more months we wouldn’t have to pay. My friend lives in such a nice appartment.

I just woke up.

And it’s sunny today! I can see main road far from my window, I hear street noises and probably should stop being so happy and just get to work!

I am so Happy! Have a good day!

Ninos ricos, pobres padres- generation Y

characteristics of the generation vary by region, depending on social and economic conditions. However, it is generally marked by an increased use and familiarity with communications, media, and digital technologies. In most parts of the world its upbringing was marked by an increase in a neoliberal approach to politics and economics.

Well fortunately or not I am part of it. There are many different definitions but in general they are really accurate.

However, I encountered a definition where we are descriped as spoiled children of rich parents, who spent all their life on being cool.

I do agree with that. 

We basically waste our lives, get education that won't help us in the future, we waste hell loads of money partying, we travel- cause we are open minded, open for new cultures and experiences.

Of course not all but lets say there is a huge part of us.

Keeping busy with unimportant things or just bored of being bored.

But hey, you have just one life, it's up to you how you gonna live it, so why do we waste our energy on jugding others ?

Well I Chaim to be open minded too and I do not want to judge but somehow,  unconsciously I do.

When I meet a nice, hot guy i think: WOW. 

Then I talk to him it turns out that he has spent large part  of his life abroad, he was profesionally involved in sports, I still think: wow, 

than I see him doing nothing but smoking for weeks, considering the philospohy of life I think again: wow, how the hell is it possible?

You got so many chances (obviosuly he is very rich) but still I feel you don't see it. I feel sorry for him right now and its not because I feel better or whatever, I dont know where this feeling is coming from.

Being Rich is not bad. 

There was this march of unhappy or sth, in Poland a month or so ago and then so many comments: “hey Rich people shoudn't complain” “hey Rich people go get a new ferrari” “Rich people this, that” bla bla bla

Well, they feel bad let them talk! Whatever, just focus on your things.

My whole divagation seems a bit selfcentered I think nowadays we shouldn't be too concerned about everybody else, its seems brutal but seriously we can not take all of the bad things of the World on US!

To sum up I only want to add that I love being well - situated and I do not care, whether it looks good or bad.