Engagement

Recently I daydream a lot about how I want my man to propose. I am  not going to force him, that's not how it's supposed to look like. I just made up a perfect scenario in my head. I know it sounds stupid, haha! But we both love to travel and for me the best he can possibly do is to propose at one of our journeys. Just think of it. You're somewhere out, relaxed, happy and your dream comes true. Sounds perfect for me. We're going to London in two weeks from now, then Vienna in March. I don't expect from him to get the idea though. But maybe in July by the Baltic Sea?

Take the hint, my love!

Let's stop pretending

Do you know this feeling when you wake up and wish it wasn't just a dream? Yes, me too. Well, kind of. There is a part of me which doesn't want to accept my past. Too many things has happened to me that I can't both ways. Even though I know it's not true, I secretly believe that having sex with someone makes this person remember you for the rest of their life.

At the end of the day

There's so much going on right now in my head, so I just thought that starting to post on a blog is the right thing to do. First of all I want to improve my langauge skills, because I suck at it. There are like thousands of words in my head and yet I can't speak properly. I know it's because I'm shy and I feel blocked when it comes to speaking, but writing was always the best way to exercise for me.

Anyway... I'm starting to literally puke when I think of my job. My boss is such an asshole and he's all like "I want you to do this, because I want you to". No reason! I know it's probably 99% of how all the bosses act, but hello! I'm a human so treat me like one! I don't mean important things to do. Because it's my job and I know exactly what to do. I mean nonsense that comes up to his messed up head or times when he's constantly observing us on tv. Damn! Don't you have better things to do? Like actually... work?!

And here I am. Sitting on my bed under the quilt and trying not to fall asleep just to avoid going to work, and doing the same shit as always. Oh, I wish finding job was as easy as quitting...