here I am again with another of my life's anegdode. well let me ask you a question first...
have you ever met with
the most idiotic guy on street?
the most lazy person in town?
the most stupid guy on the island?
the most crazy person in the whole of europe?
the most creepy guy you can only imagine on planet earth?
the most imbecilic person in our galaxy?
the most dullard in the whole universe??????????????
lucky me I did..
Oh boy!!! I really did.
and i regret every millisecond which made part of the second in which i decided to get to know this person.
so let me tell you something about him...
i dont know why (yeahhh right!!!) but he does not have a girlfriend yet and he is 24. he thinks he is mr.universe. everytime we start to chat he comes up with something new about God and the group he is part from. don't get me wrong, i tolerate every religion there is, i dont really mind what my friends believe in as long as they are not harmful to themselves or to the others around them, but pleaaaaaaaase speer me. enough of talking about this group of yours, it makes you sound like a total freak. i have my belives, i am part of the groups i choose to be part my self and dont go about bragging to everyone how great my group is and what everyone to to join in just for the sake of having a large number. well... i dont know if you ever hear Mr. Y, but quality is way more important than quantity.
i don't know why but i cannot brng myself to block this guy even after all the advices my friends and mother give me redarding this pest (O.K. now i am being too gentile). i ont know. i totally hate him and cannot stand him not even on MSN while chatting. But no.................. the marvoulous Tess has to accept to go on for a date with him. and as if in a movie...the sky knew what was coming cause that day (and please it was summer) it was rainging. even the sky and nature where crying for me. he kept on asking these nonsense questions just for the sake of small talk. people i knew where passing by as if not it wasnt enough that i was with this total idiot, i had to be seen with him.
he is really handsome.......oh cmon im kidding. he's hideous. when it stopped raining we went for a walk and half way through it started to rain again and i was completely comfortable with it. i didnt make a fuss, actually i really welcomed the rain. it was the only thing which gave me a fresh breath at that moment. but..........he wasnt good with it. he turned to me with an idiotic stare and asked why i wasnt panicking because my hair was getting wet. oh cmon we are not in a movie for pete's sake. and he actually told me that he bought a shirt for the occassion...so much for being ddesperate. while walking he wanted to have as much breakes as possible. every bench he saw he wanted to sit down and everytime he wanted me to pull him up. it was like going out with an 80 year old man. ohh...wait... 80 year old have walking sticks at least!!!!!!!!!
when we were leaving...after an eternal 4hours, he wanted to kiss me and i nearly pucked at the idea of his lips even touching my cheek, let alone my lips. when i told him no, he obviously asked awhy and i didnt want to tell him that if his lips came near to mine i would actually put (no really, i would really have pucked believe me), i told him i would probably slap him in the face and then he went on blabbing that i would tie him to a nearby crance and so on and started calling me boxer.
............
after dat obvously he wanted to go out again and again and everytime he asked me to go out i would politely decline ( well, i had other plans and non of them involved us, let alone him). well... a couple of months passed without chatting and then one sunny morning Tess (that is me) was so stupid to talk to him again. this time, apart from a boxer, for a reason which i still cannot quite grasp although i hope i would never grasp, he started to call me rambo and denzel washington. this couldnt really be happening to me...
uuuuuuuuuuu.... and btw when i have a personal message saying that i am pissed off, please, oh please dont chat with me and think that everything i am thinking and passing through is about out, cause wake up, it isnt (believe me).
and please, to all of you readers, when you want to chat with someone of your same nationality but do not want to use your mother language, please i beg you, be sure to know the language you opt to use.
well..... better if i stop here or i will be here all day typing and narrating about Mr. Y and belive me it is not worth it.
so for now ... hasta la vista !!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Searching in progress...
have you ever been walking along the road and found yourself at the point of intersection, the crossroad not knowing which road you have to take? not knowing where you want to end up? not knowing where these roads will actually take you? not knowing what you want to find at the end of the long journey? well... i guess that this was how i was feeling in the last year. everything changed in my life. i wanted to change everything even the way i laughed and talked. i am glad to say to the whole world that i succeeded in my attempt and that left the old me behind me.
I turned the page...
its white...
its clean...
it has many many lines which have to be filled...
its still empty and now i am ready to start writing in this new page. start a new chapter in my life.
i got a job,
i've decided to study more and apply my self in everything i am going to come face-to-face with,
i wanna laugh and enjoy life, i wanna take life with a pinch not salt but sugar.
yea i've changed, i've grown, i am a more mature person (at least that is how i see my self), i am me but at the same time i am different.
im travelling my journey
im following the path i've chosen, i will see where it gets me
im searching for new opportunities
im searching for life
im searching for love
not any kind of love, but the love that fills your heart with happiness, the kind of love you feel in the morning and imprints a smile on your face for the rest of the day. the kind of love that is like a circle, fullfilling, growing, enriching, lovely, sweet, innocent...
well right now all i can say is that all i wanna do is spread my wings and fly
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Hmmm...........
when i started this blog i really had many things to say, so much to yell out at the world but lately i just can't articulate anything in words...
hope i will be back really soon cause i miss writing XD
hope i will be back really soon cause i miss writing XD
Monday, March 9, 2009
Death
death is kind of a rite of passage. everyone has to die at some point in time. some die in their first few seconds of life and others live a long, very long life. death is the beginning of the end. death is peaceful, easy and long lasting. dieing in the place of someone you love sounds good even if at the end you don't have the guts to do it.
life is short, hard, harmful, disappointing but at the same time fulfilling, good, rewarding. don't worry...i'm not contemplating to visit Mr. Death right now and no in a million years although it is not possible.
but...
i was just thinkin about death.
what if we couldn't ever die or be killed?
life is short, hard, harmful, disappointing but at the same time fulfilling, good, rewarding. don't worry...i'm not contemplating to visit Mr. Death right now and no in a million years although it is not possible.
but...
i was just thinkin about death.
what if we couldn't ever die or be killed?
Monday, March 2, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
unknown girl
today was a real hactic day.i am tired and stressed out. i just need to switch off for a couple of days.
to come to work i had to fight my way between children with costumes and parents with pushchairs and it took me 30 minutes to arrive instead of the usual 10 minutes.
well... i arrived.right now i am at work and there is this girl down stairs who really has a nice voice. i never saw her here before therefore i know nothing about here, not her name not her age. but i really enjoyed hearing her playing.
when i peeked down to check who was down stairs i saw her and she was scribbling on some papers and i thought that she was doing some of her homework. after some time she came up stairs and asked "which one of you is tess?" and i am like "how does this girl know my name?" well she came running to me and left some papers on my file and went on distributing papers to my other colleague. i did not touch the papers since i did not know her and thought that she just left them by mistake.
then i opened them and there was something scribbled on one of the papers. dont ask me what was scribbled on them cause she really has a bad handwriting (after all she is still young) but when i saw that what was written on the paper where inside a heart, it just turned my mood up side down. mind you im still tired and all but at least this girl changed my mood for the better.
i'm soooo glad :)
to come to work i had to fight my way between children with costumes and parents with pushchairs and it took me 30 minutes to arrive instead of the usual 10 minutes.
well... i arrived.right now i am at work and there is this girl down stairs who really has a nice voice. i never saw her here before therefore i know nothing about here, not her name not her age. but i really enjoyed hearing her playing.
when i peeked down to check who was down stairs i saw her and she was scribbling on some papers and i thought that she was doing some of her homework. after some time she came up stairs and asked "which one of you is tess?" and i am like "how does this girl know my name?" well she came running to me and left some papers on my file and went on distributing papers to my other colleague. i did not touch the papers since i did not know her and thought that she just left them by mistake.
then i opened them and there was something scribbled on one of the papers. dont ask me what was scribbled on them cause she really has a bad handwriting (after all she is still young) but when i saw that what was written on the paper where inside a heart, it just turned my mood up side down. mind you im still tired and all but at least this girl changed my mood for the better.
i'm soooo glad :)
Friday, February 13, 2009
Lost
you're lost in the crowd.
you start searching for a familiar face whom can help you to find your path, and thus, you take extra care in focusing on everyone's face in the search for a friendly one.but through your search you notice many more things...new things...things which you didn't notice before.
you notice that woman who is sitting in the corner with her ice cream melting all over her hand, dripping on her shirt, with her gaze lost in the crowd looking for someone who can be her light. she is lost on her thoughts contemplating about her next move and still cannot figure it out.
you notice that old man who tries to climb those couple of steps in front of him, he cannot do so without the help of someone from the crowd. people are too busy to help help, damn they are way too busy to even notice him and therefore he tries to climb them alone with no avail.
you see that kid who tries who get his parents' attention. he tries to be on his best behavior so that they don't get mad at him. he calls them to play with him. he asks them to buy candy floss...it would add some sweetness to his sorrow without knowing it. well, his parents are more interested in fighting and being angry at each other, then taking care of their little loved one.
you notice that teenager who is among all her friends and all of them are laughing but still she is alone. she feels that her world is crashing on her and no one notices it.
from the corner of your eye you notice a sweet couple. they seem so happy hand in hand walking together looking at all the beautiful and colourful stands. but you also notice that he is absorbed in his thoughts and that he looks at his girlfriend but does not see her. he hears her but does not listen to what she is saying.he walks with her but does not have a destination.
well, you notice many things while you pay that little extra attention to the people around you...but still many times we choose to keep searching only for our path. what you don't notice is that you are already on you path and those people who cannot climb the stairs, or are lost, or are unhappy or trying to get that extra ounch of attention, are on your way and you are supposed to deal with them in order to find your track. on the other hand many of us still choose to turn their face and keep walking . . . alone, afraid . . . searching . . . with no success.
you start searching for a familiar face whom can help you to find your path, and thus, you take extra care in focusing on everyone's face in the search for a friendly one.but through your search you notice many more things...new things...things which you didn't notice before.
you notice that woman who is sitting in the corner with her ice cream melting all over her hand, dripping on her shirt, with her gaze lost in the crowd looking for someone who can be her light. she is lost on her thoughts contemplating about her next move and still cannot figure it out.
you notice that old man who tries to climb those couple of steps in front of him, he cannot do so without the help of someone from the crowd. people are too busy to help help, damn they are way too busy to even notice him and therefore he tries to climb them alone with no avail.
you see that kid who tries who get his parents' attention. he tries to be on his best behavior so that they don't get mad at him. he calls them to play with him. he asks them to buy candy floss...it would add some sweetness to his sorrow without knowing it. well, his parents are more interested in fighting and being angry at each other, then taking care of their little loved one.
you notice that teenager who is among all her friends and all of them are laughing but still she is alone. she feels that her world is crashing on her and no one notices it.
from the corner of your eye you notice a sweet couple. they seem so happy hand in hand walking together looking at all the beautiful and colourful stands. but you also notice that he is absorbed in his thoughts and that he looks at his girlfriend but does not see her. he hears her but does not listen to what she is saying.he walks with her but does not have a destination.
well, you notice many things while you pay that little extra attention to the people around you...but still many times we choose to keep searching only for our path. what you don't notice is that you are already on you path and those people who cannot climb the stairs, or are lost, or are unhappy or trying to get that extra ounch of attention, are on your way and you are supposed to deal with them in order to find your track. on the other hand many of us still choose to turn their face and keep walking . . . alone, afraid . . . searching . . . with no success.
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