.Beautiful.

It’s been a while and some stuff’s been happening. Nothing much in the very beginning though. You know, the usual, once you join the working race: you go to work, you do your job, you go home, you meet people for a beer or two, you go back and here is the next day with the same schedule.

I had a nice next weekend, though. The weather was really nice, so on Saturday I’ve decided to go out and check out `African concert` and hopefully get back to my, still vivid and fresh memories from Africa with amazing people. Unfortunately that was not going to happen. True, I should have known better those things always happen to me. Anyways, I went there, found a totally packed place and no friends whatsoever [come and tell me I am exaggerating when I say I have no friends, when I give calls for several people and none of them picks up, calls back or at least sends a message], took a beer and waited for the concert. What a disappointment came later when I only saw couple of white-skinned kids on the stage. And no, I am not a racists – far from it, but I was hoping for at least some real Africans, with some real sounds and moves, just like from the Ivory Coast or Cabo Verde. Well, I can expect, they can just not provide it to me. So I left. I mean, how can you call it African, when there is not even a slight part of real Africa.

The next day, better known as Sunday, I met some of my friends, went for a walk, stayed in the park, enjoyed sun and grass. Later on, I met some more friends, had some nice talks and the weekend was over. New week, same routine was coming back.

And so I did. I went to work for three days, just as normal as always, before everything changed for at least temporary period of time. And then on Wednesday I, instead of going back home, I went straight to the airport. Sascha was coming to visit me for 6 days and I was there to pick him up. I came a little too late, but he and his flight was even more, so I settled for a little waiting. It was strange – I mean I haven’t seen him for four months and now I was meeting him again and I just wasn’t sure what to do, how to act, and the waiting was a little weird.

Turns out – it was just as always. We met, he started making fun of me and my country. It was as if we just have been back in Thailand, minus the paradise looking islands and plus some much more chilly temperature. We got to my place, Sascha unpacked and we went for dinner. It was supposed to be a nice fancy place and a nice fancy evening and eventually – it was. We went to Markus ir Ko and I have to say, from what I’ve heard before, it is supposed to be one of the best places for steaks in Lithuania and you know what – I have to agree. It was really great food. Loved it.

I was watching and smiling while Sascha was choosing wine [apparently he knows much more than I do, since my knowledge ends with red/white, dry/sweet], tasting it and everything. And yes, I know, it is a completely normal thing to do this, but for me, simple as I am, it’s a little funny. So anyways, we sat there, enjoyed our steaks and wine and talked about everything that we missed while he was out there and I was in here. We ended the night in the shop, taking another bottle of wine and drinking it back in my place.

The next day I went to work, just as I was supposed to and Sascha was supposed to have some rest and go explore a little of Vilnius. Turns out, I worked just as scheduled, Sascha, on the other hand, only saw my apartment and internet. Well, you all live by your choices, right?

After I got back from work, we went out, took a little walk till my office, met some girls and went to Belmontas, just so Sascha and Dorin, who also came to Lithuania at almost the same time, could taste some of Lithuanian traditional meal. So we went there, had meals and some beers, but of course, it wasn’t enough for anyone, so we got back to Vilnius, went to the Summer terrace, met some old-seen friends, talked a little, had some beers, went to another place, talked a little more. Well, it was fun night, but finally, at the very end, we called it a night and went home. We were supposed to go to Kaunas early in the morning and I was supposed to be driving half of the day, so I was a little stressed out [well, if you ask Sascha, I was not little stressed, I was completely insanely stressed. Whatever].

So the next day we went to Kaunas by train, took my Mom’s car, moved to Nida through the castles along the river. It was nice, but long ride in a car, half of the time I was only driving, and Sascha was sleeping, but I enjoyed it, at least. We got to Nida in the early evening and decided to have an easy night. So what we did, we got the place to stay, went to the shop, bought some food and then Sascha made dinner for us. I have to say it is always an amazing experience to have guy cooking for you. I don’t know, it may be my thing, but I loved it. And I don’t get that often, so I enjoyed every second of it.

The next day we went for a walk in Nida, visited dunes, sea and the city center. It was nice. For the evening, I once again got a guy cooking for me. Man – it’s good. And not only the fact itself – the food was also very good and tasty. I ate at least three times more than I used to on a normal basis. Later that night we just watched a football match [oh yes, I was sooo much into it] and watched a movie. We kind of took it easy in there, no hardcore parties, just sea, sun and sand.

On Sunday we were on our way back, we stopped in Kretinga to meet with Diana, then Kaunas and a little walk around old town in there and then, finally back to my place. It’s been a long week and a long weekend and I was tired.

On Monday it’s been the usual – I had to go to work, Sascha stayed in, cooked and did whatever. In the evening we met some more of my friends, Dorin included at the `beer house`. Once again, one beer turned into many and before I knew it, we headed to Chaplin’s Terrace for one last beer. It was fun, we talked, we laughed, we even played some fuss-ball [is that the name for a table football with little wooden men on wires?].

On Tuesday, once again, starting the very same – I went to work, Sascha went to explore the city. We met later at my place, had dinner, went to InVino for a glass of wine as for the last night. We got back to my place, had some amazingly tasty ice-cream and watched a movie. It was a very short night, since in the middle of it Sascha had to leave. He packed, we went out for his cab, said our goodbyes and I headed back home. I had only maybe two hours of sleep left till I had to wake up and pretend to be an accountant again.

The next days were pretty easy. I worked, went out for a beer or two with my friends, had my last motorbike lesson and now I am just freaking out about the exam, which will happen in almost 12 hours. I really need to pass it and I am just afraid to take it. Well, we’ll see.

It’s a little weird right now. I still have sand in my shoes that I just don’t want to get rid off, since it reminds me of those nice days in there and it feels weird not having someone around, who would cook for me and talk to me till almost the dawn. But I will have to get used to that, I guess.

My life will soon get back to it’s normal dullness.

Off Topic

They say you cannot download some certain things, like a lifestyle, but I have to say – I have a skill of downloading friends. Call me crazy, but I manage to download only high-quality kind of people. They are always there for me, when I need it. And I am never giving up on downloading.

Mix me with sugar – it will hurt less.

I overheard this conversation that makes me smile. It’s so.. I don’t know. Sad? Pathetic? Lack of self-confidence? `Who cares if he is rich or poor? Or handsome or ugly? Has he a hard-on or not – that’s what counts`. Is that really how you are suppose to judge nowadays? I may be still living in 19th century then. But I don’t care. I like my 19th century.

`He wanted her to be happy. But he did not know that happy she wanted to be with him`.

Once again, I brought in on myself. It’s amazing, really, how I manage to turn everything upside down. But in my defense, this time I honestly was planning something completely different. It just turned out to be a mess kind of thing. Damn it, how do I do this? If there was a school for messing up, I would be a highly appreciated guest-star-lecturer for sure.

Dear Santa, I have been a very good girl this year. Could I please get iPhone as my Christmas present in advance? When I think about it, I want it almost just as badly as I once wanted you. Isn’t that just sad? Well, maybe.

Batman’s back. Batman’s changed. Batman is now better known as Eco-Batman. At least something new.

P.S. You don’t have to like me. I am not a facebook status.

Have you ever wanted a kiss so badly, that you were ready for anything? Just one kiss, only one more kiss. And as usual, there is always something that doesn’t give you what you need. And I had a terrible day last day. It’s nothing really, but it was breaking me apart. I felt as if I was drowning. I survived, I swam out of it. And hopefully, I won’t get sucked up again. Just one more kiss.

If you ask me, why it is so hard to trust people, I will ask back – why is it so difficult to keep promises? You didn’t keep it. And I lost it.

Are we there yet?
Goodnight.