Winter winds
Life is about being patient. I usually don't know how to chill and wait for things, so sometimes I'm acting nervous. But when I finally manage to shut up my mind.. everything turns out good.
The best example took place two days ago when I wanted to make it to catch my tram in the morning so I decided not to wait for the lift but take the stairs. Oh yes, I took the stairs and I took them hard.
I slipped and hit first the wall and then one of the stairs with my right fist.
I came back to the door of my apartment with my hand hurting like a bitch and I had to cancel my presence at work. That's me- I just don't know how to wait.
Last 3 days were amazing, or even more than amazing but I can't think of a better word to describe them.
I spent them with my BatMat. We were chilling, hugging, eating together, laughing, talking.. Again he told me some things which were beautiful. We had one serious conversation which made me a bit sad.. Especially because then we had to split up and go to our own places..So I went home, wore my ''I don't give a fuck'' outfit and rolled one to feel a bit better.. and right then I've heard the doorbell ringing. I opened the door because I always do that. But no one ever comes, those are mainly people who pressed the wrong number or the postman. But this time I've heard foot steps and doorbell again, this time on my door. You can not imagine, I swear you can't, how surprised I was when it was my man with all his things prepared for the next day for work. He acted so natural, like it's so usual. But it was very special to me, superspecial. Things like that I don't how to dress up in words.. Priceless, perfect.
But what I wanted to write about are: addictions.
Yesterday in the morning I saw an advertisement in the tram, something about taking tests on some medical website to check are you addicted to some shit.
So after work I checked that website. They have like different tests for different issues. I took an alcohol one and.. sex one.
The questions were quite tricky but I decided to answer honestly.
The results were strange. I am in a group of high risk if it's about alcohol and I'm a sex addict.
Well... dear internet, I just like to enjoy life in the ways that give me the most pleasure.
No one can tell me that I'm addicted unless I spend all my money and free time on it.
Sure I like to drink, but since I live alone I don't drink so much. There are really few moments when I feel like drinking alone. When I do, I can have even 0,5l of vodka alone. But sometimes I like it.
And about sex.. please! Please don't make me touch that subject. I can't imagine to go to a therapy just because I think about nasty things when I'm at work/in the metro/in the church etc.
No way, that's stupid.
I know a lot of people addicted to different things. I thinks that unless you don't treat them as a matter of life and death, it's okay to hold on to some specific things. Unless they are not really bad for your health and social life.
My lucky number 69 keeps on following me. Yesterday it catched me in BurgerKing. I got the bill, I took a look at it: ''Order number: 69''.
Seriously, do I need to say more?
This morning I got a call that city hall in Amsterdam agreed to my paper about an apartment that I applied for, next week I can receive the keys to the place. Sure I shit my pants, because I still have to stay here until the end of the year.. But I have an idea, thanks to one of my friends this thing can turn out good.
Ha!
And finally I have the best news. The end of the world is NOT coming. At least I know a place where it will not arrive.. <3
xxx
The best example took place two days ago when I wanted to make it to catch my tram in the morning so I decided not to wait for the lift but take the stairs. Oh yes, I took the stairs and I took them hard.
I slipped and hit first the wall and then one of the stairs with my right fist.
I came back to the door of my apartment with my hand hurting like a bitch and I had to cancel my presence at work. That's me- I just don't know how to wait.
Last 3 days were amazing, or even more than amazing but I can't think of a better word to describe them.
I spent them with my BatMat. We were chilling, hugging, eating together, laughing, talking.. Again he told me some things which were beautiful. We had one serious conversation which made me a bit sad.. Especially because then we had to split up and go to our own places..So I went home, wore my ''I don't give a fuck'' outfit and rolled one to feel a bit better.. and right then I've heard the doorbell ringing. I opened the door because I always do that. But no one ever comes, those are mainly people who pressed the wrong number or the postman. But this time I've heard foot steps and doorbell again, this time on my door. You can not imagine, I swear you can't, how surprised I was when it was my man with all his things prepared for the next day for work. He acted so natural, like it's so usual. But it was very special to me, superspecial. Things like that I don't how to dress up in words.. Priceless, perfect.
But what I wanted to write about are: addictions.
Yesterday in the morning I saw an advertisement in the tram, something about taking tests on some medical website to check are you addicted to some shit.
So after work I checked that website. They have like different tests for different issues. I took an alcohol one and.. sex one.
The questions were quite tricky but I decided to answer honestly.
The results were strange. I am in a group of high risk if it's about alcohol and I'm a sex addict.
Well... dear internet, I just like to enjoy life in the ways that give me the most pleasure.
No one can tell me that I'm addicted unless I spend all my money and free time on it.
Sure I like to drink, but since I live alone I don't drink so much. There are really few moments when I feel like drinking alone. When I do, I can have even 0,5l of vodka alone. But sometimes I like it.
And about sex.. please! Please don't make me touch that subject. I can't imagine to go to a therapy just because I think about nasty things when I'm at work/in the metro/in the church etc.
No way, that's stupid.
I know a lot of people addicted to different things. I thinks that unless you don't treat them as a matter of life and death, it's okay to hold on to some specific things. Unless they are not really bad for your health and social life.
My lucky number 69 keeps on following me. Yesterday it catched me in BurgerKing. I got the bill, I took a look at it: ''Order number: 69''.
Seriously, do I need to say more?
This morning I got a call that city hall in Amsterdam agreed to my paper about an apartment that I applied for, next week I can receive the keys to the place. Sure I shit my pants, because I still have to stay here until the end of the year.. But I have an idea, thanks to one of my friends this thing can turn out good.
Ha!
And finally I have the best news. The end of the world is NOT coming. At least I know a place where it will not arrive.. <3
xxx
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