Finally I got the courage to take some time off of work. Starting from today I should be on a holiday but I still did pay a visit to the office to finish some things. Most likely will be there tomorrow also to print last stuff for the trip and finalize some shid. On wednesday I’ll be totally off, off of the ground, for the very first time. I’ve packed loads of underwear for this occasion..
Sad thing is that I don’t feel that excited that I hoped I’d be at this point. But I’m happy to have some time off. It’s really hard for me lately to get stoked about something, I have been numb for a very long time now. But with the sun last week came a bit of hope that this Nut lunatic will return.
I feel like I have lost the ability to write..
finally found something that suits but doesn’t work properly..
Just change a word in lyrics and it defines me. Every friggin time I go out a bit more tipsy I let this so called James out. My best friend named me a mission man after a party and now I’m calling that side of me James Bond.. I had a long period where I did not go farther than one drink, and once I did go farther I had already forgot to control that dude. Now I’m seriously killing him, even though he didn’t do anything bad but still one has to die.
Last night I went to see project x. It was OK, but the ending of the movie was bullshite though. After that I decided to go to some place with my roomie. It was a really weird place for me.. haven’t seen so much trash. Sorry if I offend anyone.. But ohh, due that the drinks were 1 euro everyone was fucked. It was like “oh shit’s almost free”. Had fun and James was nowhere to be seen. And a penny wasn’t spent.
I guess the last “paragraph” was a disappointment? I know when I used to write blog about my “Doings” there was more colorful stuff going on, but it seems that I’m not painting it red anymore..
Anyways, my babe, the best friend of them all is getting 21 today. This means I get to meet all her bitches at her burfday. The weird thing is that I’m the only Guy, but after her “scandalous” fb, copy of our conversation where I state that I’m half woman, post I can be considered as one of the girls.
It’s really a pitty that I wasn’t able to post yesterday and I don’t have a decent picture of my own to follow this little post, which I’m not even going to re-read to correct my mistakes..
I’m at work procrastinating and eating a banana.
Today I was forced to wake up at 4:30 as one of my dormitory flat mate had some drinks too many.. sadly I wasn’t able to fall asleep after that.. so after two hours of just staring blank at the wall I decided I’ll get an early breakfast and head to work. Had a quick egg something with cheese unt ham and I was at work 7:15. By 9:15 I had accomplished all tasks/issues assigned to me, that hasn’t happened for a long time. And I actually had to ask myself more work. Lately the times have been hectic and I’ve been under a pile of quite a lot of things. It wouldn’t be that hard if I wouldn’t have to jump between different projects, school and the all mighty music.Sometimes it feel like I’m not concentrating enough to the subject I’m dealing with.. But during this one year of working here I have learned a lot and developed as a person as well. Not sure if the development has been good or bad.
But anyway.. at 12 o clock started the XML. Over a really long time I felt pretty good doing school stuff. Seems like today is the day when stuff that haven’t happened for a long time happens. After 3 hours of school crap I’m back here working, but not for long. I’ll do one production update and then head to home. Those bananas I just ate won’t fill my mahusive belly.
After reading this twice I feel like a really, really “special” boy. But hey, That’s what I am.
Really dying to get new stuff here but I have to put on that for some time. I could do it here with 3 mins but the last one already sucked because I wrote it in such a hurry…
one thing I can’t hold in: fucking snow again!
Yeap these are rails and I’m not living in Russia. Not even in eastern-Europe, we like to call us Sandinavians, but that’s a lie..
These soviet Russian times built rails get me back and forth 180 km every week, if I’m not taking the bus instead. But why to take this journey every fucking week? Because people make the place! I’ve lived in Tallinn for One and a half year and I haven’t had a really good one on one human action( don’t get distracted! ) during this time. I’ve got friends here sure, but most of them are actually learning somewhere else or they are busy with they’re own stuff.. Also this all is greatly my own fault, because I think most of the people here are shallow. And yeah most of them whom I have met truly are. But one shouldn’t take everyone based on the town they live. Yeah town.. most people would kick me in da nuts for calling Tallinn a town. I know it’s somehow considered to be a mini metropolitan, a city, but hey don’t get cocky that you’re living in a “city”!
From now on I’ll be more open and let a bit more sun in!
And expect more of this BS during this week. I might whine a bit more about my life or show what my life consists of during the work days.
