There are a few holidays/celebrations in a year that really stir me up;
Birthdays: Mine, my best friends’(if they throw are a good party :p), my boyfriend’s, my sister’s..
Halloween: because I adore costumes
New Year: because I just love the Christmas spirit and the idea of leaving a whole year behind, along with the idea of new experiences, people I haven’t met yet and opportunities, waiting for me to find them out when the time comes.
These last couple of years I feel like I have developed a tendency to be more pessimistic. And it started feeling a little foolish to just hope, fantasize, be optimistic about life. Well here I am, listening to Bob Dylan, and I say it is just wrong!
Next year, I’m totally determined to be happy. Enough already with the frowning and the negative mood! This year’s Christmas spirit is gonna shake me up and bring the old me back.
What I also love about New Year is that it pushes people – in a positive way – to make fresh starts in their lives. Drastic or minor.. Some people just don’t have the inner strength to put their fist on the table and go along with their decisions. So they take New Year as the turning point for their future.Oh and I don’t wanna mention the food! I’ll write about the feast that me, my friend and her mom are gonna throw, the following days.
And lastly, yet most importantly about New Year.. I love presents. Especially presents that surprise me. Because I love presents and surprises. Dear Santa, I want to be fascinated this year:) I want a shockingly amazing surprising present.
Did I mention that I love presents?
So, one of my feet was literally itching when I came up with this blog.
Due to the vast amount of spare time I have, I find it pretty convenient to just lay in bed all day. I was thinking about the weirdest dream I had the other night. I was at a party in the city, dancing and drinking.. Then, I felt like I needed some fresh air and went out.. And there it was, the beautiful beach and the ocean right in front of me. I suddenly felt an urge to jump in the water, so I started running and got wet etc.. the dream goes on.
Right when i was recalling these scenes, my left foot started itching. The thing is, my cat was lying on my legs, sleeping, and I didn't want to wake her up, so I let the itching give me this terrible discomfort.
It was getting worse and worse. I was trying to think about something else. But everything was about the awful itch.
At that moment, I remembered what my mom always says about someone's feet itching. It's kind of elating to think that I will be having a journey somewhere soon, and that I don't have any clue about where.
This is what happens when you don't have a job. You give meaning to random happenings and daydream.
I know, it's pathetic. I was lying when I said I felt convenient about laying in bed all day. I feel so unuseful to the world.
But at least now I have decided to keep this blog and write until I find the job of my dreams.