I want a house and a cat and my own ice rink.
Back in Dublin. It's thawing, streets wet, slippery and crusted with ice. I should be grateful for the disgusting weather, though, because it's the reason my flight didn't get too delayed (just the standard 1.5 or so hours) or canceled, and also because it means that my apartment might actually not get horribly cold at night, as opposed to what below-zero temperatures do to it.
As I was nearing Dublin, I thought damn, I really don't like this place right now. And I saw all the Christmas trees in the houses the bus from the airport passed by... I didn't have a Christmas tree this year, of course, since we were in the Alps. But I kind of miss it. And I kind of want a cosy home and a Christmas tree and I want to bake and drink mulled wine and maybe even shovel snow... with my own "family". Seriously, when and how did this happen? I'd be happy with a little cosy home on a beach in a warm and sunny country, too, by the way.
I went to skate yesterday at home in CZ, but of course I didn't have my skates there, so I had to use my old basic ones... and it was no fun, just as expected. I felt a bit bad 'cause I spoiled the fun for my mom, kind of, but it was so sad. I can't just skate around in circles anymore, it doesn't work like that for me, I need to do it properly or not at all. And it made me miss regular skating practice, of course. And then today when we came to my granny's place, she had the TV on and Scott & Tessa's Olympic performance was being shown... Let's say I'd like to add an ice rink to the cosy home on a beach.
I was thinking that maybe Canada would be a cool place to live for a while, though of course it's not very warm there.
My mom and brother got into a fight last night (I won't go into detail, but it was stupid and it was about my Nexus One); I get so tired of how my family always tends to bicker and fight. In the end, I was sitting there staring at a very happy-smiley picture of the girlfriend that I had taken on our last day in Brazil, and wishing she was there, because she's my "calm place" (mostly). (She made it home on Friday night, by the way, after an outrageously long time spent in airports, airplanes and trains. I was very relieved to hear that, because being stuck in Dublin over Christmas would have sucked majorly.)
Oh and there were kids on the plane today - so many more than usual (like 8 that I saw?) and for once I found them cute, not obnoxious (mostly because they weren't screaming their lungs out and were running around being cute instead).
Another astonishing thing - I wasn't too crazy about Christmas cookies this year. Mysterious. I mean, I liked them, but I could have just as well not eaten any.
As I was nearing Dublin, I thought damn, I really don't like this place right now. And I saw all the Christmas trees in the houses the bus from the airport passed by... I didn't have a Christmas tree this year, of course, since we were in the Alps. But I kind of miss it. And I kind of want a cosy home and a Christmas tree and I want to bake and drink mulled wine and maybe even shovel snow... with my own "family". Seriously, when and how did this happen? I'd be happy with a little cosy home on a beach in a warm and sunny country, too, by the way.
I went to skate yesterday at home in CZ, but of course I didn't have my skates there, so I had to use my old basic ones... and it was no fun, just as expected. I felt a bit bad 'cause I spoiled the fun for my mom, kind of, but it was so sad. I can't just skate around in circles anymore, it doesn't work like that for me, I need to do it properly or not at all. And it made me miss regular skating practice, of course. And then today when we came to my granny's place, she had the TV on and Scott & Tessa's Olympic performance was being shown... Let's say I'd like to add an ice rink to the cosy home on a beach.
I was thinking that maybe Canada would be a cool place to live for a while, though of course it's not very warm there.
My mom and brother got into a fight last night (I won't go into detail, but it was stupid and it was about my Nexus One); I get so tired of how my family always tends to bicker and fight. In the end, I was sitting there staring at a very happy-smiley picture of the girlfriend that I had taken on our last day in Brazil, and wishing she was there, because she's my "calm place" (mostly). (She made it home on Friday night, by the way, after an outrageously long time spent in airports, airplanes and trains. I was very relieved to hear that, because being stuck in Dublin over Christmas would have sucked majorly.)
Oh and there were kids on the plane today - so many more than usual (like 8 that I saw?) and for once I found them cute, not obnoxious (mostly because they weren't screaming their lungs out and were running around being cute instead).
Another astonishing thing - I wasn't too crazy about Christmas cookies this year. Mysterious. I mean, I liked them, but I could have just as well not eaten any.