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Well hello there!
Thursday: Worst date in the last six or seven years. Definitely!! He was kind of sweet. A cute little boy from his looks but he also was soooo damn boring. We met at 6 o'clock, went to a nearby café and started to ...yeah... talk. At least we tried to. There was nothing we could talk about, we absolutely didn't have anything in common. This was the first time ever this happened to me.
We had some drinks but it didn't got better. On the contrary. He started to talk about his work. He is a waiter... hours of work-talk of boring work-talk. I actually drifted away while he was talking and thought about cooking-recipes I could make. Definitely a first-timer. And by the way he reminded me extremely of one of my exes...
Friday: Baaaad day. Depression on the way, didn't even got out of my pj's... watched Torchwood the whole day and ended in the bathtube with Vodka-Martini *yummy*. Made plans to save the weekend from useless nothingness....
Saturday: ...plan didn't work. Woke up at 11 o'clock a.m. Same as friday. I was still on the hook. But positive thing of the day: I wore real clothes.
Sunday: BAAAAANG!! Great day. Depression - gone. Frustration - gone. Everything is senseless why don't I throw myself in the next river - gone!
I was back in the fight. Cleaned the whole appartement. Did the laundry and tried some new recipes. (Not those from Thursday btw.) Walked threw the city so I could breathe some fresh air again. Talked to my grandmother and my mother and read a book. This was lovely...
Monday: Weekend is over but the mood from yesterday stayed. Great!! Although I woke up at 5 a.m. ... Couldn't get back to sleep so I just got up and started the day. It was really nice. I discovered the radio-function on my roomies record player. Found a good all jazz like radio station and relaxed the next hours in the chair while drinking my morning tea.
7 a.m. washed the dishes, washed me, ironed the laundry from yesterdays laundry-marathon. Yay!! on me! ^_^
And it's going on...
Thursday: Worst date in the last six or seven years. Definitely!! He was kind of sweet. A cute little boy from his looks but he also was soooo damn boring. We met at 6 o'clock, went to a nearby café and started to ...yeah... talk. At least we tried to. There was nothing we could talk about, we absolutely didn't have anything in common. This was the first time ever this happened to me.
We had some drinks but it didn't got better. On the contrary. He started to talk about his work. He is a waiter... hours of work-talk of boring work-talk. I actually drifted away while he was talking and thought about cooking-recipes I could make. Definitely a first-timer. And by the way he reminded me extremely of one of my exes...
Friday: Baaaad day. Depression on the way, didn't even got out of my pj's... watched Torchwood the whole day and ended in the bathtube with Vodka-Martini *yummy*. Made plans to save the weekend from useless nothingness....
Saturday: ...plan didn't work. Woke up at 11 o'clock a.m. Same as friday. I was still on the hook. But positive thing of the day: I wore real clothes.
Sunday: BAAAAANG!! Great day. Depression - gone. Frustration - gone. Everything is senseless why don't I throw myself in the next river - gone!
I was back in the fight. Cleaned the whole appartement. Did the laundry and tried some new recipes. (Not those from Thursday btw.) Walked threw the city so I could breathe some fresh air again. Talked to my grandmother and my mother and read a book. This was lovely...
Monday: Weekend is over but the mood from yesterday stayed. Great!! Although I woke up at 5 a.m. ... Couldn't get back to sleep so I just got up and started the day. It was really nice. I discovered the radio-function on my roomies record player. Found a good all jazz like radio station and relaxed the next hours in the chair while drinking my morning tea.
7 a.m. washed the dishes, washed me, ironed the laundry from yesterdays laundry-marathon. Yay!! on me! ^_^
And it's going on...