2011 - My Year in Status

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Saying Good-Bye and Welcoming the New Year

23.12 – I woke up in the morning, drove to the bus station and went to the country, to spend Christmas with my mother and brother. I got there and my mother greeted me with a big hug, like she usually does, because I don't go there that often. I spent the day just laying around and doing nothing (because there is actually nothing to do in a place where there's no internet) . :D
I was so bored, that I decided to clean out my old drawers full of my old school and other stuff. The coolest thing I found was a small letter we had to write in English class titled: “Me in 10 years!”, that I had written in the 10th grade in 2005.

24.12 – Got up at 11, to get ready to go to the city (my village has about 200 people in it and the city, where I went to school has about 8000 people in it). My mother’s old classmate took us with his car and dropped us off at my mother’s sisters place, so we could wish her and her husband Merry Christmas.
After that we went to the cemetery to light a candle for my grandmother (father’s mother), father and other relatives/moms friends. After that we went to my Godmothers (father sister) place, where we ate a little and just chatted. Since my brother (a 14 year old boy) doesn't really understand Russian that much, then he just spent all the time playing with my phone.
After that we met up with our driver and went to church. Usually (thanks to me) we last in there about a half an hour, but I don't know why, this time I asked them to sit through the entire thing. Mother sister was there, so we greeted her again, after it all was over. She asked me, who the guy is and does he drink. I replied, that my mother told me, that he used to be a real boozehound once upon a time and one day he just said: “Enough!” and hasn't had a drink since. Then he took mom, brother and me to see my grandmother, who usually comes to church every Christmas eve, but for some reason, not this time. She said, that she just didn't feel like it. We wished her Merry Christmas, gave her a hug and went back home. Mother had prepared our usual Christmas dinner, that she heated up and we sat down and ate. Our usual Christmas dinner is blood sausage (I don't like that thing, but out of courtesy I ate one), potatoes, sauerkraut (yumm yumm yumm), wieners and potato salad.
After it had all been eaten, I gave them my presents. Brother got a set of 5 games (I know how he loves computer games) and for my mother I had printed out 2 pictures (on one there's only me and on the second one there's me and her dancing on my birthday party) and a CD which I made for her, that had only Russian music on it (since I hate Estonian music and she doesn't understand English, then Russian is the only way to go with her). She gave me her present the day before – a bottle of liquid soap and (blond) hair color.
The rest of the evening we just sat and watched TV (“Die Hard 2”, because it was on TV and mother LOVES that series).

25.12 – Woke up, ate, packed and 13:46 my bus arrived, to take me back to Tallinn.

26.12 – The whole day was kinda like “blah”. I was sooo not in the mood for a party or anything. In the evening we had our own little Christmas party with friends and even before I went there I knew, that I don't actually want to go there (because I just didn't feel very social), but I didn't want to wake up the next day and regret not being there. So I went and most of the night I sat quietly in my own little corner. Everyone was there. All of our group, Mr L, Timur with his boyfriend Alex and Joosep. We ate, there as a lot of talking and laughing. At one point the evening was sooo fun, that they decided to watch Youtube videos from the hosts HUUUGE TV. At one point Taki had a “genius” idea, to show everyone Katy Perrys song “E.T” special lyrics video, that we usually watch on our meditation nights. If you don't know what you're looking for, then it's not that easy to find it. They asked me for my help and I said: ”No, I'm not gonna help you, because I don't want to see it!”. So I just got dressed and went out for a smoke. The truth is, that I have seen that video many many times, but only ONE time, with Mr L in the same room and I was not going to spoil that memory.
When I was done smoking, I went back to the room and they were STILL looking for that video and right then they just found it. Oh, lucky me! :S Luckily Madis wanted me to hear one song from his phone, so I just jammed the earphones in and held them as deep as I could, I closed my eyes and just listened to the lyrics of the song he wanted me to hear. Pet Shop Boys “Shameless” was the song he wanted me to her. Not bad, I told him. It was a lie, of course. PSB is not my cup of tea, but the chorus was funny, I have to admit.
When came the time to exchange presents, Laura was happily the Santas little helper and forced us to read a little poem or something like that. Since last year I sang (stupid stupid stupid), then this year I didn't want to do anything at all, but she wouldn't take "No" for an answer, so I quickly came up with a rhyme and got my gift. When everyone got something beautiful or something for the memory or something practical, then I got Justin Bieber's autobiography!!! You should've seen my face, it was NOT happy. While everyone got something for the memory, I got mocked, but hey... I can't hold any grudges or something. The present maker thought it was going to be funny (and he has a different sense of humor), it's my fault that I didn't find it to be funny.
When the evening was over, we went home by bus. Tanel escorted me, Taki, Villu and Mr L to the bus station and when the bus came, he went his merry way. I sat in the back by myself and turned on my music, the others stood in the front of the bus. Mr L left first and right in the second stop I got off. I just wanted to walk by myself and listen to music. I thanked the Universe, for it all was over! :)

31.12 – I was planning to clean my room, because for as long as I've known, cleaning on the day before the new year, was a tradition (that my mother always made us follow) and while living in Tallinn, I've always followed it (because I love traditions). But on that day... I sooo did not feel like cleaning and I took a long time to start and finally my co-worker Inna called and said that Santa visited her and said that I was a good boy and left her a present for me, so she came over. We drank coffee, talked a bit and she gave me the present - “Burlesque” DVD! Now THAT is a present! :D
After an hour of talking, she left. I got myself ready and went to Raili's place. My usual group got together at Lauras place and Tanel repeatedly said to me, that it's such a shame that we're not gonna be together on that night. I calmed him down, by saying, that we're gonna see each other a little before midnight. I didn't go, because I didn't feel like it. I was wanted to send the year away quietly and with Raili.
She had to stay home, because she couldn’t find a babysitter. We had a lot of catching up to do, because hadn’t seen each other for a long time, drank a lot of rum, I played with her son (actually he played with me and I was trying not to pay TOO much attention to him, because that three year old boy is a bit TOO active for me) and about half an hour before midnight we went out (Raili, her son and her sister).
We went to Vabaduse väljak, where I was supposed to meet Tanel and others in a specific point.
It was about 5 minutes till midnight and there were A LOT of people there, so Raili told me to RUN! And run I did. I had to push myself through a huge crowd, it was just like a scene from a movie – me pushing myself through loads of people to get to the people I love before midnight.
Once I got to our point, no one was there. I thought they’re still moving, so I kept on going. Once I had reached Raekoja Plats, I still hadn’t seen anyone, so I went back. The fireworks started and even though I LOVE fireworks to death, I didn’t look up once. I didn’t have time to stop and stare. I just shoved myself through the crowd, who were yelling “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” to each other. I didn't care, I just wanted to see my people.
Once I got back to the point where we were supposed to meet, no one was still there. Then I got a call, that they are already in front of X bar, so I ran there.
The first hug of the year 2012 went to Reelika, then her wife Merili and then Ülle. After the girls had been hugged, I saw Tanel – he was my first male hug. :) I wanted him to be the first of them all, but hey – the first male is good to!
I didn’t care, that I didn’t see any fireworks. I was HAPPY! I greeted everyone with a joyful “Happy new year” and a hug. Even Mr L was there and I did that to him too.
Raili called me and asked me where I was. I said, that I’m in front of X-Bar. She started screaming, that what the hell am I doing there, I was supposed to be at that place where I was supposed to meet the others and then she just hung up!
And then came the Champagne...
After what there is a two hour gap in my memory. I remember drinking a lot of that sparkly fabulousness.
I remember: at one point I decided to talk to Mr L about him acting as a jerk on my birthday (the fact that he promised me TWICE he’s gonna show up and 2 hours later sends me an SMS saying “oh, by the way – I can’t make it!”) and I remember telling him calmly many times, that I don’t want any drama, I just have an issue and I want to clear it, so the new year could start better and from a clean slate; I remember throwing up with Tanel’s sad puppy eyes looking at me and the next thing I remember is me walking to the bus station alone, to catch the last bus home (at 3AM). That’s all!

1.12 – Luckily I was smart enough to go to sleep with my window cracked open a bit, so there wouldn’t be a big hangover on that day, because I had to be in front of Saku Suurhall at 12:50. A friend of mine works there as a volunteer and she got a free ticket for me to see the "Cirque Du Soleil - Saltimbanco".
The show was... Okay! There were some moments where I was amazed, but most of it was just okay. May-be it was the hangover that kept me from being blown away.
But when those two came on, it was soooo drooling time! xD
And when those two bitches came on, I was like: "If you're not wearing any wires, then is all this really worth your Life???" I know the first thing the learn is how to fall correctly, but still... Anything can happen, is the show really that important for them?
Overall I was happy to be there and see it. :)
I've been only once to the Circus and that was VERY long time, I must've been like 7 to 10 years then...
In the evening Tanel came to our place and told me that I had been quite rude to one person. I had told one person twice something like this: “Yeah, yeah, I like you, but could you like... Go away?” Oh god I wished they hadn’t told me that. I don’t even remember walking around the block with Tanel, Lord knows what I might have said. And what’s even worse – friends tell me that they saw quite little of me on that night – God knows where I was or what I did or what I said! The others have given me quite good feedback, saying I was VERY cheerful that night.
Gosh, I so want to remember. May-be I had one of the best nights in ages, I just don’t remember it! :S Note to myself: Champagne is EVIL! Before that I was fine...
And what scares me the most – I have no idea what Mr L replied to me!
As soon as I woke up, I wrote him a letter saying that IF I caused any problems, then I’m really sorry, but my intention was just to clarify something that was bothering me in order to start the New Year fresh. That’s all! There was silence for four days and finally he replied: “Happy New Years to you too! As far as I remember all was ok! :)”

We haven’t seen each other since .!

I also came up with my New Year's Resolution: "Laugh a little more, care less about what others think of me and do more things on my own. Not because may-be tomorrow won't come, but because I deserve to Live!" :)
So let's hope, this year will be the best ever! ;)
Cheers!

And now a song that has good lyrics:
Aqua - If The World Didn't Suck (We Would All Fall Off)

The Memories of December

30.11 – We were having a nice quiet meditation evening. E and Tanel were with me, Taki and Villu. We were just talking and having fun. All of the sudden, my phone rings. I look on the screen and my mother is calling me. I picked up and she says: “I got a letter”. I’m like – oh great, another court letter, saying I need to pay my depts. Well... It wasn’t! She said, it’s from the ARMY! My heart skipped at least three beats! She opened the letter and read to me, that I have been summoned. I need to be in Rakvere on the 13th of January (which “luckily” is Friday the 13th") at 8:30AM!!! Oh my god... That was the LAST thing I was expecting! I am 23 and I was hoping that they forgot about me or someone spied on my and saw, that I’m not army material, but noooo. Those basterds were just waiting, until I graduate. Ugh! My whole evening was ruined! Fuck fuck fuck!

3.12 - On that Saturday I was having a bad day. E was at my place and it was boring as all hell. I was watching TV and he was sitting by the computer, listening to the music with headphones. Yes, "Friends" were on, but it was still not what I was expecting of a Saturday night with my special someone. So I just layed there quietly, saying nothing, occasionally visiting the balcony for a smoke.

I also was a bit fed up with him too, because he was at my place most of the time. I needed space, I couldn't breathe (nor watch my TV shows, because he didn't like those and then he'd be bored).

At one point (about ten o'clock in the evening) he asked me, if I wanted him to go home. I was silent for a bit. Then I asked him, if he'd be very upset with me if I'd answer "Yes". "No" he replied. After a pause, that seemed like a lifetime, I said: "Then could you please go home?". He took his stuff and left, I didn't even get a Good-Bye kiss or a hug, nothing. Seemed like he was VERY upset, even though a moment ago, he said he wouldn't be.

And you know what? After he left, I was relieved! I jumped in my bed, turned on "Dexter" and just enjoyed the darkness.

4.12 - I noticed that E had deleted "Has partner" sign from his profile in Gayromeo. I wrote to him, that did you really get THAT upset with me? "Apparently" was all he replied.

I really wanted to talk to Tanel that day, but he said, that he didn’t have any free time before the movie night, so we agreed, that he would come to my place after work the next day.

In the evening it was Mr L's turn to show us a movie and his choice was "Kramer vs Kramer". I hadn't seen that movie before and I quite liked it. Of course I had a different opinion, than the others, when we discussed the movie after it was over. I said that there is NO excuse for leaving a child and the court should've never given the child back to Meryl Streep.

5.12 – All I wanted to do was talk to Tanel about E. That what should I do. Should I dump him or should I get back together with him?

Laura came to our place too, so that made it that much harder to open my mouth and talk about something that bothers me.

But after an hour or two in the living room, I finally opened my mouth and talked about my problem. As usual, the answer was that I’m doing something wrong. That we ruined it all, by spending too much time together right from the start. That all this time together didn’t give me any chance to miss him. He was always around.

The good thing is that I opened my mouth and talked about what was bothering me. Which is not that easy, when I know I’m doing something wrong!

We ended up spending a very fun evening together. I loved it! I just drank a little too much coffee! xD

8.12 - I went back to Tapa, because a relative of mine had passed away and there was a funeral. At first we were in a Russian church. There was an open casket and I saw the dead body. It was so weird, seeing all those people crying. It was soooo f'ing uncomfortable for me, because all I wanted to do, was laugh. Crying people make me VERY uncomfortable and laughing is like a defense reflex or something like that. So there I was, standing just a few feet away from the body, crying people all around me and I kept repeating to myself (in my head): "Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, dead puppies, dead puppies, dead puppies!" And what made it all worse - in the Russian church they don't have any chairs and we all had to stand up for the whole thing. Oh, that was a killer for my legs. I HATE standing in one place for too long.

After the ceremony was over, we said our last Good-byes. Some kissed deceased, some just gave a gentle stroke. I was one of those, who did the last one. I said my good-bye to the daughter of my (deceased) grandmother’s sister by gently stroking her hand. Gosh, that was sooo cold.

I remember when my father passed, I kissed him on the forehead, but I don't remember it being THAT cold (Yeah, that was 13 years ago and my memories COULD be letting me down, but still...).

After that we went to the cemetery to bury the body.

In American movies it is so short - they have a few words and they leave, the workers will do everything for them. But not here! Here firstly one of the relatives gave a very beautiful speech (that was my fifth funeral and the first time anyone's ever given a speech) and then the put the casket in the ground. After that everyone throws sand on the casket three times (by hand) and then we all wait until the workers have completed their job, so we could decorate the grave by putting flowers and wreaths on it. And after that comes the funeral banquet. All of this was over by three o'clock (it started at 11AM). Then I went to my grandmothers for a little chat and later came back to Tallinn with a train.

9.12 - Was an ordinary party day at our place. I had a few drinks and after that we went to X-Bar, where I met up with my friend Sven and after that we went to G-Point, where we met another acquaintance of ours. Had a few more drinks and when we started to leave, I noticed someone had stolen my wallet from my coat. Luckily there wasn’t much money in it, but what I feel sad about the most is that grandmother gave me that wallet. Fuck all those documents that were in there, I can get them again, but the wallet... Nothing can replace that!

We didn’t go home. Me and Sven went to the acquaintances place, for a drink. After half an hour Sven called himself a cab and left, I stayed there.

I stayed in the arms of a cute man. We didn’t have sex or anything, I just wanted to feel close to someone. That’s all.

10.12 – Me and my friends went to see “New Year’s Eve”. I was VERY pleased with the movie. The plan was to go and see it in Coca Cola Plaza, but when we got there, all the good seats had been taken. So we went to Solaris and we ended up in the biggest room. I had been there once before. I was there on my first date with Mr L, we went to see “Loose Cannons”. If I’d known, that the movie was going to be shown there, I would’ve skipped it and gone to see it on another day.

12.12 – E came to my place, to pick up the shirt he left behind. We had a small chat, about nothing special. About how life has gone on, how he got a new job and how I’m still doing nothing with my life. We didn’t touch the subject “us”, but I think he gets that I’m not in love with him. I did say that whenever he’s feeling lonely on a Friday night and wants to party, then he is welcome to party with us. I just hope that he got, that it was a friendly invitation, nothing else. But I did get a Good-Bye hug, when he left. :)

14.12 – It was a busy day at work. Our project manager noticed that there were some strange numbers in the interviews, so I had to listen to some interviews, to check everything. She told me to call the interviewer, who had made those. She said it to me three times and so I did. At first the interviewer didn’t pick up, but later she called back and I explained, that there were some strange numbers and she was quite surprised, because she didn’t remember entering numbers as big as the project manager said. My point is – all the project manager told me, was to call the interviewer and I did!

15.12 – I got a wakeup call of a lifetime! The project manager called me and practically screamed at me: “Where is the feedback!” I was like WTF? What feedback? I called the interviewer, just like she asked me to. But she didn’t ask me for a feedback. “Don’t you have any brain at all?” was her reaction to me. For fucks sake, I did EXACTLY what she asked me, but my mistake was that I didn’t think WHY she asked me to call the interviewer. I didn’t have the time to stop and think. Fuck her! I did as I was told and that’s all. I’ve been working here for almost 4 years. She’s supposed to know, what I’m like and what my flaws are.

Yes, NOW I understand that I SHOULD’VE given her feedback, but at that point I didn’t have the time to stop and think. And I didn’t deserve that screaming wakeup call! But hey, not all of us know how to communicate (I should know, I’m one of them).

The day turned out to be good after all. We had our company Christmas event or something like that. We went to a place called Raudsilla, to have our “party” there. I don’t know how to explain what kind of a place it was, but if anyone ever has a chance to throw a party there, then that person won’t be disappointed!

While being there, we also had a little game. They have us a map of the place and we had to go through four points, where we had to do different tasks.

In the third point, the task was to spin the hula hoop around the waist. The project managers group was before our group and that girl spun it around pretty long. So I made it my mission to beat her time. I wasn’t gonna rub it in her face later, I just wanted to do it for myself, because I hate her so much and ONLY for me: It was personal!

So after she was done, I picked up the hula ring and I spun it around and around and around and I when I reached 10 minutes, I stopped, because I knew I had beaten her. The judge said, that she spun it around 3 minutes with some seconds, so you have no idea how happy I was! :D

But the sad thing was, that after all those tasks were done, we found out, that no one gets any points. They just put all of us in a bowl and just picked from there. Luckily our group was the first one to get picked.

Our former Supervisor was also there with her little baby. Oh god, how I’ve missed her. She was the Izzie Stevens of our office (meaning – the heart and soul of this place) and she still is heavily missed!

After we got back to Tallinn, most of us went back to the office, to continue the party. I just went there for a moment and then I left. My boss called me to confirm, is everything okay. He knows that I love parties and last year I was quite a party animal. I just said, that I’m not in a mood to party and that was it.

16.12 – This Friday party was held at Mikk’s place in the center of the city. We got together, drank and played a very fun game, that Laura had brought – Jungle speed. I get quite competitive, while playing. I don’t like loosing that much, but if I do, I survive. I’m not a sore looser, I just LOVE winning! :D

After that everyone went home. I didn’t want to go yet, so I escorted Laura to her home. On the road we talked A LOT (mostly about me) and I REALLY hope she doesn’t hate me now, because most of the things I say when I’m drunk, is what is actually bullshit in other peoples opinion. Because everything I say or feel is wrong, they always tell me. I’m doing everything always wrong. And when they explain it to me, then I understand why it’s wrong. But while I’m doing/saying, whatever I’m doing/saying, then at that moment I don’t think it’s wrong.

And what’s worse – I love to talk when I’m drunk. Talk, discuss about my problems, but when I get answers – it’s highly unlikely I will remember them by morning! And talking about my problems while I’m sober – that’s just out of the question! ;)

That’s why it’s just better to keep my mouth shut and say nothing. But when I’m drunk, it’s hard to keep it shut. :D I’m gonna have to practice that a little more.

After I escorted her home, I checked out X-Bar, which was quite empty. That was the first time in a very very long time, that I went out all on my own.

I left and went to G-Point. There were a lot of people and a few friends too, with whom I danced and talked. There was one black guy too.

Somehow we ended up talking a lot. At one point I kissed him. “It was the first time ever I’ve kissed a black guy.” I said to him. And it was true. I had only ONCE just talked to a black guy before and this was the first time I had kissed one. There aren’t so many black people in Estonia and I also haven’t traveled much, that’s why I had no experience. But now I do. :) At least with the kissing part.

After the party was over, we went to my place to continue the chat.

After talking about two hours, he called cab and went away and I went to sleep, because it was already 9AM.

17.12 – In the evening I went to Tapa with a train and there by bus I went to my mother’s place. I took them a bunch of movies. We just talked and watched TV. Nothing special.

18.12 – The reason why I went back home, was that day was my Grandmothers 80th Birthday party. We had it in our mother’s sister’s house in Tapa. Everyone was quite worried, that my mother is going to ruin it all. My cousin called me during the day, to confirm, that my mother is sober (apparently exactly 10 years ago, my mother went to grandmothers birthday while being totally wasted. Luckily I don’t remember anything about that day). I calmed her down, by saying that everything is okay and under control.

We arrived to the sister’s house quite early, so we could help with the decorations and setting the table.

Everything went without a hitch. All was well, the food was perfect (as usual, my mother’s sister studied to be a cook and her food is always sooo delicious), the people were happy and grandmother was exactly by my side. I just love her! :)

They did make just one tiny mistake! In my opinion the seating arrangement was a bit off. They put my grandmother on one side of the table and all her (elderly) friends in the other side. But my grandmothers hearing isn’t as good as it used to be, that’s why she was silent most of the evening.

Usually when we have the birthday party at her place, then she’s right in the middle and she’s very chatty and laughing and stuff. Not this time. But everything else was okay. We even got to make a picture where all of us were on – grandmother, me, my mother and brother and her sister with her daughter. I don’t remember us having a photo like that before.

Just like I said to my cousin on the phone – everything is going to be okay, just as it was.

After the party I came back to Tallinn. I thought that there was going to be no movie night, but later when Taki came back home, he told me that there WAS a movie night. He showed a movie called “Pay It Forward”. I was soooooo upset! Why didn’t anyone tell me?

Oh, right! I was the one who told Taki, that I’m going to be away for the weekend and not to contact me. BUT! In my defense – on the 4th of December, when we had our last movie night, I understood that that was the last movie night this year. And when I said, that I’m going to be away for the weekend and not to contact me, I meant meditation nights, not movie nights. It’s not his fault, that he can’t read minds. I was just sad and disappointed.

I love movie nights. They are mostly about hanging out with friends and doing something together. But they are also great, because in a way, we are all opening up to each other, showing different sides of ourselves.

But sometimes it can also be a disappointment. For example when someone is not showing a movie from their own collection, but just thought it might be a cool movie, without even seeing it once or someone, who wants to see someone else and then shows a movie they haven't seen, just to bring that someone that much closer to him.

Of course I’m talking about myself. In January/February (2011) I wanted to see Mr L again and I chose the movie "The Shadow Writer". I had never seen that movie, but Mr L gave it to me for Christmas.

One night we were both watching "European Movie Awards Gala 2010" and that was the only movie I was routing for the whole evening, because it had Kim Cattrall in it. I'm not much of an European movies type of a person. I love American movies more. So thanks to Kim I was routing to that movie the whole evening. And he found that DVD somewhere and gave it to me for Christmas. That's why I showed it. So he'd come...

But after I showed the movie I realized, that IF I would have seen that movie earlier, I wouldn't have showed it. Because it was MY night and I was ready to show a part of me and I... I didn't...

Yeah, others loved/liked that movie and they were pleased... But I wasn't... Yeah, he was here, but I didn't open up. I didn't show anything of myself, other than I missed him.

But yeah... Movie nights are very important for me!

21.12 – Our boss took us to a fancy restaurant, to celebrate Christmas. The restaurant was very very fancy and I felt like a fish out of water in there.

The sad thing about restaurants like these, is that if you go in there hungry, you’re gonna leave hungry. :D

Yeah, the food was VERY delicious, but the amounts were... Puny!

22.12 – The Tallinn2011 project was having their final event that evening. I had written about wanting to go there in our Facebook group, but no one showed any interest in going. In final desperation I wrote to Mr L, inviting him with me. It was a stupid mistake, I know! But the only reason I did that was because I didn’t want to go alone and I know he likes these cultural things.

He didn’t answer! No surprise there.

So I decided to go alone! And boy am I pleased with my decision!

The event was called “60 seconds”. 60 directors around the world, each made one movie, that was 60 seconds long. It was shown on a big screen, outside in the pier. Yes, my legs died, while standing in one place for more than an hour, but the movies were so different and some of them so weird and strange, that I didn’t have time to stop and think about my dead legs. I just stood there, watching the big screen and I loved the experience! After all the movies were shown, they light the projector on fire and destroyed all the movies. That was the main idea of the event: to show the movies once and then destroy them all.

I was very pleased with myself. And from now on, that’s exactly what I’m gonna do! I’m not going to write in our group, that I want to go and see some events, just to see that no one writes me back or shows any sign that they want to join me. I’m just gonna skip that and start doing things all on my own. Who knows – may-be because of that, one day I’ll have the guts to just start talking to strangers? :D

Who knows! ;)

Слава - Одиночество [Vengerov Remix]

Trees

I found another russian song, that I just can't get out of my head .!
The video and the lyrics are just... Amazing in my opinion and I just wanted to share . :)
The video is full of symbols .! ;)
Here are the translated lyrics:

Your idol - a demigod.
He came up with you and you believed.
In the void, between the lines, you spoke of love and she was burned.

Pictures... Cars... Papers...

And where is the real life?
You will wake up one day in the morning.

Tell me ...

Chorus:
Tell me where have you been?
Where were you when Love lived on Earth?
Where were you when I was waiting for only you .?
When the trees were big,
When all the boys become men ...


Beat me, my satires.
I lived only a little more life.
And I keep this world
As a child in my hands, but you are a father only by name!

Pictures... Cars... Papers...

And where is the real life?
You will wake up one day in the morning.

Tell me ...

Chorus:
Tell me where have you been?
Where were you when Love lived on Earth?
Where were you when I was waiting for only you .?
When the trees were big,When all the boys become men ...

When all the boys become men,
And they don't play chasing games and war anymore.
Don't break silence into fragments,
And keep the whole world on their palm.

On the palm ...

When the trees were big ...
When all the boys become men,
Men ...

Винтаж - Деревья

Choosing a Miracle

Run away, take me,

I want to go where you breathe ...

This is a wet winter and through the you can can not hear me.

I cheated day, I bathe in the clouds ...

And incidentally, if you are my shadow, then where do you run at night?

And so... And so...

Chorus:

You can put up with strenght

You can drink tequila

You can wait for the morning

And I will continue to choose my own sun,

Raise my eyelids,

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

Miracle ...

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

You took away my heat

And I left me only with the air...

Only weeping in the silence

It would've been too easy for me ..!

I'm not coming back!

But You know, it doesn't give me pride!

It will be the way I want it to be, may-be for you it's news!

And so... And so...

Chorus:

You can put up with strenght

You can drink tequila

You can wait for the morning

And I will continue to choose my own sun,

Raise my eyelids,

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

Miracle ...

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

Yes, I will continue to choose my own...

Choose, choose, choose ... miracle ... miracle ... miracle ...

Chorus:

You can put up with strenght

You can drink tequila

You can wait for the morning

And I will continue to choose my own sun,

Raise my eyelids,

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

Oh oh, yeah

Yes, I will continue to choose my own miracle!

Oh oh, yeah

Yes, I will continue to choose my own...

Нюша - Выбирать чудо

Once You've met someone, You never really forget them .! It just takes a while for Your memories to return .!

Addison Montgomery: Did you ever read "The Lady or The Tiger" .?

Therapist: No .!

Addison Montgomery: There is a princess, who falls in love with a guard, which is... Y'know, inappropriate . So, when her father, the king finds out, he throws the guard into some kind of arena . Behind one door there is a tiger, that will tear him to bits and behind the other is a lady with whom he'd be free, to live the rest of his life . The princess is forced to sit in the stands and choose his fate .

Therapist: What does she choose .?

Addison Montgomery: The author never tells the end .

Therapist: What do you think she chose .?

Time has gone by so quickly and at the moment things are okay . *spits three times over his shoulder*

Tuesday (11.10) I started talking to a cute guy via Scruff (an app on my phone), who is living 8816 km away from me . At first we talked on Scruff and then we moved on to Skype . First we just wrote and then the Skype video calls started . He showed me his (amazing) house, the neighbourhood, his office, where he works (it wasn’t all on one night) .

It was sooo weird to look outside of his window and see a shining hot sun, while I took a look out of my window and saw the brick houses of Lasnamäe and the full moon .

The guy is a bit older, than my usual age limit (37) and a „bit“ hairier than I’m used to . But there is something about him, that makes me want to keep on talking to him and who knows... May-be one day even meet him F2F . :) At the moment we do talk less, but I sincerely hope that the talks will continue for a long long time . :)

I’ve always said that admitting the problem is never a problem for me . I can say easily what I’m doing wrong and what mistakes I have . But he was the first (and so far the only) one who replied: “That shows that you are OK with those problems/mistakes!” And that made me think... I’m not okay with that... :S

On Friday (14.10) we went out to party . Of course we went to X-Baar (because that’s the place I love the most) . We also checked „KAPP“ out, but it was empty as all hell so we went back to X-Baar, where we drank and danced the night away .

There was this one blonde guy who was constantly looking at me on the dance floor . At one point I left the dance floor to sit by myself and to give him a chance to come and talk to me . He followed me, but he just stood quite close to me and said nothing, glancing at me from time to time . Then I got fed up and I told him to sit next to me . He did . And we started to talk and the next thing I know I’m in his room in Swisshotel .

Nothing much happened there, just a lot of kissing and then good night in his big masculine arms .

In the morning (15.10) there was a bit more than kissing .! xDAnd then I met up with Villu and Taki to go to the Vabaduse väljak, because there was this Occupy Tallinn thingy . I’m not 100% sure what it was all about (Villu told us many many times why it’s important to be there, but I just wasn’t listening so much) . I just went there to support my friend . Laura and Tanel also joined us .

After that we went to eat in an Asian food place and after that I went home, to take a shower and then I left on birthday party . Darja’s (a co-worker) birthday was okay . I ate a lot (she and her boyfriend made all the stuff and it was just delicious) . We talked a bit, drank a bit and watched a bit of TV .

I left around eight PM to go to another birthday party . This time it was one of my best friends from my village, Jane .

There were a lot of people, a lot of familiar faces and also new ones . It was good to be there and have fun with them . Until I found out that they had discussed me, before I came over . Most of them are... Young teenage girls and their teenage boyfriends, so I can just imagine what they were saying about me, but when I got there everyone had a smile slapped all over their faces and everything was okay . „We didn’t mean any harm, we were just discussing where were you.“ one of them said . Yeah, right .!

Well... I was a bit tipsy already so I didn’t give a fuck what they thought of me . I came to celebrate my friend’s birthday and that’s all .

After that we went to the Old Town . Most of the time we spent in Tonic . A place where I don’t go that often, because it’s a straight bar . But I had fun with the girls and it was okay . :)After the party I finally got to go home to sleep .

On Sunday (16.10) it was Laura’s turn to show us a movie and she showed us „Spirited Away“ (this entries title is a quote from that movie) .

The next Saturday (22.10) my mother came to visit me . She brought me potatoes, pickles and other stuff . We went to the market, so she could buy me a winter coat, because she refused to stand by and watch me wear my denim jacket again, like I did last winter .

In the evening an old flame from my past wrote me in Gayromeo . Of course I responded and the conversation was pretty good .

On Sunday (23.10) it was Mr L's turn to show us a movie and this time he selected „Sordid Lives“ . I'm just going to keep quiet about that movie .! xD No comments .! :D

On Monday (24.10) I wrote that we should get together and on Thursday (27.10) E was standing in front of me . :)

At first we walked for a while in Kadrioru Park and then we decided to go my place (where he stayed for the next seven nights) . The talk was good, but not as good as it was when we met four years ago ...

But it was still nice to see him again . I got to delete some of my questions about why he acted the way he did in the past (just leaving me without ANY explanation) and quietly smile towards our possible future . Y’never know, Y’know .! :D

During the night we watched „Sucker Punch“ (which he didn’t like at all), played Alias and emptied a bottle of Champaign . :)

On Friday (28.10) it was soo good to wake up next to him . We talked, got a cake from the store and then the man escorted me to work .

After work I went back home, where others also came for our Every-Friday drinking night . :D I stayed sober, because E was coming over around 11PM .

On Saturday (29.10) I went to the Nevski Church by 4PM with a friend of mine to find out what we need for a christening of her child . I was going to be her babies Godfather . :)

We spent there the most boring hour that I'll never get back, because the Russian padre was talking about the Gospel .! Half of the speech I didn't understand (even though I understand Russian very well, the padre over there used words I hadn't even imagined existed) and half of the speech I just didn't listen, because it was too damn boring . And plus the small room had an awful echo, so I couldn't even hear most of his words, even though I was sitting right under the Holy Fathers nose .

It was VERY nice to go back home and to see that E was waiting there . :) We spent the rest of the night cuddling, talking, watching movies and TV .

On Sunday (30.10) morning he went home, because I had to go to work . There weren't so many interviewers on call that day so I had to go and be one for the day .

Half past four I took off from work and headed to Mr L's place to . This time it was Taki-s turn and he made us laugh with „Kinky Boots“ . :) It was a very good movie (for one time only) . :D Next time it would be MY turn .! :D Muhahahahaaaa .! :D

After that E came back to my place, with Tanel . Villu and Taki joined us for a little... meditation session . E meditated for the first time in his life and at first when we were alone in the balcony smoking, he seemed just fine, but the rest of the evening he spent in the armchair, quiet as a mouse and when I asked softly is he okay, then he just replied that he is just bored out of his mind .

That's understandable .! Not everybody has to like my friends and the things we talk about . After my friends left, we watched a little TV, ate and went to sleep quite early, because the man had a terrible headache...
At the moment everything is okay and beautiful . Only my overthinking isn’t giving me any peace . I do try to breathe slowly in and out and just concentrating on the “now”, but sometimes still, while being alone, some questions/thoughts creep into my mind .

Do we have a future .? May-be he was brought back into my life, so I could finally close a chapter of my life, that left me with a hell of a lot of questions .? Or may-be back then it was just the wrong timing .? May-be now we have a bigger chance in making it, because I’m not a friendless flowerchild any more, as I was 4,5 years ago, when I had just moved to Tallinn and knew practically no one here .?

On that Thursday when we walked in Kadrioru park, I just couldn’t resist the temptation and I asked why he acted the way he did – just cutting me off without ANY explanation at all . He explained and apologized with a long speech, but the short version is that I was just his rebound guy . That he actually wasn’t looking for a relationship and he wasn’t so sure of himself back then . He had just gotten out of a relationship, that lasted for a year and a half and he THOUGHT that what he needed was a relationship, but he was wrong . Sad, but true .!

At least now I know... Better late, than never, right .?
And you know what .? At that time, when he was explaining his actions, I realized something inside of me . I realized, that I had forgiven him a long time ago, I just never noticed ...

On Tuesday (1.11) morning I met up with my friend and his husband and one more girl (Jevgenija) and we all went to the Nevski church to get the baby baptized . I became the Godfather and she became the Godmother . Because it was a boy I had to hold him all through the ceremony .

It was... Nice .! :D The father said some prayers, read something from the Bible, smeared some stuff on the baby and the last thing was dipping the baby into the bowl (or whatever that was) with Holy Water .

It all took about an hour and it was nice . :)

But afterwards... OMG .!

I’m not really athletic . Sports or going to the gym - not my thing . I don’t do any heavy lifting or any kinds of physical things . So... Holding a baby that’s (almost) 6 months old in my arms for an hour... After the ceremony was over we went out of the church and I lit my cigarette and honest to god, I couldn’t keep my arm up, because my non-existant muscles hurt SO BAD, it wasn’t even funny . It was just sad .! :D

After that I said my good-byes and moved on to go and see Jane . We had coffee, watched TV, played with her children, talked and then I went home to E . :)

On Sunday (6.11) I came from his place and wanted to go straight to Mr L’s place, because it was my turn to show the movie . But I got there a bit too early, so I walked around for half an hour, because the last thing I wanted, was to sit in his flat alone with him .

But my walk was a bit shorter than I expected, so I just took a deep breath and I went in .

And I was quite surprised to notice, that I could talk to him (almost) just fine . I could look at him without my heart beating five times faster than usually .

Then another thought jumped in my mind – may-be E was sent back only, so I could get over Mr L .?

Come to think of it... This is just stupid .! How can I miss something that was never there .? I mean we were never officially a couple with Mr L . We only dated for two and a half months, where we never had “the talk”, after what we would define ourselves as a couple . All we did was dating, I fell in love and he kissed another guy . That’s all .!

So why is it so hard to forget about that blonde mini-god .?
Anyway... My movie was “Charlotte’s Web”, where I cried like a little baby . Tanel told me that it was quite noticeable, but I didn’t care . Until there were 10 minutes left until the end, then I left the room to go to the kitchen, to sob quietly by myself, while still watching the movie from a distance .

On Friday (11.11) Tanel and Allan came to our place, so we could all play a board-game called “Risk” . It was a fun night . I didn’t drink any alcohol, just coffee . E was with us and everything was very good .

On Sunday (13.11) we got a letter from Mr L, saying that he can’t host the movie night that evening . It was so obvious that since I’m not in his friends list in facebook anymore, then he just wrote the letter to the others and just copy/pasted the letter to me . No “Hi Rommy” or whatever . Just copy/paste .! So we had it to our place . Tanel showed us a movie called “Blind” .

One day I was doing stuff behind my computer and I noticed that E logged in to MSN . It didn’t make my heart jump . I just looked at the message, smiled and continued doing what I was doing . But then I thought... What if Mr L would write to me .? I think my heart would just skip a beat, all because I got a letter from Him .

I’m trying not to overthink it all, but sometimes I just can’t help it . I would want to talk about these things with my friends, when we’re having our meditation nights, but something inside me keeps me back . It says, that I should keep my mouth shut . I shouldn’t tell nobody anything, because... I don’t know why . There is just this little voice, that says: “Fuck them .! It’s not their problem .! These are not their questions, they can’t give you the answers you need .! Only time can do that . So there is no point in discussing something that isn’t their business .! And besides... You don’t have anything to say that doesn’t sound like a complaint . So spare them from your whining .!” Even though I’ve been dying to speak my mind, that voice is louder . Therefore whenever I feel like this is the moment where I would like to say something, my lips just won’t start moving, no voice is coming out .

Then I made a decision . Instead of telling them what’s going on in my head, I’m gonna open another blog . Under another alias and I’m not gonna give it to anyone I know . Just a little something for my own peace of mind . :)

But for this very moment... I think being quiet is for the best . :)

On Saturday (19.11) I went to my friends place, whose childs Godfather I became . They had set a table with all sorts of goods and I got to eat a lot and drink Champaign . Mostly I stayed quiet and observed the two Russian families . From the girls side there was her mother and her grandmother (Great Grandmother to my Godchild) and from the boys side there was his mother and father plus a relative with her husband and child . It was nice . A bit boring, but nice .

Next Sunday (20.11) it was Allans turn to show the movie and he showed us a French comedy “Priceless” . That movie was pretty good for a European movie .! :D Before everyone else had arrived to Mr L’s place, I was bored and started to talk to the “Guest” (a person who is always there, but no one knows much about him, because he is always quiet and when we used to talk with Mr L, then he referred to him as “the Guest” . Not as his boyfriend or as his friend or anything else . And what’s worse – the Guest once introduced himself to all of us, but no one could recall his name . No one .!!!) . So I was just sitting in my corner and observing him and then I asked what is he doing and just being friendly . He showed me some of his studying material and Voila! – there was the answer to the question on everyones mind – his name .! :D Turns out the Guest isn’t so bad at all . Quite interesting little fella . ;)

Isn’t it funny, when you stop trying to get an answer to your question and then it just comes to You .! :)

On Friday (25.11) me and my friends went to a place called “OMA Keskus” . It’s a gay and lesbian info center here in Tallinn, that was opened this year (if I’m not wrong) . This time they had a “Mens night” . An evening for men only . Even E came with us . It was a fun idea, especially when we all played a game called “Mafia” .

Mr L and the Guest and his one other friend also came . I was polite and good, but I didn’t really talk to them . I just kept away and chatted with other people . After that they went to KAPP, so I made it my mission to make the others come with me to X-Baar . Only a few came with me . I got to dance a little and already about 2AM I was home with E . I was quite sober, but I had a lot on my mind, so I said some things that I shouldn’t have . I didn’t say anything bad or evil . I just opened myself up a little bit and I shouldn’t have . One of the things I talked about was that he doesn’t understand me and he can’t handle the real me . I know, I know - STUPID .! But it was all boiling inside of me and he noticed that I’m not that okay, so he asked and I answered .

There was no drama, the whole conversation was done with a low tone and calmly .

And we didn’t get to finish it, because at one point I went out on the balcony to have a smoke and when I came back, he was already asleep...

The next day (26.11) I slept until 4PM and when I woke up, he was gone... I called him and he said that he just needs a few days by himself .

A day later (27.11) Laura made us all laugh with “Death at a Funeral” . There were a lot of moments, where the whole room was laughing, because it was a really good movie .!

The only one not laughing was me . The only thought in my mind was: “I don’t want to be here .! I don’t want to be here .! I don’t want to be here .!”

On Monday (28.11) E came to my place after my work . Everything is okay, we’re not talking about the Friday-night conversation . We just lay back, talk, smile, watch movies/TV and just are ... Of course that doesn't mean, the questions and the doubts and everything else has just vanished . I'm just gonna relax, give it some more time and just enjoy coming home with someone standing by the door with a kiss .! :)

Addison Montgomery: Well when I was younger, when I read the story . I thought the princess chose the tiger, because who would want to watch the man you love spend the rest of his life with another woman .? Honestly, I've been there and it's... It's really... It is too cruel .!

Therapist: And now .? What do you think now .?

Addison Montgomery: Well now... I guess I'd like to think that the princess pointed to the lady . Because I'm starting to think that love might mean wanting the other person to be happy ... Even if that means they can't stay with You ...

And here’s a song that Tanel showed me years ago:

Delta Goodrem – Believe Again (When we started dating with E, I listened to this song over and over again and I was 100% sure I DO Believe Again . Now I’m like... Do I .? 'Cause everything is just nice .! Is that what happiness feels like .? Nice .? Oh Damn .! I'm overthinking again .! :D Fuck it, I'm off .!)

It's Never Too Late, Is it .?

Kuna ma töö juures lõpetasin lepingu ära, siis reede (30.09) pidi olema minu viimane tööpäev . Hommikul läksin tööle ja kõik tundus olevat just nii nagu alati . Üldsegi polnud seda tunnet, et nüüd täna on viimane päev ja enam ma siia tagasi ei tule ...

Ja seda vist seepärast, et sisimas ma teadsin, et tulen ikka tagasi (vähemalt järgmisel nädalal) .

Pühapäeval (2.10) Mr L'i juures istusin kogu aja kapuuts peas . Ei tahtnud välja näidata oma uut soengut .! xD

Esmaspäeval (3.10) olingi tagasi, kuid mitte ametlikult ja enam ei teinud seda asja, mida olin teinud viimane aasta . Pidin tegema ühte meganõmedat transkriptsiooni ehk kuulama mingeid intervjuusid ja need üles kirjutama . Esimene päev oli täielik kašmaar, sest vahepeal ei saa aru, mida keegi ütleb või kui räägitakse korraga... Ugh . Kuus tundi ja juba pidin end peaaegu üles pooma . :D

Järgnevatel päevadel oli juba parem . :)

Kolmapäeval (5.10) aga tabas mind jube kahtluste voog . Et kas ikka teen õigesti, et lähen ära .? Kas on ikka põhjused mul õiged lahkumiseks .? Kas on ikka õige lihtsalt võtta kätte ja sõna otseses mõttes põgeneda kõige ja kõigi eest .?

Rääkisin ülemusega, et millised on võimalused edasi jäämiseks ning kas on äkki võimalust väikeseks palgatõusuks .? Kuna ma teadsin, et neile väga meeldiks, kui ma jääks, siis olin väga positiivne . :) Sain ka suhteliselt positiivse vastuse . Rääkisin ka mõne töökaaslasega, et mis nemad arvavad .

Mingi hetk, kui ühe töökaaslasega rääkisin, siis pidasin väikest monoloogi ja järsku jäin vait . „Mis juhtus .?“ küsis Darja . „Ma räägin hetkel sellisel viisil, nagu ma oleks juba otsustanud siia jääda“ vastasin . Suhteliselt üllatus oli see ka mulle .

Õhtul tulin koju ning rääkisin ka Takiga ning tema kiitis heaks minu mõtet edasi Eestisse jääda . Sest põgenemine ei ole mingi lahendus . :) Probleemid ei kao kuhugile, vaid lahkudes ma lihtsalt lükkaksin nendega tegelemist JÄLLE edasi .

Õhtul tulid Tanel ja Hando meile ning tahtsin ka neile rääkida oma otsusest, kuid millegi pärast olin terve õhtu vait ja ei lausunud sõnagi oma meelemuutuse kohta .

Kuni kolmapäevani käisin töölgi ringi kapuutsiga . Ei julgenud/tahtnud eriti kellelegi (kes mu sünnipäevapeol polnud) näidata, et nüüd minul teine soeng . Samas ka vist natuke kartsin äkki . Kolmapäeval näitasin esimesele inimesele ja reaktsioon oli täitsa lahe . Järgmisel päeval juba käisin natuke rohkem kapuutsita ringi ning reedel juba terve päeva ilma kapuutsita . Vaikselt avasin end jälle, ei peitnud end . :)

Naljakas on mõelda, et kuidas ma muutunud olen . Mäletan, et aastaid tagasi jalutasin kellegagi mööda linna (Rometiga vist) ja mul olid JUST juuksed üli blondiks värvitud ja ma käisin ringi täiesti vabalt, kapuutsita . Üks tüüp isegi vaatas meile järgi . :D Hetkel ma enam nii julge ei ole... :$ Aga küll see aeg tuleb jälle .! ;)

Reedel (7.10) oli töö juures täitsa tavaline päev . Tulid uued kandideerijad, kellega tehti vestlusi ning veidike enne mu lahkumist läksin ja uurisin igaks juhuks, et kas nad ikka võtavad mu tagasi .

Vastuseks sain selle, et nad veel vaatavad .!!! Teisipäeval saan vastuse teada ...

Öeldi, et neil on väga palju põhjuseid miks mind võtta: kogemus, kõik tunnevad mind, oskus... Aga põhjus, mis paneb kahtlema on see, et ma pole piisavalt karm, et ma ei oska ennast piisavalt hästi kehtestada...

No jah siis... Eriti lahe on see, kui teisipäeval helistatakse ja öeldakse, et tule ikka tagasi ja siis lähen sinna, teades, et ainuke põhjus, miks ma tagasi sain, oli selles, et kandidaadid olid sitad . I'm not wanted, I'm just needed...

But a thought... Should I even care .?

Aga veel hullem on siis, kui nad helistavad mulle teisipäeval ja ütlevad, et „Sorry, jääb ära .!“ What am I going to do then .?

Laupäeval (8.09) tuli Tanel meile . Villu ja Takiga istusid nad minu toas ning mina istusin köögis ja vaatasin oma sarju . Ma ei üritanud neid inimesi vältida, nad polnud seda millegagi ära teeninud . Istusin üksi omaette, 'because I was avoiding temptation .! xD

Aga omaette istumisel olid omad eelised . Sain eelmise blogi sissekande valmis, vaatasin ära oma sarjad ning nutsin silmad peast vaadates multikat „How to train your dragon“ .

Pühapäeval (9.10) oli Allani kord filmi näidata . Tema näitas meile filmi, mida ise näinudki polnud . Oli vaid kuulnud mingi kriitiku positiivseid sõnu selle filmi kohta saatest „Terevisioon“ . Filmiks oli „Dead Poets Society“ . Ma ei tea, kuidas teistega, aga mina jäin filmiga väga rahule . :)

Peale filmi pidin Mr L'i käest küsima ühte asja ning kõik naersid mu üle, kui ma seda küsisin, sest oli silmnähtavalt näha, et ma ei taha temaga rääkida ja ma kokutasin ning Taneli sõnul ei vaadanud talle otsagi ja kehakeel oli kah selline awkward, et olin otsinud kuidagi istumiskohta ja libisenud diivani peale vms . :D

Pidin küsima ta käest, et kas tohime (olin Tanelile enne rääkinud sama asja ja suht sundinud ta sinna jääma, sest ma üksinda ei tahtnud jääda sinna kohe kindlasti) jääda kauemaks, sest kohe kohe oli algamas Kanal2st üks telesaade, milles osales mu sõbranna Raili . Olin Railile lubanud, et vaatan seda, kuid ma poleks eluski jõudnud õigeks ajaks koju, et seda ise vaadata . Mr L loomulikult lubas ning oli täitsa mõnus istuda seal ning kritiseerida Eesti mehi ja naisi .! xD

Taneliga minu poole liikudes oli meil väike diskussioon Mr L'ist .

Mina rääkisin, et Mr L'il on varsti sünnipäev tulemas ja KUI ta peaks saatma mulle kutse, siis mina kohe kindlasti kohale ei lähe . Tanel ei saanud aru, et miks ma nii teen, et miks ma ei võiks olla lihtsalt viisakas ja lihtsalt teha nägu, et kõik on korras . Mina vastasin selle peale, et Mr L käitus VÄGA valesti minu sünnipäevale mitte ilmudes ja siis saadab sõnumi KAKS TUNDI hiljem .! :S Ja hiljem mingit vabandust vms ei tulnud, et kohe näha, et he dosen't care .! Taneli vastuväide sellele oli siis, et näha ju on, et tüüp ise ei tea ka, et ta midagi valesti tegi . Või siis on ta väga hea näitleja . Et kui mul on mingi kala temaga, siis kas on ikka õige lihtsalt teda vihata, ilma talle ütlemata, et ta ikkagi midagi valesti tegi .? Mina jälle mõtlen seda, et ma ei saa talle otsagi vaadata, ilma et süda kiiremini tuksuma ei hakkaks . Et lihtsam on ta ära unustada ja edasi liikuda ja seepärast pole nagu erilist mõtet hakata talle midagi seletama või temaga üldse suhtlema... On ju lihtsam unustada inimest, kellega sa ei suhtle .!

Mr L'i situatsioon pole ju sama mis E'ga oli . Mr L'iga pole mul mingeid lahtiseid otsi, mingeid vastamata küsimusi . Ma tean, mis juhtus ja ma tean miks juhtus...

Võib-olla on Takil õigus .? Et peaks kasutama seda "Eat Pray Love" filmis räägitud võtet, et iga kord, kui leian end mõtlemast Mr L'ile, siis lihtsalt jään korraks seisma . Saadan mõttes talle palju positiivset energiat, soovin head ning mõtlen millestki muust . Sest lõppkokkuvõttes ei taha ma ju inimesele midagi halba . Tahan, et tal ikka hästi läheks, et temagi leiaks oma õnne, sest ta ikkagi on väga hea ja lahe inimene .

Lihtsalt see, kes ta õnnelikuks teeb, ei ole mina . Seda aga pole endale kerge tunnistada, veelgi vähem seda näha .! Aga äkki ma siis peakski nii tegema .? Send him all the Love and just think of something else .?

Esmaspäeval (10.10) helistas töökaaslane ja küsis, et kas ma saaksin olla järgmise päeva õhtul tema eest . Vastasin talle, et mulle pole veel helistatud ja öeldud, et kas tahavad mind üldse tagasi . Et las ta räägib uue Superviisoriga ja et too siis helistab mulle ja ütleb, mis siis saab .

13. minuti pärast heliseski telefon ning Superviisor ütles, et nad ikka tahavad mind tagasi . :) AGA .! :D Kuna minu äraminek läks (minu tahtmata ehk siis töökaaslaste poolt, kes tahtsid mind nö „korralikult“ ära saata) nii suure kella alla, siis ma pean neile pizza välja tegema . Oh god, kuidas ma vihkan, et pean end panema tähelepanu keskpunkti ja mingi sõna võtma, aga noh . Ise ma selle endale kaela tõmbasin, nii et I gotta suck it up . :D Vähemalt on olemas töökoht .! (Y)

Tahaks veel rääkida paarist asjast eraldi:

Äraminekust:

Et ma tahan ära minna Eestist, seda ma olen teadnud juba AMMU . Ja siis mõned kuud tagasi tuligi idee, et läheks ära . Ja seal ka kõik mõtlemine lõppes . Ma ei hakanud midagi parandama, ma ei hakanud midagi otsima, ma lihtsalt leidin inimese, kelle juurde minna ja mõtlesin, et küll kõik ülejäänu leian, kui kohale jõuan . Aga see pole ju õige .! See pole „täiskasvanulik“ mõtlemine . Et lihtsalt jätan kõik siin nii, kuis on ja lihtsalt lähen... Et lihtsalt kõik see, mis ma olen aastatega õppinud/leidnud, et lihtsalt sõna otseses mõttes viskan selle ära ja lähen... Mkmm .! Nii ei ole õige .! Ütleme nii, et mõistus tuli koju .! :D

Praegune ülesanne/eesmärk on siis hakata vaikselt kuidagi lahendama võlgade asju ning parandame suhteid sõpradega .

Ega ma eriti kurb ka ei ole, sest Itaalia pole kunagi olnud minu unistuseks . :) Ameerika aga ei kao mu peast kunagi .! ;)

Ma ei taha, et keegi arvaks, et ma ei läinud, kuna ma lõin araks . Julgust on mul piisavalt, et võtta ette selline julge hüpe . Lihtsalt vale ajastus on praegu . Valed põhjused . Lahkuda tuleb siis, kui kõik on korras . I think I didn't want to move forward, I just wanted to move on...

Sõpradest:

Kui otsustasin ära minna, siis mingil määral seesmiselt lasin ka sõpradest lahti . Sest ma teadsin, et kui ma lahkun, siis ma ei ole ÜLDSE hea pikamasuhete pidaja . Ma ei viitsi käia msn'is/skpes nii tihti, et saaks koguaeg nendega suhelda . Ma pigem eelistan näost näkku suhtlust . See on poole parem .

Nüüd aga peale seda, kui nö „mõistus tuli koju“ pean hakkama pingutama selle nimel, et saaks tagasi selle, mis oli . Samal kujul ei saa seda kunagi, aga äkki, kui sõbrad näevad, et ma pingutan, siis lähevad asjad veelgi paremaks .? I think it's worth a shot . :) No... I think THEY are worth the shot .! ;)

Täna aga ei suutnud ma valida kolme laheda laulu vahel, seega lisan nad kõik siia:

Aqua – Playmate to Jesus [ERITI meeldib mulle teise salmi algus: „Forgive me .! Please forgive the things I've done .!“ sest on ikka päris palju asju, mille pärast on mul piinlik ja mille eest PEAKS vabandust paluma, aga lihtsalt ei julge...]

Alanis Morissette - Underneath [Ehk siis laul sellest, et kui tahad midagi muuta, siis alusta iseendast .!]

Adele - Someone Like You [Never mind, I'll find someone like You . I wish nothing but the best for You too . Don't forget me, I beg . I remember you said, "Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead" .!]