busy, busy, busy…

24 May

I haven’t written in a while because we found an apartment and now we’re in the middle of moving out. It’s soo…I don’t even know the word πŸ˜€ Something between frustrating and exciting xax frustciting, maybe? xax Anyway! Our new apartment is the bomb! It’s so girly and new πŸ˜› I just love it! It’s perfect for the four of us. The living room is painted in peach as well as the hallway and the bathroom. My room is pink-ish and my sister’s is purple. So cute! So, my excitement overwhelmed me and apart from packing stuff , I’ve been in a really creative mood this past few days. During the day I”m doing all sorts of crazy things involving the move but after dinner time I’ve been drawing a lot. I already finished two paintings that will go in my room. I love them. And I did one for my sister’s room. She’s a singer so I did a girl with a violin πŸ™‚ looks amazing but I finished it literally 5 min ago, so i don’t have it photographed yet πŸ™‚ Here are the two for my bedroom. Tomorrow I’ll update with the newest one for the other room πŸ˜› Hope you like them πŸ˜›


Anti-cat brokers

18 May

We’ve been looking for apartments these few days and I have to say, some really nice options were available. We told the brokers that we have a cat, so that would be our biggest requirement. Our cat is a persian, very beautiful, calm and lazy. He doesn’t have any bad habits – never pees anywhere but his toilet, doesn’t scratch the furniture, doesn’t bother you unless you want to be bothered…you know, a perfectly harmless cat. We told the brokers, however, to ask the owners of the apartments if they mind, because this is the right thing to do, right? I mean, omitting to tell them wouldn’t be fair, ort at least this is what I thought. So, the brokers said they’ll ask but they don’t think there will be any problem, so we were left with the impression that we have like 5 or 6 good options. Yesterday, however, completely out of the blue, all the brokers started calling, saying that the owners do mind the cat and it’s not gonna happen. We even were told by one of them “Well, can’t you just give the cat to someone? Like your mom, for example?” and I said “Well, first of all, my mom lives abroad and second she already has a cat.” Then she said “Well, send it to her! She’ll have two :)” And she started giggling as if that was the perfect idea anyone could’ve come up with. And while I was changing a number of face-colors I said “Listen, lady! This is not a postcard that you can just send 5000 km away! This is a freaking cat! First can you imagine what the poor animal will go through, and second do you actually think that I want to give up my cat just like that? Now, the cat and us…we’re a package deal, so if you’re not interested just say so and we’re leaving!” She was a total bitch (pardon my french)! And all this coming from a person who’s been looking after a cat for the past 18 years?! I don’t get it? Maybe I should have asked HER if she could give up her cat that easily… Anyway, basically, my sis and I are still looking for a flat. We’re supposed to see couple of apartment today. I hope something good comes up. Keep your fingers crossed, people!

Oh, here’s a photo of my cutie-pie πŸ™‚ See…he’s not gonna be any problem, but try explaining that to those people…

All the right friends in all the right places

13 May

“They got all the right friends in all the right places…yeah, we’re going down.

They got all the right moves and all the right faces…yeah, we’re going down.”

~One Republic~

Sometimes I think that in order to succeed you have to know the right people, you know. It’s like, some people get easier through life just because someone is pushing them, I mean someone important. They have their neat connections and it helps them move up the ladder. It’s unfair, really, because others are busting their ass off just to make something of their life and then there is that guy/girl who made it before you, but didn’t make it on his/her own. He/She had connections. It sucks! I don’t know why I’m saying this…Β I guess it’s because of the song axaxax at least this is the way I get the lyrics. Anyway, i hope there is a chance for those of us willing to work our ass off Β to make it BIG! πŸ™‚ I’m not giving up on that idea πŸ˜›

I’m a sucker for adventures…

12 May

Ever since I was in 8th grade I knew that Bulgaria is too small for me. Don’t get me wrong, I like my country, but I feel I have no future here. So… I graduate from the university and then what? Find myself a job good enough to meet the ends? I don’t think so! I need more than that. First of all, I’ve always wanted to travel the world, see many places, meet new people, explore new cultures and all that. Second, I have this obsession with English culture, english language in particular and I am being completely serious here. Whenever I hear a native speaker I run immediately in that direction xaxx πŸ˜€ I used to hate british accent, though. I guess it just sounded too posh for my taste, but that changed. Don’t ask me when ’cause I don’t know, either πŸ™‚ So, part of my master plan is studying in the UK. I’d like to take my master’s degree there and then move to the States. The thing is, I want to see what life is all about both in England and in America. I’ve never been to the States and I hope I like it because I’ve been plotting it in my head for years and years. Imagine my disappointment if it doesn’t live up to my expectations. I seriously doubt it, though πŸ™‚ Of course I’m going to love it!

People usually say that I’m way too naive and, to be honest, Β I understand why. I mean, I am so easy to like something, someone or some place that people probably get confused. Hell, I get confused, myself!!! I guess I’m just easy to be influenced. xaxa I’ll give you an example… You know how directors can make everything in a movie or series seem so appealing? Well, I always buy it! When I was watching Grey’s anatomy I wanted to change my profession and become a doctor. When I was watching Heroes I wanted to develop some kind of ability. Hell, I was watching Prison Break and next thing I know being a convict sounded ridiculously cool and adventurous. Seriously, there’s gotta be something wrong with me! Oh, same thing with places. When I was on vacation in Italy I wanted to stay there forever and experience some of that italian flava’ πŸ˜€ Same thing happened when I was in Spain, France, even Dubai. The good thing is that I know why this happens. You see, I think I’m overly ambitious. Yeap, that’s it! I want to be in so many places, do so many things, be so many people at once, which is impossible, but I like the adventure, you know. Sometimes I fall into a depression because I fear the whole time in the world wouldn’t be enough for all the things I want to achieve and try. Then again, most of the times I just try not to think about it and have fun. The rest will come!

I’m a teacher :)

11 May

I’m sitting in the classroom and figured I can let you know something interesting about me πŸ™‚ I am 21 years old and I’m a teacher. xaxa Most people find it weird that I am so young and yet I teach but there’s nothing weird about it, really. I never wanted to be one in the first place, I mean, not that i mind or anything, but this was never a goal for me. It just happened. I was looking for a job, but, of course, a job that can easily fit in my busy schedule as a full-time college student. So, my ex teacher in art πŸ˜€ who happens to be my mom’s best friend and who used to leave on the top floor decided to speak with the headmistress of the school where she works in. Did i mention that I graduated from that same school? So, before I knew it I was hired πŸ™‚ There wasn’t even a proper interview but rather just letting me know exactly what position I would be taking. I was surprised they took me so easily but at the same time, not so surprised. I mean, they know what I was like and that I was a really good student and they were the people who taught me everything so…I guess it was normal. So, the first year I started teaching english to preschoolers. They were so cute and so much fun. I used to spend a lot of time with them. This year, however, I teach information tech to the 2,3,4 and 9 graders. The 9 graders are something, I’m telling you. They’re always hitting on me, asking for my number, Facebook and whatnot but I’m used to it by now. πŸ˜€ They also flunk school a lot, which is why I have the time to write about this right now because otherwise now I was supposed to have a class with them. Anyway, this job has been a great experience and the perfect job for a full-time student because I don’t work full-time but rather just have a couple of classes a week and that’s it. But I think this will be my last year because next year I have to find myself a job that’s in my field of expertise and that is graphic design (I study Multimedia, graphics and animation at the university) So, that’s it for now. I have a bag full of funny stories of my time as a teacher and I’m going to share some of them with you, but not now. I have to work. Now i have a class with the pre-schoolers. πŸ™‚

This is a picture taken last year with them πŸ™‚ So cute, aren’t they?

Chapter 3

11 May

I honestly thought there’s going to be more chapters but it turns out that i can fit everything in just 3. I guess there are 3 things that influenced my life a lot – mom leaving, Bobby and what I’m going to tell you about now. They’re all turning points in my life. About a year ago my mom and my dad got divorced which was something completely normal, all things considered. I mean, having a long-distance relationship is not for everyone and that is what they were having. He lives here, in Sofia, she lives in Dubai and things were just not working out, so they split up. Naturally, my mom wants to have her own place so that when she comes back from Dubai for a vacation she would have a place to stay. Rally and I, on the other hand, want to move out and live on our own. Mom will be helping with the rent, of course, because we’re still studying (I’m 3rd year in the university but about that later), so we can’t have a full-time job and pay our own bills. We’re planning on living with two more friends, so it would be Rally, Geri, Vanya and me. πŸ™‚ Sounds like a lot of fun, doesn’t it? We’re still searching for a place, so keep your fingers crossed.

The problem with the whole moving out thing is how Maria and my dad are taking it. They’re acting as if we’re kicking them out which is completely not true. I mean, is it so hard to understand that we were supposed to have left home a long time ago. It’s only natural that after a certain age, kids want to be separated from their parents. Not to mention that we’re totally different generations and we have completely different lifestyles. For example, we are young and we want to have our friends sleeping over, we want to have a party every now and then, we want to have at least 4 girlfriends at our house every day etc. Whereas, my father is past all that and he now wants a simple and quiet life. He likes all of our friends and they like him, but sometimes I can see that he needs some peace and quiet and he’s tired of always having so many people around. So, we had a conversation about us moving out about 2 weeks ago and it wasn’t my favorite topic to be honest. He is definitely hurt that we’re leaving but I think he started dealing with it. And he has to, because at the end of the day, it’s nothing personal with him. This is the way it’s supposed to be, isn’t it?

Chapter 2

10 May

So… about Bobby! We were together for a whole lot of 7 years until about a year ago when we broke up. The story here is soo, soo long you probably wouldn’t want to hear it, so I’ll try to keep it brief.

We met when I was 13 or 14 years old. Well, we met officially when I was 14 years old, but in fact we knew each other for ever because we used to live in the same neighborhood. He was my first real love, first serious relationship…a lot of firsts there. We really loved each other and I honestly thought that we’re going to get married one day. Well, at least this is how I thought at first. He meant a lot to me not just because I loved him a lot, but also because he was like my own personal saviour. I used to run away from all my problems when I was with him. He was the reason I started taking the whole mom-is-away thing a lot more easily and it was always him and her. When I was in Bulgaria, I was happy to be with him, when I was in Dubai I was happy to be with her and either way there was always someone to come home to. I don’t mean to make it sound like my other family members or my friends weren’t a part of the reason why every time I came back, it’s just that Bobby and mom were on top of the list for me.

We had a good time together, I must say, although if you ask most of the people around me they would say different things. But it was me and him who knew how it really was. I used to hear a lot of those: “You are so young! Why you throw your best years away just to spend them with one guy. This is not the moment for serious relationships, it’s the moment for having fun, living your life…” and so on and so forth. I knew that it wasn’t the best time for serious relationships but what was I supposed to do? Break up with him just because it wasn’t the right time? So, we stayed together for 7 years. You’re probably wondering why we broke up if everything was so perfect and rosy… Well, because it wasn’t! I was really naive back then. That is, until I found out that he cheated on me. I was in Dubai when I found out, and that was the second worst time in my life. Even though I couldn’t even look at him for a while, because you know I had such naive plans for us that he literally shattered to pieces with just one mistake, I still wasn’t ready to leave him. Have you ever felt that? Knowing that leaving someone is the single most right thing to do, but you’re just not ready. Well, I knew that for myself so we stayed together for 2 more years. I though I was past the whole situation until the moment when I realized I wasn’t. I knew I had to just give it time and the moment will present itself, and then I would know I’m ready. And there it was. My best friend’s mom had just passed away and it was a really sad time. We were with her all the time and naturally that meant we weren’t in our best mood. So, one night I was feeling so down that all I wanted was to see him, just lie there in his arms for a while and take my mind off everything. Instead, he picked a fight with his mom and because he wasn’t right I started defending her so he started picking on me as well and after the first 5 minutes I just couldn’t take it anymore so I just up and left! And that was it! The fight wasn’t the reason why i broke up with him, it was just the spark that set the fire. After we broke up I realized that I was never really over the whole cheating situation and that I still held a grudge for it. I also realized that now really isn’t the time for serious relationships and I feel much better now. Of course, i don’t regret a single moments of my time with Bobby, because it was all great in general and i’ve learned a lot from that experience. I’m just happy that we managed to stay really good friends, although his new girlfriend is obviously very jealous of me. Oh well…. πŸ˜€