My roommate is a very good and patient person i would like to be like her sometimes, but this is hard for me because i am not so patient. Yesterday we killed mosquitoes, they were so many , we jumped all the room to catch them, after we talked till both fell asleep, talked about marriage, men and life. First when i met her, i was pieced off by her patience, now i would like to be like her, she is friendly and pleasant, it is easy to live with such a person. Unfortunately i have to live that place soon and we'll not live together anymore.
There are many times when comparing me with other persons i feel guilty, thinking of my behavior i know that i couldn't stand a person like me. I hope i will change, heard somewhere that people change when are in love .
Is it possible that my blog does not interest anyone , Why there are people that seems to be so interesting and sociable, and i not?
]]> I was thinking today, what I would give for living an eternity? What is very important for me right now - I guess I wouldn't give anything. I couldn't support burying and survive all my relatives. But having a possibility to travel in past
- it would be great and interesting. And even better would be to travel from one world to another. To fly in another galaxy and get to know with unusual creatures - it would be amazing! It would bother my peaceful mind.
The whole evening I spent in talks with Marina in the cafe. We discussed the future. I really worry about this. I think in some 100-200 years the Earth will be covered with no trees and inhabitted by no single being except for human. Marina is an optimist, she has another point of view.
]]>That's great! I extremely negatively think about vandals profaning monuments and in general leaving after them signs for memory… But I understand these guys - glasses from Lennon's monument - are a souvenir! In general, if I was responsible for safety of this monument, I would order these glasses wholesale, and changed them in process
of disappearance. But I would not sell them, in no event - let those, who really need such souvenir will show their ingenuity and sharpness and will snipe glasses directly from the monument. I think the number of tourists, wishing to look at the monument would increase greatly…
I've recollected how I saw senior pupils in Cyprus. They gathered in one of expensive hotels in the end of academic year. All girls were in so expensive and beautiful dresses and boys in expensive suits. Probably hairdresses were
made in the best saloons. We were spending our evening at the restaurant of this hotel and the Cyprus hotels employee has told us that all these schoolboys will find work without problems and many of them basically don't
need to work - their parents are rich. Actually there are no poor people in Cyprus, and those who work or have business - are very rich. Why I was not born in Cyprus or in Dubai ?!
Good friends, interesting books and sleeping conscience- all this means a good life! Today a remembered that I was amazed by very lazy salesmen. I suppose that in all countries with very warm climate the salesmen are the same. They have a better and more relaxed life than I have. Only rush:
]]>Dreams have remained dreams? At least me dreams - yes… The Christmas has passed, and I
didn't manage to have a rest. But - it is already possible to dream, where I would like to have a rest in summer… or for next Christmas!
In the next apartment above ours, one boy also long enough tried to learn music. And the guy had absolutely other interests, but in obstinacy he and his mother did not concede. Result: for HALF a year of daily practice scales
he has never played it correctly. Talent!
Eventually my patience gave out, and when the next "practice" above began I switched my music. Rock. Loudly. Very loudly! In couple of weeks concerts above have ended, and the boy relieved of this torment then has met me in
the street and has told "thanks".:)