my day

I wonder if I could give full report on things i do during the day per minutes, per hours.
Bridget Jones diary is something like that, but the best part is that it is funny for other people to read. I want people who read my blog to see as funny and interesting. People in general like to know about personal things in peoples lifes. Just a thought of reading somebody's diary.. sounds well exciting! :) It would be something like this, I suppose..

Last night went to bed at 23.45. managed to text apology txt to my Man, as I took fruit salad from him, and i ate them at lunch. In the end it seems he was just kidding, just told the truth straight in my eyes. Gosh I hate that.
6.50 alarm
7.19 toast with melted cheese
gathered gym clothes from all around, put on my clothes. Jeans and my hippy style blouse.. I wonder if Kids in youth group will not think that am old fashioned wearing that kind of blouse.
7.50 left to work
8.01 punch in at work
11.10 banana time
11.17 maybe coffee time? maybe i should call him? maybe i should finish this bank account?
12.12 totally starving, am having dried plums. not enough though. texted Him about how I starve. checked the drawers for some food, YES!!! a chocolate candy..
12.40 at last, coffee mocha instant. good :) am happy

major concern

Why It Hurts So Much When Somebody Says The Truth Straight Away About Me?

Maybe i should take it as a complain about me, I should learn from it, i should apologize and i should do something to take this complain away. I know I probably done it in my innocent selfishness not realizing that it might hurt or be wrong, but when it is pictured straight in my eyes, I can't stand it, i wanna quit, cry and feel very sorry for myself.

no music

the sounds that make my day are - telephone ringing, neverstoping talking, chatting in differenet tones, volumes, high heel clattering, sometimes frappe maker makes zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzz sound.

Yeah, part of day I spend in office.

I don' t mind the view, alot of sky and roofs and vast and somewhere down there little people are moving around in different directions.

Thsi morning I met clients.. One big and huge Swedish guy and other one was Iranian, but has made him swedish as well. I mean he has the passport like Swedes have not the look.

The Bonus of the day.. I make my Boss happy and also person who wrote very complain full email. Sometimes I have to do things and you just have to foreget about any excuses for delays.

about me..

I scored 40 on Dr. Phil's personality test
Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful and practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over it if that trust is ever broken.

Here should follow latest fun video links:

stay childish

..Sometimes God breaks our spirit to save our soul...

...Sometimes He breaks our heart to makes us whole...

...Sometimes He sends us pain so we can be stronger...

...Sometimes He sends us failure so we can be humble...

...Sometimes He sends us illness so we can take better care of ourselves...

...Sometimes He takes 'everything' away from us so we can learn to value of 'everything' we have...

Lord Save Me From Myself - Jon Foreman

My mind is dull and faded
From these years of buy and sell
My eyes have seen the glory
Of this hollow modern shell

And sex is a grand production
But I'm bored with that as well
Ah, Lord save me from myself

Electric sun keep shining
Ripen daughters of the chrome
This world is where I breathe
Let it never be called home

Where the vultures make the money
Is where our bodies fell
Ah, Lord save me from myself!

better day, better me

No, this is not a post about the better day, this is about the bad day.
There happened several tragedies to my ego on this day.
I saw that my selfishness sometimes is so obvious that it hurts not even people around me, but even my own heart gets broken.
Another problem arises when my heart is broken and hurts, i still stay selfish by adding self-pity to all emotional tragedy.
Further on cold, cynical, sarcastic reminders/notes with the tone that hurts is like a murder. I can't stand that, i just don't think i deserve something like that. Am too good to be the way I am and am not the one should grow up and change. Right answer - I am.

anyway, am all over it. Am glad i could see all that in me and other people, and glad i could survive. and am thankful to my God, creator of me and myself, and my friends, that love me and appreciates me seeing my mistakes and learning from them.
Tip: Just make an experiment. When you have casual conversations with your beloved and try to count statements or words that include I, ME, Myself.. amazing :)

Wonderful feeling to live in Wonderful Life.. :)

another year around

another New year here in Cyprus. It's my third. All seems so common, nothing is surprising, just that am still around and am going through my life with different emotional stages, situations, meeting still new people i had no clue that they exist in this world and that even for a day, the person can make my day so great!

Today, i went for the trip to Troodos mountains to enjoy the snow. Yes, snow in Cyprus. Its beautiful. I felt so homesick. I did all the crazy things you can do in snow - roll down from the hill, slide down the hill, helter-skelter down the hill, make angels, do all things to get wet and just enjoy the white stuff!

On the way back, we stopped by in village Kakopetria for a coffee or something warm. I was totally wet. but it was ok to have coffee and waffle. I got introduced to Mid-east traditional board game Backgammon.

And just to remind myself of what is coming - monday...one of the worst days in week, but i usually survive, so its not the end of the world. Madara is going for training, so for two days i have no assistant.. Hardcore!

Questions of the day:
How to not to judge Person too early and not to base the judgments on facts, statistics?

Why the curiosity killed the cat?