dear ____,

i’m not sure what i should write right now. it feels so distant. the only thing, which is constant is the happiness. relative happiness. it goes with me wherever i move. it doesn’t stay behind, it keeps walking right above as if it’s trying to protect me from something. from going back where i was before. but i don’t know where it is. it seems to be so far away yet so familiar. happiness is hard to capture, hard to explain. hard to put down on paper. i don’t know what to do with it but smile. smile smile smile everywhere i go. maybe that’s the beauty of it. i used to aware of wrong things. in a café or sometimes..

the past few days (it actually all began on saturday two weeks ago) have been refreshing. i can’t think of a different word because it just doesn’t fit. i’ve been having trouble with words lately anyway. i just don’t know how to put some things on paper because they feel so personal but they are not. it’s a strange delusion of being special to someone. that’s how i feel. special to someone even though i have no logical or realistic reason to feel like that. the feeling is there it doesn’t want to go away. i wake up feeling special, i go to sleep feeling special. where are you coming from? does it have to have a source? maybe it’s just music, maybe it’s just all the gin tonics i’ve had. maybe it’s nothing. Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone..

i don’t know. i’m not sure what to say. i’m going home tomorrow. invitations for coffee will be greatly appreciated. (but possibly refused or postponed)

thank you, stevie wonder.

i would just like to shut the fuck up now. and do some work. and study. and read. finish reading anna karenina. i kept writing all evening and seems like i will be stuck here until late night. because i want.

don’t feel like sleeping, don’t feel like talking.

it’s no mistery.

placebo is back in my ipod. it’s been a while. good night.

hi.

here we go. this time i decided to share my favorite t-shirts websites with you.

+ insound.com

+ theryde.com

+ threadless.com (of course)

+ ilovewaterloo.com

+ vintage tshirts blog

go and buy yourself a t-shirt for the last days of summer!

enjoy.

čas osamělých tradic. možná proto pro mě září tolik znamená. ale zdá se mi, že je to přehnané, ale dnes večer mě nic jiného nenapadá. mohla bych napsat přesně to co minulý rok. konec semestru se blíží. dneska jsem uzavřela dva ze tří assessments. zbývá ještě jen prezentace. nezměnila jsem se. na kmotra se dívám pořád, škola mi přijde pořád stejná, ale tenhle rok už radši nic neříkám. vzdala jsem to. ale stejně. přesně za dva týdny letím do evropy. máma odletěla včera, večer před tím jsme si užívaly baileys cheesecake from the handsome cook. a samozřejmě nějaký ten gin tonic. celé léto nepiju nic jiného. naposledy jsem margaritu nebo víno pila někdy v červnu nebo květnu. hi, i’m sara and i’m a passive obsessive addict. hi, sara.

Most of my friends have been boys, and I see how they are with their girlfriends and I think, I couldn’t do that.

v tichosti si píšu svá slova. bohužel už to nezní jako když mi bylo pět.

mám charitativní den. utratila jsem 80 HKD za obyčejné čokoládové sušenky. napadlo mě totiž, že osmi lidem koupím jednu cookie. jen tak z prdele. vsadili se totiž, že to neudělám. sometimes i’m just nicer than you. ráno jsem opět viděla červený balón. alespoň jednou týdně se stane, že vidím, červený balón vznášející se od někud z parku. mám podezření, že se jedná o rehab nebo nějaké podobné centrum plné lidí vysílající svá přání s červenými balónky. skoro každý den na ně vyhlížím z okna. podobné věci mě dokaží povzbudit na celý den.

kazím si potěšení z páté série house tím, že sleduji trailery a videa pořád dokola. zašla jsem až tak daleko, že mám ve čtečce deset různých blogů na téma dr. house. to, že každý z nich publikuje každý den naprosto identický obsah je mi celkem jedno. opět se dívám na čtvrtou sezónu ačkoliv to není tak dávno co jsem to viděla poprvé.

láska k chemii však naprosto zmizela.

i decided to re-post the 12 things that define me, since i had lost my old entry as my original database of posts was deleted by mistake couple of weeks ago.

1. What is your first name? sara
2. What is your favorite food? spaghetti
3. What university would you like to go to? new york film academy
4. What is your favorite color? black
5. Who is your celebrity crush? ryan donowho
6. Favorite drink? sangria
7. Dream vacation? santorini, greece
8. Favorite dessert? tiramisu
9. What you want to be when you grow up? writer/travel writer/film maker/translator/journalist
10. What do you love most in life? music
11. One Word to describes you. silent
12. Your nickname. bee

i’ve got nothing else to share with you.

It’s estimated that at any time around 0.7% of the world’s population is drunk. – unnecessary knowledge.

2:30 am. djoković has lost to federer. i have never been more pissed about a tennis match. what the hell? i’m glad i actually didn’t get a chance to watch it. last night i didn’t finish watching the godfather, because i have already seen so many times. but i’m thinking about finishing it tonight. i can’t sleep. no.

i’ve been browsing around internet for about two hours now, trying to find something to make me tired and fall asleep.

i just keep finding some stupid facts-shit websites that sadly enternain me more than enough. isn’t it just interesting to know that 40% of american population irons their clothes while wearing their underwear or being completely naked?

it’s even worse than that music quiz book i pulled out of my bookself couple of weeks ago.

i think it’s time to go to bed. definitely.