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Closing the year

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Before I go right ahead to making New Year’s resolutions, I want to take some time to review my 2015 and be grateful for the wonderful year I leave behind, because it’s been phenomenal and I’ve grown so much since last year.

I travelled. I’ve been both in Belgium and Holland for the first time in my life. I’ve seen so many things, I’ve taken pictures and I’ve made memories. Above all, I got to see them all with my soulmate, my best friend in the world and that tops it all.

I finished high school. I aced my final exams and got into the college I wanted. It was hard work, no doubt, but it was worth it. I had a prom to die for, I was dressed in a dress made of dreams and got one night as a princess. I even rode a limo to prom! With friends I’ve known since I was 4 years old! These last weeks of high school were probably the most precious weeks of my life so far. I’ve learned friendship and goodbyes and happiness. We laughed through our years of school and we laughed now, even if deep inside we were already missing these moments.

I got a summer job. And not just summer job. I got the one I’ve been dreaming of since I was 15, working for three weeks in southern France. It’s been the most enjoyable experience I could ever wish for. I met some of the most amazing people, whom I could never forget, I’ve spend nights on the beach admiring a star crossed sky and listening to waves mixed with laughs. I finally understood that I can be a teacher and more than this, I understood that I would be a good one. I have some unbelievable memories, the kinds I always thought would only ever appear in movies. And! I finally got to practice my French!

I’ve been on a trip with my best friends in Greece. We’ve seen sunsets and sunrises, we’ve danced until our feet were sore and we’ve laughed until our stomachs hurt. We’ve had a taste of the sweet, sweet life and indeed, you can never have too much of a good thing.

I lost and got a dog. I lost my first dog and it broke me. My little Margo died along with all my dreams of taking her on road trips, of introducing her, some day, to my kids, of loving her for more than a decade. It’s been tough and  dark period, but the universe has a tendency to pay back sorrow. Although Margo will never be replaced ( and she’s found her place in my heart and on my hand, in the form of my first tattoo ), neither will Foxy, a little pup that was send to me completely by accident, my little angel that managed to glue my heart back together.

Now, at the end of the year, I’ve been a little down, so this is me getting back on track, choosing happiness over misery. I knew that reviewing my year would definitely help, because we always tend to forget how lucky we are. We tend to let sadness and anger creep into our lives and it’s such a shame. Yes, I’ve lost a few things along the way and for a while, I let them drag be back. My dog, a friendship that turned into an acquaintance, a hope for something more. But, balancing things, it definitely turns out that I’m one lucky girl. So this is me being cheerful again. Being optimistic again. Being kind again. This is me being me again.

Did you miss me?

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It’s been a while. I gave up on the idea of a blog a while ago and I keep turning back to it. For some reason.
I haven’t really been busy. Well, summer was full, taking over my life with its waves and happiness. Cutting the story short, I was in France, I met the French, fell in love with the French ( How could one not?).
I travelled through Europe, went at gigs, had fun and met Mika!

But since summer only lasts three months I am back to my ironic self dealing with homework, not such a dramatic highschool life, the future and a big, noisy family.
And the big question….
I say lets bring back them Cooking Tuesdays.

Love, M.

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Lazy days. Sleepy nights

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Aaah. Summer has totally kicked in and I finally surrender to its power. The wind brings hot breezes, the tables in the coffee houses are full with cold frappes, the only weapon we still have. I can only escape the house in the evenings, when I’m not completely melting away. Right now I am sitting at this utterly amazing italian restaurant and it feels like holiday. The sun had gone to sleep and the people crept out of their cribs. Everyone’s chattering around, looking on a device or enjoying the jazz music in the background. A young kid is selling red roses for the ladies and the smell is heavenly. The streets are completely crowded, leaving almost no space to the youngsters that have finally abandoned their virtual life for the city. Now, back at my sweet decaf frappe…

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Here comes the sun

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Summer’s here, for over a month now. My mother hates the laziness that took over me these pasts few days. I guess the heat just slows me down completely.

Isn’t time a curious thing? There’s always too much or too less of it. Isn’t it mind blowing how an hour can pass by like a second or sometimes like days?

Someone once said : “Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep
it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.”
  I’ve come to my own conclusion. That time here to remind us, that we are finite, no matter how grand we feel. Every second, however small it may seem, matters. It sounds very cliche-ic but I find it important that we cherish every single moment.

Time is curious, and weird and mostly impossible to understand. But we are the ones that rule it and we must take advantage of that. Otherwise, if we can’t control it, it’s overwhelming.

And here, I’ve wasted other 20 minutes, still on the internet. Still doing absolutely nothing productive. Still sitting down, listening to some previously made playlist, writing about something so well known by everyone.Image