Thursday.

Really an empty day, pretty sad I'd add.
Got an email from my Mum that showed again how few she knows me, or maybe, she wants to know me. I'm, then, not properly the kind of person that likes repeating things on and on.
Weird but true, I wanted someone to talk with. For a series of events, I didn't find the one I was looking for. Too focused on other to hear me.
Got a link from my Brother about a beautiful song and an UK singer that I didn't know.
This one:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_siYfZDh5w
I'll be Miss Obvious, but when it concerns cancer I feel deeply sad and too involved. Fought two wars against it with two of my cats and "we" lost the both of them. Plus, I saw too many persons I cared about going away due to it.
Unexpectedly to me, cos I don't read news that often, markets went down. That means that my shares went down as well. Same for the stock I'm keeping an eye on and I'm pretty sure it'll raise again, but the price is still too high to me to afford it.
God of the Market, don't disappoint me and make this Friday as usual: everything down so I can buy it ;)
No images. Enjoy the video.

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I remember that I was used to go to IKEA with my ex everytime whe had the chance. I always loved their stores and the most of their products.
When I got the call from them to work in one of their stores in Rome, I felt pretty happy even if it wasn't one of my best periods.
The only thing I regret of that is the way I've been treated: 5 years giving my soul for a poor part-time 20 hours/week's contract that didn't allow me to pay the rent either.
Yesterday I got the 2013 catalogue and today I took the time to glance at it and I felt a bit nostalgic.
I'd really like to visit the Dublin's store if it wasn't so off the beaten track and, not owning a vehicle, a bit impossible to reach.
Of course, I saw few things that I want to buy. When I worked there, I dropped down to buy something after my shift at least once at month.
Today, while I was looking at it, I wasn't at the half either that I felt the uncontrollable urge to tidy up around my house.
Not sure if I'm going to open it again, at this point ¬.¬°

Nice.

After I shoot out my disappointment for the stolen logo, there's no one poster left in the whole Wicklow Town.
BUT.
They still have the paint on the courtyard wall ;)
What people do to save money!

Interactions.

I always made a mistake when I care about someone, they could be best friends, boyfriends or relatives: I put 'em at the centre of my life.
I guess I do that cos I hoped to be special to them as they were to me.
Bad mistake.
Although, it's a lesson that it seems I'm not able to learn.

Off Line.

Really a weird day.
Unusually off from work cos I've been asked to change my shift with another girl that covers me during weekend, I dropped off anyway to give my hours of last week. It looked a nice day, but in Ireland you never know how weather will be.
So it started to rain and thunder and now it looks like a dark winter night.
My neighbor, that is unaware I use their connection, switched off his router again.
Really a pain, given that I come from a country where unlimited internet 24/7 costs 40 euro each 2 months, instead of the limited GBs local rates at the same price per month!
Of course, I can't afford that high price and I incur on the inconvenient of seeing the wifi signal off now and then.
My neighbor outta be retired cos this is the third time this summer that he goes away. There's no respect for the stealers, especially when they have the significant other abroad and Skype is the only way to keep in touch!
I have to find a way to finally meet 'em, being a nice neighbor as well and, with the excuse of watering their plants, switching on the router even when they're away.
Me evil mind.

Disappointed.

I really don't understand if I'm wrong or this Country works in a weird way.
The more I live here, the more I have the feeling people think I'm an idiot.
Probably they'll do it more if they know what's behind.
However, last month (on 16th of July) before leaving work I noticed a poster that adviced a kind of recruitment for musicians and bands to start the season in the pub I works in. Thinking it was a good chance to highlight me or anyway to get the address of the company that printed the poster to send my CV, I showed my interest to the owner and part of the staff.
They gave me their idea, I realized it in few hours with Photoshop and I presented a printed demo the morning after.
Result: they kept my copy, sent the sheet to their typography and stole my logo without asking me any permission or paying me for that.
My fault. I trusted them, hoping they gave me the job and I didn't put on it any copyright's written.
I passed over it and I took it as another lesson learnt on my life, till yesterday when the same guy that proposed me as graphic asked me to give him the original file or to teach him how to do that.
That was enough and I vented out all my disappointing.
That logo has a value of about €600/1300 and I ain't seen a cent, plus now it's all over around Wicklow with their posters taped everywhere and even on a paint on the courtyard's wall.
They want my psd? Good, gimme at least 6 quids. Otherwise, don't piss me off or they'll really have news from my solicitor. In that case, they'll have to pay me more than that.
Fuck sake.

Suggestion of the day.

If you find a man that:
- Fills your empty cup of coffee when you just give an abstracted look at it;
- Always notices when you put on rings, earrings, necklaces or you change your haircut;
- Is able to make you laugh even when you're mad at him;
- You can challenge him on who's better on burping...

Well, take prisoner. You won't find another one like him.

...

Lies,

Alcohol, drinking drinking drinking...

Truth, 

Cigarette, I need to smoke.

Tears, Sadness. I wanna stop crying.

...I need a button to switch off my Brain.

Adaptability

It's really nice how Nutella combine itself with every taste.
Try picking up a couple of digestive bisquits, spread one with it and the other one with peanut butter, unite and enjoy.
Or, same thing but instead of peanut butter, use orange marmalade.
Nope, I'm not pregnant ¬.¬°

70.

Seventy days in a row without neither one off. Ok, I've been doing nothing for 11 months, so I'm regaining the time lost.
I have to tell it to my wrists, my elbows and my back. They don't agree and continue to throw painful signals to my brain.
In the Country I am from is a bit illegal working even 7 days in a row. 
Cinderella is about to be all broken.
Where's the Prince Charming when I need one???

About drinking.

I've been there, so I talk by experience.
Once I said that there's no one time I recall that I got drunk and I've done something I didn't regret the morning after.
Sadly true.
At the time you feel so cool, everything looks like a good idea. You feel powerful.
But at the eyes of who's looking at you, you're just a pathetic figure. A desperate one.
Pretty true.
Alcohol destroys lifes if you drink and drive.
It destroys relationships and friendships when you lose the control of your mouth.
It destroys your same life.
So, if you think of drinking, do yourself the best favour you can: lock yourself into your room, turn off everything and go to sleep.