To contrast my previous post, all I can think about right now (or whenever really) is how much I like for it to be winter again. I like the winter, more than any of the other 3 seasons.
Summer is too hot and sweaty, it's light outside for far too long as well.
Spring is too green and bouncy and, at least over here, too wet.
Autumn is too...brown. And maybe red and orange...also, too wet.
Winter, I love winter and everything about it. Minimal daylight, it's pitch black when I get up out of bed and it's pitch black when I go to sleep. I walk the streets under the soulless dampened lights from above with the cold harsh wind trying to chill my bones. Sitting in the bus to school, all I can see outside is the dark and the concessional light from passing cars.
But, most of all, I love the weather. It rarely rains, which is special for this country.
And some days, maybe 4 or 5 total when we're lucky, we get snow. The coldness, the darkness, it makes me smile. Wintertime makes me happy to bring out the thick coat hanging in the closet and putting it on, tucking my hands deep in my soft pockets, tilting my head down slightly to catch the warm air coming from my collar and just walking.
Walking, anywhere, anytime, just to be outside and enjoying it all. Always in the shadow but also in the bleak sun overhead.
I can't wait for the thermometer to dip below 5 degrees or even 0. That is my time of the year!
28 August 2011
6 August 2011
Summer summer summertime!
It's been a long time since we've had a summer this nice over here, that I can remember. Usually I don't care much for sunshine and hot weather and all that, it makes me sweaty and overheating isn't my favorite sport really. I prefer staying indoors, darkening the window, putting on my fan and enjoying a cool beverage. Or better yet, the day that winter finally arrives.
This year is different for a few reasons. Less things to worry about and more things to enjoy. It's actually kinda nice to take a walk outside just before noon, when it's already nice and warm from the sunshine on my back but not so much that I get tanned or anything.
Tomorrow I'm leaving for my 3rd international journey ever. After Poland and Germany, it's Sweden this time. I'd say I was gonna play tourist and enjoy the country (which I will) but we all know I'm going there to be with my lovely Jo! Finally I'm gonna see her again, it's been too long. It's always too long since the last visit...
We both know an LDR is tough. It's hard work and it taxes you to the limit. What is worse than seeing your loved one every day but not being able to touch her? Hearing her every day but never having her whisper those 3 little words in your ears? Seeing her pick up cups, pens and plates but never being able to have her touch you?
It's murder but knowing that I get to spend 6 days with her this week makes up for all that. It makes our real time together extra special. Every bit of love we feel gets poured into our time together and it is always amazing to have. Soon, very soon, we'll have our cake and eat it too. It's just a while longer to withstand all of the above before we can be together as much as we want.
Holidays...they're almost over too. When I get back it'll be about 2-3 more weeks before school starts again. First with some kind of camp for students. Looking forward to spending 3 days with lots of drunken people I don't know..not really. But it's part of the bonding thing and who knows, it might turn out to be kinda fun.
After that, 2nd year of college and the hard work and long days start again. Good thing I know what I'm doing it all for or I'd get bored again and quit.
Anyways, enough rambling for one post, time to go light the BBQ. Yummy meat and choco-bananas await!
This year is different for a few reasons. Less things to worry about and more things to enjoy. It's actually kinda nice to take a walk outside just before noon, when it's already nice and warm from the sunshine on my back but not so much that I get tanned or anything.
Tomorrow I'm leaving for my 3rd international journey ever. After Poland and Germany, it's Sweden this time. I'd say I was gonna play tourist and enjoy the country (which I will) but we all know I'm going there to be with my lovely Jo! Finally I'm gonna see her again, it's been too long. It's always too long since the last visit...
We both know an LDR is tough. It's hard work and it taxes you to the limit. What is worse than seeing your loved one every day but not being able to touch her? Hearing her every day but never having her whisper those 3 little words in your ears? Seeing her pick up cups, pens and plates but never being able to have her touch you?
It's murder but knowing that I get to spend 6 days with her this week makes up for all that. It makes our real time together extra special. Every bit of love we feel gets poured into our time together and it is always amazing to have. Soon, very soon, we'll have our cake and eat it too. It's just a while longer to withstand all of the above before we can be together as much as we want.
Holidays...they're almost over too. When I get back it'll be about 2-3 more weeks before school starts again. First with some kind of camp for students. Looking forward to spending 3 days with lots of drunken people I don't know..not really. But it's part of the bonding thing and who knows, it might turn out to be kinda fun.
After that, 2nd year of college and the hard work and long days start again. Good thing I know what I'm doing it all for or I'd get bored again and quit.
Anyways, enough rambling for one post, time to go light the BBQ. Yummy meat and choco-bananas await!
2 June 2011
Elitist Jerk vs Devoted Husband
It has recently come to my attention, or rather, hit me in the face like a football shot from a cannon, that I sometimes become more elitist than a Blood Elf on crack. I mean Bloodthistle...
I hadn't really noticed up until a few days ago. No wait, I had noticed but pretended it wasn't me and put it back in the box telling myself I wasn't doing it on purpose. Once in a while, when faced with situations that can potentially make me come across as smart, funny, helpful or knowledgeable, I pop into elitist mode.
Everything I say and do comes out as cocky, I brag about everything and I give advice where it's not needed with a hint of sarcasm and patronizing condescension.
Now let me just start by saying I don't mean to come across as rude, nor do I wish to make anyone feel inferior or dumb. My theory on this, and I've no idea if it's right or just me making excuses again, is that it's because of my environment and upbringing.
See, I'm told that I have to be proud of what I can do and what I know, but not all the time. Only when it is appropriate to mention it, or when it can be of help. I'm not all that good at anything really so when there is something I know I can help out with or provide information on, I jump on it like crazy.
And that's when it usually goes too far.... People don't always want that or appreciate that and on more than one occasion it hurt people's feelings.
I'm not allowed to say sorry for things I didn't intentionally do but...I'm sorry! I get so caught up in my moment of pride, of thinking 'hey! I know something about this, I'd like to let people know I do!' that it all just kinda flies forward at too fast a speed.
Another thing to work on in the never-ending process of building the suitable me. Not that I'm not suitable already, I know at least one person who thinks I'm plenty suitable already and I love her to bits, not in the least for bringing the above flaw to my attention.
Speaking of which, at the time of writing I only have to wait 13 more days to see her again! 13 being my lucky number but not so much this time, wish it was only 1 day or, even better, 1 hour. Doesn't matter though, I'm thrilled she's chosen to come back to me and spend 8 days here so we can enjoy each other again.
And enjoy we will. People who've known me a bit longer will no doubt see that I'm holding back not to put forth profanity and sexual innuendo coupled with graphic imagery that would make Charlie Sheen look like the Pope.
Yes, I'm deeply in love with my Johanna and it's no secret that I love her sharp mind as much as I do her luscious body. Mmmmh...yeah.....*drools*
Right, 13 more days, can't wait!
I hadn't really noticed up until a few days ago. No wait, I had noticed but pretended it wasn't me and put it back in the box telling myself I wasn't doing it on purpose. Once in a while, when faced with situations that can potentially make me come across as smart, funny, helpful or knowledgeable, I pop into elitist mode.
Everything I say and do comes out as cocky, I brag about everything and I give advice where it's not needed with a hint of sarcasm and patronizing condescension.
Now let me just start by saying I don't mean to come across as rude, nor do I wish to make anyone feel inferior or dumb. My theory on this, and I've no idea if it's right or just me making excuses again, is that it's because of my environment and upbringing.
See, I'm told that I have to be proud of what I can do and what I know, but not all the time. Only when it is appropriate to mention it, or when it can be of help. I'm not all that good at anything really so when there is something I know I can help out with or provide information on, I jump on it like crazy.
And that's when it usually goes too far.... People don't always want that or appreciate that and on more than one occasion it hurt people's feelings.
I'm not allowed to say sorry for things I didn't intentionally do but...I'm sorry! I get so caught up in my moment of pride, of thinking 'hey! I know something about this, I'd like to let people know I do!' that it all just kinda flies forward at too fast a speed.
Another thing to work on in the never-ending process of building the suitable me. Not that I'm not suitable already, I know at least one person who thinks I'm plenty suitable already and I love her to bits, not in the least for bringing the above flaw to my attention.
Speaking of which, at the time of writing I only have to wait 13 more days to see her again! 13 being my lucky number but not so much this time, wish it was only 1 day or, even better, 1 hour. Doesn't matter though, I'm thrilled she's chosen to come back to me and spend 8 days here so we can enjoy each other again.
And enjoy we will. People who've known me a bit longer will no doubt see that I'm holding back not to put forth profanity and sexual innuendo coupled with graphic imagery that would make Charlie Sheen look like the Pope.
Yes, I'm deeply in love with my Johanna and it's no secret that I love her sharp mind as much as I do her luscious body. Mmmmh...yeah.....*drools*
Right, 13 more days, can't wait!
4 May 2011
A Little Taste of Heaven
The hardest part of loving someone, is saying goodbye when they need to leave. I'm not afraid to admit I cried like a little baby when I saw her go through customs on the way to her gate. And in a way, it's a good thing. It strongly reassures that these feelings I have, we have, are real and strong.
But let me start at the beginning.
On Friday I got up pretty early, it's quite a trip to the airport and since I wouldn't be home again I had to drag 10 kilos of holiday packing with me everywhere. The closer I got, the more nervous too but in a good way. I knew it'd all melt away like snow under the sun when I saw her.
Her plane landed early so I rushed to the gate but nothing yet...I got even more nervous and excited as well. After a 20 minute wait, there she was. My angel from heaven. I sped towards her and we tightly embraced each other, the rest went naturally. Our first kiss, that look into each others eyes, walking hand in hand to the train station.
The days after that were purely filled with joy. The resort was amazing, in the middle of the forest and sheltered from the outside world. There was so much to do and we were never bored. We spent every single second with each other, walking about the park, dabbling in the water, relaxing on the beach, hugging in the shadows of the trees, swimming in the tropical pool, baking in the tan booth, grilling meat on our porch while enjoying some good beer and music, watching FMA on the flatscreen while in bed, eating breakfast that we cooked ourselves, participating in the live entertainment, choosing the finest meals at any of the restaurants we had there, having our special JoRo ice-cream in a thunderstorm.
It was....amazing....There are no words to describe how perfect it was. The days flew by and before we knew it, we were at my place for another day or so. Shopping for stuff to make fresh guacamole, watching horror movies in each others arms, talking a long walk around the country side, picnic with ice-cream at a secret and secluded romantic location.
Too much to do and too little time. On Tuesday evening, we headed to the airport again with heavy hearts, knowing we'd have to say goodbye there for the time being. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do, take my arms from around her and let her go. Neither of us wanted it to end, we'd rather have stayed together for ever and always.
We both know we'll have to wait a while to be with each other again but we also know it will happen. In the summer, I will go to Sweden and spend more incredible days with her. Until then, we have Skype and we'll be on it every time we can. Work, school, friends, they will take some time away from us but we will always have each other.
In bed, a pillow with her perfume will have to do for now. It's no replacement for her soft, warm skin, sexy curves or the feeling of her and me being intimate (which was...my god, so amazing and fantastic), though nothing but the real thing will ever be good enough now.
This is as much as I can fit into a post at the moment, no doubt you'll be hearing more from me soon.
My Johanna, for ever and always, you and me against the world baby! I love you so much!
But let me start at the beginning.
On Friday I got up pretty early, it's quite a trip to the airport and since I wouldn't be home again I had to drag 10 kilos of holiday packing with me everywhere. The closer I got, the more nervous too but in a good way. I knew it'd all melt away like snow under the sun when I saw her.
Her plane landed early so I rushed to the gate but nothing yet...I got even more nervous and excited as well. After a 20 minute wait, there she was. My angel from heaven. I sped towards her and we tightly embraced each other, the rest went naturally. Our first kiss, that look into each others eyes, walking hand in hand to the train station.
The days after that were purely filled with joy. The resort was amazing, in the middle of the forest and sheltered from the outside world. There was so much to do and we were never bored. We spent every single second with each other, walking about the park, dabbling in the water, relaxing on the beach, hugging in the shadows of the trees, swimming in the tropical pool, baking in the tan booth, grilling meat on our porch while enjoying some good beer and music, watching FMA on the flatscreen while in bed, eating breakfast that we cooked ourselves, participating in the live entertainment, choosing the finest meals at any of the restaurants we had there, having our special JoRo ice-cream in a thunderstorm.
It was....amazing....There are no words to describe how perfect it was. The days flew by and before we knew it, we were at my place for another day or so. Shopping for stuff to make fresh guacamole, watching horror movies in each others arms, talking a long walk around the country side, picnic with ice-cream at a secret and secluded romantic location.
Too much to do and too little time. On Tuesday evening, we headed to the airport again with heavy hearts, knowing we'd have to say goodbye there for the time being. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do, take my arms from around her and let her go. Neither of us wanted it to end, we'd rather have stayed together for ever and always.
We both know we'll have to wait a while to be with each other again but we also know it will happen. In the summer, I will go to Sweden and spend more incredible days with her. Until then, we have Skype and we'll be on it every time we can. Work, school, friends, they will take some time away from us but we will always have each other.
In bed, a pillow with her perfume will have to do for now. It's no replacement for her soft, warm skin, sexy curves or the feeling of her and me being intimate (which was...my god, so amazing and fantastic), though nothing but the real thing will ever be good enough now.
This is as much as I can fit into a post at the moment, no doubt you'll be hearing more from me soon.
My Johanna, for ever and always, you and me against the world baby! I love you so much!
9 April 2011
And all was quiet
It's been a while since the last update and not just from me! Where is everyone *gasp*
Anyways, the reason for the slow updates is....because it's going well. Usually I used this blog to whine about everything that was wrong and bad but that's really not needed anymore.
The past 2 months have been the best ever, everything seems to be going right. Even the things that almost seem to go wrong, I somehow make right with determination and willpower, supported by my love. Or as she like to phrase it, 'behind every successful man stands a strong, loving woman'.
It's been nearly 2 months we've been together now and we're as much in love as we were then, every day it increases more and more. In a few days time she'll come over here by plane and I'll steal her away to a place of romance and affection. The plan to stay here at my place wasn't feasible so instead we'll be going to a luxury resort for the duration of her visit for privacy and plenty time to...get to know each other *grins* After that we'll spend one more night with the family so I can show her around town and we can cook up some yummies.
On the professional side things are flying as well. I passed the 3rd of my in total 4 exams of the year with ease, making me eligible for the 2nd year right away as I've scored the needed amount of points up to the maximum you can get already.
All in all everything is going at a fast but nonetheless relaxing pace, all thanks to the one that completes my life finally. The one that makes everything worthwhile. The one that I took 24 years to find but that is finally mine.
Johanna, my heart <3
Anyways, the reason for the slow updates is....because it's going well. Usually I used this blog to whine about everything that was wrong and bad but that's really not needed anymore.
The past 2 months have been the best ever, everything seems to be going right. Even the things that almost seem to go wrong, I somehow make right with determination and willpower, supported by my love. Or as she like to phrase it, 'behind every successful man stands a strong, loving woman'.
It's been nearly 2 months we've been together now and we're as much in love as we were then, every day it increases more and more. In a few days time she'll come over here by plane and I'll steal her away to a place of romance and affection. The plan to stay here at my place wasn't feasible so instead we'll be going to a luxury resort for the duration of her visit for privacy and plenty time to...get to know each other *grins* After that we'll spend one more night with the family so I can show her around town and we can cook up some yummies.
On the professional side things are flying as well. I passed the 3rd of my in total 4 exams of the year with ease, making me eligible for the 2nd year right away as I've scored the needed amount of points up to the maximum you can get already.
All in all everything is going at a fast but nonetheless relaxing pace, all thanks to the one that completes my life finally. The one that makes everything worthwhile. The one that I took 24 years to find but that is finally mine.
Johanna, my heart <3
18 March 2011
What goes around, comes around
It's been almost a month now, a month of total bliss. Not a single thing wrong and that's truly a first for me. It all feels as close to perfect as it can get and I know that this feeling will last for years to come.
She's all I ever asked for. Nice, understanding, strong-willed, slightly stubborn, caring, funny, intelligent, with great taste in music, movies and humor.
On top of all that, she's so incredibly attractive. Her smile, her laugh, her giggle, her amazing body, those sexy lips and stunning eyes.
Yes, yes...I know...too mushy. I've become one of those people I used to dislike so much. Not that I care, I only felt like that because I wanted what they had. And now I do.
Only a few more weeks before she comes over to visit me, 3 days of bliss. Filled with hugging, cuddling, talking, eating, drinking, walking, being out and of course...
In other news: my best friend 'broke up' with his girlfriend of 1.5 years...by phone. My other best friend is still not out of the closet and the third is basically being operated on 24/7 and living with her deranged mother.
Who'd have thought I'd ever be the one best off? Certainly not me.
School is going well, actually enjoying it now because I have a purpose: graduate asap and make the best of my degree. 3rd semester is close to ending and if I pass my exam then I'm home free for the first year. Only 3 more after that, which is bearable.
There's some people now reading this that could either use some support or a slap in the face (you know who you are). You all know where to find me, I'm not gone just busy. But never too busy for my friends.
Poke me!
Sav.
She's all I ever asked for. Nice, understanding, strong-willed, slightly stubborn, caring, funny, intelligent, with great taste in music, movies and humor.
On top of all that, she's so incredibly attractive. Her smile, her laugh, her giggle, her amazing body, those sexy lips and stunning eyes.
Yes, yes...I know...too mushy. I've become one of those people I used to dislike so much. Not that I care, I only felt like that because I wanted what they had. And now I do.
Only a few more weeks before she comes over to visit me, 3 days of bliss. Filled with hugging, cuddling, talking, eating, drinking, walking, being out and of course...
In other news: my best friend 'broke up' with his girlfriend of 1.5 years...by phone. My other best friend is still not out of the closet and the third is basically being operated on 24/7 and living with her deranged mother.
Who'd have thought I'd ever be the one best off? Certainly not me.
School is going well, actually enjoying it now because I have a purpose: graduate asap and make the best of my degree. 3rd semester is close to ending and if I pass my exam then I'm home free for the first year. Only 3 more after that, which is bearable.
There's some people now reading this that could either use some support or a slap in the face (you know who you are). You all know where to find me, I'm not gone just busy. But never too busy for my friends.
Poke me!
Sav.
5 March 2011
Mind Tricks
Is my head really this screwed up that it cannot comprehend that good stuff can happen? Why does it keep on insisting there's a catch to everything. Why does every word and sentence need to be dissected for hidden clues and underlying thoughts.
Maybe it's my overly cautious nature, maybe it's past experiences that left their deep deep scars. Sometimes, I just wish I could shut down my brain because it's not helping out in any way.
Hope, the word that means everything. Without hope, there is no future, nothing to hold onto, nothing to look forward to. Just a blank space and actions that are taken in vain.
Shape up Sav...
Maybe it's my overly cautious nature, maybe it's past experiences that left their deep deep scars. Sometimes, I just wish I could shut down my brain because it's not helping out in any way.
Hope, the word that means everything. Without hope, there is no future, nothing to hold onto, nothing to look forward to. Just a blank space and actions that are taken in vain.
Shape up Sav...
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