Somehow, it feels like life stopped back in February 2020 and yet here we are, watching how the last hours of 2021 go past. And it wasn’t too bad. I was a good girl this year. I fought depression, kept studying violin (I got to working on my fifth position already!), I got in and out of various 3D stuffs but mostly enjoyed it. The family’s good, the friends are safe. And I’m...
It’s weird to see the 2019 wrap up post just below this one. How did it happen that I pretty much stopped writing completely in 2020? Let me take a moment and tell you how I spent my 2020 and what are my plans for 2021. Tulpamancy Despite our system growing by one member I pretty much gave up on the tulpamancy as a study subject. Tulpamancy is an interesting concept, but existing for six years...
This year I opted in for the bullet journal method instead of my traditional daily summary notes. Unfortunately, I gave up on the BoJo mid-February so most of this year went on undocumented and I had to scrap various sources to remember what I was doing in 2019. Journalling was a hit and miss. Surely, me giving up on the personal diary was quite a flop, but I got a larger traveller’s notebook and...
2018. It was an interesting one. New trials, new challenges, new horizons. I’ve seen through it and I survived and grew older – hopefully grew wiser, too. Lots of self-doubt, typical for who I am. Occasional depression, rarely hype. The train of my emotions has unsteady rails, it goes up, then it goes down, sometimes it goes underground. I’ve started the year with adding the guiding stickers to...
A year of discoveries. A year of advances. A year of indifference. A year of hollowness. 2017 was a long one.
Happy new year, happy new timeBest of the wishes and luckWhen you make plans for ’17Make sure you have enough fuck Plan for some sex in afternoonsAnd for some more before dinnerIn elevators, in office chairsIt’s a good time to be sinner Sex with nice girls, and cutie boysSex with bad dragon and lubeSex with a pencil, with apple pieSex with high-tec furry tube Try some tentacles, be open, be...
This was a long year. A year full of unexpected discoveries. A year of new inspirations. A year of learning.
Year’s gone; but memory remainsLittle events; happy’n sad stainsLearned lots; had losses and gainsCollected few little wisdom grains I’ve fallen in love; I gave all myselfI’ve almost lost the feeling of selfIt’s hard to be alpha wolf with a horseIf he only wants me to apply real force Loved; then was left; again and againLove always ended with feeling of painOne true love is warming my chestMy...