Posts Tagged With: waiting

Twitter? Sorry no I don’t eat that

 

I realized today that I have been ignoring the existence of Twitter for so long I had to check up how to write Twitter ๐Ÿ˜‚ย It is a thing here in Balkans, we just DON’T tweet. We do FB, yup, we do Instagram, oh yeah we do YouTube but but but but we do not do Twitter. MySpace was more popular here than tweeting lol. Also there is a second problem with it, we LOOOOOOVE to talk. By we I mean the region, Croats, Bosnians & Herzegovinians, Serbs, Montenegrians… Talking is how we do life. If your family is quiet and you live on Balkans, congrats to you! That is maybe also a reason we have to remind ourselves to use Twitter, and companies here kinda force it (but it is just not working)…

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You see? Even their bird says only “tweet”!

How am I supposed to fit my thoughts in 140 letters??? Wait, is it 140 or 160? …….It’s 140, I checked. ๐Ÿ˜Š #proud

I started to write this on Twitter and got into -300 something before I looked up and saw it. Nope, there is no way I can say/write everything that’s on my mind right now in 140 letters. Man, even WordPress is not on my side today!ย You see? You see how long is this post already?ย 

Despite all the problems I am facing I am ready to act. I love love all of guys and girls and no I haven’t forget about you, and I love writing, making you and me happy, inspiring, telling just how it is, making challenges, completing weekly and daily Prompts…

GO TO CATEGORIES TO REMIND YOURSELF OF ME MYSELF AN I ๐Ÿ˜‰ย 

  • COLUMN FOR DEEP STUFF, GETTING OUT OF MY HEAD ON A VIRTUAL PAPER AND INSPIRING
  • PHOTOGRAPHY IF YOU ARE INTO IT – the feedback is much encouraged ๐Ÿ™‚
  • DIY STUFF
  • AND HERE IS RANDOM TURTLE BOB WHO IS HERE TO ENTERTAIN YOU WITH RANDOM POSTS, JUST CLICK HIM #bobisfamous

Damm I write so slow on my – oh so not English keyboard – gotta get my game on, get my typing on mad like it was before.

 

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Okidoki Artichoky

Can you pronounce the title?

(okey-doukey arti-choky)

I say this quite often. ๐Ÿ˜€ Maaaaybe, just maybe I’ll film myself saying it, huh?…. Yesterday was kinda awesome, because I dared and opened YouTube editor for the first time. WHOA! ๐Ÿ˜‰ย Played with it some time, and all I can say is that – I WANT MORE!

I want to learn editing so bad…. Has anything stop you lately from doing what you want to do?ย If it did, I get you. I get you real bad. Past three years was/are something I need to wrap my head around in a way that I can learn and respect the balance of my wishes and limitations at the moment. A moment of three years I guess?

I remember hearing this song when you could hear cool music only by listening to radio with a tape ready to record something you like. Or buy audio tapes. I got goosebumps when I heard this song for the first time, I remember that exact moment and situation. I was about 12 and I was laying down in bed I was sharing with my sister in an old small house. I starred at the ceiling and this song gave me hope. I felt I could see the sun he was waiting. ย Music does that to me… It can switch my mind towards the good feelz. What do you do to overcome something traumatic for you? What helps you? I honestly want to know… ๐Ÿ™‚

My baby blog has been neglected for some time and I can not tell you how much I am grateful right now. I CAN WRITE!!! So freaking awesome… โค

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Now there are “few” things stopping me from going in GO mode, and I respect that. I am just so extremely glad I am not in a hospital anymore and that I finally can watch at computer screen without getting a migraine five minutes after. Yay!ย I have also ignored social media and let me just tell you how liberated I feel being away from Facebook for 99% of my time. It really changed my priorities and got me off of that “check out FB” routine all the way. Life is better with as less facebooking as possible. Is facebooking a word? Well, now it is ๐Ÿ˜€ I super duper ignored other social networks that are available too. I was really on with my offline mode – party coz I just couldn’t go online physically and mentally, before you think I have that strong will power hahaha…

GO TO CATEGORIES TO REMIND YOURSELF OF ME MYSELF AN I ๐Ÿ˜‰ย 

  • COLUMN FOR DEEP STUFF, GETTING OUT OF MY HEAD ON A VIRTUAL PAPER AND INSPIRING
  • PHOTOGRAPHY IF YOU ARE INTO IT – the feedback is much encouraged ๐Ÿ™‚
  • DIY STUFF
  • AND HERE IS RANDOM TURTLE BOB WHO IS HERE TO ENTERTAIN YOU WITH RANDOM POSTS, JUST CLICK HIM #bobisfamous

I sincerely hope we get to chatting real soon, I missed you! โค

Keep your chin up! Love ya

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Horror movie called… The Waiting

I was never in an airport to go somewhere.

Ok, scratch that. I was once in an airport going on a plane – on my school trip in seventh grade (13 years old).

So, yap, I was in a plane. I rode that shit.

I even looked at the clouds and got a shitty meal.

Yes, that fancy.

Waiting is a horror story without the music. Maybe sometimes there is music. Like in a dentist office, to cover the sounds of the horror going on in the next room. But it can’t. it never can’t. You still hear the bzzzzzzz and BBBBBBBBBZZZ and all sorts of sounds you just don’t wanna experience at all. Dentists are not scary at all, but we’re all afraid of them. Screw clowns, they should make a crazy dentist costume for Halloween. Everyone would be scared.

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Waiting always seems thousand years longer. The mental difference between the person waiting and the person who is late is huuuuuuuge. The person who is late experiences minutes. The person waiting experiences life-questioning scenarios. What am I doing with my life? Was this the right job for me? How long can I wait before I start feeling anxious? Ok, five seconds. Noted.

And it’s most of the time like that. That’s why we look like morons when we wait. You look normal… Walking. Passing people. Walking. Going on stairs. Looking at the watch. Coming to THE SPOT. Realising that you’re gonna have to wait. Puf! You turn into an awkward monkey. Looking over people, looking around, not knowing what to do with your hands. You try to find a place to sit and there is none. Never. So you stand awkwardly. Or lean against the wall only realising how dirty it must be minutes after. And you wear a white t-shirt. Of course you do. And you pull out your mobile phone. Duuh! Something to make you look less weird and in anticipation. Yeaaaaah…. The phoneeee… But there is no games that interest you at that moment. So, you text the person who you are waiting. “Where are you? I’m here.” And they reply, I’m there in five minutes. And you know that’s not true. It’s the same text you send people when you’re stuck in a public transportation behind a tractor. You know! But… In a desperate attempt, you believe that. You look at the clock and start counting minutes. You actually forget that there is life… No waiting life. It is just you and that clock in that moment. Finally time passes. Your impatience is starting to kick on your nervous system and now you’re trying to talk to someone to ease the pressure. Hell, you know very well what the time is, so you start telling people you hear are asking.. “25! Four and 25!” And they look at you with a weird thank you. You are now on the edge.

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And still.

And still on the edge.

One thought before a second, angry message.

But, they arrive. And after the opening angry sentence and their apologies, you start walking and behaving like human again.

And the life continues.

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This was stream of my thoughts. For the record, I have no idea what I would do in an airport if I had to wait. I would be to excited or nervous to sleep. I would probably make friends and chat about random stuff. I suppose that is not smart thing to do.

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