This is my life?
Amikor hazafele jöttem ez a mondat visszhangzott a fejemben: This is my life. This is my life, having fake meetings, going somewhere with a boy, that I don't like. This is my life? This is my life to don't meet with the guy I like. This is my life to don't meet the guy I like, but meet with guys who like me but I don't, or meet guys I like but turns out that they are assholes. At least now I already know that: Those good looking guys are better just to watch, and I could tell myself, that I have to go for intelligence and not looking for handsomeness. Does such a word exist? It should, as grammar has not corrected it. Anyway, I am pissed of. I knew it can happen, but I knew it in a different way. But the event was great. Hearing that music, drinking 'jack and coke' how he called them. Oh my God, I would like to go there every Sunday! De a kérdések ugyanazok, mint az elöző blogbejegyzésemben. Kivel? A kérdés, ami pedig most felmerült bennem az az, hogy mit kéne ...
