always wanted to know personally, how Isabelle (m..?) in Dreamers felt. in general, i am probably even happy that i could possibly go there with someone, i actually trust. otherwise, it often ends as a huge huge mess. so i have been told.
probably, i should pay my respects to my credit company. it has a bad habit to cut my card in the most precious moments, but nevertheless they never pressure me with deadlines and dates, which i successfully overpass by a week or two almost always. :O i have a bit habit also, to accidentally spend the amount of money, prepared for credit payment long before the payment day is coming. but they are such adorable. never pressure me with my conscience.
winter in Tokyo is that much intact. everything is just frozen in its very beauty. +17, blooming roses and 紅葉 all at once.
i adore December. ... i am 30000 short of cosmetics. but, instead i am getting super micro viber pillow! it is like in Hilton, just better and you can hug it.)
excited. bedding in the most important part of the house. i am not sure if you knew?
i can`t imagine the day, that i won`t love you. you are bringing up the worst in me, that definite feeling, when you have no hesitations to break the world apart. you are bringing up the probably one reason to truly atone.
i can`t imagine the day, that i won`t hate you, for this also. ... and just in the end of the day, there is nothing excessively transcendental that can not be make up through a definite action. give or take, 1000 years.
nothing changes. when i am at war with a whole world, there is the only one, i would somehow 受け入れる、no matter what is it on stage. ... should i make my ballet shoes red?
the thing is it is almost Christmas at hand. all of you probably know (how ironic..) that during the year this is my favorite night along.
i adore this mood, illumination, tangerines, magic. i can breath every second, i color up my house with all the decorations, sparkling, snowflakes, warmth. it touches you with wrapping presents, coffee in big mugs, fragile glasses, filled with champagne and..
surely, it is time for sending out the cards. Cards. those magical little things, that keep your heart fluffy. and for every one in the world, that is probably the only time to make all the ice melted and just enjoy the flow.
so, any of you who would love to get one from me - u-mail.) i have a permanent address and would gladly share it with those of you, who want to help the ice melting.
there is still that much that i wanna do, considering next year. go to Paris or New York, get my permanent residence at last, improve my (not)outstanding french up to the decent level.) buy a house, apparently (even though i consider moving out once more time a nice idea), get a wonderful Scottish cat.
max out my credit card on clothing and interior as much as i can. ?
going to Osaka every season, eating as much yammies as my stomach endures, getting better at my ballet training all along and all.
i would add romance up to all of this, but long from before it is not a matter already. might it be, i cheer, might it be not i wont whip. just because something like this is not to be broken, just because somewhere within i am deeply loyal, and if it does, it is not actually worth worrying, right?
i would never let myself adjust to another uncertainty. c`est la vie. ... John Steinbeck, East of Eden is to go!
i admit, at the point sometimes the switch is going on and you just act as you are used to it. ... probably, there will be always only one person, who i would willingly surrender to every now and then. probably, not.
hm.
i never learned how to type i miss you, but what do you got if you ain`t got love?
ridiculous, this is when the tickets back to our lovely northern hometown are somehow near 120K before New Year holidays. and it is like you are student again, taking buses to 青森。
no matter how steady the income is, overpaying for the 50 min flight is just.. ridiculous!
aw, instead it got near 75. not bad, could have been worse. ...