Published by Valentina Bregovac — 11 years ago. Blog: Madafakin princess back in Zadar Tags: General. The last day of this year, full of ups and downs, as every other.. It doesn't matter anyway, what matters are the people who were there, and they were my friends.
Sadly, with many of them I barely keep in touch now, one year later, but that's life; you can't keep in touch with everyone, it would keep you in front of the computer the whole time. Tonight, I'm waiting for the to come with some friends from my village, in a club with the music I don't listen and am not a particular fan of, in a dress I like which I bought yesterday although I wasn't supposed to, in unmatching boots because I left all my shoes in Zadar didn't think it would be warm enough to wear normal shoes for New Year's Eve , probably will get wasted to keep my mood somewhat cheerful and to ruin the image of a lady which I am not and will never be.
But, you know, it's okay, it'll be okay. I wanted things to be different and I imagined this night way better, but I'm stuck where I am and can't change much. The year of A good year, taking everything into consideration. Then, meeting new friends from the spring semester; getting closer with the friends from autumn semester who stayed in Brno the whole year; being disappointed how things have changed - how new Erasmus go out too early, how basement parties are no good anymore, how Santana on Mondays is empty, etc.
June was the end of an era. I felt sad about the fact I didn't have the roomate in the second semester, then happy about it, then even happier when I got a great Italian girl to be my roommate for a month. I spent my first Easter away from home, in Germany, with a Slovenian guy I liked a lot and for whom I tought could be someone I would actually see myself in a relationship with, but it turned out it wasn't the case.
He was really nice and those couple of days for Easter were great, I met his friends and we went to visit some places in France he lives next to the boarder , we were getting along very good. After he came to visit me again in Brno, things just fell apart. Still don't know exactly why, but they did. I was a bit depressed about it at the time, but it's hard to be depressed when Erasmus, so I got over it quite quickly. In the second half of this year, I spent 3 weeks in France, first 2 in Saint Tropez, being au pair for a family there.
