All the exams are behind me... Now I have time to take photos, read books and so on. But (yes, there is BUT, as usual) the snow fall down, it's really cold outside and my book isn't in the bookstore yet. So I'm sitting in front of the computer and killing the time. But tommorow... HA!
And the kiwi fruit is mmmmmm

The new day has come with all it's brightness. It brought me happiness and optimism.
Now I know everything's gonna be ok.
I should learn some important and a bit difficult stuff... But I prefer making photos now

I need to write it one more time: I want the spring to come.
I have no idea what's going on... I feel so... I enjoy nothing, I have no ideas, no passion. The only thing I want is to put myself into the bed and sleep through these awful days. When it is going to end? I want to be full of life again.

I hate winter. I hate it since last week, when the sun started shining and I realized how wonderful is to feel sunbeams on my face. But than, the sun went away and I was left with the mud under my feet... I really want the spring to come...
Oh... and I am sick. I'm going for a trip tommorow and I'm sick. Or maybe I should write: I'm going for a trip tommorow SO I am sick. It's obvious: when I have great plans of seeing the sea, I catch some kind of virus, which is a monster that wants to demage my throat. Oh no. I don't agree, I will kill it with garlic and aspirin!!!
Isn't it wonderful that the internet doesn't transfer the aromas (in this case odours )?