Tuesday, April 29

summa'sun,summa'sun...

...used to sing Paris and Nicole. I'm not fan of celebrities (celebs if speaking american) neither magazines full of gossips about them. However such names as Matt Damon, Timbaland and so on i know quiet well, and especially know famous girlfriends Paris with Nicole. Just because their show 'Simple life' happened appear on TV at the same time as i put my tired ass on couch at late night. I know i shouldn't watch that evil tele-vision, but after work sometimes it prepare u faster for bed than anything else. Anyway, all i wanted to mentioned, that those girls wining, pretend to be mummy girls, laughing in inappropriate time and places, but they still do what they came for. if its fishing in stinky water - they fishing ( one of most disgusting stuff i found -was all day do enemas for people,that want to loose weight). I don't know if they doing that most because of money, or to advert themselves, but how many of u would spend day in animals shit ? This time i don't have in mind people that chose, lets say farmers life, no. I'm asking person that everyday use ipod, don't skip sunbathing and cry a little when fake nail comes off. All in all my attitude to their vain lives changed a bit. Don't decide about book from it's cover.
And that was shortest introduction I've ever had :) The reasons sing summa'sun : uncountable. Maybe it's good weather recent days, maybe those very few but real and inspiring Salvador Dali paintings at Dean Gallery. And we totally didn't like Ben Nicholson, even though I'm almost fan of surrealism (by the way why they wrote all his bio on information and just one sentence about works,thematic he working on?). Maybe mini photo session with some guy out of steel.
This one, we decided, is a boyfriend of dreams : don't interrupt you talkin, taught, always here for u, and never cheatin !
Other stuff that keeps me smilin involves facts :

  • Accidentally with having intentions, have already bought ticket to street arts festival in Falkirk( forgot that have account on Scotrail, which wandering ''how much and when'' turned into ''oh. i just booked ticket''). Sunday. 9.oo leaving, oo.24 coming back. In between - hanging hopefully in crowded Callendar park with all kind of amusements and entertainers. Even though music list don't give me shivers street theater and festival market sounds promising. Besides haven't been in Falkirk ever before.
  • That already have tickets in my pocket to fire festival on my favorite Calton hill. [Do anybody knows which entrance called 'via waterloo place'?]. We, lithuanians have celebration to great spring, here I'm gonna join party to great summer
  • Finally found cheapest solution for my phone related problems. Instead of taking even really sedative looking plan from O2 with super duper ultra mega new and fantastic phone (but for 2 years,which is OMG for me, coz i don't know in which country i will be in couple of months, not talking about 24) just bought a new charger online for £6 (shops in Scotland like specially don't like Siemens) for my old phone. keep topping up.
  • Paris.Paris.PARIS ! is on my calendar and all over my head. And i can't even imagine what have to happen that would disturb me on 3rd of June lay on a grass in front of Eiffel tower sipping wine with my dear hungarian girl.
    Au Revoir

    *Salvador Dali 'Raphaelesque Head Exploded'

Thursday, April 24

Trip

I just booked tickets to Paris. The room is shining from my smile now :D i promise. And 'isgrauzkit' (sorry that i swear lithuanian) all of those who were loughing at my dreams, like: to live or at least visit Paris within year. I even started to feel recklessly. want to buy some flights sooner than in 2 of June. I mean price is just £20 ( Which usually u spend when going out,so this time will spend euros.IN PARIS !!!)
Ech and even i didnt write down (type down ?) here loads of things happened in my life. From sundays car boots sale to gosias call and guy(s) in El barrio and all stuff happening with friendship. all this will be forgotten. does it matter?
Its 'Nada Surf - where is my mind' on repeat constantly. All it remind is: that good, no, i mean godess time spend on my mini-beach in kinloch. Then was sun. was wide wide lake, was sand and thoughts. exceptionaly good thoughts.
that Was My Summer...
Than didn't think everything will change so quickly. Didn't know will live in Edinburgh. Who knows where wind will blow me in nearest future


Anyway


Paris, J'e taime


Friday, April 11

Rainy Friday

If I come back after work and short food shopping all sweaty and pretty good feel my legs,does it counts as I was in sport club?( the same one, that my new super-ego supervisor was talking all day about)
Anyway the last days flow with T-pain - church rhythms in head. As well as impressions from Step up ( both parts) dances. THAT'S why i wanna be dancer when i will grow up. The movies by itself quiet weak. If u can watch first part with all that romance and predictable plot, second part is totally crap as any kind of movie. But dances.....OMG. Totally worth to see just for drop-jaw effect ;)




Tonight gonna go hide from rain, that Edinburgh has been hooked on, to check out some Jazz club with ma' girls. So Sideways DVD have to been left for next time.

And HOW i hate to get up 5.30!! My grandma probably getting up later.

Saturday, April 5

emergency call/el barrio

You know what's good idea? To organise going to latina's rhythms the same evening, ask your friend to bring not just her ass here but ''any summer top'' (a phone order sounded exactly like that) for me and dance, romp, shake ur ass off till knees drop. Even though i was after work- not in best condition in shorter. Anyway there were few minuses as well. seems DJ of El barrios knows the some tracks very well. but why to play the same songs for 3 times per evening. i mean every track. every track that we had already heard week before, and than week before. boooooring. (unless u like us had three shots in a row ;)) And we just wondered with my dear Hungarian friend why its quite empty in da club on Fridays. Of course being in hospitality business means u don't know how clubs looks like from inside on weekends, but thought friday is 'hot' night. isn't it? On the way home called emergency for some unknown guy. It was sooo funny ( just because the end is good). Anyway if u somewhere from UK so u know those uncomfortable benches in bus stops. While we were waiting for that unreasonably expensive night bus with still big noises in our heads, some guy with some junk food in hand came and sit on that bench. nothing suspicious, i even really think we looked more drunk than him. after few moments he just felt from bench and when i mean felt - i mean just like boneless doll or smth, he actually kissed pavement with his nose. Luckily nothing was bleeding and despite looking like totally unconscious he was moving his hand with burger, probably was still hungry :) My dear Hungarian friend gave me phone with connected emergency,as she blame she couldn't understand what that sexy voice guy asking her. While i tried to concentrate not to talk nonsenses on phone my friend was starting to panic, but luckily that woke up poor guy. Ambulance guys get him from the ground finally, while shared sorry for our all missed buses and made jokes about guys 'subway' snack. As i said- it was funny. By the way long time i couldn't understand why the hell word 'ambulance' written from right to left on those cars. and just recently find out its for other drivers. trough the mirror u see correct word. Well, can't blame me on this, i have never had driving car ( except those few times on shitty village road and in cow field :))
Anyway in occasion of hard work deserved those 4 days off. today's plan : being lazy and watch lots of movies at friends place probably with bottle of white wine and chocolate...mmmmm..... maybe send few postcards, as i kinda
promised.

Thursday, April 3

First Wednesday of April

Wednesday - i had to turn on spelling check to write this word .lol =) i live in UK one year and still don't know how to write it. Just because for me it makes no sense how word is made.
Anyway the day was F.A.B.U.L.O.U.S. Even though i had to wake up quite early when had to start work just at 5pm. And if i knew that in hairdressing salon they will wash head with all stuff: conditioners, shampoos blah blah, wouldn't wash by myself in a morning, while was trying to open my eyes. So now I'm short hair. Probably shortest that i ever had. It's quite miserable when hairdresser keeps part of your hair in her hand. Major part. Major part that is cut out. By the way if ur pockets quite full or u couldn't really afford but decide to save in case of food price visit
the cheyenes. How cool is that after booking u can check out there how your hairdresser will look like. I won't hide i chose that place just coz looked busy, stylish youth place , at least from those glimpses i took while passing by million times after work. And there are at least 5 hairdressing saloons in my street, but who wants to go to some shabby indian/polish place? Not me!

Anyway after leaving the place not so heavy head and pockets gone to park. Had some nice soup and guys (showing off) i mean football in front of my eyes. Sun,which seems even slightly burned my face. Than phone talks with Aniko, who was standing just few metres ahead but called me to ask what kind of ice creams i want.

At work one couple told me that my accent - french, was flattered. But thinking reality - silly english can't recognize where is east European where is subtle french/dutch or smth accent.

To make long day even longer gone to
walk about in Omni centre to have for a drink and remember that actually i can play pool. To get there we had to just almost 40 min roam from roses street to leith walk from pub to pub to find that all of them or closed or real holes. The australian place quite nice, but was quiet today. But besides they had few copies of latest 'Skinny' left. Already planned next trip to Lulu's. And can't wait New Europe 2008 movie festival. Definitely going to this one. Yes, just because missed Lithuanian language.