introduction / / prologue
So, as my first post, I have no idea what to write about.
My friends advised me to start journaling, to start writing a diary, because it eventually would help with my anxiety. I tried it, so many times before this day, but I never really achieved.
My name is Lucy, I'm 18 and to be honest I have no idea what I'm doing here.
I just like the idea of having a blog in the era of youtubers. I'm like the retro chick. Just joking, but seriously? Nobody writes blog posts anymore, because either you are insta famous or a youtuber. Even if you have a blog and you do post regularly, you have an insta or a yt channel too. That's how it works.
But i'm just shy. And probably not as interesting as some other people are. That's why I'm not insta famous or any kind of famous.
I don't know if I want to be famous at all.
Maybe everybody wants to be famous just a little bit.
I'm a senior in a secondary academic grammar school. It sounds pretty fancy, doesn't it? Irl, it's just not. I live in a Middle European country, pretty close, still pretty far from everything. We are neither western or eastern. We are in the golden middle. It's nice. We're collectively suffering from this special kind of bipolar disorder. Just joking.
I'm not saying that I enjoy living here. Obviously no one can be entirely satisfied with the current standings in politics or economics, but complaining doesn't lead anywhere. So, my advice is to you all, stop for a second, appreciate the nice things in life, just for a moment, and then, make a change.
I'm obviously just bragging about things that I don't understand.
But who doesn't?
So today is Sunday, and I should obviously learn english or math or history or ict or literature/grammar (my exam subjects) but instead I'm gonna paint something fur sure, but I have no idea what.
I've just seen a video on BCC about coffee drinking in Italy, and did you know that they serve the coffee in a colder temperature so the customer would be able to drink it straight away? Cool, so cool, because here, when I order coffee (and I do it basically every day, cause I'm such a sucker for coffee) I recieve a hot, undrinkable mug of heaven's beverage and I have to wait for long-long minutes before I can finally take a sip.
But maybe it's a cultural difference.
Here, when you go into a café or a patisserie and you order coffee it is expected that you'll spend the next one/ one and a half hours there at least. I like to do things fast, because I'm always running somewhere, I don't specifically like sitting in one place for hours, but my friends do, so as a nice person, I usually accomodate myself to the circumstances.
It's nice though, sitting in a café and talk and chill.
I just finished watching the gala of the European Championships in figure skating. I'm such a fan of the sport and I truly love the gala because it's more informal, the music choices are soo cool, always.
I have my favourites obviously, but we all have to appreciate the energy and the devotion that the athletes put into this sport. I'm so proud of everyone who competed this week. It was truly amazing and I enjoyed a lot.
It's monday and we had a day off from school due to our so-called education system (which truly lacks in system, it's a chaos basically).
The real reason for this day off is that on saturday all those young 14 year olds came to our high school to write the entrance tests, which has to be corrected by the end of monday, and it's usually the teacher's duty. After correcting the tests (math and grammar) they send it to a central office kind of place for futher examination, and then there they aggregate the points, i guess. I don't really know how this works though.
So we had a day off and we (me and my friends) had a brunch and it was really great. I had a coffee (obv.) and vegetarian grilled sandwich. I'm not vegetarian, but my mom is vegan so I'm familiar with these meatless (diary product-less) dishes well enough to know that anyone could live without meat.
My friends advised me to start journaling, to start writing a diary, because it eventually would help with my anxiety. I tried it, so many times before this day, but I never really achieved.
My name is Lucy, I'm 18 and to be honest I have no idea what I'm doing here.
I just like the idea of having a blog in the era of youtubers. I'm like the retro chick. Just joking, but seriously? Nobody writes blog posts anymore, because either you are insta famous or a youtuber. Even if you have a blog and you do post regularly, you have an insta or a yt channel too. That's how it works.
But i'm just shy. And probably not as interesting as some other people are. That's why I'm not insta famous or any kind of famous.
I don't know if I want to be famous at all.
Maybe everybody wants to be famous just a little bit.
I'm a senior in a secondary academic grammar school. It sounds pretty fancy, doesn't it? Irl, it's just not. I live in a Middle European country, pretty close, still pretty far from everything. We are neither western or eastern. We are in the golden middle. It's nice. We're collectively suffering from this special kind of bipolar disorder. Just joking.
I'm not saying that I enjoy living here. Obviously no one can be entirely satisfied with the current standings in politics or economics, but complaining doesn't lead anywhere. So, my advice is to you all, stop for a second, appreciate the nice things in life, just for a moment, and then, make a change.
I'm obviously just bragging about things that I don't understand.
But who doesn't?
So today is Sunday, and I should obviously learn english or math or history or ict or literature/grammar (my exam subjects) but instead I'm gonna paint something fur sure, but I have no idea what.
I've just seen a video on BCC about coffee drinking in Italy, and did you know that they serve the coffee in a colder temperature so the customer would be able to drink it straight away? Cool, so cool, because here, when I order coffee (and I do it basically every day, cause I'm such a sucker for coffee) I recieve a hot, undrinkable mug of heaven's beverage and I have to wait for long-long minutes before I can finally take a sip.
But maybe it's a cultural difference.
Here, when you go into a café or a patisserie and you order coffee it is expected that you'll spend the next one/ one and a half hours there at least. I like to do things fast, because I'm always running somewhere, I don't specifically like sitting in one place for hours, but my friends do, so as a nice person, I usually accomodate myself to the circumstances.
It's nice though, sitting in a café and talk and chill.
I just finished watching the gala of the European Championships in figure skating. I'm such a fan of the sport and I truly love the gala because it's more informal, the music choices are soo cool, always.
I have my favourites obviously, but we all have to appreciate the energy and the devotion that the athletes put into this sport. I'm so proud of everyone who competed this week. It was truly amazing and I enjoyed a lot.
It's monday and we had a day off from school due to our so-called education system (which truly lacks in system, it's a chaos basically).
The real reason for this day off is that on saturday all those young 14 year olds came to our high school to write the entrance tests, which has to be corrected by the end of monday, and it's usually the teacher's duty. After correcting the tests (math and grammar) they send it to a central office kind of place for futher examination, and then there they aggregate the points, i guess. I don't really know how this works though.
So we had a day off and we (me and my friends) had a brunch and it was really great. I had a coffee (obv.) and vegetarian grilled sandwich. I'm not vegetarian, but my mom is vegan so I'm familiar with these meatless (diary product-less) dishes well enough to know that anyone could live without meat.
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