Briefly

I was planning to get my essay done last night, but once the document was open, realised I just can't look at it anymore. I needed a break. And while I had an invitation to a flatwarming and actually wanted to go, I realised that might not be the best idea, for reasons as simple as physical tiredness, the lack of money and the fact that only two people I knew were going to be there. And so I stayed in, curled up in my bed and, sipping the nicest tea in this and all the other worlds, watched a film – Les petits mouchoirs. Boy did I love such a relaxing night at home! The film is one I would definitely recommend when you're looking for something light yet not stupid. It's an American dramedy meets French director, actors, and setting. It's good.

via Wish Wish Wish

October is coming to an end, and even though I realise it's a bit early, I'm already thinking about New Year's celebration. My friends and I have failed at it so many times before, mostly thanks to our procrastination and no planning whatsoever, and I want this time to be different. The people I missed for so long will be there, at least some of them, and it just has to be great. My expectations are high. And it's not only that one night I'm planning. I can't wait for Christmas Eve with my mom, and for my trip to Paris beforehand. And for endless conversations I will have with my beloved friends. All the joy that being together will bring. Even if it's only for a while.

Friends, dreams, and life in general

Sometimes, coming back to the arms of a friend can be an incredibly satisfying feeling. Even if you know that things will never be the same. Even if some of the words that had been said come back to your head unwelcome. It's just nice having that part of your life back, hoping that things will never fall apart again.

Some things do fall apart. Not the things in my life, lately, but when people important to me are hurt, it upsets me nonetheless. And it's annoying to be miles away, with no means of helping them and supporting them through the hard times. We just have to believe it will all get better one day.

via Kiss My Spatula

And things do tend to get better. Dreams come true, I know that now better than ever. In two months, I'll be in Paris. And even if it's only for a couple of days, those days will be the best ever! I'm trying not to get my hopes up too high, but as this has been a huge dream of mine for ages, it's hard not to. I look at the photos and read the travel guides, eager to go and experience everything myself. I know that one I'm there, a piece of Paris will stay in my heart forever. Does this sound cheesy? Probably. It's sill true though, and that's what matters.

A night in

I don't think I've ever seen a girl your age so happy about spending a Friday night at home.

That's a comment from my coworker, after me being all excited about not having to go anywhere at all and telling him how I would talk to my mom, have dinner, then curl up in bed and read The Plague, or watch some silly film. In all honesty, my night definitely couldn't be better. While all the activities this week were amazing, and I certainly don't regret going to a flat party last night (ran into so many people I hadn't seen for ages!), I needed this respite.

via BOOK/SHOP

And here I am, keeping myself warm with a cup of tea and already wishing spring was here (I'm really not into the cold season). My next week's schedule is slowly but inevitably filling up, but it's fine as it includes some really nice plans, such as having a couple of friends over for a pizza night, volunteering at a film festival, and, well, okay, this isn't actually going to take up much time, but it's still a thing I'll have to do – buying a flight ticket! One of the main reasons why, even though dreaming of spring, I'm happy about the coming winter season, is that I'll finally make a big dream of mine come true, not to mention see my family and friends. You'll definitely hear more about this later on, once everything is confirmed!