I wish for a miracle.. Just a simple sentence from my boss: " you can go home early today, laurentia.." please...let the miracle happens. now! It's such a good cloudy Monday to sleep. There are piles of papers on my desk, but really, nothing can get more boring than them.

I guess being without sport for 3 weeks and eating pringles while working is not such a good idea. I need to find the old lifestyle again. my balanced life that i was always proud of. As fat food and burning no-fat result into laziness, and laziness come as a problem, there are somethings that come as a change. For example, lately my parents are more interested in what I'm doing, I got many supplies of novels to read, my colleagues think my Japanese is improving.., let see..what else..., wake up early ritual is not so hard anymore since more of my flatmates are doing it, my stupid computer is not so stupid anymore, and of course, my girlfriends. yeah, it's really true that I'm only as strong as the cocktails I drink, the hairspray I use and the girlfriends I have. and one of them told me:

Someone will always be prettier.

They will always be smarter.

Their house will be bigger.

They will drive a better car.

Their children will do better in school.

And their husband will fix more things around the house.

So let it go,

and love yourself and your circumstances.

Think about it.

The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.

And the most highly favoured
woman on your job may be unable to have children.

And the richest woman you know,

she's got the car, the house, the clothes....might be lonely.

So, again,

Love who you are.

Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say

"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed!"

"Winners make things happen.

Losers let things happen."

Be blessed ladies..

"To the world you might be one person,
but to one person, you just might be the world"

So there you go, as many things and lucks come and go in my days, there is one thing that has always made me felt so lucky. my friends. None of my friends are psycho, bad-tempered or copycats, or a killer. they are normal understanding friends with lots of comforting words and good sense of humour, and they help. Me and the girls went out on Saturday night because we miss watching scary movie with screaming girls. So we did. Afterwards we tell stories about our workplaces and how annoying Dutch people can be, accompanied with good music, tapas and some very very comforting wine.

I wish I could do that everyday.

hmmmph.