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Finally 19°C outside. Life becomes livable again. 

Yesterday as I was walking the streets of Zagreb and enjoying a sunny day, as well as window shopping (the only shopping I can afford), an older man stopped me and looked like he wanted to tell me something. I unplugged the earphones out of my ears and stood for a second to hear him. He said: "I just had to stop you to tell you that you are beautiful! And I wish you a lovely day. I just had to say it!"

Lol, okay. I was too surprised about what just happend I don't even remember did I thanked him or anything. After that scene I thought to myself that it is really a shame younger boys don't stop me to complement me. :D Why don't we ever talk to strangers? A million times it happend to me that I wanted to ask or say something to someone but it would just be too awkward or so I thought. Like that time at the club I saw a girl wearing a beautiful dress with kittens and wanted to ask her where did she buy it. Or that time I saw a girl with orange hair that was perfect. Or that time I saw a boy wearing a pink pants and a red t-shirt and it looked great and not gay at all. Or that time I heard a street musician playing one of my favourite songs... Or that time...

These kind of thoughts always stay in my mind, but if I shared them with the persons whom they concern, who knows, maybe it will brighten their day. Like that comment did a little something to me. But I guess it's just safer to have my earphones in my ears and share these things here...

two things I loved yesterday late at night

1.


2. Beginners

do you know them?

The strangest thing happend today. I walked into my room and there were some crazy ponies (or horses, I'm not sure) running around. I guess they were demented. So quicky I grabbed my camera and took some photos of them.

Aw.

she is my girl crush

I love the style of Jane Birkin's character in Je t'aime moi non plus. It's simple but cool and a little mannish.

Guilty pleasures

french fries

making out with so cute boys (sometimes it's guilty pleasure, most of the time it's just a pleasure)

beer (only because my belly gets bigger, and i have to pee every ten seconds)

talking with and about my cats like they are my best friends (but i love them so so much!)

the sims (1&2&3)

sex and the city (could this list be without it?)

gossip girl (although lately it kinda sucks)

tumblring and flickiring because i'm obsessed with nice photos (i have thousand of folders on my computer classified by photographer's name)

bitting my nails

making random list of things i've done, things to do, things not to do…

watching shitty (chick flicks) movies because i don't have to think

eating ketchup (i squeeze it on my finger and then i lick it – it's discusting)

gilda mental note

and i think to myself, what a bullshit day....

Since today is, as you all know, Valentine's day and my name day (does this exists in the rest of the world or only in my country?) I was hoping to get some present, precisely, I was hoping to get some candy, chocholates, money, etc. Yes, I am a materialist. No, I'm not ashamed of it. But... I got a big fat nothing. Nada. Zero.
Oh, wait, I'm lying. My grandma gave me 10$. And a broke person like me is very grateful for that. Now I don't have to worry whether I will have enough money for alcohol on saturday. A misanothrope like me needs some booze to survive saturdays out in the town with a lot of people.

Photo by William Eggleston, I think.