No, honestly, how many times I will have to apologise for being lazy? Sorry ;/
Anyway. Hi.
I was walking a lot today. Like, a lot lot, because I had some errands to run for my friend. But that doesn't matter. I was walking alone, earphones in my ears, listening to Arctic Monkeys, Panic at the Disco, Fall out Boys, Twenty one Pilots and so on, you know, my jams. And then that one annoying thought got into my head. I started thinking about my Mum. I mean, I love thinking about Her, She's my Idol and stuff, but I get emotional so easily when I think about Her. And I was walking through Victoria's park, I was looking around and I saw families playing together, just spending quality time. I've started thinking if my Mum would go with me to the park and do this. Whether She'd like Leicester or not. Then I saw a couple walking together and I've started thinking if She'd like a guy (ok, there are two atm, but whatevs, we'll get to that later) I have a crush on. I wondered so many things that I'm not sure about. Like, I knew Her well, but I still couldn't be sure if I was right. And knowing that I'll never be able to find it out made me really sad. On top of that, when my friend was visiting, he bought a butter named "Bertolli" and I know it wasn't intentional because I doubt he knows my Mum's name but now every time I look at the package, all I see is the beginning of my Mum's name. For those who don't know Her name is (was?) Berta, so I guess you can see the similarity. Or at least my brain can. So, yeah, I spent my walks thinking if She'd visit me here. Or if She'd still be here, if I would be where I am now. I know, I'm stupid for thinking about this, because it always, freaking always, makes me sad, but I can't help it.
But let's not talk about it anymore, ok? I've just bought a book. I bought the first book of Harry Potter series and I'm so glad I did it. Now I'll have the chance to actually read it in English and I can't wait to start. I would have started already, but yesterday while I was 'working' there were no customers, so I just sat down and read another book I had with me (I kind of had a feeling it won't be busy, I don't carry random books around with me). But I'm so glad, it didn't cost much, so it made me even more excited. I'm kind of afraid I'm gonna finish it in a day or so and I'm gonna need to find the second one. I know one of my friends have all of them, but I can't be bothered to ask her and then wait until she's here to get it. And I know I have all seven books back in Lithuania, but I really want to have them in English language as well. Yeah, I love those books that much.
I also got an email that I should pay 670 this month to be able to move in on the first of August. I mean, I have two jobs now, but they don't exactly pay A LOT. Like, I make 100+ a week from both of them, so in three weeks that's a bit complex. But hey, I'll manage, right? I always do. Somehow.
I don't remember whether I told you guys about my jobs yet. I think I told you about my waitress's job, right? Or maybe I didn't. I don't remember doing it and I'm too lazy to check it. Anyway, it's awesome. It's a small restaurant, like 12 tables in total, so it's really easy to manage. It's never really really busy, so I have time to do everything slowly, without getting tired. All tips are mine, so that's nice, tho you need to have customers for that, haha. I got a table the other day who left 20 pounds as tips. That's literally how much I get paid for my day at the restaurant (since I work around 4 hours a day). It was a good day. The manager is really nice too. I have no idea what else I can say about this place, so I'm just gonna move on to my other job.
So the other one is bartending at the XY club. I literally sent my CV without even thinking, like, I saw it and had nothing better to do and I was so surprised when they actually replied saying I should come over and start. Like, you guys know, I have NO IDEA how to manage a bar, pour drinks or even work in a bar (sorry - club). But yeah, I came in and I loved it. The music, the drunk people (when you're sober, it's freaking hilarious), the pace, everything. Even if I do have difficulties with drinks or understanding what someone wants, I always have people around me to help me out. It's amazing, seriously. And it pays well, tho it's just like 2 days(nights) in a week, so it's like an add-on to what I get in the restaurant. I feel like my wardrobe should have more dark clothes now since at both places they asked me to wear black. I'll need to do some washing up haha.
Ok, now, let's get to the interesting part, I know how interesting it is to read about other people's love life. Even if I refuse to admit I could love anyone ever. I have crushes, ok? That's it. I can't remember whether I told you or not about my friend staying over. I barely saw him with my busy schedule and sleep pattern, but it was quite interesting to share my single bed with someone for three days. But that's not what I want to talk about, actually. Around that time, I remember, telling you about the cute guy I met on Tinder. Like, our first date was just walking around Leicester in the rain which was absolutely amazing. Then the second time, he took me to a park in the countryside and we spend another amazing day together. I have to admit, I really wanted to hold his hand and kiss him all the time, but you know sober me - I'm too shy to do anything and probably so was he. Or maybe he was uncomfortable by all the people around us. To be honest, that's exactly the reason. We were texting each other on Sunday evening. Now, before that, I should mention, I saw how he tried to persuade me to get him to my apartment but you know me, I don't trust anyone in my room whom I don't know too well. Anyway, I ignored it and hoped he got the hint. Obviously, he didn't. So on that Sunday evening we were planning to meet on Monday and I offered to visit some museums and stuff but he said he's too tired to walk and stuff like that and basically he just wanted to stay in. Long story short, sex topic came up. We were snapchatting the other day and he misunderstood my saying I'd love to cuddle with someone and ah, so disappointing. He actually thought I'd love to have sex with him even tho I told him before that it's kind of a big deal for me. I actually got a bit angry because I obviously know guys and sex things, but he seemed way too nice to be that way. So, yeah, after texting for a bit, I went to sleep. And after that, we haven't talked. It's Wednesday now, so it's three days. I really really wanted to text him, but I just didn't know what. And I don't think I should, because obviously we want different things. I mean, I like him, I can't lie, but hey, shit happens, right?
Anyway, apparently I have a hay fever. Or maybe a flu, their symptoms are really similar. But my nose literally annoys the fuck out of me. My aunties sent me a bottle of like, really strong medicine for my nose (when they sent the package for my birthday, not now) and it was supposed to help out with like a few drops. In a week I used half of the bottle and it still hasn't stopped. So maybe it is hay fever. I was walking through parks today and they were cutting the grass and I couldn't stop sneezing and my nose kept making strange sounds. I've never ever in my life had hay fever before, but apparently it can appear any time. Fun, right?
ok, I can't be bothered to write anymore, I'm just so lazy and I wanna get back to the youtube and watch BuzzFeed videos until it's time for me to go to work.
Love you guys so much xx
thank you 'englishloveaffairgivesmehope' for this gif ;3
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