The months of May, June, and July have been a whirlwind. And not in the enjoyable sense of the word, unfortunately.
Well, maybe not the whole time.
I have been super busy with school work to come here and rant about life, but as things seem to be a little bit more tranquil now I've decided that I want to come back to this blog as much as possible. Because I love writing, it's my escape. And even though I don't have the greatest photography skills or the best camera, I love taking snapshots of the daily things that make me happy, and I want to share that with whoever is willing to listen, or more like, read what I have to say.
The most exciting thing that has happened in these couple of months is that my wonderful sister gifted me with a trip to Münich. Knowing how much I love traveling, and knowing how much I love Europe (seriously, is a burning, hot-flaring love that I profess to this ass-old continent) I know I'm going to enjoy every single second of this trip. If I like Münich, maybe I'll tie myself to some rock and never come back (to quote Cristina, who's going on a road-trip to west EEUU in September and said the same thing to me. The need we both feel for escaping this tiny comfortable city is incredible).
I've already read the whole travel guide you can see in the photograph, and I'm so excited about visiting all of those places, about seeing both the Neuschwanstein and Linderhof Castles (me?! In a castle?! Call the police, I'm going to scream from the excitement as soon as I step foot on the place, and I'm not going to stop for days on end), and about drinking bavarian beer in bavarian Bierhauses. I'm so excited I'm going to claw out of my own skin. Gross, I know, but not far from the truth.
I'm planning on taking my bullet journal and daily journal with me, to fill them with my thoughts and impressions on the city. As soon as I come home, I'll make an entire recap of our travel, with photographs and tickets and all of those bits of paraphernalia that only have sentimental value and that will probably fade with time, but that will help my memory not to fade at all.
I love having things to look forward to. This academic year hasn't seen my best performance, and I have to retake some subjects' exams in September. But I don't mind having a bit of a rough summer while everyone else is enjoying themselves if I have something to look forward to. It may seem like I'm not living the present moment and all of that cheap existential shit, but when your summer days (especially if you don't like summer *gasp* as it is when you don't have any obligations and can spend your whole time lying on the couch) are filled with studying, being excited for things such as the following ones, make spending hours with your thighs plastered to a plastic chair seem a bit less dire.
- A trip to Münich or
- a visit to a brand new Harry Potter themed pub (there'll be a post as soon as we actually go! but CAN YOU BELIEVE IT, A HARRY POTTER THEMED PUB. IN MY CITY. *screech*) or
- a new novel writing course that I'm going to take up in September, as frightening as it is
- or for going to the cinema to watch those movies I've been waiting to watch (damn it, Finding Dory and Independence Day were so good) and waiting for August to bring the new Star Trek movie to the theatres (*excited whale sounds*) or even for
- a walk with your dog in which you are alone with Taylor Swift songs blasting through your earphones and not allowing yourself to listen to your own self-deprecating thoughts or
- for cloudy days that may end up in rain or for
- afternoons spent with your best friend in your favourite tea shop talking about anything and everything important in life and eating way too many crepes.
I thrive for those moments. They make my life a little bit happier, and they make me realize that all the bad things shall end one day, but until that day comes, I'm going to enjoy every single bit of good that comes my way, and I'm going to make as much good as possible for the people I love, and the people around me, because they always make me happy just by existing.
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