Exploring Bucharest

This blog entry is LONG overdue. And I mean, 1 year overdue! wow! So, everything you’ll see here was recorded in 2016, but I never got around to do anything with all this material. Today is a good day to show you all that I gathered.

I like looking at old buildings and imagine their history – what did they look like when they were new, what did people think of them, the lives of those that lived in them as well as what did they think of the construction they called “home.”

Some buildings are nicer than others, but I rarely discriminate – I’m usually able to see beauty in the weirdest places and forms. All the images are from Bucharest, but you won’t see them in any travel guide as they’re generally from residential areas. The video will show you both sides of the river splitting  the city in half and was recorded in early spring – March, and then a few weeks or a month later.

The next few houses cannot usually be seen by tourists. Well, I forgot where exactly they are located, sorry.

I know where this one is. On a very quiet street, uptown, in a very posh and expensive area. The street has 2 lanes, one for each direction. In my opinion, the picture doesn’t make it justice, or maybe my memory is bad. The roof covers the sides, like a mountain house. I remember it was love at first sight when I laid my eyes on it the first time around.

The next one must have looked really good at first. I really like that patio in the “tower” – it must be my favorite feature of this house.

I wonder if anyone bought this next house. It looks really bad, but I see a lot of beautifying potential in it. Since [I’m pretty sure] it was on a quiet street, the possibilities are quite many for it.

Next, is an old and rather ugly apartment building. I believe its facade was redone, but it simply is not as impressive in my eyes. I forgot why I took a picture of it – perhaps the creepiness factor was what drove me to it. Maybe it looks better in real life? Anyways, you can easily see this one downtown as it is on one of the main street tourists are taken on a double-decked bus.

I also like mosaics. The one with blue tiles can be seen downtown in Unirii Square, in one of the fountains. I’m not sure if all the fountains have the same mosaic design, because I never really paid close attention. Perhaps they’re just similar? The brownish one was the floor of a shop uptown, in an old building. That’s all I remember.

And if you made it this far, maybe you want to take a short bus ride with me? Tourists don’t really get to see this scenery.

You should let me know if you want more posts like this one. I still have some unpublished pictures.

Until next time, stay safe!

[ps: i just started learning Chinese, so please don’t be too harsh on me]


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bullet journaling and cleaning

If you know me, you know I dislike cleaning the most. However, it’s not something I can escape. Nobody can escape it. To make myself stick to a good cleaning routine I decided to use a bullet journal. It seems like it is a good way to keep people organized and productive. I only just started it now in June simply because I just learned about it.

I tried once in the past year, but I failed at following it. I hope to be more successful this time. The main weekly tasks are cleaning on Wednesdays and Thursdays. I started with Thursday’s task, the stove: it needs a single day, because reasons, see below:

Has your stove ever been this dirty? No? How did you do it? I won’t lie, I’m envious because I never liked cleaning and on top of that, I wasn’t good at maintaining the place clean either I really have no idea how people do it. But now, thanks to my bullet journal I hope to become one of those people.

The first thing I did regarding this mess, was to grab an old knife and start scratching like a scratch card while the stove was cold and dry. The mess is some cream soup that boiled over so my approach worked really well. It was gone in less than 10 minutes and it also worked on the greasy parts – at least some of them. After 20 or 30 minutes of working on it, it looked like this:

Since I’m not as healthy as I used to be, I had to take breaks from time to time. I can’t know for sure how long it took me to clean it to this state, seen below. Maybe a grand total of 2 hours? 2 hours and a half?

Clearly, next week, my pretty stove will not be as dirty, and it will be much more easy [and fast] to clean.

Let’s see some pics – from before and after, for a better understanding:

I do want to mention the cleaning products I used as well, because the end result was not possible with just scrubbing. I used:

  • a piece of old towel,
  • Axion the grease stripper
  • Triumf for stoves and ovens [a Romanian cleaning products brand] – this think strips grease like crazy! and you need to wear gloves when using it, as well as a face mask.

 

So, what is the point of this entry?

I really don’t know. I guess, i just want to tell people that even the most difficult tasks can be taken care of, even if at a slower pace. And that if you need something to keep you motivated, bullet journaling can be quite useful.


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March adventures: flowers, art, and recycling!

Because I don’t plan on posting everything I do on a daily basis, I’ll just update you with some highlights… from March. I skipped February because nothing special happened: I was just waiting for the snow to melt, the weather to become nicer, and my mood to improve. Because March just ended, I can talk all about what happened.

I haven’t talked about this yet, but I ordered some stuff from wish.com – I will write a review about this experience later on.  So in March, I received all the stuff – with one exception. Below you can see the items I did receive:

Then, somehow spring came, and we were surrounded by trees in bloom! and not only. I really like early spring flowers, much more than those of later spring and so on. The early spring flowers are so fragile and pretty, almost like life itself. No wonder Japanese people have a cherry blossom viewing festival in April.

                             their scent is sweet but subtle. i love it!

 

 

                                                                                  the same type of tree, but not the same tree.

On a nice sunny day, we went to have some ice cream. It was really warm that day – some 22 degrees Celsius! we wore short sleeves even! this is amazing because i can’t recall any March till now to have been so warm! We had Italian ice cream [or gelato] and we selected different aromas. We got coffee, kiwi, something nutty … and i sadly forgot the other 2 flavors. I don’t even have pics of them 😦 the biscuit on top is extra and for free!

Then, at a certain moment my friend suggested we went to some galleries to see some art. said and done. except we only managed to see two of them. And one of these wasn’t even that impressive: it had only 6 or 8 pieces of art displayed. To their defense, it looked as i they were still arranging the place, but who knows – maybe this was on purpose?

Must point out the painting here were unsettling. The starry eyes made me think of the darkness many people try hard to hide. At the same time, I remembered reading somewhere that the human eyes contain something in them that can’t be counted: it’s more numerous than the stars in the universe. Should search again to see what that was.

The second gallery had more stuff to offer, and I even liked and kinda understood the artist’s view on things. This artist’s paintings had titles as well, and would go well in an office, or a house with an industrial, modern, futuristic, or minimalist look. This art would clash badly with classic, heavy furniture.

The second painting is called ‘information overload,’ i don’t have the name of the third painting. The last painting is called ‘anxiety amplifier’ and i can see why. I also don’t know the name of the paintings in the first image. I’m sorry about that.

This second gallery also has a boutique where you can buy various stuff: clothes, jewelry, paintings and wall decors, as well as some accessories for your home and games. Below are some examples of what you can purchase. If you’re ever in Bucharest, you can visit this gallery at the following address: C.A.ROSETTI NR. 2-4 street, sector 1.

                 this crown was heavy! were the kings wearing such heavy crowns?! maybe heavier?

I also got to see some cute art on a wall! you can’t really call it graffiti, or can you? as you can see it is really cute and i saw this on a wall next to a cafe, right before entering the first art gallery.

                                                                       a flower shop front

This month i tried to do some cleaning in my closet. I took some clothes I didn’t wear anymore at H&M and they gave me a 5 lei coupon discount for a future purchase of at least 40 lei – from the new collections. Apparently they reuse these clothes to make other stuff. The items I took there were not wearable anymore, and I didn’t want to just throw it away.

On other news, below you can learn what happens to me when I try to recycle other stuff, like papers, plastics, and what not.

This is all for now. See you again next week!


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Snowy January in Bucharest

It is March already, oops. wanted to post this at least in February, but if you read back my posts, you know why this didn’t happen.

So, December, as you might already know, was super cold. But we had no snow. Snow came in January..

I took this picture at night and the only edits I used was cropping and the writing on it. I can use the #nofilter hashtag too. That night we were watching a Korean horror movie. I must say the movie was pretty good. However, at a certain moment I was wondering why is there so much light, even though it was about 3 am.. The answer was rather shocking for me: it was snowing like crazy. The snowstorm continued for a day or two, I believe. In any case, this wasn’t the first snow of the year, but the first snow wasn’t as ferocious, so to say.

Here are some pictures I randomly found on my computer. They are taken last year, still in January. There isn’t much difference if you ask me.

I really wanted to build a snowman. this year. I never got around to. Somebody else build the one you see below. Too bad the wind blew its hat off, as you’d better see the mop as hair.  Like thi, we see the hairstyle is specific to the 1990s era (any Backstreet Boys fans out there?).

In any case, the snow didn’t last very long. The video below will show you what the snow looked like after a few days. The worst part was the ice that formed like magic, as if hoping we would fall and break our feet. Luckily this didn’t happen to anyone I know. I recorded the last part of the video at night, and it seems the light was worse than I thought.

  • [disclaimer] I didn’t record these videos after the same snowfall. We had about 3 in total, this year. I just edited them in the same video to make it easier on myself. I also don’t remember which of my smartphones I used to record.

  • I recorded this video in January 2016. I always wanted to post it on my blog, but I don’t think I did. In any case, this is what it looks like to walk in snow, in Bucharest. because the mayor of the city doesn’t care to send people in the streets to remove the snow.

At a certain moment in January [of this year], me and my friend were walking downtown. I forgot why I decided to do that. Perhaps I just felt the need to move, to feel more active. In any case at a certain moment we came across this stand with bikes for rent.  I didn’t go too close to have a better look, to see how the system works, however I thought it was pretty neat to have this in Bucharest. You can also see the snow, and the lights from the bike stand and bikes themselves looked quite nice as well.

On a different evening, I asked my friend to go out somewhere. We went in the Old Town area – it’s filled with cafés, restaurants, and bars. I have no idea how we stumbled across a sorta steampunk looking café, that seemed to want to take us back in time.

Sadly, the lights weren’t too good, and we couldn’t take much or better pictures. I had a hot tea and my friend had a café latte. Or this is what I remember it being. We weren’t impressed much with the drinks, but we promised we would go again. We have yet to go again. I believe the owner of the place was the bartender there (for now at least).

December adventures in Bucharest -updated-

You probably wondered what I have been up to during my long absence.. Or not. If you do, I’ll present you with the short version. It’s not like I’ve been able to do much anyways.
First off, unlike most of the previous years, this time around we managed to get a Christmas tree. It was a small potted one because we felt bad to bring in a big one that was cut. plus it would have been troublesome and we have cats too.
our small X-mas tree

our small X-mas tree

Among the many things that happened, there were some fun moments too. For starters, we went to a well known Christmas Market before New Years. The Market opens every Christmas for about a week before Christmas, and this year we actually went there too early – the Market preparations were still underway and the place was sorta deserted. Except for the workers, of course, who were suffering the cold to make the place pleasant for the future visitors. Next, you can see a snapshot video of another Christmas market .. at closing time.

The second time we went we were more lucky, and we got to see most of the attractions we were there for. During this period farmers from all corners of the country bring local products, which include a big variety of cold meats and cheese. Along with that we also saw some of the popular Spanish Churros, fish and chips booths, as well as pretzels shops. Almost each seller also offered mulled wine of different flavors at a price for about $2 euro a cup. Me and my friend got to take the cup home with us, which was a cool freebie.

The weather was terribly cold, below 0 C but that didn’t stop us from enjoying the show for about 20 minutes (we didn’t last for longer haha). In the meanwhile we decided to get some fish and chips and enjoy the hot food and mulled wine… along with a “freebie” cup that stays filled with Pepsi these days. “freebie” because the price for the mulled wine was double.

freebie cup

freebie cup

A stage was placed in the center of the Market where a traditional performance was taking place. This is a popular Romanian celebration that happens every New Years Eve. Called ”capra” or ”ursul”, which literally means ”the goat” and ”the bear,” respectively. The event features people dressed in bear and goat outfits dancing around and putting up a show. We even saw a ”baby bear” this year! The “baby bear” was just a kid dressed in a bear costume, but he was really adorable! See below a bit of footage from the Bear Dance performance:

People don’t only put on the outfits for this festival, but also walk around the street beating the drums and singing for days before the New Year. A few groups came downstairs on our street and almost stopped the traffic while they were performing haha.

What we really went there for wasn’t available – some Hungarian treats called Kurtos Kalacs which are amazing!! These sweet rolls are topped with all sort of nuts, sugar, cinnamon, and even chocolate. Last year we waited in a huge line just to get 2 of these, but this year none of the sellers were there. Such a pity! 😦

After we finally had enough of the cold weather we headed over to Second Cup – a Canadian coffee chain for some coffee. We got there about 20 minutes before they closed so I guess that was totally lucky.

P.S. I’m thinking of starting a Vlogging videos on my channel soon too for more (hopefully cool) facts about this city but also my journey through…life.

LISTEN TO YOUR FRIENDS TOO

My life has been chaotic the past few months. This is why I haven’t updated this blog in such a long time.

Let’s just say I had a full time job with a weird working schedule.. it got me exhausted. both mentally and physically. The worst part is that even my cats suffered because of this job. One of them gained a lot of weight even though he didn’t eat more than before. [or this is what I think.]

However, talking about this job is not why I’m here, but to mention that I did have friends that saw the effects of this job on me, and they got worried. They told me to quit it or else.. [I will get ill or regret it later..]

Did I listen? NO! of course not! Why would I listen to my friends? Do they care about me, or are worried about me, or even know my needs or desires? Given that they’re my friends, the answer should be “yes” for most, if not all the above questions, right?

It turns out they were right.. the job was bad for my body…and mind. Or at least the effort needed to perform the tasks on the job and the long hours were too tiring.

friendship-day

Image found here

For instance, I had no physical power and no mental energy to deal with or to think about cooking or even cleaning the house. I could only shower, eat a bit, sleep, and wash a couple of dishes [by hand] … and that was it. every. single. day. I also didn’t manage to get enough sleep either, for some reason or another. Seeing my friends or even close family members was also out of the question: I was too tired in my days off to have visitors or to pay visits to people.

I was leaving home at about 1pm and return at about 1am.. daily. With the exception when I had to be there at 7am and still return at 1am for 2 days in a row.. Good luck with that, superman-me! I did it a few times, until my body was too tired to hear the alarm and wake up at the time I had to be leaving out the door.

So, what did I do in the end? I finally quit this soul-sucking job only to realize just how tired I really was.. just like my friends predicted [or already saw].

friendship-whatsapp-status-quotes

Picture found here

My advice for everyone reading this entry is to just listen to your friends, or whoever else you have near you and cares about you when or if you are in a similar situation. Listening to them might just save you from a trip to the hospital, from a situation in which you realize you’re completely alone because you prioritized the wrong thing, or even from the day you realize you live in a pig’s house instead of a house for humans because you had no time or energy to vacuum.

Thoughts in a cafe

How blessed are we to be healthy and ‘normal?’ How many times are thankful for these blessings?
How many times are we thinking about those with special needs, about those who are labeled as ‘normal?’

Let me tell you: not enough, or never at all.

Tonight I’m at this café/restaurant place right next to my apartment building. At the next table there are 3 girls, enjoying their drinks.
But there is something wrong, very wrong with this picture: only 2 of them are talking and having fun.
The 3rd one is just staring, obviously bored. But … this is not what’s wrong with the picture.. Her outfit and appearance is a clear sign she doesn’t really belong here … that she is not ‘fully normal.’
She suffers from the Down syndrome. This syndrome makes everyone suffering from it look nearly the same.

At first, not seeing her face, I was wondering what is she doing here, as she clearly doesn’t belong.. She must have come with one of the other 2 girls.

The 2 girls seem cheerful, talking about their …. whatever they speak about. The 3rd girl doesn’t only look bored, but she also seems as if she wants to be part of the conversation. But she’s being ignored by her companions.

Am I judging them? you bet I am. it is 11.30 pm, and 2 girls brought with them a person who they completely ignore. The 2 girls are drinking beer, but the Down girl is drinking Pepsi Light. Do I find this fair? not at all.

This whole scene made me realize I’m never truly thankful for what I have – be it material or not. and since I’m never truly grateful, there must be others that are the same as me.

I’m never thankful enough for my health. I’m never thankful enough for the roof over my head, for the clothes covering my body, for the food on my table, for the fact that when I go out with someone I’m not completely ignored and forgotten.

I feel bad for the girl has a disability Down syndrome because she’s being ignored and left out of the conversation. Because this syndrome makes others label her as ‘not normal’ or ‘ill.’ And there is nothing i can do for her nor for others in her situation.

The only thing i can do is write my thoughts here, for you to read. And then, i can only hope that next time you see someone having less stuff than you do, you’re going to be grateful for what you have. You could then point this out to those around you as well. Don’t judge them as you don’t know their stories. Further more, if everyone was equally healthy/ill or rich/poor, we wouldn’t have these notions anymore, and perhaps another type of chaos would arise.

You may not be able to help those with less things than you, but maybe someone else can. This is still a form of showing love and compassion. It’s still a form of helping, after all.

“thank you visitor for reading./Thank you god for everything you’ve given me – good and bad, because I grew into a better and stronger me” [or at least I hope so].


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How I lost weight

It seems that talking about a person’s weight turned into a taboo subject as it always ends up in a ‘body shaming’ topic. It seems everyone likes to point how the others are worse looking … but they forget to look into their conscience mirror to see how ugly their thinking is.

I’m not here to promote any secret magical diet given to me by Fairies. Sorry 😦 It’s not because I don’t want to share, but because I have yet to meet said Fairies. I also don’t want to tell you “You absolutely MUST lose weight” because in the end, it is your life and your body and you have the right to control them as you think it’s fit.

That being said, in a much earlier post I promised I would tell you more about how I managed to lose some weight. I never got around to do it.. until now.

Why did you want to lose weight?

The reasons for which I wanted to lose weight are simple: I couldn’t fit into my pants anymore and I didn’t want to go shopping for others as I really liked what I owned. I always bought larger shirts, so that wasn’t an issue. Just my pants.

So, what did you do to lose weight?

Let’s make a few things clear, shall we?

  1. I dislike working out – especially running or jogging.
  2. I’m trying hard to use my common sense.
  3. My common sense tells me that most “losing weight diets” don’t give long lasting results.

The first thing I did was analyzing my diet AKA what was I eating and when. I discovered:

  • I would eat the most in the evening and then I would go to sleep.
  • I also found out I was eating a lot of bread and not enough fruits and vegetables.
  • My eating pattern wasn’t  ‘regular’ – I never ate at the same hours.

When I realized a few of the things I was ‘doing wrong,’ I decided it was time to change all that. I never tried to follow this or that “losing weight recipe,” but I did try to see a common pattern in them and follow that instead.

I cut down on bread to the point of not eating any at all with any of my meals. I was left still hungry at first. Then, an idea occurred to me: what if I ate SLOWER by chewing my food more? and what if I drank more water?

This actually worked! I would chew more, and therefore I got the impression I was fuller! There is science behind this, so feel free to go search it yourself to convince yourself. I also started to eat more vegetables and white meat [just chicken, though I like fish too].

Not eating in the evening was the most difficult part though. I went and drank water every time I felt hungry. I started hating the water 😦 However, in the end, not eating in the evening started to feel OK, even normal…?

Another change I made was paying attention to how much I ate, AKA the size of my portions. Eating smaller portions means less ingested calories as well.

Did these changes do anything?

You mean, if I saw any positive results? Yes, I did. Or I wouldn’t have written this.

I do have to mention the results weren’t fast, like say in 1 week, but maybe more like a month? One month is the earliest I started to see a difference.

You should know that this “common sense diet” is actually a change in lifestyle. It doesn’t make one obsessed with counting calories, though doing that would help in faster results. I wouldn’t recommend it though. This “diet” doesn’t force one say “oh, I can’t have cake because I’m dieting,” because you can eat anything you want, just not too much.

Do you have any further tips?

Seriously? Wasn’t this enough?

Well, if you insist, the last piece of advice I have for you is to look for those diets doctors insist diabetic people follow. They are specially designed to keep diabetes and weight in check, and why wouldn’t they help other people as well?

If you like working out, you will also see faster results and your body will tone up as well.

I hope you find some of these tips helpful.


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Thoughts on being a good person

Hello world.

Today’s topic is something we all should think about. Today’s topic is one of the reasons I started writing this blog. I’m not a good person, or better said, I’m not as good as I would like to be. However, this is something that defines “being a human, ” isn’t it?

But, what does “good person” mean?

“Good person” means anything you want it to mean. It can be a person with a kind heart who cares about the pain other people feel. It can be someone who simply wants to help everyone in need, be it a person, animal, plant, cause, insect, alien… you get the point.

A “good person” can be someone who wants to be the best at doing something: their job, a hobby, at school..

Can I be or become a good person?

This sounds like a really silly question. Of course you can be! Anyone can become a good individual if they so want. How to become a better person is a topic better discussed in a different entry though.


Back to the current subject, now.

What I noticed is that many people are mean these days. And with each passing day they become more and more mean. I wonder why is this happening.. It can’t be terrorism. Or not just that.

I think it’s because people take for granted way too many things these days, and each of them has the impression they rule the Universe when it’s the Universe ruling us. You don’t believe me? Just think about the force of gravity that keeps us on Earth, on the ground, or just think about who gives birth: the Universe decided only women can give birth. If these 2 examples are not proof that the Universe rules us, I don’t know what they are then.

Sadly, everywhere I go I see someone bearing hate feelings towards another. I see hate speech, hateful behavior, and a general lack of respect. All of these are proof that people are not “good.” A good person wouldn’t do all the above.

Ironically, there is a whole group of people that recently emerged. This group of individuals put up an image of “promoting love, kindness, and consideration towards others,” …. but by preaching. Preaching is not “being a good person either.” Preaching is trying to give the impression the person is loftier than the rest, but they actually aren’t because they still use a hateful speech when addressing others. This aspect is easily seen online when people discuss a controversial subject.

Trying to think of alternative ways of saying something can make you a better person. Walking away from a conflict can be a sign of a wiser or better person, and not sign of weakness. Announcing you’re walking away from the conflict doesn’t make you a better person though: you have to simply walk away and forget about it.


Am I good or better person by saying all of the above? No. What I’m saying here is something I may be doing wrong and I hope to help the readers to avoid making the same mistakes and choose to be better. 


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Waking Up Early IS Possible!

What’s up guys?

This entry is not motivational, or at least that’s not my current intention. What I want to talk about is what I noticed that changed since I started waking up early.

βΑ¢ΚŠτØℜϒ  – that should read backstory, in case you can’t see the characters-

I work as a freelance writer for 5 and a half years now. Like most writers and freelancers I discovered that I’m more inspired to write at night – not to mention that my days were also filled with other activities and chores.

This meant I would end up going to bed really and I mean REALLY late. Think of 1 am which slowly and steady reached 3 and 4 am, sometimes even 6 or 7 am, just to finish a task.

I need to sleep at least 8 hours every night, so I would wake up not earlier than 10 am. During 2015 I would wake up at 1 pm or even 2 pm at times, even if I was asleep at 4 am.  This wasn’t good for me … mentally.

tip: ƒ¡ηР¡ηšΡ¡ℜα†¡Øη! – that reads “find inspiration!”

I also was [and still am] watching the videos posted by Grace about her daily life in Japan. I watched them and I started feeling ashamed of myself.

I’m not saying she leads a perfect life, but in my opinion hers seems more put together than mine. She’s also a blogger and a freelancer, so I kinda started looking up to her.

I guess her videos started to inspire and motivate me [if just a little bit] to want to be more proactive in taking control of my life. But the first step was to control my sleeping pattern.

I needed a change. And the change came.

†Η€ ¢Ηαηg€ – that reads “the change”

I decided I should search for a 9-to-5 job to make sure I earn more money – I really want to buy a house [=house around here means apartment, and translated to a place that I could call “my own”].

This type of job means I would have to wake up earlier than what I was used to in the past few years. MUCH EARLIER. Of course, that is easier said than done. And it also meant I would have to go to bed earlier as well.

I forgot how I started doing it, but I did. I most likely started to set the alarm to ring throughout the morning and to make an effort to get up from the bed each time – I would go use the toilet or drink some water. It did took a lot of will power, but it had to be done. But then I would go back to sleep and repeat till 1 or 2 in the afternoon, every 2 hours.

TIP:  If you want to make sure you get up at a certain hour, place the alarm across the room: you’ll be forced to get up from the bed to stop it. 

While I did manage to start adjusting to being waken up throughout the morning, I still wouldn’t manage to be in bed earlier.

However, the “secret” was to remain awake at an earlier hour: say, 9 or 10 am. In the evening, the body would be too tired to be able to still stay awake till wee hours. I managed to do that and it started working. My sleeping pattern started to slowly improve.

In the end I did find a job and I was forced to wake up at 6 am. It was still way early for me. That job wasn’t meant to be, but I did learn some stuff, so it wasn’t a complete waste of time. Plus I got paid too, so I can’t complain too much – plus I’m trying to be positive here 😉 .

†Η€ ρℜ€š€η† – that reads “the present”

Currently I wake up at 8 am, though the alarm is set for 7:51 am, no exceptions allowed. This means that even on Saturdays and Sundays I continue waking up at the same hour. I go to bed at midnight sharp and I get enough sleep.

Of course, I was forced to go to bed later than midnight, however I still insisted in waking up at 8. I only lingered in bed till 9 for two days [one of them being today] and I’m not happy about it.

I do consider that sometimes is OK to wake up a bit later, especially if there is nothing waiting to be done on the spot. I just need to make sure this doesn’t slowly revert to my old habits.


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