After almost 3 months, I finally miss my home; my room, my bed, my car, my family (especially), friends, miss the hugs before bed-time, the laughs, the long quality talk, everything. It feels like I have to simmer down for a minute and realise that I won't enjoy those stuff for three years, and I don't think after three years I can still enjoy those. Things must have changed a lot in three years, and I don't want to be the person I was, I want to be better in many positive ways. And like it always has, I think God made the right decision by making me a human so that I could think about what matters and what doesn't, what is worth it and what is useless, I know exactly that I will miss this place so much once I get back to my home, so I try to enjoy my time here more, it's a good place to live though, people are nice (besides the guys, they can be so annoying most of the times, so I go with the girls, even though I don't know them much, but I got plenty of close friends here and they're really nice, so I'm pretty much cool with it).
So last Saturday night, December 21st 2013, I decided to have a Saturday-night-dinner-date. None loves to eat alone, you always need a company to be fat, why would you be fat alone anyway? And since none of us knew any other good place to eat, we just went to the nearest pizza cafe (see, more reasons to miss my hometown; I know a lot of good place to eat back then). I wasn't really hungry, cause I ate a huge amounts of calories from a cake I bought before, it was really sweet but I like the one I bought a couple of days before better, but well you still need to try everything to know which one is best though, so doesn't matter. I hadn't eaten anything the whole day, cause I prepared my stomach for that night, I prepared myself to eat a lot. The thing is, I get hungry all the time but when it's time for me to eat, I couldn't eat as much as I wanted before, I got full so easily, which was a good thing sometimes but not exactly what I wanted. So I need to prepare myself, starve myself so I can eat more, I did and succeeded. Way to go Astrina!
It was probably too much for dinner and the fact that we still have to walk to get home in a cold December in Russia sounds a little bit too much for me to handle. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with walking, I enjoy walking here, but not with a stomach full of pizza and cakes, at 9 pm.
I know it sounds like a simple night. You may say that I'm exaggerating here, but I love my Saturday-dinner-date-night. Maybe I read too many books, I watched to many dramas, too many articles, but all of those told me to be happy in the simplest kind of ways, and I do love my simple way to make myself happy. Like none knows yourself better than yourself, so that means you're the first person on earth who can make yourself happy cause you know what you want and what to do with it. I forgot where did I get this line, but I remember it says "when you feel like you're having a rough day, just do whatever you want that makes you happy, as long as it's a good thing and doesn't hurt other people, you're free to do it. But make sure it's a good thing and you won't hurt others, cause what's the meaning of your own happiness if others are hurt because of you?" And of course, it'll be better if I can be happy together.
The thing is; I miss being happy together, but sometimes people just can't see that the one thing or the one person that can makes us happy is actually sitting right in front of us.
So stay happy Astrina, you know happiness lies within the universe.