Baby Birthdays
This weekend I had the privilege of attending the first birthday of my friend's little girl. Well, it's not really MY friend, it's a friend of my cousin, but we used to spend some summers together when we were kids, so let's say we know each other...
So anyway, I came for a visit to my cousin's place and unexpectedly ended up celebrating 1st birthday of little Ivona. I started thinking about when was the last time I attended a kid's birthday, any kid's, and I couldn't remember...
It's so weird, when I was a kid, attending primary school and high school, I used to love kids, I was babysitting for our neighbour and was tutoring some kids in English; I was even planning to have a huge family when I grow up and get married - minimum 4 kids... Today things have changed - it's like my patience for kids is becoming less and less with every year that goes by. There were 7 or 8 other kids on that birthday party, different ages, and when they started running around the yard and screaming I felt like screaming myself and making them all shut up. I've really learned to admire people who have families, especially large ones, I mean, it takes a huge amount of energy to deal with kids 24/7. I don't know if these kids today are indeed more vivacious than we were when I was a kid, or I just don't remember how things were back then? Hm... And to think, in my family more and more cousins from my line are having kids, it's like a regular family baby-boom. Not to mention some of my friends who went to primary school or high school with me are also married and on the way of or already having kids... In a year or two, we will be having a couple of kids' birthdays in my family as well and then - there's no escaping it...
It's a strange concept to grasp, I can't picture myself having a husband and a baby now, or even in the near future... Maybe I am just turning into one of those heavy feminist career women who love their independence, as it allows them to do as they please without having to justify their actions to anybody... As appealing as it sounds, maybe being so independent also isn't a very good option. As a great friend of mine was trying to reason with me a month or so ago - everybody needs someone in their life to share good and bad times with, joys and sorrows, and, as he so victoriously put it - sex. I was arguing that in life you can only rely on yourself to get what you need/want, but lately some of the stuff he said is making more and more sense... I think I need to think about the facts of life some more and see what it is exactly I want out of my life.
Well anyway, when I find out what I really want from my life, I'm sure things will fall into place themselves. If not - I'll just have to work a bit harder.
Wackos in action - Episode 1
One warm July evening the wackos and me went down to Omis, which is a small town about 45 minutes drive from Split, hoping one of the clubs there would be working and we'd actually get to spend some time with OTHER people DANCING, but, of course, NOOOOOOOO! That was not to be...
As we were coming back, there was a traffic accident on the road which we'd taken – two cars driving in opposite directions had colided – so the road was completely blocked. We got out of the car to see what's going on. Fortunately no one was killed, which was quite amazing since both cars were completely smashed, small pieces of both windshields were scattered all over the road, one car broke the safety fence on the side of the road towards the sea and the back part of that car behind the two back wheels was completely gone! As you can imagine, there were tons of people around, bewildered, and the police and the ambulance were swamped with work. Then my dear wackos and I decided to take the small country roads in the mountain to get back to Split, since the only official road leading there along the coast was blocked.
It was when Ana reversed the car, started in the opposite direction and turned left into the mountain that we realized 4 other cars, including a van, were following our lead – obviously convinced we would take them back to Split. There would generally be no problems with the situation, except the fact that we had no damn idea which road we need to take in order to get back to Split and not to mention that the road in the mountain wasn't really a road – more like a moutain trail wide enough for a car to pass... So there we were driving along the mountain trail which was only going up and in the opposite direction from Split. This fact was a little worrying, but we thought, what the hell, let's explore a bit, it's not like we do it every day. Luckily, although it was already around 2am, the moon was shining bright and the mountain road was pretty well lit. And you would not believe the view from the mountain! Being at the altitude of about 1000 metres above the sea level, we could see all the islands in that part of the Adriatic like they were laid on the palms of our hands. It was amazing!
But to get back to the story, after about half an hour of driving up the mountain in the middle of nowhere, we came to a house which marked the end of the trail. A small path was leading from the house into the olive fields. As we managed to turn the car around, we came face to face with the other cars and everyone was pretty pissed at the fact they now had to turn their cars around, especially the driver of the van. LOL! I know it's not very nice, but suddenly the ludicrousness of the situation hit us and we started laughing our asses off in the car like lunatics. Fortunately for us, due to the mountain trail being very narrow, the people in other cars couldn't get out and express their own personal frustrations on us.
Coming back down the same trail, we came to a small church at the entrance to an old town which is now deserted and quite spooky in the middle of the night – all the houses have no windows or doors, everything is empty, quite like a ghost city. The fact that the mountain trail was now going downwards was quite comforting, especially combined with the fact that it was leading west, in the direction of Split. Now we could relax a little bit, but not for long, because in split second the slope of the road became very steep and the turns on the road were 180 degrees – with no security fence at the side of the road... On the mountain, at the altitude of 800 or 900 metres above sea level at 2am with the mountain going steeply down to the sea and with no security fence on the side of the road, trust me, it was really no fun sitting next to the driver, hoping and praying her brakes are in order and they won't break down... Needless to say, we were all holding our breaths until we finally came down to the main road and continued our way back to Split. After all the excitement that night we all fell asleep like babies and got a good night's rest. But this definitely was one of the most freaky experiences of my life. Too bad I don't have any photos to corroborate the story, but at the time we were kinda too busy holding our breaths and trying to think of how to get back home in one piece...
Meet the wackos... :)))
Well, my days on the island were short and sweet, but that doesn't mean one can't find stuff to do on the mainland as well... :-P
This is how the story goes...
Me and my great friends Sany and Olga (whom we like to call Ogla, just for fun ) met exactly 10 years ago, in Spetember, on the first day we entered high school. We kinda hooked up and now we still keep in touch, even 6 years after we have gone our separate ways to University – Ogla and me are studying in Zagreb and Sany stayed in Split. Obviously, she needed to find new people to hang out with at the uni, and that's where Ana comes into the picture. We are all pretty much at the same level of wackoism, so there was no problem with us hooking up and creating our own fun.
So again the summer came, me and Ogla went back home to get some proper rest before the exam period starts again in September and that's when the fun began... Hehehe... You know, one good thing about wacko people is that they're never bored – even when the place they're at has virtually 0 fun stuff and accessories.
Well, since Ana and Ogla have cars available every now and then, there was no problem for us to go even to places outside Split in search of proper fun. Any kind of organized fun was really difficult to find, which is really, really strange (if not laughable) in a place which is a well known touristic spot with over 380,000 tourists spending their vacation there, but still... I guess that's just how things are in this country... So anyway, most of our evening fun was either going to this small place on the beach with live music, having a couple of cocktails and enjoying the music OOOOOOOR taking the car and driving around with stereo turned way up loud and windows brought down in manner of a convertible car. Otherwise, we would just go to one of our appartments and act like complete lunatics (for me, in a controlled environment, everyone is entitled to act as complete madmen, if they so choose).
This is just a short intro to the wackos. On my blog in the future you will find some of the stuff that's been going on with us. And trust me, you will not believe some of the stuff that happens to us...
Hotttttt, looooong summer... :-P
Well, it's been a while since I wrote last.... My friends have started to complain that there's nothing new in my life... So anyway, read on and you'll find out what's been going on...
I managed to pass 2 rather difficult and demanding exams within a week so now there's only 1 left plus my graduation thesis till I graduate. Now is the time for me to decide what exactly I want to do with my life and I must admit this is the hardest decision I have had to make ever – I mean, the rest of my life will depend on this decision – all the decisions I make later on in life regarding my career will be influenced by the decision I make now... It's a very, very funny feeling... And a bit scary as well... Hmph....
Looking on the brighter and lighter side of life, I have been spending some time in my grandfather's beach house in Bol on Brac, an island right opposite my home town Split, on the Adriatic coast. I cannot believe how things have changed... It has transformed from a small island village with only a couple dozen tourists (when I was 6 or 7 years old) to an «elitist» leasure destination crawling with tourists from all over the world... It's now bordering with becoming a mass tourism destination, which is definitely not the path it should take in the future (my humble opinion)... But well, as the good old Stones say: "You can't always get what you want", so I guess I'll just have to go with the flow...
I don't really care anyway; as long as the beach is still intact and there are cool cocktail bars where you can lie back and sip your cup of coffee – I'm happy! Of course, the company also influences your percepton of reality, right? This is why I am very, very, VERY glad a person who is very dear to me has decided to spend some days with me there. Sebi, baby, thank you for brightening up my summer! We had fun, didn't we? ;)) And I loooooove the photos! :-P
Now I'm back in Zagreb, studying for my last exam... I have just enough energy to pass it on 5th September and to finish up with my thesis by end of September. Keep your fingers crossed and hope you will see a huge post here saying I have graduated in the near future. :-D
Me... again on Blogger... :-P
Well! Here I am again after a long pause... I really intend to get this going now, I promise! :-P
Anyway, I have been using MSN space as some kind of a blog and I quite like it, but it seems it's a bit moody lately, so I'd better switch to something that actually works! LOL! :-D I'll be moving the stuff from my MSN space here, so don't worry, you won't be left out as to what's been going on lately! ;)
So guys, here we go... Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
:)))
