That is true….it’s really shame but seems like we are not able to say hello to each other….It took 3 weeks, but he is back.
He is just like me, really proud…and never showing real feelings, and so never saying them…but still he called me. (Because he knew it, that even if I want I would never call him…) 
We are not stupid, both of knows that this thing not gonna have good ending….no way, it’s gonna be really painful and gonna hurt each other as much as it possible.
But still….I can say, we are really happy now…no it’s not right, happy is not the correct word for that…I would describe it more like we are so much relaxed, when I slept at “our house” both of us slept really deeply, and I can see on him it was really hard time he is smoking a lot nowadays…haha and it was hard time for me too…I lost 6 kg within 3 weeks.
Still strange, at first I felt like I’m so happy and I got some toyboy around to entertain me…but in the end I need him…I don’t know why and I don’t know why we need each other that much, both of us could find someone else within 1 second…and during this 3 week I was having fun with others…but in the end, no one is enough good…why is that? No, it’s not love, I don’t know how to love. But I’m with him for almost 4 year….sounds incredible! O_O I can lie to others…and for myself…but surely…He is just part of my life.

Well I know I’m addicted to teas, after my teeth whitening for a week I tried to adjust my addiction….and started to drink pure green teas, it was a joke come on, I was raised with Sir Morton’s black tea, it will be always my favourite, I can feel clearly the nice bergamot taste inside, makes my calm down anytime.
And I’ve got another addictions….and this is for the ring. Since the age of 6 I was always wearing rings, I don’t know where is this addiction came from, but maybe because I was dancing necklaces and bracelets were annoying but rings were somehow acceptable…I don’t know, but I just love them. My first love way my grandmother’s gold ring it has a beautiful emerald inside, which she got from my idol grandfather, I clearly remember the moment when we were sitting in the garden and I made my granny a promise that she will gave me that ring once. Well at the moment I’m the owner of that ring, but it’s to big and to precious just to were it, one day I’ll be enough good to wear it….but not yet.
I think I cannot cure this anymore, I’m always laughing at the girls when they say…”Oh yes I’m a ring collector?” then I go like this “Oh…really? And how much do you have?” and here comes the funny part, they say “Around 30 already!” (this kind of rings is basically from H&M all the time and everyone has it) Then my favourite part is when I say “Oh dear come on I’ve got already 90.”
After this I think I can really call myself as a ring collector. Buying rings every months. Haha I love rings…:)

I’m already dancing for one week and half…so cool so much love it. :)
Next week is going to be busy again, on wednesday will be the first practice(?) for the runway show, and also I should finish the bride dress.
I had a discussion with my hairdresser and If I get my salary next week then we gonna make my hair. I cannot really describe how it’s gonna look like, but for sure…I wanna keep it like having different colours…it’s my trademark. >D
Do I need to say anything about breaking up? I guess no, it’s just amazing, simply amazing. This is the real me, should be independent and free, otherwise I’m going to be depressed. So so much sorry guys but I’ll stay like this for a while. :D
I checked the perfume again and it’s still sooo nice cannot wait for buying it! But today is the day…to buy a new mobile phone. Finally! :)