JukeAtz

7:51 am here. Awake since 6am. I've sleapt only for five hours or so.
In a manic high since last Saturday.
Packing. Going to Belgrade - to a SUS meeting, and tomorrow gonna see some friends and go to the bank (again).
Also, had a job interview yesterday... Well, actually, a casting. Think I've done fine. Gonna have the final info till Friday.
Gonna work at a hairdressing fair/seminar in two weeks.

The "doing something for myself" can be pretty exhausting. It varies from cleaning the whole flat up from cooking to trying to gain some weith... and also, I'm getting involved in various kinds of work and various projects and... well, at least I have no time to get depressed. However, I do need a decent sleep.

Seems like things are getting in place... finally. Or not. Hm.

My very best (bestest, lol) friend, Ivana, the only constant person in my life since 2003, has disappeared... Her cell is out of reach for ten days now, her flatmates have no idea where she is... the last thing I know is that she and her boyfriend broke up. No, I'm not fearing of anything bad, but... It's just... weird. Maybe she needs some space. But yet, she had never disappeared like that before. And I feel a bit weird, trying to get used to her not being, well, present all the time.

Well, other than that, things are going fine. So fine I simply know that something utterly bad is going to happen Just for a change.

8:08 am now.

Ohkay.

Need to pack. And wash the dishes. And make my bed. And... oh, I'm never gonna manage all of that. I've got only 80minutes...

So... I'm here.

Another senseless afternoon in Radio S, Smederevo.

Some of you asked have I got the job - the one mentioned in the previous post. The answer is, HELL YEAH!!!
The good side is - it can be satisfying in terms of money I can earn doing it. The bad side is - it has nothing in common with the stuff I've ever done before... Also it requires travelling, which CAN be pretty boring sometimes.

Alright, I'll tell ya - official promoter and salesman of... well, one company lol, for the teritory of Kovin and Pozharevac...

(not being secretive, just want to wait till it works out)

Another thing - I'm definitely gonna quit the old job. Actually, I wanted to do that today, but the boss went home earlier... It takes to much of my time and, since we're on strike, hardly enough money to at least pay my bus off...

GAAAAAAAAAAARGH this is killing me... Like, made a fine playlist for the rest of the day and now sitting and getting bored since there's nothing else to do!!! And yet too tired of being here to do anything usefull... Spending the whole shift on the Internet... Pointless. Big time.

Going to se a doctor tomorrow... Having really big troubles with my blood pressure... Also got forbidden to drink alcohol... combined with my blood pressure problems, it gave really bad results last weekend...

Omg I just need to say farewell to the microphones... and the audio mixer (whose detail is in the header of my blog)... to wrap my jingles up and finnaly get goddamn outta here!!

oh well

If you've seen the movie called Elizabethtown, you probably know the sentence. I'm fine. The thing that Orlando's character keeps saying - although his world is falling apart.
Well, people... I'm fine.
A friend of mine said last night: "You smile on the photos more than usual. Does it mean you're happy?" And I replied, "I'm going through a lot of mess lately... But i try to keep repeating Like we CAN work it out, remember - twist and shout!"
Yeah, I know that's not the answer.
Blah.

It's 4:07 in the morning. I'm sitting here, listening to the TV in the corner of the room and sneezing. So, what was happening since my last post?

Huh. The Radio is slowly shutting down. In a couple of weeks, the phonelines will be cut out. No money, and no one of the founders want to pay the debt.
Actually, the former manager of the station, who is to thank for the debt, called us the other day cuz he wanted to say Happy Birthday to his mother-in-law through the air. And we did everything he said. Screw him.

I went to Belgrade twice. Or three times. Whatever. I've managed to change my haircut (a good thing), to see many, many people (a good thing), to have a fight with a friend of mine (uhm, can I call her my ex-pseudo-girlfriend or that was actually not a relationship) (a good thing in a way)...

I went to see my grandpa... Huh. Not a good sight. Not good. Not good at all. Don't wanna talk about it.

I have reinstalled my Windows... However, today I found out that I had some really important stuff on the drive C... Now they're gone forever. A couple of rare movies I don't have on CDs... and the only copy of my play, performed in December of 2004... Now screaming at myself.
(The play was, frankly, quite a fiasco, but... too many memories, you know the feeling?)

The dream house turned out not to be such a dream house Our electricity bill is... no, I'm not gonna say that... Let's say waaaaaaaaaaaay too big! And, the other night, coming back home, I somehow managed to get of a bus a stop earlier... So there was I, surrounded by darkness and only darkness, in the middle of nowhere, with just a graveyard by the road to keep me company! So I called my best friend (oh, my precious cellphone) and talked to her till I got home... It was almost 40 minutes of walking... or talking. Whatever.

So, why am I smiling? I don't really know...
Maybe it's got a point. Whatever.
Too sleepy now...

Good night, world