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In October with friends we went to Barcelona and passed really cool weekend. Firstly it was still nice weather (to compare with North France) and all the city was moving. Also it was interesting the start of this journey: how I and Kamilė hitch-hiked to the airport (although it was raining and although between Rouen and airport is ~80km and  it took maybe 6hours for us to come there). Also that we girls hardly remembered our coming back stage. To sum up, I can only say that I liked it very much.  Because I liked it, I still remember it ((:

Live music, happiness, colors, sangria, the Mediterranean sea, palms, paella, Gaudi (whose architecture impressed a lot). It’s really a city to go with friends. It’s really the city of parties,  adventures, questions (how or who remembers)… Thank you girls for super cool company, laugh, good memories and better photos (especially for Milda and Kamilė whose photos I share). Hope we will repeat our journey !!! ((:

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This is one of these posts when photos say more than any words could say…

Last summer one of my best friends and I made big one month’s trip around France. We hitchhiked visited 8/26 regions (Île-de-France, Centre, Pays de la Loire, Bretagne, Basse-Normandie, Haute-Normandie, Picardie, Nord-Pas-de-Calais), 15 cities. One of them was Rouen which I liked very very very much. I remember it with smile as my host (we travelled with couchsurfing) were amazingly nice and helpful and.. Next semester I am going to study there with ERASMUS. so, to remember what was nice:

 

Today is anniversary of the 1918 restoration of Lithuanian Independence. The National day, a holiday day. Maybe this day is more important for my parents,  grandparents as they felt a taste of fight; my grandma was  in Siberia during her youth after the Second World war, since my childhood I always have been touched by folk music-I think this is one of the biggest signs of the nationality. The strangest thing  is how different people understand the same things, how they express their opinions, how celebrate… Many people celebrate so loudly the Independence day, organize parties and  etc.. My family to compare celebrates quite silently but I’m sure that inside it’s marked more than with big respect…

Today also dead one of the most important poets- Justinas Marcinkevičius. Strange feeling, I’m not sure what I could say about myself, how much his poetry affected me, how much influenced my ‘national’ conception as I grew up hearing many people, seeing different world, I was born in already  free country.. Still, hearing so many people with sad voices, I’m sure this affects you want this or not, it will be still thought and talked about it aware or not…

I  started with some ‘national’ moments as it’s not also a big fest for a nation, for country, but  for me as a person. One person can’t change a structure. But many ‘one person’ together can change the system. That’s why the national perception is important. And not only  it. Everything starting from education, political, economics and finishing with… arts.

Talking about my little daily life (well, today isn’t so ‘daily’ day) but still… I started sewing a new dress, hope it will turn out ok as now it looks.. well, now it’s just a piece of material ((: But yesterday I caught  quite a big inspiration… Actually, I have to thank for Karolina And Eglė who shared the most perfect idea, this helped me very very much !! ‘The motivation board’ – I have many photos on my wall which are symbols of my dreams and life goals.. So yesterday I got another idea of virtual inspiration boards, as this helps me to create handmades. ((:  This is my yesterday’s board (very bad as I was too lazy to use another program to create the one with photos each next to other as I found one free and used it ), so right now I’m working with dress :DD

 

Hope you also catch the inspiration and will reach your day/ month. years plans ((:

Every year comes the time when shops are full of candies, chocolates, pluchies (toys) and all that sweet stuff reduces, red color becomes so popular and the heart shape appears almost everywhere. I think it’s very great that this fest is celebrated- ‘official permission to show your feelings’- as even the biggest stranger can seem normal. Also, this fest help people not to be afraid of showing their feelings, it encourages. It was quite interesting to know, when my Norwegian lecturer told us that when she was at school (now she’s 37) they didn’t celebrate Valentine, it’s new fest. In Lithuania it came also as pop culture’s influence as Halloween did, but this last-mentioned gets it’s popularity very slow…

About encouraging, it’s known that north people a considered as ‘more shy’, more ‘conservative’ people to compare with  south countries (Italy, Spain, France).  It’s true, till now many of my friends, people who I know are too shy to start talking with someone else who really likes, and there are many people who maybe ‘lost’ their true love only of a fear that ‘he/she doesn’t love/like me’ and etc in addition of such a shyness. I always remember my grandma’s youth stories how one lady told her in the street with very silence voice ‘Miss, your socks are in the wrong side’ as it was something ‘pervert’ or how boys of her university ‘checked’ girls locks as ‘making them instead of having naturally’ was something also called ‘incorrect behaviour ‘.  Of course, during my mom’s youth there was normal to have make-up, locks, they had their fashion ‘standard’ , but to speak loudly about deep feelings, love, experiences was something that almost everybody kept for himself. As now it’s my youth, to compare with my relatives, I can see that now girls have very big rule in common life, it became normal be more active, to show first some signs instead of waiting boy’s attention. And of course- all tv’s influence, movies, pop culture.. I really don’t like what is shown on tv , ‘too opened’ lives, perversity, ways how are showed crimes and social differences (I don’t think this is a means to entertain people, kids)  but I have to admit that I like that way how people changed, mentality about woman and man, perception of rights and duties, education.

Well, as st. Valentine’s day  is coming and surely tomorrow I won’t have free time to write (thanks to my busy busy Monday’s schedule), and this is such a special day for so many people, I would like to share few photos which are cute and which I like time to time to watch, which inspire ((:

So, happy Valentine’s day for those, who are in love, who dream about it, who wait it or maybe who remember good past times, lovely eyes, smile and joy… It’s really better when be angry or feel lonely ((;

Naked slip into  warm  gumboots and  wade to the darkness to  bring billets. You said that this is a very good thing, because to do so and the wolf.  In the distance snow strident, bubbling kettle tea, through an old wooden floor crawls spider-you afraid of spiders.  I sit on the ledge of the couch and pretend to be trying to fire the hearth which is already well dead : never didn’t know how to do it properly. I strike a match, clasp some newspapers still throwing my eyes on various clippings. Thus  you run inside and  overtake me playing, you holde a truss of wood. Throw  it on the ground and you ,trembling, shake down a snow.  I see that you have a cold, but nothing ask you, because it’s clear that you’ll lie. And you remain silent, knowing that otherwise blurt out a nonsense.
Although the sky is overcast, the two are going to see the moon.

It was the New Year evening, you three picked me up and we went on walking to the forest. The sky was cloudless, only few dogs were barking. All the neighbourhood started to celebrate. You were so talkactive as never, M was bored and listened to the music through his headphones, K had smoked too much, I guess. You wore  new black knitted gloves which I made and you were too excited. You always knew how to enjoy simple things and that’s what I always loved. I had inside of my coat’s pocket a chestnut which you gave me one day  when we went home by bus. I never planted it, although I had to.
In the back of my garden now grows a chestnut tree…

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Sonnet CXVI

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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It was that winter when I read you my favorite sonnet, it was that winter when you smiled and asked me never to cut my hair. It was that winter when we boiled a soup in the forest and I hugged trees. It was that winter when you missed a train and I waited you few hours in the station. It was that winter when you taught me to fish, and it was that winter when we sang. It was that winter when you loved to ski on the lake or to sit in front of a fireplace. It was that winter when you played me the flute. Also it was that winter when we shouted so loud in the street and laughed after being so crazy. It was that winter when I cried and saw you so angry, but also it was that winter when you smiled, I smiled. It was that winter, a very cold winter.