My little 'blogger reunion', spare time and a little talk about what is going on in my life + cry time

It has been months since I posted aything here. And it is a shame because every blog of mine turns out to be a miss. I write a few times then I completely forget abouth the existence of my own blog.

However, nowadays I have much more spare time, less responsibilities (which really bugs me btw). So, since I am all by myself (do you sing along as you read it? I do! Shout out to C. Dion) I have decided to spend more time doing something useful - writing and reading.

I sat down to finally finish (or actually start) The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown which I bought 2 years ago(!)

Many things changed since March. I moved houses, finished my first year, painted my nails couple of times. Nothing major.
I still haven't seen my family yet. I moved to the UK over a year ago because I really wanted to study here and no matter if I get the offer or not I wanted to already be here. I moved right before my boyfriend's bithrday (sad) and then he joined me right before my birthday in September (yay!). I did get an offer from my dream uni, did pretty well with the exams and essays, the first year wasn't all bright and fab, but I (by I, I mean we) got throuth this and I (I mean we :)) am looking forward to the next academic year.

Went off-topic. I have seen my parents and brother in January/February - they visited us and stayed for a week (the shortest week of my life). I was to blessed that I could see them, but saying goodbye was heartbroking and after their visit I missed them more than ever! It made me cry for soooo long thinking that we have to live our lifes like this - living so far apart! But after all I am really thankful that I had the opportunity to see them anyway. It made me realise how selfish I was, not understanding the loneliness that my boyfriend is going through. As he is older and left everything behind him just so he could move in with me... Living in the UK means something different to him than it does to me. I came here to study, to live my life the way I always planned to do. For him - it is all about me, it has never been his intention to move here. I didn't even bond that well with people back home - I knew I would leave them any time soon, he didn't - the decision he made was so unexpected to his family, friends and even himself. And since he moved (September), he hasn't had a chance to see his family nor friends.

It makes me miserable just thinking about it. I was blessed and lucky and I wish I could bring his parents here, but I can't at the moment.

Woah, that was both long and exhausting. Really emotional. But I always remember to be smiling and be grateful for what I have in my life, because not everybody is as priviledged as I am. And even though I don't show it everyday - I have this feeling in my heart every moment!

I send my love and prayers to those who need it the most.