7 Aug
She learnt a new trick: if she jumps on the box next to my desk and from there to the sill of the bedroom, she can go right into my parents’ room, without using the door. And now she’s like a kid playing with his new toy: she’s constantly going in and out of my parent’s room through the window 
[the window from my parents' bedroom communicates with my room, there are no open spaces, there's no way she can fall or something 
]
Chillin’
5 Aug
Today tastes like popcorn
It feels as soft as uRMa’s fur
It sounds like The Lightning Seeds
And looks like Seinfeld.
Happy in orange
Oh no, Sunday got me again!
4 Aug
I went shopping with my parents today. We went to Real and what do you know, half of Baia Mare was there. Bleah! I find it normal for hypermarkets in big cities to be crowded, but we’re talking about Baia Mare here! It’s a small town, where did all those people come from? 
Anyways, that was not the point of this post. As I was waiting patiently for my parents to finish shopping, I looked at the people around me, especially men. Of course I started fantasising that I was involved in a romantic relationship with them and I tried imagining how my life would change having one of them as a boyfriend.
I’m one of the many people who daydream about the perfect *inexistent* relationship, who want their lives to be exciting and to meet incredible people, to travel and have as many beautiful memories as possible. And I want this amazing relationship, not the plain “we met in college, dated for a few years, got married and had kids” one. I don’t know, I dream about meeting a foreigner and moving to his country. Or meeting an artist and being fascinated by his work. Or meeting a bookworm and spending our lives lost in books 
And I know such dreams never come true, but I can’t help thinking ” what if…?”
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