Am I a Stranger Now

After an year and a half living with people, I understand the saying living with a stranger. Some times I even feel myself as being a stranger. Unable to talk right, or do right I stumble around my apartment wondering who I am and what the hell did I do with that wonderful, full of sunshine girl I once was. Have turned myself unwillingly into an old hag, or this is just age and solitude turning me into a hateful spite?

What is it that draws our patience and tolerance towards the other so thin? Why from not being able to live without each other we now pass our lovers with disdain and boredom? I cannot recognize you anymore, you fool.

GIVE ME BACK MY ME!

So... Sunday

I definitely am not as easy as a Sunday morning... It has been a very tense and irrational Sunday, but now that it is over I can safely turn back and give it an overview. 

We have safely launched my LDN boy's first blog... About cars, of course. You can find him at http://dcaruser.blogspot.co.uk/

We managed to save our blankets from drowning and we bought ourselves some magnificent rooibos and vanilla tea. I have done around 2 tons of ironing and fell asleep long before I even taught of having dinner.

Later today I will be posting some book reviews for you and I will catch up on my courses. 

Always yours,
XOXO
LDN girl

Saturday Dreaming

On the whole the day was positive. As agreed upon earlier this week, my bestie and I went to visit a bridal/ flower shop in Upminster. I am telling you the place is fabulous... You can find the most amazing fake flowers I have ever seen... Blue, aquamarine, green, pine cone, silver, white, gold - whatever your tiny heart wishes. And it is all there for you to find in a derelict old warehouse near the High house. Absolutely fab!

I realize I have began to sound a lot like a teenager and I promise I will see to make changes and enrich my "Äll-grown-up" vocabulary to impress you and all my new British buddies... After all I am known to be a Woman of knowledge and literature. It is high time I show this to the world.

Meanwhile, your dear LDN boy was fussing around cars... fixing a BMW of  friend. Cars are what I might someday lose  him to, but alas... he has to have a hobby right?!

That is all from me for today.

Always yours,

XOXO

LDN girl

It has been a hell of an year

I haven't been around for most of 2015... I know, but it has been a hellish roller coaster for me. From changing jobs, to cutting my hair off and changing apartments I barely head time to grasp some air, what's left for writing in my diary or here. I am taking a few steps back now, to recollect what has happened and I  feel sorry I didn't share most of it with you. If there is still any readers out there. 

I am living in my new home now, with my new awesome flatmates ( a crazy rocker girl and her marvelous husband to be), we have a cat, named Lucifer and we read books, create stuff and live as healthy as put chocolate addiction allows us. 

I am working as a translator as I have always been destined to and I am working on increasing my library as any sworn book geek would. I miss my friends to pieces but I have learned to live my life vicariously through social media with them. 

All is well...

I'll be writing to you soon.

Always yours,

XOXO

LDN Girl

HONEY, I'M HOME

It has been three months, couple of days and a whole lot of lost self-respect since I have last been here. I worked for an outsourced marketing company for that period. A harsh business that is. It definitely is not for the soft hearted and those with moral compasses, but never the less it is a good, profitable business that teaches you work ethic and appreciation for the simple things in life.
Through these long hours of work I realized that there is so much more to me that I never even went into and this both scared me and excited me. I never knew I could be though and I never knew I could bend myself to please someone's desires or dreams of me and my career.
'Í know nothing' - I said to myself
And it is true, I still know nothing of myself. I keep running away and running back to books as if they are my destiny and sometimes it really feels they are, sometimes it feel as if they are my worst enemies and my harshest judges, but I can't seem to be able to live without them.

talk to you soon

LDNgirl

SOHO BOOK HUNTING AND HORSE WHISPERING

I cannot recall whether I shared with you my obsession with books and my secret love for all size and breed horses... Well, here it is... 

Hello every one,

My name is Yana. I am a BOOK addict

and Horse lover... and to be completely honest I am a goddess in the kitchen ;)

Yesterday I had the most wonderful Saturday in a long period of time. I get to spend the whole day walking around, drinking coffee and digging into book antique shops.... I.T. W.A.S. A.W.E.S.O.M.E.

ALWAYS YOURS IN BETWEEN THE LINES,

LDN GIRL!

GENRE ISSUE

SOMETIMES I wish I could translate myself into every genre. I want to be drama as much as comedy, horror as much as thriller, even documentary. Sometimes I wish I could speak to every preference and satisfy everyone at one point or another. Have you ever wished to burn out to the fullest with every emotion possible and then to be reborn from that very same emotion?

Always yours,

LDN girl