Posh Underground

Even though I've been so much worried about my life here in London things seems to get back on the right place. In those three weeks I've learned a lot not just about life here, life generally but also about myself. It may seemed funny but I really grown up a bit in this time. And I totally understand now why Peter Pan didn't want to grow up. It's sucks! And as I said before I learned seriously so much about myself but when I get back home I still want to be childish for awhile. In the end of the day I'm gonna be grown up my whole life. 

My Christmas was also so good. Even through I haven't been with my family again for the Christmas I had almost best Christmas so far. Me and my new friends here spend the Christmas together at Astor Museum Hostel, made traditional British Christmas dinner, opened gifts from our secret santa which was so much fun and then had a few drinks, shisha, played party games and what's the best part...even through we're all far away from home we were like familly. All together! It's so interesting how people can get so fast under your skin. And now when I have such a cool peeps around me here I don't even want to go. Well, sad thing is that I have to go soon but now I'm even more sure that this is definitely the city where I want to spend my life. Everything is just so...perfect. And I've been in New York as I said few times before, Nice, St.Tropez, Cannes, Italy, Hungary, Austria, etc. but there's so place like London. Everything is just so perfect for me. From their lifestyle, food, traditional, people to parties. So this Christmas I'm really greatful to have such a supportive family who made my one month trip to London possible and beeing supportive whole year, for my friends, the real one who was always there for me and not only when they needed something from me and to be so lucky enough to meet all those amazing people here (expecially Liz, Nick L., Jay-Jay, Dhiraj who did so much for me...thanks guys so much!). 

I hope you all had amazing Christmas:)

So here I am...across the Themes river watching famous London eye and thinking how fast my two weeks passed by. And I loved every single minute of it! It just makes me kind of sad when I think about life here. When you really enjoy in something and when something makes you really happy in goes by in a blink of an eye. And that's really not fair. Have you ever wished you could just stop time and just be in that one moment? Well, I did.

I've been in London few times before so it's not my first time here. But it's the first time that I'm working here and trying to make my "american dream" come true. When I was on the safe ground in Slovenia with my head in the clouds I imagined everything would be...easy. That I would from the moment plane touched London's ground get perfect job, get money, my bank account, insurance number, perfect place to stay and you know..get my american dream. But let me tell you...you have to work you ass off, start on the bottom and working hard from day to day hoping that one day you'll maybe make it in this gorgeous, big concrete jungle where people drive on the wrong side of the road. And to make everything so movie, heart-breaking like evertyhing is so expensive here and you have to get money somewhere from week to week. Well my Australian friends would probably disagree with me, because for them it is cheap here, but for us continental Europeans it is expensive...trust me. And even through I have really cool people around me here and my old friends I just feel so alone and lost at least once per day. And I'm not type of a person who gets homesick but when you're so far away from your home and loved once you actually see how small you really are...and mostly alone. But that's ok...I guess. You have to be strong and trust in yourself, get up when you feel low and try, try, try to do best you can.

There's no guarantee that I'm gonna make it. That this trip would be successful. Every once in a while I want to just sit down and cry and get back home...but then I look out and in a moment everything becomes great again. I'm in my dream city after all! I always wanted to live here. And now I have a chance to make my dreams come true. Everthing is up to me. But at least I'm gonna give my best in what I do and be positive and hope for the best. Maybe it's not my time yet to get my dreams comes true but I'm gonna try. At least I would know in the end that I have given my best and tried. Tried hard. And that's a big thing. That's makes you better person. You learn a lot. Get to know new things, tradition, people...and that's something. What do you think guys? Am I gonna make it? Is it my time?