Featured on Bleeding Soul Poetry

I am baaaaaack. People I am home and I have my laptop, THIS IS NOT A DRILL. This week has been good. I was sleeping at my friends place and on Thursday I had a day off and I went to grab a beer with my colleague from work and then me and my friend hung out because we worked different shifts and weren’t able to see each other until Thursday despite sleeping in the same apartment.

Also, something very exciting happened this week. I was featured on Bleeding Soul Poetry Instagram account. Check it out!

https://www.instagram.com/p/B1tmdcaFIf4/

I was so thrilled to see that they published my work. This is the first time I was featured on a site like this.

Anyways that’s it from me for now. I am off to have ice cream with my nephew. Tell me in the comments, what exciting things happened to you this weekend or in the words of Joey Tribbiani:

No sleep hangover

I have the worst hangover of my life and I didn’t even drink this weekend. I spent two days in a rented out room because, due to my job and a shift until 11 PM, I had no way of getting back home from Zagreb on Friday and Saturday and I didn’t sleep for the last two nights. Let me tell you all about it.

Since I am not really the one to spend massive amounts of money on a room to sleep in because of my job I took one of the affordable, but still nice rooms. Well, considering the room I was in it wasn’t nice and due to it not being nice it was also not affordable since the room wasn’t worth the money.

It seemed way better on pictures (as always). I arrived to that building, got to the third floor and there was a woman that showed me to my room. The whole floor was filled with rooms which were being rented out. She showed me where to turn on the air conditioning and she wasn’t quite as friendly as you’d expect a host to be and then she told me that, since I paid in advance, I can just leave the card in room when I leave and that there was no need for a checkout process. Then she took my ID and TOOK PICTURES OF IT which, speaking from experience because I worked as a receptionist, is not allowed without consent and she didn’t ask and took 20 kunas for the tax for staying in the room. I never got a receipt for that. Everything was so weird but I was like okay, it’s just two days.

When she left I scanned the room a bit. The sheets on the bed were a bit rough but I wasn’t complaining and then I entered the little bathroom every room has. The smell. Guys that smell. The bathroom itself was visibly cleaned but I honestly hope someone will tell the owners to take the fucking shower curtain and wash it.

I couldn’t fall asleep at all these two night in that room. The pillow was awful. I tried to fold it in many different ways to give some support to my head while sleeping but it was like made out of cotton candy. You can bet your ass my back is hurting. My nights were filled with rolling around the bed, playing music to help me fall asleep and in the end watching Shadowhunters because sleep wasn’t happening. I checked out this morning and came to Zabok absolutely exhausted and took a good 2-hour nap to feel like myself again.

But it’s not all negative. I talked to a girl that’s looking for a roommate. She said I am the first one on the list to see the apartment and that she already prefers me over the other people who applied for the room. I guess all off your good wishes produced this miracle to happen because finally someone wants to give me a place to live in Zagreb! I am not getting my hopes up or anything because I don’t want to be disappointed in the end but I still wanted to share the good news with you. Okay… I wrote a lot in this post. Time to goooo. Thank you so much for being so positive and sending your good wishes on my last post.

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna

I’m kind of homeless

Hello everyone!

Sometimes, and that sometimes happens a lot lately, I use this blog to share with you my frustrations, or something that’s bothering me. I need my blog for that tonight. I just need to vent.

So as you all know I am from Croatia, I live in Zabok and work in Zagreb which is Croatia’s capital city. Ever since I started working in Zagreb my free time has seriously suffered because I have almost none. It affected my blog and my life in general but I am not complaining about that because I really like my new job and it was my decision to get out of waitressing.

One thing I dislike about my job is the fact that there’s a shift from 3 PM to 11PM. I was supposed to work that shift this week but I exchanged shifts with one of my colleagues but I still have to do this shift tomorrow and on Saturday. Here’s why I dislike this. I have no trains after 11PM. I do not have a car and also, I forgot to mention this to you, I fucking failed my driver’s test. I have no way of getting home. I don’t have an apartment in Zagreb. The only friend I have in Zagreb is currently back home and I do not have the key to her apartment. I am homeless for the next two days. Isn’t life great?

I actually had to rent a room for those two nights so I will go to work for nothing because the money I am going to earn in the next two days is actually covering for the room expenses. MY GOD!

All of this made me realize that I have to move to Zagreb ASAP. I have spent the last week looking for a place in Zagreb that’s affordable and I found nothing. Absolutely nothing. The apartments I like are either insanely expensive, in neighborhoods that are too far away from my job or the people renting the places only allow students to move in. I don’t know how it is in your countries but here a lot of students live in apartments if they go to study in a different city. I also lived in an apartment while I was in Zadar.

I am so frustrated. I had two days off and I literally spent them refreshing ads and staring at my laptop looking for a new place. Zagreb is a type of place where someone puts up an ad for renting an affordable apartment and literally the apartment is rented out within 2 hours.

Anyways, I will be sleeping in a rented out room for two nights. All of this is just making me want to cry and live at the train station. I can’t write anymore because I need to pack my stuff for my two days field trip to… MY JOB!

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna

My back is killing me

Hello guys!

I just posted a picture of my outfit because I think this top is adorable and I got it really cheap. I am the type of person that will brag about buying something at a low price if you compliment my outfit. Today I am going completely off topic because I need some suggestions from you guys.

Ever since I was born my back has been killing me because I sleep as if I am wrestling with someone. I admire and am jealous of people who fall asleep and don’t wake up with 15 random bruises because they were obviously battling evil in their sleep like me. Also, an important thing for this story is that me and my mom are redoing the apartment and we still haven’t bought a bed for my room so when my mom goes to work (she works night shifts) I sleep in her bed. My loving mother decided to put silk sheets on the bed. SILK SHEETS! You can bet your ass that a restless sleeper like me had a problem with that because in the middle of the night I was sliding off of the fucking bed and those fucking sheets. I woke up around 4 in the morning, my head was on the night stand, the pillow was next to it and my phone, which was on the nightstand, ended up on the floor and my right leg was hanging off the bed. Considering that wonderful night I had and the fact that I have a job where I sit for 8 hours straight you can conclude that my back problem is getting worse.

So here is where you jump into the picture. HELP ME! I will take into consideration any type of suggestions about my back pain and restless sleeping. The only thing I tried, which really works, is meditation but I still do aerobics in my sleep. Do you have any type of exercises or stretching routines to relieve back pain, any advices on how to sleep like a normal person. I will try anything.

Thank you so much for reading this post which is completely unrelated to my blog topics but I am really desperate and in a lot of pain. Thank you for helping.

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna

Outfit time

 

Hello everyone!

I haven’t done an outfit post in a while and this was my  Sunday – drinking coffee for 5 hours with my friends – casual outfit. To be completely honest I had to publish this picture because of a very special reason. I am not a tall person, I’m only 1,63 which would be 5.4ft, but my legs look really long in this picture and that’s why I had to post it. There you have it, my insecurity is my height.

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna

Quote

I decided to end today with this quote. I really needed to read this today and maybe some of you needed this quote as well so I decided to share it. Lately, I have really had difficulties with controlling my reactions to… everything. I have just been so quick to snap. Anyways, I am tired. I am going to bed because I have to do this life thing all over again tomorrow but I hope with better control of my emotions.

Make sure to send in your submissions for The Poetry Bar, Positivity Press and #savingme. Also, this week we will be having a really exciting announcement about one of our Poetry Bar participants. Can’t wait to share it with all of you!

Goodnight!

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna

Sunday Funday – not so much

So I managed to end up in the ER today. For a few days (and a few posts) I have been complaining and whining like a little girl that my muscles hurt and that I have been doing a lot of work lately because of the apartment renovations. One of those works was lifting very heavy thing, and by thing I mean garbage, and throwing it into this gigantic dumpster so that we could get rid of it. It was stuff like old windows, closets etc.

My clumsy self managed to do some weird shit to my shoulder and back which landed me in the ER. During this whole week I felt some pain in my upper left back but I thought it was because of a lot of sitting at work, sleeping like a contortionist and other normal stuff. Yesterday in the evening the pain didn’t get worse, it shifted. My heart started hurting. That little traitor, I have been trying so hard to prove it doesn’t exist. The pain spread very quickly across the left part of my chest. I couldn’t breathe normally, I would get dizzy and every now and then this sharp pain would pierce my heart. And what did I do. I did what every normal, mature person would do. I completely ignored the pain and went to bed. Did anyone ever tell you how fun it is to sleep when you can’t actually breathe normally? It’s great.

I was so convinced that the pain was caused by stress or something else but when I woke up it was still there. I decided to ignore it and then I ended up in the ER. When I was explaining to the doctors what is actually happening, they looked at me as if I was a bit crazy because all of my blood results and other test were great. Everything was perfect. Also, did i forget to mention that the nurse that was drawing my blood couldn’t find my vein and now my right arm looks like I’m a drug addict.

Then he came into the room. The doctor who examined me was so hot. My Goooooooooooooooood. And I was there looking like a potato that just came from a war.

I had to go and do an X-ray. He asked me if I was pregnant. I was so close to telling him “No, but if you’re up for it we can work something out”. God, he was fine. Not just like fine, fine but more of a “the hot doctor you only see in movies” fine.

After five hours in the ER they told me that it was a muscle problem and blahblahblah. The most important thing is that my heart and my lungs are alright. I can actually breathe better now.

So that was my Sunday Funday. Since I spent the whole weekend in pain and 5 hours in the ER I am sorry for not being active. I will do better, I swear. Now I am going to shower, drink some pills and get some rest.

Sending love and positive vibes,

Luna