LIFE GOES ON

yeah so here we go, second level guitar program at my music school in LA.
It's pouring down like crazy, I got drenched and screamed and yelled and cussed like a truckdriver into the rain: NO TAXI in sight, I mean, geez, where are those effing taxi's when you need'em????!
so I've got good news though, I missed my registrations appointment before break, i had it REAL early so I'd get all my first choices of classes and teachers but OF COURSE i freaking forgot it!!! I mean, how stupid can you be. So I wound up registrating at the very last day possible and of course everything was gone by then. But you know how I work: I just trust in life and fate and what not. I know you can't lean back and let life come to you but in the same time I trust that things happen for a reason. I still make stuff happen don't get me wrong but still, the proof for my trust is:
The teachers I got now are FUCKING AWESOME!!! My private teacher...i thought, damn i have a freaking Rock guy! I wanted acoustic/latin! But guess what, he worked on stuff with me that I REALLY NEED. He s as good as my piano teacher back in the days. He turned out to be German, too, which is a funny coincidence. We were really startled and didn't know whether to talk Enligsh or German but in the end we stuck with English because its really really weird to talk German all of the sudden.

So life, once more, gave me exactly what I need and I'm real happy for that.

Things with my love are going well too, I just don't see him enough but that's life I guess.

Oh, and I learn cooking now! Just learning by doing basically! BUt it s SO MUCH FUN!!!! I made myself some GOOD stuff today yummy yummy
And I'll learn how to make ROMANIAN food so i can cook for my sweet Romanian Boyfriend....hahhaha. Does anybody recognize the independent 'i don't cook' emancipated girl many people thought I was??? Ha! WRONG! I always wanted to cook for those I love. I just didn't know how. BUt I made pancakes for my beloved babysitter girls. see, it s always been there.

And I ve never been THAT Kind of an emancipated woman that I thought that the traditional things that women do are bad. It's all good man, as long as there is RESPECT, mutual help, support and meeting in the middle sort of stuff, also known as compromise and the will to make it work and make the other person happy.

thats it from LA the city of WEIRDOS, DREAMERS, FAKERS, and MAKERS

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