This is what gives me chills:

Trentmoller
Paul Kalkbrenner
Miike Snow
Archive
Faithless
Deadmau5

and ofcourse 1R

at your own burial

why did I get so sick just before leaving to home :( I can hardly stand how much my ear hurts, i can't eat, can't drink because of the pain... and i am not ready to leave like that, to spend my night totally ill in the airport in Brussels, while waiting for the plane.. pills don't help me, they don't reduce the fucking pain :( I am sad.. and mad about it! :(

when the sun goes down in Paris

This is how we party and this is how we do!!!

PAUL KALKBRENNER le 09 Juillet!

I got promoted! It feels well! And after a week I will get home, 6 sleepless days and nights are coming on my way! Life is so hectic!

Il m'a dit un jour, écoute petit

Va cours rattrape ta chance

Vis ton rêve la vie te sourit

En une seconde, un oui, un non 

Tu passes à côté 

Ne pense pas dans le vent du courage

Vas-y élance-toi, 

Tu seras reçu par ceux qui t'aiment

Ceux qui dans le fond d'un regard

En silence te comprennent 

Et ils partageront les mêmes peines, les tiennes 

Ces centains de haine, 

les fois où tu parles trop

Les fois où tu dis rien tu fais rien

Quand tu as l'impression de vivre 

Toujours le même quotidien

Ne baisse pas les bras, ne lâche pas 

Prends le temps de te dire Qu'il y a un ange derrière toi 

Relève toi, 

et va trouver le plus fort en toi au fond de toi

Le bonheur est au bout des doigts 

Ne l'oublie pas!

I am looking for somebody sincere. The one who would not be occupied only with his own problems, but would listen and understand mines too! Because it looks like everything is fine with me, but I am not... I am not the one who will run out and scream in a bad voice that i feel bad. I will keep everything inside and bite my tongue not to say it out loud. This is the way I am. And it is very hard being me!

What a great support do i get from my job and my boss particulary! He said to consider the hotel as my second home and himself and all the staff as my family. And I really do!

I think I am going back to that old girl with long posts on her passport to paris. Many things have been going on in my life, and the short sentences that i wrote in here didn't show my life completely, though they showed what I felt!

The summer has come very fast, but it doesn't feel like summer. I don't have my Baltic sea, and my cat sunbathing in his garden outside my window, there's no swimming every single night with my friends at the moonlight, and there's no waterpipe .. this time it is different.. In Paris you can feel yourself as a prisoner, who can't escape from te city buzz and problems, and people.. you know, because people are problems.. they make problems... you do have parties, you do have fancy restaurants, friends, you do laugh and you do enjoy your life. But God I need rest, a bit of rest!

And yesterday my boss let me go on vacation! I am coming home! What an incredible feeling after some months of depression about the fact that I won't be able to come! I have those 7 days at home and I am so happy! Only those who are away can understand what it means, to be back in your room, and to speak your language, and to see your sister and mum, and friends, and drink tea in your room and smoking shisha and to take a bus Salaspils- Riga again, and pay those 60 centimes for that and go siging in a choire and go partying to Old Riga and yes, speak latvian! 26th of June

Song of magic!

Happy Birtday My Darling! :)