I remember when I was younger, decided I’ll write my diary only in paper format. It has a special feeling when you open a yellow paged something like a book, turn on a bode well lamplight, and writing gives itself. Another sphere…
Got such a typical boss… He’s abrupt I can’t handle. A foreign collegaue is unable to use her mobile network, because roaming was not activated. You can activate it at provider’s helpdesk, but they aren’t continue help without security code. Accidentally my boss told me, he didn’t write any security code in our telecommunication contract, “for what?”. He sucks, he have to go to our provider personally, because he is responsible in telecommunication cases What a pity.. Nonsense.
V. won’t give his camera to me. He don’t think how friday’s wedding is so important for me. I had an idea yesterday when I went to sleep: “tomorrow I’ll go any shop, and using credits I buy my own camera..”. I was in the shop, but wasn’t so brave to do it… And I told him that, but he doesn’t understand, why had this idea yesterday.. But he promised: “use it, I’m not such a photographer, use it any time..” Promise was broken at first time. No matter…
I’m tired. Very tired.