one day.

I was in the hotel, see my aunt, my uncle; they were sitting on the tables. And my uncle’s wife complain about that we didn’t let them know; where we put our car. I see my aunt disappointed on me; because i parked the car and didn’t let them know. After i feel that people in the place; complain about car parking price in the hotel and everything. They usually say, it’s so much expensive then i move to Venice; it was so white and i shooted. Then the doctor healed me. But didn’t sew.

Then i wake up, it was so much hot in the room, because it’s in the second floor. And if you sleep in second floor; it means you are closer to the summer sun. I check the time, decide to not wake up, as always happen. I tried hard myself to sleep but it was too much hot. I got up, before i got up, i read message from my dear. I feel better, it means my eyes are stil working, i am not dead and my dear stil cares me to send messages. Because of prices in my country. I couldn’t send messages to her. I wait for night comes and i will go to cafe to speak with her or trying to speak. I am starting to believe that her Skype or computer only against me. Of course it’s my stupid thoughts. Anyway, i took a shower, after two days without shower and sea, i was dried in the morning. I was needed to open my holes. I go to breakfast. My mother as it always happen; gets up early, prepare the breakfast with all spices. I don’t want to eat for sure. I need some time for getting hungry after i woke up. I try to eat somehow. It was twice better than my times in İzmir, alone in the home. It’s really hard to take care yourself alone, if you dont have a reason to wake up. I realized one thing at that time and also i remember now, to live better, you must have better reasons. Or just a reason.

Holding part is plastic?

And after the breakfast. As it always happen, my day starts for filled. And if you want to fill something like a olympic swimming pool with one liter bottle. You need 17 hours.

My cousin get bored and want to turn back to his home. Actually, he doesn’t get bored but he get used so much on his computer and his lifestyle in İzmir and you can’t keep 17 years old boy in the place which he doesn’t know so much and new there. We need to make shopping also. If you need to send your cousin to İzmir and make a shopping, you must go to the center. We took the car; we went to the center and i changed the headset which i realize after i reach home, they’re not for computer. That’s why tomorrow, i need to go the center again. It means; new stories coming.

Then, we bought his ticket, everything was fine but after i try to find parking lot. But “as it always happen” my mother offered me some ideas. “Put there, no put there, why don’t you put there.” I am a fucking aggressive man, to everybody, except my baby, i also make her cry sometimes but i try to concentrate on good things when i am getting angry. Regret is not a solution after things getting worse…

One of my passengers, no, all of them doesn’t lock the door. As unnecessary informations lovers in the world, knows that the automotiv industry doesn’t put the general lock system to the cars which produced before 1997. If you have a car which was produced before 1997 and if you don’t put it yourself. Your car needs to be locked by people, by hand. I think my all passengers knows it. And again none of them lock the doors. I locked the door myself, and close. 

Window is broken.

Brussels is the best!

I put sun protector plastic to window to make it imitatly close. I will make it repair. He is ill now. I will make it heal. 

After three hours, my baby respond my sms which i sent so much time ago, and she said, she is with people. As I ask, she thinks, it’s not good to write messages whenn you are with people. The problem is, we are always with people. I think, we can give each other ten min. People can understand it. I afraid that, she has so much perfect time, to not send message to me, the thing i afraid is; she thinks that to send a message after a long time is doesn’t bother me. If I have a chance to send her messages, the conversations in the placce are not important for me. How can it be so good that, i dont want to get in touch with my baby? But it’s for me.

Then i go to sleep, like a nap. I sleep gooooood. At least here, i eat good and rest better. I had dinner, listen music, watching some serial. I want to buy newspaper to read writers tomorrow and go to the beach early to have suntan. I will go to İzmir to have an exam for work in İzmir International Fair. I think, i will pass. I must pass. I usually say myself. “Come oooooon!” And get angry to pass it! Anger keeps me awake on this kind of things. If I have exam in beatiful conditions, generally i failed. And the day after tomorrow, with my friend, we will turn back to Dikili. 

Until the interview. if I can’t be successful, until 25th of August. I am in my summer place.
I will be in the mood for Baku on September when i feel fall in my body.
By the slippery way, have i ever tell why i will go to Baku?

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'

Blondie - One way or Another