Guardian

Hello again! Life is beautiful, after all. I dreamed of D. Tóth Kriszta, a Hungarian show hostess I adore. We were discussing the show and how she selects presents for the guests. And I took it as a sign. You know, I've made a list of companies and people I would like to work with, and her show is on the list. So I've thought of applying as a member of the show crew. As an asset, I could add that I'm brilliant at buying presents for the family. And guess what, I'll have the opportunity to take part in the shooting next week. There was a campaign on Facebook and I took the initiative and applied. So I'll spend a day at the studio, take a peek behind the scenes, have a photo with my favourite presenter - all for free.
Tomorrow we'll have dinner at Papírtigris, our fav Asian restaurant (OK, the only one we've tried). And I'll get my birthday presents from my boyfriend, which I already know of, but never mind. I'm sure we'll have a lovely time.
Then on Thursday we'll go to a lecture at the Indian Cultural Centre, and after that we'll have the opportunity to take part in a Hindi language class. For free. They'll hold sessions every Thursday, and it's free to join for anyone, so all I can say is oh-my-God. I hope the first one we'll be all right as I'd love to do it and learn the language. It proves good things come to you when you relax.
By the way, the hours were somehow stolen from this day. By the time I finished the sesame seed turkey chops it was past 3 pm. Then it took me more than an hour to rewrite my CV in Hungarian and English and write a really cool cover letter to a job application. I've read a book about gerilla techniques in job applications, and decided to do as the guy says. And he was right. It was so much fun writing that cool cover letter. Much more challenging and creative than copy pasting my sample text.
And I also keep reading the life coaching book (Follow Your Heart by Andrew Matthews) and I love that too. Ironically (or luckily), by the time I recognized who gave it to Mom I was so much into it that I didn't care about it.
Oh, and one more juicy detail about the secret of happiness. Whoever thought we would lie in bed discussing logical exercises? By the way, the booklet was given to me in 3rd grade (elementary) when I came 8th in a Maths competition (I mean I was 8th in the county). And we still cannot work out all of the exercises. Fun, fun, fun...

P.S. I've already completed some challenges on Moly. Of course, I carefully selected those that match my reading list.
P.P.S. Some more achievements. Yesterday I took out all the litterbags. Today I cleaned the bath. Cool.

Finally, a cute pic of the little monkey with Franz Liszt hairstyle.