Beautiful Bloom

Greetings my dears,  How are you spending this wonderful pre-holiday season? I hope not like me, with studying. December is really a though month for me. The days feel like they last forever and they are overfilled with obligations. How I miss those high school and middle school days, where your biggest problem is to not get a bad grade in physics or math. Since I'm half way done with my university, I'm starting to get my first worries. Where and what to do afterwards? I've been working for quite a while now, but it ain't easy at all. If I haven't mentioned it before, I'll do it now. I study German language and literature. And since a lot of todays youth is departing from my country, a lot of students and professors are wanted in the educational branch. It's a little bit sad that I'm helping young people to fulfill their dreams of leaving the country, but I'm not the one to judge. They are on the search for something bigger, which requires hard

Flowers always find a way to grow. Such small, fragile, gentle and beautiful things, yet so strong and powerful. When you walk on the streets of your city, you will always see them somewhere. Even on the big concrete. Little flowers who are growing everyday, bigger and bigger. Just by knowing that, I don't feel weak anymore. Me, and every person can be strong and find it's way to overcome everyday problems like the flowers. In every dark moment in your life, there is a little crack, trough which the sun is shining and whose light you're going to follow into overcoming the darkness and be free.  I wanted to embody this theme on my photos and the boots from AMI CLUBWEAR within this old train station, with all the dead grass around, did it. The boots are with the print of roses, the flowers which are finding their way to live and be beautiful in a lifeless place, like this one on the photos. They are making the lifeless and cold place beautiful in a way that you can't

Dragi moji, Danas vam predstavljam nešto potpuno novo. Inače pišem i reklamiram stranice koje nisu sa našeg govornog područja, međutim javila mi se divna grupa studenata sa divnom idejom. Izrađuju fotografije u obliku slatkog malog albuma. S obzirom da živimo u vremenu gdje imamo albume na mobitelima, tabletima ili laptopima, mnogo ljudi više ne izrađuje fotografije, što je za mene mnogo žalosno. Imala sam tih trenutaka kada mi se slučajno izbrišu slike sa telefona, pa čak i laptopa. To je nešto najgore što se može desiti meni, jer su za mene fotografije uspomene od života kojeg sam do sada prošla i kojeg ću se sa osmijehom prisjećati za nekoliko godina. Već dugo sam planirala izraditi sve fotografije koje su meni važne, ali nikada nisam imala vremena da pregledam sve fotografije i izaberem najljepše. Međutim izdvojila sam svoje vrijeme i izabrala nekoliko fotografija koje sam na stranici yolobook.ba uredila i poslala, kako bi mi oni izradili ove divne albume. Oduševili su me toliko

''Once upon a time...''  Fairy tales usually start like this and with these words you immediately fall in the upcoming adventures. Do you like fairy tales? I'm such a fan of them, that I started to write my own ones. Maybe if I get the courage I will publish one here someday. Why am I such a fairy tale lover? We live in an really realistic and sometimes cold world without imagination. I'm sad when I see how children know only to play with mobiles, tablets or laptops and can't use imagination like me and other children in the past. Isn't it sad? I remember how much I loved fairy tales and movies which are made based on them and how I tried to dress up like the princesses in the movies. My cousin and me had a daily routine to recreate the fairy tale movies in my room. I have a big smile on my face just thinking about it. Oh yeah, to continue, because the world is now like that, fairy tales are like the escape doors to go trough them and forget about t

Hello everyone.  I came up with a new outfit and a new theme. My post has the theme ''Gone'' and there is a reason why. My dream was always to travel around the world. But because I'm a student now, this dream is far away in the future, which I really hate. This year though, I got many chances to travel and most of them came true. Next month also, I will go to Czech Republic. My traveling is not the point of the theme, but it's the initiator of it. When I go somewhere else, wherever, another city or country, I get the feeling of running away from my duties and daily tasks. I just let everything be and get lost. It's like I'm just gone and that feeling of being gone is something that I started to love. The main initiator, causing me to love it, is myself, because I can't say no to new things. So I get myself into way too many things at once, which then makes me really stressed out. That's when I get the need to just run away. Have you ever watc

How are you doing, my dears?  Here I am. Again. I had plenty of time to think about the way I was going to make my next posts and I can't wait to show you all. I've learned so much from the people in the place I spent my time with and I'm forever grateful for everything. I could write you novels about how your views on the world should look like, your hopes and dreams, but I would just bore you with it and lets be real no one would listen anyways, because everyone learns the best from his own experiences. You will find yourself just after you overcome your good and bad experiences. You choose for yourself how you are going to make your life better and the way you are going to look at it. I'd wish for everyone of course, that its optimistic. I can affect it only this much in where I write posts of how I see and think about certain things, but its still on you how you are going to take my advice, or maybe something else that suits your more. I've learned that ever

Hello my dear readers and friends.  How are you doing? I'm really sorry for not posting for so long. I was laying in the sun and got the idea to write you why I'm not so active these past four weeks. I got a nice summer job in Germany again, so I started packing and finishing things to go there and start to work like last year. This year is something a little bit different. Last year I was a waitress in a restaurant for two months and it was hard but also amazing and fun. I met great people with who I'm still in touch with. I wanted to work there this year too but sadly I was a little bit late with emailing my chef, so there was no more spot left for me. I was sad, but luckily a woman, who I recently just met and who went to Germany to work there, found me a job. I made a joke to her, that if she has work for me too I would gladly accept it. Few weeks after that, she called me and found me a job. I was so happy and amazed that a woman who I just met found me a job. My