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Happy New Year…with a slight delay, as I had no time to post before;)

I spent the New Year’s Eve quietly with mom and dad, eating štanglice [can't explain], some prosciuto, cheese and olives on toothpicks and Dr. Oetker vanilla pudding with raspberry sauce. I was almost feeling like an old friend of mine died, because somehow, I learned to love 2006, even after some of the most painful experiences in my life so far. Maybe because I really loved the last two months? Either way, she’s gone to heaven now and I hope she’s beating the s**t out of 2004, the year that will never be forgiven in my mind, for many many reasons. All my problems date from 2004 and 2005 and 2006 didn’t manage to solve them all, either though I was really trying hard.

The New Year’s day was a stereotype one, apart from the fact that I woke up at five in the morning again. I was looking at the break of dawn from the bathroom window, and then I remembered there was a Tom & Jerry marathon on Boomerang. So, yes, I spent the most of the day watching that and updating Invisible Movement for the first time in 2007. I re-published the whole Albany and East Rutherford special and the Vienna special finally saw the light of the day.

Speaking of Vienna, I also watched the traditional New Year’s concert with mom, but this time it was slightly different, as mom was like: “Did you see this place? Did you see that place?” every ten seconds. I told her that I did see Belvedere, but that I did not see Schönbrünen. In the end, she concluded that I should go back to Vienna and do more sightseeing, preferably during the warmer part of the year, so I could experience Prater at its best and see the royal gardens. What’s with my connections to that city, anyway? Mom and dad made me in Vienna and I left my heart in Vienna, that’s for sure. Every single mention of Vienna gets out another moment from my mind and makes it more memorable. Hearing Radetsky Marsch at the end of the concert reminded me of how my friend Roberta said that one of her biggest dreams is to be at the New Year’s concert someday and how we both concluded that Radetsky Marsch is one of the greatest musical pieces on Earth. All cool people love classical music;)

Even with all this on my mind, I still can’t help remembering those New Year days we were spending at Zorana’s place, with her family and Jasna’s family; eating leftover food from the party we’d always been having there the night before. Us kids were eating on the floor, Zorana’s mom, Mila, was always trying to make us stuff we loved to eat…mostly dough-based snacks and cookies. And we were playing…one of our most common games was a roleplay of a family which was experiencing paranormal stuff. Despite the fact that I was the youngest of all three of us, I was the mother. Jasna was my son, Viki (not really a normal name for a boy) and Zorana was my daughter, Nina. Sometimes we were playing a game where we’d be running an orphanage and dolls were the kids. They all had names, last names and a history file. And when we were not in a mood for anything that special, we were playing with our Lego Fabuland sets. I seriously miss those days and it’s sad to see that Zoka & Jaca don’t miss them. So, yes, Jasna met a random dude in her grandmother’s hometown early this year, got pregnant in March, got married in July, had a baby named AFTER ME in November and she didn’t even freakin’ call me over. I want to go and see the baby, it’s a traditional thing. At least Jasna was actually replying to my texts after her mother gave me the number. I called Zorana twice, she told me that she’s not one of those people who arrange meeting up someone and then never meet up with them; but unfortunately she did that! I deleted both Zorana and Jasna’s numbers from my mobile phone, I am bitter and angry and I wonder how they can forget everything we’d been through as if we had not been best friends for eight years? I just don’t understand them and I am really disappointed with all my friends from the past. Many of the present as well, for that matter. I think it’s my biggest disappointment at the moment and it goes on and on and on…