An update...

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I haven't written here in a very long time. I didn't know what to write... or how to put my feelings, my life into words. It sounds funny since I love to talk and I am almost never out of words.

You might remember the post about Flowers and Fingernail Polish... well, the good friend , the guy who drew those ended up to be my boyfriend. His name is Peter. He is from Szeged, Hungary, but lives in Preston, England. We met at the YSA Conference held in Dobogoko Hungary. We liked each other so we decided to keep in touch. Well, things evolved very fast, and I will just put down main ideas:
1. Went back to work after the conference, my boss shared with me things I did not really agree with (no need of details) so the next day I turned in my 20 day notice (according to the law) I told him I did not see things his was, and I didn't want to continue working together, but to make it a nice "break up" I was going according to the law (instead of immediate termination) In 3 days, my boss terminated my contract
2. I wasn't without a plan: I texted Peter I decided to move to Preston ...early :)
3. Packed all my things in Arad, closed that chapter and went for a while home with my parents
4. Lost 1 suitcase and 3 large bags of my things (but that is another funny story for another post)
5. Spent 10 days with Peter visiting Arad, Stei, Hungary... amazing days, that is all I have to say about it
6. Packed the rest of my stuff in the back of Peter's car and we drove to Preston
7. NOW I am getting used to the new city, new life...

I am happy. I have no idea what comes next, I don't have a well laid plan, but I am slowly coming up with one, but not alone: with Peter. And that makes me the happiest. He makes me the happiest.

Here are some pictures for you, pictures of me and my Peter :)












Comments

  1. TessOctober 4, 2012 at 9:13 PM

    Wonderful update! He must be a great guy to have caught your attention! Keep us posted!! SO do you speak Hungarian to each other?

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  2. NicoleOctober 5, 2012 at 2:37 AM

    That's amazing Eni! I'm so happy for you! I admire that you would pick your life up like that and make such a bold move to emigrate to another country for love!

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  3. Eni Kiss :)October 6, 2012 at 4:08 PM

    Nicole, for a man like him, you would do the same - do whatever it takes not to lose him. Love makes you do many crazy things :))
    Tess, we speak Hngarian... I walk around Preston with a Hngarian - Romanian dictionary. When I don't know something, I say it in English... but he is amazing, he understands my Hungarian , and has a lot of patience with my weaknesses :)

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