30 & beyond

Let me start by announcing that there are toilets in the drive-in cinema. Man, the cleanest toitois I've ever seen in my entire life! I got so excited that I had to go twice. If nothing else comes out of it, at least we definitely learnt how to properly clean shit during this pandemic. What do you do when the date goes well? Are you happy, excited, butterflies in your stomach? Texting all the girls about how much fun you had? Checking your phone every minute from the moment they dropped you off waiting for their goodnight message even though you're well aware of the fact that they are still driving home and expect them to crash their car just for the beautiful soul that you are? No, that's for your teenage years (and twenties if your light hasn't broken yet). When you're thirty and been single for a year, you go home after your date, sit down on your couch and there is only one thing you do. You panic. It's kind of funny how you complain 24/7 about being...

Getting ready for a first date is always stressful, no matter how old you are. It doesn't matter if you know each other or it's a full on blind date, if you're not nervous on some level, you're a sociopath. Having that amount of confidence can't be healthy, go get yourself checked. I do not recall many dates from my teenage years. Things just... happen when you're a teenager. I do remember one date though, he took me to the movies - basic classic. I don't think I got very anxious while getting ready - I met the guy the weekend before outside the club while he was throwing up, it didn't really matter how I looked on that date. In the cinema. In the dark. I've already won. In my twenties it was game on. I didn't take very long to doll up, let's be honest here, you'll never look as hot as when you're in your twenties. Guys also don't look at your face that much, you still got that hot bod going on, regardless the three tim...

At first I wanted to be a journalist. Lucky for me I realized soon enough that I like to eat three dishes a day and have a roof above my head so I did not become a journalist in Hungary. Then I wanted to write a book. I wrote a page in 2015 and never touched it again. It would have been shit anyway. This is 30 and beyond because... well, I am 30 and officially beyond. I refuse to add this year to my age as it was basically lost due to the COVID-19 pandemic. Funny how they say turning 30 isn't the end of the world, yet here we are. My plans obviously didn't work out. Or at least not the way I thought they would.  I am 30 and single, no kids in plain sight, and honestly since the last time I had a personal blog (age 22-23) not much has changed. Yes, I am wise. I have no more storage left for the amount of wisdom. Yes, I am experienced. Some say half would have been more than enough. Yes, I learnt shit. And here I am doing the exact same thing as seven year...