Rainbow Child

OmG, a week seems like forever! It’s was more then horrible without my laptop. The fan got broken and I had to take the laptop to the service to get it fixed. Yeah, the bastards kept it there for more than one week for a crappy fan!!!! Bastards! At least I had plenty of time to read and to think about all kinds of things.

My life is not as pink as it used to be. First of all, I have the crappiest time table ever! Almost all my classes start at 8 in the morning and it’s like yeak! I can’t wake that early!!! I know I can’t… this means I’ll be skipping a lot more classes than I should and that’s not good at all. I know that, in the end, it’s all going to be ok, but oh, the though of waking up that early sends shivers down my spine! Brrrr….

My other MAJOR problem is, of course, Cata. He came back from Italy and we spent two incredible days together [but still no sex - I really think he has issues!]. The problem is that he thinks it’s so very normal to share a room, this semester, with his “best friend” – one of his university colleagues, a girl who likes him Say WHAT?! Over my dead body! Yes, I know I’m overreacting but it’s only his fault that he didn’t look for a place to stay after he got back. He knew the dudette was going to say “ok, you can stay with me for as long as you want” and for him it was perfect. I told him I don’t like the situation, that I won’t accept it and still, he’s there right now. He said it’s going to be for just a few days, but I know him: he’s not going to do a thing about this; he’s going to lie and tell me he’s looking for a place but he can’t find one bla bla bla and, before I know it, the semester will be over. This is where I draw the line. I’m sick and tired of him acting immature and not telling me the whole truth and doing stupid things like these and I’m sick and tired of this distance and all that other crap! I can’t take it anymore. It’s not doing me any good. No, I don’t want him anymore.

Yesterday I was a very bad girl. The old lady invited me AGAIN to have dinner with her and because I can’t say no, I had to go. She literally stuffed me! The food is good, but she always gives me too much to eat. I don’t know why, but she keeps giving me pork! I HATE pork! It’s been years since I last ate pork! Pork makes me sick! I eat only chicken and if it’s necessary I can eat veil, but NOT pork!!!! So, out of the sudden I was confronted with a serious problem: 4 pieces of fried pork were lying on my plate and the old woman was actually expecting me to eat them! Oh, the pain, the horror!!! That filthy meat was on my plate and was waiting for me to eat it! No way in hell!!! When I was preparing to tell the lady that I’m not going to touch the meat, the phone rang. She got up, left the kitchen and started talking on the phone. I knew it was time to act: I grabbed 2 of the 4 pieces of meat, put them in a napkin and then in my pocket. When she came back I was smiling and praising her food. She was prepared to make me eat all the meat, but I told here I simply couldn’t eat anymore and, thank God, she understood. The problem was that I had the meat in my pocket and I was constantly thinking about it. Yeak, yeak, yeak! I could hardly wait to get outside and throw away my “package”. Mum told me not to play with food, but it was a matter of life and death this time

Well, now I’m waiting to start feeling depressed and lonely I know those days are on their way, but, hopefully, I’ll be ok this time, too. It’s easy to end a relationship when you’re feeling angry, because you don’t actually feel anything besides your anger right then, but after awhile, you start to feel the real shit. And you start to ask so many questions: where did all go away? Was this all? I really don’t love him anymore? And the saddest of all: did I really love him?

I just got back from town and I did something I’m not very proud of As I was about to reach my block, there were 2 kids, of about 12-13 years old, on the pavement. I passed them by and one said, with a very know-it-all-tone: “Hey you, don’t you know that the skate shoes are worn with the laces untied?” And I was like “Oh, shut up!”. Then the bastard said some bad words and I turned, grabbed his ear and sqeeeeeezed it really tight. I made him apologize and I was on my way again. But nooooo, the bastard said again bad words as I was walking away. So, yeah, I turned around and grabbed his ear again and looked into his stupid eyes and told him with all the hate I could gather: “You should learn how to behave cause this country is full of idiots like you!” No, I’m not at all proud of what I did or said, but I simply couldn’t control myself.

I’m sick and tired of all the retards in this country! People who show no respect for others, people who tell you bad words just because you’re different, people who think they’re so cool cause they can make fun of you. FUCK YOU! Learn a little respect or go shot yourselves! Bloody stupid people!

God, I am tired! This doesn’t feel like a well-deserved holiday at all! It’s more about running from one place to another, scheduling meetings with friends, walking in the city for hours and hours… I’m more exhausted than I was in the exams session. I really, really need some rest.

On another topic, this was the lamest train journey ever! First of all, it was kind of cold. Then, having my laptop with me, I watched an episode of M.A.S.H. before trying to sleep. And I didn’t notice that I had put my phone on the laptop bag and it slipped inside. So when I finished watching the episode, I put the laptop in the bag and wanted to set the alarm on my phone, but guess what, I couldn’t find that bloody thing!!! And I looked for it for minutes and minutes and couldn’t find it anywhere. Yes, I was beginning to panic. In the end I remembered where I had put it and searched in the bag for it – there it was! So I set the alarm for 4:20 in the morning [the train arrives at 4:45 in Baia Mare] and slept. A voice woke me up: “Who has number 72 and is supposed to get off at Baia Mare?” Damn, damn, damn! My phone was out of battery and it shut down, so of course I didn’t wake up when I should have! I put my shoes on, grabbed the huge backpack, my laptop bag and my other bag and I ran out of the train. I was so confused and it was raining, thank God dad was there and took my bags from me. Then, just I was about to get in the car, I remembered that I had left my book in the train!!! I ran back, got in, took the book and ran out again. I really didn’t want the train to start moving and be forced to jump out of it, you know, like in the movies

Yesterday was shopping day! OMG, I bought soooo maaaaaany clothes! I have the coolest spring jacket ever!!! And I also have lots of so very sweet blouses I just love it when I buy clothes and because in Bucharest I don’t know any decent [and I'm referring to price here] clothes shop, I have to wait till I’m back home in order to buy new clothes. So, yeah, now I totally rock and my feminine side is more than satisfied

And because I’m kind of bored with my glasses, I wanted to change them. I went to I don’t know how many shops and couldn’t find a bloody frame to suit my taste! They were either too big or the colour was a crappy one. I want a rectangular green/orange/black frame a bit narrow than the usual frames. It’s not such a big deal, but it looks like there’s no such thing here! Well, at least I spent some quality time with My Maria. Oh, I’d asked Radu to copy the Seinfeld serial on DVDs for me and he did that. That was very nice of him. And he’s as good-looking as ever

Good things:

I don’t have to pay for anything while being in Baia Mare

the oranges are still fresh and sweet here

I’ve discovered a new type of milk – it’s produced in the E.U and it contains milk powder, which gives it a special taste – just like condensed milk, which I totally love! And it’s also cheaper than the normal milk! \m/ Milk rules!

Mum’s going to Germany in March and she agreed to bring back for me LOTS of sweets and tea. Thank you, Mum!

Bad things:

I brought a lot of clothes with me, but I forgot to put items of underwear, so now I have to wear the underwear I left here. No more colourful and happy underwear for a whole weak!!! Damn!

The sun is up
I’m so happy I could scream!

Today started perfect: I had received an e-mail from Alex I couldn’t believe that! I feel so good that, after a 2-year silence, we’re talking again. I’m happy to know that he’s ok, that he’s not sick, that he likes it in Cluj. I can’t yet believe that we’re talking like two good friends. I loved him so much and I suffered like a dog for almost three years, but I’m happy that I meant something to him. Thank you, Alex, for making my day!
Then I had my final exam this semester. It was an English oral exam. I got a 10! And the teacher told me that my seminar paper was a very nice one! Oh yeah, that boost my ego! It was easier that I had expected: I explained the grammar problems, solved the fill in exercise and read my translation. She then said: “Ok, nice. 10!” U-hu!!!!
I came home, took a shower [no more salty-sea smell ] and finished correcting the book for Tritonic. I packed my bag and now I’m off to the railroad station. I’m meeting Jen and Cristina. I’m in such a bouncy state! I sing and dance; I can’t sit still! Yeah, I’m going home! It’s the first time I want to go, it’s the first time I can hardly wait to be there. I’m going to relaaaaaax this week… violent lazy days, here I come!!! 8->

Counting numbered days: 11 days till he’ll be back in Romania!!! I can hardly wait!!!!