Rainbow Child

Remember those Garbage lyrics “I think I’m paranoid and complicated”? Well, I’m bloody paranoid right now!!! I come back home from school, pass the letterbox and what do I see? Its door is open! Yeah, I don’t have a lock for it and except that one time some old fucker from the block stole my literary magazine, I’ve always received all of my mail. But now that Ramona told me I should have got her letter, I’m really starting to believe someone took it away Uh, I’m so angry that I feel like… I don’t know, knocking on everyone’s door and yelling at them did you take my letter??? Bloody old bastards!!!

It was awesome!!! After two days of staying indoors, I finally got out. Went to school, actually enjoyed the classes, then spent 4h in Carturesti. I had to wait like forever for A. to show up, but he brought me a flower *how in the world did you know it was my favourite flower?!* and he was instantly forgiven It was kind of strange spending that much time together after last week, but it was nice. And he didn’t even mind the bitching and the girlie talk

Can you believe I actually didn’t feel the need to drink another cup of tea for the rest of the day? Apparently I had enough for just one day Anyways, I bought a *kind of* matching cup for my beautiful teapot and another bag of tea – it’s called autumnal *something*. Hope it’s good It sounded like the kind of tea I’d like to drink on a crappy autumn day – just stay indoors, read a good book, enjoy my tea and tell the weather outside that I can’t bring me down anymore cause I’ve learnt how to deal with it.

*I’ve changed the name of the teapot; it’s called Butter and the teacup it’s called, uhm, Cup But together they are Buttercup, which is a lovely name, flower and cartoon character – yup, I’m really proud of myself for finding such a nice name*

Tomorrow, errr, today is going to be just one of those hectic days. I have classes from 8 o’clock *and yeah, I’m going!*, then I have 4h of English translations *we’re learning Economy & Law definitions and terms and it really, really sucks!*, then it’s off to the publishing house to get the next book I’m supposed to correct. There’s a literature festival starting tomorrow at 5 o’clock and I really want to go, and I will, but Adi asked if I’d like to go to a movie with him and I said yes, so I’ll have to leave early from the festival. But I owe Adi one – I was supposed to go a bloggers’ party on Sunday, but I completely forgot about it and I didn’t even tell him I wasn’t going, so it’s time I made up for it.

You’ll never guess what we talked about today during the German classes It was all about trips and places we have visited or we’d like to see. Ironic, isn’t it? Apart from the regular bullshit in the coursebook, I really liked this quote: “Reisen ist heute wie Fernsehen. Von allem jüngere Menschen die mit dem Fernsehen aufgewachsen sind, “zappen” durchs Leben, im Last-Minute-Flug von Destination zu Destination.” I’m too lazy to translate it, but I totally agree with it Travelling has never been easier

After my Just like heaven -The Cure and All I need – Radiohead obsessions from this week *I don’t even want to see this week’s charts on last.fm; I’m too young to have a heart attack!*, I found this nice old song on my computer.

You want to burn your bridges? I’ll help you start the fire.
You want to disappear? I got the manual right here.
You say you want my help? I can’t help myself.
You want my help? I can’t help myself.

Take me with you when you go now. Don’t leave me alone.
I can’t live without you. Take me with you, take me with you when you go.

I’ll leave you with Morphine and Take me with you.

Ps. Ramona told me she had sent me a letter some weeks ago but I didn’t receive it Where’s my letter, dudes??? She even bought a bookmark for me; it had my name written in Japanese. I want the letter from my Ramona and my bookmark!!!

I’m feeling incredibly girlie today, so I’m going to wear a skirt Now that’s something I don’t do often.

Ps. uRMa is trying to sabotage my day by constantly jumping on me and trying to destroy my stockings. The bitch!!!

I can’t believe how nice she’s been the last 2 days. I think she’s trying to make up for having been a bitch this weekend. This morning I found her sleeping on my head. She even follows me around the house and sleeps on my feet when I’m in bed reading. This cat is so strange.

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days

Just like a dream… these last three days were exactly like a dream. Which is kind of tricky when I think about my resolution not to dream anymore. It was sooo sweet while it lasted, now it’s back to bloody reality.

The guys were awesome! I picked them up at Gara de Nord, took them at La Escu to eat something, then brought them home. The shitty part is that I have only one room at my disposal and we crammed in it for three days: 4 boys, 1 girl and 1 cat. There are lots of things I’m sorry for: I’m sorry my room is too small; I’m sorry Dan had to sleep on the floor cause he was so stubborn and didn’t want to sleep in my bed; I’m sorry Robbie wasn’t comfortable at all sleeping on the couch; I’m sorry uRMa was a real bitch and meowed a lot; I’m sorry the weather was simply miserable and I couldn’t take them sightseeing; I’m sorry I don’t know good shopping places in Bucharest; I’m sorry, guys

Anyways, Saturday night we went dancing. It was fuuuun! We all got quite tipsy, but we danced and laughed. They said they had a great time, so I have to believe them. On Sunday and Monday we walked around the city a bit, but it was raining and really windy outside, so we ended up back at my place. Stefan cooked and Dan made brownies And they bought me a so very beautiful greenish teapot I love it! *I found a name for it: Butterfly *

I don’t know, foreigners are fascinating. They are sooo different and that’s what makes them special And another thing I really like about them is that they don’t give a damn about their appearance. It must be awesome to be able to say “fuck you, I’m wearing my torn T-shirt today!” or whatever. And they buy second-hand clothes and are not ashamed of that *thumbs up!!!*. And they don’t smoke, which is totally hot

Yeah, it was awesome having them over. Of course I was really sad when they left. It’s not such a nice feeling knowing I’m not probably going to see them never ever again. Oh, maybe I’ll see Stefan someday, because Vienna is not that far away, but I don’t think I’ll ever visit Australia or America. Yeah, it’s pretty strange…

My life is like a train station. Trains come and go and don’t stay that much. But there are certain ones which rock my world and leave me wanting for more. Thank you, guys!

Imi pare asa rau ca nu i-am multumit for the butterflies. Imi pare rau ca nu l-am imbratisat mai des. Imi pare asa de rau ca nu o sa-l mai vad niciodata.