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24 Mar

Ms Influenza paid me a visit yesterday and now I feel like crap. Oh well, hope Mr Fervex will kick her ass.

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22 Mar

Thank God for the law of compensation! So, Persepolis + Cuba Libre + French music = one great Sunday.

Coralie Clément – Samba de mon coeur qui bat

When I grow up

21 Mar

…I’ll be just like them; like a character I saw in a play 2 years ago and  like one of my Mum’s friends. I am just going to wait for something that will never happen. I will be as stubborn as ever. I will develop more and more fixed ideas and annoying habits. I will reach the point when everybody will get on my nerves. I won’t be in the mood of seeing anyone anymore. I’ll just come back from work, stay indoors and read. Of course I won’t like the person I will have become, but it will be too late to change. I will be The Alone One. And then it will come the day when it won’t even matter anymore.

Anyways, let there be books, cats and tea, and fuck real life.

Days like this…

19 Mar

Ah, days like this shouldn’t be happening this rarely! I still can’t believe how smooth everything went today. It started with a Nutella + milk breakfast, continued with reading an amazing book in the metro, then I had to stay in line to pay my tuition fees only for about 10 minutes, the usually bitchy secretary actually smilled, I got a bottle of Cherry Coke from Delia *thank you, thank you!!!*, bought a lot of vegetables and I had an incredible delicious salad + feta cheese + rice while watching 2 episodes of Friends. And now I’m going to make myself a cup of strong black tea and get down to work. Now really, it was one great day!

Will you…? NO!

17 Mar

I was at the shaorma-place waiting in line. In front of me were 2 men, obviously not Romanian. They were middle aged and had brownish skin. At one point, one of them turns to me and asks:

- How old are you?
- Why do you want to know?
- Cause you look young.
- I’m 22.
- Oh, you’re just perfect!
- /:) *whatever*
- I’m 45.
- Yeah, good for you.
- Will you marry me?!
- NO! /:)
- I have money!
- I don’t care.
- I have 3,000 Euro.
- I really don’t care!!!
- Your loss!

Ah, Bucharest, always surprising!