15 Jul
Oh boy, oh boy, I can hardly wait to get to Timisoara. I haven’t been this excited about going somewhere since a long time ago. I’m sure that Garana Festival will rock; now really, what can be more fun than staying 3 days in a tent, listening to good music, reading, spending quality time with friends? 
So, starting from tomorrow till Tuesday I’ll be in Timisoara and at Garana having fun 
12 Jul
Mum won’t go anywhere without me while I’m at home so I had to go with them to the countryside. I’m more of a homie person and I feel like an intruders in other people’s house, that’s why I’m always so stubborn when it comes to sleeping over. But I really like Mum’s friend and I’ve heard a lot about her house in the countryside and the great time my parents have there, so I joined them.
I don’t know why we Romanians eat sooo much. Really! It feels like all I did was eat, eat, eat, drink wine, eat, eat, eat. I should pull myself together and do a little exercise cause I’m not 17 anymore ** and to tell the truth, all this food is getting to me.
Thinking about it, it won’t be that bad when my parents will move outside Baia Mare. It should be relaxing staying in a house with flowers all around it, reading in a hammock etc. My only concern is uRMa, who is an apartment-cat and I wish her to remain that way. I’m seriously thinking of buying a leash for her and tying her to a tree every time she’s in the garden And she won’t be allowed outside by herself, that’s understood. Boy, I’m an crazy mother! 
Other than that, there are some (un?)wanted butterflies *or maybe hormones* that won’t leave me away. It’s not a good place or a good time for this, but whatever… I’ll see what will happen, if it’s going to happen, and try to make the best of it
8 Jul
Although BM is definitely not home anymore, it surely does have its advantages: free good food, peace and quiet (sometime in excess), awesome puffy clouds, some special people.
Up until now I’ve been living wonderfully lazy days; I’m reading a lot, eating a lot, sleeping a lot, doing everything a carefree person should be doing. I even babysat my older cousin cause she’s afraid of sleeping by herself when her husband is at the hospital.
My bike here is not as cool as Buttercup, but I’m riding it anyway. I’ve discovered that there is a great advantage of using the bike: you don’t see and especially you don’t stop to talk to all the people here. It’s so great to be on my way without having to fake smile after smile and to answer their stupid questions. Yes, yes, antisocial like always. And it feels damn good.
4 Jul
One thing is for sure: riding the bike at night simply rocks! It’s only warm outside, not many cars and just a few pedestrians. It’s an incredible feeling to which I have to say goodbye cause I’m sure Mum will freak out if she even suspects I want to ride the bike @ night in BM as well And I have to say goodbye for 2 whole months to my Buttercup; it screeches and cracks and makes every ugly possible sound, but oh how I love her! And talking about bikes, do the retards who walk on the bike lanes and who see me coming really think I’ll avoid them? No bloody hell! I can hardly wait for the day when I’ll hit one of those stupid bastards *evil laugh* I think it’s common sense to respect the rules, but it seems I’m the only one who believes that.
Call me crazy, but I miss my niece like hell! I keep picturing all the happy times we’re going to have, how I’m going to read to her, how I’m going to take lots and lots of pictures of her, how she’s going to follow me wherever I’m going, how her brother is going to be jealous Yeap, Sofia is one adorable kid!
Backpack is ready, full as always. It’s so stupid to have 2 homes, to go from one place to another and to have to carry so much shit. I wish I had the exact same clothes there; then the trip wouldn’t be such a pain in the ass. I hope the Beast will behave tonight! I so don’t want to leave uRMa with my parents. They aren’t very vigilent when it comes to keeping and eye on her and whenever I’m leaving her behind in BM I’m so scared and ugh, it’s a horrible feeling. Anyways…
It’s buh-bye Bucharest till September. Hope I won’t miss you
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