Rainbow Child

• it’s harder being alone in a small town than in a big city.
• doctor House is really a bastard! Gotta love than character; too bad that the first 6 episodes of the first series were all following the exactly same patters. Creativity problems?
• my parents are afraid that 3 full days in Budapest are a bit too much and we’ll get bored there. Mum, Dad, wtf is wrong with you?!
• uRMa is a fat bitch who sleeps only on my monitor or the ironing table. And sometimes she gets behind the flowers and I can’t see her and I start to panic. But she makes it up to me when she comes at night and cuddles next to me.
• Mum is such a crazy driver that I’m afraid of letting her take me back to Bucharest by car. Have to find a solution for this cause I have a shitload of luggage.
• this radio station is incredibly awesome! Those were the years, that was the music!
• my hair looks like shit, but I don’t want to cut it anymore. Yes, the future months will be fun, fun, fun.
• this autumn I’m taking Spanish classes, yey!
• nectarines are so peachy!
• I’m thinking of growing some flowers (small sunflowers) and also some aromatic herbs (basil, parsley, maybe oregano). I know, I’m out of my bloody mind!
• lazy days are starting to get on my nerves, honestly!

After spending 4 days at the countryside doing literally nothing, I can say loud and clear that I miss Bucharest. Therefore I even phoned some of my Bucharest friends; I needed to hear them saying they’re doing stuff, that they’re not idle like me. One month and almost 2 weeks spent here are more than enough. The good part is that I’ll be leaving for Budapest and Prague in no time and after I return from the trip I’ll go directly to Bucharest.

I’m a bit anxious though: I have no idea if I am going to be accepted at the master programs I’m applying to, I don’t know with whom I’m going to share the flat (goddamn cat allergies, how they ruined what could have been an epic flat mate relationship ) and I don’t have even the faintest clue as to where I’m going to work (just part-time, I’m not yet prepared for a full-time job). Anyways, people tell me not to worry that eventually everything will be in its right place, but I wouldn’t be myself if I didn’t worry like crazy

I so hate uncertainties and not knowing what will happen.

This is my third Maramures trip in the last year and the more I visit this region, the more I love it. This time we were more on the road, stopping briefly in Sighet (why the heck don’t I have relatives there? I’d love to get the possibility of spending a couple of days there every summer) and in Vatra Dornei (it was nice, but way too provincial for me). Just like my cousin Alex, Ralf is a person who drives so nicely and with whom I feel so safe in a car, so the long hours spent driving were actually fun. The views from the north of Maramures and from Suceava were breath-taking! I didn’t know Suceava was such a beautiful county; I have to admit I was impressed. One day I’ll be able to say that I’ve seen the whole of Romania. Now I’m just working on that

Yesterday I got my bike from the bike shop. It has a brand new back wheel, so shiny and cute. But it also has some minor problems, something with not going as smooth as before, but heck, it’s more old-school now

I’m not afraid of riding it, but I’m very afraid of pedestrian crossings. The day after the accident I went out for a walk and I almost couldn’t cross the street. I was incredibly afraid of being hit by a car again. And when I was walking on the pavement, if I heard brakes screeching, I would close my eyes and shudder. Now I’m better, I hope, but I still have moments when I feel like I’m going to be hit again. Awful feeling

I was so surprised when Mum wanted to come biking with me so fast. And she didn’t even make a huge fuss about this accident. She was upset, very upset, but she knows she can’t stop me from riding my bike, so she’s just trying to accept it. She such a great mother! But when it comes to riding, she’s so irresponsible! (I know I’m not the one to talk, but…). She’s so used to driving a car that she keeps going on the middle of the lane and I have to shout at her to come back on the margin. That’s why I let her ride in front of me, so I can keep an eye on her.

We ride the bikes almost every afternoon for about an hour. When we arrive back home we’re so wasted and so content. I like the fact that we’re doing something together daily. I feel we’re not wasting this little time we have together here.

On a happier note, I could listen to this song aaaaall day long. I haven’t had goose bumps listening to a song since a very long time.