Rainbow Child

A friend told me tonight that I’m the director of my life’s movie and that I can edit, cut, delete all the scenes that I don’t like. Applying this principle, here goes nothing:

I hate rainy days. I hate autumn because of the rainy day and of the cold weather. But having a bike makes everything so easy. I felt so good riding my bike today. There were, like always, many cars but nobody honked at me this time. And I guess the bad weather scared the pedestrians away cause the bike lanes were unexpectedly free.

I’m not an explorer: I take the same route day after day after day and I don’t get bored of it. I know all the stops, all the holes in the pavement, I know the favourite places of the people who park their cars on the bike lanes. I’m best friends with this road.

I’m always thinking about a lot of stuff while biking and today was ‘I-miss-Vienna‘ day.  The music made me even more nostalgic. I think Stefan would be proud of me; I’m not jogging, but at least I’m getting some exercise I wish I could go back there just for a few days.

But after I met my friends I forgot everything about my nostalgia. I took my bike to the third floor of a beautiful old apartment building and put it on the balcony. I’m afraid of leaving it outside. I haven’t had a girls’ night in for quite some time now and it felt great being there with them. I laughed so hard my tummy hurt Maybe instead  of isolating myself when I feel down I should do exactly the opposite: go out more, meet more friends, spend quality time with people that really matter to me ( <- NTS).

Nothing compares to biking next to Tineretului Park during the night: the park is completely empty, it’s just me, the smell of trees and the music. For a few minutes nothing else mattered. Then, before I knew it, I was back home. uRMa was waiting for me in the hall, the room was warm, the tea is great.

The deleted scenes:

Dogs running after me, barking and trying to bite me.

The idiot who intentionally bumped his shoulder into mine and then laughed. It hurt and I almost fell off my bike. Next time something like this happens can I call the police or should I throw a big stone at him hoping I crack his head and then make a run for it?

I’m trying really hard to be a civilised biker, but sometimes I feel like I’m losing it and all I want is to hurt the people that hurt me. I can kick and spit, I can yell and curse, and one day they will make me stoop to their level and do all that. Some people are scum.

While I read my life away, some of my friends prefer to spend their time actually doing Something: making movies, translating books, traveling etc. I am proud to know such special people and the picture I received this evening makes me even prouder

Made by Ramona (link1, link2) and Ben (link).

This was one of the happiest Fridays ever. No reason is the best reason!

The curse of being forever 17 is having eternal zits on my face

I’ll stop bitching for a few days about the autumn and my depression and instead I’ll think about the sunny days I had in Prague this August. Pavla proposed we take a trip to a nearby city. I picked Český Krumlov the moment I saw some pictures with the town. I couldn’t have made a better choice

Český Krumlov is a beautiful, beautiful town! At least the old part of the town The ones who don’t like to be surrounded by tourists all the time and think that Prague is too touristic should really visit Český Krumlov instead. It’s quaint, small, beautiful – the perfect town to wander around for a day. It’s also part of the UNESCO Word Heritage Sites.

We had an excellent time there, ate plenty of traditional Czech food and drank a very sweet traditional brandy (got a bit tipsy, must admit that *blushing* ). All in all, the Prague experience was something that I won’t ever forget