Yesterday...

my Prince Charming.. (no 3)...has released a new single...
How could somebody not love him ?!

just listen...

The sweetest...

thing that a P.C. has done lately was a butterfly bumper sticker from a pink bubbly chewing gum...

Actually, there were two... a cute perplexed spider was involved also...

I tried to imprint it on my hand for half an 10 minutes, that laughed myself for 20 more.. and later realized that I should eat more pink bubbly gum ...

Funny...

Someday your Prince Charming will come... Mine just took a wrong turn, got lost, and is too stubborn to ask for directions...

Yup, shoes...

off...laugh..
Ok, I'm stupid... :))

P. (not at all) C. wasn't what I've expected...

...although 'would you like to have dinner'.. seamed very charming

Except his looks and attitude that made me find him intriguing... (well he was exactly my type) ...'P. C.' was superficial, not so communicative and social, and besides his waaay to big confidence, his biggest flaw was his arrogance..

..but despite that, I really enjoyed the evening thanks to the rest of the companionship...

We're supposed to see each other tomorrow evening, but..
I think I'll let other P.C's amaze me..

.. while he returns on Monday to his kangaroos...




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At first sight...

the real deal?!

I wouldn't bet my life on it...
just half of my heart...

The lost, never had, missing and returned P.C. was the first thing I set my eyes on, after stepping in to the 'sangre caliente' salsa club..

He just had something in his eyes that made me believe he might be ...what I've been searching for... ( za uan :)) )

Refusing 'today', all is left is 'tomorrow' ..my home made pasta, him, rain and philosophy...

I lied...

Cinderella said she'll skip bad boys for a while...

It seems now she's just doing the contrary...
...perhaps because she loves to prove herself wrong...

She's having the strangest 'relationship' that she always said she'll never have...


Ummm... brains...
I need some !!!

Today...

I had two P.C...

I was about to bump into the first one next to my favorite pretzels shop at Unirea... I was disoriented and hungered while looking at the showcase and HE was wearing a police outfit, tall, green eyes, with a Wenthworth Miller glance...

He was the type of guy that made you want to rip your clothes off and jump in his arms...
But I decided I'll pass bad boys for a while, especially since last week... I didn't got my driving licensee because one of his colleagues was probably a 'naive brunets fan'...


Yet still, we love men in uniforms... :D






The second P.C. was great...

He endured me talking for 2 hours without stopping, he watched me with a betrayed childish look while eating a slice of lemon from my glass,after putting sugar on it ...and was amazed how comfortable I was doing all those silly things...

We talked for 5 hours about life, men and women, cars, cities and places we loved, I told him about my secret dream island, Richard Clayderman, movies, and all the stupid little things that either one of us loved...
As a reward for being myself I got 'shaorma' and 'ayran' ..on the edge of a sidewalk in a park...

After having a great night, now I remebered the most important thing... I forgot to tell him the complete name of my dream car...besides Dodge...it's Chalenger... They probably named it after me.. :))

My favorite Prince Charming...

is dark haired, black eyes.. with a fit body, a Greek name, has supernatural powers and is twice stubborn than me..

This afternoon I was on top of him.. sweaty and reckless.. For an hour he made me laugh, almost threw me to the ground, played me, almost made me cry and happily scream in the same time...

When I got off of him, I realized that I was exhausted...couldn't even move my feet..
After that, we spent some quality time on a meadow, just watching each other.

Nobody makes me feel as happy as he does.. he rushes adrenaline into my veins and then takes me to hell for 1 minute, and then brings Paradise to earth...
The time we spend together is... fu**ing unbelievable !!


He is the perfect P.C. for me, except few small details that don't approve of.. like eating tons of carrots, sugar, and grass.

Unfortunately for me...we have no future..

He's a horse!!
:))

To my critics...

Ai apolageaiz for mai bead inglis gramar..

I never suggested that I would be even close to perfection, on the contrary... Soo.. I believe mostly of my blog entries are the prove of that..

I sincerely thank people that correct my wrongs, and appreciate the ones that contradict me, simply for the fact that they have an opinion that they motivate...

And I also want to show my gratitude towards my many devoted readers, a dazzling number that will soon reach 10 ..
:))


This is a romanian version of my english

Improvisneyland...

P.C. made me laugh for 2 hours... He had a 'ragga style' bad moment... :)) but kept me awake every second of many good ones...

Even though not very charming glasses, the way this face twisted and turned and the senseless but yet smart things he always had to say.... made my imagination wander strangely...

So here's to Deko Cafe!!!

P.C.

yelled my name in the middle of Magheru street... and we realized that we were old virtual buddies.. During that 1 minute conversation he's medium sized hair got in his charming blue eyes.. before being pushed away with a playful smile..

After a few hours, another P. (very) C. I keep on bumping into everywhere lately... shivered me with a Robbie Williams song, held my hand tightly while I was tripping on him trying to waltz and gave me the P. Diddy look while making a karaoke duet..that 'totally eclipsed my brains'..

Each day...

I'll write a little bit of every Prince Charming in my life... especially the things I love about men I already know, or meet for 10 seconds... or just imagine they exist :))

Today..he drove pretty chaotic because I was runnin' late for office... We barely talked...when he picket me up from home... but all those 15 minutes I could not stop staring at this his concentrated confusing way of driving...

So... viva 'Pelicanul' taxi company!!!!

Prince Charming...

I will try, because of the imaginary existence of my portuguese friends, to write my posts in an international language... Sooo from now on, I'll be writing in hindu.


Sacrificing my feet for a whole week, killing them on 10 cm heels to feel like a Cinderella, i had the luck to almost break my ankle right in the middle of the street...

Fortunately, I was picked up half the way on my landing gracefully on the ground... Looking up to my rescuer, I was amazed and delighted that Prince Charming has finally appeared.. Stupid and senseless as ever, I forgot what to do...

After 1 minute of smiling and blushing I eventually said '-Multumesc.' But he stared with a lost look. I tried again '-Thanks, danke, gracias, merci, obrigado' ... But he responded with something like - 'Uru duguru ja simith doc' ...:)))

I smiled, made a few steps...watched him walk away and triped again... This time I really broke my ankle...


Now..it's just me.. a bag full of ice.. and that stupid hindu smile..



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Pe vremuri...

as fi aratat asa....
Mi-am petrecut o ora intreaga cu rasete fara oprire....


'54- tocilara clasei ..'64- dependenta de fixativ ..'70- exotica,electrizanta













'72- dioptrii si bucle ..'74- gospodina exemplara ..'82- voluminoasa si lucitoare













...'84- fericita si filata ...'86- excentrica ...'88- baietoasa













'90- mutatie genetica ..'92- cel putin diva ..'94 - un mic carbune trendy













Inca rad...
Genial site-ul care te teleporteaza in timp...
..gasit pe unu din blogurile citite de mine frecvent...


Sooo...Let's go back in time!!!

Barbatii

Barbatii Sunt Precum Pantofii!!!

cei care iti plac, te costa… foarte putini merita pastrati mai mult de un sezon… daca nu ii iei potriviti, s-ar putea sa te bata… cei comozi nu te atrag, iar cei care te atrag nu vor sa intre… oricat le-ai vorbi, nu devin mai maleabili… unul singur nu e de ajuns decat pentru cenusarese… unii merita lasati la usa… lumea te judeca in functie de ei… alte femei te invidiaza pentru ai tai, iar tu invidiezi alte femei pentru ai lor… cei sireti trebuie legati… toti trebuie calcati in picioare !!!

:)))))))))

Floating...

on my back, staring at some hidden stars, somewhere in some who knows swimming pool, at 4am, with a very good salsa tequila dancer friend of mine...i got to this conclusion:

WOMEN:
need a P. Diddy before sex...
...an Antonio Banderas during...
and a James Morrison after...


The question is... what do men want ???!?!??

Meu coração...

sido perdido em um sorriso de alguns olhos místicos sobre um incêndio areia...

O brilhante fogo de jogo de ligado uma distorção toda existência meu... Tudo o que sei sobre você é um tempo sem segundos...uma eternidade de sorrisos...

Goodbye coffee...

si cel mai bun croissant cu unt pe care l-am mancat vreodata...
Stau la o terasica in Pta Rossio... si privesc viata din jur... cu aceeasi ochi de copil... dar fara inima (o alta poveste...) ...

Am sa fac un mic ghid de bucurii ale inimii in noul meu oras de sufletel...idiot...

Must see... :
Turnul din Belem - fosta inchisoare pe malul oceanului, sec 16


Manastirea Jeronimos - impresionanta, giganta, uriasa... ´taietoare de respiratii´ :))
Castelul San Jorge - antic, vechi ...si frumos luminat noaptea
Statuia lui Hristos si Podul 24 Aprilie - ramai mut ceva secunde


Must eat at... :
Restaurante Milano - melcisori simpatici ca gustare si creveti gustosi...


Must go have fun in ... :
Hard rock cafe - sa vezi masina atarnata de tavan ... si sa te bucuri vineri seara de muzica 60´s

Cafe do Brazil - sa te faci dependenta de cafea si croissante cu unt.. si sa iei 5 kg in plus...
Lux - si toate celelalte clubulete, terase karaoke si cafenele din zona Docas


Must go to... :
Costa da Caparica - daca faci surf, sau vrei sa te uiti ca o cretina la barbati care fac... :))
Cascais - sa faci plaja si sa vezi o minune a naturii ´La Boca del Inferno´...sau sa te indragostesti nebuneste...

Calzedonia - magazin unde au cele mai ´in´ costume de baie, si de unde poti iesi falita (trust me)


Must hear... :
Mario Pacheco - muzica fado/chitara portugheza... care poate face si o persoana fara suflet sa ofteze (trust me again)


p.s.: mai am de aberat muuult, dar tre sa fug sa ma plimb cu tramvaiul...

p.p.s: azi e ziua unui amic de´al meu ´taximetrist´ ... La multi ani,cojones!!! Ti-am luat ceva simpatic!!
:))

Top...

Ca sa vedeti ca nu va mint... am facut niste poze nevinovate...
...fie, tre sa le arat si pitzipoancelor mele ´ilegalitatile´ inregistrate pe radarul meu ... :D

Sooo.... TOP 10 , hot asses...

10... 9... 8... 7...









6... 5... 4...








3...











2...












1...













p.s.: barbatii portughezi sunt superbi... bruneti, bine facuti, zambete perfecte, priviri patrunzatoare, seducatori ... de sangre caliente !!! :))))))

p.p.s. : ´sexul frumos´ in schimb, nu... Nu am vazut atatea femei urate pe metru patrat in viata mea .... ;))


p.p.p.s : cred ca o sa ma mut aici....

Spaniola in portugheza

Am invatat sa numar corect in spaniola....

UNA ... botella de tequila
DOS ... portugueses
TRES ... portugueses y una botella de tequila
CUATRO ... culos grandes
CINCO ... portugueses con el culo grande
SEIS ... portugueses
SIETE ... portugueses con sonrisas hermosas
OCHO ... culos grandes en la playa
NUEVE ... portugueses
DIEZ ... portugueses con el culo grande...


´Numerologie´ inveti pe plaja de langa Lisabona...
:)))


ps: orasul e vis... Face susu pe Paris...


Ma fac astroloaga !!!!!!!!! :)))))))

Lisabona

Suntem in Lisboa...!!!!!!!!!!

Am sub balconul de pe str. Portas de Sao Antao, un muzician care mi canta pt corazon, cele mai melancolice melodii portugheze...

Rasete in Cacéres...

Pe niste scari arhaice... dureri de abdomen cauzate de povesti legate de Ceausescu, avioane luate din Anglia si porumb...

...rasete de niste italieni intinsi pe scarile unei ruine monumentale...care si puneau dorinte la stelele cazatoare... si care nu stiau ca si o alta parte din glob intelege italiana...

..printre milioanele de imbecilitati gandite si spuse...spartanii incepusera o discutie paradoxala despre o fatuca ce statea la cativa metrii de ei...
Partea proasta e ca fatuca intelegea perfect idioma...iar la plecare le a spus in limba materna .... ca ar trebui sa astepte o luna cazatoare pentru toate dorintele lor...


Cateodata e bine sa fi femeie, iar de multe ori e grozav sa ai si creier...







p.s.: ...iar alteori e nemaipomenit sa mergi descult...

La puerta del sol...

Azi vazui Trujillo...un orasel superb incarcat de istorie... cultura...ziduri imense...manastiri... biserici... un insufletit palat al conquistadorilor...

.. iar pe langa turnurile semete fara dragoni, de unde poti vedea cel mai frumos apus... un izbitor castel... de care iti este imposibil sa nu te indragostesti fulgerator...


E inutil sa spun ca ma gandeam cati ani ar fi asteptat printesa din turnuri sa fie salvata... Pana si printul atlet olimpic ...s-ar fi razgandit dupa ce ar fi urcat prima jumatate a drumului catre castel...







ps: azi am fost pentru 5 minute ´vrajitorita´...
...nu ca n-as fi si in restul timpului ... :))

Azi...

sunt la 350 de km de Madrid...
pe langa zeci de magazine ... si piatete...

...am fost in cel mai fermecator loc... o cetate aflata la zeci de metrii altitudine, iar de pe canapeaua terasei puteai vedea noaptea intreg orasul radiant...se sus...foarte sus...









p.s. : am baut cea mai proasta limonada ever..

Cojones !!!!!!!!!

Sunt in Madrid !!! De la Otopeni pana aici m-am indragostit de cel putin 5 ori ... :))
Si dupa maxim 10 minute...ca in viata mea de pana acum ... mi am dat seama ca de fapt ...ma eronez singura:)))

Cred k o sa am parte de o vacanta plina...










Am sa mai postez pe hi5 din cand in cand cate ceva ...

Bubbles' back !!!

Old crazy, unruly Bubbles has come back to life...


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Dupa un eveniment recent din incerta mea existenta am redevenit ceea ce eram de fapt cand nu eram adevarata eu... Ma uit in spate la ultimul an cu un mare zambet, real, venit din suflet ... si ca sa nu mi luxez foarte tare gatul... decid sa revin cu privirea spre furtuni...

Asadar...stilul vechi de viata, plin de adrenalina, curiozitati, dorinte, incalcari de reguli si actiuni bizare lipsite de sens imi apartine complet...cu tot cu drepturi de autor.. fara logica, sens, ratiune, directie sau justificari...

Prin urmare, actionez intocmai cum ma duce capsorul cel simpatic cu suvite blonde, fructific orice idee sau fragment de reflectie...care ma face sa consider catusi de putin ca maximizez orice traire, stare sau sminteala acuta...


Tocmai de aia am facut escapade... in Predeal, strict sa ma asez la umbra copacului meu preferat, sa l citesc pe Dostoievski...,

..sau la 350 km, ca sa vad un meci de fotbal ..al unui fan de al meu..:)) ... sa rontzai seminte, sa sar in sus la goluri si sa chitzai alaturi de o multime de prieteni necunoscuti... si sa stau cu un carton in cap pe o ploaie torentiala... in timp ce pantofii mei rosii intrau la apa cu cel putin 2 numere..:))

si sa fac expeditii cu gasca de retarzi in padurile din Curtea de arges...la 4 dimineata ...printre lilieci, prin albia unui rau, pe langa crengi incomode si animalute cu ochii fosforescenti...



Bineinteles ca nici plimbarile mele metropolitane cu bicicleta... pe ultitele satului unde mi am petrecut cele mai frumoase vacante

... asistarea la procesul de iesire din ou a
unui pui irascibil ... imprietenirea cu rudele sale ..

precum si excursia ratustei mele 'Chitz' in statiunea constanteana de fandoseala suprema si balacirea ensemble la Tan'Tan.. nu au fost mai prejos...




Cea mai mare provocare insa, a fost pentru mine ..nu cucerirea martienilor masculini aterizati pe terra parca la orice colt de strada... ci tocurile asezonate cu rochite de fetite purtate de la terminarea ultimului cosmar..pardon! Proiect.. Asadar baietelul cinematografic e o domnitza in toata regula.. ...si foarte zambareata pe deasupra..

Ma bucur din plin de noua 'veche eu'... si astept noi sisteme, norme, principii, conduite si reguli.. de incalcat.. ;))


Astazi m-am gandit febril...

Oare ce te face sa te simti mai bine decat un bilet de avion spre o tara cu o limba mai senzuala decat...cea a lui Banderas... ?!



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Candva...

acum un an am primit melodia asta... Uitasem de mult de ea.. Acum isi are locul aici...


Barry white - kiss and say goodbye
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Ora 8, doua sticle de vin

Aseara...la ora 22 ...pe o bordura asezata parca pe mine in Universitatii, cu multe pungi de cumparaturi atarnate langa ea... fara bricheta sa mi aprind dependenta... stateam dezolata cu pometii in maini...

Nu vedeam scaparea in nici o directie... decat intr-un numar pe care l apelez rareori... fara raspuns acum insa... Simulez fericirea acasa... rastorn pungile cu toale insipide ...

Ma suna numarul salvator. O iau de acasa, ne prefacem a fi pitzipoance intr-un local hi class cu 5 cocktailuri pe masa... dupa care in nestiinta de cauza, ramase mult dupa inchiderea localului ... ne urcam intr un taxi.

Locatia? Ce auzeam si eu acum doi in Bamboo..ca dupa ..se merge mereu in Hanul Drumetului...
Dj ...baga viteza...

Cand intram... crezand ca e un fel de Terasa Doamnei... Dar...
'Hau ..hau ...ha ha hau...
tara ra ra ra.... ta ra ra ...
pentru Fane Crocodilu .... fara numarrrr....
Traiasca Gelu talentatu ... si pentru Sile Minunatu'.... '

Am luat un poponet pe scaun ...si am inceput sa ne taiem pe maini ... in stil binecunoscut... Am dat dedicatii pentru mamaligile noastre din farfurii si pentru pastramele de berbecut... si am plecat aviatori ... catre un taram necunoscut..

Acum sunt capie.. la birou ... cu doua sticle de vin rosu bun la bord... Abia ne facem incalzirea ..
Ciocu' mare si joc de glezne...
Adica trancanim si ne bucuram de muzica spanioleasca autentica...

To be continued...

Am disparut

din peisaj...

Traiesc destul de greu fara viata virutala...dar ma consoleaza deseori nicotina...

Am inceput alt proiect...care ma face sa ma gandesc cu drag la cele din urma ... :)
Se pare ca niciodata nu am sa ajung pe linia de plutire... Nu dorm, nu mananc, nu am bani, nu mai am voce si am picioarele aproape rupte... :))

Partea buna...am vizitat Sighisoara si Sibiul...am tras doua, 3 poze... iar acum ma cred culta...O carte n-am mai citit de 2 luni.. Nici macar ziare... Aproape ca nu nici nu mai stiu daca mai cunosc alfabetul...

In rest... ca de obicei... imi vad prietenii o data la 4-5 luni, parintii...destul de rar... si mi petrec zilele cu oameni pe care nu prea-i cunosc...

Mai bine ma faceam stewardesa... :))

Cigarettes and lies...

Era odata o poveste de adormit copiii... Si se presupunea ca exista un fat-frumos... si de fiecare data cand puneai capul pe perna respirai adanc si rememorai clipe letargice petrecute intr-o alta viata cand cuvintele nu contau...


Iti citea ale tale ganduri stranii, magaindu-ti parul ciufulit, uitand sa duca paharul de whisky la gura.. Fat frumos te facea sa te arunci singura din necugetatul turn al castelului, te scutura de praf si dansa cu tine...fara sa-i pese cine conduce irationalul dans...


In basme, dupa ce calcai intr-o mocirla de cioburi sparte, alergai intr-o balta de ironie si inotai intr-un infinit susur de aparente...la sfarsitul zilei gaseai o pereche de ochi scanteietori ce-ti reinviau iluzoriul spirit. Si cand te trezeai dimineata ...erai tinuta in brate...



Dar poate ca ratusca cea urata nu mai crede in povesti...