Welcome back...

pe Pamant !! Aterizarea a fost in schimb picut dureroasa..

Airplane needs fuel !!!!

Terapie...

la o sticla de vin rosu, intr-o cafenea sumbra...
Am inteles de la EA, ea care ma iubeste neconditionat si ireversibil cum ca nu as fi total nebuna de legat.. ci doar trec printr-o perioada de cacat a vietii mele.. in care e absolut normal si plauzibil sa mi fut timpul cu framantari si cugetari ilogice..

Mi-a mai spus ca-mi citeste blogul, si ca de multe ori intelege perfect starile mele si ascunzisurile subtilitatilor pe care le arunc.. Desi mi-e greu a o percepe undeva intre psiholog si prietena cea mai buna, pentru ca uneori am impresia ca ma cunoaste mai bine decat ma inteleg eu, am dedus ca trebuie sa fiu mai sincera cu mine si mai libera in exprimare..

Asadar,
pe langa mici si neinsemnate probleme esentiale cu familia, banii, jobul si calatoria catre egoul meu.. ma macina un rahat de enigma inexplicabil de idioata.. care-mi consuma noptile, neuronii si toate picaturile de viata din pretinsa mea existenta...

Simt ceva bizar pentru o persoana cu care m-am vazut doar de cateva ori, stare a carei definitii imi e teama sa o cataloghez..
Asta pentru ca nu am mai simtit vreodata asa ceva si pentru ca nici nu inteleg paradoxul cum o persoana iti poate demonstra in cateva franturi de clipe, ca este tot ceea ce ai cautat si ai fi vrut sa gasesti ..
Doar ca El procedeaza ironic si involuntar asa cum faceai tu de fiecare data.. ..dispare..

Asadar, in schimb.. te consolezi in bratele unui barbat care i se aseamana oarecum, pe care alte femei l-ar diviniza.. dar de care tie iti este imposibil sa te indragostesti..


Si pana la urma lupta cea mare se da intre mine si orgoliul meu ..

Rahat..

cred ca mi as putea numi toate posturile 'insomnie'.. de acum incolo..
Pentru ca aparent asta e singurul lucru stabil si cert din vietusoara mea..

Ahhh, si sunt o vaca din plastelina mazgalita pt ca ma simt absurd de cretina ca n am avut tupeu sa postez azi ..cel mai sincer articol al meu, lately..

Insomnie.. creatie.. desertaciuni..

Aluneci grabit desenand cu un deget de creta contururi..
Sigilezi o fereastra, inchizi, o renegi.. Legi cuie cu sfori de iluzii, pui lacat de vise.. zavor intre patimi si strigate..

Te ascunzi intr un colt efemer,iti strangi genunchii la piept... muscandu ti isteric orgoliul.. si gemi de placere.. Te bucuri, cerneala amara..

Si stii ca afara pandeste furtuna.. Inima zbuciuma.. sangele ticaie..
Ai gusta vantul si ploaia.. descult!

Te intorci spre fereastra.. oglindirea i divin de perfida.. Te sperie riscul cel vid, e minciuna! ramai emisfera batuta de umbre..

Apoi stergi cu maneca rece, aburi lasati pe fereastra de neputinta nasului tau.. Reflexie.. izbita de desertaciunea ochior tai..

Revealing...

this is it..

Iar..

jocul nou pe care l incerci e fara sens.. logica.. ratiune..

Oare de ce..

atunci cand un om incepe sa si gaseasca echilibrul, intotdeauna reapare cineva care sa i perturbe intreaga existenta a universului cosmic..?!
Si de ce apare in momente cu deplina pace, liniste si resemnare sufleteasca.. tocmai cand incepi sa uiti si sa pasesti inainte..

Greu,dar nu imposibil.. e sa spui 'scuze, dar stop joc..!'

To the a-i-r-p-o-r-t !!

Landed!
Long live the Queen!

I'm not on my own this time.. It's not just me and my bitter sweet madness..
My 'churitina' sister is about to set her foot in this airport in about 2 hours..

Till then, it's just me, croissants, capuccino and London!

Servetele..

birou, popcorn si 'P.s. I love you'.. Apoi m am regasit in..
'It's like I'm trying on a pair of shoes that I really wanna buy... it's just that they don't fit..'
si.. raspunsul..

'Then why don't you try walking barefoot for a while?!'

O primisi...

si o ascult destul de des.. imi da o stare de bine..
:)

Insomnie...

intre indescifrabile ganduri..
Perplexitate intre o absenta subita si irevocabila catre trecut, un refuz incert pentru viitor ..si o negare involuntara a prezentului..

Sunt la fel de confuza si pierduta ca o femeie care se gandeste la un barbat, e iubita de altul, dar se vede cu altcineva..
O pura comparatie..

..cred

De ce ar trebui sa elucidam framantari pe care nici macar nu le intelegem?
Poate pentru ca adoram chinul dezlegarii nodurilor unei ate pe care noi insine am invalmasit o ?!

Perna S.O.S. ...

Oare iti poti ascunde gandurile printre cearceafuri..?!
..si daca m as rostogoli printre asternuturi, uitand limitele patului.. as putea oare sa inteleg un gram din cugetarile mele..?!

..si daca totusi m as minti singura ca sunt neclare, doar de dragul fricii de a le intelege..?!

Si perna ramane pe loc.. Nu se mira.. Ea stie ca ma intorc intotdeauna catre ea, o strang in brate, si i confesez.. Ramane nemiscata, ..mereu..

De multe ori zambeste si mi spune ca nu intelege oamenii..

Iar eu ii spun ca inteleg pernele.. si le iubesc adesea.. pentru ca le descopar rostul..

Sunt confidentele noastre, ne sustin visele.. ne poarta picaturile de tristete scurse de pe obrazi.. le marturisim gandurile.. ne mangaie rasul pueril.. sunt martorele extazului pur.. si ne surad in fiecare dimineata cand ne deschidem ochii..

Acum suntem impreuna.. meditam la gandurile mele..

Imi spune ca sunt un om tare ciudat..
Iar eu ii spun ca imi e indispensabila sufleteste..

(Save Our Souls)

Bansko...

Bulgaria.. crazy friends.. miles of laughter.. tons of fun.. silly things.. and Bob Marley

Cum sa...

adormi cu o bricheta portocalie PD-L.. langa perna, si sa te trezesti cel mai fericit om de pe planeta?!

Serendipity...

..dupa zbuciumate luni si clipe, eternitati de insensibilitate.. astazi mi s-a scurs o picatura de emotie pe clavicula.. si apoi pe rozariul din jurul gatului invalmasit, derutat si extaziat... Li se spune 'fortunate accidents'..iar dupa ore de rataciri prin univers...m-am pierdut intr un zambet si o strangere in brate din care n as fi vrut sa cunosc ce inseamna sa pasesti pe terra.. Si tocmai cand ieri...

Craciun...

foarte fericit am avut.. Cel putin o seara de Ajun... Prieteni.. colinde.. bradut.. canapea si imbratisari.. cadouri si 'Secret Santa'.. salata de beouf.. amintiri si depanari.. filozofari si confesiuni.. cuvinte si sinceritate.. ZAMBETE!!! Mai multe nici nu mi as fi putut dori... Singura parte complicata si ciudata e ca inca imi sta gandul la cruciulita pe care o port la gat... Dar pana la urma.. viata e o mare de haos..o concluzie la care am ajuns astazi...

Pac pac!

Mi am revenit! Crezusem ca mi am pierdut nebunia... E totusi aici! O simt, o traiesc, o gust, o respir si aud cum freamata!!! Crezusem ca a murit.. E vie..e cu mine.. Suntem in Budapesta! Doar noi doua..eu si ea! Ne intoarcem luni.. reimprietenite! Acum iubim clipele..

Alive and gone...

I was declared missing.. but I'm alive and somehow kickin'... I fell in love few times, each one lasting more or like 10minutes.. Or,at least that s what I'm trying to convince myself.. I'll be back with details of my sparkless, uninteresting life..in one week, after finishing working hard and pointless at the latest flower'power movie..

The girl in stripes...

Lately I was complaining about the lack of excitement in my life, but something great happened:

I nearly got arrested today... :)))

Although I'd tried very hard many times, I was never lucky ...not even getting a warning or something..


Stormy stepping into my office, smiling all around and chattering ...suddenly I notice 2 civilian criminology officers in my bosses office..
'There has been a robbery last night...would you be kind to answer few questions ?'

Since I stayed late Tuesday evening finishing up with my work, and also had the entrance key and of course my fingerprints were all over the crime scene ...having access to my bosses office and drawer...I supposedly became one of the main suspects.. :)))

When the male police officer took my fingerprints with smooth movements, then I realized he was incredibly attractive.. so during the process I couldn't help myself and made a little joke for my colleagues asking 'if there was going to be a Halloween strippers party with no costumes'...

I was going to ask him if he wanted to make a private interrogation, but then I thought I might overreact with my stupid jokes...
For a second, it actually crossed my mind the image of one night behind bars, investigated and handcuffed by Prince Charming... :))))

But now that we have a secure alarm system and movement sensors...it might be impossible to see him again.



Would it work if I kill somebody?

:))))))))))

The journey of a thousand miles

begins with one step...




and for that, I have to keep the promises made to myself..
so at the end of the day I won't have a reason to fight against...

Lisbon is my only future plan...and for this time..I'm gonna stick to it..

no falling in love this time...

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...




Kristinia DeBarge - Goodbye
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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!!!