Sunday, sunday afternoon...
I'm sitting in my room, staring at the window...I feel hyperactive but something is dragging me away from running wild, maybe that lousy project, maybe something else.
I rather do anything else than study.
Happy, happiness feeling...
But flavored with spicy sadness, as usual...I hate myself for that, i think i think too much, i'm dreaming too much...I hate myself for being a dreamer... Happiness provider...lost and found, and again lost...and again found.
Rain, rainy evening....
Hope so... Like yesterday, i hope it will rain again, and again....
Memories...
Searching in the old corners of my life, finding pieces of my soul poured into pictures, old and new, with people that i know, that i loved or... Just memories, memories for the present, past, future...i feel dead-alive.
Wish you were here....
I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I lay my head onto the sand
The sky resembles a back lit canopy
With holes punched in it
I'm counting UFOs
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment I am happy...happy
wish you were here....
Very old pics...taken faraway from here...faraway from..
I do have special friends, and i want to show them to the world, especially their talents. So, i've decided that, at every two week, to post some of their artwork on my blog.
Ne plimbam, te uiti in ochii mei, imi zambesti. Vantul imi mangaie parul, ma uit in zare, nori negrii, se anunta furtuna: parca visez.
Suntem doar noi, lumea-i undeva, ca sa fie, marea e si ea p'acolo, ii zambeste muntelui... Totul se rezuma la... o picatura de ploaie se zdrobeste peste mainile noastre, inca una... inca una, din ce in ce mai repede...Un fulger strabate orizontul, imi cutremura sufletul, imi hraneste fericirea...
Vantul ne indeamna sa marim pasul, alergam... Brusc te opresti, ma iei in brate...iubirea noastra se rasfrange in fiecare strop de ploaie, suntem pretutindeni.
E furtuna...
Fugim ca doi nebuni izgoniti din paradis...Copacii sunt strajerii linistii noastre, acum par razvratiti.
Alergam...
Ma uit la tine, iti strang mana, nu vreau sa pleci...Ajungem undeva...Sunt fericita...
Ploaia sa oprit, lumea asta nebuna s-a terminat, iar eu ca de obicei...
Am visat.
Ma intorc in lumea mea... Astept sa ploua, iar...
*All rights reserved
Very old pics...
*Photographer: me
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc
Vara asta am sa ma-ndragostesc de tine
Acuma stiu ca marea ma asteapta...
Nisipul ma va saruta si el
O scoica o sa ma zgarie in mana dreapta
Algele o sa ma zgarie nitel
Si iar e vant afara si marea o sa ma doara
Si-un val o sa ma arunce in cortul lui
O sa innebunim si sarea o s-o topim
Intr-un sarut
Acuma tin o bere-n mana si o beau
In stanga mea conduce cineva
Ma-ntorc la tine beat dupa o luna
Cu marea-n suflet si cu scoica mea
Stiu c-ai sa ma certi
Si-apoi c-ai sa ma ierti
Caci vantul e prietenul tau bun
Si mai e ceva....
Tu stii ca iarna tu esti marea mea.
as she opened the door.
A cold wind blows,
it puts a chill into her heart.
You have taken away the trust,
you're the ghost haunting through her heart.
Past and present are one in her head,
you're the ghost haunting through her heart.
Take my hand as I wander through,
all of my life I gave to you.
Take my hand as I wander through,
all of my love I gave to you.
You have taken away the trust,
you're the ghost haunting through her heart.
Past and present are one in her head,
you're the ghost haunting through her heart.
Take my hand as I wander through,
All of my life I gave to you.
Take my hand as I wander through,
All of my love I gave to you.
Instead of wasted gifts around
Instead of losing all we have
Instead of dreaming of a man you'll never have
You'd better breathe with me and feel...
You can buy me with a coffee
I'm so cheap...
Instead of planning and debating
Instead of shaping my own dreams
Instead of dreaming of a son you'll never have
You'd better breathe with me and feel...
You can buy me with a coffee
I'm so cheap...
...........
Instead of judging day and night
Instead of wasted time on both sides
Instead of guessing what the hell went wrong with me
You'd better breathe with me and feel...
You can buy me with a coffee
I'm so cheap...
*All rights reserved
Photographer: me
Models: Roxana, Bogdan, Anton
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ... mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
From the series: Normal life for an UPB student
Episode: too many to count.... Very bad sex
Main characters: Me, Bia, Eve...
Director: God
OST: Rolling Stones- I can't get no satisfaction
What a normal student does in session, especially when the next day, at 8 am is taking a big exam??? The big majority is sleeping, eating, studying, but us.....:
Late 11th February night, after a session of showing lousy pictures to Darky I've decided to study few more things for the shitty exam... My sweet tired and drained brain decided to punish me, at 2am with a "deep" sleep. After a resting and sweet night, full of non-concerns ( ya sure..) I've decided to woke, as a studious and working girl at 8.30 am. Full of energy, I took a shower, I ate... daily habits... After 3 hours on mint rubbing I've decided to go to the wonderful faculty, to study harddddd, meanwhile Bia called me, very carried away by the fact that we're going to the mountainside in the weekend. She seemed happy, she made me feel good, but, the " optimistic" biatch inside me, was, as usual a little bit skeptical, out of the blue.
Finally i left my "sweet" house and went to the faculty...
Arrived there, i found that there's no network connections... Usual and normal stuff for a technical environment, especially in an Electronics, Telecommunications and Information Technology faculty... But it's okay i said, we're a herd of engineers living in a place where there's no heat, light sources, power sources, etc. No need to complain, "look at the bright side: you'll study harder" I've said. So I did.
Meanwhile, someone closed the door from the class where i was. Well nothing special here, but there is no door handle on the interior, and the only way to open the door is to enter the room... So... we're stuck about 40 min, where an urgent call of nature was playing with me...Funny, yah...
In this time, giant icicles is falling right in the front of the door from the entrance in za mighty faculty...I shouldn't mention the "skating-rink" from the campus...YEs dear faculty staff... we love you too...10x for providing us security, good conditions and great level of education...
Suddenly i felt sick....Hmm, pms is gone, well it supposed to be like that, because i;m going to the mountains..why i should feel good????No one of my friends or the people studying in that room had an lousy, damn nurofen...
Night comes, so my crazy girls arrived to the mighty "JEG" for a coffee break. We talk, we laugh, we talk... Eve decided not to go the exam, because of that ferocious male of her, Bia said that she had problems with the washing machine, etc..normal stuff.... At one time, Eve said that she had weird dreams about Laura and Bia, as usually i couldn't abstain myself and I've tried to interpret the dreams, saying that the girls we'll be upset with something....
At 11pm we decided to finally go home, not before going to hall to take some shits from there. We took Alex with us. At11.15 we arrived at the parking area, trying to get out of there. As usual, the parking sense of Bia helped us a lot, but in fact she did it well this time, the others cars blocked the exit...Hmm what to do what to do?? The ground is covered with wet snow.... a lot of snow...We decided to risk and go on the other exit(full of snow)... AAAAnd We're STUCK...HEEEEEELLLL YAAAA...Go and push the car: 3 pisi and one dude, the pisi showed their muscles and pushed the car, and Alex was trying to drive it....After some laughter, helping calls (poor Cretzu'), pushing harder, harder,IOOI...we did it, But the exit was still blocked....What should we do???
After turning on the alarm of the car that blocked the exit, the owner came and solved the problem.... We succeeded to exit from the parking area....Good..Now you may say that we're done....NOOOOOOOOOOOOO....Not in the deepest thoughts....
The shield of the car is broken..FUCK.....We borrow another car...Bia" OH, I'm living my life's drama...", i couldn't say anything to her, because she was right....
We're both Pisces and it seems that happiness is not our word...I was trying to be optimistic till the end...We're going back home with the borrowed car, meanwhile my grandma calls and tells me that is a power failure and i can't enter the block...ha ha ha ha ha.....
In her "normal" mind she said to me: come home, and wait for the power to come back in the front of the building....I said: " no, i;m going back to the faculty....", She said: " And where you'll sleep, are there girls..." .And i wanted to fuck her brains out in that moment...she rather see me like a poor dog sitting in the freezing night in the front of the building than going to faculty..
Yes I;M GONNA FUCK EVERYBODY...happy now?
Buuut, I was still optimistic and i hoped till the end that the power will come back until we're driven Alex...And it did....
Now, is 3am and I'm studying hard...in 2hours i have to wake up..I so don't give a fuck about it...anyway i don't like what I'm attending right now....
Conclusions: Today it was like having sex with a guy that has no idea what is he doing, or who is extremely boring, or who while he fuckes you he talks about the exes, or his cookie is getting "harder"....
Another chapter closed from the saga: How to be fucked badly in three simple steps....*
*Steps: 1. Attend to UPB
2. Study in vain
3. Have "special " teachers....
Sorry for being so boring, i suck badly at telling stories...
Printre franturi de timp, am reusit sa termin de citit o carte, o biografie absolut geniala. Ca atare, am simtit nevoia sa-i aduc d-lui Octavian Paler un mic omagiu si sa transpun cateva pasaje din carte in fotografii. Din pacate, nu au iesit extraordinar, dar mi-am dat toata silinta...
" ... memoria mea seamana cu o oglinda sparta, care-mi restituie numai franturi de viata..."
" Exista un singur "azi", restul e trecut. Oglinda sparta in cioburile careia, privind prea insistent, risc sa pun in pericol intregul...."
'cause the line between
Wrong and right
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web
The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colors in your mind
I am not going to say this twice, so you better listen and listen well…I don’t like you…at all …!!!
in fact i should very much like to say..
In fact, I hate you a great deal because you keep popping into my mind, all the wrong moments … who gives you this right I do not know…for i do not remember having granted you such a privilege… you are in fact invading my privacy, which is a sort of a crime really …so, unless you want me to take legal action, I advise you to stop this at once…
I also want you to know I do not appreciate the fact all these other feelings, hopes and expectations that come along with you, disturbing my mood and all…it is indeed too much…what do you expect me to do: welcome them all, as if I were a summer resort or something…
I refuse to acknowledge and always think the other way around…and yet, in a rather unexplainable manner, you happen to be in my thoughts, more often than I believe you deserve to be…My point being, get some essence or get lost! Get it!
Anyways, what I am saying is that, given the circumstances, your conduct is outrageous… I don’t know you nor do I want to… so, please consider my disapproval and reconsider your actions… there is a lot of risk in what you’re doing … which you are not even aware of, perhaps… but I am… since I am more at risk than you are, I am sure – you see, i am of a rather dreamy disposition – in case you wondered.
I am thus writing in order for you to become acquainted with these feelings of mine… and mind your own business… if you will?!!!!
The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your (face)
Well I guess You took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of a New-found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the
Memories now unfold
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the
Cemetery gates...
Cand turturi metalici apar la feresti
Si ninge pe fata cu fulgi mari de nea
Mai spune-mi o data cat de mult ma iubesti
Saruta-mi obrazul si nu pleca
Mai ramai doar o clipa, nu pleca
Nu pleca, mai ramai, doar o clipa-n viata mea
Cand turturi metalici apar la feresti
Mai spune-mi o data cat de mult ma iubesti
Afara e frig si e noapte demult
Cu tine in gand am sa adorm
Doar glasul tau dulce as vrea sa-l ascult
Te vad, te aud, te strig si in somn
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