Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Your Outrageous Name is:

Ivana P. Now
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Really???

UUUUUU…. guess who’s back? The One Who Said That He Doesn’t Want To Hear From Me Ever Again. That’s right: Levi!
 
I don’t have  the faintest clue where he found my blog address, but he found it. And gee, I thought he just wanted to be ‘over me’. The poor guy was very pissed about my ‘And I miss…’ post. He said something about suing me. Yeah right! It’s a democratic country! I am entitled to have and to share opinions! So, go on, sue me, asshole!!!
 
I’m not usually this ironic, but things like these really piss me off. And I’m really pissed now. I guess that some people simply cannot accept other’s feelings. They bother them. Well, Mr. I’m Bothered Cause Someone Wroth Truthful Things About Me On The Net, I have something to tell you: FUCK OFF!
 
Now it’s my time to tell you NEVER to bother me again (cause this is exactly what you do – bother me), never to say ‘hi’ to me again and never to make anymore comments on my blog (as if I care for your opinions!!!!). Oh, and if you happen to think of me, think of me of The One Who Hates You From The Bottom Of Her Heart.
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Back to school!

YEY! I’m finally back to school! The strike’s over and everything’s back to normal. Here’s a little sum up of all the important classes I’ve missed during this 22 days of strike.
 
1)      English          20h
2)      Romanian     15h
3)      History             9h
4)      German           7h
5)      Philosophy      6h
 
Well, the good part is that while staying at home I really could focus on History and Philosophy. Now we only have to get back to serious work and everything is going to be all right.
Ps. Kat, you’re such a NICE person! Thank God I have met somebody as special and gifted as you are! All my love and prayers!
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Monday, November 28, 2005

Enjoy the stupidity

OMG! These are sooooo funny!!!! ROTFL!!!!
 
In case you needed further proof that the human race
is doomed through stupidity, here are some actual
label instructions on consumer goods. 

On a Sears hairdryer — Do not use while sleeping.
(That’s the only time I have to work on my hair.) 

On a bag of Fritos — You could be a winner!  No
purchase necessary.  Details inside.
(the shoplifter special?)

On a bar of Dial soap — “Directions: Use like regular
soap.”
(and that would be???….)

On some Swanson frozen dinners — “Serving suggestion:
Defrost.”
(but, it’s just a suggestion.)

On Tesco’s Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom) — “Do
not turn upside down.”
(well…duh, a bit late, huh!)

On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding — “Product will be
hot after heating.”
(…and you thought????…)

On packaging for a Rowenta iron — “Do not iron
clothes on body.”
(but wouldn’t this save me time?)

On Boot’s Children Cough Medicine — “Do not drive a
car or operate machinery after taking this
medication.”
(We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction
accidents if we could just get those 5 year-olds with
head-colds off those bulldozers.)

On Nytol Sleep Aid — “Warning: May cause drowsiness.”
(…I’m taking this because???….)

On most brands of Christmas lights — “For indoor or
outdoor use only.”
(as opposed to what?)

On a Japanese food processor — “Not to be used for
the other use.”
(now, somebody out there, help me on this. I’m a bit
curious.)

On Sainsbury’s peanuts — “Warning: contains nuts.”
(talk about a news flash)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts –
“Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts.”
(Step 3: say what?)

On a child’s Superman costume — “Wearing of this
garment does not enable you to fly.”
(I don’t blame the company. I blame the parents for
this one.)

On a Swedish chainsaw — “Do not attempt to stop chain
with your hands or genitals.”
(Oh my God..was there a lot of this happening
somewhere?)

On anything that requires batteries (hahaha!)–
“Batteries not included”
(Well, duh! We’re in 2005.)

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Sunday, November 27, 2005

The Teardrop

The Teardrop
 
I’m your Teardrop. You cry me out when you are sad and hurt. My journey has started. Between sobs and mutter words, I find my way down on your cheek. If I’m lucky enough, you won’t wipe me out with your trembling hand.
 
My journey continues from the cheek, pass the mouth, down your neck then over your breast. Then in just a blink of an eye I’m gone. Your feverish skin took me in.
 
My journey continues. From your skin I get into your cells and I end up in your blood. I’m now in your heart. Can’t you hear it beating faster and faster? It’s like a malfunctioning machine. You really should stop crying. Now your heart is pumping me towards your brain. Only now did I know why you’re sad. But don’t be! You know that everything’s gonna be all right! Why kill so many teardrops for such a silly reason? Oh, I’m moving.
 
My journey continues. I’m going down again. This place where I’m now look familiar. Yes, I remember it: it’s the place from where it has all started! You cry me out again. This time you cry out your conscience, your sorrow, your pain, your broken dreams.
 
My journey continues. Cry as much as you like. It does you good.
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Friday, November 25, 2005

Several reasons

Here is a list with only a few of the reasons why I HATE WINTER:
 
1)      It’s damn cold outside.
2)      I hate cold weather.
3)      I really, really, really hate cold weather.
4)      I have to wear ‘warm’ clothes such as sweater, sweaters and of course, sweaters.
5)      My hands are always cold and so are my feet.
6)      My hands are dry because of the weather.
7)      I don’t have hand gloves.
8)       I don’t like my 1-year old boots anymore, cause I saw a pair way cooler than they are.
9)      It’s dark outside almost all of the day.
10) My friends go skiing, but I don’t cause I hate that sport.
11) Everyone’s talking only about snowboard and it has really become a whim. You’re not COOL if you don’t go snowboarding. BLEAH!!!!
12) I don’t like the hats that I have.
13) My mum obliges me to go skiing.
14) My parents always complain when I turn the heating on even if it’s hot in the flat.
15) Everyone’s listening to carols! I’m fed up with them.
16) People suddenly remember that there are others apart from them and try to act like they’d care.
17) It’s always cold at my grandma’s!!!! Those rooms never heat up properly.
18) My birthday is this season! Bleah! Every year I become older and older.
19) I know that Santa doesn’t exist.
20) Everyone is sooo merry at this period, and then they become themselves again.
21) Snow keeps falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling …
22) It’s hard to walk through all that snow.
23) It’s too damn cold!!!!!!
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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Again and again…

I found today my diary. I’d been keeping a diary since the 7th grade but abandoned it on 11th of May
2005.  I really want to get back to writing in a real diary, but I’ve promised myself that I’m going to do than only after I become a student. Till then the thoughts that don’t appear on my blog will forever be lost. So this is my last diary entry:
 
11.05.2005
 
‘How some people pass through others’ live, how some people mean life to others and how they disappear like shadows when night falls.’
 
I hadn’t thought that I still care. I had thought I managed to get over that obsession, to be immune to that strange feeling. I read some of our short notes from the previous years and I felt him by my side, the real him, the one I had known before he started to change. I am curious to know if he says ‘Hi’ if he sees me in town. May be not… I surely know that I don’t want to be his girlfriend. But what is that I want from him? An explanation, a confirmation of his inexistent feelings for me?
 
What can I possibly want from him? I want him to forget me. I want him to think about me from time to time, to smile when he remembers that night when we talked for 7 hours on the phone. I want him to forgive all the harsh words I said to him. I didn’t want to hurt him. I only wanted not to love him anymore, to get him out of my life and out of my thoughts. I wasn’t even sure of what I felt for him… not even now have I found how this cocktail of feelings is called and I’m sure I’ll never found out, because I’ll never feel it again.
 
I’ve learnt not to give all my love all at once. And what’s more important, I’ve learnt to give us more easily. This relationship was the first big mistake of my life; every look he blessed me with, every little word that he said, I took as signs. I thought I could have him, after I had forever lost him. And another important lesson, which I’ve learnt, is that you cannot force someone to love you.
 
I still thought he’s the one who made me suffer the most. But after all this pondering and all, I realised that I was the one to blame. I had made false hopes, I was the one that hadn’t accepted reality. He made it clear that between us nothing more was possible, that the love he once felt for me was no more. And I was blind and deaf and didn’t want to believe him. Now I feel strange to realise that 2 and a half years of my life I had foolishly wasted with a love that was long dead.
 
But… why do I still cry when I think about all that didn’t happen but could have happened? I still haven’t learnt when it’s time to let go. I still haven’t learnt that there are some things in life, which I simply cannot have. Until I will learn these things, I won’t be able to cure myself of this disease, which is called ALEX.
 
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Sunday, November 20, 2005

Yeah, this is MY song. 
John Lennon – Watching the wheels
People say I’m crazy doing what I’m doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I’m o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you’re not happy now you no longer play the game

People say I’m lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I’m doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don’t you miss the big time boy you’re no longer on the ball

I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go

Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there’s no problem, only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I’ve lost my mind
I tell them there’s no hurry
I’m just sitting here doing time

I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go

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Saturday, November 19, 2005

Nice one

So, ok, I stole the questions from someone’s blog, but I couldn’t help. I really liked them. :)
 
if i were a month i would be: July
if i were a day of the week i would be: Saturday
if i were a time of day i would be: afternoon
if i were a planet i would be: Uranus
if i were a sea animal i would be: a dolphin
if i were a direction i would be: Easth
if i were a piece of furniture i would be: a bookshelf
if i were a 7 deadly sin i would be: I’d rather I wasn’t
if i were a US president i would be: none          
if i were a liquid i would be: a mountain spring
if i were a tree i would be: a lime                            
if i were a flower/plant i would be: a forget-me-not
if i were a kind of weather i would be: a summer’s breeze
if i were a musical instrument i would be: a piano
if i were an animal i would be: a cat
if i were a color i would be: green
if i were a vegetable i would be:a tomato
if i were a sound i would be: a giggle
if i were an element i would be: Silver
if i were a car i would be: a VW Beatle
if i were a song i would be: Sun is shining - Bob Marley or Watching the wheels - John Lennon
if i were a movie i would be directed by:  I have NO idea
if i were a book i would be written by: J.K.Rowling
if i were a food i would be: a Shaorma
if i were a place i would be: a mountain peak
if i were a material i would be: cotton
if i were a taste i would be: chocolate
if i were a scent i would be: spring flowers
if i were an object i would be: a book
if i were a body part i would be: eyes
if i were a facial expression i would be: a smile
if i were a cartoon character i would be: the small dog from 2 stupid dogs
if i were a shape i would be a: a star
if i were a number i would be: 6
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Friday, November 18, 2005

Wish I didn’t miss you anymore

Did it ever happen to you to think deeply about a person and to meet him the next day? It happened to me more than once, but only with the same person: Alex. There are months when I don’t see him and then after I think about him, boom, the next day I see him standing at the traffic light or in a bar or simply walking. That’s just so strange.
 
And every time is the same thing: I don’t see him and I want to see him and when eventually that happens I’m like: ‘why did I have to see him? Why? Why? Why?’ It’s such a mess in my head, in my heart. There are so many contradictions in my thoughts and in my feelings.
 
Saw him today. I was going to my Philosophy class and he was buying something from the shop near his place. I mean, I pass his block of flats everyday on my way to school and back from school and every time I go to my mother’s working place and I don’t see him and now, after I wrote that post and thought about him, there he is! I don’t know what to say… coincidence? Faith?
 
The worst part is that every time I see him my heart stops beating and I feel like I’m out of air. At least the butterflies in my stomach are gone. I was crossing the street and saw him standing at the queue. And he lifted his head and saw me. So I quickened my pace, said ‘hi’ and continued walking. He was like ‘Hi Ioanaaaaaaa’, it sounded like he had wanted to ask me something. He kind of lengthened my name just like you do when you want to quickly as someone something. I guess I just didn’t give him time to ask anything. Yeah, I passed him as fast as lighting.
 
Why stop and talk if we don’t have anything more to say to each other? I hate making small talk :-< It’s so sad. He once was my everything and now he’s just a memory. I was his everything and now I’m just a memory. Am I? Don’t really think so. He’s not the kind of guy to hold on to a memory. He’s smarter than I am. His past is not his present.
 
Maybe I should stop thinking about him and all the other memories. But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do that. It simply wouldn’t be me. Maybe I think a bit too much about the past, but is that bad? Why do people deny those happy moments that they had with someone and admit only the bad ones? One of my ex-boyfriends doesn’t even say ‘hi’ when he sees me. And he was a real asshole! And still, he’s the one who’s mad at me for breaking up with him. Why can’t he admit that we had lots of fun besides all those fights and simply say ‘hi’ instead of turning his head away? I guess that in some cases (just a few though) I’m more mature that those around me. At least sometimes.
 
To conclude: I simply wish I didn’t miss them anymore… at least for a while
 
Wish I Didn’t Miss You - Angie Stone
Same old story is back again
She’s not a lover, she’s just a friend
I’m sick and tired for you to blame on me
Now you think it’s funny
Now you wanna spend your money on girls
But you forgot when you were down
That I was around
Call my lover, hang up, call again
What in the world is happening
Listen in, but don’t yell at me
Isn’t it ironic all you wanna do is smoke chronic
Boy, you forgot when you were down
Who was around
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn’t miss you anymore
Memories don’t live like people do
I’m sick for ever believing you
Wish you’d bring back the man I knew
Was good to me, oh Lord
Everytime you say you’re coming
Boy, you disappoint me, honey
How well you forgot when you were down
And I was around
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn’t miss you anymore
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn’t miss you anymore
One of these days, it’s gonna happen to you
Missing a love like I’m missing you, babe yeah yeah

One of these days, when your dreams come true
That’s the one that’s gonna do it to you
Oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep anymore

Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn’t miss you anymore
 
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