21 February 2006

Luna Amara in Baia Mare

Currently:
  • Feeling: happy and tired
  • Listening to: AB4 – In hol
  • Thinking about: him ;))
 
First of all, I want to thank you all for believing in me and for congratulating me. It makes me feel special knowing that you are by my side. So, thank you!
 
Secondly, this is going to be a post in Romanian. I don’t feel like writing the review of Luna Amara’s concert in English. And it probably will be my last post in Romanian.
 
Data: 18.02.2006
Locatia: clubul/barul/ce naiba o fi Stage, Baia Mare
Poze: fara poze ca nu mi-am dus aparatul cu mine
 
 Astept de 3 ani de zile un concert cu Luna Amara la MINE in oras. Vara trecuta, la Rosia Montana, am avut ocazia sa-i vad prima data live. Stiam ca sunt buni *duuuh, nu degeaba imi plac :P* dar auzisem ca cica Mihnea mai tot timpul e beat in concerte si nici Nick nu s-ar lasa mai prejos, asa ca la inceput m-am gandit ca nu o sa-mi placa si ca o sa ma dezamageasca. Ei bine, nu a fost asa. Baietii au cantat minunat si nu au fost beti. :P O singura chestie nu mi-a placut/nu ne-a placut: au cantat doar vreo 2-3 piese de pe ‘Asfalt’, celelalte erau piese noi pe care nu le stiam. Una e sa canti si tu alaturi de trupa si altceva e sa sa stai cu mainile-n san si sa te chinui sa intelegi ce canta. But, all in all, primul meu concert cu Luna Amara a fost unul fain.
 
Cand mi-a spus Verde ca vine Luna Amara in BM am ramas like:Uau! Luna Amara in Bm?! OMG! CE TARE!!!!!! Apoi mi-a spus data/ora/locul. I knew what I had to do: BE THERE! Nu mai pomenesc de peripetiile prin care am trecut cu fostul ca sa rezervam o masa, va spun doar ca pana la urma nu am avut masa si am stat in picioare langa bar. Ceea ce, pana la urma, nu a fost chiar asa de naspa. Pe drum spre concert m-a sunat profa de filo sa-mi spuna ca am trecut mai departe asa ca pe cat eram de entuziasmata, m-am entuziasmat si mai tare! :))
 
Am ajuns si acolo, l-am salutat pe Cristoph, nu l-am bagat in seama pe fostul, ne-am *eu, Maria Mea si Varu’* ocupat locurile langa bar, m-am mai laudat pe la cunoscuti cu 9.80-ul meu, ne-am luat cate-un 7up si am asteptat sa inceapa sa cante. Cei de la Luna Amara erau pe acolo, prin bar, se plimbau, dadeau autografe, nu aveau nici o treaba *ceea ce mi se pare super tare, avand in vedere cati artisti nu stiu cum sa se umfle in pene ca sunt vip si nu isi permit sa piarda vremea cu ‘multimea’* .
 
Booon... moving on. Bineinteles ca in ‘deschidere’ a cantat ceva *hm.... how should I call it, ca ‘trupa’ nu i se potriveste deloc* ceva chestie numita ‘Grupa 7’ *mai bine isi spuneau ‘Grupa Mica’ :D* formata din: 1 bucata shuz la tobe, 1 bucata manelista la voce si 2 bucati metalisti suparati foc la chitara si bass. Urechile mele, cu tot cu scarita, timpan si ce mai am pe acolo, au vrut sa fuga in lume, dar gandul la Luna Amara le-a facut sa reziste eroic la asaltul asiduu al incredibilelor sunete de proasta calitate scoase de asa numita ‘chestie’. ‘Ultimu’ nivel’ a fost next si urechile s-au delectat pentru a mia oara cu binecunoscuta ‘Sabie a lui Zorro’ si alte piese la fel de cunoscute.
 
Nu mai tin minte exact la cat a inceput Luna Amara sa cante, dar tin minte ca dupa prima piesa o tot pupam pe Maria Mea si ii tot repetam ‘Luna Amara suna al naibii de bine live!!!!!!!!!!’. Baietii au fost intr-o forma buna. Au cantat muuult (pana pe la 12 si ceva) si foarte bine. Au cantat atat piese vechi, de pe ‘Asfalt’ cat si de pe ‘Loc lipsa’. Au fost cateva piese de pe ‘Loc lipsa’ care mi-au placut mult de tot, de asemenea au fost cateva piese care nu sunau a Luna Amara deloc. Baietii au evoluat *e si normal*, dar imi place ca nu si-au schimbat radical stilul.
 
Cel mai lacrimogen moment *bine, sunt bitchy, chiar a fost super tare faza* a fost cand au avut ceva probleme cu sonorizarea *duuuh, era imposibil sa nu fie ceva baiuri* si ghiciti cine a cantat ‘Gri Dorian’? Dap, noi, publicul. A fost chiar foarte fain. Unii mai fals, altii mai tare, altii mormaind, dar in final am reusit sa cantam si piesa.
 
2 chestii au fost lame de tot *and when I say lame, I mean it!* Ma asteptam sa fie mai multi prunci, sa se inghesuie care mai de care, sa fie o batalie pe viata si pe moarte pentru fiecare loc liber, dar sper fericirea mea, nu a fost asa. Ce-i drept ca o masa mare si lunga era ocupata de prunci de vreo 14-15 ani, dar daca era intr-adevar decis, puteai ajunge la toaleta. Sa revin... Pe langa copiii aia era o masa de ‘veterani’ *adica rockeri din aia vechi, imbuibati in alcool si cu plamanii varza de la tigari* care mai mult faceau misto si urlau si isi bateau joc de Luna Amara decat savurau momentul. Pe oamenii aia nu-i inteleg: de ce naiba au mai venit, au dat si 7 lei pe bilet daca nu le placea Luna Amara? Puteau foarte bine sa mearga in ceva crasma si de banii aia sa mai bage vreo 500 de vodka. Ar fi fost si ei mai ‘impliniti’ si noi am fi fost mai fericit fara spectacolul gratis pe care l-au oferit.
 
A doua chestie a fost incredibil de fara gust *de fapt, ce s-a intamplat acolo a fost beyond your wildest imagination!!!!* Tampitul de Organizator care i-a adus pe Luna Amara s-a gandit sa ne faca o mica ‘surpriza’. Si cred ca a stat si a analizat muuuult de tot problema si a ajuns la concluzia ca Luna Amara ar merge perfect cu... neah, nu ati nimerit, e ceva mai rau... mai rau am spus! .... a ajuns la concluzia ca Luna Amara ar merge perfect cu o trupa de dansatori. :-& Now that was incredibly STUPID of him! Nu stiam de ce naiba, niste tipi incredibil de gay imbracati *tricouri mulate, pantaloni mulati, ba tipii erau chiar si rimelati* cu niste tipa care aratau incredibil de curve, se tot plimbau prin bar. Raspunsul a venit dupa concert... erau ‘surpriza’ din partea Tampitului de Organizator! Isn’t that cute? BUT IT’S WRONG!!!!! Saraca Maria Mea, nu stia in ce parte sa se uite ca sa nu mai vada oribilitatile alea, asa ca am luat-o in bratele-mi protectoare de fiecare data cand treceau aia pe langa noi si nu o lasam sa se uite la ei. God! Aia chiar au dansat! Si Tampitul de Organizator tot incerca sa faca atmosfera and stuff. A fost al naibii de penibil ca circul ala sa aiba si cea mai mica legatura cu Luna Amara! *legatura a fost Tampitul de Organizator* Doua replici vor ramane in amintirea mea cu referinta la penibilitatea de dupa concert. Un chelner foarte simpatic, vazand dansul alora, ii striga altuia: ‘Noah, e buna treaba! Matura aia pe jos si pentru noi! Super, nu mai avem de lucru dupa asta. Ma pun sa trag si mesele astea sa vina si aici.’ Iar cand l-am intrebat cine e Tampitul cu Sacou Maro aka Tampitul de Organizator, chelerul a raspuns natural: ‘Apoi nu vezi ca eu sunt in plus aici?’ :)) Peste asa oameni cu simtul umorului sa tot dai. Pe la 2 am ajuns si noi acasa. The end.
 
Sa recapitulam:
  • AM LUAT 9.80!!!!!!!!!!! MA DUC LA NATIONALA LA FILOSOFIE!!!!! =))
  • ‘chestia’ aia nu avea ce sa cante in deschidere la Luna Amara
  • Luna Amara canta al naibii de bine live
  • Tampitul de Organizator ar trebuie sa se lase de organizat astfel de chestii daca nu vrea sa fie linsat la urmatorul concert
Well, cam asta e. Sunt putin mai ironica, mai libera in exprimare, cand scriu in romana decat atunci cand scriu in engleza; nu are relevanta, dar ma dau si eu mare! :)) Oh well, chiar ca nu mai am nimic de spus. :) Noapte buna, lume!
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19 February 2006

Let me BRAG!

Currently:
  • Feeling: extremely amazingly incredibly happy and proud of myself
  • Listening to: Queen – Don’t stop me now
  • Thinking about: him
 
Ok, people, you’re not gonna believe this: I’M GOING TO THE NATIONAL PHASE OF THE PHILOSOPHY COMPETITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
I’m still shocked and thrilled. Let me tell you everything! *even if you don’t let me, I’m still going to tell you everything :P* At 8:30 sharp I was in front of high school were the contest took place. The contest started at 9:20. I’m not usually anxious and I don’t have panic attacks, but I always feel a pain in the stomach before every test paper or exam. *would you call that anxiety?* So, there I was, waiting for the subject to come... and when I saw it, I was like YA-BA-DA-BA-DOOO!!! The first essay was from Ethics and it referred to how could we achieve happiness through doing good deeds. That was cool and it was worth 7 points. Now the surprise came at the second essay: we had to compare 2 concepts regarding the humans’ purpose in life. And guess what? That’s exactly what I got at the test paper I gave 2 weeks ago! Isn’t this cool? I was sooo happy when I saw the second essay, though it was worth only 2 points. :D All in all I wrote about 10 pages and a half. And I was satisfied with what I wrote until...
 
... I heard my colleagues talking about Nietzsche and I don’t know what philosopher ‘that should have been mentioned’ *of course I didn’t do that!* and how great their ending was and how they put together this and that... I was like, ‘damn, I should have written that! My ending was so lame! Why didn’t I think of that too?’ Yeah, I really felt I didn’t do that well. And I almost entered into a depression. I never even thought of actually qualifying for the national phase, but I felt I let everyone down and that I was going to receive the lames mark. I was so grumpy afterwards. Uhhh... But he came over and we talked and it felt so good. We listened to uRMa *ha ha ha, by that I mean I MADE him listen to uRMa’s both albums for like 3 times* He has this important exam on Monday and he stayed with me 4h! He was so sweet! He really made me feel much better until...
 
...the phone rang. I met a girl, Laura, at Rosia Montana who happens to work as a Psychology teacher at Sincai High school. Guess what? We met again yesterday morning at the contest cause she was correcting the Physiology test papers and she said she’d give me a call when she finds out the marks from the Philosophy contest. It seemed fair to me. Like I was saying, the phone rang; yup, it was Laura. Here’s the conversation:
Laura: Hello. I’ve just found out the results. You’re going to the national phase.
Me: Hello. No, it can’t be! *please God, let it be!!!!* How do you know for sure?
Laura: Well, I spoke with the teachers who had corrected the test papers and although the list is not yet finished, a certain Ioana from Eminescu High school is first.
Me: But, Laura, you have no idea how lame my paper was! No, it can’t be me! There must be a misunderstanding.
Laura: Is there another Ioana from Eminescu High school which participated at this competition?
Me: Uhhh... NO
Laura: Then it’s you! Be happy! Congratulations!
Me: Oh man, I still can’t believe this! I won’t believe it till my Philosophy teacher rings me and tells me. But anyway, it was so very nice of you to call and tell me. Thank you.
Laura: Hey, no prob. But, do ring you teacher and ask, although I’m sure it’s you we’re talking about. Bye
 
Of course I blushed violently and just couldn’t believe that. And he was there and kept asking: ‘Who was that? What did she say? Tell me!!!’ and I was like ‘No, nothing. It’s nothing. It can’t be true.’ But he knew what that was all about and hugged me in a ‘congratulations’ way.
 
 And then Maria, my cousin and me went to the Luna Amara concert *coming up soon a review of last night’s concert. Stay tuned!* My Philosophy teacher called when we were on our way to the concert and confirmed that I was going to the national phase. And when I told her that I wasn’t proud at all of what I had written, she said: ‘Ioana, trust me, it was the best paper without a doubt! And by the way, you got 9.8 out of 10’.
 
Now that made me feel incredibly good! And my Maria hugged me, my cousin said we have a genius in the family and I could only SMILE. But of course, then came the ‘OMG! I got 9.8! I’m going to the national phase’ mode. I think I said that at least 200 times during the night. And I keep telling everyone I knew from that bar about me going to the national phase and stuff. Yup, surely was drunk with happiness. Oh, and when I called Alex and told him he was like: ‘That’s great!!! Oh, wait! YOU’RE CRAZY!!! PHILOSOPHY?’ :)) He was so cute! My cousin and me got home at about 2 o’clock in the night, but I simply couldn’t sleep. I keep smiling and feeling proud of myself and very happy.
 
Maybe you don’t understand why this fuss about this competition. Hm... Romania is divided into 41 regions *we call them judete* and you have to be the best in your region to go to the national phase. But it’s not an ordinary competition. It’s organised by the Ministry of Education and it’s more difficult than any other national exam and only the very best can participate at the national phase. And I’m one of those very best!!! I have friends who are number 1 in Maths, English, Chemistry and I also know people who went to the Romanian competition. But it’s so different when it happens to you! I feel damn special and intelligent! Wow! It’s such a great feeling. I feel fulfilled and I feel rewarded. And cause I have to take a test paper in Philosophy to be accepted to the university I want to go, this really makes me think pink about the future, about my exams, about me actually going to university. :D
 
I’m just so happy!!!!! I don’t know yet when/where the national phase is going to take place *I don’t even care to tell the truth* but I’ll let you know when I find out. I’m going to read something. I’m currently reading ‘In intimitatea secolului 19’ (‘In the privacy of the 19the century’) by Ioana Parvulescu. It’s Bucharest’s monograph from that period told through the eyes of a contemporary visitor. It’s witty and full of journal or newspaper passages. A very nice written book. Oh, well, take care my dear ones, and thanks for believing in me. Good night.
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16 February 2006

I'm cool now

Currently:
  • Feeling: emptiness of feelings
  • Listening to: Radiohead – There there
  • Thinking about: nothing in particular
 
I’m cool now. I’m not going to worry anymore about that stupid competition. I’m going to give my best and that’s all. No more stress about that. And to be sure I’m cool about it, I’m just going to read something from the Philosophy book and then finish ‘Minima moralia’ by Plesu and start another book. Over and done with studying hardcore.
 
This song from Radiohead really makes me think about sad things. :( Hopefully, I’ll pass the university exam and become a student. That means I have to move to Bucharest from October, which is kind of cool cause I already have a flat there. And in fact is my dream to move to Bucharest. But... :-< I hate it when it comes to ‘but’. What about all the things I’ll leave behind? My parents, my blue room, my dear colleagues, all the places I’ve been, all the little things that remind me of my past, last but not least, HIM.
 
I’ve always been optimistic about this moving thing till now. I have true friends in Bucharest *yes, Alex, it’s you, my sweet dear dude*, I have relatives there *I can hardly wait to take care of my sweet nephew Mihnea*, it’s a new life waiting for me. But am I actually ready for it? I’m 19 years old and I can’t take care of myself. :( I don’t know how to cook, I don’t know how to use the washing machine *blush*. Bucharest is so big and full of people *and I love that* but it’s also full of indifference, hate, sins. :| And I’m afraid of those rude, selfish, mean people. Yeah, I’m afraid that instead of having the time of my life, I’ll feel alone and lonely, not loved, not appreciated, left behind. What if Bucharest is not what I’ve dreamed of? What if I’ll be so disappointed with what I’ll find there that I’ll lose my lust for life? It’s such a big steep for a girl so little *sniff sniff*
 
And him... uhh... only the thought of losing him brings tears to my eyes. We’ve been together only for 2 moths, but it’s different this time. I know we still have plenty of time till October and who knows, maybe we’ll break up till then *oh, please, not that! Not that*, but what if we don’t? What will happen with our love then? He’ll be in Cluj, I’ll be in Bucharest. :| We’ll see each other during the holidays. I mean, I miss him dearly when he’s gone for one or two weeks in Cluj, how will I manage my feelings when we’ll be apart for 2-3 months? I was rational till today. I kept thinking that I must not think about the future, that I must life for the present. And it feels so good to be in his arms. There’s where I want to be. Not in Bucharest, not here... but in his arms *actually crying* I’m not a strong person at all when it comes to feelings. Yes, I can be rude, I can act selfish, I can be unkind *maybe a little to unkind sometimes*, but I can’t help myself when ‘the heart speaks’. And my heart tells me that I love him and that he’s the best. What’s funny is that my brain tells me that also. I don’t want to lose him. I don’t want to let him go. I don’t want him to leave anymore.
 
But I know it’s impossible to keep him mine forever *oh, how I wish I could!*. It’s impossible to make him stay *please don’t go*. It’s impossible for me to move to Cluj, or for him to come to Bucharest. It’s impossible for us to be together after the university year starts. :| And that scares me.
 
Yeah, this wasn’t a happy post after all. I just want this week to finish and to finally be able to see Luna Amara perform life in Baia Mare. :| Although, I don’t know if that will make me happy.
 
I present to you, My Blue Room.
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14 February 2006

No more!

Currently:
  • Feeling: dizzy, sleepy, a bit aggravated, powerless etc etc etc
  • Listening to: Moby – Where you end:
  • Thinking: about him and that stupid competition
 
I hate this day *Valentine’s Day*. No thank you! Don’t need no stupid day to tell him that I love him, to buy him something, to spend my time with him. I don’t have anything against with those of you who celebrate this day, but it’s not for me. Nope. Never was and never will. Besides, the only pink thing I have is a ‘Breast Cancer Crusade’ bracelet. I hate pink. And hearts. And those stupid things with ‘I love you’. They make me sick. Check this out: www.fuckvday.com ;)
 
Moving on to more useless talk. I’m sick and tired of learning. I don’t even want to imagine how hard will be for me to learn for my university exams. Oh, wait. I’m not even sure I’m going to make it to university. If I took a Romanian Bac test, I’m 100% sure I’d flunk it. Yeah, that sucks.
 
Just like this two last weeks have. Who had thought that we have to learn in advance 2 chapters for this stupid Philosophy competition??? The people making the subjects must be out of their minds. I have one more chapter to learn out of five and that means I’ve finished the book. Stupid people! I’m pissed off. Yeah, exactly. ‘P-I-S-S-E-D O-F-F’. Yup... those are the exact words for my current state. And I don’t want to disappoint no one: not my teacher, not my mum, not myself. And I feel that Saturday’s exam is going to be a failure. My mum’s crazy about it: ‘You should rest. Do you want me to go and buy you something to eat? Do you want me to make you a cup of hot chocolate?’ No, mum, I’m fine. You don’t have to get that agitated. I’m not going to the national phase of the competition, you know. Don’t put all your hopes in me cause Saturday I’m going to let you down. Sorry mum. I’m simply not good enough.
 
I haven’t eaten anything except oranges and some biscuits for 2 days now. Ok, I just ate a shaorma, but I still feel dizzy. I’m actually eating clementines as I write this. I don’t feel like eating. And by that I mean food. I prefer my oranges and biscuits. Btw, I have 49 kg. I’m not weight-obsessed or something, it’s just that I like myself this skinny way and I think I couldn’t recognise myself if I put on weight.
 
I think I might enter a depression. A minor one, but still a depression. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I still have a whole chapter to learn, but I can’t find some good reasons to do that. And he’s coming over at about 7. And I still have an essay to write for the Philosophy classes from tomorrow. Just great. I really really don’t feel like doing anything. Uhhh... and I’m in this shitty state of mind. Will some one please, slap me!
 
The only good things from today were the morning hot bath and the pair of blue jeans I bought. I just love second hand shops. I bought a pair of H&M jeans with less than $2. Now that’s bloody cheap! And I also bought a cute blouse. My Maria is back home. It’s good to have her back. I missed her so very much. And guess what? She gave to me as a birthday present, the first uRMa album, ‘Nomad rhymes’. Man, I was soooo happy! uRMa rules!!!!!
 
Don’t have any ideas. Oh, btw, Roxa, you should really do something about ‘blogger doesn’t allow anonymous comments’. :D
 
Do I really have to study? Right now? Right here? :(( I guess we all know the answers.
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11 February 2006

Issues

Currently:
  • Feeling: very tired
  • Listening to: Audio Bullys – Snake
  • Thinking about: him and the fact that I need a real holiday
 
Going to skip the learning part from today. I’m only going to tell you that I slept for an hour and I dreamt about Kant and Spinoza and Nietzsche. Brr! That was scary! Too much Philosophy in my head! ‘Hey, you, Philosophy, get out of my dreams! No, I’m not joking! Get out or else...!’ Hope that works! :D
 
I wanted to write about something for some time now, but simply haven’t had the opportunity till today. I don’t know how many of you have or use Ym (yahoo messenger). They *the Yahoo company* decided to start 360.yahoo, which is a kind of hi5. Ok, fair enough. The thing that bugs me is that they think they’re so cool and decided to add a blog section to that page. Guess what? Now most of the people in my list have a blog. Now here comes that part which I think sucks: every time someone uploads their blog, a sign appears besides their nickname and when you click it, it says: ‘new blog entry’. /:) LAME! Because of this everyone in that person’s list can read his/her blog. Uhhh... I really think that sucks.
 
For me this still is a journal. Yeah, there are some of you who make comments and we know each other even if not personal, but that’s different. I couldn’t stand the fact knowing that everyone in my list reads my thoughts, maybe laughs at my feelings, dreams, hopes. Nope, that’s not for me. I’m very satisfied with my blog, with my dear blog-friends and I don’t need no ‘Ym-friends’ knowing more about me than they know now.
 
I kind of kept this blog secret. I don’t know actually why. Maybe because, like I’ve said before, I consider this a journal. My journal, my thoughts, my feelings, my personality, my property! :D Not even my Maria knew about it till last week. Oh well, maybe I’m a bit possessive about this blog.
 
Ok. Moving on. Like I was saying, there are some issues that bother me. As I was going to my Philosophy classes yesterday, something hit me *figurate speaking, of course* There are so many things I enjoy doing, I like doing, but I’m not actually very good at anything. I don’t do anything with passion. There’s Ivett who loves taking photos and she’s good at it, there’s Mike who is passionate about web design, there’s him very into computers and maths, there’s an ex-colleague mad about Chemistry, there’s a colleague talented at writing poetry. And here I am... an ordinary girl. Now that sucks. :|
 
Except for reading, I don’t do anything else with passion. Yeah, reading is an obsession, a drug, a disease. I often thought that the perfect job for me would be that of a reviewer. Ah, how sweet life would be then! Imagine: I having all the books I want for free and besides that, being paid to read and review them. :D Neah, I know, sweet dreams as this one never come true.
 
So, like I was saying, no passion in my current life activities. I’m not ‘the best’ at something. I don’t have any hidden artistic talents whatsoever. I think I’ll just have to get used to the idea that I’m average, ordinary, common. Cause I’m the kind of person who dreams her life away, I sometimes thought about becoming a writer. Then again, who hasn’t?
 
Hm... that’s about all for today. Hot bath, reading, sleeping, dreaming, the usual stuff now.
 
I’m going to keep my fingers crossed for you tomorrow! Don’t worry it will be fine. Your last exam this semester. Uhhh... then you’re going to be mine, all mine for two weeks! :X Love you, my sweet dude!
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10 February 2006

Day five

Currently:
  • Feeling: very tired
  • Listening to: The Monkeeys – I’m a believer
  • Thinking about: him
 
Today was a tiresome day. Got up at 7 o’clock went to school till 12, went back home, slept an hour then learnt something at Philosophy – of course, then went to my private Philosophy classes from 5 to 7. Now this sucked. I mean, I really really like this school subject, but it’s too much.
 
I’m even getting bored of writing about it, I can only imagine how boring it must be for you to read all this crap about my Philosophy classes. I can hardly wait for this competition to take place. But next Saturday seems so long ahead. :( There’s a week only of learning waiting for me. Oh!!! My Maria is coming home on Monday!!! I’m going to the railway station to meet her. I can hardly wait to hug her! She’s the best! I love her so muuuuch! And she’s so beautiful... :X
 
Remember to tell you about some of my revelations from today. I can’t write about them tonight cause my mum is again yelling to do something else instead of simply staying in front of the computer. Grrr... why does she always have to do that?
 
He’s so nervous about this last exam. But he shouldn’t be. He’ll do just fine.
 
I have to go now. Mum getting aggravated. Parents! :D More tomorrow after I’ll have learnt all day for the Philosophy contest. :D
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09 February 2006

Days three and four

Currently:
  • Feeling: I have no idea
  • Listening to: Depeche Mode – In your room
  • Thinking: about him
 
Last night’s party was pretty lame. Yeah, I talked and laughed with some friends, even danced a bit, but all in all it was bleah. Two important things ‘sucked ancient Peruvian balls’: the beer was awfully bitter and the music was absolutely horrible. Except for 4-5 songs, which were like ‘classics’, the other ones were only Romanian ‘hits’ and remixes. Yeak! But hey, the kids had a great time, danced a lot, laughed a lot, so for them it was great. As for Ioana, my friend whose party it was, well, she was always with a huge smile upon her face, so I guess it was ok for her too.
 
This was no holiday at all. But I decided that I want to take part in that competition and I think it will really help me in my BAC exam, so I suffered now a bit and maybe I’ll relax later. Uh, I got my results today: I scored 84 out of 100. Considering that it was my first BAC test and I really had no idea how much/what to actually write, I can say I’m satisfied. Of course I promised myself that I would score 90 or more at the next test. :) So, test paper, I’m waiting for you.
 
He’s kind of nervous and worried about his last exam. But he’s such a smart boy and he learns a lot, that I’m sure everything will be ok. I just love the fact that we write each other e-mails. It’s so nice! We write even 2 times/day and talk on YM. ;)) I guess we simply have many things to say. Oh, I can only dream about how perfect it will all be when he’ll be ‘right here in my arms’. 8->
 
Uh, it’s snowing. Again. I cannot understand this weather. Ok, we had a Christmas full of snow, a New Year’s Day full of snow, but why do we need to have a February full of snow? :-w
 
Oh, a certain comment at the other post made my day. :D Thanks Roxa, again. You really brought a huge smile upon my face!
 
I’m off. I’ve got some reading to do and some dreams to dream. Good night, shinny happy people!
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07 February 2006

Day two

Currently:
  • Feeling: very very very sleepy
  • Listening to: Lemon Jelly – Stay with you
  • Thinking about: nothing in particular
 
Today I had a pleasant surprise. At the Philosophy classes 3 more students came cause they also want to take part in that competition. Nothing out of the ordinary about that. But there’s this guy, Sebi, who is really really really smart. I’ve heard teachers talking about him but only today did I found what makes him that special. He’s fucking smart! Man, you should hear him talk! I felt so small and stupid in comparison to him. I’m pretty sure he’s the one who’s going to the national phase of the competition. But he deserves that. Uh, I like intelligent, smart people so much. I think they’re fascinating. Hm... they really are fascinating. I respect those people so very much. Wow... man, that boy is smart!
 
Bought a cute scarf today. It’s blue with blue, green and white flowers. I’m going to lend it to Maria too, cause she really likes these kind of things. All this flower business made me think about summer. I definitely can hardly wait for the summer to be here. I’m sick and tired of winter clothes, of cold, of snow, of wind. Grrrr... need sun, need heat, need sunshine, need summer...
 
He got a 10 at his exam!!! YUPI!!! I’m so proud of him! He learns a lot and he’s smart and he has good grades. A model student if I may say. ;)) Starting to really miss him. :-S He called today to tell me what he did in his exam. It felt so good hearing his voice again. But Sunday evening he’ll be back home. Uuu, I can hardly wait to be in his arms again! :X I’m soooo in love...
 
I’m finding ‘The autumn of the patriarch’ very hard to read. It has looooong sentences, no dialogue and a very confusing action. I think I’ll stop reading it and begin another book. I don’t have the time and patience to read a book as complex as this one. Ok, the book is now on the bookshelf again. :D Till autumn, ‘the hardest book ever’. Bye!
 
I think tomorrow I’m going to find out my mark in that Philosophy test from Friday. I’m a bit nervous about it. What if I only think I did ok and in fact I screwed it up big time? :-S I feel a bit confused... I want to know my mark – if I did ok, and I want to put off knowing my mark – if I didn’t do ok. But tomorrow my faith will be decided. Or not. Not! I’m just overreacting a bit! :D I think it has to do with the fact that I’m sleepy.
 
I’m going to eat some cereals with milk, start a new book and then dream till morning. Oh, I’ve just remembered something: tomorrow night I’m going to party!!! I hope the music it’s going to be ok cause I really want to dance! I hope I’ll party till dawn! :D
 
Good night people! :*
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06 February 2006

Day one

Currently:
  • Feeling: happy and stuffed (I ate a bit too much :D )
  • Listening to: Moby – Lift me up
  • Thinking: about him... I actually do that all of the time ;))
 
This was supposed to be the first day of my one-week holiday off school. The day started with me singing ‘Someday you will be loved’ from Death cab for cutie *thanks Holly for this one* . I think that’s a rather good way to start your day. Ok, so listened to this song, like 50-60 times during the day. It really is ‘Song of the Day’. Great, great song!!!
 
Then I had 2h of Philosophy. I love my Philosophy teacher! We’re preparing for some contest, I don’t know how exactly it’s called in English, but you can go to this contest at almost every school subject. Well, only if you’re very good. Hmm.. how do I make myself understood? It’s a national competition between the best students in this country at a certain school subject. But to get to the national phase you have to pass the city phase then the regional phase and only then will you be able to ‘battle’ with the best in the country. I don’t have high expectations from this, but I want to participate cause it’s a good practice for my future exams. Oh, and I was saying, our Philosophy teacher is preparing us for this competition, which I think rocks, cause she’s doing this for free and it’s very nice of her. Tomorrow we’re having 3h of Philosophy and I think I’ll have some more classes during this week. Hm... actually, I’m sure I’m going to have Philosophy classes every day! :)
 
So this is day number 1 without him. Not actually day 1, cause he has gone several times before, but it’s day no 1 this time. :) So far, it’s ok. We’ve written several e-mails and talked on the net and it’s like he’s still here but we don’t see each other. :) Oh man, I wish I missed him more. But I can’t. I have him in my mind and heart and I don’t miss him that much. Of course I want to see him and hug him and kiss him, but that something completely different. :D

So this was about all today. Oh, I posted something on www.bookworms.de. I kind of neglected that forum, but now I’m back. :D
 
I’m going to take a hot bath and then dream my life away. Good night, everybody.
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05 February 2006

Theater day today

Currently:
  • Feeling: happy but empty without him
  • Listening to: Wallflowers – Feels like summer again
  • Thinking about: him
 
Today was theatre day. Ovi, Steve, Gabi and me planed this for a week now, but of course, something had to intervene and only Ovi and me got to see the play. I don’t blame Steve cause that was a last minute thing and I know he really wanted to come, but I don’t know what’s wrong with Gabi. I mean, we have less than 5 moths of being classmates, of living in the same city, and he acts like he couldn’t even care less. I hope it’s just a phase he’s going through and these aren’t his real feelings concerning us (his classmates and in the same time his friends).
 
But Ovi and me had a good time at the play. It wasn’t in fact a play, it was more like several mini-plays. And they were sooo funny! Man, I laughed a lot! It was about Romanians who go to work in other countries and all these stereotypes that Romanian have. You know, this immigration this is like we, Romanians, would say ‘something real’. Very many Romanians go and work in foreign countries, other steal, there are also many gypsies making a fool of this country. And the plays were ironical and funny... they simply told the truth and seeing how stupid and narrow-minded some of my compatriots are, well, I felt good I wasn’t like them! :D I know that doesn’t sound nice, but it’s the truth.
 
He’s in Cluj now. And I don’t know exactly what I’m feeling. I know that right now I don’t actually realise how much I miss him, but tomorrow, when I won’t see him, I’m sure I’ll feel even emptier without him. I’ve told him that I can’t miss him like I did before, because now I feel him near me all the time. Because I know I have him, because he’s always on my mind.
 
Oh, a strange thing happened today. My mum cooked. Now that’s something to be noted on a calendar. My father’s the one who cooks and takes care of the house and my mum’s the one who makes all the money. :D And because she works a lot she rarely cooks. Yesterday she bought a turkey and started cooking and today after we came home from church she served my father and me a delicious meal. It was great. :)
 
So this is all for today. Tomorrow from 10 o’clock I have Philosophy classes. Hope they’ll be fun. Good night dear one. :*
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