Today it's Romania's National Day. http://youtube.com/watch?v=3FtALatAkSM -> the anthem
*takes solemn pose*

Cronical boredom is the most terrible and most merciless reason to get into a depression... a deep, dark depression.

I want this armchair for Christmas

Okay, I see everybody does this...

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next three sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.


"And though he didn't dare asking Egor any question; he had guessed in his eyes that he had felt the same disgusting horror. To feel that someone approaches and begins to listen,someone you don't see, but whose presence you feel in the beating of your blood and which you recognize in the eyes of the other...
The two of them searched hastily something to say."

Mircea Eliade, "Miss Christina"

And my favourite poem of my favourite poet, Nichita Stanescu

Tell me, if I caught you one day
and kissed the sole of your foot,
wouldn't you limp a little then,
afraid to crush my kiss?...

Now, isn't that beautiful!

Sentimental story by Nichita Stanescu

Then we met more often.
I stood at one side of the hour,
you at the other,
like two handles of an amphora.
Only the words flew between us,
back and forth.
You could almost see their swirling,
and suddenly,
I would lower a knee,
and touch my elbow to the ground
to look at the grass, bent
by the falling of some word,
as though by the paw of a lion in flight.
The words spun between us,
back and forth,
and the more I loved you, the more
they continued, this whirl almost seen,
the structure of matter, the beginnings of things.


The golden age of love

My hands are in love,
alas, my mouth loves -
and see, I am suddenly aware
that things are so close to me
I can hardly walk among them
without suffering.

It is a sweet feeling
of waking, of dreaming,
and I am here now, without sleep -
I clearly see the ivory gods,
I take them in my hands and
thrust them, laughing, in the moon
up to their sculpted hilts -
the wheel of an ancient ship, adorned
and spun by sailors.

Jupiter is yellow, Hera
the magnificent shades to silver.
I strike the wheel with my left hand and it moves.
It is a dance of sentiments, my love,
many a goddess of the air, between the two of us.
And I, the sail of my soul
billowed with longing,
look for you everywhere, and things come
ever closer,
crowding my chest, hurting me.

From the book "Bas-Relief with Heroes"
english translation by Thomas Carlson and Vasile Poenaru.

One of my all times favourite poet

I have been talking with my 15 years old sister today. Maybe I shouldn't have, because now I want to grab her and slap her untill some common sense comes back in her head. Why? Read for yourself...

Sister: I wanna make a hi5 account.
Me: Don't you dare or I'll beat you up myself.
Sister: Y?
Me: Because it's full of stupid kids and little girlies even more stupid, so don't get an account there and make me feel ashamed in front of everyone.
Me: they're stupid, girl.
Sister: y?
Me: because they're stupid by nature, they don't need any other reason
Sister: cmon u dont have to offend my frendz
Me: if they're "frendz" and especially if they rite lyk dis, from my p.o.v. they can go hang themselves. When I think that kids like those will grow up and have kids themselves...
Me: So if I see you hanging around hi5 with them, I'll shave your head off, you hear me?
Sister: Mkay.
(she changes her status message to "Im in da mood 2 talk - but make it intresting)
Me: So, you wanna talk about something interesting?
Sister: nvm i hav who 2 talk 2
Me: your hyfyve frendz? And what interesting things do they tell you?
Sister: if they have hi5 accounts is not a reason 4 u 2 despise them
Me: kiddo, when the majority of a group is characterized by certain things, you can apply those things to the entire group
Me: so if on hi5 7 kids out of 10 are stupid, I can say they're all stupid, untill proven otherwise.
Sister: but i dun no y that bothers u
Me: from all the girls I saw so far around there, 50% pose like whores, 10% are posing like half whores, 20% are ugly and stupid.
Sister: okay u upset me
Me: it bothers me that my beautiful, talented, intelligent sister wants to hang out with such people
Sister: 10x but they're NICE & COOL
Me: okay, whatever you say
Me: I won't try to discuss with you about values and other philosophic terms
Me: Have fun with your frendz and have a good day
Me: oh and don't send me messages like "i'm done", "i'm home", "i ate", "i sh..."
Me: keep them for your interesting friends
Sister: now y r u so mad
Me: because at your fabulous age of 15 cannot accept the opinion of someone that saw more things than you
Me: we say we are a family of intelligent persons, but if the fashion says you have to write like a retarded and act like an idiot, that's it
Me: I was a teen too, but I didn't follow the herd of stupid sheep only to be cool
Me: it's true that I didn't have 19364862 kewl frendz but at least I didn't shit on real values (actually I only had like 4 friends, and the others considered me a nerd and a weird because I prefered spending my time in a library, reading or writing rather than getting drunk and fucking with half of the highschool guys)
Me: that's why I'm mad
Sister: rite, now insult me
Me: you're getting on your own nerves
Sister: k zbye
Me: you be kewl and wonderful and happy
Me: I'm disappointed
Sister: i didnt insult ur frends so im expecting u do teh same
Me: now that's funny, as if you actually had something to comment about my friends
Sister: AND WUT DO U WANT ME 2 DO? HAVE NO FRENDS CUZ THEY USE NETSPEAK AND HAVE HI5 ACCOUNTS?
Me: I don't want anything, you're wonderful enough not to need advices (thought: actually, yes, that's what I want, choose your fucking friends more wisely, for a good reason, not because they're popular & kewl)
Me: you're the smartes and kewlest, what do I know, I'm only 7 years older
Sister: if u dun like it than dun be they're friend! i dun wanna b a weird w/o friends
(thanks, hit under the belt)
Me: can't you accept a second opinion without getting as agitated as a bottle of pepsi?
Me: so thanks, I've been a weird without friends
Sister: ya now start it (me?! who's been whinning since the beginning?!)
Me: so, as I was saying, have a wonderful day with your wonderful friends, and I hope you don't burn your fingers with them
Me: see ya


So yeah, I would've never believed my sister will join the international herd of idiot teens. I swear when I get over ther I'm gonna hit her head against a fucking wall untill all the crap gets out.
I am FURIOUS!!!! Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! What did I do to deserve this?!
Someone hold me tight so I can't beat her up >.<

Wanna curl up and sleep for some years. I need a break.

Pretty toy-boy

Here's a nice song for you my dears... one of my fav romanian bands :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAlh1z1e7HE

Check this!
http://www.flamewarriors.com/index.htm

I am a Big Cat: "Big Cat would rather not fight...he enjoys peacefully observing forum conversations and laconically participates when the moods strikes. He playfully chases interesting threads, and from time to time uses a Newbie or Propellerhead as a convenient scratching post. He enjoys being stroked or petted, and tends to purr loudly. CAUTION: Don't be fooled by his fuzzy, playful exterior. When provoked, Big Cat reacts with lightning speed and almost always lands on his feet after an attack. Big Cat often indulges himself by toying with his victim before delivering his lethal blows."

*purrs*

Okay, the tiredness is getting me... my hands are trembling because of it, my stomach revolts against all the coffee I swallowed, and I must stay awake untill tonight. If I fall asleep now, tonight I'll be up again. I just messed up my sleeping hours, and now I have to pay for it >.>

For my friends... You deserve 1 million Thank You for being my friends! Take them from here: http://ziza.ru/other/082006/17/thks/thks.swf

Today's Joke (found on a forum, and it made me laugh my smart ass off)

Za new English
The European Commission has just announced an agreement, whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy.

The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.

Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.

Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.

By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".

During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl.

Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.

Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.

_{I hope you know, I hope you know this had nothing to do with you, it's personal... Fairytales don't always have a happy end, do they...}

I keep singing this on an on... and someone out there knows why.

Yeah. >.>
Thanks everyone for all the signs of love and compassion, it helped a lot. /sarcasm

Today is one of those day when I wish I wasn't a woman.

New text added to the Wild Lillies: The Song of a Planet. Would apreciate some critics. Thanks.

I feel abandoned. No one writes me. It happens 7 times out of ten not to have any message when I login...