Craciun fericit!
24 Dec 2011 Lasă un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind
Era seară. Stăteam si priveam cum din cer picau albii fluturi de zăpadă. În fundal se auzeau colinde de iarnă. Dintr-o dată,camera în care stăteam a început să se învârtă,transformându-se într-un balet de culori…ajunsesem în floarea copilăriei…aveam 5 ani şi stăteam în faţa bradului cu mama şi tata,zâmbind la poză. Zâmbetul de pe faţa-mi lipsită de griji,de la acea vârsta,făcea ca amintirile să fie şi mai dureroase.
Peisajul se schimbase,treceam prin acele momente de care îmi era dor,care mă alinau,aveam în jur de 12 ani şi stăteam la mine în cameră,vorbind cu mama,dezmierdandu-mi auzul cu scancetul apasator al hainelor inghetate,tocmai asezate pe soba.
Eram confuză.. simţeam fericirea în suflet care radia în jurul meu,în timp ce revedeam acele amintiri,dar în acelaşi timp simţeam ca dorul de trecut era atât de apăsător. Aveam nevoie să mă întorc acasă.
Zilele au trecut de la această amintire,dorul era din ce în ce mai arzător. Intrasem,în sfârşit,în vacanţa de iarnă şi visam cu dorinţa-mi în suflet să îmi sărbătoresc Crăciunul acasă,alături de toată familia.
Am ajuns în culmea disperării când am constatat că venise Crăciunul,iar eu cu mama eram tot în acel oraş uitat de lume. Poate greşisem undeva,poate nu meritam luxul de a-l vedea pe tata măcar în seara de Crăciun. Îmi doream să îmi aducă ’’Moşul’’ 2 lucruri:pe tata şi posibilitatea de a ajunge acasă de sărbători.
Cadoul meu a întârziat puţin,dar,din fericire,a fost mai mult decât puteam cere. Moşul mi-l adusese pe tata,iar odată cu el un bilet sub brad pe care scria: Ne vom muta acasă,definitiv!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vz5PbsZtXBk&feature=related !!!
Real person.
12 Dec 2011 Un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind Etichete:books, favourite books, girls-who-read
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Voi ce cititi?Care au fost cele mai frumoase carti citite ever?
Society is full of fake people and opportunists
05 Dec 2011 Lasă un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind Etichete:fake people
Sometimes I’m glad I’m not really that involved in society because everyone has become so fake,NOT everyone but lots. I’m so jealous of the previous generation cause they didn’t have to deal with this nonsense we have to deal with today,Facebook,youtube,reality tv,reality superstars?,internet etc etc, all this stuff that doesn’t really affect our lives yet we manage complain and worry about And I’m glad I have some real people in my life who aren’t just friends with me so they can add one person to their Facebook account.Like Ive said before i rather have one good friend than 1000 people on my facebook list.I’m not looking to be popular,i’m not looking to be famous,i just want a real life away from all nonsense. That’s just me.
Stupid me.
15 Noi 2011 Lasă un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind
Tell me how the fuck we supposed to stay friends when i have a bunch of feelings that i don’t show?What i’m supposed to do next?Yeah,NOTHING!..That’s the way things work,we can’t be more than this.I can’t believe how naive can i be at those things.
Show must go on..and i’m still searching…I’ll get over it soon. 
Fact.
26 Oct 2011 3 comentarii
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I care for people from the moment I get to know them. Because you never know how much they will mean to you. And I think you always have to be that someone who cares when no one else does. I want to be that someone.
<3
20 Sep 2011 Lasă un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind Etichete:best friends forever, hurt, love, old friendship, us
Sometimes it lasts in love,but sometimes it hurts insted
Bun-venit Septembrie! :)
01 Sep 2011 2 comentarii
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”Ce vânăt amurg..
Prin vinete amurguri,prin veştede ramuri,se-apropie toamna cu paşi arămii..Din vămile văzduhului,toamna pornise tiptil printre frunze moarte,vulpe tăcută,măturând pământul cu coada,păşind cu sunet înfundat de labe prudente,scrutând orizontul cu ochii micşoraţi şi reflexivi.”
Arta conversaţiei-Ileana Vulpescu
Blind Beauty<3!
31 Aug 2011 Lasă un comentariu
in My life,my thoughts and my twisted mind Etichete:love-love-love
This is so perfect, for the time you look at this image, you don’t know if it’s a boy and girl, a girl and a girl, a boy and a boy, a black man and a white girl, a white man and an asian girl, you know nothing. Just the simplicity of the connection and the beauty of two human beings sharing love and that is all that should ever matter.
