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Things Romanian have a hard time understanding. Part 2

1. Dating an older man. When they learn that a young girl is dating an older man - by "they", I mean older generations, but not only - they literally freak out. They get shocked, take it as an offense to whatever "normal" means, as an attack to moral values. They do not accept that love or sexual attraction might be the motives; instead, they turn to frivol reasons such as money and to labels such as "whores". It really doesn't matter how old the guy is - even if he is only ten years older than you, they will keep on saying the following expression :"he might as well be her father." I mean - in what sick society people become fathers at 10 anyways?! If he is 20 years old - "he might as well be your grandfather."   What makes me insane is this pervert need to continuously label people and relationships. If there is something we cannot understand - we just call it "unnatural" and we try really hard not to have any contact ...

The day I became an employee...PE ROMANESTE!!!

  Attention! This post is in a language you may not understand!    Azi la ora patru fara zece ma gaseam in fata oglinzii, pregatindu-ma sa ies din casa pentru o zi scurta de munca. O voce usoara parca imi sopteste in ureche: e 16 octombrie...16 octombrie...octombrie, 16...ohh!   Si atunci constientizezi ca se fac exact 2 ani de cand te-ai angajat pentru prima oara. 2 ani de cand ai inceput sa fii (oarecum) independenta financiar, 2 ani in care cel putin 80% din sufletul tau s-a dus in acel loc de munca. Una buna, una rea, ai putea spune ca este o oarecare balanta, insa atunci cand singura ta reactie referitoare la jobul tau este un usor zambet amar, parca te face sa te intrebi...   In minte vezi acea fata de 21 de ani care, in ciuda tuturor concursurilor si olimpiadelor la care a participat, avea de a face atunci cu cea mai emotionanta zi din viata ei. Sunt curioasa daca voi avea o zi in care voi fi mai emotionata de atat...Olimpiadele erau floare la ureche, ...

Things Romanians have a hard time understanding. Part 1.

Today while I was driving from my home town to Bucharest in order to catch my flight back to the mighty North, I noticed some things and I thought of others. (just to answer some people's question, I don't just sit on the sofa waiting for ideas to come, I am busy as hell, yet there are always times when you just sit and think. And when you get your thoughts in the right order, it takes you only 15 minutes to write a post, voila, le magique.) Since I cursed like crazy so many dudes who got a car and a licence, but not a brain, I thought I should make a list of things Romanian people have difficulty in understanding. 1. Roundabouts. I find roundabouts to be the most elegant mean of intersection (except those little annoying extremely crowded ones, like you can find in Piatra-neamt). If I am to drive 350 km like I did today, I need to constantly remember myself not to look only on my left side while entering the round-about, but also the right side , for idiots. So, imagine I ...

Impossible love stories

  I had today an intense conversation with my mum and my aunt about Mr. Right and men in general and, as it usually happens, good thoughts come only after the discussion is over. Since I find men quite a controversial and interesting topic, I will take this post to write my reflections on men and relationships. 1. First and most important - NEVER CHASE A MAN! I can't emphasize enough how many tears and how much wasted time this rule saves you from. I know - you are probably like myself: one of those girls who have been told all their lifes by their mothers/teachers/shrinks/glossy magazines,etc that they could persue everything they want, that the sky is not the limit. Follow your dream wherever it may lead you, right? Or, like one of my favorite songs says, dream on, dream on, dream on, dream until your dreams come true!!!   Set high expectations, never settle for less, you can get everything that you want! I truly appreciate mothers who raise their daughters like this, witho...

Crossing personal boundaries: how Danish I am!

  Yesterday I felt tired like never before; the day before I had a 12 and a half hour shift and then I had to wake up early in the morning to study. ( note to myself: apply for SU, it is almost impossible to be a full time student and also work 30 hours/week.) After school I went to work and the very first thing I hear is "Georgiana is very mad at me because I am making rolls." I mean - WTF?!?! I started shaking instantly and I asked Boyfriend: " ce mama ma-sii e asta?" , which basically means What the fuck is this? He told me what he always does when it is about this girl - take it easy, you know she got some issues - well, honey, the thing is when I feel my privacy is violated I turn into the most insane woman ever!   Do you know how they say about Danes that they are by far the most closed, private and introverted people there is in the world? Well - I wasn't aware of that until recently and frankly I was quite surprised. Foreigners are having a hard time t...

"I tried carrying the weight of the world...

   ... but I only have two hands."        Since a lot has changed in my life lately - I guess I have used this sentence way too often, well, yes, everything is continuously changing all over the world, we are after all living in the "speed era" - I am of course entitled to write a post about it, right? You might find it is awkward that I write posts about my personal life, but I don't : Every where you go, people's favourite topic is the same : themselves! I guess all of you have experienced at some point that, as a curtosy, you ask someone how they had been doing lately (or sometimes you don't even ask anything!) and you are being forced to listen to a fairytale for the next hour because you are too kind to ask them to get a shrink. The positive thing about this blog entry is that you can actually "shut" me up whenever you feel like it and I won't even get pissed about it! (it's not like statcounter.com won't show me exactly where you ...

What I have learned from the most fucked-up work day ever

I am usually reticent about writing about my work on my blog, I normally have this awesome word document where I write what I like to call "my book on the kitchen", but today was a truly distinct day from which I have learned things about myself that really amazed me. So - let's begin, shall we?   1. There is no such thing as an inevitably fucked up situation. There are of course all kinds of fucked up, from "little stressful" to "fucking fucked up", yet there are a few things in this world that can't be repaired and a baaaad working day is definetely not one of those things. So - drink some water, swear a lot ( preferably in your own language), take a couple of deep breaths and do what you do best.   2. I can be a an excellent fixer, so what I wrote about myself only a couple of days ago is therefore invalid. I am a doer, a thinker, a dreamer and a fixer. 3. You - my girl - are an wonderful creature, never-ever doubt that again! I am thrilled ...