Sweet dreams

  For a reason I fail to see, people seem to find amusing the fact that I am flying through Poland in my way home. The funniest things I've heard have been: "Because there is such a long distance between Copenhagen and Bucharest that you really need to make a stop somewhere" or "They haven't heard of Romania in Copenhagen, that's why you need to stop in Warsaw?" Relax, people, it's not about the destination, it's about the journey. (And also about the fact that I am too young and poor to afford a ticket without a stop.) I have no ideea what I want to write about, but otherwise I could make 100 posts - this is the only airport I have been into that hasn't transformed the simple and pure joy of wi-fi into business. Yet. So - due to lack of divine inspiration, but also to a burning desire to lay on the cold seats and not get up for at least 2 days, I've decided to share the story of how I've given up on coffee - that is, copy paste what...

Basically - just a list of big DON'T's: 1. Stinking in public places. It's not my intention to be mean and I am not targeting homeless people either; If you have a beer in your hand, if you have a job or if you own an iThing and yet you stink, well, yeah...it's simply unacceptable. So, unless you have just finished the most hardcore training session ever or unless you are allergic to water and soap, it is a DON'T.  2. Being explosive for no obvious reason. It's okay to have bad day, it's ok to be sensitive sometimes. But if you treat everyone around you like crap simply because: 1. You've got your period. 2. You didn't get enough sleep. 3. You haven't got enough vitamin S lately [if you know what I mean ;) ], then it shouldn't come as a shock if you happen to get exactly what you give. Karma's a bitch, isn't it? And bleeding for a couple of days/month is NOT a sickness, just to make things clear! 3. Saying/believing/implying that m...

Boyfriend's horrible noises woke me up at 7; he almost puked his soul out and it was, of course, all because of my cooking. (what can I, I cannot be smart, funny, cute, sexy and also a good old style wife!) I was tired, but not that much; recently, I have given up Coffee completely and it's like I've finally been truly awake for the first time in years. (This feeling of well being happened after horrible withdrawal sympthoms which I don't wish even to my worst enemy to experience). Boyfriend said perhaps they would ask me to come to work today. No freaking way, I am a student, I couldn't, even if I wanted, there is only this much I can work. Hm. But...hm...they are going to be fucked, aren't they? Hm...ok,ok, I'll go, don't have to get down on your knees now !!! I swear, there are days when there is nothing I despise more than my hero complex. Help them all, be a good samaritan while secretly pray to God there will be no one there to tell you that you ac...

 *Caution: this post contains between 10 to 20 times the word "porn".   At first, I was somehow trying to hide it - I mean, it is just a book, but reading it in a public place sort of feels like you're watching porn in public (do you know how sometimes you're using your laptop in public places and you type a link really fast so stupid Chrome doesn't show your porn history? :D no? You don't? ) Somehow - I felt all eyes staring at me - look at her, she reads Fifty shades, she must be a single mom who hasn't had some actions in ages! Then, whenever I was in a place where people we're talking about it, I was reluctant if I should admit that yeeeees, I have read Fifty shades and I freaking fell in love with mister Grey a thousand times! I never wanted to be seen as the typical type of girl - shallow and obsessed with make up, shoes and clothes; That girl was never me - partially because of my own choice, partially out of necessity. I somehow doubt things ...

   There is a list of things I rarely do, only out of necessity, almost never 2 or more in the same day; If I happen to do most of those things during one single day, it definitely means I have an important exam the second day and I am trying to lose time in a different manner than studying, since the more I study, the more I realize I won't be able to catch up with everything, therefore the more nervous I get.  1. Clean. Clean everything. Floor, bathrooms, bedrooms, living room, kitchen, wash clothes, wash clothes again, wash the same clothes again; Clean the FREAKING house down as if tomorrow you are going to get married in that house or Barack Obama will be paying you a visit. 2. Run a freaking 10 K. I have a weird relationship with exercising, meaning that I don't always exercise, but when I do, I overdo it; Somehow, I think I am trying to cheat myself into believing that exercising for two hours in a day can make up for 6 other days/week of having the physical act...

  I know that you know. You know that I know. I see no point in hiding behind the finger. But maybe this is the reason why I keep on losing: maybe I keep on getting beaten because I simply cannot understand nor play this twisted game misleadingly called life. I cannot make sense of the bizarre rules: whoever lies the most wins the big prize. No broken heart, no tears shed; just forge yourself as many masks as you can, hide as well as you can and forget there once existed a simple person called "yourself".     Picture me, if you can - a person who not only cannot lie, but has never told a single lie in 23 years - but just know that if you simply cannot imagine such a person exists and instead you may choose to think I am trying to deceive you, I won't hold any grudge. Just to give you an idea, if you entered a room and asked who farted, I will not hesitate to answer, if it was me - and I am a girl. Once a co-worker asked me how many men I have dated and the reward f...

Today I had a small weird conversation with someone I haven't spoken in years and it ended with him saying "this conversation was a mistake. You're having a toxic approach." Let me explain: all of a sudden this guy starts asking me how I had been, whether or not I was married, if I still lived in Romania or if I had moved abroad; And the fact that I simply couldn't ignore the following things and just keep a cool attitude made him say I was toxic: 1. He was speaking from a Fake Facebook profile, without really telling me who he was, because - quote - "it will no longer be fun!" 2. At some point in our lives (looooong time ago), he made out with two different girls  and he had to make a choice; the choice was the dumber, prettier and closer to him - NOT me, of course. 3. Everytime I see them around, I pretend I have forgotten something ( my brain, probably) in the total opposite direction and so does she. Let me make it easier for you: guy made a cho...