I’m not crazy, I’m just special

Am o crunta si teribila insomnie. Ce fac oamenii cand au insomnie: se uita pe pereti, numara oi sau se gandesc la tampenii.

Ei bine, eu ma gandesc la tampenii in noaptea asta. Avea cineva la status pe messenger ceva de genul “Men would say less lies if women asked less questions”. Ei na!! Nu cred!! HAHA. Pai sincer, femeie fiind, e imposibil sa nu fii curioasa, e imposibil sa nu despici firul in patru si, de asemenea, e imposibil sa nu pui intrebari (ca urmare a celor spuse inainte). Asa ca eu ma intreb acum cat de greu o fi sa raspunzi la un blestemat de e-mail? Cat de greu este ca picioarelor mele sa nu le fie frig? Cat de greu o fi sa nu am insomnie? Last but not least, cat de greu ar fi sa nu imi fie foame la 4 dimineata. FOARTE!?! Da-o dracului de treaba mai!

Recunosc, cel mai mult ma gandesc la mail-ul ala si la foame( :-S). Cine este atat de busy, cine are asa putin de spus incat sa nu raspunda la “ce faci? esti bine?” cu un “da, sunt bine!”. Nimeni. Cu alte cuvinte este total dezinteres sau poate totusi omul nu are nimic de spus. Pretty lame if you ask me. Daca totusi nu a primit mail-ul? Hmmm.. e si asta o posibilitate dar slabe sanse mai ales ca acum ai casuta de nush cati giga. Oh, da,  foamea, cum naiba sa nu te ingrasi daca bagi ca porcu’ la 4 dimineata? Simplu: vomiti dupa ce ai mancat hahaha. Dar asta e extrem de scarbos. Ultima data cand am vomitat mi s-a facut greata din cauza ca vomitam. Si acum mi se face greata numai la gandul ca as putea vomita.

Uff, sunt incurabila si o sa ajung cu siguranta la casa de nebuni unde o sa le spun “I’m not crazy, I’m just special” dupa care o sa bag evil laugh “bwahahah”.

Men. a mistery.

I don’t understand men. At all. Just as they don’t understand women.

Most men when they are in a relationship they want out. Of course when that happens they want in. That is when the whining starts. They start telling their friends what a great person she is, how they miss her and how they want her back. Let’s say that happens, they get her back. Then, they want out again! What?!? Why?? I have no clue.

I am truly curious if I will ever find a man who is happy to be in a relationship, who will not want to break up after 6-8 months, who will be satisfied and happy.

If any of you know such a person tell me, PLEASE. I will suppliment this post when that happens.

“Bine dispunerea”

Azi am fost cam prost dispusa. Sunt inca.

Vorbeam cu cineva. Ma intreaba ce am (nu paream in apele mele probabil), spun ca nu e una din zilele cele mai bune. Spune “tu mereu esti suparata, trista, singura”. No shit?!? Mereu?? Ce ciudat, aveam impresia ca nu e asa deloc. Ce vad oamenii la mine? Eu care speram ca vad doar sila, scarba de a o lua de la capat a doua a zi. Same ol’ shit.

Ce mi se pare mai ciudat este ca rad mereu, zambesc mereu, unde dracu vad ei tristete si toate cele. Nu pot fi chiar atat de transparenta! Sau?

Ma bucura ca sunt altii mai bine dispusi in fiecare zi, ce sa spun!

Mistake and consolation. The Olive branch – I hand it to you..

Mistake = An error or fault resulting from defective judgment, deficient knowledge, or carelessness.

“Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred?”

I am wondering what makes people make mistakes? Lack of wisdom (The ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting)? Lack of intelligence (The capacity to acquire and apply knowledge)? Lack of brain, personality, courage?

Ok, maybe I exagerated a bit with courage, however I think that you need a lot of it not to make the same mistake again, and again, and again. Yes, you need to be able to say “Stop it! Leave me the freck alone, don’t buzz me anymore” or at least “don’t hurt me anymore!”  Why is it so hard to do that? Why oh why??

Why is it so hard for people to notice when they’re hurting another human? Or do they know and like it?! That can’t possibly be true… people who hurt others for sports, entertainment… disgusting!! 

I want to believe that humans (or at least a certain percentage) care for what other people feel and don’t just use them for their pleasure, for just a few moments and then simply vanish, without any word of consolation. But, then again, if they were to say something, what would they? Would they say a simple “Sorry”? Would that suffice? Would they get down on their knees and beg forgiveness? Would they write an email or a letter and  explain themselves? Send an sms or call? What would be the easiest way to put your mind at ease?

Maybe most people, you, are afraid that the apologies would be rejected or would reach a deaf ear. Don’t they know better than that? Don’t they,you, know that an olive branch is more than a symbol of peace? It also has to be the gesture, the feeling, the need and, especially, desire to be forgiven and forgive? You must not forget because you won’t be able to learn from you mistakes, all you need to do and want is to forgive.

I think I know. So, yes, I forgive you.

All this might sound a bit corny  but it’s not that, it’s the simple truth. We should learn to accept that people have flaws just as I have flaws, just as you have them too. Given the fact that we have flaws shouldn’t we be able to understand other people’s flaws and sort of accept them?

With the risk of repeating myself:

Yes, I forgive you.

good morning to you too!

Do you know what waking up each morning at 8am with a banging coming from the next room, bathroom, kitchen, the entire house BUT my room is ?????? Well I DOOOOOO

I never thought that renovating my house would take so long and NEVER imagined that it would be so LOUDDDDDD!!!

I hate it, can’t stand the noise anymore and the problem is that I can’t even wear earplugs* because I would not hear the alarm clock (*did you know how  to call the corks you put in your ears to stop hearing the noise, the ones I think are used in the construction field? I didn’t until Nicky told me – I will be forever grateful for the info )

Either way, I don’t know what to do! I am more and more tired as I do not get enough sleep. Imagine finishing work or coming from a beer/wine at 4 am, going home, hoping to sleep until 12 and waking up at 8-9!!!!!

Due to all that I have taken a decision. I will go and jog in the morning. If I can’t sleep at least I will get fit!!

That being said, tomorrow at 11 or 11:30 I will meet Mada and jog away

Nu se poate

Okay!! That’s it! Stau si eu 2 zile cu maica-mea si ma pricopsesc cu o raceala de toata frumusetea! Asa nu mai merge ! De acum incolo limited access astfel:

1. Petrecem maxim 5 minute pe zi impreuna;

2. Fara pupici, imbratisari si chestii d-astea

3. limitam contactul la minim, cel putin pana cand reusesc sa nu mai racesc asa usor!

Hai pa!

Sad day for democracy!!In memoriam…

I hate today! I hate it and hate it and hate it!!

Why I hate it?? because today I found out that I have no say in my bosses’ decisions. Say for instance that you like your job, that you like your colleagues (at least some of them) but you LOVE you office, your desk, the view and the people that surround your desk… Why would anyone try and take that away from me? And even more, do it without consulting me before??? I simply don’t get it and most likely don’t want to get it!

The policy of the company I work for is “not destroying the creative flow”, well they just did that!! I do not want to sit next to an annoying person (I am enough of that, two sitting one next to each other would mean death for both of us and people around), I don’t want to stand the stench of some people and honestly don’t need to receive any reasons for arguements (’cause most likely that’s what’s gonna happen)…

Sad, sad day…

In Memoriam