OmG, the last season of Ally McBeal simply SUCKS!!! I am very disappointed.

I have a friend who wants to sell a ticket to the Coldplay concert that will take place on the 23rd of September in Budapest. Anyone out there who might be interested?

1. He’s the handyman I call whenever there’s something that needs to be repaired around the house. He usually tells me about his nephew, his children, his dog. But this time there were more awkward pauses so I told him about the city I’m going to next week. His smiled and told me he had a lover from that city. They met when they were both working in Israel. The lady was taking care of an old woman, he was working as an electrician. They met and hit it off immediately. They lived together for 7 years. Day after day after day. Then she went to another country and he came home. But last week she also came back in Romania and he went to visit her. For a day. He says it’s true love what they had, what they have. Of course, his family doesn’t know anything about this.

2. She said she had been living there for 10 years. I looked at her husband and asked if he was the reason she moved there. She laughed and said he was her second husband. She was his second wife as well. They both have 2 daughters from the former marriages. They’ve been together only for a year. She likes to be pampered and her ex-husband was the one who made all the money. Also, he beat the shit out of her, whenever he felt like it. Those were 10 years of abuse and violence. She finally got a divorce, but she need a workplace. He, her second husband, was looking to hire a person to sell in his shop and she got the job. They liked each other and he helped her financially. In the end, they got married. She said he married him cause he’s a good man, kind and caring. They seemed happy together.

3. He’s almost 70, she’s almost 60. She’s moved to his country 13 years ago. She’s been his mistress for 11 years. His family doesn’t know a thing about that. She’s even like part of the family. A good friend. He calls her 5-6 times a day and they see each other maybe once a week. He listens to all of her problems, he helps her with money, he takes care of her. He told me something I’ll never forget: ‘It’s so good to know you have somebody who’s always there for you. Somebody who understands you. Too bad I’ve met her 35 years later than I should have.’ Nonetheless, he didn’t give up on his love for her. He’s just like a kid when he’s around her. She makes him truly happy.

Sometimes life’s better, other times it is more unfair than fiction.

Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here
When will they stop?

I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together, babe
But we’re not

Macy Gray - I try

M-am trezit cu Redbull. Pe la 7 jumate. Ca nu m-a mai lasat mama sa dorm.
Am continuat cu apa semiplata. Restul zilei. Cu altceva nu-mi trece setea.
Am incheiat cu ceai negru. Candva pe la 1 noaptea. Sau poate era chiar 2.
Si am tot frecat, si spalat, si curatat pana am crezut ca mor. Dar macar acum e frumos. E ca nou.
Mainile mi-s aspre, spatele ma doare de numa’ si parul imi sta ca naiba.
Si hotarati-va odata cand sunt restantele alea, ca unii dintre noi mai au si alte planuri pentru luna asta!
Stau cu toate cartile-n mijlocul camerei si mi-e mila de ele ca-s necitite si pline de praf. Astept noul corp de biblioteca si vremuri mai bune pentru citit.
Planuri mari pentru sfarsitul asta de octombrie, da’ daca o sa fie o toamna cu ploi si zile urate, parca vad ca o sa mi se taie tot cheful de plimbari si altele.
Sunt suparata pe mine ca am spus ca eu nu o sa fac asa, ca mie nu o sa mi se intample asta, si uite ca se intampla. Headbanging.
Bai, ce-mi place noul candelabru!
Normal, atunci cand ceva nu-mi convine, eu sunt mic, nu stiu nimic.
Sunt blestemata: dupa ce de x luni imi merge doar o casca, acum imi merge doar o boxa. Mono, frate!
Urasc sa am unghiile lungi, dar imi cresc nesimtit de repede si faptul ca tot trebuie sa le tai ma scoate din sarite!
Duminica e Schimb de carti. Macar un lucru bun sa mi se intample si mie saptamana asta.

The best ideas I have are the ones that I dream about but don’t remember the next morning.

I love small things. I can collect them, store them, pile them, hide them. If I had a big thing I wouldn’t know what to do with it.

One year of silence was simply erased from our minds after 5 minutes of conversation. Too bad it was only a dream.

Four months of acting stupid will hopefully be forgotten after a beer and a talk. Thank you

This is going to be a great day, I just know it!

I love it when he calls me darling. It’s so Breakfast at Tiffany’s.

I used to clean my glasses every day. Rub, polish and make the lenses shine. I wanted to see the world as it was, to see colours and smiling people. But I couldn’t find them anywhere, no matter where I looked. Now my glasses are all smeared. There’s nothing beautiful out there to make me clean my glasses again.