ireland part 3

o zi somnoroasa

Hehe
Azi am innebunit cu totul… stau de vreo 15 minute in fata unei foi a4 dictando si desenez floricele… mai intai m-am gandit sa fac una… brusc stiloul mi-a zburat din mana si m-am trezit cum am umplut o pagina pe undeva pe la 1/3 de jos si shirul meu de floricele a urcat pana la inceputul paginii unde scrie mare “tasks - continued”… hehe uite cum isi rezolva madame task-urile… le bagam niste floricele si gata…parfumelu!

Cred ca se trage de la radio guerilla pe care il am in casti de pe net.
E bine asaa cu flori si pace si muzica :)
Lipseste marea

azi mi-am dat seama...

Azi mi-am dat seama de ce nu-mi mai place sa scriu pe blog. Da' nu va zic de ce.
Tot azi mi-am luat o cola la doza, pe care am baut-o de mai bine de 3 ore. Inca o mai ridic din cand in cand si o scutur in speranta ca poate mai pica ceva. Sper sa-mi pice pe limba ci nu pe camasa. O sa-mi para rau daca ma patez. Asa sunt eu. Ba nu sunt asa. Ba... ma mai gandesc, da' nu promit ca ma voi decide azi. Si nici maine. Ieri nu mi-am luat cola. Ieri nu mi-am luat nimic. Ba mi-am luat. O palma dupa ceafa... de la viata. V-am pacalit. Sa nu ma credeti. Ma duc... ca o dau in diverse. Ma duc... da' nu va zic unde.

pixeli de start

azi mi-e cald si mi-e frig
azi mi-e frig iar...
azi miros a cartofi prajiti!
si iar stau in varful patului...
azi vreau sa vad o piesa de teatru romaneasca... si citesc blogul catincai si imi imaginez dialoguri intre personaje care mai de care mai complicate si mai inzorzonate cu sentimente si idei bizare...
asa mi se pare ca e si viata mea...
viata mea e un zambet de fata, cu dintii albi si frumosi
viata mea e inzorzonata de ideile mele... complexe...fixe...fitze...
azi sunt alba si maine sunt neagra... si azi ma joc o piesa si maine alta...
eu sunt un actor care isi iubeste publicul.. pentru ei joc in fiecare secunda...ei sunt esenta mea...
cand publicul ma iubeste, rolul meu e de vis... cand nu mai am spectatori ma intristez si incerc sa nascocesc ceva nou..
viata mea se reinventeaza constant... simtirile sunt improspatate si amplificate...
dar viata mea nu e mereu stabila si asta nu ma face sa ma bucur pe deplin de succesul pieselor si reprezentatiilor.
sunt ok... nu va ingrijorati... publicul meu ma iubeste... maine ne punem peruca cu carliontzi roshiatici, bluzonul rococo si incepem povestea...
visam si mai mult si le spunem celor din jur de vise, daca ploua vedem soare si daca lumea e trista facem o tumba, doua... cadem in fund si ii facem pana la urma sa rada...
viata mea e ca o piesa la casandra, la care ajungi pe un drum cu pietre si balti ici-colo... actorii sunt noi, mai uita un cuvant...doua...improvizeaza...se inrosesc, se mai si balbaie dar au foc in priviri...dar sunt pasionali pana la ultima replica...asa pentru ca e prima lor piesa..
viata mea o sa fie mereu o prima piesa... cu decoruri noi si trac, cu inghitit in sec si priviri pe furisi de dupa cortina... cu descoperiri si inventii.. nu pot sa o fac altfel
ce sa fac?
iubesc inceputurile...


pentru inceputuri!

stop!.... refresh!

thursday thought...

Dreams… ideas …plans are not only an escape from actress with dark rings around her eyes (which gets to be called life…)… they give a purpose…a reason…to hang on…
Hang on to a mission , hang on to that rope that has a strong tied knot on the top of the mountain…
Today I just realized that I miss looking up… these days I was looking around…and not giving myself enough personal space for my mountain peak reflections…
I used to see it… now all I sense is a foggy cloud that is somehow making it difficult to see the peak…
It was snowing and sometimes sunny on my mountain peak… I could see ideas like black goats jumping from one cardinal point to the others… they were marking mind maps and hidden paths that I never explored before… and it was simply fascinating to follow them around with glittering eyes … imagining…feeling…sensing…what I might find at the end of this serpentine roads…
Now I simply see a gap out there… there is a whole in my time, I see it and I am so close to it but I will firmly refuse to get inside…
I feel as if my brain is stuck somewhere and I have to give it a big push…
I have to swipe the eye windows and make it crystal clear …to be able to see…

Yeah… I guess indeed…the different between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective…
Maybe this is the right answer…maybe this is the way to get closer to my peak… or at least start by seeing it again… :o))
I’ll have a think on that..

londra zambeste

cred ca v-am mai spus asta de 1000 de ori...dar da... e pe bune...
londra zambeste...
daca iesi pe strada si ai cateva clipe in care sa te uiti la oamenii din jur...cu totii iti vor zambi...
e frumos... e incurajator si senin...
nu vezi umbre pe figuri ci doar pace asha... la inceput m-a speriat asta pentru ca imi imaginam ca merg printre niste robotzi setatzi pe happy mood care ranjesc si cand dorm... insa dupa 6 luni... ce pot sa zic?... se ia
:)
e tare
azi am mers la cantina sa imi iau veshnica salata la pranz si pe drum eram putin frustrata...ma gandeam la cai verzi pe pereti... nah ca m-au prins vreo 10-20 de priviri si mi-au tras niste zambete...de... adios mellon collie...adios frustrari... si hello smile and happy faces :)
:)
e foarte ...foarte tare
trebuie vazut

am invatat sa gatesc!!!!

mi-e dor de ceva esenta… si ma macina de ceva timp ca nu iese esentza in engleza
cum iese esentza?.. pai hai sa va dau o reteta…
Ingrediente:
1 kg de pasiune
1 kg de simtiri / se pot adauga si idei dupa preferintza
200g de nebunie curata
100g de ceolofan
1 foaie de ratiune
si intelepciune dupa gust

Modalitate de preparare:
Se curatza problema, se spala bine, se presara cu putina melancolie si se bate bine pana se face roze.
Pasiunea si simtirile (ideile dupa gust) se taie marunt si se inabusha intr-o cratitza cu talent incalzit pana se inmoaie si se obtzine o pasta omogena.
Apoi se adauga nebunia curate taiata cubuletze si se amesteca usor, se lasa la foc potrivit in atemporal…
Cand simti ca e gata se adauga foaia de ratiune si se imprastie pe deasupra intelepciune dupa gust, cand se racoreste putin se impacheteaza frumos si se serveste intr-o foaie de ciolofan, pe intelesul tuturor.
Va uram pofta buna!

ciocarlia

s-auzi una...s-auzi doua...prrrrrrrrrrrrr
We are a bunch of colorful people... the Balkan people...:)
the other day i had another big revelation- I love my country, our traditions, our crazy culture and I can say it again and again.
We went to see fanfara Ciocarlia in the Barbican Hall... It was an explosion of color and light.
Imagine a happy red cheeks band playing trumpets, saxophone, drums, the people standing on their feet and screaming like crazy, dancing in circles and claping non-stop.
they had along with them special guests from Macedonia, Bulgaria, Hungary...it was 3 hours of permanent movement, dances and excitement...our lautari did their best and managed to turn the whole hall upside down in happines and joy of living.
Their short sleeves shirts...orange....blue...white...red...black...with some big bellies hidden behind...with their "tenc iu, tenc iu veri maci" (thank you...thank you very much) - probably the only word in english they knew ...where coming from deep down inside.
these simple people... these nomads are the ones that show our country to the world around...they are one of our labels and everyone goes simply mad about...
a bunch of smiley, happy folks... yes!
My Romania was smiling that night and dancing in circles like crazy fairies of the forest (ielele)...My Romania is beautiful inside...and it has so much more to give...
I believe!

Ireland - Howth sea side

Ireland - Howth sea side, originally uploaded by dan.talpau.

Ce ti-e si cu tehnologia asta domne'... se integreaza una (flickr) cu alta (blogger - google) cum numa' la microsoft am mai vazut.

Am imbatranit...

ireland part 2

I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me

I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see



Wide open space, I'm standing
I'm all alone and staring into space

It's always quiet thru' my ceiling
The roof comes in and crashes in a daze

genial

http://www.kahrashin.com/

my kingdom for a toilet...

There’s a time when you just have to learn let go…
Everyday when I go to the ladies room on my floor (and believe me – I do it for too many times/day due to my weak bladder :o))) )
… I constantly see some “usual faces”.
The 2 blonde hair ladies in their early 40s… the queens of the rest room as I call them…. Are simply incredible.
They have it all in their kingdom – shoes to change, jeans, jewelry…thousands of cosmetics and perfumes.
So whenever I go there I come back smelling like a new perfume that I gather from the strong trails that they leave behind…I see the latest trends in make up and fashion :P
Believe me…I’ve seen them doing everything in there that they would do in their own bathroom at home: changing, brushing their teeth, doing their make up, posing in front of the mirrors… :o))) terrible…sometimes I think that they spend most of their working hours around that area…
In the first days I was given a angry look for disturbing their kingdom…but now I guess we’re like palls – I peacefully use the toilet and not disturb their daily ritual and they continue on posing in front of the window with their best profile :o))
So…I guess now I become the knight of the perfumed kingdom with black faience, large mirrors and wooden cabins… the kingdom that never sleeps…I wonder what’s next…

ireland part 1... more to come;)

Ireland – the revelation after a stormy weather inside myself

Hey everyone.
I will publish this post in English because of my dear international friends…that want to know more on “how is Ireland?”…
Ireland is a land of mystery… that was my perception as an East European… the landscape was really new to me since we don’t have any coasts in Romania…
We went in 3 different places during 3 visiting days:
- Walking on the East coast
- Hiking In the mountains - Glendalough
- Touristy stuff in Dublin City
I’ll just point out 2-3 words on each …just a bit of flavor to get you inside the real feeling…
The East coast… the place where the sea touches the cliffs…where the seagulls feel at home and you can see the infinite..
Ok…close your eyes now and imagine…
- wide open space
- 2 shades of blue…a darker shade…with tiny waves leaving small wrinkles here and there – the sea
- …and a lighter shade…with puffy white-grey cotton like with strange and erratic shapes – the sky
- green… green behind you, to your left and to your right… with cream colored dots of lumpy sand and irregular rocky areas – the cliffs
- you…. Having the 2 shades of blue in front and the green coming to live behind, on your left and on your right
…so if I were to wrap up…it’s you , the sea, the ski and…the cliffs…it’s the ultimate way to get closer to the inner self.. to your deepest thoughts and ideas… to your goals and visions…to rediscover values and life itself
you and the infinite…all around…in a gap in space…a window open just for your mind and soul

Glendalough… feeling like in the lord of the rings… you bet! :)
Our spectacular adventure on the green lands in the mountains started on the run since we did not know if we’ll catch the bus to Glendalough or not… finally breathing like steam locomotives we got to the bus and hip hip hooray!! Off we left…
The bus takes around 1h and 30 min from Dublin to the place and the landscape is really colorful… shrubs with yellow smiley flowers around the houses and the roads…green trees… hmm.. if I come to think of it… everything was green around…hehe…we were in ireland…right?:)
Attention: Ireland has 40 natural shades of green so…imagine the view
The mountain walks are built in such a manner that it’s really easy to get to places and really civilised… so we went to 2 lakes and we followed a walkway filled with tourists but also we hiked higher on the mountain and that is when it all got super nice – the view with the lake and mountains – really good
For the romanians reading this – the view was similar to the one at SF ANA lake.
Glendalough is a place for relaxing and just chilling in the sun… cooling your feet in the clear water, playing and having fun

Dublin city…They say that in Ireland it’s always pouring but the bars are always dry.
Indeed the irish people seem sooo happy and joyful and talkative that it’s impossible not to like them.
They are not as polite as brits and maybe this is why I felt closer to their spirit ..hehe
We went in the oldest pub in Ireland and had a Guiness… uhuuu… great stuff…we saw the river, Temple bar, small markets, pebbled walkways…
Our beloved guide- miss Prue had everything organized – trips… walks… everying :o) cause you know,,, when in Ireland…do as the irish do
Thanks Prue for everything – especially for the great chats we had!

And yeap…
Ireland is definitely the place to be!:)

la 5jum plecam...

Ireland here we come!!!

si cand esti departe...

si citesti atatea chestii de pe meleaguri mioritice... ti se face dor
Acum ma gandeam la piata Amzei.
In piata Amzei, care se intrece cu iscusinta la capitolul preturi cu rarele piete de aici..in amzei mergeam cam ...in fiecare zi
Ce vizitam in zona?
-ghereta cu covrigi... bine bine...asta e in drum...dar pfiuuuuu 0.35 lei covrigu'..abia facut, aburind si cu cateva boabe de susan presarate pe crusta maronie - oho...ospat!
-Supermarket Nic...asta pentru ca oricat de delectabila era ghereta cu covrigi... nu iti oprima instinctele primare...asa ca pentru fiara din tine.. mai luam un iaurt...si un pachet de tigari :)
-Parculetu' din spatele "the harbour" - moaa... un loc asa de murdareanu...ca te gandeai de 2 ori inainte sa te asezi...dar fiind singurul parc din zona- merita sacrificiul
-Magazinul cu prelata galbena - cele mai multe vizite la magazin se petreceau pentru ca nu ne puteam deprinde de fenomenul "a casca gura", caci era scumpicel ce-i drept...
-Tria Alfa - acolo era si mai amuzant pentru ca incepeam sa probam toti cerceii la indemana - si pana la urma ne rupeam de vreo 7 lei si cumparam si o pereche... cam 1 data/luna
-Magazinul cu cadouri... in care in momentul in care intrai auzeai zdranganeli gratioase venind de undeva de sus..incat mai , mai sa ai impresia ca ai ajuns in rai alta nu si cetele ingeresti te asteapta... insa la o a doua privire vedeai agatate pana la refuz toti clopoteii pamantului si fluturasi de lemn + nenumarate instalatii menite sa clincane la adieri de vant...asezate in asa fel incat aveai impresia ca o data cu o miscare necugetata intregul magazin se va pravali peste tine insotit de un zgomot infernal..cling..zrang...zbuf...zdrong...clag...aaaaa
Asta era unul din magazinele mele preferate...(si cel mai nou descoperit) unde pierdeam o groaza de timp atingand toate inutilitatile pamantului la casa omului...broscute, serpisori, fluturei, floricele, pietre, margele, rame foto, scrumiere...care mai de care mai in stil indian cu zorzonele haioase si culori atragatoare...Slava Domnului ca si astea erau scumpe pentru bugetul meu astronomic si nu imi cumparam cine stie ce...dar cheltuiam in schimb al naibii de mult timp pe acolo

Urmau DaDa si Hippie Hippie Shake de care nu prea puteam sa ne apropiem...nici macar la fereastra:))) si incursiunea in Amzei se continua cu Green, Victoriei...Pasaje...Caramizi...Case ciuruite de la revolutie...biserici netencuite...capsha...hmm
Post-ul asta nu cred ca vreau sa il termin...poate ca voi vreti...asa ca nu mai zic nimic...in schimb mintea mea o sa mai scrie cateva sute...mii...de cuvinte...despre ele,ei,el,ea,eu,tu,noi,voi,noua,tie,dansei,dumitale,voua,mie,lui,dansului,dumeata,dumneavoastra,.................

sufar de blogoree?

in fiecare zii ajung acasa in intervalul 9 in medie, mananc repede ceva, cu micul computador deschis langa mine (o muzica, o atentie ...o maslina), vorbesc cu dan in tot timpul asta...dupa care urmeaza ritualul...
oh da...ritualul:
am o mare lista de feeds la toate blogurile prietenilor si nu numai... le verific pe toate, le citesc...le comentez...asa ca e imposibil sa nu stiu ca:
Rox viseaza sa isi inceapa marea carte...
Prue se gandeste cum naiba sa facem sa salvam lumea asta :)
Dee zambeste cu gura pana la urechi in poze
Dania inca mai cauta prin deviant art fotografii interesante si mind blowing pe care sa le share-uiasca cu noi
Catinca nu mai scrie zilele astea ca e plecata...dar ultima oara cand am verificat experimenta:)
Deliones se gandeste la 101 lucruri pe care trebuie sa la faci pana mori
Oana are dileme despre ce o sa se intample odata cu absolvire si mutare in alta casa...
Georgi se gandeste ca pana la urma...."ce-o fi...o fi"
Nico are viziuni...dar se cam lasa pe tinjala si nu prea mai posteaza:)
Cori si-a inceput mandatul in Ungaria
Alex Galmeanu a mai facut o poza la o celebritate
Alex Codreanu a ajuns pe mare la sonda sesimica dupa ce a fost pe santierul naval din Alabama
Matasel a pierdut un concurs de articole de strategie
Gavrila si asociatii baga despre Groove Armada
Bogdana de la Mccan... hmm asa tare imi displace blogul ei ca nu stiu de ce il mai tin in lista de feeds:))
Bucuresti looks arata ultimele trznai vestimentare- si am gasit-o si pe mara acolo:)
Pe bookblog se scrie despre cartea Gheata
si... TTL nu a mai postat nimic de la contact sheet


si uite asa zboooooaaara ceva ore... bashca mai citesc un articol de pe la vreun ziar, bag un mail ...doua...trei :)... ma mai uit la niste filmulete si caut evenimente... si pfiuuu cum se fgace 11... si aaaa mai am o ora de pastrat ochii deschisi... what to do?...what to do?...
mai dau un search dupa alte bloguri...hehe...macar daca am devenit blogomani sa fim unii pe cinste

cheers

cred ca am monstruleti in stomac

e ora 19:17... sincer nu mai tin minte cand am mai stat pana la ora asta la servici (serviciul de aici... in ro era alta poveste:) ), stomacul meu plange cu lacrimi de crocodil si stau la birou si il aud pe sheful meu cum vorbeste cu prieteni la telefon folosind cuvinte care incep cu F**k (what the f**k are u doing? where the f**k where you) :))... cred ca le tine in el din timpul meetingurilor si spre seara (pentru ca mereu ramane ultimul) le varsa la urechile prietenilor in engleza, indiana,engleza si iar indiana.
Sheful meu...
E un matematician.. nu are mare treaba cu economia caci el vede totul extrem de stiintific. Ii plac cuvintele perfecte - ceea ce ma face sa ma dau cu capul de tastatura de fiecare data cand mai fac o prezentare care nu e tocmai right (adica in fiecare zi...hmmm ok now i realize why it hurts so bad:) )...prezentare in care cuvantul ala ar fi putut suna mai puternic.
In rest e ok.
Da, e matematician si e ok.
E un om care iubeste wikipedia, google si citeste the economist, ii plac expresiile gen "hello my friend", "you pinched the nail in the head", "we are not comparing apples to apples", "is that woman/man...what's her/his name?" (he never remembers), "Madam Iatan, shall we talk on...", "what is that crap?" :)
Are o fetita la gradinita despre care vorbeste non-stop, ieri imi povestea ca fetita lui nu poarta niciodata rochite dar pentru un motiv oarecare in weekend a fost nevoita sa poarte una. La inceput a fost timida iar spre sfarsitul serii nu vroia sa o mai dezbrace. A dormit cu ea. A doua zi cand sa mearga la scoala..aceeasi poveste.:))
Marea dilema din ultima saptamana a sefului meu: cum sa deseneze mere/ pere si portocale sa arate cat mai bine pt fetitza:)) - aici super hero me a intervenit cu talentul monstru.
Sefului meu ii place sa vorbeasca mult despre istorie, teorii si culturi. Primele intrebari pe care mi le-a pus au fost legate de familie si tara.
Ultima conversatie f interesanta pe care am avut-o a fost despre John Nash si teoriile sale (check out wikipedia). intotdeauna isi verifica informatiile cu cele de pe net.
A studiat intr-o universitate de ingineri India in care la admitere sunt 100 de oameni/loc si apoi a continuat in NY cu studii economice.
Astazi mi-a dat sfaturi despre cum sa reusesc intr-un mediu international, despre cum sa imi imbunatatesc my language skills si mi-a dar multe exemple pentru ca tocmai a fost intervievator pentru internii din vara.
Ma incurajeaza mult...si des

Bizar - am inceput sa scriu postul asta cu monstruleti in stomac, dupa ce mi-am concentrat atentia catre descrierea sefului, mi-au trecut, cred ca din cauza ca e un omuletz interesant.
yeah...i like him

extrem de funny

sunt intr-un conference call acum si pentru ca ma aflu la comp imi permit sa mai casc gura si aiurea in momentele plictisitoare. (da..da... frec menta)
main idea e ca discutam o prezentare in care am gasit o propozitie absolut fantastica:
Trend has been mushrooming since 2002 and enjoys very strong Government support
excuse my stupidity but...what the hell is that? trend mushrooming...aaaaaaaa
bine... in context am inteles ideea dar exprimarea mi se pare pur si simplu mind blowing :))