E verde

Azi totul e verde

…si rosu…

…

si galben…

 

Si K nu m-a sunat. F si-a dat seama ca C nu merita.

Tata era suparat de dimineata.

R ma sperie.

 

Hristos a inviat

ieri

am vopsit 7 oua. 2 s-au spart inainte de  le colora.

tot ieri am copt un blat pentru tort dar am pus prea putina crema.

 

azi l-am asteptat sa vina. a intarziat sa imi raspunda la mesaj dar sunt sigura ca va ajunge la masa. gatesc.

tata este fercit. are cozonac.

C se intoarce azi din vacanta.

A e plictisita. R sta la soare.

Nu-i doar lipsa de viata ce simt. Nu-i nici tristete.

E un dor nebun de zgomotul din Bucresti, de usa trantita (usa de la baie pe care tata o lipea de perete ca sa ne trezeasca dimineata), de mesaje de Paste (uneori identice)… de telefoane de la prieteni (care dispar, ocupati fiind sa isi traiasca fiecare viata)…

Devin lacrimogena. Frustranta si obositoare. Ma simt singura. As vrea sa lucrez de Paste, de Craciun… si de toate Sarbatorile.

incet

… vecina de apartament ma enerveaza!

In CV pun cu incredere comunicativa, sociabila sau unul dintre sinonimele simptomului gurliv. C ma enerveaza pentru ca imi bate la usa in fiecare dimineata (sa se asigure ca fie nu voi intarzia la job, fie la cursuri). Ma scoate din sarite pentru ca face curat in bucatarie dar pe hol are insirate vreo 5 perechi de pantofi (de care ma impiedic in fiecare seara in drum spre camera mea).

Aprilie e o iluzie

Miercurea trecuta am crezut ca F se casatoreste (in pofida tipetelor mamei, a sfaturilor vecinilor si a berilor aduse de prieteni, el parea convins). Aseara m-a sunat sa imi spuna ca vine in Londra. Fuge! Nu! Se… refugiaza departe de ea. Nu mai simte. Nu ii place pasta de dimti pe care o cumpara ea si nici mirosul samponului. Eu i-am spus ca aici nu va gasi alte… mirosuri. El nu ma crede.

Azi am mers pe jos la job. Mi-am luat o cafea cu mult,mult lapte si am mers…incet spre camera asta care simt ca ma sufoca

tot azi

Tot azi am inceput sa ma gandesc serios la intorcerea acasa. Intreb in stanga si in dreapta (ca o bezmetica) casa exista joburi, daca o sa imi pot permite sa platesc chiria… Si ma intreb daca se mai practica acelecasatorii din interes pentru a obtine minunatul “buletin de Bucuresti”. Ma intreb daca mai exista ascuns- printre afise moderne, fast fooduri, masini scumpe si fete pe tocuri cat blocuril- vreun suflet pregatit sa cumpere… un alt suflet gata sa se vanda pentru o camera in capitala tarii ce seamana ca un buchet de flori (imi amintesc si acum poezia!)…

Am pierdut numarul orelor petrecute in fata calculatorului incercand sa termin ultima tema.

Inca o luna… Doar o luna…

martie

Coffee break

A good day at work begins with a sad colleague. C decided to leave her lovely 1 night stand (here, all the creatures called humans are falling in over, moving together and breaking up in tears and courts after a long and exhausting 48 hours).

My father called again this morning to ask if I eat (he still thinks I am drinking milk and not coffee every morning and that I never had sex with… J- the only J he knows about).

My shinny head of department (they seem to love this title) is grumpy again. I wonder if it is because her tea was cold this morning (nobody told me I have to make tea for an army of sad ladies dressed all in black like they are prepared to go to a funeral every day).

Did I tell you about my first day work outfit: a pink (baby pink) skirt and a pink fluffy sweater?  So you can imagine the faces they had (I was ok… a little scared but… I managed to survive 12 hours, to go back home and scream with my head under a pillow!)

I feel I am falling in love. And if I am not… I should because this morning I needed some help to pull up the zipper of my dress.

Random

… and because there was nothing else left to do from today’s tasks (and I don’t have any new ideas for that brochure that looked to be so easy to create)… I found a game on Silvia G’s page.

1 – Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random” or click here. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 – Go to “Random quotations” or click here. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 – Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days” or click here. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 – Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.

My first album…

 

Another good day at work!

 

S.C. brought a picture of his daughter- a lovely little human with a red nose and perfect fingersJ.

I feel there’s a little, little clown behind my ear that says “you’re getting old! You have no potential husband, no man that could be the father of your children! You’re old! Old! Old!” Yeah! Stop it!

 

Ok ! It might not sound like a perfect day but it was close to it: 1 brochure with a generous task of telling everyone about the restaurant, a good, giant coffee au lait and a little note from my… boss saying that she loved her tea and my article. That was good. No! To be honest, it was more than I expected!

 

Let me tell you about RH. She’s a lovely, lovely person. It is! At least this is all I can say about her since the last person that dared to say she’s a devil ended up at the courier department. The first day I saw her (she was good enough to stop from talking to one of my actual colleagues and to look at me) I said she must be the inspiration for the Devil wears Prada! It is true that none of us can mix and mach scarves and hats as she does but, let’s be fair: she has no idea what 12 hours of slavery mean.

 

My dad called today: he says I haven’t been home since February, last year. Is true! I miss home! I should go there but I have no money yet for a trip. I’m still waiting for a scholarship result and then I will decided if is time to move back home.

 

I am still caring the flu with me (i seams to be the only thing that does’t want to leave me).

Loooove… loooove… loooove

It slapped my face this morning, just like an old, silly song. Oh my God! How the f*** I got into this? Why do I want to call him and say “come to me! I need a cup of hot tea, a lemon, toast & honey and a hug”… Who the f*** is this new creature that lies in my bed and needs to be told she’s loved? OK… Reload:

I meet him 2 months ago in a pub. After 16 hours of working with that crazy Asian girl (that knows nothing else but Work Dos and meetings to discuss the Work Dos- does this word even exist?… I never know how to write her name) I said to myself (no! Not a wonderful world but…) I need a Vodka! Natasha said in every one of us lives a pure Russian. So… A Vodka please!

Who am I?

I work in a… how shall I call it? No! Is not that! Is a really nice plaice! No! Is nothing immoral! Let’s say I have to work in a multi cultural environment. I love all my colleagues (even the crazy workaholic Asian girl! Did I mention her?)…

When I am not staring at the display of my computer I am looking at people.  Plus I am doing a course (like many of us are doing since this financial crisis requires better trained, more stressed and frustrated employees).

With no food in my stomach and 5, 6… glasses of Vodka he looked kind of silly: light blue shirt (looking like a steward), black trousers and a funny golden ring. Next thing I knew (No! No! I didn’t even think about it!), he was leaving me in front of my house: “Will you be alright to get in?”

I was alright that night. I saw Natasha the next day… but I had no clue who was he. So… Next Thursday and Friday, then Saturday and Monday I’ve been to that pub. I found him on a Wednesday night and now… well… this morning I decided I want to fall in love. I still don’t have his phone number. He says the internet is a better way to reach him (and most of the time is true as his phone is on silent or… answered by a lady voice that he calls assistant). He smells divine, he looks really good in dark colours and he has awful friends and ugly socks.

I spent the last 2 days in bed. I have flu- a bad virus that keeps him away from me (especially now when he has to go to Lyon for a training).

Oh S***. His socks are on my desk!

 

 

F***= Funny, Crazy Thing

S***= I need a bit of sunshine!