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22 Aug

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Why did we stop blogging?

29 Dec

Is it because it was just a phase that we all had to go through? Is it because we grew up, and now we have more opportunities to enjoy reality, talk personally to people about our ideas and feelings? Maybe it’s because we are all so hard-working that we focus a lot on our academic life. However, all the above mentioned reasons cannot apply to all the people whose blogs i used to read, and now seem to be deserted. Even I almost forgot I had a blog. If i start brainstorming, all the reasons mentioned could apply to me. However, i have this strange feeling, that this blog does not belong to me any more. I can’t write the way i used to. Suddenly i don’t seem to have any more funny stories about unimportant things which happen in my everyday life. Everything is serious. It’s all about politics, human rights, clubs, societies, essays, readings, conferences, lectures, dance shows, charity sales, climate change, dissertation, applications, jobs, events, performances, diplomacy, cooking, deadlines, journals, statistics, politics, politics, politics. No more silly things, adventures, not caring about anything.

But this is just me. And when realizing this, i just wanted to see what happened to other people, what nice things they’re doing , how they’re having fun, nice music they’re discovering, films they’re watching, but..surprise, surprise. Nothing new, no updates, since middle ages. What happened to you people?

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lluvia de estrellas

12 Aug

13th of August 2008…exactly a year ago, I watched the meteor shower from another place, more exactly, a beach in the South-East of Romania, at the border with Bulgaria. The sky was clear, no clouds like in rainy England. Back then i had my best friends with me, I had a lot of love, and although it was still cold, it was more pleasant than here.

It’s funny how much things change in just one year, and how fast time passes. Who would have thought today i would be staying on a windowpane, in my house, watching the sky from another place, and remembering what happened that night. The most ironic thing is that i’m still at the seaside somehow, without a beach, without a special someone, without any music. And this silance somehow reflects my feelings. No best friends, no romantic night, no crazy, drunk people around me…no cappy tempo de piersici, no headache. I wonder if next year will be better. Will it be romantic again, or lonely like this year? From which part of the world will i watch the shooting stars? Will it be cloudy?

This one is for tango junkies :)

12 Aug

Never, in my entire life, have I seen someone dancing tango like this. As i was saying in a previous post, neotango is not just about the music, it also inspires dancers to be more creative, and improvise moves. I was looking for a nice video for this song to post in my ‘music page’, but this is simply fantastic, and i decided not to post this video just for the great song, but also for the wonderful dance 🙂

Legal stalkers

4 Aug

I have this feeling that once you give you’re number to an Estate Agency, they will chase you for life. Since i was worried that i might not find a place to stay for next year, i went to one of these agencies and gave them my details in case they would have something for me. And since then, there is this lady named Louise that keeps calling me, and most of the times, i miss her calls, and i find a lot of voicemails saying: ‘Hi Adelina, this is Louise from the Letting Shop. I was wondering if you are still looking for properties, please give me a short call back.’

And this lady has called me for so many times, that you could say we are best friends. So this week i decided to call her back, and since i was very angry, my reply was something like this:’Hey Louise, this is Adelina. As you might remember, i came to your agency about 1 year ago and told you i needed to move in about 2 months. Of course I found a property, I can’t live on the street, and you should have figured this out since it passed more than two months since i came to you. So, as I don’t need your services anymore, you can now stop calling me :)’

And a friendly piece of advice…If you’re a student looking for accommodation, don’t go to estate agencies, the fees are not worth it.

Sweet Wivenhoe

3 Jul

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Cateodata ma gandesc cat de norocoasa sunt ca am ajuns aici. Wivenhoe e cel mai superb satuc pe care l-am vazut vreodata. Nu avem prea multe de facut aici ce-i drept, dar mintile creative pot sa faca intodeauna ceva interesant from scratch. De exemplu eu si Dana avem biciclete foarte dragute acum, cu cosulete si ne vizitam si bem ceai si analizam tot ce se intampla din punct de vedere artistic, social, politic si descoperim cat de multe orizonturi pot sa ne deschida cursurile din timpul scolii. Si cateodata cand stam pe iarba si ne uitam la formele norilor ( pentru ca vremea e superba, nu ploua decat foarte putin si asta e foarte bine pentru noi, altfel ne-am sufoca de atata caldura), ne mai aducem aminte de tot ce aveam acasa. Si partea cea mai interesanta e ca nu ne e dor de Romania. Imi doresc foarte mult sa raman aici. Imi aduc aminte de multe lucruri si sunt foarte fericita, cateodata ne aducem aminte de cum era in scoala si pentru ea la facultate, cand tremuram si ne era frica de lucrari si examene. Si zambim. Si suntem fericite ca am legat prietenii foarte frumoase acolo si inca rezista. Si o sa reziste si peste ani, oricat ne-am schimba, pentru ca ne dorim asta foarte mult.

Si minunatia asta plictisitoare numita Wivenhoe are foarte multe de oferit, daca stii sa apreciezi linistea. Cred ca a venit oarecum momentul dupa un an plin de zgomot cu petreceri, abuzuri de toate felurile, alarme de incendiu, tipete si lovit de toti peretii cand ajungeai pe coridoarele inguste din towers. Acum seara mergem la Rose and Crown, pe malul raului (un rau foarte ciudat, dar o sa revin cu detalii), cu o bere sau niste cider, jucam sah, sau doar vorbim si cunoastem lume foarte amabila. E asa frumos sa privesti toate refelectiile barcutelor in rau si sa te bucuri de liniste. Si raul, da, a fost destul de ciudat. Am mers la o plimbare pe un foothpath, cu o persoana foarte speciala spre Brightlingsea. Si aproape am ajuns la mare, dar am decis sa ne intoarcem. Si descopar ca raul secase ca prin minune in doar 1-2 ore. Asa ca am cerut lamuriri. Si dragutul de G imi spune ca e ‘the tide’. Si ii zic: ‘Nu e posibil’, asta se intampla doar la mare. Si imi explica ce se intampla cu raul. Practic e un rau care curge si se varsa in mare. Dar apa din mare vine inapoi in rau, chiar foarte departe si se amesteca. Si de-asta ‘tide-ul’ ( mareea probabil), actioneaza si aici. Pentru mine a fost fascinant. Si imi mai spune ca deobicei , cand vine fluxul sunt sailing competitions, de asta 3 barci pe metru patrat aici.

Si e un sentiment asa de placut, cand mergi cu bicicleta prin padure sa ajungi la faculate, si treci pe langa rau si pe langa mlastini, vezi veverite peste tot si tot felul de pasari care nu traiesc pe acasa. Si e dragut sa stiu ca daca pornesc la mers de dimineata ajung la mare. Si ca am biblioteca langa mine si pot sa citesc orice. Si sunt privilegiata si pot sa imprumut foreign films de la Language Department pentru ca ii sunt foarte draga managerului si stie cat de mult imi plac, si ca mi-ar lua o mare bucurie daca nu m-ar lasa sa le iau.