luni, 26 ianuarie 2009

sâmbătă, 24 ianuarie 2009

s-a sunat!

vad ca e soare si ies pe balcon. ingust, triunghiular, cu balustrada ruginita. ma imbie o caldura stranie, moale, cu cativa nori pe cer si case pitice in departare. mi-aduc aminte de clasa a7a (nu stiu de ce imi vine sa zic a7a, poate sa fi fost orice clasa din generala) cand ma trezeam din cauza ca taica-miu mesterea ceva prin balcon. maica-mea dadea cu aspiratoru si mirosea a mancare de abia gatita. nu aveam nimic de facut in sambetele alea, de scoala generala. asteptam pana la pranz cand sunam pe una din cele 3 prietene-colege si ne gandeam ce sa facem, ne intalneam si ne plimbam prin cartier. sau mergeam una pe la alta. nu aveam nicio grija, asteptam sa se termine weekendul si sa ne intoarcem in banca sa facem misto de profi, sa ne prelungim pauzele de 5 minute in care fugeam la o scara de bloc apropiata, acoperita de verdeata, ca sa fumam winchester lights menthol. pe urma, alergam disperati - stiind ca ne poate prinde vreun profesor aflat in trecere - toti profii stateau aproape de generala - si ne rugam de elevul de serviciu sa ne dea drumul( acum nu vad nici un sens in aceasta activitate tipica scolilor generale si liceelor, o alta posibilitate de chiul si pierdut vremea). pe unii ii cunoasteam si scapam usor. iar daca nu, trebuia sa ne furisam prin fata, pe la cancelarie - un fel de castel unde traiau regele si regina care dadeau pedepse. si de obicei, reuseam sa patrundem in scoala. era liniste si se auzeau franturi de voci de profesoare. mai iesea cate unul la toaleta sa spele buretele dar nu prea ii stiam pe astia. ajungeam in clasa si inventam o scuza potrivita orei pe care o aveam. in functie de cine ce inghite. ne asezam in banca si incepeam sa radem ca prostii.

marți, 20 ianuarie 2009

scârțâială!

today..parca nu se mai termina. nici melodia. nici cuvintele. cand nu dormi.

*hrmmm ...cum tagguiesc postul: morning sau night tunes?

luni, 19 ianuarie 2009

cateva cuvinte preferate, in miez de noapte

ar fi: vâlvoi și frenzy. pisoi și robot.
aoleo, da. si pupitru este un cuvant destul de excitant.

sâmbătă, 17 ianuarie 2009

la multi ani jim carrey si andy kaufman!


hmmm da..sunt nascuti in aceeasi zi. cred ca e cea mai ciudata coincidenta. watch!

miercuri, 14 ianuarie 2009

marți, 13 ianuarie 2009

blana

dupa 12 ore de somn, imi place melodia asta.

sâmbătă, 3 ianuarie 2009

200fucking9

Where did you begin 2008? In an apartment surrounded by my old friends, watching the Matrix trilogy and getting high on it.
What was your status by Valentine's Day? I don’t even remember Valentine's day.
Did you have any encounters with the police?Not really.
Where did you go on vacation? Well, I went to Berlin (during the Berlinale), chilling in a big crib, regretting that I am not yet a filmmaker, being happy that they have little places where you can eat cheap pizza at 3 am. Hmm..the usual Tiff festival in Cluj, very disapointing this year. Very lonely period. Nasty again for my career getting nowhere. And then, we have the hot summer in Giurgiu...again relaxing times with my girlll friends..and the others. Bulgaria – a cool pool party with 4 cars waiting for us in the parking lot. Getting wasted after.
And the last and only: France – most beautiful times spent with my sister blisses at the seaside, eating all the cheese in the world and playing cards til 2 am, reading amazing Auster on the sweet grass, in front of the big holiday mansion.
What concerts/shows did you go to?Hmm..It was The Cure in a big, big stadium..in Berlin and one lemon becks after. And then ecstatic Roisin at the end of the summer, dancing and wanting to be like her. Roisin again, but not the same – romanian audience sucks ass big time. I got the creeps one week after, when I didn’t know who to go with at the Kid Koala party. But it was, again, amazing. OOH – fucking Fatboy Slim (bleah, too many disconnected people getting together in one place )– trippy trip alone with M., sleeping in the car.
Where do you live now?Same ol’, same ol’ crib with my parents in Bucharest.
Describe your birthday.I had a pretty fucking good birthday. I went to the mall to play bowling for the first time, eat and drink hot wine in a pub. And the party was weird. But I was told that my sandwiches were great.
What's one thing you thought you would never do but did in 2008?Go to France and organize the prom party, see Roisin also.
What has/have been your favorite moment(s)? I can’t think of anything now. I can’t remember clearly a wonderful moment. Ohhh.. seeing people enyoing the stuff I did – like the prom, a cd with music, an entire audience laughing.
What was your best month?The last months, I guess. Cause I was pretty active.
Who has been your best drinking buddy? Who else but my two sister blisses.
Made new friends? Not quite. Old friends becoming new. New friends becoming old. But yes, I did find people to laugh with.
Any regrets?Why regrets?! Yes. People go away and I can’t do anything about it.
Overall, how would you rate this year?Maybe a 9.
Have any life changes in 2008?I am now ready to become someone.
Change your hairstyle? Yeah, I didn’t cut my hair in a while and I like it.(laughing)
Do you have a New Year's resolution? Getting even more wasted. And getting my license.
Did anything embarrassing? Yes, sex with a stranger.
Are you happy to see 2008 go?What’s another year?!
Drank Starbucks in 2008?Yes, one.
Been naughty or nice? Nice with my buddies and naughty to who deserves it.
What are you wishing for in 2009?I’m wishing for the best. What is to come.

joi, 1 ianuarie 2009

she put the sugar on my tongue

imi beau cafeaua de dimineata la ora 17.14 in data de 1 ianuarie 20009. si nu am zahar varsat..dar gasesc o cutie cu zahar cubic. sexi. iau jumate de cub, crezand ca o sa-mi ajunga. gust. amar. blea.ma stramb. si ma duc pana-n sufragerie sa iau tigarile zicand in gand ca ce daca e amara. ma trezesc mai bine asa. si cand ma intorc in bucatarie iau si cealalta jumate. si ajung in dormitor si vad sugar on my tongue. cum?