Old manners

Untitled, a photo by chooseanalog on Flickr.

Shadows were glancing her way, sending gusts of darkness. She started to rebuild her life, succeeding to be happy; for that reason, she upset fate.
“How could she be happy?”Fate was always wondering. “She wasn’t allowed that. She doesn’t deserve it. I have to end it”.
In this way, days and days, Fate was figuring a plan to put in action. It was hard to think for some ways to release a mischief, for the girl was already struck by the evilness of Fate, so many times before. This complot should have to be very different, for Fate’s old ways were over.

The battle of freedom

Untitled, a photo by Viola Cangi on Flickr.

Girl: "This is the type of live I want to have, being free to do what I want and happy to carry on."

Boy: "Actually, you're not free, for the place we are now, is paid by your parents, therefore you are at their mercy. They measure your freedom."

Girl: "I am not thinking that way, nor would I start to."

Boy: "Then you're not thinking at all. It is wrong to ever think that you'll ever be free; you are tied and surrounded to something or someone by every breath you take, every landscape you gaze upon or every people you talk to. You're their puppet. You are theirs. You were never yours."

Girl: "This way of thinking puts you in the category of people that are not free. You are the one who belong to 'them'. I want to be free, therefore I am."

Boy: "It isn't that simple. Just thinking like that is like being trapped in a cage. Your perspective is made up by them. I, at least, I am theirs with my acknowledge."

Girl: "With your acknowledge? Then why won't you break free, if your that specific about things?"

Boy: "I simply don't pursue freedom. "

Girl: "You just think about it. You want it, but you are too afraid to get it."

Boy: "And you fought?"

Girl: "No. I've never carried this battle. I always wanted to be free and the world had let me be so. What you want is what you get."

Boy: "..."

Just stop and listen!

Bon Iver Map, a photo by vickistep on Flickr.

"And walk through

With the wild wolves around you"

News from a worker of long ago

Such great heights, a photo by IrenaS on Flickr.

Yes, I am very tired. The last weeks of school have exhausted me highly and I yearn for a good sleep and a cup of enjoyed tea.
Also, the next few weeks, even months, will be as hectic as they are now. I'll have to attend my cousin's wedding in a different city and I have to start my driving lessons.
Oh, I just need my routine back! School, home, food, PC, books, TV, sleep. I'll be happy if I can relive that monotonous days. What a splurge!

Conquering Budapest

"Veni, vidi, vici"

Another country I've searched and discovered. Only two days I stayed there, but it was enough for me to form an opinion. Trees, forest, woods, that is all you can see in Budapest and its surroundings, my eyes even meeting a doe. Buildings that look like the ones in Romania, but with a different feeling around them.
Strangely, I was not overwhelmed by the city; I was just a stranger passing by, not much to tell, not much to listen, wandering through passages of stone and steel. Possibly I missed my friends.

Bucharest, where art thou?

“I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.” —Buddha

Suddenly, I am a lucky girl. Things that I dreamed to happen are now in the process of turning to reality. Therefore my dream to visit Bucharest came to life.   

It is peculiar to step into a new kind of city. I always lived in Timisoara, of which I am proud, but the city has a smallish kind of beauty, whereas Bucharest has a giant kind a beauty. Every street has a quaint smell that surrounds you and turns you into a troubadour of the city. It is a journey to walk into the capital and it is a battle to leave it.

Rainy Sulina

“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” 
― Eleanor Roosevelt

It was an amazing trip. A different kind for me, where every coordinates I thought I knew, were shattered, and I was introduced to a new perspective. Rain, 1st prize, new people, life, just a few things I had encountered there.

Untitled, a photo by coffeestainsandcigarettes on Flickr.


“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” 
― Mae West

In life the moments that I treasure most are those where pure joy invades my body and mind. You start acting freely, without thinking of consequences, with a freedom that allows you to break the humanity's boundaries. I've had some of those moments, like when I got back from Italy, when I've won the first prize at a national contest, or when I am in love and some lucky thing occurs. It is the best feeling a person can feel, better than love, a moment when you are in touch with reality, when you are simply alive.

Which path should I take?

A little daunting., a photo by Emily Carlin on Flickr.

“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.” 

― Robert Frost

This question daunts me all the time. It rolls and twists in my head, pulling up my every nerve and succeeding to throw me in a depression about future.

What am I going to do? What will be my major? Am I going to be happy? Am I going to live a good life? Will I live in London?

Questions, questions and questions....

"Winter is coming."

I can't say that I'm an HBO production fan. It always showed too much skin and interfered with my principles. But since last year when Game of Thrones started, I seemed to forget those hard feelings, and enjoy the wonderful production that rolls in front of my eyes.  Yes, the sex scenes and everything, that concerns showing too much skin, is something that I skip; but excepting all those things the plot, the scenery and the characters are well-formed, making a new vision for the world of TV Shows.

I couldn’t stop falling in love with the Stark family, and, yes, Sean Bean has to die in everything; but the honour and respect that entitles their name, wasn’t something to forget. Robb Stark and Jon Snow are, now, my favourites characters, and I can’t wait to see how they will end up, being so different and apart from each other. I wouldn’t mind a reunion...

Another show that caught my attention is Lena Dunham’s Girls. It is somehow cliché, but before seeing the first episode yesterday, I was looking for a somehow indie TV Show, and I think I found it.

Also, the character Marnie really has stuck in my mind, for I am a bit like her, and seeing how she reacts and acts, makes me realize that I will, in a way or another, do the same at an older age.

All in all, HBO started building some good new TV Shows, and I hope they will continue doing so.

People

Untitled, a photo by craig schlewitz on Flickr.

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe.”

~ Albert Einstein

I find it hard to understand the people and the human kind.

Sometimes it’s hard to even understand myself, my nature, for it strives for bad feelings and thoughts that could destroy an entire world.

There are times, like this day, when all the words that come to me from other people are the product of hatred. It builds its way to me, through my heart, knocking me down, letting me lie in darkness. That’s the worst part of human nature; the use of words to hurt somebody.

Untitled, a photo by geneviève bjargardóttir on Flickr.

"We stood steady as the stars in the woods"

~Ben Howard

April

“Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.” 
― Apple Inc.

Goodbye sweet April!With your warm touch, I found myself wandering to new perspectives that launch me into the arms of life. I stayed up late everyday in the spring break, quizzing life, spelling moments; now I find myself up to a new beginning, to a new journey that I am eager to embark.April, you were a month of solitude, being only with my thoughts and the excellent scent of flowers. I made a trip to a place new, the woods; I crossed memories with every blossoming tree, and felt the rebirth of nature, just as my feelings.I aim to new things!

Coachella

This weekend, we are surrounded by qualitative sounds, that transport us into a thing called “music”. For me, that means that I will watch the Youtube Live Stream, as I did this morning (for that’s how time zone works for me). It is unfulfilling, still it is amazing to watch live acts from my beloved bands.

Saturday is the day I long (well, Sunday morning for my country) for I have so many band I want to see, like one of my favourite bands of all time, Bon Iver; and The Shins, Laura Marling, Grace Potter and the Nocturnals and so on.

I hope it will be an eventful weekend and Easter, for today is Easter’s Eve. Happy Easter!

Hunger Games: Movie vs Book

I have recently read the books. I was immediately immersed in the plot, I fell in love with Peeta, and kept my breath at every step. It was a treat reading these books, even making me realise that good books can still be made.

Time came that I went to see the movie too! I was on the chair at the cinema, watching the pictures move; no feelings inside. I liked the weird fashion, soundtrack, actors, but I couldn’t seem to connect with the film. I wasn’t living the action, I was just watching. The movie felt like a stranger, and I couldn’t meet it.

Furthermore, what happened to Peeta? We had Josh Hutcherson in all his gorgeousness waiting to take his part at the plot. He didn’t got the chance. From the first moment I saw Peeta, he wasn’t like the one in the book, his manner, his relationship with Katniss (that felt wrong from the beginning to the ending), the way it ended. The image of Josh was perfect for Peeta, but the way he chose to act him, was wrong.

All in all, the movie was very good, feelings and books aside. Gary Ross did an excellent job in putting the books on-screen, although he forgot some of the emotions; the blame can’t be put entirely on him, for the actors have a piece of it too. I hope that the movie will get better if I will watch it again.

P.S. Wes Bentley did an exquisite job playing Seneca Crane.

72/366

72/366, a photo by nijntjee on Flickr.

Here I am, after 4 months, ready to write again. The sun, the warmth in the air, the joy, everything has a way of telling me I should begin to write again. It was supposed to be the perfect way of forgetting your problems, but I can't seem to get rid of them and I step quietly into oblivion, waiting for everything to go away.
I realized it is not that simple. You have to work your way out, to struggle at every bruise, also to remember that tomorrow will be better. It always is, at least in the morning, when you think that you can start fresh, but fate finds a way to mess your words, doing the opposite of what you wish; all in all doing the same thing as yesterday. That's when the hatred begins.
I hoped that getting a new haircut and the arrival of spring would help me. It did, at least for some days, but for the other days, I feel the same.