I’ve got to wake up at 8 o’clock and go to classes from 9:30 and, instead, I’m sitting here watching Lost.

So how sad is that?

I never thought I’d actually get into it, but I guess I was kind of wrong.

Why doesn’t anybody just pull me away from the computer and send me to sleep now? I obviously can’t do that myself and I really should get some rest.

LE: Okay, the second series is beginning to get boring and soap-operish, imho… Oh well.

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Drinking hot Lipton lemon tea and reading French magazines for children in random pubs in train stations, surrounded by all sorts of creepy drunken people staring at me is… fun.

Well, it wasn’t that much fun when I first realised it, but in about half an hour (the actual time between seeing one train go to Bucharest and waiting for another one to come from there) of staying there I got used to it and eventually ended up finding it amusing.

While browsing through the adventures of “Hector, le petit castor”, I managed to catch a glimpse of every piece of political, economical or sports news available and lots of opinions and debates on each and every one of them. But what I loved the most was the enthusiasm and the excitement in their voices when they backed up their ideas with all sorts of more or less plausible and funny examples. Oh, and their vocabulary totally knocked me out. They had a distinctive euphoria and the rough voices of simple people in their mid forties, who’ve been working in physically demanding jobs and even smoked quite a lot of cheap cigarettes, and those certain ways of using words beyond their level of comprehension just to impress their drinking comrades.

The whole image reminded me of Marin Preda’s novels, especially “Moromeţii”, those village people trying hard to keep up with the mundane events, or of some pirates on the deck of their ship, arguing about how to split up the newly found treasure.

Well now, I can’t say I’m a fan of such places, but by no means will I deny the fact that I enjoyed every single second I’ve spent there.

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Today simply started out with “tiring” written on a sticky note attached to it. And it all began when I randomly woke up at around 11:15 when the alarm was supposed to set off at 15:00.

I have no idea what made me wake up that early (considering the fact that I managed to go to sleep at about 7 o’clock in the morning) but, since I had a lot of things to do, I decided to play along and lazily crawled out of the warm bed.

After the regular “feed the cats, change their water, feed the fish, clean up the litter box” routine, I went out. First stop was the post office, where I picked up my Lake of Tears ticket for the concert in Bucharest on the 11th of March and sent two postcards for the Postcrossing project. I also had to pick up some money in my dad’s name, but they told me they can’t give them to me and I have to call some whatever number and talk to those guys about inheritance issues and stuff. When a machine answered and started to say its “poem”, I hung up since I was in no mood for such a process.

Anyhow, this was the easy part. Next thing I had to go get food and drinks, since mom has been away and I have to do that myself (yes, I’m as lazy as it gets when it comes to buying non computer related stuff). After going here and there, gathering more and more bags, I ended up realising that my hands were almost dead from the weight. Heading home I told myself I should really go get myself a driving licence – it would’ve made things so easier…

On my way home I saw a girl passing by me. Judging from the way she looked, she wasn’t more than 16-17 and I actually would’ve said she was pretty if it wasn’t for the extra purple makeup from her eyes. She was joyfully walking down the street while listening to music from a CD player.

I don’t really know what music and I can’t really say I care, but for an instant I felt terribly old and common, another person coming home tired from shopping after a tough day (well, I didn’t have such a tough day with job or classes or something alike, but that was the idea in my mind). And memories of some other times when I used to be more or less like that, going out, listening to music, not caring about stuff like “Where the hell am I supposed to find lemon juice in this frelling city?!”. And damn it, I’m not old at all, but I tend to get such bitter thoughts more and more often lately.

Well, maybe it was just this day and all the things I had to do (and, normally, I wouldn’t actually have to), maybe it’s this desolate look with all the dirty half-melted snow, but I think I just realised that I simply won’t be able to live like this, in this forsaken city, every day of my life. And I know I’ve somehow had a holiday ever since uni started, but I definitely need a real holiday, to travel to some places away from here for at least a couple of weeks.

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Outside it’s snowing and snowing and snowing…

It’s been like this for several days now and I don’t know when it’s going to stop.

The sun shines a bit during the day, but its rays are bleak and, after they are completely gone, it gets cold. Too cold.

Sometimes I can’t stop thinking about the polar wolves and the way snow reflects in their eyes when they stalk their prey. Then the next images that flood my mind are those of their cozy white fur stained with fresh blood. And there’s the heat of pulsating life mingling with the miasma of death, surrounding them like an aura.

Such a harsh life… but yet so simple.

For one human being to love another – that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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Glamorous lights.

The thread is thin and the performer can’t see with that black ribbon covering his eyes. Time has stopped along with their breaths.

And as he’s going down, some masks will laugh while others will scream in anguish.

Until the curtains fall. Velvet curtains. Crimson red.

They’ll never know that it was more than a trick. The performer has been quickly replaced and everything seems alright as people are clapping their hands mesmerised.

A little girl in the front row noticed that there’s a different person now and is asking whether the other one is alright. They’re saying she’s just imagining things.

She’s chosen not to believe them this time.

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