Fate takes us to the srangest of places, and makes us meet the stragest of people. Little did I and my friend know what it had in store for us. We went to this christian meeting ("Teen for the Sky" or smth...) at the newly opened cinema, drank our tea, ate our cookies and got the fuck out, religious people are dangerous for us nonbelievers o.O . I was quite willing to stay there because of the free food, but still... We got out, and decided not to wait any longer for our third party-memeber and take a taxi (this is the part where fate intervenes).
We gave it a lot of thought, and decided it was a good choice, so we asked the cab driver if he could get us to home for 5 "lions"... guess what, he couldn't ("6 sau mai mult"). So we didn't take it, thought we might wait another 5-10-15 minutes for the next tram, but cold weather forced us not to. Of course we didn't go to the same cab, we went to the furthest away from the first xD... We hopped in, didn't even look at the guy. "Prima statie de dupa politie, va rog". I took a peek at the driver, and guess what, it was fucking MARLON BRANDO!!! "Va place muzica clasica, baieti?", "sure do sir", "Schubert e bine, sau vreti altceva?", "(o.O WTMFF) Schubert e bun". It's the first cab drive I actually enjoyed.
I wonder if he would have made us, let's say, an offer we couldn't refuse if we didn't like Schubert's concerts by Andre Rieu... Better not to think of it :D.
I salute you, cab-driver!!!, and hope you will offer me your services once more, but until then, drive safe.
duminică, 31 octombrie 2010
duminică, 17 octombrie 2010
World Schools, new format...
Truly a great weekend it has been, not only have I made myself a mess in public, I almost puked in front of some 20-25 people(for reasons unnecesary to be told). It is a known fact that you mustn't go to sleep before the dizziness has gone away, for you will suffer grave consequneces :D(LFMF). The only thing that actualy made me smile was the image of a certain internationally renown individual walking down the hallway naked in heeled black suede boots with the hand-out papers covering his manly-hood (too bad it didn't actualy happen :(...). I didn't make fun of him or his exagerated femininity(since almost all the "more feminin" dudes I know rock the floor of life with a mop dripping of native-trained intelligence, wich, by the way, I greatly admire), it was just an idea hinted by my curly, starry-eyed friend under the effect of the man-essence (they do say it in the commercial:"it's just for the strong"). What can I say, IMMD :D.
All of it exceeded my expectations, I even met the dude that got me to Serbia this summer in a Mac (HOW COOL IS THAT?!), I was just exiting the men's room, where this guy was waiting because he didn't know the code(it was 1980#). I can't really describe to you the joy and relief on his face when he saw that door open, oh, how I love the sheer sincerity of a, let's say, well deserved smile in the morning, eventhough it was lunch time, but those are details.
So, this parliamnet considers that superior studies supported in foreign countries is detrimental to reaching posibilities of better development. I say it's bull-, but the jury held it a draw... I may prove to be reductionist in this matter, but shouldn't you take advantage of conditions if you can? Whatever, an official decision is an official decision. This is our final resolution and so it will remain T^T.
What do you say?
All of it exceeded my expectations, I even met the dude that got me to Serbia this summer in a Mac (HOW COOL IS THAT?!), I was just exiting the men's room, where this guy was waiting because he didn't know the code(it was 1980#). I can't really describe to you the joy and relief on his face when he saw that door open, oh, how I love the sheer sincerity of a, let's say, well deserved smile in the morning, eventhough it was lunch time, but those are details.
So, this parliamnet considers that superior studies supported in foreign countries is detrimental to reaching posibilities of better development. I say it's bull-, but the jury held it a draw... I may prove to be reductionist in this matter, but shouldn't you take advantage of conditions if you can? Whatever, an official decision is an official decision. This is our final resolution and so it will remain T^T.
What do you say?
luni, 11 octombrie 2010
What were the odds...
JESUS MF CHRIST!!! This was really a punch from God... i couldn't believe my eyes. I was just sitting in the tram station with my friend, reacalling "childhood memories". None of us expected what was to happen. Among all the usual masses there was this guy that just caught my eye. He had white hair straight and shiny on his head and a short complete beard with moustache and sidebars of the same colour with a lace of grey verticaly under his lips.
"Dude... IT'S FUCKING SARUMAN!!!", "Or, Or maybe the wind will blow aside his jacket and we'll see a glimpse of his light saber!". For a second there, I really did convince myself he was Lee 8->...
Ah, if only...
"Dude... IT'S FUCKING SARUMAN!!!", "Or, Or maybe the wind will blow aside his jacket and we'll see a glimpse of his light saber!". For a second there, I really did convince myself he was Lee 8->...
Ah, if only...
miercuri, 6 octombrie 2010
Deci tu acum imi dai o tigara...
It happens again... you know, usualy I hear things like "roakare, cand te tunzi?" or even simply and directly "ai bani?". My gosh, aren't people stupid... Today, I was just going Onwards, like usual, along with one of my...let's say not too modest friends... with him complaining about stuff that I really shouldn't care of(negativism is baaad, or so they say), but sadly, I do. Sometimes I think I am too good for my own good and instead of listening continousely to misshapen lamentations(I don't know why, it just sounded cool :D), I should take a nap and eventualy open a notebook of some sort...neaaah, not gonna' happen...
Where was I now? We were just exiting the university and crossed the road to the bus station, where (for a long time, I should guess, since he was stil there when I went home) sat a bald man with a pretty ridiculous moustache and short beard. Looking intensely at my green-yellow-red-black hat and the other guy's strangely worn jacket and possibly hand position, he shouted **see title** probably as loud as he could, anyways, loud enough for the other three rather dubious looking characters to turn their heads in wild hope.
Sorry dudes... no stuff here. I didn't quite know what to say in response, so I did what any sane man would..."shut up and walk"...
Where was I now? We were just exiting the university and crossed the road to the bus station, where (for a long time, I should guess, since he was stil there when I went home) sat a bald man with a pretty ridiculous moustache and short beard. Looking intensely at my green-yellow-red-black hat and the other guy's strangely worn jacket and possibly hand position, he shouted **see title** probably as loud as he could, anyways, loud enough for the other three rather dubious looking characters to turn their heads in wild hope.
Sorry dudes... no stuff here. I didn't quite know what to say in response, so I did what any sane man would..."shut up and walk"...
marți, 5 octombrie 2010
Potato peeling...
"vad domnu'...vad"...Great God, it was understandable, yes, predictable also... come to think of it, I already knew, but frankly there did exist a small crumb of useless hope. Not my fault, no sirry... it's my colleagues: they kept feeding it continuously. And I listened, to my detriment. Now, I am searching for last year's notebooks. I have found three of them...wait, what?! NOOOOOOOOO... irony is cruel...
Truly, someone up there is mocking me, laughing at my faileures in life. Let's just hope this one won't dictate my future, and i'll finnaly rise above averageness, in wich, by the way, I am currently drowning. Blame the lazyness :D(again, not my fault...probably my parents'). But, you know, eversince I heard the magic word o' five letters and one syllable, I discovered I am more receptive to numbers, actualy only to a certain category of them, to be precise.
Sometimes, i feel like a jerk, because I keep having my usual claims/pretentions, as if nothing happened, eventhough ultimately, I don't really care. At one point in my childhood, I began confusing guilt with hunger :D...this may be a possible cause of my present problems, not sure though.
"uite... asa se ridica la patrat..."-Now, I keep hearing this and probably will keep hearing it for the ramainder of my days... or until I get the formula straight inside... See you threemorrow.
Truly, someone up there is mocking me, laughing at my faileures in life. Let's just hope this one won't dictate my future, and i'll finnaly rise above averageness, in wich, by the way, I am currently drowning. Blame the lazyness :D(again, not my fault...probably my parents'). But, you know, eversince I heard the magic word o' five letters and one syllable, I discovered I am more receptive to numbers, actualy only to a certain category of them, to be precise.
Sometimes, i feel like a jerk, because I keep having my usual claims/pretentions, as if nothing happened, eventhough ultimately, I don't really care. At one point in my childhood, I began confusing guilt with hunger :D...this may be a possible cause of my present problems, not sure though.
"uite... asa se ridica la patrat..."-Now, I keep hearing this and probably will keep hearing it for the ramainder of my days... or until I get the formula straight inside... See you threemorrow.
sâmbătă, 2 octombrie 2010
Do you want to dance?...
There have passed several days since I last had a revelation of some sort... But this one, this one was supreme, so i called it a "Jesus revelation"... Then, right after, I had yet another one, while talking to one of my word-disecting friends, about notebook comaprisons during school hours. It went like "I...Have A better question for ye... what should we call an Ultimate fail??", "awrihgt...well, beats me, WTH would you be thinking of smth like that...? sheesh", and then... it happened "JESUS FAIL >:)...Wahahahaha..". He, then, said "Term fail... it should have been called a G-fail, not J...", right. I don't think we should pray to Gesus Christ, should we now, but I do think he made there a reference to our headmaster... So there I go, every moment of this damned evening blasfeming like an average Star Trek/Battle-star Galactica fan about recycling my own semen. So: To recycle or NOT to recycle? I'd say HELL NO BITCH!, but since i just had a Hamlet moment, me be tolerant"go on :), thar be nothin' wrong swallowin' yer sp... yeaaah...". What was I saying? oh yeah... BUGGERS, I think I'm going to hell(Fifteen fathoms deep on the road to hell! Yo ho-ho 'n' a bottl...).
"Am eu un plan ascuns, vreau sa aflu cine m-a tuns...", I did all I could. Though it seems it cannot be prevented, the end is near... yet a new dawn arises(a dawn of four hundred billion suns xD)...
"Am eu un plan ascuns, vreau sa aflu cine m-a tuns...", I did all I could. Though it seems it cannot be prevented, the end is near... yet a new dawn arises(a dawn of four hundred billion suns xD)...
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