December 1 has remained in Romanian history as the Day of Romania, because on this day in Alba Iulia, in 1918, the unification of Transylvania with the united principalities of Moldavia and the Romanian Country has been accomplished .
So, let us live this day in a traditional way, with Romanian food, folk music, along with our loved ones and to enjoy that we live as a united nation.
Happy Birthday, my dear Romania!
Also ...
Happy Birthday, Pro TV!
Go Asesoft, although I am disappointed by the outcome of the match: 72 to 73 for Belgacom Liege (FIBA Europe Cup).
Tonight I went to a club where they also play Latin music. I’ve waited so long for a place like this one. I want to take dance lessons, perhaps starting next year.
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1 decembrie a ramas in istoria romanilor ca Ziua Romaniei, deoarece in aceasta zi la Alba Iulia, in anul 1918, s-a infaptuit unirea Transilvaniei cu Principatele unite ale Moldovei si Tarii Romanesti.
Asadar, sa traim aceasta zi in mod traditional, cu bucate romanesti, cu muzica populara, alaturi de cei dragi noua si sa ne bucuram ca traim intr-o tara unita.
La multi ani, Romania mea draga!
Deasemenea...
La multi ani, ProTV!
Hai Asesoft, desi sunt dezamagita de rezultatul meciului: 72 - 73 pentru cei de la Belgacom Liege (FIBA Europe Cup).
In seara asta am fost intr-un club unde se pune si muzica latino. Asteptam de mult timp sa apara un astfel de local si pe la noi. Vreau sa iau lectii de dans, poate de la anu'.
marți, 1 decembrie 2009
luni, 30 noiembrie 2009
3+1 gift ... Happy nameday to me!
It's St. Andrew today. Happy nameday to all of you. May all your wishes come true.
And for me ... well, one wish came true. I will wait and see if others will also come true.
3+1 gift means what? It means I’m dedicating 3 songs to myself and one to you.
1. Sade - Cherish the day
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/sade/cherish_the_day.html
2. Marius Mihalache - Bordeias (Little hovel). This romanian song always makes me think about home and the people I love.
3. Melina Leon - Que sera de ti (What will be of you). This song is part of the O Clone Soundtrack, the video also is from the brasilian novela.
Spanish lyrics:http://www.lyricsdownload.com/leon-melina-que-sera-de-ti-lyrics.html
4. Amr Diab - Tamally Maak (Always with you). This one is for you because I really like the melody and the lyrics.
Arab lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/amr-diab-tamally-maak-lyrics.html
English lyrics:http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858557928/
And for me ... well, one wish came true. I will wait and see if others will also come true.
3+1 gift means what? It means I’m dedicating 3 songs to myself and one to you.
1. Sade - Cherish the day
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/sade/cherish_the_day.html
2. Marius Mihalache - Bordeias (Little hovel). This romanian song always makes me think about home and the people I love.
3. Melina Leon - Que sera de ti (What will be of you). This song is part of the O Clone Soundtrack, the video also is from the brasilian novela.
Spanish lyrics:http://www.lyricsdownload.com/leon-melina-que-sera-de-ti-lyrics.html
4. Amr Diab - Tamally Maak (Always with you). This one is for you because I really like the melody and the lyrics.
Arab lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/amr-diab-tamally-maak-lyrics.html
English lyrics:http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858557928/
Marasesti - Pe aici nu se trece / Marasesti - Can't pass through here
Marasesti, Marasti, Oituz... Nu. De data asta doar Marasesti.
Razboiul de Intregire Nationala a facut ca la Marasesti sa piara peste 21 de mii de romani. Tot ceea ce ne mai aminteste de glorioasa lupta din vara anului 1917 este Mausoleul de la Marasesti, ridicat chiar pe locul unde s-au dat luptele. 18 culoare dispuse radial, 154 de cripte individuale, 9 cripte comune, o bisericuta asezata chiar in centrul constructiei si inscriptia UN OSTAS ROMAN raman cu mine dupa ce am vizitat ieri acest somptuos monument.
Cinste lor, celor care s-au jertfit pentru aceasta tara minunata, pentru acest pamant care ne-a ocrotit inca de pe vremea cand purta numele Dacia. Dumnezeu sa-i ierte!
***
Marasesti, Marasti, Oituz... No. This time only Marasesti.
The War of National Union made it possible for 21 thousands of Romanians to perish at Marasesti. The Marasesti Mausoleum, built right on the spot where the fight took place, reminds us of the glorious fights from the summer of 1917. What stays with me after visiting this magnificent monument are the 18 halls arranged in a circle, the 154 individual crypts, the 9 commune crypts, the church placed right in the middle of the building and the inscriptions A ROMANIAN SOLDIER.
Let's honor those who sacrificed themselves for this wonderful country, for this land that protected us ever since it was called Dacia. May God forgive them!
Razboiul de Intregire Nationala a facut ca la Marasesti sa piara peste 21 de mii de romani. Tot ceea ce ne mai aminteste de glorioasa lupta din vara anului 1917 este Mausoleul de la Marasesti, ridicat chiar pe locul unde s-au dat luptele. 18 culoare dispuse radial, 154 de cripte individuale, 9 cripte comune, o bisericuta asezata chiar in centrul constructiei si inscriptia UN OSTAS ROMAN raman cu mine dupa ce am vizitat ieri acest somptuos monument.
Cinste lor, celor care s-au jertfit pentru aceasta tara minunata, pentru acest pamant care ne-a ocrotit inca de pe vremea cand purta numele Dacia. Dumnezeu sa-i ierte!
***
Marasesti, Marasti, Oituz... No. This time only Marasesti.
The War of National Union made it possible for 21 thousands of Romanians to perish at Marasesti. The Marasesti Mausoleum, built right on the spot where the fight took place, reminds us of the glorious fights from the summer of 1917. What stays with me after visiting this magnificent monument are the 18 halls arranged in a circle, the 154 individual crypts, the 9 commune crypts, the church placed right in the middle of the building and the inscriptions A ROMANIAN SOLDIER.
Let's honor those who sacrificed themselves for this wonderful country, for this land that protected us ever since it was called Dacia. May God forgive them!
vineri, 27 noiembrie 2009
Selfadvices / Autosfaturi
I was looking tonight over some of my writings and I found something that I like very much:
„Time heals wounds, but the scars remain and sometimes, when we face „bad weather”, they hurt. Time has his limits.”
There are many poems written by me, even prose, which make me feel in a certain way when I read them and not because they are mine or they are very good, but because they remind me of myself in that period. It’s like I can see myself then, when I had those feelings that made me lay everything on paper. I feel a stranger to some of them, probably because I’ve changed, but I can find myself in others. I don’t consider myself as being a poet or a writer. When I write I do it only because I feel like it, to free myself from my many thoughts. And sometimes I surprise myself because I am giving to me answers, encouragement and advices trough my writings.
But I better leave all the talking to my lines:
“Nothing it’s easy in this life. A lot of effort, a lot of waiting, pain and suffering are needed. We have to give everything, everything we got and everything we are for one cause, for what we want the most, for a dream without which we could not go forward.”
“I am a fighter. I’m not afraid of anything…”
“I’ve chosen. I will remain innocent. I will be a child hidden in a mask. And you will be deceived, because I will see the CHILD and you will see the MASK.”
“My instincts are making me see the truth. It’s like seeing another dimension of the world in front of my eyes and every person it’s wearing his truth print.”
“My body is an obstacle in the path of knowledge.”
“The silence of the night it’s letting reason to search very deep…”
There would be more but I prefer to leave them on some other time. I will post in the future my favorite poem called “Indrumari” (Guidance) that has many advices. And I saved the best for last:
“Get up and move on…
Broken wings can be fixed with glue.
Broken hearts can be stitched back into one piece.”
***
Ma uitam in seara asta peste cateva din scrierile mele si am gasit ceva ce imi place foarte mult:
„Timpul vindeca ranile, dar cicatricile raman si uneori, cand mai trecem prin perioade cu “vreme rea”, ele ne dor. Are si timpul limitele lui.”
Sunt o multime de poezii scrise de mine, chiar si proza, care ma fac sa ma simt intr-un fel anume atunci cand le citesc si nu pentru ca sunt ale mele, nici pentru ca ar fi ele foarte reusite ci pentru ca imi amintesc de mine in perioada aceea. E ca si cum as putea sa ma vad pe mine atunci cand am trait sentimentele acelea care m-au facut pana la urma sa astern totul pe hartie. Ma simt oarecum straina de unele din ele, probabil pentru ca m-am schimbat, dar in altele ma regasesc. Nu ma consider o poeta sau o scriitoare. Cand scriu o fac numai pentru ca asa simt, ca sa ma eliberez de prea multe ganduri. Si uneori ma uimesc pe mine insami deoarece imi ofer prin scrierile mele raspunsuri, incurajari, sfaturi.
Dar mai bine las randurile sa vorbeasca pentru mine:
"Nimic nu e usor in viata asta. E nevoie de mult efort, de o lunga asteptare, de durere, de suferinta. E nevoie sa dam totul, tot ce avem si ce suntem pentru o cauza, pentru ceea ce ne dorim cel mai mult, pentru un vis fara de care nu am putea sa mergem inainte."
"Sunt o luptatoare, nu ma tem de nimic..."
"Eu am ales. Am sa raman inocenta. O sa fiu un copil ascuns intr-o masca. Si veti fi inselati, deoarece eu o sa vad COPILUL, iar voi veti vedea MASCA."
"Instinctul ma face sa vad adevarul. E ca si cum as vedea o alta dimensiune a lumii pe care o am in fata si fiecare persoana poarta amprenta adevarului sau."
"Trupul meu este o piedica in calea cunoasterii."
"Tacerea noptii lasa ratiunea sa caute foarte adanc..."
Si ar mai fi si altele, dar prefer sa le las pe alta data. Intr-un post viitor voi pune poezia mea preferata „Indrumari”, care contine si mai multe sfaturi. Iar pentru sfarsit am pastrat altceva ce imi place foarte mult:
"Ridica-te si mergi mai departe...
Aripile frante pot fi fixate la loc cu lipici.
Inimile frante pot fi cusute inapoi intr-o bucata."
„Time heals wounds, but the scars remain and sometimes, when we face „bad weather”, they hurt. Time has his limits.”
There are many poems written by me, even prose, which make me feel in a certain way when I read them and not because they are mine or they are very good, but because they remind me of myself in that period. It’s like I can see myself then, when I had those feelings that made me lay everything on paper. I feel a stranger to some of them, probably because I’ve changed, but I can find myself in others. I don’t consider myself as being a poet or a writer. When I write I do it only because I feel like it, to free myself from my many thoughts. And sometimes I surprise myself because I am giving to me answers, encouragement and advices trough my writings.
But I better leave all the talking to my lines:
“Nothing it’s easy in this life. A lot of effort, a lot of waiting, pain and suffering are needed. We have to give everything, everything we got and everything we are for one cause, for what we want the most, for a dream without which we could not go forward.”
“I am a fighter. I’m not afraid of anything…”
“I’ve chosen. I will remain innocent. I will be a child hidden in a mask. And you will be deceived, because I will see the CHILD and you will see the MASK.”
“My instincts are making me see the truth. It’s like seeing another dimension of the world in front of my eyes and every person it’s wearing his truth print.”
“My body is an obstacle in the path of knowledge.”
“The silence of the night it’s letting reason to search very deep…”
There would be more but I prefer to leave them on some other time. I will post in the future my favorite poem called “Indrumari” (Guidance) that has many advices. And I saved the best for last:
“Get up and move on…
Broken wings can be fixed with glue.
Broken hearts can be stitched back into one piece.”
***
Ma uitam in seara asta peste cateva din scrierile mele si am gasit ceva ce imi place foarte mult:
„Timpul vindeca ranile, dar cicatricile raman si uneori, cand mai trecem prin perioade cu “vreme rea”, ele ne dor. Are si timpul limitele lui.”
Sunt o multime de poezii scrise de mine, chiar si proza, care ma fac sa ma simt intr-un fel anume atunci cand le citesc si nu pentru ca sunt ale mele, nici pentru ca ar fi ele foarte reusite ci pentru ca imi amintesc de mine in perioada aceea. E ca si cum as putea sa ma vad pe mine atunci cand am trait sentimentele acelea care m-au facut pana la urma sa astern totul pe hartie. Ma simt oarecum straina de unele din ele, probabil pentru ca m-am schimbat, dar in altele ma regasesc. Nu ma consider o poeta sau o scriitoare. Cand scriu o fac numai pentru ca asa simt, ca sa ma eliberez de prea multe ganduri. Si uneori ma uimesc pe mine insami deoarece imi ofer prin scrierile mele raspunsuri, incurajari, sfaturi.
Dar mai bine las randurile sa vorbeasca pentru mine:
"Nimic nu e usor in viata asta. E nevoie de mult efort, de o lunga asteptare, de durere, de suferinta. E nevoie sa dam totul, tot ce avem si ce suntem pentru o cauza, pentru ceea ce ne dorim cel mai mult, pentru un vis fara de care nu am putea sa mergem inainte."
"Sunt o luptatoare, nu ma tem de nimic..."
"Eu am ales. Am sa raman inocenta. O sa fiu un copil ascuns intr-o masca. Si veti fi inselati, deoarece eu o sa vad COPILUL, iar voi veti vedea MASCA."
"Instinctul ma face sa vad adevarul. E ca si cum as vedea o alta dimensiune a lumii pe care o am in fata si fiecare persoana poarta amprenta adevarului sau."
"Trupul meu este o piedica in calea cunoasterii."
"Tacerea noptii lasa ratiunea sa caute foarte adanc..."
Si ar mai fi si altele, dar prefer sa le las pe alta data. Intr-un post viitor voi pune poezia mea preferata „Indrumari”, care contine si mai multe sfaturi. Iar pentru sfarsit am pastrat altceva ce imi place foarte mult:
"Ridica-te si mergi mai departe...
Aripile frante pot fi fixate la loc cu lipici.
Inimile frante pot fi cusute inapoi intr-o bucata."
marți, 24 noiembrie 2009
Words of wisdom
I just saw this movie that moved me, about how we should all live in peace, no matter religion or other differences. And at one moment some elders were telling this story:
He: What is Paradise?
Angels: Paradise is for the heart where love is fulfilled.
He: What is hell?
Angels: Hell is the place where there is no love.
Paradise is when I look into a child’s eyes, when I think of my children or nephews to be. Paradise is in those arms that keep me safe, protected, unharmed. Paradise is when I have no reason to cry or to be sad, when I know I am loved, when my family is happy, when good things happen, when I feel like smiling and joy bursts out of my being and contaminates everyone around me. Paradise is when I feel like I have a purpose in this world, when I am needed. Paradise is when my faith keeps me strong and I feel blessed.
Paradise may be everywhere around us: on every street, in every building, in every heart. Paradise is all over the world. We just have to keep on searching for it.
He: What is Paradise?
Angels: Paradise is for the heart where love is fulfilled.
He: What is hell?
Angels: Hell is the place where there is no love.
Paradise is when I look into a child’s eyes, when I think of my children or nephews to be. Paradise is in those arms that keep me safe, protected, unharmed. Paradise is when I have no reason to cry or to be sad, when I know I am loved, when my family is happy, when good things happen, when I feel like smiling and joy bursts out of my being and contaminates everyone around me. Paradise is when I feel like I have a purpose in this world, when I am needed. Paradise is when my faith keeps me strong and I feel blessed.
Paradise may be everywhere around us: on every street, in every building, in every heart. Paradise is all over the world. We just have to keep on searching for it.
luni, 23 noiembrie 2009
I need a miracle
AFTERLIFE - MIRACLE
There was a time when I was happy, when miracles were happening every day, when I had dreams and hopes that were unbreakable. There was a time when I believed in people and, mostly, I believed in myself. I saw no barriers then. I believed in the truth, in honesty, in good intentions. But one by one my beliefs were shook up and demolished and I realized that I had expectations, too many and too big rising too high and others did not wanted to rise up to them. I was wrong and you all showed me how wrong I was. And I have no false hopes now, I’m not expecting things, I’m just waiting, living, breathing with all my faith and love. I have things to give back to the world, but the world seems unprepared to receive them.
I need a sunrise, to feel the warm sun rays on my face, to breathe again that fresh air, to believe that everything will be alright and I’m not going to be alone. I need to recharge my batteries and restart my life.
I need a sunrise, I need a miracle, I need … .
(Take this moment, make it still
Stay forever, by my side
Make a promise, to your soul
Leave me never, that I know
It can be
But I know, it can be
Lost our way, you and me
I'm still in love with you
And you said to me
I will set you free
But I silently remain
I need a miracle this time
We need a miracle this time
(Your love has left away)
(You wash away my pain)
I remember, days gone by
Warm and tender, makes me cry
I know it can be
But I know, it can be
Lost our way, you and me
I'm still in love with you
And you said to me
I will set you free
But I silently remain
I need a miracle this time
We need a miracle this time
Miracle this time
We need a miracle this time
Miracle this time
We need a miracle this time
Miracle this time
We'll need a miracle this time)
Update
I've voted ... for the third place candidate: Antonescu.
I'm pissed off. Romanians are really stupid. They voted for the same parties that ruled this country since 1990 (the revolution) until now. And nothing good happend. In this 20 years nothing is better: no economy, no industry, no agriculture, no turism, no education, no health system, nothing new built, no infrastructure, a growing inflation rate, a growing unemployment rate, a non stable exchange rate with our curency going way down, lack of investors and others.
I've decided is time to pack up my things and leave the country before it sinks to the bottom.
U can all "live well!" like Basescu said.
But who should get "my stamp" on December 6: Basescu or Geoana?
I'm pissed off. Romanians are really stupid. They voted for the same parties that ruled this country since 1990 (the revolution) until now. And nothing good happend. In this 20 years nothing is better: no economy, no industry, no agriculture, no turism, no education, no health system, nothing new built, no infrastructure, a growing inflation rate, a growing unemployment rate, a non stable exchange rate with our curency going way down, lack of investors and others.
I've decided is time to pack up my things and leave the country before it sinks to the bottom.
U can all "live well!" like Basescu said.
But who should get "my stamp" on December 6: Basescu or Geoana?
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