On the very verge of 23

Vouă, dragi cititori vă vine să credeți, cum a zburat timpul? nici măcar nu știu cînd și unde s-a mai dus un an. Prioritățile au fost tot legate de iubire și de celelalte pasiuni, am reușit să îmi iau aproape chitara visurilor mele (Spun asta fiindcă aproape nimic nu se compară cu un Taylor, din experiență) și să mă reapuc de chitară. mutatul din chirie a fost și el o chestie destul de 'mare' so to speak, a fost entertaining dar totodata obositor sa varuiesc etc fosta garsoniera de chirie..

I do like the new studio , though. It's spacious, allows a lot of light in, resonates with the music, and it's kinda fancy overall.

Besides, it allows the viewing of the most amazing sunsets I've ever witnessed.

So yeah, so much for my 21st year of age, named after Cranberries' song Twenty One. or viceversa.

that was when I set onto my 'lifejourney' , so to speak.

A top priority now would be seeing The Cranberries'  concert in October, yeah I bet we'll all have a blast there.

22ani, what an age!

great, e deja 28iunie, si toate forumurile sau site-urile imi ureaza la multi ani, si indica cifra 22...
trist, stiu.
nu stiu daca este ciudat, dar nu-mi doresc acum sa fiu pe munte, nici sa fiu la mama naibii, nici sa fac ceva extravagant, precum am facut in toti anii de pana acum.
nu, vreau numai sa raman acasa, sa stau linistit, cu persoanele dragi mie, si asta ma va face fericit.
sper ca asta nu e un semn de maturitate, fiindca nu vreau sa imbatranesc...nu!
se pare ca de cateva luni incoace tot uneltesc sa imi mai indeplinesc un vis ce il aveam de mic, acum mai mult de moft si din pasiune pentru IT, nu pentru jocuri sau mai stiu eu ce: in afara de
1.See Ireland - check
2.See at least one Cranberries concert till I die - check
3.buy and create the most expensive and awesome computer in town - check
pe wishlist, nu stiu momentan ce ar urma, ceva arzator...
poate ar trebui sa fie sa termin cu licenta si facultatea anul asta, numai asa de ochii lumii, fiindca stiu ca nu ma va ajuta cu absolut nimic sa am o facultate, sau doua, la activ.

cred ca ceva ce m-ar foarte incanta si satisface... ar fi sa am timp, rabdare, chef, si sa ma reapuc de chitara, si sa invat tainele sunetelor superbe scoase de aceasta.. sa invat sa cant din nou la chitara.

goodbye, 21... sigh, welcome 22... se pare ca ma avant intr-o noua varsta.

Summer!

Wow, it's been almost a year... and summer's already come.
a couple more days 'till my birthday, which was actually the day when I bought my mp4 player, a tent, a good sleeping bag, a thermos, and all the necesary things for my departure towards sweet Ireland. and now I'll be staying home, celebrating with my beloved titmouse..
It sounds strange, and far away, the time when I set off for adventure... and although I'd very much like to see Eire once again, I don't feel that urge anymore, I can bear with this just fine.
the days do seem happier now, even with some debts and failed exams, when you've got someone beside you.

the meaning of life...

Băi, nu ştiu ce naiba s'a întîmplat, dar m'am întors în ţară cu speranţe noi, cu ceva optimism şi no, ceva experienţe, sperînd că acum se vor fi rezolvat nişte chestii şi că pot relua cursul firesc al vieţii etc. dar s'au dus toate de râpă... zău, toate.
nu ştiu ce naiba să fac, că'mi vine să plec înapoi şi să nu mă mai întorc sau să plec în timişoara. zău, e naşpa rău. nuş' cum sau dacă o să ies din toate astea, dar nu sună deloc a bună, şi nimic nu pare să fie "the right kind of wrong", ca în Coyote Ugly.
zău, îl quotez pe Remy Zero, într'un soundtrack din Superman, "somebody save me!"
Mno, nuş'. mă abţin să scriu mai mult. e naşpa rău, şi nu mai suport.

Pixies - Where is my mind...

Belfast, Northern Ireland

I now find myself stuck in Belfast for more than a week.Except for the daily showers, as in rain, belfast is a city of tremendous beauty and not just architecturally or nature or green-wise, but overall. seems like fate is on my side this time, I just got my 200£ flight ticket from Dublin to Bucharest for the 10th of August, 2010, and couldnt've been happier. finally I manage to get home. never thought I'd witness the moment of missing home , really. yet now I keep counting the days/hours till my flight flies,heh. that among visiting a bit more of Belfast city and it's lovely huge park and oh, the library's a paradise! often find myself searching through the dusty shelves and oh, finding a really rare tolkien book which I didn't even know to have existed! and dragon tales and irish myths and legends , just lovely. oh and i found inkheart and a thick book of celtic myths and legends. as I saw the movie, I have to get the book as well, and the celtic one. yet there's one big issue: how am i going to fit all that? so many new clothes and tens of books can't even fit my backpack now. and i can;'t leave any book behind, just can't! so thrilled to be able to get home with such treasures, my tolkien collection is almost complete!

seems like a bit of a failure, this travellogue of mine, yet I have them well printed in my memory, and with this sort of selfishness , I'd rather keep the whole experience to myself, and what an experience I had.

For anyone reading this: fight for what/whom you believe in. it'll take you really far.. and if you have a burning desire or a huge dream/passion, oh well, didn't you know that dreams can come true? never thought i'd get to see ireland thousands of miles away at this early age and just because of really wanting to go and just hmmm I'll just quote Tolkien again, whether you like it or not:

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door," he used to say. "You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to."

CARPE DIEM!!!

if any friends from bucharest or nearby, i'd really appreciate being greeted by someone at the otopeni airport at 10.10PM or being offered a tiny wee bit of accomodation for a couple of hours.
take care , lads.

Ok, I'm soooo fatigue /weary at the moment that I could fall asleep even in a fountain. so I won't really write much more than the fact that I had some really amazing experiences, some of which were too great to share with anyone so I'll just let them printed in my memory.
I find myself now in Glasgow, Scotland. and after having been through lots and having seen stonehenge.. I got robbed at stonehenge. so it's up to me to try and make it right to get safely home. will the poor roamer accomplish his dream and reach the actual irish shore? that's a matter only time will tell. what i do regret though is missing out so many great festivals around europe and fests and concerts in my country. and missing my friends a bit. anyhow my eyes are getting heavier and so does my head.. therefore you'll have to hold onto just that.
anyhow, sweet dreams, everyone. I'll dream of the Loch Ness monster, of course. it's only a couple of hundreds miles away. hehe

Up into eiffel tower. notre dame. UK!!!!!!!

ok, I'm pretty much the happiest person ever. although paris was amazing, and had the most amazing view from atop tour eiffel and all the other thigns i've visited, and other things i've done.... nothing compares to going on a huge enormous ferrybot from callais to dover, uk.. eating at the restaurant there, and hearing the seagulls and spending time with two amazing people, two musicians, with lots of instruments scattered all around the house, a fantastic house, fantastic garden, fantastic city, dover.. and the concert at the restaurant was fabulous. and I still can't believe I ended up sooner than expected on english soil. this is INCREDIBLE! can't wait for tomorrow to visit a 2500years old castle and a 3500years old boat, and the shore and everything, and everyone speaks english here. and everything's plain FANTASTIC!