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... and one more time, I found myself orphan of true principles.

Asteptand Timpul Sa Treaca

Si-n ziua cand va fi sa vii
Ce-ar mai putea sa se intample
Voi rade mult la tine-n tample
Voi plange-ncet cand nu vei sti
In ziua cand va fi sa viï...

Adica?...

Conclusion at 6AM [after 30 mins of treadmill] - repression knows well how to fool me. It is my "interior" that I need to investigate. Period.

My Botched Pleasure

He has no principles, he has no innerness, he slides along and records sensations. I.K.
Mettalic in his objectivity, he abolishes all my emotions. Yet, I love that incongruous togetherness.

Tagged as "Home"

When you spend a whole Friday afternoon in the kitchen cooking for your girlfriends, watching movies, having random conversations about new aba3ya fashion, laughing and sharing about the inside tricks of the culture... you capture a moment for yourself... and you know, you so know... that Bahrain is MORE than "an international working experience" now.

Si pentru toti dusmanii aeroportuari... Mi-am luat si resedinta pana la mijlocul lui 2011!!! Si sa cante Buble, ca-i zice bine...