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... packed my pain and waved good bye...

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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...

E Bine Asa

E incredibil cata liniste mi s-a strecurat in suflet de cand am schimbat job/c-ul. Nu cred ca o sa imi fie foarte dor prea curand de tumultul AIESECului. A fost ceva - ce a ajuns si, de curand, un fel de joc al mintii pe care, pur si simplu, il descifram prea usor. Ramaneam inhibata si convinsa ca, de aici incolo, vor trebui altii inghiontiti, ca sa inteleaga.

De fapt, am ajuns la concluzia ca nu ar fi fost moment mai potrivit sa parasesc organizatia decat acesta. Experienta in Bahrain mi-a dat peste nas cu propriile-mi principii, obiceiuri si credinte, asemeni unui profesor comunist, ce nu se stinghereste sa iti snopeasca cate una. Asa, ca vrea el. [Mama ei de vize, rasisme si ministere...]

Si e bine asa. Ca mie nu-mi place sa imi fie dor de vremuri. Dar o sa-mi fie. Ca sunt alte o mie de motive. Si iar zic ca e bine asa. Ca atunci cand o sa-mi fie dor de'a binelea, vor fi alte jocuri ale mintii sa ma tina ocupata.

Intro to UNIDO

Daca acum un an doar visam, acum 3 luni aplicam si nu m-acceptau, azi ma intorc acasa de la sediul Natiunilor Unite, din Bahrain.
Si...
.... sa fiu eu, m-au angajat!

"Shi cand plecati acasa, va rog sa nu uitati, sa puniti cheili sub chetrishica."

My Heart Won't Buy It

I was about to write that today I got officially discharged from my role of President of AIESEC Bahrain and in the same time, from a 5 years journey with the largest student run leadership development organisation in the world, called AIESEC.

But it's not this simple.

I heart Manama's Sleepless Nights

They might call it ME time. To me are moments with Perry Como and moments of programmed solitude for heart dissolution.

Maybe it’s just a truthful peace that I lack during the day time and night turns out to be a suitable guardian. Maybe it’s only my stillness which replaces the commotion of my heart.
Hearts are fragile items that we get by default, but which are not provided with the settings to abide all sort of outsiders. You've got to be kind.

That’s why I’ve got sleepless nights – to keep time still, watching Manama’s empty streets and to hold my breath till that beatific silence falls upon me…
… in programmed solitude my heart regenerates.

Twist of Fate

When life gives you something, it takes away something else. And someone like me barely can accept this law. Someone like me can barely accept any laws. I've always been a silent warrior, who won't ask for it straight, but will demand it in my own hundred-ways.

Now that I have what I wanted, it seems just... incomplete. I feel that what I care and love the most is too geographically scattered.

Right On Time

What a good song without you. ... adica... prietene, fereste-te de femeia pe care ai ignorat-o.
Never mind, sa fie pentru toata lumea "care sufereste" OAR and Shattered.

Not Found

1: 02 AM Tangled up in sheets. Again I cannot sleep.
2:32 AM Roaming in my room with a heavy head, watching the streets and the full moon from a dusty balcony.

Again looking for something that isn't there. One more SWOT analysis and I can postpone my thoughts for later.

Ah, ah, ah ... that serenity! Give me a pick up, a paper cup coffee and a still city in the morning.


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Cuvinte

Uneori cuvintele sunt mai mari ca noi, atat de mari incat nu poti sa le faci nimic. Nici macar nimic. Daca vrei - accepta-le, dar nu le crede. Totul e o interpretare. Totul e o randuiala a mintii. Cuvintele te cuprind sau te sufoca, iti ridica sufletul la cer sau ti-l impietresc in gheata.

In noaptea aceasta cateva zeci de mii de cuvinte au fost prea putine si totusi, prea multe. In noaptea aceasta cateva zeci de mii de cuvinte au distrus 3 ani... de tot.

Ignorance Effect ++

Some people want to be slapped badly to get a point or two or five. One of those people is me. When all those signs lead me to one thing, then what on earth is there telling me otherwise?

"Pluteste drept inainte si daca pamantul pe care il cauti nu exista inca, fii sigur ca Dumnezeu il va crea intr-adins pentru a-ti rasplati indrazneala."

Marin Preda

If the end is ahead, then I want to go back...

Now That I know Your Why. I Want to Know Mine.

La Multi Ani, mamico!

Every time I leave Moldova taken by the iron bird up, up to that simulation of heaven, I secretly spread few drops of my heart on the white blanket of clouds … as a present for my mom.

On the top of the earth, grasping revelations of how delicate life is and how insanely audacious her child is, I keep diving into the white ocean of fragility, trusting that angels will carry her hopes and prayers…

And for her, I beg the Minute to be longer...

La Multi Ani, mamico!

Today Doga’s music is made of pieces of celestial symphonies and my mom’s life of 46 years, full of the wisdom of a daughter, woman, wife and mother.

AHA moment

I realized why and why not - because I cannot really love anybody without whom I almost never laugh.

PS. I have two weeks for a Present. What's next will know later.

Counting Down

National Strategic Conference is one day ahead. Sessions to prepare, speeches to deliver and time to enjoy... My AIESEC journey comes to an end. I'm so going to miss all of this... 2 weeks left till the Grand Final.

In Belong to The Lucky Ones

It's good to be back in Bahrain. When I was in Moldova, I had the feeling that I will never see again Manama by night from the Hidd bridge (view which will ALWAYS bring back good memories). It has that je ne sais quoi when driving on my way back home after a looong tiring day at the office. I also realized that I have the most awesomistic team, which I m going to miss a lot...

The heat is taking over the island and it ads up to the difficult times of mine, but I'm grateful for how things turn out, for some weird reason. I feel OK inside and I still have faith and strength to believe. Somehow I'm not shocked. I still believe I belong to the lucky ones.

"If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day."
E.B. White