Be right back

Maine mergem in vacanta asa ca nu cred ca o sa mai scriu ceva pana peste o saptamana.Dar pana atunci uite ceva care sa va ocupe timpul:
ONE MORE TIME
It could all start with the classic

,,Once upon a time…’’

But this story is not classic at all

Oh no! This is way more than the old stories your mother used to tell you at bedtime

Our story starts,however, with a classic situation

The love of one for another

But a love that has never left the soul of the lover

It’s the story about a boy and a girl

Two different souls

Yet one found in the other something rather magic

A thing that can’t be explained by science or others

It was a spark

That with the right fuel

Could have made a great fire

Cause this spark was growing in the boy’s heart for quite a while

But he never found the courage to let it free

And start the damn fire

But one day he decided to ask for help

The person he decided to ask was rather a master in all of the things

But it seemed that he misunderstood the boy’s wish

You see, our boy asked for help from God

Yes! As strange as it may sound

One day he prayed to the divine powers of the all mighty God

He said something like this:

,,Dear God,

Give me the power to find a way

To show her what I fell

But…before you do that

Please give me a sign

So that I know if she feels the same for me’’

Short, but quite profound

That day the boy decided to go to her house and ask her out

And so he began his 5km journey(or maybe a little bit shorter)

He finally reached his goal

But…..

When he tried to knock at the door

He heard someone crying

It was the girl’s mother

But that wasn’t the problem

The real shock was when he realized why she was crying

She was dead

The girl he always loved was lying cold on the floor

Apparently she committed suicide

She took a strong dose of cyanide

The reason was unknown

But the boy didn’t searched for one

The fact that she was dead was enough to strike him where it hurts the most

In his heart

Since that day he hated God

,,It’s your fault!’’he always said

,,Why did you took her?Why?’’

He just couldn’t bear the thought that she was no longer with him

So he decided that if God won’t take him to her

Then he’ll go there

And so he went to the graveyard

Slowly walked to her tomb

And there he began to dig up for the coffin

It took him several hours to reach the metal case that was covering her freshly dead body

Her skin was still intact

Her hair still as beautiful as he remembered

And her lips….Oh those lips

He always dreamed to kiss those lips

And now….there was no way to do that

But still he slowly approached

Softly reached to her

And sealed his life with a kiss

Ahh! So intense was that gesture

As like she was still breathing

But soon he started to fell dizzy

His eyes started to close

His body wasn’t listening to him anymore

He could feel the cold shivers flowing down his spine

Ahh! Her lips

So soft yet so deadly

The cyanide was still on them

And through that kiss he was now feeling what she felt when she died

The light of his eyes was slowly starting to fade away

He could see

The light

His time was near

He couldn’t wait to see her again

To tell her

To love her

To kiss her

One more time….  

Sper sa va distrati pana ma intorc si sa aveti parte de o vara placuta de asemenea.Ne vedem peste o saptamana!

Serus!....

Just a little bit more

Deci ieri am hotarat sa ma duc intr-un final sa ma inscriu la liceu.Am ales sa ma duc la stiinte ale naturii, in mare parte pt ca as vrea sa ma duc la medicina si de acolo spre ceva job cu multi bani :D.....si pt. ca nu vreau la filologie iar la mate info nu mai am chef sa invat.Anyway....acolo am fost intampinat de doua doamne sintre care una bruneta care parea destul de sociabila si care a vorbit cel mai mult pe durata intalnirii.Cealalta doamna( o blonda sau ceva de genu...) se tot uita la mine si la tricou' meu (era unu destul de ciudat) si parca atunci cand se uita la tricou i se bloca creieru.Era ceva gen: o.O...btw. mi-o ajuns tricourile: they're f*****g awesome!\m/
Si in timpul asta cat am absentat de la blog am reusit sa ma hotarasc cu ai mei unde vom merge in vacanta asta.Pt. vara asta am decis sa mergem pe litoralul marii negre (cel romanesc ca sa mai stimulam economia).Si anume pe undeva pe la corbu sau la navodari.Acolo,credeti-ma,desi nu ati auzit de locurile astea ii mai curat ca si la mamaia sau altundeva.Plus ca poti merge cu cortu'(pt cine e interesat).Asa ca astea fiind stabilite plecarea a fost stabilita pt data de umm...cred ca 1 august sau ceva de genu'.
De asemenea am reusit sa imi gasesc o pereche de casti ca lumea pt. ipodul meu, ca deja alea a lui erau pe jumatate rupte de atata folosire...saracu'.Trebe sa il umplu de muzica saptamana asta ca presimnt ca o sa am nevoie pe drum.Sa aveti vacanta placuta in continuare (sau concediu) sau ce vreti voi numa sa fie cum trebe.


Serus!....

Still alive....

Ok ...deci vreau sa incep prin a-mi cere scuze ca am absentat  relativ mult saptamana asta, dar am avut ceva de discutat cu unu' din Tg.Mures.Era vorba sa facem un schimb intre iphone-ul lui si ipodul meu...dar pana la urma totul s-a dovedit a fi o farsa sau cum zic romanii:,,TZEAPA!''
Sper sa nu mai am de-a face cu el sau altii de tipul lui.Dar totul a trecut si s-a incheiat cu bine.Pana la urma am ramas cu ce aveam si am ajuns la concluzia ca asa e cel mai bine.Intre timp am incercat sa vad daca nu au aparut rezultatele privind repartizarea pe licee la judetul meu....si ghiciti ce: nu au aparut!Dar din cate am inteles ar trebui sa apara pe 12 seara pe net, si in 13 la scoli.Sper sa aiba dreptate.Dar si mai mult sper sa intru acolo unde mi-am propus.Pana atunci am decis sa mai imi imbogatesc garderoba cu ceva tricouri de pe aici.Nu e pt. oricine...dar din fericire au exact ce imi trebuie.
Aaa da...era sa uit.Am mai reusit sa fac ceva scrieri ,,marete'':

Oh my angel,my love

Your love completes me, fills me with joy

It makes me

Want to fight

So that I can see

You through the snow

But it seems that the cold in your soul

Can’t be removed with my hugs and love from my soul

Oh,but maybe tomorrow your heart

Will let my heart join her

And my hand

And yours

Shall be together

And then the sun will rise up on the sky

And your soul will be healed again.

Nu-i chiar asa de lunga sau de impresionanta dar hei: am compus-o fugitiv, pe masina.Anyway sper ca va distrati in vacanta si ca aveti planuite multe excursii pt. ca eu sigur am.Distractie palcuta !

Serus!....

Vizitatorul...

In noaptea asta am avut parte de o intalnire neobisnuita.Sa va explic: stateam linictit in curtea din spate si admiram cerul instelat cadn deodata aud cum cainele incepe sa tot latre la ceva din iarba...i-am zis sa inceteze de vreo 10 ori pana cand m-am dus sa vad ce era.Ia ghiciti!Un arici mic si gras statea ghemuit in iarba mea!Uite-l pe micul nazdravan:

Trebuie sa recunosc ca am ramas surprins sa vad asa ceva la mine in curte.L fel a fost si sora-mea care o tot vrut sa puna mana pe el dar se pare ca ariciul si-a dat seama si s-a strans imediat:

Per total o fost ceva interesant si destul de unic.Sper sa mai vina si alti de'astia pe la mine.

Serus!...

Romania is my country...

Stiam eu!....Tot timpul am stiut-o insa acum am si confirmarea.La Zalau , mai exact la scoala gimnaziala ,,Gh. Lazar'' s-a dat mita la profesorii din comisie.Se pare ca mama unui anume elev a starnit controverse in randul parintilor dupa ce ca le-a spus sa nu faca contestatie pt. ca o sa le scada notele dramatic la copii, ea insasi a fost surprinsa intrand in scoala pt. a depune contestatie pt. copilul ei (la amandoua materiile inca...cata nesimtire)....insa alaturi de ea mai avea si un plic...Mda....presupun ca acolo se afla mita.Rusinos!Si inca a mai si mers!Cica i-ar fi crescut notele cu un punct la respectivul.Si atunci apare intrebarea: Daca s-a intamplat acolo, unde(in Salaj) s-a mai intamplat?Cine stie ce retardati au sa ajunga la liceele bune doar pt. ca parintii lor au ''pile''.....oare unde se indreapta tara asta?
In fine...ca sa mai uitam de raul din jurul nostru am decis sa caut niste chestii amuzante zic io, pe faimosul youtube.Si tot cautand asa am dat de 2 video-uri relaitv interesante.Primul este mai mult pt. momentele alea cand  pur si simplu nu ai ce face si vrei sa iti mananci creierii la calculator.Al doilea o sa va faca sa radeti orice ati face.Poate ca le-ati mai vazut....Lasati un comment si ziceti-mi care va place mai mult.


Serus!...

Nothing...

Azi am avut parte de o dezamagire profunda.Dupa ce ca a trebuit sa ma trezesc pe la 8 si un sfert dimineata, ca sa pot sa ma duc la scoala sa vad rezultatele dupa contestatii, am ajuns sa-mi dau seama ca mai bine as fi dormit.Nimic!Pur si simplu nimic.....nu mi-o crescut nota deloc....Dezamagire totala.Ei asta e!Va trebui sa ma descurc cu notele astea asa cum sunt.Privind partea buna a lucrurilor, mi-am facut astfel plimbarea de dimineata si astfel am devenit cu 0.00000001% mai sanatos.Yey!In fine...Trecand la chestii mai importante, tot azi am mers pana la Cosmote sa vad de ceva telefon ieftin si bun.Nu de alta dar in curand imi expira abonamentul la Orange si sincer sa fiu m-am saturat sa fiu controlat de ,,portocale'' asa ca ma duc unde probabil voi gasi o oferta mai buna( sper io).Insa inca nu m-am hotarat ce sa imi iau, dar probabil va fi ceva nokia de-asta cu touchscreen....cce sa faci, nu ne e bine cu ele dar nici fara ele nu putem fi.Eeh cam atat!

Serus!...

Waiting...

Si venira si rezultatele....Dezamagitor!Cel putin la romana...cum indraznesc aia sa zica ca io merit 8.40?Nu zic ca is de 10 dar totusi....tocmai de asta am decis sa depun contestatie.Da' ce cred ei?!Ca pot sa-si bata joc de noi cum au ei chef?Ei lasa ca vad ei.In fine nu asta conteaza....sau cel putin nu asa mult.Recent am incercat sa ma apuc de scris poezii...nu stiu ce parere aveti voi despre acest gen de exprimare insa sa va arat ce am reusit pana acum:The Fire that Ends Love

One day a boy met a girl.

She was everything he ever wanted.
She was everything he ever hoped for.
She was everything he thought wasn't possible.
She was everything he thought he would never find.

They fell in love, a different kind of crazy love. Like nothing he had ever felt in his life. They talked of spending their lives together... until the day they died. They talked of children, they talked of happiness.

She was his first love.
She was good to him.
She was sweet to him. 
She cared for him.
She made him happier than anyone else ever could.

The boy felt the same way. But apparently he wasn't good enough at showing it to her.

She wanted to take a break.

The boy didn't but what choice did he have. Things went ok for a while. But being apart fueled the boy's depression... It was like throwing gasoline onto a fire. He couldn't take it and kept telling the girl how he felt.

She said it was ok because he was just sad.
She eventually had enough and ended everything.
She ended everything for good.
She was going to do what made her happy.
She was done thinking and caring about what other people wanted.

The boy couldn't handle the feeling that someone had cut him open and lit his heart on fire and left it to burn.
So in the end the boy did the same. He cut himself open… poured gas into his chest… and lit a match… and burned until there was nothing left.

Si...The cry of the Nihilist

I stand alone now

‘cause all my friends are gone

I am forever alone now

Nobody shall disturb me again

Now I fell an unknown pain

Of long forgotten times

My heart is bleeding again

But this time is hard.

I start to cry

Because the pain is to strong, it conquers me all

But what is that sound that I hear?

It’s like a mist

It’s the cry of the Nihilist

A lonely creature

Which decided

To find a shelter in my soul

And when I’ll fell alone

It’ll come and take me home

But not the kind of home you think about

Oh, no

Mine is much more than that

It is a faraway land

Buried in the corpses of the dead

That my dears

Is my HELL!

And now I can hear it again

It reaches out to get my soul

But it won’t do it, oh no!

I’d rather die than go again

In that time forgotten  wasteland

And so I try to grab the sword

And fight my way back to my throne.

But the force inside me can’t resist

The power of the Nihilist

Taken again I shall be

Thrown away in my misery

Forgotten by my love

Hated by my ones

Rejected by my God

He took me to the place

Where fire eats your face

Where feelings are numb

And death is all around

Please save me from this pit

Or I shall die of it

Reaching for the dagger

To cut away my anger

The blood  is flowing slow

And my end is so

Close that I can

Fell it in

My hand.

Sincer nu stiu ce sa zic....ati putea sa imi ziceti in commenturi care va place? de ce ?Ma rog...acuma nu ca m-as apuca de poezie...asta e mai mult pt. momentele alea in care n-ai cu cine sa mai vorbesti si te refugiezi in ce poti mai bine.Anyway...sper ca la voi examenele o fost mai blande...Succes in continuare la intrarea la liceu!

Serus!...

Finally done...

Apai gata!Nu mai vreau sa aud de examen pana cel putin pe data de catva decembrie.A trecut si faza a 2-a.Acuma mai ramane sa vedem ce am facut.......ia ziceti-mi voi cat ati luat?

First stage...over

D'apai dupa cum bine stiti azi a avut loc prima faza de examinare a elevilor de clasa a 8-a....prin examenul la limba si literatura romana.Si doamne fi laudat am stiut .....amu ramane de vazut cat de bine am stiut.Da' de'un 9 tat am facut.Si cand ma gandesc cat ne-am chinuit tot anu' sa invatam, sa stim si alte de'astea......si acum totul s-a rezumat la un subiect as zice patetic care nici macar n-o fost asa de interesant.Ce bine ca nu m-am pus sa invat  in week-endu' asta......Insa acum urmeaza greu'....MATEMATICA!
Daca la romana subiectele si rezolvarile au diferite variante de rezolvare la matematica ii numa' un mod sfant si drept..daca nu-l stii apai atunci ai pus-o.Sa speram ca o sa fie la fel de usor ca si la simulare.Multumesc tuturor celor care mi-au urat succes si vreau sa spun doar atat:
DACA CITITI ASTA SI DATI SI VOI EXAMEN, SA AVETI BAFTA, NOROC SI MULT SUCCES!
Doamne ajuta!



Serus!...

Just walking

Astazi a fost o zi in care daca aveam un pedometru la mine sigur ar fi facut scurtcircuit.Am umblat azi de n-am avut noroc...intai a trebuit sa caut in tot centrul Zalaului o pereche de casti pentru PC, dar fara microfon....si nu stiu cum se face dar se pare ca nimeeni nu mai face casti de'alea...asa ca pana la urma m-am vazut nevoit sa ma adaptez si sa iau o pereche cu microfon.Dar nu stiu ce m-a apucat dupa aia ca in loc sa ma duc acasa m-am hotarat in mod inconstient sa ma plimb prin oras fara vreun motiv anume....Ce-i drept nu prea m-a deranjat,deoarece am mai vazut si eu cate ceva prin oras...De exemplu la o trecere de pietoni am avut placerea de a vedea un grup de 3 jmecheri de'astia cu paru' lins si manele in telefon...dupa ce m-am uitat cu scarba la ei mi-am indreptat privirea spre trotuarul lor.Atunci am inceput sa rad in hohote ca un nebun( noroc ca nu mai era nimeni langa mine)....motivul?Dintre cei 3 magnifici 3 aveau niste tenisi de un roz incredibil...am ramas uimit de cat de mult te poti injosi cu buna stiinta,....is curios ce au aia in creier....Probabil tot ceva lume roz si plina de curcubeie =)).In rest totul o decurs cum ar trebui sa decurga o plimbare...


Serus!...