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Subtitles translated!

2011-11-29T13:05:00.001Z

I have been volunteering at TED.com as a translator and today I had my first subtitles published!

I am posting here a link to the video for which I wrote subtitles in Romanian.
I hope you enjoy it!

Enric Sala: Un ocean neatins

"Imaginează-ţi că oceanul este contul nostru de economii - iar în prezent noi facem doar retrageri, nu depunem nimic. Enric Sala ne arată cum putem regenera contul nostru cu rezervaţii marine totale care aduc mari beneficii ecologice şi economice."

What is success?

2011-10-17T23:38:00.001+01:00

Professionally: where I am today, success to me is being able to step up and deliver an excellent service to those who need it, in my case that being interpreting, tutoring or translating.

I am most accomplished when I can facilitate crossing the language gap between my people and... my people (be that any two or more people who speak different languages of the ones I know).

While my work is most rewarding when it is truly appreciated... it is also a sign of it being done well when I fade into the background, because communication is simply flowing, through me, flawlessly.

Financially, I feel prosperous when I have enough resources to pay for rent, bills, food, transport, treats and anything I want to try out. I feel like I'm truly thriving when I can afford giving heart-felt gifts to those I know. Also, I believe that I am being fruitful financially when after all those I have money left over every month to set some aside and give the rest to charity.

As a human being I feel fulfilled when I can open and connect to and share experiences, work, food and joy with others. I truly feel victorious when people can rely upon me and I don't fear relying on them in times of need. I feel worthy when I can imagine being put in the spotlight as an example of dedication and compassion. I believe I am truly human when I practice understanding both towards others and to myself. I am centered and grounded when I become still. I feel triumphant when I can practice my skills of making music, writing and dancing. I am grateful to have time for cooking tasty food and for cycling in shimmering sunny weather. I am most fortunate to have dear, caring friends and family.

What does success mean to you?*

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* This entry is an affirmation of what I value, and what at times in my life I experience. These thoughts so soothingly surfaced after lots and lots of reading and listening to audios about human flourishing. I must note that the question was specifically raised at Oprah's new show, which I highly recommend as an entertaining, understandable summary of great teachings.

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Mi a siker?

Szakmailag: jelen pillanatban számomra az siker, amikor képes vagyok fellépni és kiváló szolgáltatást nyújtani azoknak, akiknek szüksége van rá, az én esetemben ez tolmácsolás, tanítás vagy fordítás.Akkor vagyok leginkább megelégedve, amikor segíthetem a nyelv akadályának átlépését az én népem és... az én népem között (legyen az bármely két vagy több ember aki különböző nyelven beszél). Míg a munkám akkor igazán jutalmazó, amikor azt értékelik... az is annak jele, hogy jól van elvégezve, ha én beleolvadok a háttérbe és a kommunikáció csak folyik akadály nélkül, rajtam keresztül.

Anyagilag akkor érzem magam sikeresnek, mikor van elég jövedelmem, hogy kifizessem a szállást, a számlákat, az eledelt, a közlekedést, kis finomságokat és bármit amit ki akarok próbálni. Úgy érzem szerfelett jól keresek amikor megengedhetem magamnak, hogy kedves ajándékokat adjak azoknak, akiket ismerek. Úgy gondolom anyagilag gyarapszom, mikor ezek után minden hónapban marad pénz amit félretegyek és jótékonyságra fordítsak.

Mint ember akkor érzem beteljesültnek életem, amikor megnyílok és megosztom a tapasztalatokat, munkát, ételt és örömet másokkal. Valóban győzedelmesnek érzem magam amikor az emberek számíthatnak rám és én sem félek rájuk számítani szükség idején. Méltónak érzem magam amikor el tudom képzelni, hogy rám gondolnak mint a buzgalom és az együttérzés egyik példaképe. Úgy gondolom igazán ember vagyok amikor megértésről teszek tanúságot úgy mások, mint saját magam iránt. Békés és magabiztos vagyok amikor elcsendesülhetek. Diadalmasnak érzem magam amikor gyakorolhatom tehetségeimet (zenélés, írás, tánc). Hálás vagyok, hogy van időm finomakat főzni és ragyogó napsütésben biciklizni. Nagyon szerencsés vagyok, hogy van sok kedves, szerető barátom és a családom.

Számodra mit jelent a siker?*

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* Ez a bejegyzés annak a megerősítése vagy igenlése amit értékelek és amit néha átélek. Ezek a gondolatok oly békésen teremtek, miután sokat olvastam és hallgattam beszélgetéseket az emberi fejlődésről. Meg kell jegyezzem, hogy a kérdés pontosabban Oprah új műsorában hangzott el, amit kimondottan ajánlok mint egy szórakoztató, könnyen megérthető összefoglalója csodás tanításoknak.

walk with a stranger

2011-04-09T21:22:00.005+01:00

One Friday evening I was emptying the mailbox in the hallway of the post office when a young boy noticed me there alone, struggling with fitting a packet into my backpack. I was quite excited because I knew the parcel was probably M's birthday gift from his parents.

The boy asked me for 5 lei. My usual answer is a “Sorry, no”. But he insisted, that he needed money to buy bread. I honestly don't know why, but in a bit of a nutty way I asked “Do you really need it for bread?”, and he maintained that yes, he needed it for food. So I said if that is so, I will give him 5 lei, from my heart, and that I hope it helps him. He seemed very pressed, looking around anxiously, while I took out the money from my purse and handed it to him.

After I put the purse away... he started asking for another 5 lei. And at this point he was really urging me to hurry up and give him another 5 lei. I kindly reminded him that it would be nice if he thanked me for the note I'd just given him. “Thanks! But give me 5 more, now!”. Well that's not a nice way to behave! I was in a kind of motherly state a bit, like I would've wanted to teach him some manners.

Then he started threatening me, while looking around worried, hurrying me to deliver what he demands. “Or else I'll call my father and you'll be sorry”. Really? You're going to call daddy? Of course in the moment, facing him alone I didn't say those things. I was slightly intimidated, but not genuinely scared because it was so distant... as if his father could be bothered, really, and what would he do?

At this point we left the post office and started walking down the main street. It was dark and I had already said goodbye to him several times, but it turned out he was going in the same direction. So he walked at a certain distance from me, continuing to ask for money. I continued to tell him I had already given him 5 and it should be enough for bread and such, and that I sincerely wish him all the best.

Later he threatened me further, saying that if I don't give him 5, he'll take all my money. I took that in, I felt it didn't bother me too much, so I answered I needed that money just as much as him, for bread and food. I was in fact headed for the market, to buy food. And he didn't do anything, just kept repeating the same threats and demands and I kept repeating the same facts.

My adrenaline was quite high I must say. But also I felt very centred, I didn't actually feel fear very much because he seemed more scared than me when people would walk by. It was a very good experience. Not to react to threats. Especially not to try to scare him or anything, just calmly letting him be there if that's what he wants. It might've confused him a bit, like he didn't know what to do next.

After a while I asked him about his age, where he was from, he asked me also. I don't know how honest he was in his answers, but it doesn't really matter. It took his focus from begging to just... walking and talking. Sometimes he'd ask for money again, at least 2 lei then, and I'd reassure him of my best wishes. One time he asked for a kiss. I told him I had a boyfriend and that he can have a kiss from his mother or sisters. He quickly said he had a girlfriend anyway.

I asked him why was he asking so much from me? What does he give? Anyway, guess what was in his bag? A loaf of bread. That he had asked the money for. Haha. I didn't mind.

I saw him as a person I happen to be talking to, because he's walking the same way. I wanted him to feel that and that I wish him all the best in his life, good luck, compassion and such. I don't know what effect it had on him and how much he believed me.

This experience felt like we broke some barriers, or, if not, we had a glimpse of what is beyond the roles we play. To him, I was a source of income. To me, he was a beggar and a threat. Walking down the street, we were forced to step out of our initial roles, and we became merely two strangers, who got to connect by chance, not very deeply, but it was enough to kick us a bit out of balance.

And then we walked on into our lives.

Nem csak zene van az mp3 lejátszómon! - It's not all just music on my mp3-player!

2011-03-20T18:06:00.004Z

Nemrég felfedeztem mennyi mindenre lehet felhasználni az mp3 lejátszót. Míg annak idején sok zenét hallgattam rajta – ami nagyon jól esett, ne tévesszen meg senkit -, most felfedeztem, hogy regényeket, beszédeket és komédiát is lehet hallgatni rajta.

Megosztom miket hallgattam mostanában.

Számos honlapról lehet ingyen letölteni hangoskönyveket (főként olyan művek, amelyeknél lejárt az 50 év szerzői jog). Régen nem gondoltam, hogy oda tudnék figyelni és regényt hallgatni (nem olvasni, nem látni a szavakat), de tényleg jól esik mosogatás, gyalogolás vagy pihenés közben hallgatni egy történetet.

A honlapok, amelyeket felfedeztem a librivox.org (több nyelvű könyvek, önkéntes alapon felolvasva), litteratureaudio.net (ha jól emlékszem csak francia) és a magyar elektronikus könyvtár: http://mek.niif.hu/keresesek/keresesf.phtml?formatum=MP3

Több francia regényt meghallgattam, mert szeretem hallani a nyelvet, meg rájöttem hogy kifejezetten hiányzott a francia nyelvtanulásomból az irodalom. Kevés francia nyelvű regényt olvastam, egy kezemen megszámolhatnám, valamint képregényeket (Asterix eredetiben nagyon jó móka), tankönyveket, újságokat, stb. Legutóbb A három testőrt hallgattam meg, (Alexandre Dumas) innen: http://librivox.org/les-trois-mousquetaires-by-alexandre-dumas/

A másik fajta anyagok, amiket hallgatok mondhatni hetente, azok beszédek, amelyek általában telefonon és interneten keresztül vevődnek fel – interjúk, bizonyos témák boncolgatása. Nagyon érdekes dolgokról lehet hallani, az emberi fejlődés elén levő egyénektől – s nem csak az csodálatos, amiről beszélgetnek, hanem nyíltságuk, tehetségük amint egymással találkoznak. Ezek főként az Egyesült Államokból vannak (tehát angolul), ezekről a honlapokról szoktam töltögetni:

http://www.daretoliveyou.com/mean-girl-cleanse/

http://beyondawakeningseries.com/

http://integrallife.com/

A harmadik dolog pedig teljes kikapcsolódás – alaposan megdolgozza a nevető izmokat – viszont ugyanakkor segít követni mi történik a nagyvilágban. Ez egy a Times honlapján hetente megjelenő „audió újság egy vizuális világnak”, neve: The Bugle. Vagyis egy „podcast”, egy adás felvétele, amit a hallgatók bármikor letölthetnek és meghallgatnatnak, nem a rádióban, hanem saját mp3 lejátszójukon, i-pod-jukon, számítógépükön. Fél óra komédia, angolul, picit nehéz megérteni, néha a humor fajtája miatt is, de amikor megérted, akkor nagyon intelligens módon, nevetve könyvelik el a hét híreit, néha pedig nagyon hülye vicceket tudnak kitalálni, olyankor már-már fájdalmas. A legújabb részben felolvasták az e-mailt amit küldtünk nekik (Nagyon jól esett!!). Innen lehet letölteni műsorokat:

http://podcast.timesonline.co.uk/rss/thebuglemp3.rss

Szegény hallgatósdi kütyüm hamarosan betölti a három évet (az mp3 lejátszóm), ami nagyonis ősinek számít. Ráadásul hiányzik a fő gombja (ki kellett operálni, mert beragadt), tehát valami hegyessel kell bekapcsoljam. A fülhallgatónak is fele elromlott és levágtam (fél füllel hallgatom). Nincs szívem újat venni, hisz jól szolgál még mindig szegény, mit csinálnék vele.

Te mit csinálsz mosogatás, gyalogolás vagy pihenés közben?

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Not long ago I discovered in how many ways you can use the mp3-player. While before I would listen to a lot of music on it – which was really good, don't misunderstand –, now I discovered that you can play novels, talks and comedy on it as well!

Let me share what I've been listening to nowadays.

You can download audiobooks from several websites (mainly works that have passed the 50 year copyright period). Before I wouldn't have thought that I could pay attention and listen to a novel (as opposed to reading one, seeing the words), but it's really nice to hear a story while washing up, walking or resting.

The websites I've discovered are librivox.org (audiobooks in several languages, read by volunteers), litteratureaudio.net (I think only in French) and the online Hungarian library: http://mek.niif.hu/keresesek/keresesf.phtml?formatum=MP3

I've listened to several French novels, because I like to hear the language, and I realised I really missed literature when I was learning of French. I read few novels in French, could count them on one hand, and comics (Asterix in original is real good fun), textbooks, newspapers, etc. The last audiobook I listened to was The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas, it's here: http://librivox.org/les-trois-mousquetaires-by-alexandre-dumas/

The other types of materials I listen to almost weekly are talks, which are recorded over the phone and internet – interviews, different people exploring diverse topics. You can hear very interesting things, from people at the leading edge of human evolution – and it's not just the things they talk about that are amazing, but their openness, and their talent in engaging fully with each other. These are recorded mainly in the United States (therefore in English), I download them from these websites:

http://www.daretoliveyou.com/mean-girl-cleanse/

http://beyondawakeningseries.com/

http://integrallife.com/

The third thing is complete fun – it definitely works the laughing muscles - but it also helps you keep up with things going on in the world. It is “an audio newspaper for a visual world” that appears weekly on the Times website, its name: The Bugle. It's a “podcast”, a recorded show that listeners can download and listen to any time, not on the radio, but on their own mp3-player ,i-pod or computer. Half hour comedy, in English, a bit difficult to understand (for non English natives), sometimes even because of the type of humour, but when you do understand, they present the week's news in a very intelligent way, laughing along, and sometimes they can come up with very silly jokes, puns, it's almost painful. In the last episode they read out our e-mail that we sent them (It was awesome!!). You can download episodes from:

http://podcast.timesonline.co.uk/rss/thebuglemp3.rss

(may contain some strong language)

My poor listening thingy will soon turn three (my mp3-player), which counts as quite ancient. Plus its main button is missing (it needed to be taken out because it got stuck), so I need to turn it on with something pointy. One of the earphones broke as well so I just cut it off (now I listen to it with one ear). I can't bring myself to buy a new one, because it serves me so well poor thing, what would happen to it.

What do you do while washing up, walking or resting?

Házunk előtt megy el a tejút - Our cottage is by the Milky Way

2011-02-15T14:28:00.003Z

Nyáron lefekvés előtt a házikó előtt pár perc alatt 6-7 hullócsillagot lehetett számlálni a sűrű égen. Egy idő után vagy eláll a nyakad, vagy elfogy a bátorságod kint álldogálni a sötétben.
Vasárnap reggel kihúztuk a függönyt és ment a kedvenc adásom: bárányfelhők úsztak át a kéken, fák lengették a szellőt. Mostanában valamivel korábban kelek és vörös az ég, néha ködös vagy havazik.
Ha vécére mentem ősszel, elnéztem amint falevelek csipogtak egyik ágról a másikra. Most már nem foglalkozom érdekes látnivalókkal, elvégzem a dolgom mielőtt hozzáfagynék az ülőkéhez – na nem na, múltkor -7 fokban teljesen tűrhető volt.
De a házikó nagyon hamar kimelegedik, alig kell tüzelni.
Néha látunk őzeket, elég közel a házhoz (megtalálod-e őket a képen?). Medvének csak nyomát láttuk, de annak is megvolt a varázsa. Egyszer láttunk egy baglyot az erdőben, csodálatos érzés volt. Talán azért, mert olyan titokzatos - ritkán látni ilyen állatokat élőben. Ezért mikor meglátok vaegyet, mintha kicsit megnyílna az erdő. Találkoztunk békával, pár viperával meg egérrel. Nyáron sok gyík sütkérezik a köveken. Télen többféle madár jön a borókafenyőre vagy a madáretetőre.

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In summer, you could count 6-7 shooting starts on the dense sky in a few minutes outside the cottage. After a while either your neck goes numb or you run out of bravery to stand outside in the darkness.
Sunday mornings we would pull the curtains and my favourite show would be on: fluffy clouds would swim across the blue, trees would swing in the breeze. Nowadays I wake up slightly earlier and the sky is red, sometimes it's foggy or snowing.
When I went to the toilet in autumn, I'd watch the leaves chirp from one branch to another. Now I don't occupy myself with interesting things to see, I do my job before I freeze to the toilet seat – oh not really, last time it was totally bearable in -7 degrees.
But the cottage heats up very quickly, we only need to have the fire going for a little while.
Sometimes we see deer, quite close to the cottage (can you spot them in the photo?). We've only seen the tracks of bears, but even that was magical. We saw an owl in the forest once, it felt amazing. Maybe because it's so mysterious – it's rare to see these animals in real life. That's why when I see one, it's as if the forest opens up a bit. We've seen frogs, a couple of adders and mice. In summer lots of lizards sit on rocks in the sun. In winter many types of birds come to the juniper tree or to the bird table.

Megyünk takarni

2010-07-27T00:04:00.005+01:00

[egy nyolc évvel ezelőtti fogalmazás]

Reggel felkeltem és rájöttem, hogy nem otthon vagyok, persze nagymamáéknál voltunk és éppen azelőtt való napon érkeztünk egy zsibbasztó út után. Mindenki felkelt már nyolc előtt, én még tízkor is lusta voltam felöltözni.
– Ez vakáció, én pihenni akarok!
– Mindjárt bejön papó és repülsz az ágyból! – mondta anyu fenyegetően.
– Ó, máris öltözöm.
Kimentem, reggeliztem, mindenki “megdícsérte” koránkelésem. Úgy tizenegy óra felé bejön Misi bátyám és nannyóhoz szól:
– Édesanya, hol a tarisznya? Megyünk a Ramocsa-tövére.
– Igen, ott az ajtó mögött.
– Hova? Takarni? Én is akarok! – szóltam bele.
– Én is! – utánozott öcsém.
Elmentünk takarni az egész családdal, csak nannyó maradt otthon, hogy finom vacsorát készítsen nekünk és különben is ő csak nagy ritkán, ha megforgatja a rendet.
A szekérre alig fértünk fel, én csakis azzal vagyok hajlandó utazni falun. Nem másért, de mikor hazamegyünk, én nem bírom ki, hogy ne szekerezzek egy kicsit, nagyon szeretem hallani a lovak ügetését, szeretem a szekér rázását a gidres-gödrös úton. Ha papóék mennek valahova, még ha nem is megyek velük, az utca végéig leszekerezem én is, majd gyalog visszamegyek. Nos, a Ramocsa-töve talán papóék legnagyobb földje és egy erdő mellett, a falutól nagyon távol van. A fű már le volt kaszálva, a rend szépen szétterítve. Mi meg kellett forgassuk. Anyuék neki is kezdtek a munkának, én még lustálkodtam, Misi bátyám pedig a kancát kötötte egy mogyoróbokorhoz, a csikót meg szabadon engedte. Sokat dolgoztunk, megforgattuk az egész rendet. Lacika, a hároméves kistestvérem egy bokor árnyékában ült és unatkozott, én néha odamentem pihenni. Miután befejeztük a forgatást, mindenki a bokor alá gyűlt és nekikezdtünk „ebédelni”, közben már délután volt. Szalonnát, paprikát, túrót, paradicsomot és persze kenyeret ettünk. Ahogy így leírom, most nem enném meg, de ott olyan finom volt, mintha királyi étek lett volna, hisz rendesen ki voltunk fáradva. Majd mindenki lefeküdt pihenni. Nagyon kellemes volt a szabad levegőn próbálni elaludni, de nekem valahogy nem sikerült, tehát felkeltem és elkezdtem gondolkodni, miket csináltunk más nyarakon itt. Eszembe jutottak szép emlékek, mint például az, hogy a közelben volt egy forrás és elmentünk volt oda is Miki bátyámmal és mennyi vízben jártunk. A gombaszedés is eszembe jutott, amikor az ottani erdőbe jártunk, majd utána nannyó többféleképpen megfőzte a sokféle gombát, én viszont nem bírtam megenni. Hát amikor tüzet raktunk és szalonát pörköltünk! Még most is összefut a nyálam! Miután meguntam a sok gondolkodást és légyhajtást, felálltam és mi volt a fejemben, nem tudom, de lefeküdtem a fűbe és begurultam a meredek oldalon. A fű torzsája összeszúrta derekamat, de kiszaladtam és begurultam újra és újra. Mások is ébredezni kezdtek én meg szédülni, úgyhogy leültem melléjük.
A férfiak szétnéztek és eldöntötték, hogy lehet összeszedni a rendet, mert estig haza kell menni és ki tudja milyen állatok járnak ide éjszaka! Én Józsit, a csikót tartottam szemmel, mert már eléggé nagy volt, ő is húzta a szekeret , tehát könnyen széttaposhatott volna és papó mindennap elmondta nekünk, milyen veszélyesek az állatok, hogy nem lehet megbízni bennük, de én valahogy mindig szembenéztem az állatokkal és szerénynek láttam őket. Ettől a csikótól azonban féltem, nem ismertem őt, láttam, hogy szeret szaladgálni. Laci közelében jártam, vigyázzak rá. Éppen gereblyéltem egyik boglya körül, amikor az a csikó mind közelebb és közelebb jött és mindenki megállt. A csikó egyenesen rám nézett 3-4 méter közelről. Megijedtem, de Misi bátyám, akiről elmondhatom, hogy szereti az állatait, azt mondta nekem:
Nyújtsd ki felé a tenyeredet!
Én félően megtettem, a ló meg kíváncsian, valami félelemmel nézett rám... Utána elment. Meg voltam ijedve, mégis nagyon kellemes volt végre szembenézni vele, olyan édes volt, gyerekes.
– Miért kellett kinyújtsam a kezem?
– Nem tudta, megharapjon-e vagy elszaladjon-e – felelte papó.
– Biztos azért figyelt meg úgy, mert ki van engedve a hajad – mondta Miki bátyám.
Kezdtük megrakni a szekeret, mert már minden boglyát kész volt, papó felmászott tapodni, körbe, szépen összeszedtük, én már nyávogtam a vége felé, hogy menjünk már haza, el voltam fáradva. Végül óriási nagy szekér szénát raktunk, persze felmásztunk a legtetejébe, papó hajtotta a lovakat, Lacit magam mellé vettem. Most a szekér nem rázott, mint amikor üresen volt, hanem altatóan hintáztatott minden kis gödörnél. Papó rám-rám szólt, hogy ne nyúljak a faágak után, mert leesek, öcsém kacarászott. Mentünk hazafelé, már ment le a nap a dombok mögé. Mikor beértünk a faluba egy új világ tárult elénk: minden udvarba beláttunk. Mindenkinek köszöntünk és szerényen bámultunk be a kapuk mögött táruló csűrök, kutak és állatok sokaságára. A mi udvarunkat is megbámultuk, valahogy másképp nézett ki magasabbról, mint amikor lent szaladgáltuk Lacival, ahogy hazaértünk a hosszú kocsiút után. Misi leugrott és kinyitotta a kaput. Nannyóka már várt az ajtó előtt, de én még hátrahintáztam a csűr ajtajáig a szekérrel. Előreszaladtam teljes sebességgel, talán gyorsabban is, mert lejt az út a csűrtől elé a házhoz, és berontottam az ajtón. A drága nannyó hígpalacsintát készített nekünk, az én kedvencem!
Végül fáradtan bújtunk ágyba és álmodoztunk arról, mi lesz a következő nap. Vajon felkelek majd én is időben?

2002
VIII osztály

The man who planted trees

2010-07-05T21:17:00.004+01:00

Magyarul is megvan.
On peut le regarder en français.

Prima zi

2010-07-02T18:26:00.005+01:00

începe ca o zi obişnuită. Ceva se mişcă în apropiere şi e timpul să te scoli. Mai savurezi un pic lumina caldă care pătrunde prin pleoapele tale. E o senzaţie plăcută, să pluteşti aşa, ca într-un vis.
După ceva vreme, observi că s-a schimbat ceva în jurul tău. Pentru prima oară de când eşti aici, te simţi destul de incomod, încerci să te mişti, dar nu-ţi mai găseşti locul.
Dintr-o dată se rupe ceva în lumea ta şi simţi o mare agitaţie. Nu înţelegi ce se întâmplă. Ai mai avut momente de nesiguranţă, când simţeai nevoia să dai din picioare cu toată puterea, acum însă situaţia devine de-a dreptul sufocantă!
Timpul trece foarte greu şi tu vrei doar să scapi cât mai repede de aici, să te simţi iar în largul tău, în siguranţă. Nu e altă cale: trebuie să treci printr-o strâmtoare, sperând că dincolo lumea e mai frumoasă.
Dar nu e uşor. După câteva minute sau poate ore de chin, eşti liber, în sfârşit. Lumea de aici e plină de necunoscut acum: simţi o adiere rece, o lumină mult mai puternică şi trebuie să ţipi cât poţi de tare! Mai simţi o durere în locul noului tău buric.
Eşti spălat şi înfăşurat în ceva aspru, apoi eşti aşezat în braţele mamei... Guşti laptele cald care te calmează-ntro clipită şi auzi cum în apropiere bate inima care te-a crescut. Eşti totuşi în siguranţă.
Adormi liniştit, în sfârşit.

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

The first day
begins like any other day. Something moves nearby and it's time to wake up, but you enjoy a bit more the light shining in through your eyelids. It's a nice feeling to float like this, as if in a dream.
After a while, you notice that something changed around you. For the first time since you're here, you feel quite uncomfortable, you try to move, but you can't find your place.
Suddenly something breaks in your world and you feel a great disturbance. You don't understand what's happening. You've had moments of uncertainty before, when you needed to kick with your legs as hard as you could, but now the situation is becoming rather suffocating!
Time passes very slowly and all you want is to get out of here as quick as possible, to feel relaxed again, and safe. There is no other way: you must go through an opening, hoping that the world's better on the other side.
But it's not easy. After a few minutes or maybe hours of suffering, you are finally free. This world is full of unknown now: you feel a cool breeze, much brighter light and you need to scream as hard as you can! And you feel an ache in the spot of your new navel.
You're washed and covered in something rough, then you are put into your mother's arms... You taste the warm milk that calms you in a moment and you hear the heart that raised you beating nearby. You are safe after all.
You finally fall asleep, relaxed.

nini - uite

2010-06-26T20:21:00.005+01:00

Régebb arról írtam, „be the change you want to see in the world”, azaz légy te magad a változás, amit szeretnél látni a világban. Ha valamin változtatni akarsz, magadon van a legnagyobb hatalmad. Minden „ma”, minden pillanatban döntéseket hozol. Ezek pedig teljesen szabadok lehetnek, ha engeded. Nincs érv a cselevés ellen - hogy te soha nem tettél ilyent, vagy félsz, vagy úgysem ér semmit - hanem csak a „miért ne?”...

Ez volt a mai beszéd szép része. Ki lehetne bővíteni de mást akartam leírni.

Továbbra is kikötöm: írásom monológ jellegű, ilyenkor magammal beszélek hehe, nem tanácsolgatok másoknak. Ilyent csak magamnak engedhetek meg. :P

Pár hónappal ezelőtt volt, a Romana felé menet, de lehetne bármikor, bárhol. Megláttam a buszon két fiatal fiút, de még olyan licisek lehettek. Az olyan típus, aki úgy valahogy felhívja a figyelmet, különlegességével. Valami furcsa módon kicsit büszke vagyok, mikor érdekes öltözetű, esetleg hosszúhajú, friss embereket látok és úgy képzelem talán személyiségük is olyan érdekes, mint kinézetük. Nem mintha a látszat alapján ítélném meg az embereket, de mégis néha felfigyelek bizonyos emberekre és magamban elmosolyodok, gondolván... lehet érdekes dolgok járnak néha fejükben, talán valami nagyon eredetivel is foglalkoznak, mittomén.

Leszállok, elmegyek feltölteni a buszra, metróra való kártya-pénztárcát, s mikor megyek vissza, nem is tudom milyen dolgom volt... hát látom, hogy az egyik menő kölyök az előbbiek közül gond nélkül ledob a földre egy kiürített cigisdobozt.

Nemtom, lehet nem vagyok normális DE ÚGY FELDÜHÖDTEM!!! És nem csináltam semmit. Mondjuk jó csúnyán rájuk néztem. (hatásos nézésem tud lenni, de hát az csak nézés)

Nagyon jött hogy odamenjek, felvegyem a földről és visszaadjam neki, hogy „leejtetted ezt!”. De nem tettem, nem volt merszem. Hogy lehet, hogy jó fejeknek néztek ki és ennyire parasztok??

(Ha parasztoknak néztek volna ki, akkor is felhúzódom, de kitudja. De hogy néznek ki a parasztok? Kényes téma az emberek külalakját taglalni. Ki mint képzeli, úgy gondolja.)

Szóval. Igazán fel kellett volna vegyem és a kezükbe nyomjam, nem volt vesztenivalóm. Kicsit lehet vagy kiröhögnek vagy megharagusznak, sakkó mi. Legalább tettem volna valamit hahaha.

Azóta még legalább kétszer előfordult, hogy körülöttem levő gyalogosok véletlenül vagy tudatosan szemeteltek és ez által taposták az idegeimet. Mert minden alkalommal jött, hogy felvegyem. És nem tettem. És mindig mondtam, hogy majd következőben.

Valamikor majd megteszem. (S felhúzok egy tudatlan szemetelőt. hehe)

Amúgy is minek vagyok olyan érzékeny? Úgyis majd valaki összegyűjti. Úgyis a szemétdombra kerül. De valahogy ez a nemtörődömség, a tisztelet teljes hiánya a körülötted levő helyek és emberek iránt... no. Dejó hogy van blog ahol kiírjam magamból hahaha

Szemetelők, legyetek résen! Lehet elkaplak! És idegesítő lesz! :P

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

Mai demult am scris despre „be the change you want to see in the world”, adică fii schimbarea pe care vrei s-o vezi în lume. Dacă vrei să schimbi ceva, cel mai la îndemână eşti tu însuţi. În fiecare „azi”, în fiecare moment iei decizii. Iar acestea pot fi cu totul libere, dacă îţi permiţi acest lucru. Nu există argumente împotriva acţiunii – că tu n-ai făcut aşa ceva niciodată, că ţi-e frică, că nu merită - ci numai un „de ce nu?”...

Asta a fost partea frumoasă a discursului de azi. Aş mai putea adăuga, dar vroiam să scriu despre altceva.

Subliniez că scrierile mele au în continuare un caracter de monolog, vorbesc cu mine însumi lol, nu arunc cu sfaturi la alţii. Nu-mi permit să fac aşa ceva. :P

S-a întâmplat acum câteva luni în drum spre Romană, dar s-ar putea întâmpla oriunde, oricând. Am văzut în autobuz doi băieţi tineri, probabil liceeni. Genul care atrage atenţia prin originalitate. În mod straniu sunt un pic mândră când văd oameni proaspeţi, cu îmbrăcăminte interesantă, poate cu părul lung, şi-mi imaginez poate şi personalitatea le e la fel de interesantă ca înfăţişarea. Nu de parcă i-aş judeca pe oameni după aparenţe, dar totuşi uneori observ anumiţi oameni şi-mi zâmbesc gândinu-mă... poate uneori le vin idei interesante şi poate se ocupă uneori cu chestii originale, ştiu eu.

Cobor, mă duc să-mi încarc cardul de metrou şi autobuz şi când mă întorc, nu mai ştiu ce treburi aveam... şi văd că unul dintre tipii cool de dinainte aruncă fără nicio problemă o cutie cu ţigări terminată pe jos.

Nu ştiu, oi fi eu ciudată, DAR M-AM ENERVAT AŞA ÎNTR-UN HAL! Şi n-am făcut nimic. Da, m-am uitat la ei urât de tot. (pot să mă uit aşa cu efect, dar e doar o privire)

Îmi venea să mă duc la ei, să ridic cutia de pe jos şi să le-o dau înapoi zicând „ţi-a căzut asta!”. Dar n-am făcut nimic, n-am avut tupeu. Cum se poate că arătau de treabă şi sunt atât de ţărani??

(Dacă arătau ca nişte ţărani, tot mă enervam, dar cine ştie. Dar cum arată nişte ţărani? Nu e bine să discuţi aspectul fizic al oamenilor. Fiecare cum îşi imaginează.)

Deci. Ar fi trebuit să-i înmânez gunoiul, nu aveam nimic de pierdut. Poate râdeau de mine sau se enervau, care-i problema? Măcar făceam ceva lol.

De atunci s-a mai întâmplat cel puţin de două ori ca pietonii din jurul meu să arunce intenţionat sau din greşeală gunoiul pe stradă şi să mă calce pe nervi. De fiecare dată îmi venea să le ridic obiectul respectiv. Şi n-am făcut-o. Şi-mi ziceam: data viitoare.

O voi face mai devreme sau mai târziu. (Şi voi enerva un trecător lol)

Da de ce sunt aşa de sensibilă? Oricum gunoiul ăla va fi adunat. Oricum ajunge la groapa de gunoi. Dar nepăsarea asta, lipsa totală de respect faţă de locurile şi persoanele care te înconjoară... asta e. Ce bine c-am un blog să le scriu pe astea lol.

Voi, care aruncaţi gunoi pe stradă! Vă previn! Dacă vă prind ar putea fi enervant! :P

the freedom that we gain when we move through fear

2010-05-10T11:30:00.004+01:00

http://www.seizetheday.org/

nem vagyok lírai én

2010-01-17T00:05:00.005Z

Nincsen apám, se anyám,
se istenem, se hazám,
se bölcsőm, se szemfedőm,
se csókom, se szeretőm.
(J.A.)

Nincs színem, se nemzetem
se korom, se méretem,
se helyem, se vallásom,
se jövőm, s biztonságom.

nem vagyok senki.
nem vagyok önmagam.

ami mindig van, volt és lesz,
az velem is, nélkülem is meglesz.

nem vagyok.
csak az élet.

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

Without father without mother
without God or homeland either
without crib or coffin-cover
without kisses or a lover
(A.J.)

Without colour without nation,
without safety or religion,
without size and without age,
without future or a place.

I'm nobody.
I'm not myself.

that which is, was and will be,
with or without me, it shall well be.

I am not.
but life.

procrastinating*

2010-01-07T21:09:00.005Z

= to put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness.

...or out of being terrified you might not be able to finish it. twisted

Nicu Alifantis - Ce bine ca esti

*this is not a cry for help, it's just the new word of the day!

2009-12-16T15:05:00.002Z

Megjelent egy cikkem az Új Magyar Szó Kisebbség mellékletében!

Magyar filmhét Bukarestben

http://umsz.manna.ro/kisebbseg/magyar_filmhet_bukarestben_2009_12_15.html

scaredy dog

2009-10-12T17:59:00.004+01:00

na ezt muszáj elmesélnem, kár hogy nem filmeztem le!
ma este szórakozunk a családdal

mi bent voltunk a szobában, ki-ki végezte a saját dolgát (számítógép, tv) s anyu kért, hogy menjünk vacsorázni. közben apu felfigyelt hogy nagyon ugat a kutya kinn a konyhában. rá se bagóztunk előszór s még hagytuk anyut várjon, majd meglátjuk, nem lehet semmi komoly. hát kimegyünk a konyhába te, s szegény kutya úgy reszket s közelíti a tálját de fél tőle - úgy el kezdtünk röhögni! gondolkozom mi lehet, valami bogár lenne a tányér alatt? (sose voltak bogaraink, de más mi ijesztette volna meg?) de szegény úgy reszketett akart venni az ételből s ugrott el a táltól! s vett el egy-egy darab kutyakaját na s öcsi mondja hogy van ott valami fehér mint a rágógumi, vegyük ki, attól fél, nagyon megsajnálta Borkát. mi apámmal meg röhögtünk, szakadtunk meg. s hát odamegyek, elveszem a fehér valamit...

s hát egy darab fokhagyma!! s beleharapott szegény!!! úgy reszketett s ugrott el a tányértól, alig mert enni belőle. óriásit röhögtünk, öcsi haragudt hogy röhögünk rajta, anyu is. kimostam a tálat, kivettem a kaját s sokat nyugtatgattam. sokat szaglászta a tálat miután kimostam, de elfogadta. Szegény azt hitte valami megtámadta belőle!!! úgy került a kajája közé a fokhagyma, hogy kitettünk neki egy darabot a töltött bárányból :P

thanklist

2009-10-10T23:06:00.007+01:00

Donna Summer - I feel love

hát sziasztok. :) telnek a napok, hónapok, szép az élet, változatos. meghűltem. csak az öcsém a hibás, meg talán apám s a munkatársak, mindenki aki meg volt hűlve s akitől elkaptam. sokat tüsszentek s folyik az orrom értitek-e. kellemetlen.
érdekes, tán idegesítő ötletem támadt: listát írok arról, ami jól esett az elmúlt napokban, amiért hálás vagyok. most jutott eszembe egy név is neki: thanklist

nagyon szép volt ma a régizene próba, igazi kihívás azokat az műveket eljátszani, de amikor összeáll, sok-kis munka után, az gyönyörű
találkoztam Eszterrel, nem találkozom vele eléggé gyakran és mindig marad dolog, amit nem sikerül rendesen megbeszélni
kinyomtattam képeket az elmúlt évből emléknek és beletettem egy albumba, nagyon jól esik látni elmúlt pillanatokat
egyszer sem tüsszentettem és nem kellett orrot fújnom több mint másfél óráig, míg a film tartott (amit Eszterrel néztünk meg) - valószínű annyira lekötötte a figyelmem. jó volt utána rájönni, hogy volt egy szortyogásmentes másfél órám :) szívem repdes az örömtől.
mikor hazaértem, beszéltem egyet anyuval meg apuval, öcsi is megölelgetett, ők már kigyógyultak a hűlésből és - apu volt vásárolni és vett Tofiffee-t, Heidi csokit es After eight-et meg narancsot es finom vizet! főztem magamnak teát is.

és persze a lista folytatódhat, nagyon nagyon hosszú. ezek nem azért hogy dicsekedjek milyen jó nekem. hanem... megosztom kis örömeimet és biztatok mindenkit, hogy ilyesmiben lelje örömét és vegye észre ezeknek a pici dolgoknak az értékét :) akár hozzászólásban írhattok ti is hasonlót.

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

well hello there. :) days and months pass by, life's good, different every day.
I've got a cold. my brother's the one to blame, and maybe dad and people at work, everyone who used to have a cold and gave it to me. I keep sneezing and my nose is runny. not nice.
I've got an interesting, maybe annoying idea: I'll write a list about things that felt good in the past few days, things I'm thankful for. and I just came up with a name for it, too: thanklist

early music practice was very nice today, quite a challenge to play those songs, but when it all comes together after more or less work, it's beautiful
I met up with Eszter, I don't see her often enough and there are always things that we can't talk through well enough
I printed photos from last year to remember things and put them in an album, it feels really nice seeing past moments
I didn't sneeze once and I didn't need to blow my nose for more than an hour and a half while the film lasted (the one we watched with Eszter) - it probably caught all my attention. it was nice realising afterwards that I had a runny-nose-free hour and a half :) my heart is light with happiness.
when I got home I spoke with mum and dad, my brother gave me a few hugs, too, they're over with the cold and - dad had been shopping and he bought Tofiffee, Heidi chocolate and After eight and oranges and tasty water! and I made myself some tea, too.

and of course the list can go on, it's very very long. it's not for saying I'm very lucky. but... I'm sharing my little joys and I'm encouraging everyone to enjoy such things and notice the value of these little things :) you can write similar things in comments.

Through the air

2009-09-08T20:05:00.002+01:00

http://www.myspace.com/ceilidhjoandthe

as I say the words, meaning fades away
as I say the words, meaning fades away
so I hum alone gently in the tune
sing a poem from the sun to the moon
you are, I am
you are, I am

well I'm tired of situations, how to wear my hair
judgements and false conceptions
change is rolling
through the air
through the air

there are futures in the pictures rolling through my mind
there are meanings and coincidences
it'll be fine
it'll be fine
you are, I am
you are, I am

van a "blabla"-nak magyar megfelelője?

2009-09-07T12:10:00.004+01:00

mindenkinek eljön időnként az az időszak, amikor mindent elcsesz. legalábbis az idejét.

totál zombi vagyok, észre se veszem hogy telnek a napok, beszélnek velem az emberek. valami robotként reagálok, válaszolok, csinálom amit kell. tán lassanként kifogy belőlem is a lelkesedés?

fogjuk rá, hogy azért vagyok agyilag zokni, mert sok filmet néztem a hétvégén.
fogjuk rá az időre.
fogjuk rá a bizonytalanság-érzetre, ami a legnagyobb biztonságban is mindig ott van a háttérben.
ki nem állhatom a félelmet. nagyon ritkán jön elő, de akkor erős ugye, mert van. aztán bújkál megint.

nem divat a boldogság
ha valaki elmondja, hogy minden olyan jól kijön és egészséges és nem fáj a foga se a feje és van szabadideje és van családja és szerelme - az egyenesen unalmas. jön, hogy azt mondd: sakkó mi?
szerintem.

de az se áll jól, ha valaki siránkozik.
tehát mi az elvárt típus-viselkedés, ami normális? szociológus kellett volna legyek. vagy ki az aki ilyen kérdésekkel foglalkozik? valami kutató fajta. óh de minek is válaszolni bármilyen kérdésre? szerintem a kérdések nem azért vannak hogy helyesen válaszoljunk. hanem kitaláljunk valamit, ami jól hangzik és elképzelhető. egy szép mese :)

hehe.

they're building a wall

2009-09-02T17:59:00.013+01:00

Na ez a blog valóban inkább a semmihez közelített az utóbbi időben.

Rámjött és elmondok valamit, ami eléggé elszomorított. Mióta hazaérkeztem külföldről, a házunk mögött és körül megjelent egy kerítés. El nem mondhatom, mennyire rosszul esik. Az utóbbi időben ebben a városban az emberek megbolondultak és mindent!!! elkerítenek. Kétségbe vagyok esve belül, de nem nagyon mutatom ki, me' hát bolondnak néznének. De ezek a kerítések elveszik a szabadságomat. Annyira jól esett tudni, hogy mehetek amerre jól esik, bármelyik ház fele a tömbház háta mögött, átgyalogolhatok a másik utcába a fák és növények között, igazán szép helynek számított ez a része Bukarestnek. De most jobban hasonlít egy börtönhöz, mint egy lakónegyedhez.

Mindig azt mondogatom, milyen jó volt kiskoromban, mert annyit bújócskáztunk, ismertem az utcának minden zugát, tudtam hogy bújjak el a kocsik mögé - most úgy parkolnak, hogy járda nincs, még a kocsik között elmenni sincs hely; tudtam melyik lépcsőházban hova lehet elbújni - azok most majdnem mind zárva, aztán régen tudtam a kódokat is egyesekhez, de akárhogy, most nem mernék bemenni egyikbe sem. Nagyon idegen, harapós hangulata van mindennek, pedig nincsenek már kóbor kutyák az utcánkban. Nem is tudnának itt élni, úgy el van barikádozva minden ház, csak a macskák tudnak valamennyire átmászni a kerítések alatt. Leginkább pedig azt élveztem bújócskázás közben, hogy elmentem egyik épület mögé és ott úgy végig tudtam menni a blokkok mögött, hogy néha körbejártam az összeset, az utca másik végén átmentem és visszaosontam túloldalon mikor már azt se tudták hol keressenek. Csodálatos volt. De most minden, de minden ház el van kerítve, a kapuk le vannak lakatolva. A gyerek, ha át is tudna mászni, nem mer, mert "vaddisznók" laknak minden házban (így hívom a rosszindulatú szomszédokat) és rádkiábálnak és a hideg kiráz ha arra méssz. El se mondom hány rossz, nagyon rossz élményben volt része szegény öcsémnek, meg anyunak. Szörnyű látni mennyi gonoszság lakik egyesekben, hogy képesek bárkihez "odaharapni", aki házuk tájékán jár. És sajnos ilyenkor az első reakcióm nagyon agresszív, de visszatartom magam, hisz nem vagyok vadember. De ők biztos nem úgy viselkednek, mint civilizált, felnőtt emberek, ezt tényleg nem mondhatnám. Ráadásul ezek nem is magán házak, csak tömbházak, nem kéne el legyenek kerítve!!! Teljesen szabad bárkinek járkálni ezek a házak között és körül, közös terület. De az emberek falakat építettek maguk köré és kizárják az életet és csak csend legyen és ne mozduljon semmi...

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Păi blogul ăsta arată mai mult a nimic în ultima vreme.

Îmi vine să scriu despre ceva ce m-a întristat destul de mult. De când m-am întors din străinătate a apărut un gard în spatele şi în jurul casei noastre. Nici nu pot spune cât de rău mă simt din cauza acestuia. În ultima vreme oamenii din oraşul ăsta au înnebunit şi îngrădesc tot!!! Înăuntru sunt exasperată, dar nu prea arăt că oamenii m-ar crede nebună. Dar gardurile astea îmi iau libertatea. Îmi plăcea aşa de mult să ştiu că pot să merg în orice direcţie îmi place, spre orice clădire din spatele blocului, pot să merg pe jos până pe strada cealaltă printre copaci şi plante, partea asta a Bucureştiului era cu adevărat frumoasă. Dar acum seamănă mai mult cu o închisoare decât cu un cartier de reşedinţă.

Mereu spun ce bine era când eram mică, ne-am jucat aşa de mult de-a v-aţi ascunselea de cunoşteam fiecare părticică a străzii, ştiam cum să mă ascund după maşini – care acum sunt parcate acum de nici nu mai există trotuarul şi nici să treci printre maşini nu poţi; ştiam în care scară unde să mă ascund – acum mai toate sunt încuiate, apoi mai ştiam codurile demult la unele, dar oricum acum n-aş avea curajul să intru în niciuna. Totul are un sentiment aşa de străin şi de arţăgos, deşi nu mai sunt câini vagabonzi. Nici n-ar putea să trăiască aici, fiecare casă e aşa baricadată, doar pisicile mai pot să treacă cât de cât pe sub garduri. Iar cel mai mult îmi plăcea când jucam v-aţi ascunselea, că mă duceam după o clădire şi acolo puteam să tot merg până la sfârşitul străzii, acolo treceam şi mă întorceam în spatele blocurilor pe partea cealaltă, de ceilalţi nici nu mai ştiau unde să mă caute. Era superb. Dar acum fiecare casă e îngrădită, porţile au lacăte. Un copil, chiar de-ar putea să se caţăre, n-are curajul, că sunt „mistreţi” în fiecare casă (aşa-i numesc pe vecinii răuvoitori) şi ţipă la tine dacă te duci încolo. Mai bine nici nu vă spun câte experienţe neplăcute a avut săracul de frati-miu şi mama. E cumplit să vezi câtă răutate e în unii, că sunt capabili să „atace” pe oricine care trece în faţa casei lor. Şi din păcate prima mea reacţie e să devin foarte agresivă, dar mă controlez că doar nu sunt o sălbatică. Dar ei sigur nu se comportă ca nişte oameni civilizaţi, maturi, asta chiar n-aş putea zice. În plus astea nici nu sunt case private, ci blocuri, n-ar trebui să fie îngrădite!!! E liber să te plimbi între şi în jurul acestor clădiri, e teren comun. Dar oamenii au constuit ziduri în jurul lor şi se izolează de viaţă şi să fie doar linişte şi să nu mai mişte nimic...

healing

2009-04-30T12:56:00.003+01:00

This little thing caught my eye and I feel the need to show it to you.

A cancer cell is a normal cell disconnected from its genetic memory, cut off from the wisdom of millions of years of evolutionary development. It doesn't cooperate in harmony with the rest of the body. It experiences itself as separate from the body, overpopulates, and consumes the organism which supports it. Cancer eventually kills itself by consuming its own environment. — Brian Patrick

I found it on The Big Picture.

what I say is... we are like cancer cells. because as long as we don't "cooperate in harmony" with nature, as long as we think of ourselves as "separate" from everything else... well you can see where we are going.

I hope we can connect to the wisdom that we are part of a bigger story, a bigger organism, and allow our environment to heal. Let's heal together...

Be the change you want to see in the world

2009-04-24T22:58:00.004+01:00

(Mahatma Gandhi)

feel the depth of those words for a second...
let me explain a bit, the way I understand it:

how would you like the world to be? how would you change it? starting from simple, everyday things: I wish people washed their dishes after using them. I wish people didn't smoke so much. I wish streets were cleaner. I wish people were more smiling and positive. continue. start thinking about things you would change.

and when you think it through, with all your heart, what would be right in the world... be that thing. wash the dishes, don't smoke, keep clean, smile and think positive, and anything else, make it personal. be what you want the world to be, right now. and people will see that and be influenced. or even if they don't seem to notice, you will still have changed something for the better, you will feel content (and strong, and right).

also remember that you are (part of) the world.

csak mondom - doar zic aşa

2009-04-11T12:12:00.005+01:00

Google-on mindig süt a nap

Az utóbbi időben észrevettem, hogy kicsit néha gyakrabban követek el hibákat amikor írok a billentyűzeten. Sőt, amint ezt a mondatot írtam legalább ötször félreütöttem valamit. Ilyen buta hibákat, mint huulám.

5 napig nem leszek itt

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pe Google e soare mereu

În ultima vreme am observat că fac mai des greşeli când scriu la tastatură. Acum cum am scris propoziţia asta, am tastat greşit câte ceva cel puţin de 5 ori. Greşeli prostuţe ca de exemplu vval.

n-o să fiu 5 zile pe net

es akkor - si atunci - and then

2009-03-30T01:13:00.006+01:00

készítettem magamnak egy forró teát és mikor feljöttem gondoltam jól esne ezt valahogy így leírni...

ma este kicsit olyan érzésem volt, mintha lázam lenne, ezért úgy döntöttem igazán lefeküdhetek korán. valójában tegnap este is így voltam valahogy, 9től 10ig aludtam, de felkeltem, felöltöztem, és elmentünk buliba :) és teljesen elmúlt az a láz érzés, nagyon jól szórakoztam, ez egyszer táncoltunk is végre! s képzeld egy indiai fiúval táncoltam salsa-t! hahaha... nagyon szeretem ha forgatnak :) s hát ma is úgy elővett a láz érzés, hogy kicsit ráz a hideg de belül forrónak érzem magam, és 10kor lefeküdtem. nem aludtam valami jól, ha egyáltalán aludtam, ja! csak azért tudom, hogy valamennyit aludtam, mert azt álmodtam, hogy Roxi bekopog és megmondom neki hogy lehet kicsit beteg vagyok és be jól esne egy forró tea... és reméltem, hogy megesik rajtam a szíve, és valóban hozott nekem álmomban teát és volt kekszem is az asztalon. és éjfélkor felnéztem az órámra, és elgondolkoztam, hogy furcsa, hogy nem alszom... mert én általában úgy alszom, mint akit leütöttek. mondjuk az is igaz, hogy tegnap hajnali 6kor feküdtem le, mert ugye előre is vittük az órát és fél 6kor értünk haza a buliból - az is érdekes volt, hajnalban mind a 6an egyenest a konyhába mentünk, valamit inni megmi :) és persze utána egy órakor keltem fel. tehát érthető lehet, hogy nemigen akaródzik, hogy elaludjak. de általában nem akadály ha egykor kelek, hogy 10kor lefeküdjek. namindegy, éjfél után megint próbáltam aludni, nem tudom mennyire sikerült, de 2kor megint ránéztem az órára s úgy döntöttem, ez nem megy. mert közben énekeltem a fejemben, többek között az új népdalt, aminek a szövegét Bori elküldte pár órával korábban. kicsit felkeltem az ágyból, kinyitottam az ablakot, hátha egy kis friss levegő jót tesz s felnéztem a csillagokra. nagyon tetszenek a csillagok, hát rájuk mosolyogtam egyet.

és akkor rámkacsintott az ég - láttam egy hulló csillagot :)

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mi-am făcut un ceai fierbinte şi când m-am întors m-am gândit c-ar fi bine să scriu asta cam aşa...

astă seară mă simţeam un pic de parcă aş fi avut febră, deci m-am decis să mă culc mai devreme. de fapt şi ieri seara eram cam aşa, am dormit de la 9 la 10, apoi m-am trezit, m-am îmbrăcat şi ne-am dus la o petrecere :) şi senzaţia de febră a trecut de tot, m-am distrat mult, de data asta am şi dansat, in sfârşit! şi imaginează-ţi c-am dansat salsa cu un băiat indian! hahaha... îmi place foarte mult dacă mă învârte cineva :) şi azi la fel m-a luat senzaţia asta de febră, am nişte frisoane dar înăuntru mă simt fierbinte, şi m-am culcat la 10. n-am dormit prea bine, dac-am dormit, de fapt ştiu c-am dormit doar fiindcă am visat că Roxi bate la uşă şi eu îi spun că poate sunt un pic bolnavă şi vai ce bine mi-ar face un ceai fierbinte... şi speram să i se facă milă de mine, şi într-adevăr mi-a adus un ceai în vis şi aveam şi nişte biscuiţi pe masă. la miezul nopţii m-am uitat la ceas şi m-am gândit că e cam ciudat că nu dorm... că de obicei dorm ca un buştean. dar sinceră să fiu, ieri m-am culcat la 6 dimineaţa, că ştii am dat ceasul înainte şi am ajuns acasă de la petrecere la 5 jumate, şi faza aia a fost interesantă, când în zori toţi 6 ne-am dus în bucătărie să bem ceva şi chestii :) şi desigur m-am trezit la unu, deci pot să înţeleg că nu prea mi-e chef să adorm. dar de obicei dacă mă trezesc la unu asta nu mă opreşte să mă culc la 10. oricum, după miezul nopţii am încercat iar s-adorm, nu ştiu cât mi-a reuşit, dar la 2 m-am uitat iar la ceas şi m-am decis că asta nu merge. fiindcă între timp mai şi cântam în cap, printre altele noul cântec popular al cărui text mi l-a trimis Bori în urmă cu câteva ore. m-am trezit un pic din pat, am deschis geamul, să iau nişte aer proaspăt şi m-am uitat la stele. îmi plac foarte mult stelele, le-am zâmbit un pic.

şi atunci cerul mi-a făcut cu ochiul - am văzut o stea căzătoare :)

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made some hot tea and when I got back I thought it would feel good to write this down somehow like this...

this evening I had a bit a feeling like I had a fever, so I decided to go to bed early. actually yesterday I felt somewhat similar, I slept from 9 to 10, but I woke up, got dressed and we went to a party :) and the fever feeling disappeared, I had a great time, this time we even danced, finally! and I danced salsa with an Indian boy! hahaha... I really like it if somebody spins me around :) and today I was feeling like having a fever again, like some chills and hot on the inside, so I went to bed at 10. I didn't sleep that well, if I did at all. oh! I only know I slept a bit because I dreamt Roxi knocked on my door and I told her I was a bit ill and I'd love some hot tea... and I hoped she would feel sorry for me, and she really brought me tea in my dream and I also had biscuits on my table. so at midnight I looked at the time and I thought it's weird that I'm not sleeping... because I usually sleep like a baby. well it's true that yesterday I went to sleep at 6 in the morning, because we changed to daylight saving time and got home from the party at half to 6 – that was interesting, too, all 6 of us went straight to the kitchen in the morning to drink something and all :) of course afterwards I woke up at one o'clock. so it's understandable that I didn't really feel like sleeping. but it usually doesn't bother me if I wake up at one I can go to sleep at 10. anyway, after midnight I tried to sleep again, don't know how that went, but at 2 o'clock I looked at the time again and I decided it's not working. because I was also singing in my head, amongst others the new traditional song to which Bori sent me the lyrics few hours earlier. I got out of bed a bit, opened the window, thinking some fresh air might do me some good and I looked up at the stars. I like the stars a lot, so I smiled at them.

and then the sky winked at me – I saw a shooting star :)

2009-03-28T19:00:00.001Z

Salut,

Aţi auzit vreodată faza "România e o ţară frumoasă - păcat că e locuită"? Ei bine, câteva dintre colegele mele din Bucureşti au început să lucreze la un proiect pentru a şterge această frază tristă. Cei de la reACT luptă pentru Bunul Simţ şi împotriva Nesimţirii! Pentru a ne educa pe noi toţi să ne deschidem un pic ochii şi să încercăm să devenim mai buni. După părerea mea această iniţiativă nu este numai pentru o "capitală Europeană", ci e important să înţelegem că dacă vrem să ne simţim bine în oraşul nostru şi în ţara noastră, trebuie să ne schimbăm noi înşine.
Iată blogul lor: http://reactionam.wordpress.com/

both

2009-03-26T11:54:00.008Z

I feel BOTH

that this is just one possibility AND that it's the only one

weak AND strong

that I want to give up AND that I want to fight

repulsed AND attracted

that we're all strangers AND that we can connect in amazing ways

uncertain AND confident

nothing is absolutely white or black

all is but a mixture of colours

a mixture of feelings and thoughts

some of them grow stronger while others fade

we can say it's our choice AND that it was meant to be

madarak - birds

2009-03-15T02:42:00.005Z

Csomó gondolat van a fejemben, egyszerre. S úgy élvezem. Kicsit idegesítő, hogy ahhoz, hogy kifejezzem, leírjam, egymás után kell vegyem. Nem lehet egyszerre.

Az utóbbi időben nagyon nagyon későn fekszem le. Nem egyébért, de sztrájk van Franciaországban az egyetemeken, ha nem tudtátok volna, szóval megengedhetem magamnak, hogy későn is keljek fel. Itt Lorientben két hete nincs mozgás. Azaz van, egy kis adag egyetemista nagyon kitartóan elzárta az egyetem épületeinek a bejáratát, ott alsznak, meg minden, olyan mint egy igazi forradalom. És nagyon élvezik. Eleinte kíváncsian néztem, hogy ezek az emberek mennyire kitartóak, magabiztosak, hogy ha valamit el akarnak érni, hisznek benne és nekiállnak és forradalmat csinálnak, nem vicc. Vagyis egy hónappal ezelőtt kezdtek nagy gyűléseket csinálni és szavazni, hogy mit akarnak tenni. És felvonulni meg minden. Kicsit röhejes, mert úgy hallottam hogy nem nagyon sokan mentek el a felvonulásra. De van mondom egy adag egyetemista aki nagyon aktívan részt vesz az egészben. De a többség szórakozik, vakációzik, akárcsak én. Nekem mondjuk szabad, nincs semmi komoly okom, amiért részt kéne vegyek a sztájkon vagymi, mert nem az én harcom. Lehet kitarthatnék mellettük megmi, de valójában nekem nem segít ez az egész, ha objektíven nézem. Tisztelem a céljaikat, nem zavar (egyelőre) de én elméletileg azért jöttem ide, hogy tanuljak, nem hogy vakációzzak. De perpillanat nagyon megfelel. Viszont ha nem fejezik be hamarosan... mondjam úgy, hogy nem engedhetem meg magamnak hogy itt maradjak, ha esetleg kitolódik a félév hossza. De remélem nem fog ez bekövetkezni. Amúgy a külföldi egyetemisták nagy része kicsit röhög az egészen. Mert úgy néz ki mintha a franciák csak lustulni akarnának! Szal ilyenkor kiderül hogy bizonyos sztereotípusok valósak, a franciák sokat sztrájkolnak. Ilyenek ők, mit csinálj. Részben tanulni lehet belőle, felnézni rájuk, mert nem hagyják magukat olyan könnyen, kitartóak. De azért egy idő után nagyon röhejes. Főleg hogy a kormány számba se veszi őket. S egyáltalán, túlzásba viszik.

Másik dolog. Minden nap halasztom azt, hogy boltba menjek. És ha elmegyek, a legolcsóbb dolgokat veszem, szó szerint a legolcsóbb kenyeret, a legolcsóbb almát. Például ma nagyon nagyon lett volna kedvem csokit (v)enni. De azt mondtam magamban, van amit főzzek holnap, van almám, igazán nincs szükségem boltba menni. Megyek majd úgyis hétfőn. S így elhalasztom a pénz költését. Minél ritkábban megyek a pénzköltés templomába, annál kevesebbet költök. És mikor ott vagyok, akkor is csak egyenest arra koncentrálok, amit meg kell vegyek. És párszor meggondolom, hogy biztos kell-e nekem ez a...? Me' néha az az érzésem, olyan cuccot veszek ami nem kell igazán. Tehát gyakran sikerül elmenni az édességes polc mellett és azt mondani magamnak, hogy ez nem kell nekem. Viszont sajnos mikor itthon lemegyek a konyhába és rágcsálhatnék vagyok, erőst megbánom hogy nem vettem csomó marhaságot. De azért veszek eleget.

Abszolút nem a sztrájkról akartam írni.
Sem az anyagi helyzetemről.
Semmi köze.
Hanem arról, hogy éjjel, mivel ébren vagyok, csomó madárkát hallok.
Énekelnek.
Nagyon, nagyon jól esik, mosolygok :)
És eszembe jutott, hogy ezek jól szórakoznak, én legalábbis szeretek énekelni, gondolom ők is.
De miért énekelnek vajon...?
S ezek mikor alusznak?
Hehehe... S vigyorgok nagyon. :)

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I've got a bunch of thoughts in my head, all at the same time. I love it. It's a bit annoying 'cause in order to express them, write them down, I need to take them one after the other. Can't express them at the same time.

Lately I go to sleep very late. Because I can afford to wake up late, cause if you didn't know, there's a strike at Universities in France. Here in Lorient there's been no movement since 2 weeks. Well there has, a few students have blocked all entrances to the buildings of the Uni, they even sleep there, it's like a real revolution. And they enjoy it. At first I was looking at them curious that they're so persistent, confident, when they want something, they believe in it and they start a revolution, they're not kidding. Like a month ago they started organizing big assemblies and voting about what they wanted to do. And demonstrations and all. It's a bit funny, because I heard that not many people went to those. But there are, as I said, a few students who take part very actively in this stuff. But the majority are having fun, they're like on a holiday, like me. Well I'm allowed to, cause I don't have any serious reason to go on a strike here, it's not my fight. Maybe I could support them, but if I look at it, this whole thing isn't helping me at all. I respect their goals, it doesn't bother me (yet) but in theory I came here to learn, not on holiday. But for now I'm very fine with it. Yet if they don't stop soon... let me just say I can't afford it to stay here in case the semester was prolonged. But I hope it won't be the case. By the way most of the foreign students are a bit laughing about the situation. Because it seems like the French just want to laze around! So you find out that some stereotypes are real, the French go on strikes often. That's the way they are, what can you do. Partly you can learn from it, look up to them, because they don't give up that easily, they're persistent. But after a while it's just funny. Especially if the government doesn't even notice. And anyway, they're exaggerating.

The other thing. Every day I put off the need to go to the supermarket. And even when I go, I buy the cheapest stuff, literally the cheapest bread, the cheapest apples. For example today I really wanted to buy (eat) some chocolate. But I said to myself, I've got enough food to cook tomorrow, I've got apples, I really don't need to go to the supermarket. I'll go on Monday anyway. And so I put off spending money. The fewer times I go to the temple of spending, the less I spend. And even when I'm there, I focus only on the things I need to buy. And I think about it a few times, whether I really need this...? Cause sometimes I get the feeling that I buy stuff that I don't really need. So I manage to go past the sweets shelf quite often, telling myself that I don't need this. Unfortunately when I go down into the kitchen here at home and I need to chew something, I regret very much that I didn't buy a bunch of junk food. Still I buy enough anyway.

I didn't want to write about the strike at all.
Neither about my financial situation.
It has nothing to do with this.
I wanted to write that when I'm up at night, I can hear a bunch of little birds.
They're singing.
And it feels very very good, I smile :)
And I thought, these little ones are having quite fun, at least I like to sing, I guess they do as well.
But I wonder why are they singing...?
And when do these birds sleep?
Hehehe... and there's a wide smile on my face :)

look out the window

2009-03-12T19:25:00.008Z

the sky is so still
a ship drifting towards the port
just as I dreamed
there is but one star
no, there's two, and three
and bright clouds
the ship is twinkling
just as I dreamed

2009-03-03T23:48:00.014Z

biztató gondolatok Tóth Borinak, jómagamnak és bárkinek, akinek szüksége van rá vagy jól esik

gânduri încurajatoare pentru Tóth Bori, mine însumi şi oricine care are nevoie sau îi face plăcere

encouraging thoughts for Tóth Bori, myself and anybody who needs or enjoys it

csodálatos boldogulni egyedül (de nem vagyok soha egyedül)
és igazán megismerni, milyen más egyebütt
annál jobban szeretni otthon
igazán értékelni, hogy mi a jó (itt is, ott is)

nem szabad félni
mert ha valami nehéz, vagy furcsa
megoldod
ugysem mindig valósul meg amitől félünk

csakis tőled függ
lehet megváltozol míg kint vagy
nem fog olyan rossz dolognak tűnni, ha nem akarsz hazatérni
teljesen máskepp fogod látni a világot
bízol benne, hogy bárhol leélheted az életed, ha szerető embereket találsz
vagy lehetsz nomád
ugyanakkor
lehet hogy éppen azért rájössz, hogy az a legjobb, ha otthon élsz
mindentől függetlenül
hogy olyan jót (család, barátok, közösség) nem tudsz kialakítani egyebütt
(bár ha valamit nagyon akarsz, meg tudod csinálni)
de nem tudod otthagyni őket, velük kell éljél
attól függetlenül hogy máshol jobb az élet, több a mosolygós ember
mindenütt vannak nehézségek is
s jobb az otthoni nehézségekkel szembenézni, mint idegenekkel
azok az emberek kellenek igazán, akik otthon vannak
az ők mosolyuk mindennél drágább

bízni kell magadban
és azt tenni, amit kívánsz

nincs rossz választás

csak mi ítéljük annak,
ha nem tudunk hálásak lenni
azért, amit az életben kaptunk
-------hogy nem volt mindig csak szenvedés
-------hogy felismerjuk mi igazán fontos számunkra
és ezentúl annak tudatában élhetünk
nem vagyunk eltévedve vagy céltalanul

nézőpont kérdése
hálás vagy hálátlan:
öröm vagy bánat

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

e minunat să te descurci singur (dar nu sunt niciodată singură)
şi să cunoşti cu adevărat cât de diferit e în alte părţi
să iubeşti cu atât mai mult unde eşti acasă
să recunoşti ce e bun (şi aici, şi acolo)

nu trebuie să ne fie teamă
fiindcă dacă ceva e greu sau ciudat
vei rezolva
oricum nu devin realitate toate temerile noastre

depinde numai de tine
se poate că te vei schimba cât eşti afară
nu ţi se va părea un lucru atât de rău că nu vrei să te întorci acasă
vei vedea lumea cu totul altfel
ai încredere că îti poţi trăi viaţa oriunde, dacă găseşti oameni iubitori
sau poţi fi nomad
în acelaşi timp
se poate că tocmai de aceea îţi dai seama că cel mai bine e să trăieşti acasă
indiferent de toate
că nu poţi să dezvolţi altundeva aşa bucurii (familie, prieteni, comunitate)
(deşi dacă vrei ceva cu adevărat, poţi s-o faci)
dar nu-i poţi lăsa acolo, trebuie să trăieşti cu ei
indiferent că viaţa e mai bună altundeva, sunt mai mulţi oameni care zâmbesc
peste tot sunt şi dificultăţi
şi e mai bine să înfunţi dificultăţile de acasă, decât unele străine
acei oameni îţi trebuie cu adevărat, care sunt acasă
zâmbetul lor e mai scump decât orice altceva

trebuie să ai încredere în tine
şi să faci ce îţi doreşti

nu există alegere proastă

doar noi spunem astfel
dacă nu putem să fim recunoscători
pentru ceea ce primim în viaţă
-------că nu a fost numai suferinţă
-------că recunoaştem ce e cu adevărat important pentru noi
şi de acum încolo trăim cunoscând aceste lucruri
nu suntem pierduţi sau fără scop

depinde de punctul de vedere
recunoscător sau nerecunoscător:
bucurie sau tristeţe

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

it's amazing to manage on your own (but I'm never alone)
and to find out what it's really like in other places
to love it even more at home
to truly cherish what is good (here as well as there)

you shouldn't be afraid
'cause if something is difficult or weird
you'll sort it out
anyway our fears don't come true all the time

it only depends on you
you might change while you're away
it won't seem such a bad thing if you don't want to come back
you'll see the world in a totally different way
you trust that you can live your life anywhere, as long as you find loving people
or you can be a nomad
at the same time
perhaps you'll realize that it's best if you live at home
irrespective of everything
that such good things you can't build anywhere else (family, friends, community)
(though if you really want something, you can do it)
but you can't leave them, you need to live with them
no matter if elsewhere life is better, there are more smiling people
there are difficulties everywhere
and it's better to face them at home, than in strange lands
you truly need the people who are at home
their smile is more dear than anything

you must trust yourself
and do as you want

there is no wrong choice

only we see it that way
if we can't be thankful
for everything we receive in life
-------that it wasn't all but suffering
-------that we recognize what is truly important for us
and we can live on knowing that
we are not lost or without a purpose

depends on the viewpoint
thankful or ungrateful:
joy or sorrow

Life is like a comparation*

2009-02-26T23:06:00.007Z

We've got it all wrong. We don't travel through time from the past into the future.
Time comes from the future.** It flows through the present and pours into the past.
Like pouring the wine out of a glass. The future is in the glass, and the past is spilled on the floor, or you drank it. You can't know for how long you can keep pouring the wine until it runs out. Clearly, you only have a certain quantity and you might accidentally spill it all out in any moment. Also, once you poured it out, you can't get it back into the glass or pour it out again. So you need to enjoy every little drop, when it comes...

*SSDD used to say that a lot back in highschool.
**I heard this idea at a grammar lecture, yesterday.

ebbe nem kotty belé szilvalé, de szép

2009-02-23T00:13:00.004Z

Ez a vonat ha elindul hadd menjen
Énutánam senki ne keseregjen
Ha valaki énutánam kesereg
A jó Isten a két kezével áldja meg

Kicsi madár miért keseregsz az ágon
Nem csak te vagy elhagyott a világon
Nekem sincsen édesapám,sem anyám
A jó Isten mégis gondot visel rám

Életemben csak egyszer voltam boldog
Akkor is a két szememből könny hullott
Sírtam is én örömimban hogy szeretsz,
Bánatimban hogy az enyém nem lehetsz.

Ten Reasons not to Use Your Microwave Oven

2009-02-19T02:40:00.005Z

Based on Swiss, Russian and German clinical studies

I had heard a long time ago that microwaves changed the food and made it unhealthy. So today after I ate an apple baked in the microwave, I thought I could ask Mark what was his opinion on this appliance, because I needed to know something for sure: are microwaves really dangerous? Then he sent me a report. Let me just say... today was the last day of microwave for me. I don't want to poison myself just because it's more convenient and quicker. I'll manage without it, it's just very very bad!!!
The report explains exactly how microwaves work, how they were invented and then mentions that they were banned in the Soviet Union back in 1976! (hmm why would they ban it if it was so 'harmless'?) It also presents scientific evidents from several studies.
Read through these Ten Reasons not to Use Your Microwave Oven from the end of that article (unfortunately the link is gone, so you can't find it to read how they reached to this conclusion).
[the last 3 are the most shocking]

Continually eating food processed from a microwave oven causes long term, permanent, brain damage by "shorting out" electrical impulses in the brain [de-polarizing or de-magnetizing the brain tissue].
The human body cannot metabolize [break down] the unknown by-products created in micro-waved food.
Male and female hormone production is shut down and/or altered by continually eating micro-waved foods.
The effects of micro-waved food by-products are residual [long term, permanent] within the human body.
Minerals, vitamins, and nutrients of all micro-waved food is reduced or altered so that the human body gets little or no benefit, or the human body absorbs altered compounds that cannot be broken down.
The minerals in vegetables are altered into cancerous free radicals when cooked in a microwave oven.
Micro-waved foods cause stomach and intestinal cancerous growths [tumors]. This has been a primary contributor to the rapidly increased rate of colon cancer in the United States.
The prolonged eating of micro-waved foods causes cancerous cells to increase in human blood.
Continual ingestion of micro-waved food causes immune system deficiencies through lymph gland and blood serum alterations.
Eating micro-waved food causes loss of memory, concentration, emotional instability, and a decrease of intelligence.

The symptoms of HD

2009-02-14T02:37:00.005Z

Stiffness or decreased movement
Weakness
Pulsating sensation
Tingling
Prolonged breathing pauses
Palpitations
Pressure or heaviness
Tightness
Low oxytocin level
Discomfort
Inability to move

...those are the symptoms of Hug Deprivation

open

2009-02-10T21:26:00.006Z

To not defend ourselves, but instead hear what is being said, and then be able to express our understanding through acknowledgement will beat a box of chocolates any day. (*)

Soha se fogod megtudni milyen csodálatos dolgokról maradtál le. Abban a pillanatban, amikor úgy döntöttél, hogy nem nyílsz meg a többiek felé, akik figyelmet és segítséget nyújtottak, az életed egy más irányba indult el. Lehet neked így megfelel. Eléggé sajnálom, hogy így alakult. De sose késő, biztos vagyok, hogy lesz még rá alkalom, hogy kellemes pillanatokat éljél át. A fontos az, hogy nyisd ki a szemed és fogadd be azokat a lehetőségeket, mert nincs túl sok belőlük.

N-o să ştii niciodată ce lucruri minunate ai pierdut. În clipa în care ai ales să nu te deschizi spre ceilalţi, care îţi ofereau atenţie şi ajutor, viaţa ta a luat o altă direcţie. Poate că tu preferi aşa. Îmi pare destul de rău că aşa s-a întâmplat. Dar nu e niciodată târziu, sunt sigură că vor mai fi ocazii să savurezi momente plăcute. Important e să deschizi ochii şi să accepţi acele ocazii, fiindcă nu sunt prea multe.

You'll never know what wonderful things you missed. The moment you chose not to open towards the others, who were offering you attention and help, your life took an other turn. Perhaps that's what you prefer. I'm quite sorry things turned out this way. But it's never late, you know, I'm sure there will be other chances to enjoy good times. What's important is that you open your eyes and let them in, because we only get so many opportunities in our lives.

train of thoughts that followed a course of economics - part II

2009-02-09T09:54:00.009Z

An other thing I've been trying to figure out is why people are so obsessed with economic growth. The reason why I want to understand this aspect of our society is that I really want to prove that it's plain group suicide...

Why do people fight and work so hard to achieve economic growth? It is said that it brings an increase in the quality of life. But let's not forget that there is a limit to everything.

Firstly what does quality of life mean? Is it working 12 hours a day, without a moment for yourself, your family and friends, working to fill your house with cool furniture (that you barely get to enjoy) and your wardrobe with the newest clothes? You'd think that all this economic growth would give us more free time, yet it doesn't, we always need to work more to buy more.

Secondly just think about where we are growing... A person can't even grasp how immensely we have extended and occupied Earth in the last century. Hundreds of people have been desperately working on demonstrating that our planet can't sustain all of us if our population keeps increasing at this pace. It is said that great ancient civilisations (like the mayans) disappeared because of famine. Why do we fool ourselves that the same thing can't happen to us as well? It seems to me we aren't very intelligent, considering that we are still unable to learn from past mistakes.

I had been wondering about this urge to have economic growth for years. And I still can't understand what for?! Why do people fight for it? Economic growth (in my opinion) means more people on Earth, all of them working harder and harder. Is it actually worth it?

We need to reestablish what we really value and change the way we think as a society - because we can't just say "I don't understand what'up with all the fuzz, but what can I do? Everybody else wants this...". Because people don't want this, but they can't see it or admit it. This is not quality of life - in so many ways.

Question: What is quality of life for you?

(and think of what you would be willing to sacrifice for it?)

train of thoughts that followed a course of economics

2009-02-07T12:48:00.002Z

It seems a very, very difficult task to organize my arguments

since too many ideas are revolving in my mind with the speed of thought.

I was never really interested in economics, I even think I've always felt repulsion towards this science because it revolved around the notion of profit. Somehow that greedy way of seeing the world contradicted most of my moral values. But last semester I had to go to a course of introduction into economics, in order to get accustomed to the specialized language I might need in the future as a translator. The things I learned definitely made me think and I decided to write down some of my thoughts, just to clear things up in my head. Please note that I'm not blaming or judging anybody, but maybe trying to persuade myself to change, by expressing and recognizing my own ideas.

I was very surprised to realize that I was actually enjoying learning economics! This was mostly due to the fact that I absolutely love it when I can understand new things. I found out that it's not such a harmful science, economists only want the best for people - in their own material way of dealing with things. They constantly analyze the behavior of human society and they try to propose solutions in order to allocate scarce resources in the best way – sounds like their work is very important.

Yet, no matter how well-intended economists might be, their theories are always based on all the wrong suppositions or notions, which make their proposals inadequate. These assumptions are not good to be accepted as a universal truth, because people will take them as such and they won't even dare to think about changing them.

We're not greedy – we are lost.

For example, it is said that the needs of humans are infinite, because as soon as a need is satisfied, a new one appears. That sounds pretty logical, life would be boring if we didn't have any purpose ahead of us. So one might conclude: greed is human nature. But how can you say such a thing?You don't have to need everything. You can choose to count all the things you already have that you can be thankful for in your life. Just think about it. You can choose not to be greedy any time, it's not human nature.

Let me also tell you about the huge difference between Real needs of humans and Artificial needs, that are created through advertising. Companies want to make a profit – by any means, so they produce something, virtually anything that they can sell. And they'll make you believe that you absolutely need their product – because it's good for something, it looks nice and everyone else has one, you just can't live without it.

We're not lazy – we want to discover other things to do with our time.

I know almost everything seems worth buying, most products usually simplify things for us - like a washing machine. This time one might say that one of the fundamental characteristics of humans is laziness – we invent things that work instead of us. But let's not be so judgmental and see things from a more positive point of view: inventing efficient objects also allows us to spend time doing other things, discover what we might want to do with our lives.

So it is true that good, practical, essential things were invented through the ages. But most products are being produced just to bring profit, to give the false feeling of wealth or luxury. Imagine you never ever heard of... say... shower gel? Would you wake up some day and start longing for it, searching for it at the supermarket? No, you would be well off with good ol' soap. The truth is that you could live a perfectly happy life without half of the things you own (and those you want to buy in the future).

We want to connect with people – there are endless possibilities

One of the reasons why we always want to buy more and more things can be related to"our deepest impulses as social creatures who want to build connection in community"(Re:Imagining Change). This means that people feel that in order to have the opportunity to build relationships they need to own a house, a car, wear the right clothes and be able to hold a conversation on certain subjects (like in school, if you don't know what everyone's watching on TV, you'll probably be silent for most of the time). But why are our communities based on what we own/wear/see? Shouldn't we build relationships on shared values, ideas or by working together on something? People should pay attention to each other, not to their clothes and other objects. So we need to find possibilities to connect to others based on other common points – free time activities or volunteering.

A very frustrating aspect of consuming is that nobody cares whether you actually consume what you buy or not, as long as you buy it. Sometimes you don't even finish your bottle of perfume, you don't even wear half of the T-shirts you own, you haven't discovered all the tricks your cell phone can do – you already want to buy a new one. It just makes you feel good to spend money and keep up with the others. What I thought about is this: what if I can discover other ways to enjoy life and feel good about myself, too? Buying things seems to be like an addiction, an obsession that makes you happy for a while until you need to buy something again. What if I just replaced this obsession with something else? What if I focused my energy on an other activity that made me happy?

I like giving gifts to my friends, I feel good if I can help them when they need me and I also love to feel like I belong somewhere or to somebody. About 4 years ago I went to a volunteering camp and it was pure happiness. There was a huge group of people building and decorating a traditional bath close to a village. They came from several countries and along with the locals they created an amazing place to calm down, have a bath, take a moment to heal and see the beauty in the world. All of us were connecting by working together, learning new skills, living through new experiences and we felt like we belonged together. Everyone had a task to do, their own part in the project – peeling some tree trunks, painting some signs, clearing an area to build a pathway, only as much as you would be able and willing to do. But it was such a great feeling, being part of it, that all you wanted is to do more, make everything even better, because you always felt immediate joy as you saw things coming together. This is one example of obsessing about something more constructive (literally), that makes you feel better. Later I practiced my favorite obsessions, playing the flute and dancing. Now I think it's writing huge texts trying to figure out what I'm about, speaking and listening to people and discovering the world. That's why I'm not going to “get rich or die tryin'”, you see buying things doesn't make me feel good, but living life and connecting to people does.

An other wrong thing about how economists see the world is that they only take into account “scarce resources that can be traded on a market at a certain price”. Which means that in their minds everything can be bought and what you might just “give” to somebody has no value whatsoever (unless you buy it from somewhere). So what is the value of offering to help somebody, volunteering, spending time with old people, raising and educating children, or just cooking for yourself? How does that count into the GDP? Shouldn't you give yourself a salary and pay taxes for cleaning your room? Your country would become much richer. (I wonder if they ever thought of that possibility in some country?!) And who gets to sell the air, the water, fire and land? Where can you buy tickets to look at the sky, to walk down a street in warm rain, to climb a mountain or to swim in the ocean? When do we pay for making friends, building communities, receiving advice from our families or friends? Can you buy the joy of offering help, comforting someone in trouble? The most valuable things can't be bought, they can be experienced.

I admit that every single paragraph is open to dispute. So you are welcome to react if you feel like it!

leginkabb - cel mai mult - the most

2009-02-03T19:19:00.004Z

a minap rájöttem, hogy az apró dolgok hiányoznak leginkább. hogy anyu megkérdezze, mit csináltam ma, öcsi hívjon AgeofMythology-t játszani (és sose megyek), megkérdezzem apát "mithoztál?" mikor hazaérkezik, a kutya felugorjon az ágyba és mellém kucorodjon, anyu rámszóljon: itt az ideje megmosni az ablakot, öcsi mondjon vicceket, apuval is megbeszeljük a dolgokat, játszani egyet a kutyával. aztán pletykáljunk a lányokkal az egyetemen, menjek táncpróbára szerdán, régizene próbára szombaton. hogy jöjjenek komáék, Stefiék s mi is menjünk hozzájuk. s menjek Szentgyörgyre és Kászonba. s főleg öcsém. de ő már nem is apró.

ieri mi-am dat seama că lucrurile mici îmi lipsesc cel mai mult. ca mama să mă întrebe ce-am făcut azi, frati-miu să mă cheme să jucăm AgeofMythology (nu merg niciodată), să-l întreb pe tati "ce mi-ai adus?" când soseşte, câinele să sară şi să se cuibărească lângă mine în pat, mama să-mi zică: e timpul să speli geamurile, frati-miu să-mi spună glume, să vorbesc şi cu tata, să mă joc cu câinele. apoi să bârfim cu fetele la universitate, să mă duc la dans miercuri şi la repetiţie de muzică veche sâmbăta. să vină naşii pe la noi, să mergem şi noi la ei. şi să mă duc la Sfântu Gheorghe şi la Casinu Nou. şi mai ales frati-miu. dar el nu mai e mic.

yesterday I realised it's the little things I miss the most. my mom to ask me what I've been doing today, my brother to ask me to go play AgeofMythology with him (and I never do), to ask my dad "what have you brought me?" when he comes home, the dog to jump up and curl next to me in the bed, my mom to remind me it's time to wash the windows, my brother to tell jokes, to talk to my dad, too, to play with the dog. then to gossip with the girls at university, to go dancing on wednesday and to early music rehearsal on saturday. for our family friends to come visit and we would visit them, too. and to go to Szentgyörgy and to Kászon. and the most, my brother. but he's not little anymore.

hasonlat - comparaţie

2009-01-12T19:07:00.005Z

http://www.rustletheleaf.com/

separation and reunion

2009-01-03T00:19:00.007Z

Few days ago we went to this amazing little bookshop, close to the Notre Dame.

And I found an amazing little book.And in it I read some amazing little things, among which a translation of a poem by Jiang Ju. (click on the photo to read it)
Reunion is one of my greatest passions. I search obsessively to find someone I know (and I haven't seen for a long time) in great crowds. I like to meet good friends by coincidence, by accident. Which is why I sometimes attend various large festivals or celebrations.

There were many many good books up to the ceiling, old photos, messages from the people who loved the place on the wall, cozy little rooms and a piano. I almost finished that book on spot. Almost.

Rev în Paris

2009-01-01T13:00:00.006Z

Neatza!

Ieri seara ne-am dus la o petrecere cu Cris, Ștef, Denisa și Mihai și erau acolo o mulțime de italieni, niște germani și chinezi. Dar când am intrat, fratele meu, în apartamentul ăla mic (dar foarte chic - a se citi șic), era un zgomot asurzitor, căci ei începuseră petrecerea de câteva ore și erau și italieni pe deasupra. Muzica era încet încet în cameră (germanii dansau super tare salsa) și ei toți țipau și mâncau paste și beau în bucătărie. Dar au fost tare drăguți cu delegația românească. :P Fetele cunoșteau ceva lume, eu pe nimeni, dar i-am mai cunoscut pe parcurs. Am sosit, ne-am instalat bine, și-am început să bem - mai întâi vin bun, dar apoi am găsit vodka :D si un fel de lichior de piersici foarte bun. Și cum am terminat cu astea, am pornit spre Trocadero, să vedem focul de artificii de la turnul Eiffel. Unii dintre noi mai cărau și sticla de șampanie. Și tot zgomotoși pe stradă, dar după ceva vreme țipam și noi, am și învățat câteva cuvinte în italiană. Ne-a cam luat valul :D Și-am mărșăluit până-n Champ de Mars. N-am mai ajuns la Trocadero, că era de cealaltă parte a turnului și ne era lene, ce mai, vedeam la fel și de-aici. O parte a grupului s-a dus totuși mai încolo, dar nu cred sincer c-au ajuns până la Trocadero, mai era doar un sfert de oră până la miezul nopții. Și... n-a fost numărătoare inversă și nici focuri de artificii superbe, doar câteva acolo, răsfirate. (că le e cam frică de teroriști). DAR s-au aprins toate beculețele superbe din turnul Eiffel și încet-încet, între două pahare de șampanie (super super bună!!!) și multe urări de bine în toate limbile, și poze iar ciocnit paharul, s-a schimbat din albastru în auriu. Turnul. Și asta simbolizează că s-a terminat președinția Franței la UE. E minunat așa cum este, nu-mi plăcea cum era albastru, așa e clasic, normal, frumos. Și în momentul acesta toată lumea era beată. Dar cumva am senzația că eram mereu cu un pahar în urmă față de ceilalți. Ștefania tot mă ruga să fac poze, pe când aparatul meu murea, și oricum știu că face poze super nașpa, dar oricum, am făcut poze, am mai oprit și un băiat francez, foarte drăguț, să ne facă poze, el săracul tot repeta că e foarte beat și de-aia nu ies pozele bine - de fapt era din cauza aparatului meu, că nu e ca-n reclamă că-l zgâlțâi și tot ies poze clare, ei nu. Eu deja trecusem de faza în care ziceam ”quoi” la sfârșitul fiecărei propoziții, dar numai Crisu auzea și-mi spunea să încetez. Hai serios, nu cred că-i chiar așa de enervant. Și apoi am început să mergem spre casă. Ne luase șampania rău de tot, dar eu și Denisa eram încă destul de cum se zice, ”sober”. Adică doar amețeam un pic, dar totuși vedeam să nu trecem pe roșu de exemplu (dar tot treceam dacă nu venea vreun autobuz) și știam cât de cât drumul. Nu pot să-mi dau seama care era mai beată, Cris sau Ștef. Dar erau tare hazlii amândouă, le conduceam când pe una când pe alta. Și mai și cântam câte-un pic. Eram tare fericiți, am mai pupat și îmbrățișat niște străini pe stradă, și iar poze. Apoi am ajuns la apartament, am așteptat un pic în fața ușii până ne-au deschis și... Ne-am pus pe paste, chipsuri și prăjituri. Între timp l-am învățat pe Simone (băiatul german cel mai beat) câteva înjurături în română, era foarte dornic să învețe, și ne zicea și el în germană și-n poloneză. Ne-am distrat ca naiba, le zicea foarte bine :P După ce-am devorat cam tot ce-am găsit pe masă, ne-am dus să mai și dansăm un pic. Am dansat un fel de salsa cu Simone, m-a învârtit mult și mi-a părut foarte bine, că-mi era tare dor să dansez cu cineva, să mă conducă și să mă învârte. Chiar dacă nu era dans popular, deși cred că și salsa era un dans popular la origine. După 4 am pornit acasă și atât. N-am făcut toată faza cu gânditul la ce-am realizat în 2008 și ce vrem în 2009, că eram prea duși dar eram fericiți ce mai. Cred c-a fost cel mai nebun revelion al meu de până acum. În toate limbile, cu toți străinii cu tot alcoolul și luminile și zgomotul și lumea beată și fericită.

La mulți ani! :P

Boldog Karacsonyt - Craciun Fericit - Merry Christmas

2008-12-19T10:30:00.006Z

Sajnalom, teljesen elromlott a gepem. Raadasul Karacsony kozeleg, semmi sincs nyitva, minden lakotarsam elutazik szoval... tobbet nem tudok netezni. Boldog Karacsonyt mindenkinek.

... ami annyit jelent, hiaba kuld nekem valaki maileket, kommenteket, legalabb "virtualis" puszikat - nem kapom meg. Csutortokig itt maradok Lorientben es ulni fogok a szobamban, nezem a falakat, remelem tanulok egy kicsit, gyertyat gyujtok, talan meg holnap lesz akivel talalkozzak, de utana mar semmi ismerosom nem marad itt. Es csutortokon elmegyek Parizsba es ujra nem leszek egyedul :) Es 3adikan Roxival egyutt terunk vissza es kezdodik a szesszio - amire nem fogok tudni rendesen felkeszulni, mert minden szotaram a gepemen volt, ami be se indul!!! Kicsit ossze-vissza beszelek persze, mert nagyon el vagyok ereszkedve es szeretnek inkabb otthon lenni, menni Kaszonba anyuekkal holnaputan. De nem engedhetem meg magamnak. Raadasul meg mindig nem tudom, hol fogok elni februartol.
Ilyenkor kiderul, milyen egy bena furcsa leny az ember. Levagod az internetrol s a szamitogeprol es teljesen el van veszve, azt se tudja merre induljon es hova. Ja, vagy lehet hogy ez csak en vagyok :)))))))))))) Aztan arra is rajottem, hogy ha most elromlik a telefonom, vagy elvesztem, akkor aztan tenyleg nem fogok tudni kommunikalni sehogy sem. Jaaaaj nehogy... Es azt sem fogom tudni, hany ora, le fogom kesni a vonatot!!!!! Minden annyira kiszamithatatlan... De most komolyan. Nagyon erdekes elmeny lesz ez a het. Nem gondoltam, hogy en is fogok "visszasszamlalni" indulas elott :P

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Imi pare rau, mi s-a stricat calculatorul de tot. In plus, se apropie Craciunul, nimic nu mai e deschis, pleaca toti colocatarii deci nu mai pot sa intru pe net... Craciun Fericit pentru toata lumea.

... ceea ce inseamna ca degeaba-mi trimite oricine mailuri, commenturi, pupici cel putin "virtuali" - nu le primesc. Raman la Lorient pana pe joi si voi sta in camera mea, ma voi holba la pereti, sper ca voi invata putin, voi aprinde lumanari, poate maine voi avea cu cine sa ma intalnesc, dar apoi nu mai ramane nicio cunostinta aici. Si joi ma voi duce la Paris si iar nu voi mai fi singura :) Si pe " ne intoarcem impreuna cu Roxi si incepe sesiunea - pentru care nu voi putea sa ma pregatesc cum trebuie fiindca toate dictionarele mele erau pe calculator, care nici nu porneste!!! Vorbesc cam aiurea desigur ca sunt foarte trista si as vrea sa fiu acasa sa plec la Casinu nou poimaine cu ei. Dar nu pot sa-mi permit. In plus, tot nu stiu unde voi trai din februarie.
In astfel de momente iti dai seama ce fiinta ciudata e omul. Ii tai internetul si calculatorul si e total pierdut, nu stie pe unde s-o ia si unde sa mearga. A, dar poate ca doar eu sunt asa :)))))))))))) Apoi mi-am dat seama ca daca acum mi se strica telefonul, sau il pierd, atunci chiar nu voi putea sa comunic in niciun fel. Ooooo sa nu cumva... Si nici n-o sa stiu cat e ceasul, voi pierde trenul!!!!! Totul e asa de neasteptat... Dar serios. Saptamana asta va fi foarte interesant. N-as fi crezut ca si eu voi face “numaratoare inversa” inainte de plecare :P

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I'm sorry, my computer is totally wrecked. And Christmas is coming, nothing is open, all my flatmates are going away so... I can't go on the internet anymore. Merry Christmas everyone.

… which means if someone sends me mails, comments, at least “virtual” kisses – I won't get them. I stay here in Lorient until Thursday and I'll sit in my room, look at the walls, I hope I'll learn a bit, I'll light a candle, perhaps tomorrow I can meet up with someone, but afterwards nobody I know will remain here. And on Thursday I'll go to Paris and I won't be alone anymore :) And on the 3rd we'll come back with Roxi and the exam session begins – for which I won't be able to prepare as I should, because all my dictionaries were on the computer and it doesn't even start!!! I'm speaking a bit wacky of course, because I'm very sad and I'd rather be at home, go to Kaszon with my parents the day after tomorrow. But I can't afford that. Plus I still don't know where I'll live in February.
At these times you realize what a weird being the human is. Cut him off the internet and the computer and he's totally lost, he doesn't know which way and where to go. Oh, but maybe that's just me :)))))))))))) Then I also realized that if my cell phone broke now, or if I lost it, then I really wouldn't be able to communicate in any way. Oh I hope not... I won't even know what time it is, I'll mis my train!!!!! Everything is so unexpected... Seriously. This week will be very interesting. I wouldn't have thought that I would count back the days until I leave :P

két út áll előttem - la răscruce de drumuri - two paths lie ahead

2008-12-14T13:45:00.006Z

Végül megkaptuk az ösztöndíjat, tehát kielégíthetem alapszükségleteim nagy részét: fiziológiai szükségletek, biztonságérzet. De ilyenkor megjelennek más, felsőbb rendű szükségletek. Mint például: hovatartozás, önértékelés, szerelem, életem értelme, helyem a társadalomban, stb.
Kuss.
Most megint, jobban mint valaha, az az érzésem, hogy a döntéseim meghatározzák az egész életem. De ez minden pillanatban így van. És én általában arra hajlok, ami jobban esik, amik kényelmesebb (nem feltétlenül jobb). Lássuk, mi lesz belőle.

Gyakran írok ilyen süket elliptikus szövegeket és senki nem ért semmit. Na most azt kell megérteni, hogy éppen ez a lényeg! :P

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Într-un sfârşit am primit bursa, deci pot să-mi satisfac marea parte din nevoile primare: nevoi fiziologice, sentiment de siguranţă. Dar acum apar alte nevoi, de nivel mai înalt. Precum: sentiment de apartenenţă, aprecierea de sine, iubire, sensul vieţii, locul în societate, etc.
Gura.
Acum din nou, mai mult ca niciodată, mi se pare că deciziile îmi influenţează întreaga viaţă. Dar asta e adevărat în fiecare clipă. Şi eu de obicei tind să aleg ce-mi place mie mai mult, ce e mai confortabil (nu neapărat mai bine). Să vedem cum va ieşi.

Scriu deseori texte din astea nebune eliptice şi nimeni nu înţelege nimic. Iar acum tre să înţelegi că tocmai ăsta-i scopul! :P

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Finally we received the scolarship so I can satisfy most of my basic needs: physiological needs, the feeling of safety. But now new needs appear, of a higher level. Such as: feeling of belonging somewhere/to somebody, self-esteem, love, the meaning of life, place in society, and so on.
Shut it.
Now, once again, more than ever, it seems to me that my decisions influence my whole life. But that's true in every second. And I usually choose what I like most, what is more confortable (not necessarily better). We'll see how it goes.

I write quite often these crazy elliptic texts and nobody understands a thing. And now you must see: that's exactly the point! :P

the monster under my bed

2008-11-28T22:53:00.008Z

Van egy pici háziállatom: egy óriási világosbarna pók a wc-n. De tényleg nagyon nagy, ha megmozdulna, nem tudnám, merre meneküljek.

Mikor először megláttam a sarokban, a szívbaj majd’ utólért. De muszáj volt budizzak, ezért illedelmesen eltűrtem jelenlétét és elvégeztem dolgomat. Gondosan becsuktam az ajtót, nehogy ellátogasson a szobámba… Majd alaposan megvizsgáltam az ajtóm alatti helyet, vajon át tudna-e bújni alatta?

Később mikor arra jártam, már nem volt ott. Majd a plafonon pillantottam meg. Aztán megint elbújt. Ma előjött valahonnan, újból a plafonon feszített, mikor leültem a wc kagylóra.

Nem merném megpróbálni kinyomni a belit, mert nem akarom látni mászkálni… Ha megmozdulna, nagyon félnék tőle, mintha megszemélyesülne, támadna.

Tehát mélységesen tiszteljük egymást: én hagyom őt élni, ő meg pár percig lefagy, mikor én használom a wc-t.

Nagyon kedves részéről, hogy ilyen illedelmes nyolclábú. Remélem békében fogunk élni, míg el nem költözik valamelyikünk.

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Am un animăluţ de casă: un păianjen uriaş maroniu la wc. Dar e chiar foarte mare, dacă s-ar mişca, n-aş mai şti pe unde s-o iau la fugă.

Când l-am văzut prima oară în colţ, era să fac infarct. Dar trebuia neapărat să… ştii tu, deci am tolerat cuviincios prezenţa sa şi mi-am făcut treaba. Am închis uşa cu grijă, să nu cumva să mă viziteze… Apoi am inspectat temeinic în camera mea, oare ar putea să se strecoare prin locul de sub uşă?

Mai târziu când m-am dus, nu mai era acolo. Ulterior l-am zărit pe plafon. Pe urmă iar s-a ascuns. Azi a reapărut, atârna pe plafon, când m-am aşezat pe wc.

N-aş avea curajul să-i scot maţele, fiindcă nu vreau să-l văd mişcându-se... Dacă s-ar mişca, mi-ar fi foarte teamă de el, de parcă s-ar personifica sau ar ataca.

Deci ne respectăm profund reciproc: eu îl las să trăiască şi el nu mişcă atunci când eu folosesc wc-ul.

E foarte drăguţ din partea sa că e o arahnidă aşa de politicoasă. Sper că vom trăi în pace până când se mută vreunul dintre noi.

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I have a tiny pet: a huge light brown spider in the toilet. But it's really big, if it would move I wouldn't know which way to run.

When I first saw it in the corner I almost had a heart-attack. But I had to use the toilet so I accepted respectfully its presence and I finished my job. I carefully closed the door, so it wouldn't visit my room... Then I inspected the space underneath my door, thinking it could creep underneath it.

Later when I went to the toilet, it wasn't there anymore. Then I saw it on the ceiling. Then it hid again. Today it came out of somewhere, it was holding on to the ceiling when I sat down on the toilet seat.

I wouldn't dare try to squish it, because I don't want to see it moving around... If it would move, I'd be very scared of it, as if it would become more like a person, as if it would attack.

So we deeply respect each other: I let it live and it freezes for a few minutes, when I use the toilet.

It's very thoughtful that it's such a respectful arachnid. I hope we'll live in peace until one of us moves out.

kotty belé, szilvalé

2008-11-20T21:34:00.006Z

Most múlik pontosan vagy mégsem
Engedem hadd menjen úgyis visszajön
Szaladjon kifelé belőlem gyógyuljak
Gondoltam egyetlen kis naiv
nem vagy itt jó helyen nem számít
nem vagy való nekem te sem vagy az
Villámlik mennydörög majd megnyugszik
ez tényleg szerelem. akár jó, akár nem

Látom, hogy elsuhan zuhan
felettem egy madár s az idő
tátongó szívében szögesdrót fojtogat
csőrében szalmaszál fészket rak
Magamat ringatom, ha senki nincs, ki elringasson
míg ő landol egy almafán ringasd el magad
az Isten kertjében paradicsomban
almabort inhalál ring az erdő, ring a mező

Vágtatnék tovább veled az éjben tovább, tovább
Az álmok foltos indián lován mert az álom nyugodalom
Egy táltos szív remeg a konyhakésben a szerelem szívfájdalom
Talpam alatt sár és ingovány jövök, megyek

Azóta szüntelen keresem, keresem
őt látom mindenhol nem kapom
Meredten nézek a távolba mozdulj
otthonom kőpokol távol
szilánkos mennyország emlékek
folyékony torztükör magam
szentjánosbogarak fényében tündököl mindenem

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tanács - sfat - conseil - advice

2008-11-20T18:45:00.003Z

Kérlek szépen írjál nekem pár javaslatot: egy számot, egy könyvet és egy filmet, egy linket és még bármi egyebet. Lehet egy olyan jó tanács is, hogy "inkább állj neki, s tanulj", vagy mittomén. Hálásan köszönöm.

Te rog frumos să-mi scrii câteva propuneri: un cântec, o carte şi un film, un link şi orice altceva. Poate fi şi un sfat de genul "mai bine apucă-te şi învaţă", ştiu eu. Mulţumesc din tot sufletul.

Écris-moi s'il te plait quelques propositions: un chanson; un livre et un film, un link et n'importe quoi d'autre. Cela peut être un conseil comme "vaut mieux si tu te mets à apprendre", j'sais pas. Merci de tout mon coeur.

Please write me a few propositions: a song, a book and a movie, a link and anything else. It can even be a piece of advice like "you'd better start learning", I don't know. Thank you very much.

désolée

2008-11-12T21:49:00.008Z

J'aime trop le chocolat, les sucreries, les viennoiseries, les crêpes...

Aujourd'hui j'étais au Géant (c'est un supermarché) et je me suis arretée à la boulangerie. J'ai commencé à regarder tous les croissants, pains au chocolat, tartes, gateaux... mmm... Et je sais que je ne peux pas les acheter, tout est très cher. Mais j'aime les "goûter" au moins avec les yeux... Et il y avait un vendeur gentil qui voulait me servir et il m'a dit: "Bonjour!" Moi j'ai répondu "Rien" pour exprimer que je ne veux pas le déranger car je ne vais acheter rien. Mais il a dit: "Bonjour quand même"... Mon Dieu... Je me suis sentie très très méchante dans ce moment-là... Et j'ai murmuré "Bonjour" aussi... Désolée!!!

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Túlságosan szeretem a csokit, az édességeket, tésztákat és a hígpalacsintát...

Ma a Géant-ban voltam (egy bevásárlóközpont) és megálltam a cukrászda előtt. Elkezdtem nézegetni a kifliket, "csokis kenyereket", tesztákat, tortaszeleteket... mmm... És tudom jól, hogy nem vehetem meg, minden nagyon drága. De szeretem legalább látásból "megkóstolni"... És volt ott egy kedves eladó, aki ki akart szolgálni és azt mondta: "Jó napot!" Én azt válaszoltam "Semmi", hogy ne zavarjam, mert úgysem vásárolok semmit. De ő azt mondta: "akkor is jó napot!"... Istenem... Annyira szemétnek éreztem magam abban a pillanatban... És én is "Jó napot" motyogtam... Bocsiii!

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I looove chocolate, sweets, cookies, pancakes...

Today I was at the Géant (a supermarket) and I stopped at the bakery. I started to look at all the croissants, chocolate cookies, cakes... mmm... And I know I can't buy them, it's all very expensive. But I love "tasting" them with my eyes... And there was a kind salesman who wanted to serve me and he said: "Good afternoon!" I answeres "Nothing" to say that I don't want to bother him because I won't buy anything. But he said: "Still, good afternoon!"... Oh dear... I felt so, so bad in that moment... And I mumbled "Good afternoon", too... Sorry!!!

dintr-un mail

2008-11-07T18:49:00.003Z

"Săptămâna trecută am fost la Paris, despre asta n-am scris nici pe blog. Dar am o lene pe mine, de... nu, nu pot să exprim în cuvinte. Ne-am întâlnit cu Cris, Ştef şi Denisa... Ne-am plimbăruit... Ce să zic. Mie nu mi se pare mare lucru... adică ştiam că există locurile alea, am văzut tot în poze, filme, şi acum m-am plimbat pe-acolo. Tre să recunosc, sunt nişte locuri minunate şi un nivel enorm de cultură/metru pătrat. (şi curăţenie în centru şi jeg în cartierele sărace) Dar în rest ce-am simţit a fost că e un loc de făcut bani pt francezi. Că e plin de turişti.

Noi am încercat să cheltuim cât mai puţin, deoarece nici până în momentul de faţă n-am văzut un şfanţ din jumi-bursa noastră! Le-am scris mailuri, ne-au promis mereu săptămâna viitoare. Şi suntem pe... uhm... 7 noiembrie?! În sfârşit, n-ai ce să faci decât să aştepţi cu răbdare. Şi - poate - între timp poţi să mori de foame, să te dea afară din casă, etc. Dar slavă Domnului încă n-am ajuns la asta, că am bani de la buniiiica, draga de ea. Şi primim şi ajutor pentru locuinţă de la statul francez. Dar în decembrie chiar nu mai ştiu cu ce plătesc chiria. Serios de tot.

În afară de asta totul e minunat, m-am obişnuit bine, mă simt ca acasă, ce mai. Tre să invăţ şi să fac teme... doar că aici nimic nu-ţi vine aşa uşor, că nu e nici vorbă de limba ta maternă. Adică nu pot să fac faze de genul să nu-mi pregătesc traducerea, că nu pot deloc să traduc pe loc. Ce bine era acasă.

Şi un alt lucru naşpa... off scuze că scriu doar chestii negative... dar acum pot să apreciez cu adevărat că la noi aveam calculatoare în sală...! aici scriem traducerea pe foaie... şi-ti dai seama ce varză iese după corectări :D

Partea bună e că învăţ franceza, m-am obişnuit rău de tot! Şi-mi place că suntem noi două cu Roxana, mergem la cumpărături, facem mâncare, mergem la univ, discutăm şi bârfim de toate... Dar îmî pare rău că e foarte scump să mă întorc acasă de Crăciun (adică voi petrece aici, sau la Paris cu Cris) şi o să-mi fie tare greu. Şi-mi va fi dor şi de zăpadă...

E, ce zici? Ţi-am scris suficient, nu? E, acum e rândul tău! Că nu scapi aşa uşor! ;)"

1,2

2008-11-03T23:02:00.008Z

Jövünk hazafelé Roxanával, épp bevásároltunk, már sötétedik s jön szembe egy sötét alak.
Mondom ne félj, mi ketten vagyunk.
Pár lépés után látom, hogy kettő.
Mondom, ne félj, alacsonyabbak.
De Roxi aszongya fiúk.
Én meg hogy még csomagjuk sincs (biztos jól szaladnak)...
Erre ő, hogy mivel vágja fejbe őket, a kenyérrel? :))
Én meg: nekem itt egy konzerv meg egy borkán dzsem!
S akkor neki is eszébe jutott a borkán majonéz s máris jobban érezte magát.
De erre már rég elmentünk a két fiatal fiú mellett és kacarásztunk tovább, hogy micsoda kis beszélgetéseket eresztünk le mi ketten :)

Lici alatt nagyon jó volt, hogy elég sok marhaságot lehetett csinálni. Gond nélkül lehetett a hülyét játszani, szünetben senki nem várta el, hogy komolyan viselkedjünk. S ez szerintem annak köszönhetően, hogy sok igazán jó humorú intelligens fiú volt az osztályban. S persze a lányok se semmi. Nagyon szerettem a hangulatot. (persze nem volt mindig tökéletes béke, de azt jobb, ha elfelejti az ember, nem?) Arra emlékszem, egyik nap kifejezetten jól esett hajigálni a dolgokat. Megfogtam mindent az asztalomon egyenként s elröpítettem különböző irányokban. Nemtom emlékszik-e valaki még. De én nagyon élveztem, hogy annyi irányba tudok hatni a világra, szétszórok darabkákat magamból az univerzumba. De nem kell megijedni, ez csak egyszer ment át az eszemen. És igen, líceum alatt, nem oviban ;))

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Veneam spre casă cu Roxana, tocmai făcusem cumpărăturile, deja se întuneca şi văd că vine din faţă un tip dubios.
Îi zic, nu-ţi face griji, noi suntem două.
Peste câţiva paşi văd că sunt doi.
Zic, nu te teme, sunt mai scunzi.
Da zice Roxi: sunt băieţi.
Eu: şi nici bagaje n-au (sigur aleargă repede)…
La care ea: şi cu ce le dau în cap, cu pâinea? :))
Şi eu: eu am aici o conservă şi un borcan cu gem!
Şi atunci şi ea şi-a amintit de borcanul cu maioneză şi deja se simţea mai bine.
Dar trecusem deja de cei doi băieţi şi am continuat să ne distrăm pe seama textelor pe care le scoatem noi două :)

În timpul liceului era bine că puteam să facem destul de multe prostii. Puteai să te prefaci nebun fără nicio problemă, în pauză nimeni nu se aştepta să ne purtăm serios. Eu cred că mulţumită faptului că aveam mulţi băieţi inteligenţi cu un umor desăvârşit în clasă. Şi desigur, nici fetele nu se lăsau aşa uşor. Îmi plăcea tare mult atmosfera. (desigur nu domnea mereu o pace perfectă, dar mai bine uităm de incidentele neplăcute, nu?) Îmi amintesc că într-o zi îmi făcea plăcere în mod deosebit să arunc chestii. Am luat toate de pe masa mea şi le-am aruncat una câte una în diferite direcţii. Nu ştiu dacă-şi mai aminteşte cineva. Dar eu mă simţeam foarte bine că puteam să influenţez lumea în atâtea direcţii, că puteam să răsfir bucăţele din mine în univers. Dar nu vă speriaţi, asta mi-a trecut prin cap o singură dată. Şi da, în timpul liceului, nu la grădiniţă ;))

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We're on our way home with Roxana, after shopping, it's getting late a dark man is coming our way.
I say don't be afraid, we're together.
Few steps later I see there are two.
I say don't be afraid, they are shorter.
But Roxi says they are men.
And I go they don't even have bags (they can run fast)...
She goes what can she hit them with, the bread? :))
I go: I've got a can and a jar of jam!
Then she remembered her jar of mayo and she felt better on the spot.
But by this time we had already passed the two young men and we kept on laughing about what silly things we talk about, we :)

I loved it during high school because we could do a bunch of silly things. You could pretend to be crazy without any problem, during breaks nobody expected us to be serious. I think it was thanks to the fact that we had many intelligent boys with a great humor in our class. And, of course, the girls weren't far behind either. I loved the atmosphere. (of course it wasn't always in perfect peace, but we should forget the unpleasant incidents, right?) I remember one day I enjoyed in particular to throw things. I took all objects from my table and I threw them in different directions. I don't know if anybody else remembers. But I felt very good because I could influence the world in so many directions, that I could spread tiny pieces of me in the univers. But don't get scared, this only happened once! And yes, during high school, not kindergarden. ;))

Zsófi 3 éves / Zsófi are 3 ani / Zsófi is 3 years old

2008-10-16T17:52:00.002+01:00

ujsag

2008-10-12T15:48:00.001+01:00

Már eltelt három hét a félévből. És eléggé nehéz. Sok tantárgyat tettünk a tantervre, abban az esetben ha valamiből buknánk – azaz 36 ECTS pontunk van. Hetente 20 óra.

Haladó szintűek vagyunk mindketten franciából... épp ettől féltünk. Egyrészt kényelmes, mert feleannyit dolgozunk, másrészt meg kétszer olyan nehéz.

Aztán megtaláltam a magyar fiút, aki itt van Lorientben egy angol kurzuson. El kezdtem magyarázni, hogy mennyit kínlódtam előző nap a házival, hogy franciáról magyarra, majd angolra fordítottam a mondatokat, akkor rákérdezett: hát te beszélsz magyarul?! Naaaagyon szuper pillanat volt :) Azért nem találtam meg korábban, mert a kezdő csoportban volt a francia kurzuson és sosem hallottam a nevét, csak láttam a jelenléti listán.

pointless old post - reloaded & improved

2008-10-12T00:53:00.009+01:00

I published this post on my old yahoo blog. Now I've improved it a little bit.

Rules: pick a music band or a singer and answer the questions using song titles. Then tag others. Everyone who reads this is Tagged. Yes, you! If you want to. :)

My artist is: Nina Simone

1. Are you a male or a female?

I'm a Little Girl Blue

2.Describe yourself:

Don't let me be misunderstood

3. How do you feel about yourself?

I wish I knew how

4. Describe where you currently live:

I'm Feeling good here... :)

5.If you could go anywhere, where would you go:

I would visit My Funny Valentine

6.Your best friend is:

They are Four Women

7.Your favorite colour is:

Black is the color of my true love's hair

8.You know that:

I Got Life

9.What's the weather like?

Here comes the sun :)

10.If your life was a television show, what would it be called?

Falling in love again

11.What is life to you?

Work Song

12.What is the best advice you have to give?
Break down and let it all out

13.If you could change your name, what would you change it to?

Mr. Bojangles? :))

14. Who is the most beautiful woman?

The other woman

15. What's your favourite animal?

Sinnerman :))

16.Motto:

Love me or leave me, Don't explain

17.If you could go back in history, where would you go?

it makes Trouble in my mind if I have to answer that... :)) I'd stay.

18. What makes you special?

I put a spell on you :)

19. Where do we go after we die?

For all we know, we may never meet again

20. Who made the universe?

some Angel of the morning?

eléggé össze-vissza

2008-10-03T20:25:00.004+01:00

Elkezdődött az egyetem (már két hete). Furcsa, hogy bizonyos Erasmus-osokhoz képest nagyon sok kurzusom van. Van akinek csak 8 órája van egy héten (bezzeg ha spanyol vagy német az anyanyelved...), nekem meg kábé 20... És mindenből bőven házi. Plussz hogy nagyon gyakran vannak bulik, meg illogatások és arról tényleg nem illik hiányozni. De sajnos sokszor hiányzom az ilyen alkalmakról, mert sokba kerül. De hetente egyszer-kétszer megengedem magamnak (elképzelhetitek hányszor szokott lenni, ha ekkora a szívfájdalmam).

A tanárok nagy része tényleg jó fej. Legalábbis most év elején úgy tűnik. Egyedül egy bácsika van, aki idegesít, mert túl lassú és mikor beszél olyan, mintha kicsit részeg volna és valójában nem olyan ártalmatlan, amint tűnik. Érdekes, hogy egyes tanároknak megvannak a mániái. Vagyis mikor valamire példát akarnak mutatni, ugyanazt ismételik. Például a bácsika szerda reggel kilenckor minden példáját az "aludni" igére építette. "Pierre dort"... A másik meg a gyilkolással mondott 3-4 példát, hogy illusztrálja bizonyos szavak jelentését.

Nekem tűnik úgy, vagy már romlik a magyar nyelvhasználatom? Ja és az angol közgáz tanár pont úgy beszél, mint Schwarzenegger :)) Esküszöm, néha alig bírom kiállni, hogy ne kacagjam el magam! De rajta kívül itt minden tanárnak tökéletes kiejtése van, mintha az angol lenne a második anyanyelvük.

Az oroszt egy igazi orosz nemzetiségű tanár tanítja, de nagyon nehéz. 9-en vagyunk és rajtam és Roxanán kívül mindenki tud beszélni nagyjából folyékonyan. Mi csak... "makogunk" meg sokat ismételjük, hogy "já ne pánimáju"... (Romániában vizsga előtt azt gyakoroltuk, hogy "pját pázsálujsztá" itt meg majd az kell, hogy "deszját, pázsálujsztá")*
*"nem értem", "ötös, kérem", "tízes, kérem"

Egyébként az angol kurzusok nagy részét is angolok tartják és persze a francia kurzusokon mind "benszülöttek" a tanárok... Szóval nagyon jó. Csak annyi gond van, hogy néha többször váltanak az angol és francia nyelv között egy mondatban, s akkor kicsit nehéz követni. De megy na, csak nagyon fárasztó.

Szeptemberben minden vasárnap a tengerparton voltunk, de most már hideg van... de egyelőre ez is nagyon tetszik, mert olyan Kászon illata van a levegőnek. És persze rettegek a téli viharoktól. De nem teszek semmit ellene. Várok.

Fogócskázik
két repülő
a város fölött.
Egyik nap két MIG-szerű repülőgép körözött itt Lorient fölött. És hülyéskedtem, hogy biztos kergetik egymást. S hát következő nap az újságban nem azt írják, hogy összeütközött két ilyen katonasági izé?! Mondjuk kicsit arrább, de mégis?!

Át kéne nevezzem Erasmus-blognak ezt a nemsemmit.

update

2008-09-20T21:17:00.005+01:00

Múlt pénteken voltam buliba a cseheknél - nagyon szép házat bérelnek 6an (3 szoba s egy naaagy nappali). Ittam s táncoltam. Hm. De valójában az volt csodálatos, hogy láttam igazi spanyolokat táncolni! Vagyis ez nem egy film, ezek igazi spanyolok! S nemcsak ők, mindenki más és más országból került ide, és ennek ellenére jól szót értünk. Mindenki nagyon kedves volt, főleg a házigazdák, a csehek :)

Tegnap megint elmentem ugyanabba a buliba, de rossz kedvem volt. Néha... akármennyire kívánnám hogy sikeres szociális lény legyek, nem megy. Nem tudok kiengedni, kinyílni. Akkor se, ha megiszom két pohár martinit. Hát tegnap az alkoholnak annyi hatása volt, hogy nagyon elálmosodtam. :D Meg nem is táncolt senki. És végül haza is jöttem s elaludtam.

Múlt héten... Vasárnap voltunk megint a tengerparton – izé, óceán – ez egyszer csapatostul (a lakótársakkal), csomót fociztunk és egyet úsztam is az Óceánban!!! :D
Hétfőn volt egy francia nyelvvizsga. Kicsit becsináltunk, mert a haladó szintű tanár eléggé durvának tűnik. És hát ettől a vizsgától függ melyik szintre fognak helyezni egész félévben a francia segítő kurzuson. A haladók hetente csak két órát kell járjanak, a középső szint meg négy órát. Viszont a középső szinten ugyanaz a kedves tanárnő tanít, akivel voltunk most szeptemberben. Tehát lehet még jobb 4 órát járni, de nyugodtan :D Aztán remélem kiderül, melyik szinthez tartozom.

Kedden elmentünk az elsőévesek megnyitójára, megismertünk egy-két tanárt, bemutatkozunk az igazgatónőnek és azt mondta elér csütörtökön jönni, a harmadévesek megnyitójára. El is mentünk, ám kiderült hogy egy tanár segítségével ki kell válasszuk a tantárgyainkat és... Ne tudd meg mennyit járkáltunk hogy megtaláljunk mindent. Mindegy. Amúgy is világos, hogy mindenért hülyére kell kínlódd magad, hogy kijöjjön :D Viszont a tanárok mind véééégtelenül kedvesek és segítőkészek!!! Még a titkárnénik is: nem néznek úgy rád mint egy zavaró alsóbbrendű lényre, hanem mindig mosolyognak és segítenek! A helyzet így néz ki: jövő héten elmegyünk minél több kurzusra ami érdekel és majd utána leszögezzük, hogy mire tudunk elmenni (órarend és nehézség szempontjából). Tehát nagyba tervezgetem az időbeosztást :D

Szerda is egy csodálatos nap volt :) Akkor volt a tömegszállítás napja, tehát egész nap lehetett buszozni egyetlen 1 eurós jeggyel. S mi a szép Lorient-ben? Hogy az óceán partján van és - létezik hajó-busz!!! Tehát 4-szer hajókáztunk azon a napon! Port de Peche-ból Port Louis-ba s vissza, majd Port de Plaisance-ból Locmiquelic-be s vissza. Alaposan kihasználtuk a lehetőséget s csomót sétáltunk 3an: Roxana, Tatiana meg én. Hálistennek gyönyörű idő van már régóta. Ma is sétáltunk egy nagyot a Le Ter folyó partján a lakótársakkal.
pusssz

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Vinerea trecută am fost la o petrecere la cehi – ei închiriază o casă foarte frumoasă 6 persoane (3 camere şi o cameră de zi maaare). Am băut şi-am dansat. Hm. Dar de fapt partea minunată a fost că am văzut spanioli adevăraţi dansând! Adică ăsta nu-i un film, ăştia sunt spanioli adevăraţi! Şi nu numai ei, toţi am ajuns aici din diferite ţări şi totuşi ne înţelegem. Toată lumea a fost foarte drăguţă, mai ales gazdele, cehii :)

Ieri m-am dus iar la aceeaşi petrecere, dar nu m-am simţit bine. Uneori… oricât de mult aş vrea să fiu o fiinţă sociabilă de succes, nu merge. Nu pot să-mi dau drumul, să mă deschid. Nici dacă beau două pahare de martini. Păi ieri alcoolul a avut un singur efect asupra mea: am devenit extrem de somnoroasă. :D Şi nici nu dansa nimeni. Şi într-un sfârşit am venit acasă şi-am adormit.

Săptămâna trecută… Duminică am fost iar la mare – uhh ocean – de data asta cu toată trupa (colocatarii), am jucat fotbal şi am şi înotat în Ocean!!! :D Luni am avut un examen de franceză. Ne-am cam pişat pe noi, fiindcă proful de nivel avansat pare destul de dur. Şi în funcţie de examenul acesta vom fi repartizaţi pe diferite niveluri pe tot semestrul la cursul de franceză pentru străini. Avansaţii vor trebui să meargă doar două ore pe săptămână, cei la nivelul mediu patru ore. Însă acolo predă aceeaşi profă drăguţă, care ne-a predat acum în septembrie. Deci poate e mai bine să înveţi 4 ore, dar mai liniştit :D Apoi sper că voi afla la care nivel sunt.

Marţi ne-am dus la deschiderea anului universitar pentru cei din anul I, am văzut câţiva profi, ne-am prezentat directoarei şi ne-a zis că ajunge să venim joi, la deschiderea celor de anul III. Ne-am şi dus, dar am aflat că tre’ să ne alegem materiile cu ajutorul unui profesor şi… Vai cât a trebuit să ne plimbăm ca să găsim tot ce ne trebuie. Woteva. Oricum e clar că tre’ să te chinui ca să iasă ceva :D Însă profii sunt toţi foaaaaaarte drăguţi si săritori!!! Chiar şi secretarele: nu se uită la tine ca la o fiinţă inferioară care le deranjează ci zâmbesc mereu şi te ajută! Situaţia e următoarea: săptămâna viitoare ne vom duce la cât mai multe cursuri care ne interesează şi apoi vom stabili la ce putem să mergem (în funcţie de orar şi dificultate). Deci tocmai îmi plănuiesc orarul :D

Şi miercuri a fost o zi minunată :) Atunci a fost ziua transportului public, deci toată ziua puteai să mergi cu autobuzul cu un singur bilet de 1€. Şi ce e frumos în Lorient? Că e la ocean şi există vapor-buz!!! Deci în ziua aceea ne-am plimbat cu vaporul de 4 ori! Din Port de Peche în Port Louis şi înapoi, apoi din Port de Plaisance în Locmiquelic şi-napoi. Am profitat de ocazie şi ne-am plimbat mult noi trei: Roxana, Tatiana şi eu. Slavă Domnului vremea e minunată de mult timp. Şi azi am făcut o mare plimbare în jurul râului Le Ter cu colocatarii.

pup

kreatív blogger-díj

2008-09-15T00:09:00.003+01:00

Hát ez egy nagyon kellemes meglepetés, nem is tudtam, hogy létezik ilyesmi! Ezt szeretem az internetben, ki lehet találni akármit, és ha az embereknek tetszik, átveszik és továbbadják :D

Azaz Tivadartól kaptam egy virtuális "kreatív blogger" díjat, köszönöm szépen :)

Továbbadom a következő személyeknek:

Laura

Eszter

Gombóc

A felhívás szövege:
1. Pakold ki a versenyt a bejegyzés címébe!
2. Linkeld annak a blogját, akitől kaptad (ha több is van neki, akkor azt, amelyiken a díjról írt)!
3. Jelölj öt blogot (azaz bloggert/bloggerinát), és linkeld őket!
4. Hagyj nekik üzenetet arról, hogy jelölted őket!
5. Írd le ezt az öt szabályt.

levelezés - corespondenţă

2008-09-12T12:42:00.005+01:00

2008. 09. 02, kedd
Hát eddig volt párszor balszerencsénk, de annál több szerencsénk!
Most minden rendben. Jó kicsi városka, nagyon tetszik.
Majd fogok feltenni képeket, ha majd feltöltöm a laptopot. Tegnap csomót gyalogoltunk Párizsban :D Ma meg vonatoztunk, esőben kerestük a szállást, délutánra meg gyönyörű idő lett!
Puszillak, nagyon szeretnék otthon lenni, ugye, mert ott van biztos szállás, biztos kaja... Eléggé rázós volt ez a két nap. De most oké. Holnap kezdjük keresni a másik, biztos szállást. S akkor még írok sztem. Most muszáj egyet pihenjek valahogy. :D

2008. 09. 04, csütörtök
Most épp a könyvtárba ültünk be internetezni ebéd után, ilyenkor a fű se nő egész Franciaországban, mert mindenki ebédel. Mi is az egyetemi étkezdében eszünk, ez a legolcsóbb megoldás. De mikor elkezdődik az egyetem, NAGYON tele lesz... Ma megengedték hogy használjunk egy telefont az egyetemen és így rémelem hamarosan kapunk szállást is... Aztán lesz még bőven intéznivaló. De kialakul. Ma reggel nagyot zuhogott pont amikor jöttünk, alaposan megáztunk ernyővel is, azóta meg süt a nap. Itt Lorient-ben van meg egy román lány s ma megismertem egy magyar lányt is (s kell legyen egy fiú is). Lesz majd egy francia diák aki segíteni fog nekem egész évben, mert beléptem egy jó diákszervezetbe :) [közben kaptunk szállást és elköltöztünk]

2008. 09. 05, péntek
Sajnos nem lesz már sok alkalmam netezni, mert a szálláson nincs internet. De lehet 15-e után mar lesz diákigazolványom, akkor majd könnyebben netezek vaegy diákszervezetnél. Mert most a könyvtárban vagyok (ezért nem tudok messengerezni se) és csendben kell ülni, nincs is hangszóró, stb. Hétvégén pedig szó sem lehet róla, mert itt minden zárva van.
Ma írjuk alá a szerződést a tulajjal, kifizetjük a garanciát (amit a végén visszaad, ha nem törünk össze semmit) és majd később a bért. (mikor majd kiveszem a pénzt a bankkártyámról, azt mondta, úgy ok) Muszáj nyissak francia bankszámlát (kedden), hogy kössek egy biztosítást (kötelező a lakásra), meg csütörtökön van a beiratkozás az egyetemre, akkor utána majd kapok diákigazolványt, asszem lesz egy kötelező orvosi vizit is... Kb ennyi amit el kell intézzek. Jövő héten.

Egy jó kiadós ebéd az egyetemi kantinnál 2,85 €, ott szoktunk enni, mert amúgy drága lenne a kaja. S osztán reggelire s vacsorára 2-3 naponként költunk úgy 2,70-et. A kantinnál nagyon érdekes :) Egy jegyért lehet venni egy fő fogást és 2 másik dolgot - desszert vagy saláta vagy gyümölcs, stb. És minden nap más kajákat lehet választani. Reggel s este meg tejet, teát, vajas kenyeret szalámival, kekszet, csak ami a legolcsóbb, azt eszünk/iszunk. Mert a zöldség s a gyümölcs drága. De tegnap kaptunk banánt jó olcsón és vettünk.

S az az eső óta nem áztam meg. Nem esett többet olyan durván, miközben gyalogoltunk. Akkor is nagyon hamar magszáradt rajtam (a nadrágom).

Hmmm… Mit is mondjak még. Ma reggel jöttünk francia órára, tudod van ez az intenzív felkészítő a külföldieknek (ma kezdődött s tart jövő péntekig) és lemértük, hogy a szállás 9 percre van az egyetemtől. Hadd mondjam el, hogy olyan igazi diákszoba - szal nem éppen 5*-os, van pár hibája, de van benne ágy, szék, asztal, szekrény, polc és tus és kagyló. Van konyha, ebédlő, wc és mosógép közösen még 2 német fiúval s egy franciával. S edények, poharak, könyvek, aragáz, hűtő, minden. Van egy olyan érzésem, hogy sokat fogunk takarítani :)) De remélem ok lesz.

2008. 09. 09, kedd

Nyitottam bankszámlát, mert muszáj - megpróbálok szerezni szociális segélyt, s ahhoz kell.
Szombaton voltunk egyet kirándulni (ingyen) itt a megyében - úgy hívjak Morbihan. Egy kastélyt látogattunk meg, Josselin-ben, a De Rohan családé, és meg mindig léteznek és benne élnek! Éppen akkor este ünnepelték családjuk 800-ik évét és nagy vacsorát készítettek sok-sok meghívottal. Maga a gróf vagy micsoda amúgy szenátor. Hihetetlen, egy kastély, amiben meg mindig élnek az urak. Délután pedig egy hagyományos francia falut látogattunk meg, úgy hívjak Poul Fetan. A tipikus tehénfejés, egyéb állatsimogatás, egy fajta "elő falumúzeum". De nagyon szép. Vannak emberek is, beöltözve parasztoknak, megmutatták hogyan készítik a vajat, a pityókás sutit (mmmmeg is lehetett kóstolni), hogy mosnak, minden. A zöldségesben is ki volt teve mindennek a neve, meg a gyökér egy borkánba, ha azt használják. Sok, sokminden. Nagyon jól ki van alakítva, igazan irigyelem.
Vasárnap voltunk az óceánparton gyalog - kicsit messzecske van. Hétfőn nagyon szép idő volt, megint elmentünk, de csak a lábunkkal tudtunk belemenni - nekem nagyon hidegnek tűnt. 1-2 ember úszott is benne, de én nem bírtam volna.
Tegnap készítettünk hígpalacsintát s megosztottuk a lakótársainkkal. Nagyon kedves dolog volt.

.ma, szombat.

Sok Erasmus-os van Csehországból, Németországból és Spanyolországból. Na és ezek mind szeretnek inni. Nagyon. Minden este szerveztek ivászatot. Én is elmentem kedden és megyek ma este is. Nemigen értem mi a lényege a sok alkoholnak, de úgy tűnik ők így szoktak szocializálni - akárcsak nálunk is a fiatalok... Nem mintha valami bajom lenne az alkohollal, de nem lehetne kitalálni valami olcsóbb szórakozást??? De hat amúgy sincs jobb ötletem =))
Hát úgy tudom fognak még szervezni ilyen ingyen kirándulásokat, oda elmegyek, az biztos. És van pár múzeum is ingyen itt a városban. Sajnos sört meg vodkát nem adnak ingyen.

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02. 09. 2008, marţi
Până acum am avut de câteva ori ghinion, dar cu atât mai mult noroc!

Acum totul e în ordine. Un orăşel mic, drăguţ, îmi place foarte mult.

Voi pune poze când îmi voi încărca laptopul. Ieri am mers foarte mult (pe jos) prin Paris :D Azi am mers cu trenul, am căutat cazarea prin ploaie şi dup-amiaza s-a făcut vremea foarte frumoasă!

Vă pup, aş vrea foarte mult să fiu acasă, desigur, fiindcă acolo e cazare şi mâncare sigură… Ultimele două zile au fost destul de obositoare. Dar acum e ok. Mâine vom începe să căutăm altă cazare, sigură. S voi mai scrie atunci. Acum trebuie neapărat să mă odihnesc cumva.

04. 09. 2008, joi

Tocmai am venit la bibliotecă să stăm pe net după prânz, că la ora asta nici iarba nu creşte în toată Franţa, fiindcă toată lumea mănâncă. Şi noi mâncăm la cantina de la universitate, acolo e cel mai ieftin. Dar când va începe universitatea, va fi foarte plin… Azi ne-au dat voie să folosim un telefon la universitate şi sper că în curând vom găsi cazare… Şi vor mai fi multe chestii de aranjat. Dar sper că se vor rezolva. Azi dimineaţa a plouat foarte mult tocmai când veneam şi ne-am udat rău de tot, chiar şi cu umbrelă, iar de atunci e soare. Aici în Lorient mai e o fată româncă şi azi am cunoscut şi o unguroaică (şi tre să fie şi un băiat pe-undeva). O să fie un student / o studentă care mă va ajuta, fiindcă am intrat într-o asociaţie de studenţi :) [între timp am găsit cazare şi ne-am mutat]

05. 09. 2008, vineri

Din păcate nu prea voi mai avea ocazia să stau pe net, fiindcă nu am acasă. Dar se poate că după 15 sept. voi avea carnet de student şi voi putea să folosesc netul mai uşor la vreo asociaţie de studenţi. Fiindcă acum sunt la bibliotecă (de-asta nu pot nici să folosesc messenger-ul) şi tre să stăm în linişte, nici nu sunt boxe, etc. Iar în week-end nici să nu mă gândesc, fiindcă totul e închis.

Azi vom semna contractul cu proprietara, am plătit garanţia (pe care ne-o dă înapoi la sfârşit dacă nu distrugem nimic) şi vom plăti mai încolo (când scoatem banii de pe cardul bancar, a zis că e ok). Trebuie neapărat să-mi deschid un cont bancar francez (marţi), ca să-mi fac o asigurare (obligatorie, de locuinţă), joi e înscrierea la facultate, atunci voi primi adeverinţa/cardul de student, cred că va fi o vizită obligatorie la doctor… Cam atât trebuie să aranjez. Săptămâna viitoare.

O masă copioasă la cantina de la universitate e 2,85 €, acolo mâncăm de obicei, fiindcă altfel mâncarea e scumpă. Iar pentru micul dejun şi cină cheltuim la fiecare 2-3 zile în jur de 2,70. La cantină e foarte interesant.:) Pentru un tichet poţi să iei un fel principal şi 2 alte lucrurui – un desert, un antreu sau fructe, etc. Şi în fiecare zi sunt alte tipuri de mâncăruri. Dimineaţa şi seara mâncăm pâine cu salam, biscuiţi, bem lapte sau ceai, tot ce e mai ieftin. Fiindcă fructele şi legumele sunt foarte scumpe. Dar ieri am găsit banane mai ieftin şi am luat.

Şi de atunci, de la ploaia aceea nu m-am mai udat. N-a mai plouat aşa de dur, în timp ce mergeam pe jos. Chiar şi atunci m-am uscat foarte repede.

Hmmm… Ce să mai zic. Azi dimineaţa veneam la ora de franceză, ştii avem un curs intensiv pentru străini (azi a început şi ţine până vinerea viitoare) şi am calculat că stăm la 9 minute de la universitate. Dă-mi voie să-ţi zic că e o cameră de student veritabilă – adică nu e chiar de 5*, are câteva greşeli, dar am un pat, un scaun, o masă, etajeră, duş şi chiuvetă. Bucătăria, sala de mâncat, wc-ul şi maşina de spălat sunt comune cu încă doi băieţi germani şi un francez. Şi tacâmuri, pahare, cărţi, aragaz, frigider, tot. Am o senzaţie că vom face mult curat :)) Dar sper că va fi ok.

09. 09. 2008, marţi

Mi-am deschis cont bancar, fiindcă e obligatoriu – voi încerca să primesc ajutor social, şi pentru asta îmi trebuie.

Sâmbăta am fost la o excursie (gratis) aici în judeţ – se numeşte Morbihan. Am vizitat un castel în Josselin, e al familiei De Rohan şi aceşti oameni încă există şi trăiesc în castel! Tocmai ziua aceea se pregăteau să sărbătorească împlinirea a 800 de ani de când există familia lor. Ducele sau ce e acum e senator. E incredibil, un castel în care şi-n ziua de azi trăiesc boierii. Iar dup-amiaza am vizitat un sat tradiţional francez, se numeşte Poul Fetan. Am văzut chestii obişnuite la noi – mulsul vacilor, mângâierea animalelor, un fel de „muzeul satului viu”. Dar e foarte frumos. Sunt şi oameni îmbrăcaţi în ţărani, ne-au arătat cum se prepara untul, plăcinta cu cartofi (puteai să şi guşti), cum spălau rufele, tot. În grădină erau afişate numele tuturor legumelor, chiar şi rădăcina într-un borcan, dacă asta se folosea. Multe, multe chestii. Era foarte curat şi ordonat, îi invidiez rău de tot.

Duminică ne-am dus la malul oceanului pe jos – e cam departe. Luni a fost vreme foarte frumoasă şi ne-am dus iar, dar am putut intra doar cu picioarele – mie mi s-a părut foarte rece. Unu sau doi oameni chiar înotau, dar eu n-aş fi putut.

Ieri am făcut clătite şi am împărţit cu colocatarii. A fost un lucru foarte drăguţ.

.azi, sâmbătă.

Sut mulţi Erasmuşi din Cehia, Germania şi Spania. Şi ăştia toţi iubesc să bea. Mult. În fiecare seară fac petrecere. Şi eu m-am dus marţi şi mă duc şi azi. Nu prea înţeleg care-i faza cu alcoolul, dar se pare că ei aşa socializează de obicei – ca şi la noi tinerii… Nu de parcă aş avea vreo problemă cu alcoolul, dar n-am putea să inventăm ceva mai ieftin??? Oricum eu n-am o idee mai bună =))

Din câte ştiu vor mai organiza astfel de călătorii, acolo voi merge sigur. Şi mai sunt nişte muzee prin oraş. Din păcate berea şi vodca nu sunt gratis.

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2008-09-03T20:14:00.006+01:00

2008.09.02, kedd

Hétfőn kb 3:40-kor felkeltem, hogy minél hamarabb elérjek a Băneasa repülőtérre, mert úgy hallottam hogy tömeg szokott lenni. Az is volt, de sikerült bemenni gond nélkül. Nem fogjátok elhinni, de a BlueAir repülőgép nem késett! :D Ritkán mondjuk el, ha valami rendben van, csak azt emlegetjük, ha valami késik. Itt minden időre jön! (vagy 2-3 percet késik, nem többet) Mindenesetre szép volt a repülés, asszem felismertem Budapestet fentről, aztán nagyjából elaludtam. Beauvais-ben a repülőtéren egy buszra ültünk (de kedves volt a jegyárus!) – hogy lássátok, milyen komolyak itt, kötelező volt feltenni a biztonsági övet. Nem viccelünk. Ja, és még egy érdekes dolog, indulás után először átmentünk 5-6 körforgalmon. Úgy tűnik ezeket szeretik a franciák. De szép, tetszik. És megérkeztünk Párizsba, a Porte Maillot térre és követtük a jeleket, melyek a metróhoz vezettek. Előre kikerestük a RATP site-ján az útvonalat és könnyű volt eljutni a Lozère megállóhoz (Palaiseau negyedben, a város déli részén) – könnyű vagyis nem tévedtünk el, minden világosan ki volt írva, viszont nagyon elfáradtunk, nehéz volt lépcsőzni egy 19 és egy 6 kilós csomaggal, plussz a laptop – az is 5. Uffff. Végül megtaláltuk a Roxana barátjának a lakását, letettük a csomagokat (a második emeleten…) és kicsit sétáltunk a környéken, kerestünk egy boltot, de sajnos zárva volt. Körülbelül 3 előtt 20 perccel elindultunk, hogy megnézzük Párizs központját. Sétáltunk a Luxembourg parkban, majd sokat gyalogoltunk a Szajna partján, a Notre Dame-tól az Eiffel toronyig. Sok épületet és szobrot láttunk. Mintha egy filmben lettünk volna, a Paris, je t’aime-ben. Éppen csak hogy haltunk éhen, szomjan és dőltünk ki a fáradtságtól. Nemigen tudtam kiélvezni a pillanatot. Aztán vettünk valami kaját és visszatértünk Lozère-be. S a kaja nem lett valami ízletes. Ez van. Aztán lefeküdtünk. Nagyon izgultunk a vonat miatt. Nem tudtuk, hogy el fogjuk-e kapni, vagy sem, mert az első RER Lozère-ből 5:13-kor indult, s a mi TGV-nk 7:05-kor. Hál’Istennek én most épp ezen a vonaton írok. Viszont ha nem kaptuk volna el, 10-ig kellett volna várjunk, egy másikkal menjünk, váltanunk is kellett volna, nem vártak volna az önkéntesek a diákszervezetből és nem is találtuk volna meg a szállást. De ki tudja? Lehet így se kapjuk meg.

Tudod, rájöttünk, hogy nagyon szép volt otthon, mikor tervezgettük az egész utazást és mondtuk, hogy „majd boldogulunk”. De valójában nem olyan egyszerű. Sőt nagyon nehéz, harcolnod kell, résen kell lenni. Eddig viszont elmondhatom, hogy szerencsénk volt. Mindent elkaptunk. Boldogultunk. Nagyon elfáradtunk, elment a kedvünk is, de boldogultunk. És Lorient-ben leszünk 3 óra múlva.

De olyan szép itt Franciaországban! Gyönyörűek az épületek! Az egyszerű házak is szépek, mert összhangban vannak a tájjal, általában krémszínűek és a tetőjük fekete. És jó stílusuk van, nem túloznak, mint Romániában. És az emberek általában kedvesek. Leginkább azért csodálkozom, hogy milyen sok fajta ember van itt. Vagyis nem csak fehérek, hogymondjam. És tetszik, mikor a metróban ülsz olyan érzésed van, mintha egy filmben lennél :)

2008.09.03, szerda

Nos kaptam az Auberge-ben internetet. Ez egy fajta hostel-t jelent. És felteszek mindent, amit a vonaton írtam :) Meg amit most írok. Hát amikor megérkeztünk nem kaptuk meg azokat, akik vártak (volna) ránk. Roxana örvendett, hogy látta az óceánt, én meg kezdtem pánikba esni, hogy nem fogunk szállást kapni és esik az eső és a parkban fogunk aludni. Vaegy órát álltunk a buszmegállóban és ez az Auberge felé mentünk, remélvén hogy le van foglalva nekünk. Nem értünk oda idejében, mert lekéstük a vonat utáni buszt, mert kerestük azokat, akik kellett volna várjanak. Ne is mondjam, hogy a busz 3 megállóval arrább vitt, mert senki se mondta nekünk, hogy a busz csak akkor áll meg, ha valaki jelzi, hogy le akar szállni (vagy felülni). És zuhogott. Legalább láttuk hol van a hiperolcsó szupermarket, abban a megállóban. Mert amúgy minden halálosan drága.

Nagyon tetszik a városka. Azóta nem esett az eső.

Amikor megérkeztünk az Auberge-hoz, majdnem elsírtam magam, mert be volt zárva. Valójában tudtam, hogy zárva lesz, csak reméltem hogy bemehetünk valahova a folyósóra, mert kint hideg volt. De kábé 5 perc múlva jött valaki s beengedett. Sokat vártunk, addig Roxana elment vásárolni valami kaját, majd megkaptuk a szobát. 6-7 másik lánnyal együtt. Drága.

S akkor ma volt az első „bevezető” nap és megtudtuk hogy stabil cím nélkül nem tudunk semmit se csinálni – be se tudunk iratkozni az egyetemre, szal naaaagyon fontos. Van pár tíz telefonszámunk az újságokból, de nincs telefonunk. S egy kártya 6 euró… fájdalmas… De meg kell oldjuk. És kész.

Itt a hostelben sokan vannak Csehorszából, Spanyolországból és Németorságból, megismertem valakit Azerbajdzsánból és még van pár lány Romániából. Elég szép, nekem miiinden tetszik, de jó lenne ha olcsóbb és egyszerűbb lenne… :D

Sajnos kicsit lusta voltam feltenni a képeket a gépre… Talán ha lesz biztos lakásunk és kicsit lenyugszunk. De elég jól tartom magam hihihi. Csodálatos. És sokkal szebbnek tűnik, mint Párizs… Mert egy kis város, kevésbé veszélyes, az óóóóceján partján :D Ma körbevezettek a campus-on. A könyvtár Gyönyörű! S van egy széééép park is a városban. És szörnyű izomlázam van a csomagoktól s a gyalogolástól. Sürgősen kell találjak lakást. Uff.

Puszi, meglátom hogy megy az élet s még írok.

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02. 09. 2008, marţi

Luni m-am trezit pe la 3:40, ca să ajung cât mai repede în aeroportul Băneasa, fiindcă auzisem că e destul de aglomerat. Chiar a fost, dar am reuşit să intrăm fără nicio problemă. N-o să vă vină să credeţi, dar avionul BlueAir nu a întârziat! :D Rareori se spune dacă ceva e bine, spunem doar dacă întârzie ceva. Aici totul vine la timp! (sau întârzie 2-3 min, nu mai mult) Oricum, zborul a fost frumos, cred c-am recunoscut Budapesta din avion, apoi am cam adormit. În aeroportul Beauvais am luat un autobuz (ce drăguţ era vânzătorul de bilete!) – să vedeţi ce serioşi sunt, trebuia să porţi centura de siguranţă! Aici nu e de glumit. A, şi încă ceva interesant, cum am pornit, am trecut prin 5-6 sensuri giratorii. Se pare că le plac francezilor. Dar e frumos, îmi place. Şi am ajuns în Paris, la Porte Maillot şi am urmat semnele care ne-au dus la metrou. Ne căutasem dinainte pe site-ul RATP traseul, şi a fost uşor să ajungem la Lozère (în cartierul Palaiseau din sudul oraşului) – uşor în sensul că nu ne-am pierdut, totul era clar semnalat, însă am obosit rău de tot, era greu să urci şi să cobori scările cu două genţi de 19 respectiv 6 kile plus laptop-ul – tot vreo 5. Offff. În sfârşit, am găsit apartamentul prietenului Roxanei, am pus jos bagajele (la etajul 2…) şi ne-am plimbat puţin prin zonă să găsim un magazin. Dar nu era deschis. Cam pe la 3 fără 20 am pornit să vizităm centrul Parisului. Ne-am plimbat prin parcul Luxembourg şi apoi am mers foarte mult pe malul Senei, de la Notre Dame până la Turnul Eiffel. Am văzut multe clădiri şi statui. Parcă eram într-un film. În Paris, je t’aime. Doar că muream de foame, sete şi oboseală. N-am prea putut să savurez momentul. Apoi am luat nişte mâncare şi ne-am întors în Lozère. Şi mâncarea n-a ieşit prea bine. Asta e. Apoi ne-am culcat. Ne-am făcut foarte multe griji în legătură cu trenul. Nu ştiam dacă îl vom prinde sau nu, fiindcă primul RER din Lozère pornea la 5:13 iar TGV-ul nostru la 7:05. Din fericire eu acum scriu tocmai în acest tren. Însă dacă nu-l prindeam, trebuia să aşteptăm până la 10, să luăm altul care nici nu era direct şi, mult mai rău, nu ne mai aşteptau cei de la asociaţia de studenţi şi nu mai găseam pensiunea. De fapt, cine ştie? Poate nici aşa nu găsim.

Ştiţi, ne-am dat seama că a fost foarte frumos acasă, atunci când ne-am planificat toată călătoria şi spuneam că „ne vom descurca”. Dar în realitate nu e aşa de simplu. E chiar foarte greu, trebuie să lupţi, să fii pe fază. Până acum însă pot să spun că am avut noroc. Am prins tot. Ne-am descurcat. Am obosit foarte mult, ne-a pierit şi cheful, dar ne-am descurcat. Şi ajungem în Lorient peste 3 ore.

Dar e aşa de frumos în aici în Franţa! Nişte clădiri minunate! Şi casele simple sunt frumoase, fiindcă se potrivesc cu peisajul, au în general nuanţe de crem şi acoperişul negru. Şi au acelaşi stil, nu în toate culorile ca în România. Şi oamenii sunt drăguţi în general. Cel mai mult mă miră că sunt atâtea feluri de oameni aici. Adică nu doar albi, să spun aşa. Şi îmi place, când stai în metrou ai aşa o senzaţie de parcă ai fi într-un film :)

03. 09. 2008, miercuri

Eh am gasit internet în Auberge. Asta înseamna un fel de hostel. Cum să spun. Şi vă pun ce-am scris în tren :) Plus ce scriu acum. Păi când am ajuns nu i-am găsit pe cei care ne aşteptau. Roxana era bucuroasă fiindcă văzuse oceanul şi eu tocmai mă panicam că n-o să găsim nicio cazare şi plouă şi vom dormi prin parc. Am stat vreo oră în staţia de autobuz şi am mers spre Auberge acesta la care speram să avem rezervare. Din cauză că-i căutasem pe cei care trebuia să ne aştepte la gară, am pierdut primul autobuz de după tren şi n-am ajuns la Auberge la timp. Să nu mai spun că şi autobuzul ne-a dus cu 3 staţii mai încolo, fiindcă nimeni nu ne-a spus că nu opreşte decât dacă cineva apasă butonul de la uşă. Peripeţii, ce mai. Şi ploua ca naiba. Cel puţin am văzut unde e hypermarketul hyperieftin, în staţia aia. Că-n rest totul e mortal de scump.

Îmi place foarte mult orăşelul. De-atunci n-a mai plouat.

Atunci când am ajuns la Auberge era să plâng fiindcă era închis. De fapt ştiam că urma să fie închis, dar speram să intrăm şi noi pe hol, că era frig afară. Dar peste vreo 5 minute a venit cineva şi ne-a deschis. Am aşteptat mult, s-a dus Roxana să ne ia de mâncare şi apoi am primit cameră. Împreună cu alte 6-7 fete. Scump.

Oricum, azi a fost prima zi de "introducere" şi am aflat că fără adresă stabilă nu putem să facem mai nimic - nici să ne înscriem la universitate, deci e foaaaarte urgent. Avem cateva zeci de numere de telefon din ziare, dar nu avem telefon. Şi o cartelă costă 6 euro... dureros... Dar trebuie să rezolvăm. Şi-atât.

Aici la hostel sunt mulţi din Cehia, din Spania şi Germania, am cunoscut şi pe cineva din Azerbaidjan şi mai sunt şi nişte fete din România. E frumos totuşi, mie-mi place toooot, dar ar fi bine să fie mai ieftin şi mai simplu... :D

Din pacate mi-a fost cam lene să pun pozele pe calculator... Poate dacă vom avea locuinţă stabilă şi ne vom calma puţin. Dar totuşi rezist destul de bine hihiihi. E minunat. Şi să ştiţi că mi se pare mult mai drăguţ decât la Paris... Fiindcă e orăşel mic, mai puţin periculos, la oceaaaaaaan :D Azi am vizitat campus-ul. Biblioteca e Minunată! Şi e şi un parc frumoooos în oraş. Şi am o febră musculară teribilă de la bagaje şi de la mers. Tre să-mi găsesc locuinţă urgent. Uff.

Vă pup, mai văd cum merge viaţa şi mai scriu.

sétáló, gondolkodós - video - de plimbare, gândire

2008-08-21T15:17:00.004+01:00

walking, thinking video

Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia

részlet kétségbeesett gondolataimból - fragment din gândurile mele disperate - parts of my desperate thoughts

2008-08-17T21:36:00.010+01:00

Különbséget teszünk az emberek között az szerint, hogy hol élnek, honnan jöttek, milyen nyelven beszélnek, milyen színű a bőrük, a hajuk, stb. Mert úgy egyszerűbb.

"- Tudod, az a magas, barnahajú! - Az a lófogú? - Az, az!"

Jó ez így, hogy meg lehet különböztetni az embereket egymástól, könnyebben megértjük egymást. És sokszínűek vagyunk. Szeretünk is különbözőek lenni, néha rendesen törekszünk, hogy kitűnjünk, nem?

Ám van amikor haragból épp a különböző tulajdonságokat szúrjuk ki, arra fogjuk a bajt és kialakul egy előítélet...

De az emberek minden tulajdonságuktól függetlenul lehetnek egyszerű, igazi, jóakaratú emberek. Akik minden nap megdolgoznak az életért, a családért, a közösségért. És egy rosszindulatú szóval el lehet rontani a napjukat. Minden napjukat. És ha az életben csak ütést kapnak, nagyon nehezen lehetnek jóindulatúak. Védekeznek, vissza kell üssenek, nem lehet mindent elnyelni. És így csak szaporodik a baj.

"... vidéki, városi, külföldi, román, magyar, cigány, amerikai, olasz, szőke, vörös, magas, alacsony, sovány, kövér..."

Minden szó csak egy egyszerű semleges valóságot fejez ki.

De amikor haraggal mondják... az nagyon fáj, mindenkinek. Éppen azért, mert annyira hozzájuk tartozik, az egyéniségükhöz.

Semlegesen lehet bármit mondani. De mikor mérgesek vagyunk...

Vigyázzunk egymásra, emberek... :(

*** Tudom, hogy "szép és jó", hogy így leírom és kész, nem változik semmi. Ezek a gondolataim. Azontúl mindenki maga tehet arról, ahogy él. Az ember elsősorban magán tud változtatni. (... és ez által lassanként másokon is)

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

Diferenţiem oamenii în funcţie de unde trăiesc, de unde au venit, în ce limbă vorbesc, culoarea pielii, a părului, etc. Fiindcă aşa e mai simplu.

"- Ştii, ăla înalt cu părul brunet! – Ăla cu dinţii de cal? – Da, da!"

E bine aşa că putem să diferenţiem oamenii unii de alţii, ne înţelegem mai uşor. Şi suntem diferiţi. Chiar ne place să fim altfel, câteodată încercăm din răsputeri să ieşim în evidenţă, nu?

Însă se întâmplă ca din mânie să vedem tocmai trăsăturile diferite, să proiectăm problema pe acestea şi astfel se formează o prejudecată...

Dar oamenii pot fi nişte oameni simpli, sinceri, binevoitori indiferent de trăsăturile lor. Oameni care lucrează în fiecare zi pentru viaţă, pentru familie, pentru comunitate. Şi cu un cuvânt ostil putem să le stricăm ziua. Toate zilele. Şi dacă în viaţă primesc doar lovituri, foarte greu mai pot fi binevoitori. Se apără, trebuie să lovească înapoi, nu pot înghiţi tot. Şi astfel doar creşte necazul.

"... sătean, orăşean, străin, român, maghiar, ţigan, american, italian, blond, roşcat, înalt, scund, slab, gras..."

Fiecare cuvânt exprimă o realitate simplă, neutră.

Dar când cineva o spune cu ură… doare foarte mult, pentru oricine. Tocmai fiindcă acea trăsătură le aparţine aşa de mult, e parte din personalitatea lor.

Se poate spune orice în mod neutru. Dar când suntem mânioşi…

Să avem grijă unii de alţii, oameni buni... :(

*** Ştiu, că e „drăguţ” că doar scriu şi gata, nu schimb mare lucru. Astea sunt gândurile mele. În rest fiecare e responsabil de felul în care trăieşte. Omul se poate schimba în primul rând pe el însuşi. (… şi prin asta încetul cu încetul şi pe alţii)

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

We distinguish people by where they live, where they come from, what language they speak, the colour of their skin, their hair, and so on. Because it's more simple.

"- You know, the tall one with brown hair! - The one with teeth like a horse? - Yeah, that one!"

It's fine this way, we can tell people apart, we can understand each other easier. And we're all different. We enjoy being different, sometimes we even fight to step out of the crowd, don't we?

But if we take those distinguishing features and we point them out when we're angry, we form a prejudice...

But people can be simple, true, and kind irrespective of their features. People who work every day for their life, for their family, for their community. And with a mean-intended word we can ruin their day. Every day. And if they receive only bad things in life, they can hardly remain kind. They need to protect themselves and fight back, they can't just take everything like that. And trouble keeps growing.

"... from the country, from the city, foreigner, romanian, hungarian, gypsy, american, italian, blonde, red-haired, tall, short, thin, fat..."

Each word expresses a simple neutral truth.

But when someone says it with anger... it hurts very much, for anyone. Precisely because that feature is so closely related to their personality.

We can say anything in a neutral tone. But when we're angry...

Let's take care of each other... :(

*** I know it's all “nice” that I only write these things and I don't change a thing. But these are my thoughts. Besides, everyone is responsible for the way they live. The best you can do, in the first place, is to change yourself. (... and by doing so, slowly you will change others, too)

una lungă, lungă de tot

2008-08-10T17:32:00.006+01:00

Azi vă voi povesti o mică plimbare pe care-am făcut-o săptămâna trecută. Nu vă apucaţi să citiţi dacă n-aveţi timp sau nu aveţi nervii bine puşi la punct, fiindcă va fi una lungă, lungă de tot. Tocmai din cauza asta mi-e şi lene s-o traduc. Scuze.

Marţi am pornit să-mi fac un Card European de Sănătate, fiindcă urmează să plec în Franţa pe 1 septembrie şi voi avea nevoie de asigurare medicală. Ştiam deja de ce documente aveam nevoie:

cerere,
copie după buletin,
adeverinţă de student,
foaia matricolă din liceu,
declaraţie pe proprie răspundere privind faptul că n-am realizat venituri impozabile în ultimii 5 ani.

La ultimul punct aveam o problemă. La începutul anului mi-a venit prin poştă formularul 200 şi a trebuit să-mi declar veniturile din anul trecut. Atunci am aflat că am avut un venit în 2007 - onorariul pentru concertul Lyceum Consort de la Miercurea Ciuc, bani care au intrat în fondurile formaţiei oricum. Organizatorii festivalului de muzică veche au plătit impozitul, trebuia doar să declar venitul respectiv la ANAF (Agenţia Natională de Administrare Fiscală). Dar nu ştiam sigur dacă au plătit şi asigurarea medicală.

Pe scurt, nu vroiam să mint în declaraţie, deci m-am dus cu formularul acela la CNAS (Casa Naţională de Asigurări de Sănătate), în apropiere de Sala Palatului, să-mi spună ei ce să fac. Am stat la rând, am prezentat situaţia, ei bine, m-au trimis la un sediu CASMB (Casa de Asigurări de Sănătate a Municipiului Bucureşti), undeva pe Moşilor, să le arăt şi lor foaia şi să plătesc asigurarea medicală, adică 6,5 % şi să mă întorc cu chitanţa. Am folosit şi opţiunea "sună un prieten" - tati cunoaşte bine oraşul, mi-a spus ce troleu să iau (66), unde să cobor, pe unde s-o iau. Într-un sfârşit am găsit clădirea, n-am nimerit deloc intrarea, mai întâi am încercat la curăţătorie, detalii, detalii. Vreau să mulţumesc pe această cale tuturor agenţilor de pază care m-au îndrumat pe lungul meu drum. Aceşti oameni merită un spor, o mărire pentru ajutarea oamenilor pierduţi pe calea administraţiei...

Eh, apoi am găsit o domnişoară care să se ocupe de mine. Era foarte sictirită săraca, tocmai de mine-i era dor. N-a prea înţeles situaţia, i-am arătat mai toate documentele mele şi mi-a zis că nu e suficient. Aveam nevoie de o decizie sau de o adeverinţă de la ANAF despre venitul meu, ca să pot plăti asigurarea. Şi iar foaie matricolă şi copie după buletin şi carnetul de student. Toate astea ca să-mi facă dosar, să pot plăti 15 lei.

Deci am urcat în 21 şi m-am dus la Obor să mă duc spre str. Roma, ANAF-ul din sectorul meu. Plănuiam să trec şi pe-acasă să mai iau la mine o foaie matricolă, că am mai multe copii, slavă Domnului. Mă îndreptam spre metrou şi m-am gândit să întreb pe cineva dacă opreşte pe-acolo 634 şi astfel am aflat că au pus în circulaţie tramvaiul 34 pe o porţiune. Foarte bine! M-am dus să aştept în staţie - vreo juma' de oră, dar cel puţin am mai economisit un bilet de metrou - că am abonament pe toate liniile RATB.

Off, bine că ştiam unde trebuia să mă duc. La sediul ANAF traiectoria a fost după cum urmează:

Ghişeul 1 - Informaţii. Mi-au dat o cerere ca să cer să-mi dea o adeverinţă de venit pe anul trecut.
Masa din mijloc - am completat cererea
Ghişeul 4 - am predat cererea şi-am primit încă două hârtii
Camera 6 - mi-au semnat hârtiile, am mai cerut informaţii, să mai înţeleg şi eu despre ce e vorba... Am aflat că de fapt nu figurez în evidenţa fiscală, pentru că la acel venit impozitul a fost reţinut la sursă - adică şi asigurarea medicală. Phew!
Ghişeul 20 - iar mi-au semnat hârtiile
Ghişeul 2 - am plătit un leu şi am primit un timbru fiscal şi-o ştampilă.

Frumos, aşa-i? După toate astea am putut să mă întorc liniştită la CNAS din centru (metrou de la Victoriei, apoi troleu) şi să semnez fără nicio grijă declaraţia că n-am avut venituri impozabile.

La intrare m-am întâlnit cu un coleg din liceu care tocmai predase şi el cererea - el merge în Danemarca şi are o bursă cu 50% mai mare ca a mea...

Când am aflat că am dosarul în ordine, am mai întrebat-o pe domnişoară un lucru: mi se pare mie sau nu se mai eliberează carduri? Nu, de la începutul anului nu se mai eliberează carduri, ci o hârtie verde care are aceleaşi informaţii, doar că e în română... Hihihi. Şi dă-i şi pe la un traducător autorizat că altfel nu ţi-l recunoaşte nimeni în străinătate.

În orice caz, chiar dacă m-am plimbat mult, cel puţin nu mi-a luat mai multe zile, am reuşit să rezolv în numai 3 ore jumate şi voi avea "hârtiuţa" miercuri, mai am un rând de aşteptat.

Cam aşa merg preparaţiile pentru marea călătorie de studii. Dar sunt foarte entuziasmată. Şi terifiată de câte hârtii mă mai aşteaptă şi acolo. :P

looking on the bright side of things

2008-08-05T13:46:00.002+01:00

A training for writing successfully. Things we’ve learned in the past few days.

2008-07-10T12:25:00.001+01:00

Nobody ever told us specifically how we should write an essay in English. Of course we knew it was supposed to have an introduction, a body and a conclusion, but that is definitely not enough. We attended an interesting training this week at the University. It was very helpful not only because we found out the main rules for writing successful essays, but we also practiced it, and I hope we’ll be better at writing texts in English in the future.

In high-school we learned to write long, complicated essays in Romanian. Most of the sentences in these essays were quite set in stone; we had to learn by heart information about writers, poets, currents of thought and famous novels. We had to prove how much we had learned by writing informative essays, in which we had to analyze literary texts or to compare currents of thought. It didn’t really matter if you wrote such a thing as a Thesis Statement or a normal conclusion whatsoever, as long as you included all the important information. And the introduction could be as simple as “Mihai Eminescu was a late Romantic poet, the best-known and most influential Romanian poet.” You didn’t have to state what you were going to write about, because it seemed clear that you were about to analyze a poet’s writings. However, in the English education system argumentative essays are the most commonly used type of essay. It is a very useful exercise to search for arguments for and against something, because you can discover new things every time and you can become more skillful in expressing a clear point of view and arguing for it. You can actually learn a lot from writing argumentative essays, as opposed to writing down things like a machine in an informative essay.

The most important thing that we didn’t know was that in English you must be specific. It still seems too simple to me to announce at the beginning of every paragraph what you’re about to say. But it’s actually quite practical and it sounds good, too. An other valuable thing I’ve learned is not to leave gaps to be filled in by the readers. For example this sentence might sound good in Romanian: “Marin Preda wrote the novels “The Moromete Family”, “The Most Beloved of Earthlings”, etc.” It even makes the readers think that you know many novels and that you have a good opinion about them: you believe they are well educated and that they know perfectly what you’re talking about. But it probably doesn’t seem professional in English, because it looks like you can’t remember any more novels and you just leave a gap. The readers can’t guess what you’re thinking about, unless you write it down.

At first I couldn’t imagine what we were supposed to learn at this training. We have already written some important projects in English, but our teachers and professors accepted those texts as they were. They never analyzed them in detail to help us find our mistakes and correct them. Now we learned how to put our ideas in order, how to write them down in a clear manner, and how to recognize and correct our mistakes. I realized that we really needed to be taught or reminded about these things in order to write successfully in the future.

dream

2008-07-07T19:04:00.003+01:00

Daft Punk - Aerodynamic

The funniest thing about my dreams - except the general weirdness - is that they always take place in some mixed city. I'm never sure where I am, sometimes I'm in Bucharest, then I just walk into Kaszon and few minutes later I'm in Szentgyorgy (Sfantu Gheorghe). I find this very entertaining. The whole world - eh, just 3 little pieces of it - in my head! :D

I love dreaming, even if sometimes it's not that relaxing. It's just that I saw a documentary about dreams on Discovery one of these days. And it obviously said many-many interesting things. It reminded me of some funny and annoying thing that happens to me every time I go to bed tired. Before being able to go to sleep I have a short "mirage" sort of mini-dream and I imagine that I'm walking and that I trip. I always curl up in the bed, as if I'm falling down and I wake up for a second. Then I calm down and start to sleep. Oh, it's a very annoying little thing that happens pretty often.
I fall asleep with a fall =)) "It's not a pretty picture..."

Maybe tomorrow I'll find my way

2008-07-02T21:51:00.004+01:00

Stereophonics - Maybe Tomorrow

Meghalt Döncike... Úgy hívtuk a nagyobbik kutyakölyköt. A kis buta átdugta a fejét a kerítésen és egy nagy kaukázusi megölte :(( milyen rövid az élet...
Brassóból hazajövet a vonaton P.-vel épp az érték elvesztéséről beszéltünk. Neki egyszer félig leégett a lakása. Én el se tudnám képzelni, mi lenne, ha elveszteném a házam, ahol felnőttem s a sok kis tárgy, az ágy, a képek, a könyvek, a ruhák, amiket mind annyira szeretek nem lennének... Meg arról is beszéltünk, hogy dolgozzuk fel, ha egy szeretett személyt veszítünk el, stb. Nem is tudom elképzelni... Jobb ha nem is.

A murit Döncike... Aşa chemam puişorul mai mare de câine. Prostiorul şi-a strecurat capul prin gard şi l-a omorât un câine mare caucazian :(( ce scurtă-i viaţa...
În drum spre casă din Braşov tocmai vorbeam cu P. despre pierderea unui lucru valoros. Odata i-a ars pe jumătate apartamentul. Eu nici n-aş putea să-mi imaginez să-mi pierd casa în care am crescut şi toate obiectele mici, patul, pozele, cărţile, hainele pe care le iubesc aşa de mult n-ar mai fi... Am vorbit şi despre cum trecem peste pierderea unei persoane iubite, etc. Nu pot să-mi imaginez... Mai bine nici n-o fac.

Döncike died... That's how we named the bigger puppy. The little silly put his head through a fence and a big caucasian dog killed it :(( life's so short...
On the way home from Braşov we were just talking to P. about losing something dear. Half of his apartment burned down once. I couldn't imagine losing the house I grew up in and all the little things, the bed, the photos, the books, the clothes I love so much wouldn't be no more... We also talked about how we get through losing a beloved, and such. I can't imagine... I'd rather not.

late - sports - show

2008-06-22T16:14:00.017+01:00

The Perishers - My Heart

Kitöröltem a régi üzeneteket a telefonomból és feltűnően sok olyan sms volt a küldöttek közt, amiben bocsánatot kérek, hogy késni fogok. Ez két dolgot jelent: gyakran kések, ugyanakkor nagyon illedelmesen előre elnézést kérek (kivéve amikor nem). Tudod, hogy nincs bocsánat...

A másik dolog: ezen a hétvégén töltöttem a legtöbb időt sporttal az utóbbi évben. Nem, nem sportolással, hanem sport-nézéssel :)) Tegnap elhívtak, hogy nézzünk meg egy focimeccset - sörözni, ma meg elhívtak ebédre - és Formula1-et nézni :P És nagyon jól esett. Szerintem ide számít a sok kosárlabda is, amit látok a One Tree Hill sorozatban, aminek 1., 3. és 4. évadját végignéztem, annyira imádom. Nem vagyok büszke egyáltalán, de ez olyan, mint egy drog. Most meg a zenéjét hallgatom éjjel-nappal.

Még van egy harmadik dolog is: pénteken lesz a Kulturális Intézetek Éjszakája, ami azt jelenti, hogy 22:00-kor régizene koncert (és reneszánsz táncok), majd hajnali 4:00-kor néptánc! Nagyon érdekes lesz, gyertek el a Magyar Kulturális Intézetbe :)

http://www.icr.ro/noaptea_institutelor

. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .

Am şters mesajele vechi din telefon şi au fost destul de multe sms-uri printre cele trimise, în care îmi cer scuze fiindcă urmează să întârzii. Acest fapt înseamnă două lucruri: întârzii des, dar în acelaşi timp îmi cer iertare foarte politicos dinainte (în afară de cazul în care nu). Ştii că nu se iartă…(*cică fac referire la o poezie de József Attila)

Celălalt lucru: în weekendul ăsta am petrecut cel mai mult timp cu sportul în ultimul an. Nu, n-am făcut sport, ci m-am uitat :)) Ieri m-au chemat să ne uităm la un meci de fotbal – să bem bere, iar azi m-au chemat la prânz – şi să ne uităm la Formula1 :P Şi mi-a plăcut foarte mult. După părerea mea contează şi baschetul pe care-l văd în serialul One Tree Hill, din care am văzut sezoanele 1, 3 şi 4, aşa de mult îmi place. Nu sunt deloc mândră, dar e ca un drog. Iar acum îi ascult muzica zi şi noapte.

Mai e şi un al treilea lucru: vineri va fi Noaptea Institutelor Culturale, ceea ce înseamnă că la ora 22:00 e concert de muzică veche (şi dansuri renascentiste), apoi la ora 4:00 în zori dans popular! Va fi foarte interesant, veniţi la Institutul Cultural Maghiar :)

http://www.icr.ro/noaptea_institutelor

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I've erased my old messages from my cell phone and there were many among the sent ones in which I apologize for being late. This fact shows two things: I'm often late, but I also apologize politely before (except when I don't). You know there's no forgiveness... (*sort of referencing a József Attila poem)

The other thing: this weekend I've spent the most time on sports in the last year. No, I haven't done any sport, but I've watched :)) Yesterday I was invited to watch a soccer match – and for a beer, and today I was invited for lunch – and to watch Formula 1 :P And I've enjoyed it very much. In my opinion we can count in the basketball I watch in the One Tree Hill series, from which I've seen the seasons 1, 3 and 4, that's how much I like it. I'm not proud at all, it's like a drug. And now I'm listening to the soundtrack day and night.

And there's a third thing: Friday it will be the Night of the Cultural Institutes, which means that at 22:00 there is an early music concert (and renaissance dances), then at 4:00 in the morning traditional dances! It will be very interesting, come to the Hungarian Cultural Institute :)

párbeszéd - dialog - dialogue

2008-06-17T19:03:00.004+01:00

[...]
B: De én nem akarom elhinni és elfogadni, hogy nem leszel jövő évben... nélküled nem lesz itt semmi
Z: ohh nem vagyok egyáltalán olyan... oszlopos tag... csak nagyszájú esetleg
Z: egy év múlva meg te mész el...
B: pont váltjuk egymást
B: MI NEM VAGY???? Te vagy a fő
B: Legalábbis nekem mindenképp
Z: idefigyelj...
Z: Kommandón mindig fogunk találkozni :)
Z: meg esetleg tengeren is (ha még jösztök máskor is)
B: kivel fogok én táncolni nélküled?
Z: valamelyik fiúval
B: Na meg nem is lesz nagyon kedvem folytatni az egészet…
Z: dehogynem
Z: kérlek, az én kedvemért
Z: tartsd meg a csoportot, míg visszajövök...
Z: ha tudod
B: De mindenképpen kell, mert mikor én elmegyek, te kell tovább vidd az egészet...
B: :D
Z: jajj olyan édesek vagyunk
B: nagyon.. :(
B: a többieknek mikor mondod el?
Z: nemtom... majd ha 100% biztos lesz
. . . o o o O O O o o o . . .
[...]
B: Dar nu pot să cred şi să accept că nu vei fi anul viitor… fără tine aici nu va fi nimic…
Z: ohh nu sunt deloc un… membru important… poate doar am gura mare
Z: iar peste un an pleci tu...
B: tocmai ne schimbăm
B: CE NU EŞTI???? Tu eşti esenţialul
B: Cel puţin pentru mine neapărat
Z: fii atentă...
Z: ne vom întâlni mereu la Comandău :)
Z: poate chiar şi la mare (dacă mai veniţi şi altă dată)
B: cu cine voi dansa fără tine?
Z: cu unul dintre băieţi
B: Iar nici nu voi avea mare chef să continui toate astea…
Z: cumsănu
Z: te rog, de dragul meu
Z: ţine trupa până când mă întorc…
Z: dacă poţi
B: Dar trebuie neapărat, fiindcă atunci când plec eu, tu trebuie să continui tot…
B: :D
Z: vai suntem aşa de drăguţe
B: foarte… :(
B: când le spui celorlalţi?
Z: nush… când va fi 100% sigur
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[...]
B: But I can't believe and I can't accept that you won't be here next year... without you there won't be anything here
Z: ohh I'm really not such an important member... I just have a big mouth maybe
Z: and in a year it's you who's leaving...
B: we'll switch
B: YOU'RE NOT WHAT? You're the essence
B: At least for me
Z: listen...
Z: we will always meet in Kommandó :)
Z: and perhaps at the seaside, too (if you'll come)
B: who am I going to dance with without you?
Z: with one of the boys
B: And I won't feel like continuing with all this…
Z: of course you will
Z: please, for me...
Z: keep the group running until I come back...
Z: if you can
B: Well I must, because when I leave, you'll have to keep it all running...
B: :D
Z: ohh we're so cute
B: very.. :(
B: when will you tell the others?
Z: I don't know... when it will be 100% sure

(Z: pot să pun conversaţia asta pe blog?
B: Eşti nebună?
B: Păi di ce?
Z: aşa. că-mi pare bine :D
B: pune-o...
Z: wow.
Z: mersi :D )

(Z: can I put this conversation on the blog?
B: Are you crazy?
B: Why?
Z: just like that. it feels good :D
B: go ahead...
Z: wow.
Z: thanks :D )

röviden - pe scurt - in a few words

2008-06-15T21:53:00.005+01:00

leírom, hogy ne legyen az, hogy nem írtam :))
a hétvégén lent voltunk a tengeren - mi, a Bercsényi baráti kör :D
attól féltem, hogy majd a házból nézzük szomorkásan a vihart (mindenütt ezt jósolták) - de gyönyörű idő volt!!! picit felhős, épp hogy nem volt meleg, de nem is fáztunk :)
attól féltem, hogy csak megmártjuk a lábunk a tengerben és talán elzsibbad, mert nagyon hideg a víz (16-18 fok) - de jól meg lehetett szokni, sőt langyosnak tűnt, egész nap úszkáltunk meg labdáztunk.
sajnos páran alaposan le is égtünk...
mikor enni mentünk, olyan volt, mintha egy 12 fős család ült volna le az asztal köré :D
este illogattunk, dumáltunk és táncoltunk egy csomót
nagyon-nagyon jól esett ez a hétvége >:D<

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voi scrie, să nu ziceţi că n-am scris :))

în weekend am fost mare - noi, cercul de prieteni Bercsényi :D
mi-era teamă că urma să ne uităm trişti din casă la furtună (peste tot aşa s-a prezis) - dar a fost o vreme minunată!!! puţin noros, cât să nu fie cald, dar nici nu ne era frig :)
mi-era teamă că vom apuca doar să ne udăm picioarele în mare şi poate chiar ni se amorţeau, fiindcă apa e foarte rece (16-18 grade) - dar puteai să te obişnuieşti uşor, ba chiar părea călduţă, am înotat şi ne-am jucat cu mingea toată ziua.
din păcate unii dintre noi ne-am şi ars temeinic...
când am mers să mâncăm, eram ca o familie de 12 persoane, care se aşeza în jurul unei mese :D
seara am băut, am vorbit şi am dansat o grămadă
mi-a părut foarte-foarte bine acest weekend >:D<

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I'll write this, just so you can't say I didn't :))
in the weekend we have been to the seaside with the Bercsényi friends :D
I was afraid we were going to look at a storm from the inside of the house with a sad face (weather forecast) - but it was wonderful!!! a bit cloudy, just so it wasn't too hot, but it wasn't cold, either :)
I was afraid we would only get to soak our feet in the sea and that they would get numb, because the water was supposed to be very cold (16-18 degrees) - but we got used to it very easily, it even seemed warm, we swam and we played all day long.
unfortunately some of us got even sunburns...
when we went to eat, we were like a family of 12 people, sitting down around a table :D
in the evening we drank, we talked and we danced a lot
I really-really enjoyed this weekend >:D<

grow up!!!

2008-06-12T12:41:00.003+01:00

Santana - I love you much too much

ne tudd meg, mennyi marhasággal töltöm az időt. s közben pörög az agyam. de nem tudok megfogni semmit, ami átfut rajta. csak érzem, hogy jajj de jól esik... ez az önámítás, hogy működik az agyam. igen, tudom, hogy alá van húzva az egész szöveg, de olyan szép.
és most a szokásos általános "tanítás", amit kiírok, mintha valami bölcs lennék. fújj. az élet sokkal komolyabb, mint tűnik. de én halasztgatom ennek a ténynek a felismerését.
indítsd el azt a számot és bámulj egy kicsit a semmibe.

nu vrei să ştii cu câte prostii îmi pierd timpul. şi între timp îmi merge mintea. dar nu pot să prind nimic din ce-mi trece prin cap. dar mă simt foarrte bine... cu această iluzie că am activitate cerebrală. da, ştiu că tot textul e subliniat, dar e aşa de frumos.
şi acum "învăţătura" obişnuită pe care o scriu de parcă aş fi vreun înţelept. iiu. viaţa e mult mai serioasă decât pare. dar eu tot amân recunoaşterea acestui fapt.
porneşte cântecul ăla şi holbează-te un pic în gol.

can't tell you with how many silly things I waste my time. and in the meantime my mind is working. but I can't catch anything that goes through it. but it feels very good. at least I have the illusion that I have some brain activity. yeah, I know this is underlined, but it's nice.
and now the usual "preaching" I write as if I was some wise person. eew. life is much more serious than it seems. but I keep putting off the recognition of this fact.
start that song and stare out of focus for a while.

>:)

2008-06-05T17:26:00.006+01:00

Hú, micsoda rekord. Tegnap jártak itt eddig a legtöbben, mióta a blogomat tudom! De persze nagyja csalódhatott, mert nem írtam le semmi gusztustalanságot. Rendesen ezt szoktam csinálni, felkészítem az embert valamire - frappáns bevezető, majd ugysem adok semmit. Az ember fejjel megy a falnak. De senki nem tiltakozik. Nem is éri meg. Lennebb egy kis képzeletbeli monológ (angolul jobban esik).

Wow, un adevărat record. Ieri am avut cei mai mulţi vizitatori, de când există blogul acesta! Desigur marea parte s-or fi simţit dezamăgiţi că n-am scris nicio obscenitate. De obicei fac aşa, las omul să spere - o introducere frapantă, apoi tot nu-i dau nimic. Parc-ai da cu capul de-un perete. Dar nimeni nu protestează. Nici nu merită. Mai jos e un mic monolog imaginar (sună mai bine în engleză).

Whoa that's a record! Yesterday I had the highest number of visitors since this blog exists! Of course most of them might have felt dissapointed because I didn't write anything dirty. I usually do that, I get people's hopes up - a shocking intro, then nothing. It's like hitting a wall. But nobody's objecting. It's not worth it. And here's a little imaginary monologue:

- Hey, wanna go out some time?
- To be honest, I wanna have your babies.
- Sorry?
- I'm not asking you to marry me, just... promise me you'll love me forever and ever (in sickness and health, 'till death do us part)... do you?
- Can we talk about this some other time? I gotta RUN. Keep in touch!
- No? I was just being honest...

olcsó játék hülye gyerekeknek

2008-06-03T23:51:00.015+01:00

Mindig féltem versenyezni a fiúkkal abban, hogy gusztustalan dolgokat mondjunk. Mert mindig úgy végződik, hogy veszítek - túl elundorodva a sok marhaságtól amit elő tudnak szedni a beteg agyukból. =)) Kicsit irigyelem őket. Pár nappal ezelőtt "nyertem", viszont egy lánnyal szemben. Egy pillanatig lenyűgözött az öröm, hogy egy olyat mondtam, amire már nem volt, amit válaszoljon (bár... nekem még lett volna ötletem :P). Utána viszont már nem éreztem magam olyan jól. Hát mivel vagyok okosabb ezután?! Nem állja.

joc ieftin pentru copii idioţi (mot-a-mot)

Mereu mi-a fost teamă să mă iau la întrecere cu băieţii în a spune obscenităţi. Fiindcă mereu ajung să pierd - dezgustată la limită de ce prostii pot scoate din capul lor bolnav. =)) Sunt cam invidioasă. Acum câteva zile "am câştigat", însă faţă de o fată. O secundă am fost copleşită de bucuria c-am zis una la care n-a mai avut ce să spună (deşi... eu aş mai fi avut idei :P). Apoi însă nu m-am mai simţit aşa de bine. Păi cu ce sunt mai deşteaptă după asta?! Nu-i drept.

cheap game for silly kids
I've always been afraid of starting a competition with boys in saying dirty things. Because I always end up loosing - disgusted to the extremes by what crazy stuff they manage to get out of their sick minds. =)) I'm sort of gealous for that. Yet a few days ago I "won" such a game with a girl. For a moment I felt overwhelmed by joy because I could say one that she couldn't top (even though I had some other ideas :P). But then I didn't feels so good anymore. I mean, how does this make me any more intelligent?! Not fair.

Somebody stop me!!!

2008-06-01T22:00:00.013+01:00

click on the photos to enlarge.

they growl, they bark, they love,
they play, they bite, they run,
they drink, they piss, they sleep,
and on and on and on...

just the usual... but it's amazing.

egy pár-baj - o samă de probleme - a bunch of trouble

2008-05-29T21:39:00.008+01:00

egy hónap... sok fog...
o lună... mulţi dinţi...
one month... many teeth...

néptánc - dans popular - traditional dances

2008-05-17T15:12:00.007+01:00

Bercsényi Baráti Kör :)
Cercul de Prieteni Bercsényi (Berceni) :)
Bercsényi Friends Group :)

kuckó - culcuş - litter

2008-05-11T20:15:00.008+01:00

ez a kedvencem. kétszer akkora, mint a másik, sokat alszik a hátán s fényképezheted, gyámbászhatod, meg se lövi :D - asta-i prefarata mea. e de două ori cât cealaltă, doarme mult pe spate şi poţi să-i faci poze, s-o sâcâi cât vrei, nu-i pasă :D - this one is my favourite. it's twice as big as the other one, it sleeps a lot on its back and you can take photos, you can hold it, it doesn't bother at all :D

that's the spirit!

ilyenből kettő - doi din aceştia - two of these

2008-05-05T17:20:00.005+01:00

very sunny friday afternoon la motoare

2008-04-19T22:10:00.014+01:00

(photos from schwarze Katze)

open up your eyes

2008-04-12T00:27:00.002+01:00

http://wip.warnerbros.com/11thhour/
http://11thhouraction.com/takeaction

bitchier than usual!!!

2008-04-08T16:39:00.007+01:00

ez úton bocsánatot kérek mindazoktól akiket (esetleg) megsértettem. ugyan, nem kell olyan érzékenynek lenni! :P ha az utóbbi időben kicsit hisztisebb vagyok, nyugodtan le lehet engem cseszni, majd úgyis elmúlik (előbb-utóbb). hát szégyelljem magam hogy így viselkedem. de most nincs kedvem az édeskés viselkedéshez, nem bírom tenni magam, hogy kedves vagyok stb., mert kicsit elegem volt. nem jelenti azt, hogy rossz vagyok, csak úgy tűnik... ;) már nem vigyázok arra a szófogadó kisleány külsőmre. tudom, hogy ez a viselkedés nagyon árt a társadalmi kapcsolatoknak, tehát PRÓBÁLOM, mégis, visszafogni magam, hogy ne túlozzak. cső

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pe calea aceasta cer iertare celor pe care (eventual) i-am necăjit. da de unde, nu se poate să fim aşa de sensibili! :P dacă în ultima vreme sunt puţin mai crizată, mă puteţi certa fără nicio problemă, îmi va trece oricum (mai devreme sau mai târziu). păi să-mi fie ruşine că mă port aşa. dar acum nu am chef de dulcegării, nu pot să mă prefac că sunt drăguţă şi chestii, că m-am cam săturat un pic. nu înseamnă că sunt rea, vi se pare... ;) doar că nu mai am grijă de aspectul acela de fetiţă ascultătoare. ştiu că acest comportament dăunează grav legăturilor sociale, deci ÎNCERC, totuşi, să mă abţin, să nu exagerez. ciao

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in this way I'd like to appologize to all whom I (might have) hurt. but hey, you can't be that sensitive! :P if I'm a bit crazier lately, you can chide me without a problem, it'll pass anyway (sooner or later). well I should be ashamed for behaving like this. but I don't feel like having sweet-talk, I can't pretend to be cute and all that, because I've sort of had it. it doesn't mean I'm mean, it just seems so... ;) just that I won't keep up with that well-behaving little girl image. I know this behaviour is very harmful to my social connections, so I TRY, anyway, to hold it in a bit, not to exaggerate. ciao

slow down

2008-04-01T15:24:00.004+01:00

félreértések - neînţelegeri - misunderstandings

2008-03-29T13:22:00.008Z

szerintem jó lenne megmagyarázni bizonyos szavak különböző jelentéseit, amelyek nem feltétlenül jelennek meg vaegy szótárban. például fontos tudni, hogy az "anya" szónak legalább két jelentése van: az első az világos, az édesanya, aki az emberek nagy részének valóban nagyon édes :) a második pedig egy elvont fogalom, általában birtokos személyjellel jelenik meg, így: "anyád" és ezennel ki kell kötni hogy semmi, de semmi köze nincs az elsőhöz! tehát bármilyen hangnemben vagy bármilyen szószerkezetben (különböző melléknevekkel) jelenik meg, nem szabad félreérteni!!! :P

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după părerea mea ar fi bine să explicăm sensurile diferite ale anumitor cuvinte, sensuri care nu apar neapărat în vreun dicţionar. de exemplu e important să ştim faptul că acel cuvânt "mamă" are cel puţin două sensuri: primul e clar, mama, care este foarte dragă pentru marea parte a oamenilor :) iar al doilea este o noţiune abstractă, de obicei apare cu un pronume posesiv, astfel: "măta" şi aici trebuie să menţionez că nu are nimic, dar nimic de-a face cu primul! deci în orice ton ar apărea, în orice sintagmă (cu diferite adjective), a nu se înţelege greşit!!! :P

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I think some words' different meanings should be explained, those that don't necessarily appear in a dictionary. for example it's important to know that the word "mother" has at least two meanings: the first is obvious, the mother, who is very dear for most people :) the second is an abstract notion, it appears usually with a pronoun, like this: "yo momma" and as of now it must be said that it has nothing, I mean nothing to do with the first meaning! so no matter in what tone or what construction (with various adjectives) we may find it, it mustn't be misunderstood!!! :P

ősök - strămoşi - ancestors

2008-03-13T12:32:00.007Z

azon gondolkoztam el, hogy például az 1600-as évek környékén valahol a világon élt mondjuk 1024 ember. 512 férfi és 512 nő. és nekik kettesével született (legalább) 512 gyerekük. és ezeknek(256 férfi és 256 nő) ugyancsak születtek gyerekeik és így tovább, amíg megszülettek az 1900-as évek elején üknagyszüleim(4 férfi, 4 nő). ők is találkoztak és felnevelték a nagyszüleimet(2 nagytata, 2 nagymama). és egyet ugrok és itt vagyok én. az egyed. és valójában mindenki ilyen. van két szülőm, tehát létezem :))
--> pár ezer rokonom kell legyen a világon! hisz régen nem volt ilyen sok ember, mint manapság... vagyis csomó ősapámnak lehetett testvére és annak ma élhet az ük-ük-...-ükunkokája! talán el is mentünk egymás mellett az ismeretlen unokatestvéreimmel. és biztos nem minden ősöm volt magyar, tehát sok rokonom lehet más nemzetiségű, sose lehet tudni!!! :))
csak lenne türelmem a családfám után kutatni... ki tudja hány mással kereszteződne? :)

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m-am gândit că de exemplu prin anii 1600 undeva pe lume trăiau 1024 de oameni. 512 bărbaţi şi 512 femei. şi ei au avut (minimum) 512 de copii. şi aceştia (256 bărbaţi şi 256 femei) la fel, au avut copii şi aşa mai departe, până când la începutul anilor 1900 s-au nascut străbunicii mei (4 bărbaţi, 4 femei). şi ei s-au întâlnit şi i-au crescut pe bunicii mei (doi bunici, două bunici). şi sar un pic şi iată-mă pe mine. individul. şi de fapt toată lumea e aşa. am doi părinţi, deci exist :))
--> trebuie să am câteva mii derude pe lume!!! căci de mult nu erau aşa de mulţi oameni ca în ziua de azi. adică se poate că o mulţime dintre străbunii mei aveau fraţi ai căror stră-stră-...-strănepoţi trăiesc şi azi! poate c-am şi trecut unul pe lângă celălalt cu verişorii mei necunoscuţi. şi sigur că nu toţi strămoşii mei au fost maghiari, deci pot avea multe rude de altă naţionalitate, nu se ştie niciodată!!! :))
de-aş avea răbdare să cercetez pentru arborele meu genealogic... (?!) cine ştie cu câţi s-ar intersecta? :)

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I was thinking that for example around the 1600's there were 1024 people somewhere in the world. 512 men and 512 women. and they had (at least) 512 children. these people (256 men and 256 women) found each other and they also had children and so on, until at the beginning of the 1900's my great-grandparents were born (4 men, 4 women). they also met and raised my grandparents (2 grandfathers, 2 grandmothers). and I take a leap and here I am. the individual. but actually everyone is like this. I have two parents, therefore I exist :))

--> I must have a few thousand relatives on the world! because in the past there weren't so many people on the world like today... which means a bunch of my ancestors must have had brothers and sisters and their great-great-...-greatgrandchildren might be alive today! maybe we have even passed each other on the street with my unknown cousins. and I'm sure not all of my ancestors were Hungarian, which means many of my relatives might be of an other nationality, one can never know!!! :)) if only I had the patience to look into my family tree... who knows how many others I would cross? :)

feel good

2008-03-03T19:43:00.013Z

szerda

ültem az egyik kurzuson, hál'Istennek egy számítógép előtt és nem emlékszem pontosan, de azt hiszem Eszter beszólt, hogy átmegyek-e hozzá, megnézni az új lakását. boldogan elfogadtam a meghívást :D nagyon tetszik az új lakás, főleg a spirál motívumok a fajánszon! meg a fotel. aztán miután szépen megebédeltünk (de kívántam a spagettit!) egyet teázgattunk és azt mondta, maradjak nála éjszaka. kicsit beijedtem először, hisz nem volt nálam se fogkefe, se pizsama, de gondoltam "miért ne?" s valahogy csak kibírtam, került egy trikó pizsama helyett, stb. van egy gyönyörű kis Woody cicája, olyan szép egyiptomi macska formája van :) és hihetetlen hogy odabújt hozzám, ritka az a macska, melyik egyből elfogad engem. megnéztünk egy régi filmet, The Sting, nagyon fasza volt, bár alig tudtam követni eleinte... aztán néztünk csomó Jeff Dunham videót :)) s dumáltunk megmi, hamar eltelt az idő. aztán elindítottuk a You've got mail-t, de belealudtunk. én nagyon fáradt voltam...

csütörtök

ez volt az eddigi Legnagyobb bukaresti táncház!!! és ezzel mindent elmondtam. hihetetlen volt, annyira örvendek! a képeket elküldtem a Folkrádió Galériájának :) általában 10kor vége van az itteni táncháznak, de most egyszerűen sehogyse akartuk abbahagyni. aztán fél 11kor csak elhúztunk, hogy azért kapjuk el az utolsó metrót/buszt. de mondom, hihetetlen volt az az érzés, az öröm, hogy meg lehet ezt csinálni!

péntek

csütörtökön túl késő volt a táncház után sörözni, szóval másnap összegyűltünk este 8kor a TNB-nél. eleinte halvány lila gőzünk se volt, merre induljunk. aztán elmentünk a Villacrosse-hoz a Nirvana-ba (páran jártunk már ott az Artdeal fesztiválon, szóval tudtuk, hogy szívesen fogadnak). lefoglaltunk 4-5 asztalt is, mert később is érkeztek az emberek. adott pillanatban 35-en voltunk!!! nekem nagyon tetszett, nagyon vidám volt a hangulat. táncikáltunk is :D nem mesélem el az éjjeli bolyongást a club A és az expirat között, aminek csak az volt az eredménye, hogy kicsit táncoltam a hőségben és tömegben, majd fél 4kor taxiztam haza :P

szombat

reggel 10kor a régizene próbán voltam. most már ki merem írni a koncertjeink pontos dátumát, úgyhogy majd a jobb oldalon lent látható lesz. és alig várom az egészet!!! este pedig Eszter hívott színházba, elhívtam Szabit is, ott pedig találkoztunk Borival és Tarekkel. A szini egyetemnél voltunk, a harmadévesek előadásában néztük meg Shakespeare "Vízkereszt, vagy amit akartok" című komédiáját. szerintem nagyon profi volt. csomó jó fiatalos poénnal :)

vasárnap

alvás. időtöltés. közbe Nénutzi küldött képeket Orsikáról, Bori unokanővérem kislányáról, azokat is csodáltuk csomót. meg filmeket nézegettem. asszem

hétfő

valami csoda folytán megszabadultunk az utolsó 4 órától és elindultunk öten egy "pub"-ba, amit először Alexa-val fedeztem fel itt a környéken és nagyon tetszett. volt nekem egy olyan érzésem, hogy zárva lesz, mert hétfő. hát mégrosszabb. újítás alatt van, fel van dúlva az egész. de elmentünk egy teázóba és szuper volt!!! nyugodt zene volt, kellemes fény, gyertya minden asztalon, hihetetlen. és mi csomót hülyéskedtünk bizony, nagyon megérte.

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miercuri

stăteam la un curs, slavă Domnului la un calculator şi nu-mi amintesc exact, dar cred că Eszter m-a întrebat dacă trec pe la ea, să mă uit la noul apartament. am acceptat invitaţia cu bucurie :D noul apartament îmi place foarte mult, mai ales motivele cu spirali de pe faianţă! şi fotoliul. apoi după ce am mâncat frumos de prânz (ce poftă-mi era de spaghete!) am băut nişte ceai şi mi-a spus să rămân la ea noaptea aceea. prima oară m-am speriat, deoarece nu aveam nici periuţă de dinţi, nici pijama, dar m-am gândit „de ce nu?” şi am rezistat cumva, am găsit un tricou pe post de pijama, etc. are o pisicuţă minunată Woody, are formă frumoasă de pisică egipteană :) şi e incredibil că s-a cuibărit lângă mine, rareori mă acceaptă o pisică aşa din prima. ne-am uitat la un film vechi, The Sting, a fost foarte tare, deşi d-abia puteam să ţin pasul la început... apoi ne-am uitat la o mulţime de videouri cu Jeff Dunham :)) şi am vorbit şi chestii, timpul a trecut repede. dup-aia am pornit You've got mail, dar am adormit. eu eram foarte obosită...

joi

aceasta a fost cea mai Mare casă a dansului din bucureşti de până acum!!! Şi cu asta am spus tot. A fost incredibil, mă bucur aşa de mult! am trimis pozele la galeria Folkrádió :) de obicei la 10 se termină casa dansului de aici, dar de data asta pur şi simplu nu vroiam să încetăm deloc. apoi la 10 jumate tot am plecat, să prindem totuşi ultimul metrou/autobuz. dar cum spuneam, a fost incredibil sentimentul acela, bucuria aceea, că se poate realiza!

vineri

joi era prea târziu să mergem la o bere după casa dansului, deci ziua următoare ne-am adunat seara la 8 la TNB. iniţial habar n-aveam unde să mergem. şi ne-am dus la VIllacrosse în Nirvana (câţiva cunoşteam localul acela de la festivalul Artdeal, adică ştiam că ne vor primi cu plăcere). am ocupat chiar 4-5 mese, fiindcă şi mai târziu tot soseau oameni. la un anumit moment eram 35 de persoane!!! mie mi-a plăcut foarte mult, atmosfera a fost foarte veselă. am şi dansat :D nu vă povestesc rătăcirea dintre club A şi expirat, al cărei rezultat a fost că am dansat puţin în dogoare şi în mulţime, apoi am mers acasă cu taxiul la 3 jumate :P

sâmbătă

dimineaţa la 10 eram la repetiţia de muzică veche. acum pot să scriu datele concertelor noastre, deci va fi vizibil pe partea dreaptă jos. şi d-abia le aştept pe toate!!! seara m-a chemat Eszter la teatru, l-am chemat şi pe Szabi iar acolo ne-am întâlnit cu Bori şi cu Tarek. Am fost la universitatea de teatru, ne-am uitat la comedia "A 12-a noapte" de Shakespeare jucată de cei din anul trei. după părerea mea a fost destul de profesional. cu o mulţime de glume tinereşti :)

duminică

dormit. pierdut vremea. între timp Nénutzi (mătushika) ne-a trimis poze despre Orsika, fetiţa verişoarei mele Bori, le-am admirat şi pe alea ceva vreme. şi m-am uitat la filme. cred

luni

prin intermediul vreunui miracol am scăpat de ultimele 4 ore şi am pornit cinci spre un "pub", pe care l-am descoperit prima oară cu Alexa aici în zonă şi mi-a plăcut foarte mult. aveam eu o presimţire că va fi închis, fiindcă era luni. păi şi mai rău. e în renovare, totul e devastat. dar ne-am dus la o ceainărie şi a fost super!!! era muzică liniştită, lumină plăcută, lumânare pe fiecare masă, incredibil. şi noi ne-am distrat mult desigur, a meritat din plin.

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wednesday

I was sitting at a course, thank God in front of a computer and I can't remember exactly, but I think Eszter invited me to visit her new apartment. I accepted gladly :D I love the new place, especially the little spiral decorations on the wall! And the sofa. Then when we finished eating (I wanted spaghetti so bad!) we had a cup of tea and she said I should stay the night. At first I got a bit scared, because I didn't have a toothbrush, my pajamas, but I thought to myself “why not?” and I managed somehow, she found a T-shirt instead of pajamas and so on. She has a beautiful kitten, Woody, with the marvelous shape of an Egyptian cat :) and I couldn't believe it curled up to me, cats rarely accept me that quickly. We watched an old movie, The Sting, it was very cool, though I could hardly keep up at the beginning. Then we watched a bunch of Jeff Dunham videos :)) and we talked, time went by very quickly. Then we started an other film, You've got mail, but we fell asleep, I was very tired...

thursday

That was the Largest dance house ever!!! and that says it all. It was amazing, I'm so glad! I sent the photos to the Folkrádió Photo Gallery :) usually here the dance house ends at 10 o'clock, but this time we just didn't want to stop. Then at 10:30 we finally left to catch the last subway train/bus. But as I said, it was an unbelievable feeling, the joy that this can be happening!

friday

on Thursday it was too late to go for a beer after the dance house so we met the next day at 8 at the National Theatre of Bucharest. At first we had no idea where to go, then we went to the Villacrosse to the Nirvana (we had been there before at the Artdeal festival, so we knew we would be welcome). We occupied 4-5 tables, because people were costantly arriving. At a certain point we were 35!!! I loved it, the atmosphere was very happy. We even danced a bit :D I won't talk about the midnight wandering between Club A and Expirat, which ended up with some dancing in heat and crowd, then at 3:30 I took a taxi home :P

saturday

at 10 in the morning I was at early music rehearsal. Now I can write the exact dates of our concerts, it will be on the lower right side. And I can't wait!!! in the evening Eszter called me to go to the theatre and I took Szabi, too and we ran into Bori and Tarek when we got there. We were at the Theatre University, the third-year students played Twelfth Night or What You Will by Shakespeare (a comedy). In my opinion it was very pro. With a bunch of fresh jokes :)

sunday

sleep. Wasting time. In the meantime my aunt sent us photos of Orsika, my cousin Bori's little daughter, we enjoyed those a lot. And I watched films. I guess.

monday

Unbelievably we got off from the last 4 hours and we set off (5 girls) to a “pub” I had discovered with Alexa here in the neighbourhood and liked it a lot. I had a feeling that it would be closed because it was monday. Worse. It's being rebuilt, it's all messy. But we went to a Tea House and it was amazing!!! calm music, nice light, candle on every table, amazing. And we goofed around a lot, it was very worth it.

Juno

2008-02-26T17:59:00.004Z

Juno MacGuff: I'm pregnant.
Paulie Bleeker: What should we do?
Juno MacGuff: Well, I should just... I was thinking I'd just nip it in the bud before it gets worse. Because they were talking about in health class how pregnancy... It can often lead to an infant.
Paulie Bleeker: Typically, yeah...

Ultrasound Technician: Well, there it is. Would you like to know the sex of your baby?
Leah: Yes!
Juno MacGuff: No!
Leah: Pllleease!
Juno MacGuff: No, there will be no sex!
Ultrasound Technician: Plan to be suprised when you deliver?
Juno MacGuff: Well, no, but I want Mark and Vanessa to be suprised and if you tell me I'll just ruin it.
Ultrasound Technician: Are Mark and Vanessa your friends from school?
Juno MacGuff: No, they're the adoptive parents.
Ultrasound Technician: Oh, well thank goodness for that!
Bren: What's that supposed to mean?
Ultrasound Technician: Well I've been doing this for along time and I've seen a lot of teenagers come through here and it's obviously a very poisonous environment.
Juno MacGuff: How do you know I'm so poisonous?
Bren: They could be utterly incompetent. Theres no guarantee they'll do a better job raising this child than my dumbass step-daughter will... What is your job title?
Ultrasound Technician: I'm an ultrasound technician.
Bren: Oh yeah? Well I'm a nail technician and I think we both ought to just stick to what we know.
Ultrasound Technician: Excuse me?
Bren: Oh, you think you're hot shit 'cause you get to sit over there and play Pictionary, well guess what? My five year old daughter could do that and let me tell you, she's not the brightest bulb in the tanning bed. So until you have your own kid, why don't you just go back to nightschool in Manteno and get a real job.
Juno MacGuff: ...Whoa Bren! You's a dick! I love it!

Juno MacGuff: Ow, ow, fuckity-ow! Bren, when do I get that spinal tap thing?
Bren: It's called a spinal block. And you can't have it yet, honey. The doctor said you're not dilated enough.
Juno MacGuff: You mean I have to wait for it to get worse? Why can't they just give it to me now?
Bren: Well, honey, doctors are sadists who like to play God and watch lesser people scream... [Juno lets out painful scream, Brenda checks her watch]
Bren: Shit. Hey, can we get my kid the damn spinal tap already?

Mac MacGuff: Liberty Bell, if you put one more Baco on that potato, I'm gonna kick your little monkey butt.

DÉJA VU

2008-02-24T20:02:00.017Z

ülök apám dacia-jában, megyünk hazafelé komáméktól a Ştefan cel Mare-n, ki van világítva a város, de amúgy minden zárva. (komáméknak nevezem, mert most már biztos, hogy én leszek a keresztanyja a kislányuknak) :) öcsém hátul magyaráz én meg dúdolok egy dalt, ami megy a rádióban. néha oldalt tekintek, mikor megállunk egy-egy stoppnál, a többi kocsiban ülő emberekre. s közben sajnálom magam. megint egy fiú miatt. persze hogy butuska vagyok. :P
helyesbítek: nem a fiú hibájából van, hanem mert úgy tűnik jobban hiányzik mint kéne. bizony. így van. (látod) és attól félek, hogy én nem nagyon hiányzom neki. (bár kéne, tudod?) és szomorú leszek. és meglátjuk később.

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stau în dacia tatălui meu, mergem spre casă de la cumetri, pe Ştefan cel Mare, oraşul e iluminat, dar de altfel totul e închis. (îi numesc cumetri fiindcă acum e deja sigur că eu voi fi naşa fetiţei lor) :) frati-miu povesteşte ceva în spate iar eu fredonez o melodie care merge la radio. câteodată mă uit pe-o parte, când ne oprim la câte-un stop, la oamenii care stau în celelalte maşini. şi între timp mi-e milă de mine însămi. iarăşi din cauza unui băiat. desigur că sunt prostuţă. :P
rectific: nu e din vina băiatului, ci fiindcă se pare că mi-e dor de el mai mult decât ar trebui. dap. aşa e. (vezi) şi mi-e teamă că lui nu prea-i e dor de mine. (deşi mi-ar cam trebui, ştii?) şi devin tristă. şi vedem mai încolo.

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I'm sitting in my dad's dacia, we're going home from my godparents, on Ştefan cel Mare boulevard, the city is lighted, but everything is closed. (They're actually the godparents of my brother and I'll be the godmother of their daughter) :) my brother is talking about something in the back and I'm humming a song that's on the radio. sometimes I look out on the side when we stop at a red light, I look at the people in the other cars. in the meantime I'm feeling sorry for myself. because of a boy, again. of course I'm silly :P
let me correct that: it's not the boy's fault, it's because I miss him more than I should. yep. that's it. (see) and I'm afraid he doesn't really miss me. (although I would kind of need that, you know?) and I become sad. we'll see later on.

typing speed test :P

2008-02-23T22:58:00.005Z

46 words

Speed test

--> I type 252 characters per minute. For now... :))

overload

2008-02-22T08:57:00.006Z

ugy ataludtam 17 orat, mint a pinty.
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mi-e lene sa traduc cu acelasi efect stilistic sau ce e... conteaza c-am dormit 17 ore. gasiti voi o comparatie acolo.
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I've just slept through 17 hours, like some... can't find the right effect to translate how they say this in Hungarian. whatever, you get it.

ingyen ölelés - îmbrăţişări gratis - free hugs

2008-02-21T10:56:00.003Z

Akarok én is részt venni ilyesmin... valakit érdekel?
Vreau şi eu să iau parte la aşa ceva... e cineva interesat?
I'd like to do this kind of stuff, too... anybody interested?

félelem - teama - fear

2008-02-10T20:00:00.008Z

Oldalakat tudnék írni - Aş putea să scriu pagini - I could write whole pages

Láttam egy nagyon jó filmet. Eleinte idegenkedtem tőle, mert nagyon veszélyes dolgokat mutat be, elég durva.
3 részből áll. Az első a kereszténységet, a második 9/11-et, a harmadik pedig a múlt század történéseit tárgyalja / kérdőjelezi meg / dönti romba. A film amerikai szempontból mutatja be az egészet, de mind hatással van az egész világra és azt, ami elhangzik, bárhol el lehet képzelni.
Mindenek előtt nem szabad szó szerint venni, amit mond, egy film nem lehet döntő bizonyíték, nem kell könnyen elhinni, csak azért mert valószínű. (Vannak olyan dolgok, amiket nem is akarok tudni, például, nekem hiába magyarázzák hogy milyen mértékben valóság Jézus élete, semmi szükségem nincs rá, hogy feldúlják a hitemet.) Egyszerűen csak jó elgondolkozni azon, hogy a történelem egyáltalán nem tiszta, semmivel sem biztosabb, mint a jelen vagy a jövő.
Viszont a film általános üzenete nagyon-nagyon fontos. Mind tudjuk, hogy a Háborúból az egyszerű emberek nem nyernek semmit. Elmennek, hogy legyőzzenek egy gonoszt, mert félnek tőle. Ráadásul csak azért félnek, mert különbözik tőlük, mert nem ismerik, félnek hogy talán amaz támad előbb. Pedig nincs olyan, hogy "gonosz", mert az "ellenség" táborában is csak Emberek vannak. Lehet, hogy más színű a bőrük, más a vallásuk, a nyelvük és nagyon idegennek, ijesztőnek tűnnek, de ugyanolyan riadt emberek, akik féltik a családjaikat, a szokásaikat, az életüket. És az ő szempontjukból az előbbiek éppolyan mások és ijesztőek. És így az emberek harcolnak és meghalnak, anélkül hogy értenék pontosan miért. Hát azt nem is lehetne megmagyarázni, hogy csak azért, hogy páran meggazdagodjanak a háború folytán. Hosszú, hosszú sztori.
A következtetés pedig ez: Mindig van választási lehetőség - a Félelem és a Szeretet között. Dönthetsz, hogy a melletted levő embertől félni fogsz-e (azaz gyűlölöd), vagy megpróbálod elfogadni...
Egy másik következtetés, amit a filmből lehet levonni az, hogy gondold meg, mielőtt bármit is elhiszel, hogy vajon milyen céllal mondják azt neked?
Igazság szerint nagyon jó lenne, ha el lehetne juttatni ezt valahogy az emberekhez, és ha volna türelmük végignézni, anélkül hogy félreértsék, túlreagálják, stb. Ha csak egy kicsit elgondolkoznának rajta.

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Am văzut un film foarte bun. Iniţial mi-a displăcut, deoarece prezintã lucruri foarte periculoase, destul de dure.
Are 3 părţi. Prima se ocupă cu / pune sub semnul întrebării / distruge idei despre creştinism, a doua despre 9/11, a treia despre întâmplările secolului trecut. Filmul prezintă tot din punctul de vedere American, dar totul are efect asupra întregii lumi şi lucrurile care se spun, se pot aplica oriunde.
Înainte de toate, nu e voie să credem pe cuvânt ce spune, un film nu poate să fie dovada finală, nu trebuie să credem orice cu uşurinţă, doar pentru că e probabil. (Sunt lucruri pe care nici nu vreau să le ştiu, de exemplu, mie degeaba îmi explică în ce măsură e reală viaţa lui Isus, eu n-am nicio nevoie să mi se distrugă credinţa.) Pur şi simplu e bine să reflectezi asupra faptului că istoria nu e deloc clară, nu e cu nimic mai sigură decât viitorul sau prezentul.
Însă mesajul general al filmului este foarte, foarte important. Ştim cu toţii că oamenii simpli nu câştigă nimic din Război. Se duc să înfrângă un rău, fiindcă le e teamă de el. Pe deasupra, le e teamă pur şi simplu din cauză că e diferit faţă de ei, fiindcă nu-l cunosc şi le e teamă că acel rău ar putea să atace mai întâi. De fapt nu există niciun "rău", fiindcă şi în tabăra "inamicului" sunt doar Oameni. Se poate că pielea lor are altă culoare, au o altă religie, o altă limbă şi par foarte străini şi înspăimântători, dar sunt nişte oameni la fel de speriaţi, care ţin la familiile lor, la obiceiurile şi la viaţa lor. Şi din punctul lor de vedere primii sunt la fel de diferiţi şi de înspăimântători. Şi astfel oamenii se luptă şi mor, fără să înţeleagă exact de ce. Păi nici nu s-ar putea explica faptul că asta se întâmplă doar pentru ca unii să se îmbogăţească în timpul războiului. O poveste foarte, foarte lungă.
Iar concluzia este următoarea: Se poate alege mereu - între Teamă şi Iubire. Poţi să decizi dacă-ţi va fi teamă de cel de lângă tine (adică-l vei urî), sau vei încerca să-l accepţi...
O altă concluzie care poate fi trasă după film este să te gândeşti bine, înainte să crezi ceva, oare cu ce scop ţi se spune acel lucru?
Ca să fiu sinceră, ar fi foarte bine dacă acest film ar putea să ajungă cumva la oameni, şi dacã ei ar avea răbdare să se uite până la sfârşit, fără să interpreteze greşit, fără să reacţioneze exagerat, etc. Doar dacă ar reflecta puţin.

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I've seen a very good film. At first I wasn't too fond of it because it presents some very dangerous ideas, it's a bit tough.
It has 3 parts. They deal with / question / destroy the following ideas: Christianity, 9/11 and the happenings of the last century. The film presents everything from an American point of view, but it all has an effect on the whole world and what is said can be imagined anywhere.
First of all, you must not take what it says for granted, a film can't be the most important evidence, you mustn't believe everything just because it's probable. (There are things I don't even want to hear about, for example they can try to prove how much is real from Jesus's life, it won't work because I just don't need my faith to be messed up.) It's simply good to think about the fact that history isn't clear at all, it isn't more certain than the present or the future.
But the general message of the film is very important. We all know that the simple people can't win a thing in a War. They set out to defeat an evil because they're afraid of it. Plus they're afraid of it only because it's something different, they don't know it well, they fear it might attack first. But there is no such thing as “evil”, because in the army of the “enemy” there are also only People. Their skin might be of an other colour, they might have an other religion, an other language and they might seem very strange, scary, but they're just the same some scared people who worry for their families, their habits, their life. And from their point of view the first one seem just as different and scary. And so people fight and die, without understanding what for. Well that couldn't actually be told, that it's all so that a few would get rich. Long, long story.
The conclusion is this: There is always a choice – between Fear and Love. You can choose whether you will be afraid of the person next to you (meaning you will hate them) or you try to accept them... An other conclusion that can be drawn from the film is that you should think very well before you believe anything, think what is the reason you are being told that thing? In fact it would be very good if this film could reach more people somehow, and if they had the patience to watch it until the end without misunderstanding or overreacting and so on. But if they would just think about it a little bit.

http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com/

lyrics

2008-02-02T20:37:00.000Z

are we all strangers?
everything's gonna be alright
don't it always seem to go,
that you don't know what you've got, 'till it's gone?
i've been waiting, i'm still waiting
oh, summer wine

(guess the songs :P)

most fedeztem fel - acum am descoperit - I've just found this

2008-01-25T21:49:00.004Z

erre a filmre büszke vagyok, mert kicsit megmutatja ezt a gyönyörű országot. és érdekes hogy a főszereplő franciául, olaszul meg angolul - a többiek meg magyarul, románul meg cigányul beszélnek. nem csodálatos? és mégis ő idejön... :) megéri megnézni, biztos nyomot hagy benned.

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sunt mândră de filmul acesta, fiindcă arată un pic ţara asta minunată. şi e interesant că personajul principal vorbeşte în franceză, italiană şi engleză - iar ceilalţi în maghiară, română şi ţigănească. nu e incredibil? şi ea totuşi vine aici... :) merită să te uiţi, sigur îţi lasă o urmă în suflet.

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I'm proud of this film, because it shows a bit of this beautiful country. and it's interesting that the main character speaks French, Italian and English - while the others speak Hungarian, Romanian and the Gypsy language. isn't it amazing? and she still comes here... :) it's worth watching, surely it will touch you.

Transylvania

before sunrise - before sunset

2008-01-23T15:30:00.001Z

I love these two movies and I'm curious... are there ANY guys who like them, too? or am I being very naive Again? :))

--> have You seen them?

régizene - muzică veche - early music

2008-01-19T20:59:00.002Z

ma pedig régizene próbán voltam.
kicsit fájdogált a kezem, mert a tenoron furulyáztam :P újra meg kell szokjam (én általában alton és szopránon játszom és a tenor egy kiiicsit súlyosabb)
nagyon örvendtem a jó híreknek, hogy idén is meg leszünk hívva pár helyre, sokminden van készülőben, alig várom :) különben 3 nap múlva (22-én) 16 éves a Lyceum Consort együttes! :)

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iar azi am fost la repetiţie de muzică veche.
mă durea puţin mâna, fiindcă am cântat la fluierul tenor :P trebuie să mă obişnuiesc iar (eu cânt de obicei la alto şi la sopran şi tenorul e puuuţin mai greu)
m-am bucurat foarte mult de veştile bune, că şi anul acesta vom fi invitaţi în câteva locuri, se pregătesc multe lucruri, d-abia aştept :) de altfel peste 3 zile (pe 22) formaţia Lyceum Consort împlineşte 16 ani! :)
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and today I've been to an early music rehearsal.
my hand was acheing a bit, because I played the tenor flute :P I need to get used to it again (I usually play the alto and the sopran and the tenor is a weeee bit heavyer)
I was very glad to hear good news , that this year, too, we will be invited to a few places, many things are being planned, I can't wait :) by the way, in 3 days (the 22nd) the Lyceum Consort celebrates 16 years since it was founded!

néptánc - dans popular - traditional dance

2008-01-17T21:18:00.002Z

ma voltam táncházba
szuper volt
sokan voltunk
tanultam új trükköket
imádom
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azi am fost în casa dansului
a fost super
am fost mulţi
am învăţat trucuri noi
îl ador
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I've been to the house of dance today
it was amazing
we were many
I've learned some new tricks
I love it/him

(watch video nr. 1 - that's "kalotaszegi"
you can also search on google/youtube for
"mezosegi", "moldvai", "felcsiki", "szeki", etc.)

ma - azi - today

2008-01-14T21:53:00.003Z

és most nekiállok s félrebeszélek... ültem vasárnap este kényelmetlenül a fotelben – mert úgyis jól esett – s pörgött az agyam. leginkább azzal kapcsolatban hogy ha most nem fekszem le, akkor talán kinyúlik az idő s nem jön el a holnap? azért tervezgettem fehér éjszakát, mert hétfőn két töknehéz vizsgám volt és vasárnap este jó lett volna többet Tanulni. s ahogy ültem ott és bámultam bambán s csak pörgött az agyam, arra gondoltam, hogyha elméssz az északi sarkra például, akkor ott egy nap fél évig tart... teljesen nem lehet érezni hogy telik az idő. mert nekem világos, mikor virrad, fel kell kelni és menni – attól függetlenül hogy mennyit aludtál. mikor sötétedik meg este van. aludni kell, me' hanem nem tudsz felkelni – jó kis ördögi kör. de az északi sarkon honnan tudod mikor van itt a ma? ott ha eltelik egy nap akkor jön a tél. s reggelre már nyár van :P honnan tudják az ottani emberek mikor lehet/”kell” aludni? bár ott nincs is sok ember. meg az is fasza ott, hogy nincs kelet meg nyugat. csak észak van :P de végülis ezt is az ember találta ki. mert a Földön akárhová méssz, az Itt van.

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şi acum m-apuc şi delirez… stăteam duminică seara în fotoliu inconfortabil – fiindcă şi-aşa mă simţeam bine – şi-mi mergea mintea. mai ales în legătură cu faptul că dacă acum nu mă culc, poate timpul se întinde şi nu vine ziua de mâine? îmi plănuiam o noapte albă fiindcă luni am avut două examene super grele şi ar fi fost bine să Învăţ mai mult duminică seara. şi cum stăteam acolo şi-mi mergea mintea, m-am gândit că dacă te duci la polul nord de exemplu, acolo o zi ţine jumătate de an… nu poţi simţi deloc cum trece timpul. fiindcă pentru mine e clar, în zori trebuie să mă scol şi să merg – indiferent cât am dormit. iar seara trebuie să mă culc, altfel nu pot să mă scol – un adevărat cerc vicios. dar la polul nord de unde să ştii când a sosit ziua de azi? acolo dacă trece o zi atunci vine iarna. şi dimineaţa e deja primăvară :P de unde ştiu oamenii de acolo când se poate/”trebuie” să doarmă? deşi acolo nici nu sunt mulţi oameni. mai e cool acolo că nu există est şi vest. e doar nord :P dar la urma urmei şi acesta e un lucru inventat de om. fiindcă pe Pământ oriunde te-ai duce, eşti Aici.

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and now I'll let go and write some silly stuff... I was sitting uncomfortably in an armchair on Sunday evening – because I liked it anyway – and my mind was wondering around. especially about the fact that if I don't go to bed, then perhaps time will stretch out and tomorrow won't even come? I was planning a white night for myself because I was going to have two very difficult exams on Monday and I should've tried to Learn some more. and as I was sitting there just staring at nothing in particular, my mind wondering, I imagined, if you go to the North Pole for example, there a day lasts half a year... you can't feel time passing by at all. because for me it is clear, when the sun rises I must get up and go – no matter how much I managed to sleep. and when it darkens it's evening. I must sleep, because I won't be able to wake up – nice little evil cycle. but how can you know at the North Pole that today has arrived? up there, when a day passes, winter arrives, and in the morning it's already summer :P how can people know when you can/ “should” sleep? though there aren't many people there. an other thing that is cool about that place is that there is no East or West. it's just North :P anyway this was only made up by humans. because on Earth anywhere you go, you're Here.

varázs - farmec - magic

2008-01-11T13:00:00.004Z

Az a helyzet, hogy hiányzik. Manapság nincs varázsa az életnek.
Zavar hogy az emberek nagy része felületesen bánik mindennel - egymással is - és én is így kell viselkedjek, csupán csak önvédelemből... Ha azt akarom, hogy ne fájjon ez a hidegség, azt mondom hogy nem érdekel. Hogy így kell legyen, jobb is.
Egyik jó barátnőm azt mondja túl sokat agyalok - de ő is alig néz a szemembe, mikor leül velem egyet beszélgetni... Hát hogy ne gondolkoznék el... Hová sietünk? Miért bújunk el? Hülye költői kérdések, nem tudom elkerülni. S ahányszor feladom, nem kérdezek rá semmire, csak mert rettegek a veszekedéstől - akkor úgy érzem hogy belül valami megkövül és sok időbe telik míg esetleg majd meggyógyul.
De persze nem ilyen sötét a helyzet. Csak át kell élni ezeket is.

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Faza e că îmi lipseşte. În zilele de azi viaţa n-are farmec.
Mă deranjează că oamenii se comportă cu superficialitate - chiar şi între ei - şi eu trebuie să mă port la fel, numai din autoapărare... Dacă vreau să nu mă doară această răceală, îmi spun că nu mă interesează. Că aşa trebuie să fie, e chiar mai bine.
O prietenă bună îmi spune că mă gândesc prea mult - dar şi ea d-abia se uită în ochii mei când se aşează lângă mine să vorbim... Păi cum să nu mă gândesc... Unde ne grăbim? De ce ne ascundem? Întrebări retorice nebune, de nu le pot evita. Şi de câte ori renunţ, nu cer socoteală, doar fiindcă mi-e groază de o ceartă adevărată - atunci simt că înăuntru ceva împietreşte şi ia mult timp până se vindecă eventual.
Desigur situaţia nu e aşa de sumbră. Dar trebuie să trec şi prin astea.

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The thing is I miss it/him/her. These days life doesn't have any magic.
It bothers me that people behave superficially - even towards each other - and I'm supposed to behave like that, too, only out of self-defense... If I don't want this coldness to hurt, I tell myself I don't care. That this is how it's supposed to be, it's even better.
A good friend says I over-think it - but even she doesn't look into my eyes when she sits down with me for a talk... Well of course I wonder... Where are we running? Why do we hide? Crazy rhethorical questions, can't avoid them. And every time I give up like that, I don't ask why, only because I'm terrified of a real fight - I feel like something inside turns into stone and it takes a long time until it heals eventually.
Of course it's not all so dark. But I need to get through this, too.

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ez nem semmi - asta da - well that's something

2008-01-06T17:45:00.006Z

csak letezni kell s az mar nem semmi. s aztan ha az ember kommunikal is, az aztan tenyleg nem semmi. de egyelore ez az a tipikus "na itt vagyok" bemutatkozo szoveg. majd kovetkezoben talan tobbet irok, ha nem erzem majd olyan idegennek ezt az oldalt.

uj ev - uj blog? minek? miert ne? kuss.

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trebuie doar să existăm şi asta e deja ceva. şi dacă omul mai şi comunică, asta e chiar ceva. dar deocamdată e un text de prezentare de genul "sunt aici". data viitoare poate scriu mai mult, dacă nu voi simţi că această pagină-mi este aşa de străină.

un an nou - un blog nou? de ce? de ce nu? gura.

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you only need to exist and that's already something. and if you even communicate, well that's really something. but, for now, this is a typical "here I am" introduction. perhaps next time I'll write some more, once I'll get used to this place.

new year - new blog? why? why not? shut it.