Mega concertul Aerosmith 18 iunie 2010 Bucuresti

Aerosmith este una dintre sufletele mele de suflet pe care la ascult cu placere inca din generala. Vocea rugoasa a lui Steve Tyler m-a vrajit si m-a dus pe aripile vantului de nenumarate ori. Am dansat pe "Crazy" si pe "Girls of summer" de cate ori am avut ocazia sa o ascult, am plans pe "I don't wanna miss a thing", am sarit pe "Love in an elevator", am strigat din toti plamanii pe "Pink", "Walk this way" si "Dude it looks like a lady". Sunt ferm convinsa ca "Jaded" este una dintre melodiile vietii mele si imi place sa cred ca "I'm livin' on the edge".


"Dream on" mi-a insotit fiecare examen impreuna cu "Livin' on a prayer" de la Bon Jovi.
Ce mai, mi-am trait implinirile, esecurile, iubirile, despartirile, calatoriile spre centrul pamantului mereu insotita de Aerosmith.
Asa ca nu am putut rata ocazia de a-i vedea in concert la Bucuresti. Am avut sansa de a gasi un loc fix in fata scenei si de a ma bucura de o adevarata desfasurare de forte à la Aerosmith.

Asa o energie zdrobitoare, asa un glamour si miscari de scena putine banduri am. Si line up-ul a fost perfect. Ce conta ca era inainte de examene? Eu m-am dus. Si m-am si intors cu o margareta in par si cu un zambet larg cat casa poporului. Este unul dintre concertele care imi vor ramane pe veci in inima pentru ca este un grup care te castiga, pe care il admiri pentru creativitatea si constanta in ciuda lungii lor cariere (si a trecutului incarcat de addictii-la alcool,medicamente si alte droguri- impartit inconstant cu chitaristul Joe Perry), pentru rezolvarea conflictelor in intern si pentru nebunia lor vestimentara. Steven Tyler face parte din grupul Aerosmith de 46 ani si este supranumit "The demon of screamin'" si "The toxic twins" (alaturi de Joe Perry) este atat de usor sa vibrezi pe "Dream on" si "Jaded" si nu vad cum ai putea ramande indiferent la "Cryin" sau la "Janie's got a gun". Cum sa nu fii trist la sfarsitul unei relatii pe "I don't wanna miss a thing" sau pe "Hole in my soul". Eu am fost impacata pe "Nobodys fault" si vrajita pe "Rag doll".

It's a feeling. I love them!



" Dream on, dream on, dream until your dreams come true!"

le hasard

1. 21 years old, female, south africa, 2nd time in prison break.

    "Dr. I have to ask you something :)!"

    " Yes :) ?"

    "Do you know God?"

    "Well I didn't meet him yet but I heared about him."

    "Do you have a religious belief?"

    "Uhm, I am ortodox but I ... I don't know, I believe in a higher force."

    "But do you go to church?"

    "... not really"

    "I am an evanghelist and I have a gift, I have to tell you something...I have to spread the word."

    "Ok, you can tell me."

    "God have spoken to me, the world will end."

    " :) of course, it's also written in the bible :)"

    "Yes, but it will end soon and I have this gift, I have to spread the word."

    "Aren't you afraid that people will believe you're crazy?! if you say you talk to God?"

    "No, I have a mission."

    "Yes, we all do miss, but you seem to have a difficult task to complete."

She was standing in front of me, beautiful, smart, free, a true believer. I envied her for one moment. It seems difficult to envy someone who's in jail right? But the thing is that she is ... free. :) And, no, I don't think she's crazy.

2.  45 years old male, north africa, 45th time in prison break.

     "Hello Dr. ca va?" ( I always find very funny this question)

     "Yes, ca va and you?"

     "Well, great, I'm going out in 2 months! :)"

     "That's great news!! :) Do you have plans for outside?"

     "Yes, go outside and get a job and then get my family back!"

     "Hm, you know that it won't be easy."

     "Yes, it will, because with your help Dr. I will stop smoking weed, I used to smoke 15 joints/day, now I'm at 3/day but I cannot stop by myself and it ruins my life (starts to cry)."

      "Well I will ask you some question, you will be honest, and we will succeed!"

It turned out that he had a social phobia and a paranoia and that weed was his auto-medication.

I've started a treatment and I'm confident.

Where there's a will there's a way. And he wants to quit, and I'm there to support him.

:) I love my job! So many interesting people every day!

Luxembourg

Luxembourg is warm, happy, beautiful, coloured and chilled. I really, really loved it. People are smiling, are helping and they seem to be very happy.

Luxembourg is a state of mind, it's a statement. A statement that hard work, good manners and smiles can work. 

Luxembourg is peace. Street singers. Art. Cosy restaurants.

Luxembourg is coloured umbrellas and an awesome happy friend. Luxembourg is a smile!

They don't know how to fix a  strawberry Mojito but they sure have some fine chocolate (hot chocolate + brownie @ "Chocolate house" just in front of the Palace = heaven).

It was a perfect mini holidays, laughing 'till the end :)

I mean you loose some and you get some in exchange. The boy I liked ... it just didn't happen but on my way back to Strasbourg I met a lovely 58 years old jewish lady with Parkinson disease. The essential is not this, the essential is that this woman has a gift and despite her disease she has been blessed by life with 2 wonderful kids and lots of travels. One researcher and one midwife. The researcher is living in Japan, he's married with a Japanese lady and they have a 5 years old son. The great great mother of the Lady is alive and kicking it. I'm going to Japan next year with a friend. The husband of the midwife is a cardiologist with whom I work a lot but whom I've never met in flash and bones. The midwife is pregnant and I am invited to the circumcision ceremony of her son. Shalom I say and mazeltov! 

She said that there are no hazardous encounters in life and I believe she's write so Mazeltov!

On the other side they don't really have hippies/alternative people or maybe they were very well hidden...they were kind of stiff.

This is Luxembourgs song and Luxembourgs photos :

I really, really liked their idea with the colored umbrellas. Apparently there is the same in Portugal so I'll go see by myself with my friends. So, next trip : Portugal! Oleeeeeeeee!

Lik

poezie de suflet...

de la Iv cel naiv :

"sînt zile și zile

doamne, sînt zile pe care ochii mai bine nu le-ar vedea
sînt zile pe care nu le poți da de la tine, ca-ntr-o manea
dar și zile în care fericirea ți se zbate în piept
ca un pește pe uscatul cel nesfârșit și nedrept

sînt acele zile în care toată ziua e noapte
de nu te mai scot la lumină nici zâmbet, nici șoapte
sau cele în care te trezești și luminezi ca un bec
uitat aprins peste zi, auzi tu, ce zevzec

sînt zile așa pline că s-ar putea scrie despre ele
zile întregi, volume întregi, dar sînt și cele
în care singurul lucru cu adevărat important
e că ți-ai luat un nou antiperspirant

sînt zilele alea în care nu se face noapte niciodată
și cele în care bei peste doi litri de apă plată
sînt zilele în care te uiți dimineața la șifonier
pierdut, ca la un colț albastru de cer

azi, de exemplu e ziua în care m-am trezit
cu un chef cât ziua de lungă doar de iubit"

When nothing goes right, go left!

Just because you won't eat the bear you cannot assume that the bear will not eat you. It's childish and stupid.

So, I've been eaten by a bear, because I genuinly believe in people, believe in good.

It's certainly not pleasant. Be eaten by a bear that is!

But it's ok, I've learned my lesson. I've lifted my barriers. And I could also kill them with fire but...what's the meaning of all this bullshit!

Why growing up means tearing each other apart with no consideration for a persons life whatsoever!

It's so easy to judge, to throw the rock, to point your finger at someone. But do you think even for a moment what happens in that persons life? Maybe someone he/she loves died, maybe he's broke, maybe his car is broken, maybe he failed something really important to him or maybe he had a really shitty period. Why do we always judge the here and now? And how can we dare blaming someone for something that we also don'do/do wrong.

They always told me to wake up.

I always hated people full of hate. Now, seriously, how sad and pathetic can you be in order to be so full of hate!

I felt like falling apart all this week, but I put myself together and smiled and tried to act normal.

But beware of the person you kick when she's on the ground because she has nothing left to lose. And sometimes, just sometimes, even the most patient person in the world can turn into a "despicable me".

Because if going up means kill others in the process I am not interested in the crown of thornes dressed in gold that you're offering me with a fake smile on your face. You can shove it in your ass, motherfucker! Because I will make it to the top but in my way. I will respect the others and expect them to do the same. If not, I will avoid them as much as possible. And if I am stuck with them I will just do my job correctly, but not a single fuck will be given that day!

So what you give is what you get it's not that real in "real life"...they told me I was delusional, I almost felt down from my unicorn :)

let's roll and rock one more week!

din ciclul " pe vremea mea cantecele erau complexe..."








"...  Tidal waves don't beg forgiveness
Crashed and on their way
Father he enjoyed collisions; others walked away
A snowflake falls in may.
And the doors are open now as the bells are ringing out

'Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Goodbye for now.

Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land
Father ruled by long division, young men they pretend
Old men comprehend.

And the sky breaks at dawn; shedding light upon this town
They'll all come around
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Good bye for now.

And the road
The old man paved
The broken seems along the way
The rusted signs, left just for me

He was guiding me, love, his own way
Now the man of the hour is taking his final bow
As the curtain comes down
I feel that this is just goodbye for now..."

furtuna

" nu stiu de ce .. dar cand am dat share la poza asta .. m-am gandit la tine :)" by Jointuletz

eu ce am vazut? lumina, culoare, speranta....speranta firava ramane-n cutie, cand relele toate spre noi se reped...



interesanta asocierea mea cu poza asta. 

dar daca asta este perceptia chiar si a unui singur om despre mine, eu sunt cea mai fericita, inseamna ca nu am trait degeaba pana acum. ca am reusit sa inspir sentimente frumoase si speranta!

voi ce vedeti cand va uitati la poza asta? te intreb pe tine soare...

poza nu imi apartine, sursa poza

viva la vida!

I used to rule the world and I stopped doing it for all the wrong reasons!
So I told to myself : fuck this!
So I stopped what I thought was love. Crazy passion turned to dust!
It was necessary in order to get wiser but how I payed, how hard I payed.
Bref : I have a plan to reconquer the world!





" I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the world
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own.

I used to role the dice
Fear the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing :
" Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

Si ca sa imi fie mai usor, iti cer un singur lucru :

Amintiri din epoca de...(h)aur

"soric si carnat si urechea porcului..."







Ieri am fost la festivalul filmului romanesc din Strasbourg. Mi-a fost frica de ce o sa vad. Dar am plecat ca sa ma vada. Si am fost foarte placut surprinsa. "Amintiri din epoca de aur" mi s-a parut hilar. Iar "Calatoria lui Gruber" a fost pur si simplu geniala! Foarte mult mi-a placut. Nu ma asteptam la Florin Piersic Jr. sa fie chiar...actor. Dar este un actor complex. Mi-a placut. Mult. Asa ca recomand filmul asta din toata inima. Un film despre o fata urata a Romaniei, pe care nu o invatam la scoala...

Switzerland versus France

Bun. Dupa ce m-am chinuit 1 h sa postez netul meu a decis ca vrea sa pice si sa nu salveze nimic, God damn it!!!
Asa ca this is the shorter version of my previous post about Swiss toilets :D
Ce au elvetienii si nu au francezii? Toalete cantatoare, mon cher. Singing toilets. Si pe langa faptul ca sunt cantatoare mai sunt si super curate. "Curate ca cristalul", vorb-aia. Am fost la o toaleta publica in Basel...ok am fost la mai multe dar asta m-a impresionat in mod deosebit. Bun, vedem noi o usa ca de lift si ne asteptam sa bagam banul si sa vina liftul sa ne duca la toaleta. Ei bine, nu! Bagi fisa, se deschide usa si intrii in necunoscut. Dupa ce am reusit sa trec peste angoasa care a pus stapanire pe mine cand am realizat ca sunt inchisa ermetic intr-o specie necunoscuta mie de toaleta am constatat ca a inceput sa cante muzica de undeva. Apoi s-a tras singura apa...doar asa...de igienizare, hartia venea automat cand intindeai mana, sapun lichid super frumos mirositor. Ce mai, totul stralucea de curatenie pe ritmuri muzicale. Intr-un final am reusit sa scap din "lift", inca buimacita de experienta sf pe care tocmai am trait-o. Si atunci mi-am dat seama in ce lume traim in Romania, cum normalul ni se pare ceva extravagant.

Si apoi a mai fost experienta din muzeu pe care El a si filmat-o. Cand pe langa faptul ca era incredibil de curat si de frumos mirositor si de muzical...colacul de la toaleta se igieniza singur! Adica inainte si dupa ce te asezai pe el colacul facea automat un tur in care era igienizat. Jaw dropping as in literally. M-a speriat atata...civilizatie.

Si ca sa vada francezii ca nu ei sunt buricul lumii, facem o comparatie minimalista. Mc`donalds. Exista in ambele tari. Toaletele din Mc`urile din Franta arata ca niste cocini in cel mai fericit caz. In Elvetia arata ca o toaleta din muzeu. So, you tell me who is gonna win this time? :) si casstigatoarea fara drept de apel este Elvetia! Switzerland beats France at toilets, and not only. Sa nu mai aduc vorba de cetatenii elvetieni trilingvi :)

Dar despre asta in postul urmator.