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Excursie la Békéscsaba si Gyula
Imi place sa calatoresc. Departe, aproape, in stanga, in dreapta, in sus, in jos, in centru, oriunde. Profit cam de orice ocazie mi se iveste sa o zbughesc din orasul asta, pe care de altfel il iubesc si intotdeauna m-as intoarce la el. Imi place doar sa vizitez, sa vad sa ma mir, sa compar si apoi la sfarsitul excursiei sa ma intorc umila la Timisoara mea, cu regrete, dorinte si furie contra autoritatilor locale. Dar asta e alta discutie pe care o voi dezvolta altadata.Ieri, sambata, am fost pentru o a doua excursie de o zi, in Ungaria. Cum la Szeged fusesem o data si cum de data asta…
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Dirrrrrty job
What comes to your mind when you hear this phrase? Well, it might be something illegal, immoral or something one doesn’t like to do. From all these three, what suits to my job is the immorality (in a certain way and quantity). In spite of that it’s perfectly legal, and as weird as it may sound, I’m enjoying it. Let me describe it to you a little bit. In the beginning I thought that my job would be difficult to accomplish and I was a little shy. In time, I came to realize that I was wrong. The only thing I have to do is make it better and popular…
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Le café des trois colombes
Voici une histoire que j’aime beaucoup: Nancy en hiver, une neige mouillée, une fille entre dans un café. Moi, je bois mon verre, elle s’installe à côté, je ne sais pas comment l’aborder. La pluie, le beau temps, ça n’a rien de génial. Mais c’est bien pour forçer son étoile, puis vient le moment où l’on parle de soi. Et la neige a fondu sous nos pas. On s’est connus au café des trois colombes, aux rendez-vous des amours sans abri. On était bien, on se sentait seuls au monde, on n’avait rien, mais on avait toute la vie. Nancy au printemps, ça ressemble au Midi, elle m’aime et je…
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My celebrity look-alikes
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Handwriting
I thought about handwriting when I saw a big set of coloured pens at a friend of mine. I used to like so much writing things…lectures, diaries, lists, I even tried to write a whole book by hand. Well, that was in the 7th grade, it won’t happen again…Or who knows? ;))The only things I write now are the shopping lists, which are not very long, not even full sentences, notes to my parents, which are even rarer than the lists. Anyhow, I miss it. I have a nice handwriting, (yes I brag) but unfortunately I don’t use it anymore because of the computer. I like pencils, pens and other…
