Nu stiu daca v-am zis vreodata ca am o oroare de rozatoare mici si perusi. Rozatoare mici, adica orice animal mai mic de 20cm, topaie, alearga destul de repede si mananca legume uscate. Hamsteri, dihori, chinchille...astea. Si papagali mici. Sunt ok cu ele atata timp cat sunt inchisi undeva de unde nu pot sa iasa singuri. Sa nu ma atinga altfel se lasa cu lesin, puls accelerat si transpiratie. Da, stiu ca probabil radeti de mine si ziceti ca e stupid. Pur si simplu nu-mi plac si imi creeaza o stare maxima de discomfort.
Sora-mea avea hamsteri. Si cand nu era ea acasa sa le schimbe rumegusul din acvariul lor, faceam eu asta. Evident fara sa pun mana pe ei. Aveam o cutie mica de plastic si ii prindeam la colt, ii ridicam cu cutia si le puneam un capac sa nu fuga. Capac cu gauri. Nu sunt criminala. Nu imi place sa ii ating cu mai mult de un deget sau sa ma atinga, dar ma uitam la ei cat erau de destepti si incercau sa evadeze.
Cu perusii am descoperit acum vreo 4 ani ca imi displace atingerea lor. Eram la mare si s-a gandit unul ca daca tot am zis ca e dragut papagalul ala, sa il ia sa mi-l aseze pe umar. Moment in care am inceput sa transpir si sa ii zic ca daca nu il ia in 3 secunde de pe umarul meu, nu mai raman nici pene din el.
Acum vreo 2 saptamani m-am dus la o prietena. Are chinchilla. Skippy ii e numele. Ne-am strans sa jucam Munchkin. Ajung la ea, si imi zice sa n-o calc ca se plimba prin camera. Mkey, fara panica. Inca nu vazusem pe unde e. Se juca pititea singura. Imi las geanta pe pat si ma asez pe un scaun. "Sa inceapa jocul ! :D"
Deodata apare chinchilla aia care alerga ca o descreierata si se ascundea pe sub dulapuri. "E ok, nu e aproape de mine. Calm si continua sa joci." De nicaieri iese si incepe si face parkour prin camera, dupa care se urca pe pat. "E ok. Nu vine la oameni panicati" Se urca pe geanta mea, miroase, vede ca nu e nimic de mancat si probabil miroase prea uman ca sa manance si se concentreaza pe altceva. Cu un deget ii ating urechile si o scarpin putin. "Soooo fluffffyyyyyyyy."
Acest mic episod de dragalasenie trece instant cand rozatoarea incearca sa ajunga in bratele mele. Ca ii place sa se urce in bratele oamenilor. In momentul ala sar de pe scaun si ii zic gazdei mele, pe un ton cat se poate de calm, cel putin asa cred ca a fost tonul meu, sa o prinda si sa o puna in cusca ei. Cusca - care apropo, are dimensiunile unei masini de spalat automata. Un midget ar putea locui linistit acolo.
A tot incercat sa-mi zica ca nu face nimic, ca e cuminte ca bla bla bla...dar eram prea rosie la fata, eram transpirata si imi tremurau mainile ca sa pot intelege acest lucru.
Prietenul ei imi zice "Nu cred ca unui om ii e frica de ceva atat de mic". Eh uite ca mie imi e.
Unii oameni au fobie de serpi, de paianjeni mari, in general de animale mare sau lucruri care daca nu te omoara macar te aduc in pragul mortii. Cum ar fi apa, inaltimea, avioanele. Inteleg acele fobii, si asa cum inteleg ca oamenilor le e frica de lucrurile alea asa ar trebui sa inteleaga si ei fobia mea de rozatoare mici si papagali. Mai trist e ca nu are nume fobia mea...cel putin n-am gasit inca.
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xoxo.
olive
Cookin' with Olive
Mi-am pus o cana de cafea cu lapte si m-am gandit sa va zic ce am gatit.
Inainte sa iasa din casa, m-a intrebat al meu prieten ce mancam diseara. Pam pamm pammmm. Habar nu aveam asa ca am inceput sa vizualizez ce avem in frigider si prin dulap. Si am descoperit ca avem niste piept de pui, legume, orez si vin alb. Eh, mai avem si alte chestii prin frigider, dar astea pareau o combinatie mai buna.
Asa ca, dupa ce a plecat i-am dat mesaj si l-am intrebat cum i se pare 'Pui la cuptor cu legume,rozmarin si vin alb si o garnitura de orez cu porumb dulce'. 15 minute mai tarziu imi da reply si zice ca suna genial. Boooonnnnn.
Repede la treaba.
Am gasit 2 cartofi, niste telina, niste albitura, rozmarin, puiul, vin alb demidulce si m-am pus pe treaba. Am taiat frumos legumele si am facut un 'pat' pentru pieptul de pui. Am pus cateva firisoare de rozmarin maruntit, sare si ulei de masline. Am asezat puiul pe 'patul' din tava. Am mai pus un pic de rozmarin si ulei de masline peste el si la final am pus vinul alb. Ramasese cam 100 ml in sticla. Si cum noi nu bem demidulce, l-am pus pe tot. L-am acoperit cu folie de aluminiu inainte sa-l pun la cuptor si acum astept. Mai ramane sa fac orezul si gata masa. :)
A durat 15 minute toata treaba si partea buna e ca de fiecare data cand gatesti la cuptor nu ai cum sa dai gres. E imposibil :)
Cand va fi gata voi pune poze.
xoxo. olive
La multi ani!
Intai de toate va doresc un an magnific si de un infinit de ori mai bun decat cel ce tocmai a trecut. Si nu in ultimul rand sa fiti sanatosi sa puteti face tot ce v-ati propus pentru 2013.
Trebuie sa recunosc ca nu am avut nici timp si nici chef ...si nici idei....sa mai scriu pe blog. Dar nu e capat de lume. Pot reveni oricand. Ca acum.
In anul ce tocmai a trecut l-am cunoscut pe Victor, prietenul meu. O realizare minunata pentru 2012 as zice. :). Oricum, nu asta e ideea. Ideea e ca de cand stam impreuna mi-a revenit cheful de a gati si crea proiecte. DIY Projects (Do It Yourself). Si am tot creat si le-am facut cadou prietenilor. Si am tot notat ce vreau sa creez anul asta. Si s-au adunat 33 de idei. Asa mi-a venit o alta idee. Sa fac toate cele 33 de proiecte pana la 3.03.2013. Deja am terminat cateva de pe lista. O sa pun si poze zilele astea, inca nu le-am scos si nu am cu toate. Dar tot e ceva.
Am terminat niste ornamente pentru bradul de Craciun - pe care le-am facut cadou unei prietene (noi nu am facut brad anul asta), tot ei i-am facut o vaza cu flori din hartie creponata (o sa o rog sa-mi faca poze ca eu am uitat), am terminat de pictat un copac pe unul din peretii din living si am facut fluturi din hartie pentru lampa de podea tot din living. Plus doua picturi si un twisted art din cuburile lui Victor de cand era mic. Le-am gasit si decat sa le tinem in vreo cutie le-am folosit. Tabloul 'troneaza' la noi in dormitor.
Si pe langa asta am redecorat putin pentru ca, asa cum i-am zis si lui, casa asta arata ca un birou. Rece si fara personalitate. Not anymore. :D
Martie e chiar dupa colt, ma duc sa mai 'mesteresc'.
xoxo. olive
To Do List
1. Develop your own personal operating system.
Carve out and define your own reality, philosophy, values, and
interests rather than automatically accepting those of your family,
peers, religion, or culture.
2. Begin to let go of the need for validation. Don’t be motivated by the opinions or others or the desire for recognition. Be driven by what is important to you and what you value.
3. Trust your instincts and allow for experimentation. Get to know yourself and discover what you enjoy and find exciting, even if you have to fail a few times.
4. Accept others as they are. Begin letting go of judgments and criticism of others. Focus on people’s strengths rather than their faults. Learn to deal with difficult people without diminishing yourself.
5. Really hear people. Go beyond just listening and understanding. Let people know that you really get them.
6. Take care of unresolved matters in your life. Restore your integrity. Forgive and ask for forgiveness where necessary. Reclaim the energy you have given to these matters.
7. Embrace a healthy lifestyle. Get some form of exercise daily. Eat healthy foods that support your body, not your emotions. Do this because you respect yourself, not to impress others.
8. Cause things to happen. Don’t wait for them. Be a creator, an instigator, a collaborator. Share your enthusiasm.
9. Show people you care. Don’t just talk about it. Show them in ways that are meaningful to them, not you.
10. Require the best of people. See them not only for who they are, but who they can be. Lovingly reflect that vision to them.
11. Ensure your own needs are met. Discern your primary needs, and communicate fully what is important and valuable to you in your relationships. Don’t compromise these to keep peace or hang on.
12. Speak constructively. Use your words to uplift, inspire, motivate, and encourage. Don’t offer “constructive criticism” or subtle digs.
13. Laugh easily. Have a lightness about you. Take life less seriously and choose to find and create fun and joy.
14. Cease gossip. Choose not to talk about others in ways that are openly or subtlety critical. Don’t share information for the feeling of power or intrigue.
15. Make requests, not complaints. If you need something from someone, ask for it directly. Don’t whine or complain to them or others.
16. Handle situations fully. Kindly but clearly deal with negative issues as soon as possible. Don’t tolerate anything if it causes resentments.
17. Be done with arguments. Smile and walk away until healthy communication is possible.
18. Offer help only when asked. Don’t assume that others want you to fix them or that you know best for them. Be available and give help only when asked.
19. Care deeply, but remain detached. Let others know you care deeply about them when they have problems, but don’t get caught up in their problems.
20. See with your heart, not your eyes. Look beyond superficiality when seeing someone. Financial status, appearance, notoriety, all mean nothing. Look for the authentic person inside.
21. Don’t say yes when you mean no. If you mean no, your yes will be harnessed with resentment. Say yes only when your yes is given freely.
22. Let others know you are grateful. Tell them and show them that you feel blessed to have them in your life.
23. Never play the guilt card. Don’t try to manipulate or hurt someone by trying to make them feel bad about their choices, decisions, or actions.
24. Give more than is expected. Don’t over-commit, but freely give more than you promise.
25. Be inter-developmental in your relationships. Don’t be controlling, dependent or co-dependent. Create relationships that are mutually uplifting, reward, and satisfying.
26. Be a big person. Don’t try to take credit, diminish others, or hold back on praise. Offer acknowledgment and power when it is needed and deserved.
27. Be confident enough to be humble. Be able to laugh at yourself, acknowledge your flaws and failures, and accept that they don’t define you.
28. Be open to learning. Don’t flaunt your intelligence or superior knowledge. Recognize that there is always something to learn, even from those who appear “less than.”
29. Be more engaged than engaging. Show your sincere interest in others. Use the word “you” more than “I.” Listen intently and reflect back to others who they are.
30. Give gifts that others want. Not just gifts to impress or that are important to you.
31. Challenge yourself constantly. Don’t settle for mediocre. Don’t languish in past accomplishments. Keep moving forward and exude enthusiasm about possibilities and the actions to make them happen.
32. Detach from adrenaline. Simplify your life enough so you are not rushed, stressed, cluttered, or distracted. Allow yourself time and room to focus.
33. Embrace the incredible power of now. Nothing is more valuable than this moment. Make it the best moment you possibly can right now.
34. Don’t fight the flow. Don’t struggle against people or situations you can’t control. Move effortlessly in a different direction.
35. Keep evolving. Stay on a path of personal development and stay alert for opportunities for shifts and growth.
36. Accept that you won’t be attractive to everyone. As you evolve and become more attractive, fewer people will be attracted to you — but what an incredible group they are!
Most on the list are 100% completed and fully functional. :)
xoxo.Olive
2. Begin to let go of the need for validation. Don’t be motivated by the opinions or others or the desire for recognition. Be driven by what is important to you and what you value.
3. Trust your instincts and allow for experimentation. Get to know yourself and discover what you enjoy and find exciting, even if you have to fail a few times.
4. Accept others as they are. Begin letting go of judgments and criticism of others. Focus on people’s strengths rather than their faults. Learn to deal with difficult people without diminishing yourself.
5. Really hear people. Go beyond just listening and understanding. Let people know that you really get them.
6. Take care of unresolved matters in your life. Restore your integrity. Forgive and ask for forgiveness where necessary. Reclaim the energy you have given to these matters.
7. Embrace a healthy lifestyle. Get some form of exercise daily. Eat healthy foods that support your body, not your emotions. Do this because you respect yourself, not to impress others.
8. Cause things to happen. Don’t wait for them. Be a creator, an instigator, a collaborator. Share your enthusiasm.
9. Show people you care. Don’t just talk about it. Show them in ways that are meaningful to them, not you.
10. Require the best of people. See them not only for who they are, but who they can be. Lovingly reflect that vision to them.
11. Ensure your own needs are met. Discern your primary needs, and communicate fully what is important and valuable to you in your relationships. Don’t compromise these to keep peace or hang on.
12. Speak constructively. Use your words to uplift, inspire, motivate, and encourage. Don’t offer “constructive criticism” or subtle digs.
13. Laugh easily. Have a lightness about you. Take life less seriously and choose to find and create fun and joy.
14. Cease gossip. Choose not to talk about others in ways that are openly or subtlety critical. Don’t share information for the feeling of power or intrigue.
15. Make requests, not complaints. If you need something from someone, ask for it directly. Don’t whine or complain to them or others.
16. Handle situations fully. Kindly but clearly deal with negative issues as soon as possible. Don’t tolerate anything if it causes resentments.
17. Be done with arguments. Smile and walk away until healthy communication is possible.
18. Offer help only when asked. Don’t assume that others want you to fix them or that you know best for them. Be available and give help only when asked.
19. Care deeply, but remain detached. Let others know you care deeply about them when they have problems, but don’t get caught up in their problems.
20. See with your heart, not your eyes. Look beyond superficiality when seeing someone. Financial status, appearance, notoriety, all mean nothing. Look for the authentic person inside.
21. Don’t say yes when you mean no. If you mean no, your yes will be harnessed with resentment. Say yes only when your yes is given freely.
22. Let others know you are grateful. Tell them and show them that you feel blessed to have them in your life.
23. Never play the guilt card. Don’t try to manipulate or hurt someone by trying to make them feel bad about their choices, decisions, or actions.
24. Give more than is expected. Don’t over-commit, but freely give more than you promise.
25. Be inter-developmental in your relationships. Don’t be controlling, dependent or co-dependent. Create relationships that are mutually uplifting, reward, and satisfying.
26. Be a big person. Don’t try to take credit, diminish others, or hold back on praise. Offer acknowledgment and power when it is needed and deserved.
27. Be confident enough to be humble. Be able to laugh at yourself, acknowledge your flaws and failures, and accept that they don’t define you.
28. Be open to learning. Don’t flaunt your intelligence or superior knowledge. Recognize that there is always something to learn, even from those who appear “less than.”
29. Be more engaged than engaging. Show your sincere interest in others. Use the word “you” more than “I.” Listen intently and reflect back to others who they are.
30. Give gifts that others want. Not just gifts to impress or that are important to you.
31. Challenge yourself constantly. Don’t settle for mediocre. Don’t languish in past accomplishments. Keep moving forward and exude enthusiasm about possibilities and the actions to make them happen.
32. Detach from adrenaline. Simplify your life enough so you are not rushed, stressed, cluttered, or distracted. Allow yourself time and room to focus.
33. Embrace the incredible power of now. Nothing is more valuable than this moment. Make it the best moment you possibly can right now.
34. Don’t fight the flow. Don’t struggle against people or situations you can’t control. Move effortlessly in a different direction.
35. Keep evolving. Stay on a path of personal development and stay alert for opportunities for shifts and growth.
36. Accept that you won’t be attractive to everyone. As you evolve and become more attractive, fewer people will be attracted to you — but what an incredible group they are!
Most on the list are 100% completed and fully functional. :)
xoxo.Olive
Because....OSOM !!
Be Your Own Souvenir
So you’re at the museum, and deep down in the sub-basement right next to
the restrooms you happen to discover an enormous machine that looks
like it was pulled from the Aliens II movie set. And then you notice you
can insert a dollar, and suddenly the machine whirs to life and pipes
hot, neon green plasticine into a mold in front of your very eyes as you
inahale noxious fumes. Within moments you’re in the possession of a
bona-fide neon green submarine, a memento of your visit to the museum
that smells strange for days. Be Your Own Souvenir by Barcelona-based blablabLAB
is just like that, except a trillion times more awesome. Using custom
software developed using openFrameworks and openKinect, visitors film
themselves in front of 3 kinect sensors for a full 360-degree scan and
within moments a 3D printer known as a RepRap machine spits out a little
army guy version of themselves. Every museum in the world should have
one of these in their sub-basement, though they can probably install
this by the front door. (via vimeo)
Because it was perfect untill BOOM !!
Because every time you have a nice say, someone thinks that it will be great to FUCK IT UP !!!!
So even though you do not read this, know that I HATE YOU !!!!!
NO 'xoxo' today.
Olive.
So even though you do not read this, know that I HATE YOU !!!!!
NO 'xoxo' today.
Olive.
Good day...
...because 'good morning' is not for us. Me and my boyfriend, that is. But 'Good morning' to all of you.
We didn't sleep at all. He found a tutorial on how to paint nails with nail polish with the help of water. So that's what we did. Painted and repainted nails. Even he has a thumb nail painted. :)
Enjoy your coffee. I'm still waiting mine. Victor is supposed to make it :D ...and yes. That's his real name. Because he said i can share anything i want about him and us on my blog :D. He's ossum possum.
xoxo.Olive
We didn't sleep at all. He found a tutorial on how to paint nails with nail polish with the help of water. So that's what we did. Painted and repainted nails. Even he has a thumb nail painted. :)
Enjoy your coffee. I'm still waiting mine. Victor is supposed to make it :D ...and yes. That's his real name. Because he said i can share anything i want about him and us on my blog :D. He's ossum possum.
xoxo.Olive
Live has a funny way...
I was smoking a cigarette when i finally realized that I'm lucky.
I'm lucky to have met the right guy and lucky for all the good things that happened to me since I met him. I do not want to tell you his name, so I shall call him Green. Because i like green stuff and I like him a lot.
Now...after a few sentences, I'm thinking about him, and so many things run through my mind I don't know which one to write. I don't know if he'll be mad at me for sharing stuff about us on the internet. I should ask him. :)
Returning to the 'I'm lucky part'. I told you about the painting. He did a great job on that. Still shocked when I think about that moment. I think I already said this but no one ever did a painting of me before. Yes, I received lots of gifts but never something like this. Something that one created, painted, modified it, etc.
I will thank him forever for that.
I will write more on this when I have things that can be shared on the internet. ;)
xoxo.Olive
I'm lucky to have met the right guy and lucky for all the good things that happened to me since I met him. I do not want to tell you his name, so I shall call him Green. Because i like green stuff and I like him a lot.
Now...after a few sentences, I'm thinking about him, and so many things run through my mind I don't know which one to write. I don't know if he'll be mad at me for sharing stuff about us on the internet. I should ask him. :)
Returning to the 'I'm lucky part'. I told you about the painting. He did a great job on that. Still shocked when I think about that moment. I think I already said this but no one ever did a painting of me before. Yes, I received lots of gifts but never something like this. Something that one created, painted, modified it, etc.
I will thank him forever for that.
I will write more on this when I have things that can be shared on the internet. ;)
xoxo.Olive
You won't regret it !
Go to blackacrebrewing.com and select "I am under 21"
You can thank me later.
xoxo.Olive
You can thank me later.
xoxo.Olive
Don't quit
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won if he’d stuck it out.
Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are -
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit -
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.
-Author Unknown
xoxo.Olive
The waiting is done
SO, after i said I'm done the right guy came along. The Universe was with me on this thing.
He's great and funny and he did a few things that no one ever did for me.
He did a painting of me, and hang it on his wall....he did it in a day...a few hours actually...
And I always have a poker/shocked face when I think about it....
And he is always saying : 'Everything will be OK, Olive' and I cuddle at his chest and close my eyes thinking about how good it will be.
It's not the end....
xoxo. Olive
He's great and funny and he did a few things that no one ever did for me.
He did a painting of me, and hang it on his wall....he did it in a day...a few hours actually...
And I always have a poker/shocked face when I think about it....
And he is always saying : 'Everything will be OK, Olive' and I cuddle at his chest and close my eyes thinking about how good it will be.
It's not the end....
xoxo. Olive
Guys and their stupid way of saying : i like you
How can a guy say 'no' to a girl after she asked him to go out ?
Why can he just take the chance ?
Why do guys say that a girl plays hard to get, when he's the one that it's playing this stupid game ?
Why do a guy can't accept the fact that a girl likes him enough to ask him the same question for hours ?
Why can't they accept these things ?
This is stupid. I might as well take a rope and hang them one by one. It will not be raining man in the city, it will be like an apocalypse with hanged man all over.
That way every guy will know when to say 'Yes' to a girl or he'll suffer the consequences. The consequences may vary a lot.
After a girl receives the 'NO' from a guy she will do one of the following:
1. Kill him multiple times in her mind using every method she knows or invent new ones
2. Ignore him every time he speaks to her (by any method known to the people: facebook, yahoo, IM, etc.)
3. Talk to him but in a real bitchy way and say 'NO' every time he will ask her to go out
If i forgot something let me know. But those are things that i will do.
Probably i will start being a bitch again. That worked ...hmmmm....pretty good for a while. :D
PS: if you are one of the guys that says 'No' when a girls asks you out my message to you is: you either try and change the answer while you can or you erase yourself from this planet. Just sayin'.
xoxo.Olive
Why can he just take the chance ?
Why do guys say that a girl plays hard to get, when he's the one that it's playing this stupid game ?
Why do a guy can't accept the fact that a girl likes him enough to ask him the same question for hours ?
Why can't they accept these things ?
This is stupid. I might as well take a rope and hang them one by one. It will not be raining man in the city, it will be like an apocalypse with hanged man all over.
That way every guy will know when to say 'Yes' to a girl or he'll suffer the consequences. The consequences may vary a lot.
After a girl receives the 'NO' from a guy she will do one of the following:
1. Kill him multiple times in her mind using every method she knows or invent new ones
2. Ignore him every time he speaks to her (by any method known to the people: facebook, yahoo, IM, etc.)
3. Talk to him but in a real bitchy way and say 'NO' every time he will ask her to go out
If i forgot something let me know. But those are things that i will do.
Probably i will start being a bitch again. That worked ...hmmmm....pretty good for a while. :D
PS: if you are one of the guys that says 'No' when a girls asks you out my message to you is: you either try and change the answer while you can or you erase yourself from this planet. Just sayin'.
xoxo.Olive
Journal entry nr 293
So far this day sucks. I want to get my stuff and go. Go anywhere. Walk and not know where I'm going until i reach that place.
I again realized that i don't have many friends. Last week my phone was stolen and with him i lost almost 300 phone numbers. Even though I have the same number, the current contact list shows 16/200 entries.
My ex wants to get back together, and start as if we are in a new relationship and forget the bad things that happened then. Except him. He said he will remember what he did wrong 6 months ago and not do them again. He said he still loves me. I talked with a good friend and he said that it's not worth it. And i don't need to get back in an old relationship, i need something new. Something that goes along with me, my needs and my crazy but awesome life. I know he's right. I ....I know he is a good guy after all, but i cannot trust him anymore. I cannot lie that i love him just to make him happy. I don't want to be in a relation out of pity.
I'm good on my own.
I am good not being in a relationship.
I am not looking for a relationship right now, I am not looking for a guy to be how i want him to be.
I am just waiting. Waiting for the right guy to come along and blow my mind with everything he says and does. Waiting for the guy that will do things for me because he wants to not because I tell him what to do. I don't want a puppet I want the real thing.
I guess i have to wait a long time for this guy...
I'm done chasing .....i think I'm done....
I'm done.....
I lost the power to chase but earned the power to wait.
xoxo. Olive
I again realized that i don't have many friends. Last week my phone was stolen and with him i lost almost 300 phone numbers. Even though I have the same number, the current contact list shows 16/200 entries.
My ex wants to get back together, and start as if we are in a new relationship and forget the bad things that happened then. Except him. He said he will remember what he did wrong 6 months ago and not do them again. He said he still loves me. I talked with a good friend and he said that it's not worth it. And i don't need to get back in an old relationship, i need something new. Something that goes along with me, my needs and my crazy but awesome life. I know he's right. I ....I know he is a good guy after all, but i cannot trust him anymore. I cannot lie that i love him just to make him happy. I don't want to be in a relation out of pity.
I'm good on my own.
I am good not being in a relationship.
I am not looking for a relationship right now, I am not looking for a guy to be how i want him to be.
I am just waiting. Waiting for the right guy to come along and blow my mind with everything he says and does. Waiting for the guy that will do things for me because he wants to not because I tell him what to do. I don't want a puppet I want the real thing.
I guess i have to wait a long time for this guy...
I'm done chasing .....i think I'm done....
I'm done.....
I lost the power to chase but earned the power to wait.
xoxo. Olive
The Russian Sleep Experiment (short story)
Russian researchers in the late 1940s kept five people awake for
fifteen days using an experimental gas based stimulant. They were kept
in a sealed environment to carefully monitor their oxygen intake so the
gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in high concentrations. This
was before closed circuit cameras so they had only microphones and 5
inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the chamber to monitor
them. The chamber was stocked with books, cots to sleep on but no
bedding, running water and toilet, and enough dried food to last all
five for over a month.
The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.
Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.
After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself…
After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the length of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.
After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.
They announced: “We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom.”
To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”
Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.
The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in ‘life.’
The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject’s thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four ‘surviving’ test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.
The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.
Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep…
To everyone’s surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject’s teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.
In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word “MORE” over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.
The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake…
The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.
The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it shouldn’t be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.
When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple “Keep cutting.”
The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.
Only one response was given: “I must remain awake.”
All three subject’s restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military ‘benefactors’ for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.
In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone’s surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.
The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.
He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. “I won’t be locked in here with these things! Not with you!” he screamed at the man strapped to the table. “WHAT ARE YOU?” he demanded. “I must know!”
“Have you forgotten so easily?” The subject asked. “We are you.” “We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind.” “We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.”
The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject’s heart and fired.
The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out “so… nearly… free…”
**Note: i did not wrote this, although i wish i did.**
The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.
Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.
After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself…
After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the length of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.
After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.
They announced: “We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom.”
To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”
Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.
The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in ‘life.’
The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject’s thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four ‘surviving’ test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.
The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.
Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep…
To everyone’s surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject’s teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.
In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word “MORE” over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.
The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake…
The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.
The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it shouldn’t be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.
When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple “Keep cutting.”
The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.
Only one response was given: “I must remain awake.”
All three subject’s restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military ‘benefactors’ for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.
In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone’s surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.
The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.
He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. “I won’t be locked in here with these things! Not with you!” he screamed at the man strapped to the table. “WHAT ARE YOU?” he demanded. “I must know!”
“Have you forgotten so easily?” The subject asked. “We are you.” “We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind.” “We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.”
The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject’s heart and fired.
The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out “so… nearly… free…”
**Note: i did not wrote this, although i wish i did.**
Azi dimineata
M-am trezit foarte bine in caz ca va intrebati. Am gasit cafeaua cu lapte, perfect facuta, pe noptiera de langa pat. M-am chinuit putin sa stau treaza, sa-mi tin ochii deschisi dar nu prea am reusit din primele minute. Am stat apoi in pat cu ochii inchisi gandindu-ma intens ca trebuie sa ma ridic din pat. Dar de ce 'trebuie' ? De ce trebuia sa ma ridic din pat ? Puteam sa stau acolo sa ma bucur de o alta dimineata perfecta....Ceea ce am si facut pentru mai bine de 10 minute.
Dupa acest scurt timp, m-am hotarat sa ma ridic din pat si sa fumez o tigara pe balcon si sa beau din cafeaua care inca ma astepta.
La ora 8 oamenii de pe strada erau foarte activi si grabiti. Am vazut cum intr-un ritm mai lent un tip deschidea un magazin aflat pe trotuarul de vis-a-vis. Nu se grabea deloc. De ce s-ar fi grabit ? Oricum ar fi deschis magazin la un moment dat. In timp ce tipul scotea afara diverse cutii, pe banca din fata magazinului s-a asezat o tanti, cred ca avea undeva la 40 de ani, cu un brat plin de gladiole. Probabil se odihneste, mi-am zis.
Pe o alta banca, la cativa metri de doamna cu flori, erau 2 babe care discutau foarte aprins cu o alta care statea in picioare in fata celor doua. Mi-am dat seama dupa felul cum gesticulau si cum isi agitau mainile.
Am vazut chiar si un cuplu traversand. El o tinea de mana foarte aproape de el. 'Câtã grija are de ea' - am zis in gand. Probabil o iubeste foarte mult.
Mi-am mutat privirea mai sus si am vazut un batran care uda florile din ghivece. Are foarte multe. Cred ca are foarte mare grija de ele. La geamul de langa balconul cu ghivece, o batrana hranea porumbeii. Foarte multi porumbei. Apoi am realizat ca cei doi locuiesc in aceiasi casa, cand batrana s-a dus pe balcon si l-a imbratisat pe batran.
Cateva etaje mai sus, un tip isi bea cafeaua stand sprijinit de geamul de la bucatarie. M-a vazut. L-am vazut si eu. Am ridicat cana de cafea si am facut un semn din cap. Mi-a raspuns. A fost un sentiment foarte dragut. Am zambit si m-am intors inapoi in pat. Era mult prea devreme pentru a incepe ritualul de dimineata.
Am mai stat in pat ascultand una din piesele care ma obsedeaza de vreo 2 saptamani.
Relax mode ON.
Am mai stat ceva timp si apoi am zis ca ar fi bine totusi sa ajung si la munca. Sa nu ma dea disparuta.
Am facut dusul necesar dupa o noapte caniculara, Mi-am prins parul intr-un fel de coc pentru ca iar a refuzat sa stea locului. Am tras pantalonii si un tricou pe mine si am mers spre lift. In drum spre birou am ascultat radio. A fost mai simplu.
Inca o dimineata perfecta de notat in calendar.
PS: asta e piesa ->
Sper ca si voi ati avut o dimineata cel putin 50% perfecta.
xoxo.Olivia
Dupa acest scurt timp, m-am hotarat sa ma ridic din pat si sa fumez o tigara pe balcon si sa beau din cafeaua care inca ma astepta.
La ora 8 oamenii de pe strada erau foarte activi si grabiti. Am vazut cum intr-un ritm mai lent un tip deschidea un magazin aflat pe trotuarul de vis-a-vis. Nu se grabea deloc. De ce s-ar fi grabit ? Oricum ar fi deschis magazin la un moment dat. In timp ce tipul scotea afara diverse cutii, pe banca din fata magazinului s-a asezat o tanti, cred ca avea undeva la 40 de ani, cu un brat plin de gladiole. Probabil se odihneste, mi-am zis.
Pe o alta banca, la cativa metri de doamna cu flori, erau 2 babe care discutau foarte aprins cu o alta care statea in picioare in fata celor doua. Mi-am dat seama dupa felul cum gesticulau si cum isi agitau mainile.
Am vazut chiar si un cuplu traversand. El o tinea de mana foarte aproape de el. 'Câtã grija are de ea' - am zis in gand. Probabil o iubeste foarte mult.
Mi-am mutat privirea mai sus si am vazut un batran care uda florile din ghivece. Are foarte multe. Cred ca are foarte mare grija de ele. La geamul de langa balconul cu ghivece, o batrana hranea porumbeii. Foarte multi porumbei. Apoi am realizat ca cei doi locuiesc in aceiasi casa, cand batrana s-a dus pe balcon si l-a imbratisat pe batran.
Cateva etaje mai sus, un tip isi bea cafeaua stand sprijinit de geamul de la bucatarie. M-a vazut. L-am vazut si eu. Am ridicat cana de cafea si am facut un semn din cap. Mi-a raspuns. A fost un sentiment foarte dragut. Am zambit si m-am intors inapoi in pat. Era mult prea devreme pentru a incepe ritualul de dimineata.
Am mai stat in pat ascultand una din piesele care ma obsedeaza de vreo 2 saptamani.
Relax mode ON.
Am mai stat ceva timp si apoi am zis ca ar fi bine totusi sa ajung si la munca. Sa nu ma dea disparuta.
Am facut dusul necesar dupa o noapte caniculara, Mi-am prins parul intr-un fel de coc pentru ca iar a refuzat sa stea locului. Am tras pantalonii si un tricou pe mine si am mers spre lift. In drum spre birou am ascultat radio. A fost mai simplu.
Inca o dimineata perfecta de notat in calendar.
PS: asta e piesa ->
Sper ca si voi ati avut o dimineata cel putin 50% perfecta.
xoxo.Olivia
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