It is very amusing for me to speak about myself. Frankly im really bored by this subject but, anyway, i will write it to excuse myself in writing the same on other sites at the same section..about me..which is, sincerely, totally inconclusive according to the sites not that here would be really conclusive such a description but i will try not to uncover too much because is not ladylike and anyway i dont see the point in doing.

So i was born in the generation of the decretees and i have the sensation that i am a past of the cathegory ''melancholy destroys romania'' ..yeah...

The childness

Well my dear..i really regret the childhood years because they did not imply any responsability from my part. When i realized that i have grown up i tried as much as possible to avoid the responsabilities that i had received. In a world like this i really dont find my real place.

As any other kid of my age i was going through primary school then the secondary school..of course, followed by the high school and later the phisics degree and some master degrees..not many..so i dont get tired of .

I remember so many foolish things i did in those childhood years. Now i'm just remembering that the first smoke i had happened in a corn field accompanied by my neighbour, when i was 9. We looked there for some big rocks that we then used in the corn field for sitting on them, because we couldnt get a good taste of cigarrette directly from the ground. Even if he was 3 years younger he managed to make me foul enough to smoke my first cigarrette...ust among us..then i didnt have such a sharp personality outgoing... And when i took the first smoke i thought i would set on fire the whole corn field. So this was the first experience i had smoking......and lately i quit doing that sport.......

Remember the baths and the running of the sheperds on the fields...then i had another hobbies not like now...now im a bit more plump....so i dont run after anyone..but for annoying the boys in the classroom...i was a real proffesional...and skipping the classes together with most of the classmates...especially during the maths classes it was a real pleasure..snoring and laughing during the music classes...frankly im really sorry about the poor teacher....a wonderful man whom did not deserve that, a rare person...about the hard time we gave then to miss head teacher...she was a good and extraordinary person as well....that one can rarely meet....i remember the jokes about Ceausescu (the dictator before 1989 here), the movies we hide to see....as we call it here''cable tv''...he he alot of beautiful things despite the fact i lived in a generation who did not have the best of times for us and our parents who were afraid or avoiding some taboo subjects and more others.

Youth

Because this is the period of time not particulary most beautiful from my life..i will skip it..nothing special happened in this ammount of time..only that i started to grow up and i didnt like it at all.

My mom yells at me to go to the kitchen sometimes because maybe soon i will marry and i will not be able to cook to my husband...huh...shit!

My dad was howling to me to keep learning so i can be someone in m life...or did i want to be just another stupid...he wanted me to be an intellectual and it was not a bad think he headed me through that...i think i owe to him the personality i have now.

And this is the way i waved all this period of time between choosing what i have to be...a smart girl...not that im not a''great cook''....i skipped this section...truely

So..its not easy to draw any conclusions..not too bright i am..and neither too much of a housewive..im an ecological disaster upon this earth.

I followed the courses of an university outside my own town,in Iasi. The four years spent there soothed the sour feeling upon my lost childhood who went away too quick..I have many memories from there,especially from the years 2 and 4 which i spent in the tudor campsite. Those years got to the top of fun fun fun! I still dont know how i mixed the learning and fun acting.....ohh.....im such a modest person... Yes i liked a lot this part of my life even if i had so many responsabilities towads my mom and dad who took care about me during my university years without working or anything. I mean not looking for additional working places during this time.they let me do what i thought it was right....great period......but difficult as well and this because im a kind of hard headed...no otherwise..but really beautiful.

Maturity

This is the period most difficult of my life,.,and this because i live it eveyday and is really nasty . So many responsabilities that i just wish to bury my head and run as an ostrich .... but where?......

So this is how after finishing the university i remained desoriented ,unemployed,without a boyfriend and without many other things.....of course that meanwhile i worked and now i have a job also....But im never completely happy or pleased of what u chose to be in life and this because anyone whats to be somewhere up in the top and having money as well....this is a modern time problem.... Irecognize that one of my hobbies is not that of being a married woman with children...but the one of having a house,a car and other earthly little things....

Dont think i would ever regret i am not married till this age because i dont know who i would bumped in so that i can only see my life going on as it is.....boring or not...

About the loved person i wish to say only this............

What is easy is to hide so no one can see what is it in ur soul.....u try to forget.....to hope....How easy is to hide urself in something that can possibly destroy u and all who breathe arround u could not see...How easy is not to tell a word...and how easy is to pretend ur ok. All are near u and understand u, they understand the part of u that can be seen and not the other one that u hide and u want to destroy. All can seem perfect but u cover urself with ur own mask, u hide in ur own dream in a dim reality from that later u will wake uo more devastated with every sleepless night from which u dont remember anything else than the pain which is always the same u realize that u become what u have never wanted to...Is sad...and u would need to breathe air, u need silence and a bit of light in ur soul but this u cant have unless having near u the right person that could offer u all these without making too much effort. There r things that time cannot make right,wounds so deep carved in ur sould that cant be fixed!then and here...looking forward means to get again from ur own ash...only to re-light the fire.............because where u r..the whole world is...........And when u will leave me u think tha,maybe, u will regret that u said farewell to me today and u will look for me thinking that i still wait for u.... u will desperately look for me, to find my love but when u will finally find me u'll realize that what u lookd for is dead forever.

And because ur time is priceless....im forced to conclude here....for any details...go to contact.