Sunday, September 30, 2012
This is the corniest video I’ve ever seen and that’s
really a shame because it is a bloody good song. I couldn’t care less about the
visual presentation of a truly talented music piece but much to my regret those
who do outnumber and it’s the majority that sets the rules. How unfortunate
indeed. VAC deserves far more credit than the crumbs he gets.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Sparks and bubbles
The wedding was nothing like imagined. Well, maybe it was in a
way-only that such a wedding I’ve seen only in the movies and never for real.
Classical music at the reception, sips of good champagne, subtle talks,
beautiful dresses and fancy hair-dos, very good choice of music and a couple
that seemed to be so much in love that it would’ve made everything else insignificant
anyway. The day was sunny, the air was carefree and it would’ve been absolutely
perfect if my mother’s longing to see me someday like this-in a white dress,
saying the magical words “I do”, wasn’t so transparent.
Sorry, mom.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
"happy, happy!"
This Saturday I have to go to my niece’s wedding. If only
there was a way to skip it but I’m afraid that any excuse less serious than a
broken leg would not be accepted. I haven’t seen the girl since she was…well, a
girl. I hope when I see her tomorrow she will be already in her white dress
because else I might not recognize her. It gives me the chills when I think
about all the fuss, known and mostly unknown relatives, ridiculous rituals, shaking
hands with people whom I’m supposed to know by face and name but I don’t, fake
laughter, bad music, even worse fashion decisions and last but unfortunately not
least-the Questions. “How have you been?”, “What do you do for a living?”, “Are
you married?”, “Do you have children?”, “What have you done with your life so
far?”, “And how come you’re not married yet!?” EW! Even in their formal
curiosity people can be really obnoxious. And I know my mother will nag at me for
hours about wearing pants and sneakers instead of a dress and high heels. I
will only have to endure it for just half a day but it will seem endless which I
can not guarantee for my patience.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
nothing
“…and nothing works
just living hurts.”
Yesterday was my name day. It’s funny that my name
means “faith”; rather ironic actually. Throughout the whole day there were words
of wishes flying in my direction-they only reminded me of the silence around me
the rest of the time. True, I want all or nothing. Anything in between feels
false.
It’s getting colder inside.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Sinking
Each year the end of summer feels like dying; as if it’s
the end of everything resembling life.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Friday, September 07, 2012
In the mood for purr
One of my closest friends went on a short vacation and
she asked if she could leave her cat Bridget in my care while she’s away. Sure,
I said. My friend sees that as a favour but to me it’s a privilege. And here we
are-Bridget and I, sharing an apartment for a second day now. My friend warned
me that Bridget’s not the cuddling type. “It’s nothing personal; it’s in her
breed.” Indeed, she doesn’t like to me touched much and I respect her privacy (as
much as my hands itch to hold her and pet her I stop myself short from doing
so-it isn’t easy ‘cause she’s so cute). But, funny thing, although she denies a
caress she seeks it-she comes to me pushing my hand with her head and
apparently enjoys the touch of my fingers tickling her behind the ears. She doesn’t
like to be photographed either-the moment I try to take a picture of her she
gives me an accusatory look and with the grace of a royalty she turns her back
to me. Duh! She gets really affectionate at around 5 AM but that’s OK-a kiss
from a cat is a lovely way to wake up. Ah, it’s so great to have a pet around.