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


I needed something to put a small gift in so I bought a white cardboard box and decorated it with coloured wrapping paper. I think it worked out pretty well. It was unexpectedly calming to make something with my own hands.

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


“…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


Each year the end of summer feels like dying; as if it’s the end of everything resembling life.

Friday, September 14, 2012

In a nutshell

There’s a limit to what one can take and I crossed that line a couple of days ago.

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.

Wednesday, September 05, 2012


That dazzling woman has a voice that can tear down walls. And she just brightened my day scaring the shadows off with this song-not an easy trick to pull.