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Ma pierd in statia de metrou de la Piata Romana. Vreau sa ies la coloane si cumva nimeresc in partea cealalta. Vreau sa ies la KFC si ies la coloane. In aceasta statie nu pot pur si simplu sa ma indrept hotarata, cu pas apasat, spre una din iesiri. Trebuie sa ma opresc in mijlocul pasajului, sa fac niste calcule, si apoi, timid, sa aleg o directie. Si tot timid sa vad daca de data asta am fost norocoasa si am iesit unde trebuie. 

Cu iesirile de la Unirii nu am nici o problema.

Am un prieten care se casatoreste pe 16 mai. Toate bune si frumoase dar pe 16 mai e concert Depeche Mode. Si io cu ce ma imbrac? Pun pe mine o rochie de seara si apoi ma duc la concert sa fac nota discordanta vestimentara in public? Sau ma duc la nunta imbracata in blugi si-n tricou, cum s-a intamplat la alta nunta*? Cumva imi vine in minte reclama aia stupida de la winterfresh cu nuntasii si cu bikeritele: "apropiere fara limite". Sugestii? Ca am inceput sa ma gandesc la combinatii ciudate gen rochie de seara + bocanci + tatuaje false facute cu creionu dermatograf. Poate ca o sa lansez un nou curent.

 

 

* Intr-o dupa amiaza calduroasa, in care subsemnata a iesit victorioasa de la doua examene, a fost anuntata de catre mama ca trebuie sa reprezinte familia la o nunta. Observatia pertinenta legata de potrivirea imbracamintii mele – blugi si tricou cu vechime in munca – cu evenimentul la care urma sa reprezint o familie intreaga (!) nu a avut nici un efect in fata reginei mama, care a ramas neclinitita in hotararea ei. Palaria de plaja mai imi lipsea.

Do you know what, fuck’em all frankly. I mean, really, come on, I work
my bloody ass off since I was seventeen years old. This means so much
to me, I can’t tell you, and the number of times I’ve been there and
lost… It’s horrible to lose, it really is. You know, you get used to
it, because we are all grown-ups, but, you know… I won two awards,
Jesus, that’s never happened, I don’t think. It was unbelievable, I
went to the Golden Globes thinking that, with so many amazing
performances, I’d be lucky to win one of these… And to get two, I
mean, you are not supposed to get two! I was genuinely overwhelmed…
You know, Leo DiCaprio, he’s absolutely one of my best friends and
we’ve been through with so much together and to have the opportunity to
say something about him and something about Sam, fuck yeah, I can say
what the hell I like, frankly. And in terms of "all the way she’s
changed" and blah blah blah, quite honestly, I don’t really know what
they’re talking about, because if I have changed that’s got to do with
age and nothing else. I think, really, they must be gelous or they
don’t have anything better to do. But I think that the fact that all
this negativity comes from my own country, that’s just really sick. We
don’t really want to be judged by our own, it would be really nice if
they could celebrate the success of their own countrymen, in the way
the Americans do. They could pat you on the back and say ‘Great work!’
We work hard, it’s not easy. I love it, but my God, it’s not easy!

 

Sursa: aici

 

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