Le petit mouton

It's good to be back

Dragii mei,
Voi incepe prin a-mi cere iertare ca v-am amagit vreo saptamana cu niste versuri de la un cantec plangacios, chiar daca se potriveau cu starea mea de spirit. Sa-mi fie rusine ca am avut impresia ca sunteti cheap readers si ca va multumiti cu putin.
The thing is i had to take this exam. But now it's all finished, and i'm back, fully recharged, with new perspectives on life. Ptiu, i should be tired writing in English, for a few weeks i've written and spoken and read only in English. So i'll return to my geto-dacian roots.
Asa...ca sa dau acest minunat examen am calatorit in minunata metropola Iasi, de unde mi-a venit o minunata inspiratiune si am creat prima mea poezie naturalista( ceva gen Iona, ca imi sfartec stomacul). Dintre toate satele unde se tinea examenul, a trebuit sa-mi aleg tocmai Iasiul. Probabil daca as face un test cat esti de provincial(a), mi-ar iesi suta la suta. Dar sa nu credeti ca am ceva cu orasul, ba chiar imi place, cu taximetristi cu tot( peculiar, i tell you).
Ups :- partea veche a orasului
- oamenii frumosi
-reducerile
-ca din zece in zece metri se gasesc librarii
- ca oamenii vorbesc tare pe strada si aud franturi din conversatie
Downs- ca la anticariat cartile sunt scumpe
-ca nu poti sa mananci o acadica in liniste ( de aia ca la balci) ca se iau oamenii de tine
- ca vanzatoarele din mall se cred academice
In rest....aaaa, da...I eye-witnessed the perfect kiss. I was in the tram, the sunset was just perfect, and there they are, beautiful...and he springs towards her...ah...it was just perfect...stop me or else i'll put some stupid lyrics next time as well......:(((
Ah well, i'm back home and there's been some drama in my family. More details tomorrow. It's a promise.