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30 december.. oh, hard night spent with one of my friends in  a so-called rock bar named “Revenge”, somewhere near the new *punk* (Ha- HAA) bar “Suburbia”, to be read “Subărbia” *rising eyebrow*. I said so-called because I`m not sure that Florin Chilian or 50 cent(s) are punk. Anyway.. crazy night as I said, or better said tequilla night. The only girl in a group of 5, so I`m a feminist - I must drink as they do.. (to be considered a joke) and.. so I did. I drank few shots of tequilla and 2.. or 3 beers and it was enough to drink 5 litres of water in the next 12 hours..just great. Not to mention that the next day I hit the road to Constangales:) to spent this year`s end and next`s beggining at the seaside.

We had some wonderful days in Eforie Nord, thanks to our friends E. and D. who were the most kind and carring hosts First days were sunny and we could enjoy the long beach promenades. The last day was *snowy* and we had to endure a very cold and sharp wind, though the temperatures weren`t very low. But, finally got home where`s warm and safe. Watching movies all day long and trying to put some logic in my thoughts.. One week till I start those bloody exams and of course.. I don`t even have what I need to start studying… maybe tomorrow.. New obsession:

Sometimes I see this little boy sobbing with narrow eyes.
He knows that stones will hurt but anyway, he`s fixed on the other side.
The older ones were busy to get ready to fight the other gang.
Their cheers suddenly filled the air and a stone left my hand.
Running down the hill that was a thrill the clash of both sides.
All the fighting boys all the noise and no place to hide
Do you remember the times when we were young
Ten and a half our lives had just begun,
Strolling down the backstreets, football in the rain,
I would give anything to do this again…
Well I remember my first kiss, a dark room and a stolen lipstick,
One first little touch of love altough it dissapeared so quick,
First beer, first cigarettes in the yard of the old man in the wheelchair who lived there all alone.
Playing hide-and-seek every single week we had time and we were free.
Never had no sorrow for tomorrow no worries for you and me.
Do you remember the times when we were young
Ten and a half our lives had just begun,
Strolling down the backstreets, football in the rain,
I would give anything to do this again…
Reading kinky magazines that D. stole from his dad,
Staring at real women, fully naked, widely spread.
[4 Promille - Ten and a Half]
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and Cristina was so nice to dedicate this song to me

Uhh, that was cute, honey

Best wishes to everyone, enjoy the time left…