Moments II

Damn, in sfarsit mi’am revenit din depresie..ce pot sa spun, dupa un an si doua luni, m’am despartit de A. Si, de obicei, nu sunt sentimentalista and so on, dar mi’am dat seama ca relatia asta chiar m’a marcat, ba chiar mai mult decat despartirea.

In seara cand am implinit 18 ani, mi’a facut cel mai frumos cadou pe care l’am primit vreodata, pe langa faptul ca a reusit sa ma faca sa plang tampeste [repet, rar plang din cauza romantismului].

Ei, dar uite ca viata are cai intortocheate, si priveste’ma acum, dupa doua luni de la despartire, in apele mele, cu plamanii carbonizati deja, cu o oarecare stare aiurea [ajunsesem sa ma regasesc in cocaine, weed and nicotine,  for God Sake] pana cand Domnul l’a adus pe frate’miu acasa, care m’a facut sa inteleg prin propriile lui metode ca nu e bine ceea ce fac, si ca ar trebui sa o las dracului de depresie, pentru ca “baieti mai sunt”. Recunosc, sunt, dar nu toti sunt el.

Ba mai mult, devenisem dependenta de filmul “It’s all gone-Pete Tong”. [C'mon, everybody knows that movie, is absolutely moving] [DJ'ul care a surzit din cauza alcoolului si a cocainei, dar totodata a descoperit o modalitatea de a mixa in continuare surd, folosindu'se de vibratiile care le emiteau boxele] [If you didn't see it, you should watch it]. Ajunsesem sa constientizez ce inseamna sa pierzi totul pentru moment, la fel ca si tipul din film [el pierzandu'si auzul, element esential pentru un DJ], eu pierzandu’mi’l pe A. Dar, am reusit si eu sa ma redresez, la fel ca si el.

And now, what can I say..Frankie Wilde is my fucking hero. xD

Ce mai “invart” in timpul liber xD

Whoohoo! Mda, astazi am fost la bunici impreuna cu frate’miu ca sa taiem iepuri. Of course, babacii s’au izolat in casa pentru ca ei nu pot suporta sa vada cum facem rau unor animale, si totusi, ei ne roaga sa venim cand trebuie sa’i taiem. Eh, este o pasiune de’a mea de cand avea vreo 10-11 ani, de fapt, de cand m’a invatat taica’miu sa’i tai. Chestia asta mi’a adus aminte de copilarie, cand calaream un iepuroi cu arterele taiate pana cand il goleam de sange, si’mi inchipuiam ca sunt pe cine stie ce chestie zburatoare. Stiu ca suna un pic ciudat, dar niciodata nu mi’a fost scarba de sange and so on. E ceva perfect normal, doar nu cresti iepuri pentru ca sunt frumosi [dupa parerea mea, sunt niste animale urate, care mananca mult], ci ca sa’i tai. Si imi mai aduc aminte ca dupa ce eu si frate’miu terminam de taiat si de dat pielea jos de pe un iepure, veneam in casa plini de sange, urla bunica’mea: “Macelarilor..ia uite’i, mici si sangerosi.”. Dar de cand mi’am pierdut putin indemanarea, reusisem abia sa’i zgarii artera [da, trebuie sa stii putina anatomie de iepure ca sa stii sa tai unul, lol], si iepuroiul naibii mai avea putin si ma manca si el de vie. Ei, deci eu pur si simplu aproape ma tavaleam in iarba strangand iepurele de gat, poate, poate se potoleste. cat ii vede lumea de blanzi si de fricosi, va spun eu ca sunt niste jivine, haite nepotolite la timp. Yeah..

Inca ceva, am racit ca tuta in mijlocul verii. De ce? Azi-noapte, pe la 2-3: “Tu, nu te tine sa faci cu mine baie la pod..”. Si, ofc,m’am dus cu frate’miu sa fac baie intr’un fel de iaz foarte adanc, adica, nici macar mal nu are, te arunci in vreo 3 metri de apa direct, si iesi cand de duce curentul la mal. Ofc, eu am facut baie imbracata, pentru ca fratele meu a facut ‘glumita” si m’a impins in apa “dar nu asa de tare ca sa te tot duci, tu bleago!”. Anyway, it was fun pana cand a trebuit sa ies, si am inghetat pana acasa. In schimb, m’am trezit cu febra azi-dimineata..rectific, pe la vreo 2, in dupa-amiaza asta.

Anyway, in seara asta da o prietena ‘de baut’, chiar daca eu iau antibiotice si nu pot sa beau absolut nimic [shit]. Oricum, ideea e de party’ul in sine, u know, fun and so on. Si’mi surade ideea xD.

Strange meetings

Bai frate, mi’am dat seama ca sunt un magnet pentru barbati de peste 38 de ani. Si ma apuca o sila de aia barbara de mi se face greata numai cand vad ca oamenii intorc capul dupa mine ca sa vada ce treaba are babacu’ cu tipa aia. Deci oriunde ma duc, baruri, orase straine, in parc, cand cobor in pijamale pana la magazinul din coltul blocului sa iau paine si tigari, bagami’as, oriunde ma duc, exista un individ care sa traga de mine cu “hai la o cafea”, “nu te supara, esti libera astazi?”. Sincer, daca as fi barbat, asa avea in jur de 40 de ani, sotie, poate chiar copii, mi’ar fi jena..pe bune, mi’ar fi jena sa fac asa ceva. Si mai sunt unii care chiar daca tot bati apropo’uri gen: “Mai bine ar fi sa ramana la fel cum a inceput.”, tot insista libidinosii naibii, nu se lasa pana nu dai cu crucea peste ei si’ti bagi picioarele in ea de subtilitate. Degeaba am incercat eu cu frumosu’, pana nu’i bagi de unde au iesit, nu se simt ei impliniti, si chiar atunci mai au ceva de adaugat: “Of, tare mai esti salbatica..ne mai vedem oricum.”

In schimb, dupa intalnirea cu ciudatul ala, am intalnit cea mai interesanta persoana, Robert. Deci tipul e nebun cu acte, mi’a aratat buletinul, va jur. E foarte inteligent si are 28 de ani. Pur si simplu, eram la o terasa, si m’a intrebat daca e liber. Sincer, nu aveam chef de companie, dar l’am primit. Chiar nu’mi pasa daca ma credeti sau nu, eu stiu ca s’a uitat la mine si mi’a zis o multime de lucruri despre mine, cum ar fi calitatile, defectele, temerile mele, pur si simplu, m’a citit ca in palma. Si nu avea de unde sa ma cunoasca (oras strain, oricum), chiar am insistat si l’am pus sa jure ca nu ma cunoaste. Si atunci a facut o anumita chestie care pur si simplu m’a socat: m’a intrebat daca ii permit sa continue, si mi’a spus in continuare diferite lucruri pe care eu inca nu le constientizasem inca despre mine, dar el m’a ajutat sa le judec, sa le inteleg, si sa ma cunosc mai bine. Ei, pot sa jur ca in momentul ala, am ramas masca. Chiar am ramas uimita ce intelect avea omul ala, adica am vorbit cu un strain 5 ore, dar pur si simplu, nu puteam sa nu’l ascult.  Avea figura de psihopat, ochi mari si albastrii deschis, par negru si lung pana la umeri, era chiar un barbat frumos, si cand vorbea, ii se mareau ochii, pur si simplu, simteam ca stau cu Diavolul la masa [btw, a spus ca el este Lucifer, ma jur pentru a nu stiu cata oara, dar orice nebun are damblalele sale]. Mi’a povestit ceva interesant, chiar o chestie la care inca ma gandesc. Mi’a povestit ca el avea odata o iubita. Ma rog, printre primele nopti in care au facut sex, tipa s’a oprit, s’a uitat lung la el, i’a tras o palma, s’a imbracat si a dat sa plece: “Eu acum imi dau seama ca sunt o sclava a placerii tale”. Si chiar asa mi se parea si mie la inceput, pana cand mi’a explicat, ca, de fapt, e invers..barbatul face de obicei tot posibilul sa fie cu o anumita femeie, si foarte rar altfel..["numai daca dai de vreo nimfomana agresiva."]. Si o chestie care chiar m’a facut sa ma simt..strange in prezenta lui, a fost faptul ca mi’a povestit cand a facut sex in altar intr’o manastire de calugarite de langa Iasi. Ma rog, nu stiu daca sa’l cred sau nu, dar oricum, cine ar minti cu o chestie de genul asta despre sine, chiar nu e intreg la minte..si chiar cu o calugarita, frate..Ma rog, singura lui explicatie care mi’a dat despre faptul asta, a fost (ehem, citat): “Vreau sa vad degradarea femeii pana la ultimul stadiu.” Mi s’a parut destul de misogina faza, si l’am intrebat chiar daca e misogin: “Eu!? Misogin!? Pai daca as fi misogin, v’as omori pe toate!”

Whatever, este foarte ciudat sa intalnesti asa ceva, si chiar imi pare rau ca nu am nicio dovada..I mean, tuturor carora le’am povestit au fost gen: ‘Haide, bai..las’o dracului de treaba..’. Ma rog, o parte au fost mai interesati si au reactionat like: “Congrats’, u met the Antichrist.”

Mda.

Ploua. De fiecare data cand ploua, am un impuls de a reciti “Dama cu camelii” sau “Micile ironii ale vietii”, carti care nu sunt pe departe preferatele mele, dar totusi mi’au placut.
Da, acest post am vrut sa’l dedic total cartilor. Incepand..

Top 10

10. “Varstele lui Lulu”- carte erotica, in care se prezinta viata unei fete de 15 ani, care’si incepe viata sexuala cu un prieten al fratelui sau, Pablo. Desigur, nu am cum sa povestesc o carte intreaga, asa ca las publicul sa o citeasca pentru a o descoperi.

9. “Aventurile intime ale unei prostituate de lux bucurestene”- “Nu, nu sunt prostituată. Deşi mă culc cu mult mai mulţi bărbaţi decât o femeie obişnuită din Bucureşti, nu mă consider deloc o prostituată. Deşi, uneori, iau bani de la bărbaţi (oricum, nu de la toţi), nu sunt o curvă. Şi asta nu doar pentru că nu mi-am postat anunţ pe Internet, cu poză, tarif şi tot dichisul… De fapt, la început, nici nu acceptam bani, nici măcar cadouri. Primul meu amant nu mi-a oferit nimic. Nici al doilea. Am considerat că, explorând lumea sexului, nu mi-o trag pur şi simplu, ci mă educ”.

8. “O perfecta zi perfecta”- Este doar o privire cinic vesela asupra lumii de azi. O carte care are multa pofta de viata, desi descrie metode groaznice de sinucidere.

7. “Adevarata viata de gheisa”- Povestea unei femei care a fost cea mai buna gheisa din generatia sa..o poveste simpla, demna, induiosatoare despre aceasta dificila profesie.

6. “Recviem pentru un vis”- Este povestea supravietuirii a patru oameni dependenti de iluziile care le dau forta de a continua inca o zi, inainte de a se prabusi inevitabil in infernul din ei insisi.

5. “Imperiul Iadului”- O carte extrem de dura, care infatiseaza din perspectiva unui simplu soldat german cel de’al doilea razboi mondial.

4. “Povestea lui Lisey”- Mi se pare ca este una dintre cele mai reusite carti ale lui Stephen King, o poveste de dragoste profunda si totusi foarte dureroasa.

3. “Confesiunile unei masti”-  Anomalia din viata lui e ca nu regaseste idealul de frumusete in trupul femeii, ci in cel al barbatului si, in cele din urma, intr-un narcisism care il sperie. Iesirea din criza pare sa fie frumoasa Sonoko, pe care vrea s-o iubeasca pentru a-si dovedi normalitatea, dar nu e in stare. Nici razboiul nu-i da lui Kochan sansa sa devina ce-ar vrea: declara ca sufera de pneumonie si evita sa devina martir, precum Sfantul Sebastian. Mishima pare sa se intrebe daca, in spatele mastii sale, exista intr-adevar un sine. In fond, masca este el insusi. Identitatea lui e paradoxala: homosexualitatea nu e decat o heterosexualitate inversata, narcisismul e semnul urii de sine, dorinta de moarte e teama de sfarsit. „Sunt un complicat paradox inutil“, scrie Mishima. „Acest roman este dovada psihologica a faptului.

2. “N’o citi daca esti prost!”- Manifest pentru literatura adevarata, culegerea de povestiri a lui Tibor Fischer este o reusita a gen(i)ului parodic. Ireverentios si sarcastic, iconoclast si acid, Fischer creeaza personaje greu de uitat si le pune in situatii greu de conceput. Din Londra pe Coasta de Azur si dintr-o inchisoare din Brixton intr-o librarie germana, eroii lui compun o galerie bizara si vorbesc despre o lume in care smintirea pare fapt divers.

1. “Doamna Bovary”- Doamna Bovary, este povestea dramatica a Emmei, o fata ambitioasa, crescuta in legile bisericesti, care insa se casatoreste cu Charles, un tanar medic, muncitor, alaturi de care in ciuda intemeierii unei familii nu se simte implinita cu adevarat. Emma este femeia dornica de a accede spre fericirea ideala, pe care nu o gaseste alaturi de sotul ei, incercand sa o cunoasca alaturi de mai multi amanti, Leon si Rodolphe.
Este drama neimplinirii ca urmare a caracterului sau oscilativ.

Just awesome

Quizzez

Si cum ma cam plictisesc de vreo doua ore incoace, dupa ce am fumat doua tigari una dupa alta din cauza plictiselii [fac parte din categoria oamenilor care se sinucid cu pasi marunti de plictiseala] m’am gandit sa intru pe blogthings.com pentru niste quizzuri [sunt pur si simplu mirifice impotriva plictiselii] .

Asa ca m’am gandit sa destainui o parte din rezultatele finale ale testelor. Here they go:

Your Life is Unsatisfying

It seems like your life has hit a rough patch, and you’re really not enjoying things the way you should. There’s a good chance you are depressed, because little is making you happy these days. Consider seeking counseling or changing things up a bit. You need a new point of view. You need to connect more deeply with the world around you to feel truly satisfied in life.

How Satisfying Is Your Life?

You Are Somewhat Spiritual

You believe it is important to have a higher purpose in life, when you can find one. You are still searching somewhat. You don’t feel as connected to the world as you’d like. You may not feel like you have all the answers, but you believe questioning is important. You likely don’t follow any one religion. You are open to many beliefs and philosophies.

How Spiritual Are You?

You Are 84% Sociopath

You’re so manipulative, you could make Hannibal Lector your bitch. You feel superhuman – and you certainly lack human empathy.

Are You A Sociopath?

You’re Totally Sarcastic

You sarcastic? Never! You’re as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue – and you aren’t afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitude, then too bad. So sad.

How Sarcastic Are You?

Your Last Words:

“What we know is not much. What we don’t know is enormous.”

What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?

Your Deadly Sins

Lust: 80% Envy: 40% Gluttony: 40% Sloth: 40% Greed: 20% Pride: 20% Wrath: 20% Chance You’ll Go to Hell: 37% You’ll die of a yet to be discovered STD.

How Sinful Are You?

Virgo

Also known as The Virgin.

Traditional Virgo traits:

• modest and shy [not me]
• meticulous and reliable [yup]
• practical and diligent [yup]
• intelligent and analytical [i'm not modest]

On the Dark Side:

• fussy and a worrior [yeah]
• overcritcal and harsh [hell yeah]
• perfectionist and conservative [yup]

Virgo is the only zodiacal sign represented by a female. It is sometimes thought of as a potentially creative girl, delicately lovely; sometimes as a somewhat older woman, intelligent but rather pedantic and spinsterish. The latter impression is sometimes confirmed by the Virgoan preciseness, refinement, fastidious love of cleanliness, hygiene and good order, conventionality and aristocratic attitude of reserve. They are usually observant, shrewd, critically inclined, judicious, patient, practical supporters of the status quo, and tend toward conservatism in all departments of life. On the surface they are emotionally cold, and sometimes this goes deeper, for their habit of suppressing their natural kindness may in the end cause it to atrophy, with the result that they shrink from committing themselves to friendship, make few relationships, and those they do make they are careful to keep superficial.
But the outward lack of feeling may, in some individuals born under this sign, conceal too much emotion, to which they are afraid of giving way because they do not trust others, nor do they have confidence in themselves and their judgments. This is because they are conscious of certain shortcomings in themselves of worldliness, of practicality, of sophistication and of outgoingness. So they bring the art of self concealment to a high pitch, hiding their apprehensiveness about themselves and their often considerable sympathy with other people under a mantle of matter-of-factness and undemonstrative, quiet reserve. They are still waters that run deep. Yet in their unassuming, outwardly cheerful and agreeable fashion, they can be sensible, discreet, well spoken, wise and witty, with a good understanding of other people’s problems which they can tackle with a practicality not always evident in their own personal relationships.
Both sexes have considerable charm and dignity, which make some male Virgoans appear effeminate when they are not. In marriage they can be genuinely affectionate, making good spouses and parents, but their love making is a perfection of technique rather than the expression of desire, and they must be careful not to mate with a partner whose sex drive requires a passion they cannot match.
They are intellectually enquiring, methodical and logical, studious and teachable. They combine mental ingenuity with the ability to produce a clear analysis of the most complicated problems. They have an excellent eye for detail but they may be so meticulous that they neglect larger issues. Also, although they are realists, they may slow down projects by being too exact.
They are practical with their hands, good technicians and have genuine inventive talents, Thoroughness, hard work and conscientiousness are their hallmarks, and they are such perfectionists that, if things go wrong, they are easily discouraged. Because of their ability to see every angle of a many-sided question, they are unhappy with abstract theorizing. Appreciating the many different points of view as they do, they find philosophical concepts difficult, and they vacillate and have no confidence in any conclusions at which they arrive.
With these qualities, they are better as subordinates than leaders. Responsibility irks them and they often lack the breadth of strategic vision that a leader needs Virgoans are essentially tacticians, admirable in the attainment of limited objectives. Their self distrust is something they project on to other people and tends to make them exacting employers, though in the demands they make on those under them they temper this attitude with justice. They have potential abilities in the arts, sciences and languages. Language especially they use correctly, clearly, consciously and formally, as grammarians and etymologists rather than for literary interests, yet they are likely to have a good memory for apt quotations. Although they are well suited for careers in machine drawing, surveying and similar occupations, they are better fitted for a job in a library or office than a workshop.
Their minds are such that they need the stimulus of practical problems to be solved rather than the mere routine or working to set specifications that need no thought. They are careful with money and their interest in statistics makes them excellent bookkeepers and accountants. They also make good editors, physicists and analytical chemists. They may also find success as welfare workers, ministering to those less fortunate than themselves. They can be doctors, nurses, psychologists, teachers, confidential secretaries, technologists, inspectors, musicians, critics, public speakers and writers especially of reference works such as dictionaries and encyclopedias. Both sexes have a deep interest in history, a feature recognized by astrological authorities for at least two hundred years. If they go in for a business career their shrewdness and analytical ingenuity could tempt them into dishonesty, though they usually have enough moral sense to resist temptation. Female Virgoans may find a career in fashion, for they have a flair for dress, in which they can be trend setters. In any profession they choose the natives of this sign readily assimilate new ideas, but always with caution, conserving what they consider worth keeping from the past. They love country life but are unlikely to make good farmers, unless they can contrive to carry out their work without outraging their sense of hygiene and cleanliness.
Their faults, as is usual with all zodiacal types, are the extremes of their virtues. Fastidious reticence and modesty become old-maidishness and persnicketiness; balanced criticism becomes carping and nagging; and concern for detail becomes overspecialization. Virgoans are liable to indecision in wider issues and this can become chronic, turning molehills of minor difficulties into Himalayas of crisis. Their prudence can become guile and their carefulness, turned in on themselves, can produce worriers and hypochondriacs.

Likes:

• Health foods [no]
• Lists [yeah]
• Hygiene [yeah]
• Order [give orders, yeah]
• Wholesomeness [yeah]

Dislikes:

• hazards to health [who likes them?]
• anything sordid [depends]
• sloppy workers [who likes them?]
• squalor [yeah]
• being uncertain [depends]

Some famous Vigoreans:

• Michael Jackson
• O. Henry [scriitorul meu preferat de nuvele]
• Mickey Mouse
• Stephen King
• Louis XIV  ["Regele Soare"]
  

Girl, interrupted.

• “Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60’s. Or maybe I was just a girl… interrupted.”
• “What kind of sex isn’t casual?”
• “Razors pain you, rivers are damp, acid stains you, drugs cause cramps, guns aren’t lawful, nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live. “
• “Daisy: My father loves me.
  Lisa: I bet. With every inch of his manhood.”
• “You know all that stuff I write in my journal? I don’t know what I’m saying. They’re just…thoughts.”
• “Crazy isn’t about being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It’s you, or me, amplified…”

You should watch it. It’s awesome.

Audrey Kitching

Audrey Kitching

Este modelul meu preferat, pentru ca are un stil unic si o vedere originala si personalizata asupra stilurilor. De aceea i’am dedicat un post separat. Audrey Kitching was born in Philadelphia Pa. La. Ny, United States. She is a famous model and actress. She has made multiple appearances in shows like, “Good Things Utah” on May 22, 2008 and “Germany’s Next Topmodel” in the first episode aired in 2009.
Audrey has also appeared in the movie, “Forever Plaid”.

Parerile despre ea sunt impartite. Eu nu am dreptul sa critic pe nimeni, fiecare are dreptul sa spuna ce gandeste:

• “Model, Hairdresser and “Scenequeen”. Made e-famous as the now ex girlfriend of Travis Richter from First To Last as well as Brendon Urie of Panic! at the Disco. Born July 26, 1985 she is currently working on a new project called Trashy Life with friend Zui Suicide, one of the models for the Suicide girls group. Although it’s Zui’s career, they will have no nudity included, Trashy Life is for photoshoots, travel journals, and possibly television, as they have the shoot for their tv pilot episode coming up very soon.”
• “Audrey Kitching, a Thrashy Scene Queen, model and hairdresser & also really boring and pretty retarded. She has no originality & looks like every other person on Myspace but instead fucks boys is shit Emo and Scene bands and dyes her hair until her scalp bleeds. An idol for 13 years old girls who are HxC [aka hardcore] & have already lost their virginity & knows everything about her. They also tend to have a Myspace account. She is also known for getting flamed & getting other kids who don’t know about her flamed, on popular LiveJournal’s community. “
  
• “model/hairdresser/makeup artist/fashionista models for designs such as:New York Couture, Jared Gold, Skelanimals, Ed Hardy, Betsy Johnson. You may have seen her  on MTV’S TRUE LIFE.”
• “model with the same exact hoeish poses. she needs new ones.”

Sursa: urbandictionary. com

Meet up.

Si uite asa incep eu un nou blog, de care sper sa ma tin de acum incolo. Ca si multe alte lucruri pe care le’am inceput, nu le’am terminat. Sper ca de asta sa ma tin in continuare. Unii oameni isi fac un blog ca sa’si exprime sentimentele, gandurile, nevoile. Ei bine, eu am prieteni pentru asa ceva. Eu il fac doar pentru a’mi exprima preferintele, in cateva cuvinte, de a ma simti eu bine.

De aceea, nici macar nu imi dau numele adevarat, ci cateva nick-name’uri pe care le am de pe diferite RPG-uri pe care am postat de’a lungul catorva ani de rp-ing. Cele mai importante si cunoscute: Detty si Philly. Nu simt nevoia sa’mi spun numele adevarat, doar pentru ca nu contez in fata ochilor unei persoane care citeste aceste cuvinte, preferabil le citeste printre randuri. Nu de alta, dar obisnuiesc sa fiu a dracului de profunda. In al doilea rand, nu’mi spun nici varsta: chiar nu conteaza. Sa presupunem ca am 25 de ani. Sa presupunem ca am 15. Imagineaza’ma cum vrei. Preferabil, intr’un mod cat mai frumos.

Nu o sa dau nicio informatie gen CV despre mine, pentru ca nu are rost. Nu ma cunosti. Nici nu vrei sa ma cunosti. Pentru ce sa ma cunosti? Sa te invat sa fumezi, sa bei, sa faci marsavii cu baietii prin beciul blocului? Nu, nu vrei sa cunosti. Ma citesti ca pe o carte, o carte cu sentimente, care se exprima virtual.

De aceea, o sa’mi fac blogul sub forma unor prezentari de citate, poezii, imagini, site’uri and co., cu chestii care m’au facut sa’mi relaxez muschii fetei. Sau pur si simplu imi plac. De asemenea, am sa adaug cat mai multe articole cu diferite teme cu fiecare ocazie pe care o am. Peace!