Monday, 18 July 2011

"The thunder of the drums dictates the rhythm of the falls"

Fangirls of a Feather
Very close to turning these into breakfast, lunch and dinner throughout all of summer. And a side order of cupcakes just for the hell of it.

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Summer vacation. No, no, wait, I need to hear that again. Summer. Vacation. Yup, that's the sound of a choir of angels singing and dancing in circles around my head. After what's been a too long of a school year, summer is here and I am ready to enjoy it to the max.

Which means I give myself a couple of weeks before I'm bored out of my skull and trolling Medscape.com or begging doctors to please, oh please let me lurk around hospital corridors and shadow them like the clingy little creature that I am.

But so far everything is all double rainbows all the way. I've been sleeping like a sloth, finally tackled my To Read bookcase and marathoning tv shows and movies while eating abnormal amounts of junkfood. If there's a Heaven, this is it. (Us med students are too easy to please.)
I also marathoned Harry Potter and I am getting so excited about Deathly Hallows Pt 2. If I had a wizarding hat and a wand I would be wearing those all day while bouncing up and down going oh boy, oh boy, oh boy but I am trying to act all mature. Mature-ish. That's it, until I get to the cinema, then it is buh-bye to maturity cause I've been waiting for this moment even since I were a kid. Woop woop!

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One amazing part of having all this free time all of the sudden: I get to meet up with amazing people. And I do mean the sweet and funny Alice. We met up twice and the first time we spent a ridiculous amount of hours talking about our love for Supernatural, Matt Bomer in suits, british tv shows and, really, just tv shows in general.

Don't you just love it when you can just click with someone? :-)

Fangirls of a Feather

Improvised photoshoots in the middle of one of the busiest city squares are always much more fun when it's all for blogger bonding, don't you think?

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Wearing: Zara blazer and pants, H&M bow tee, Nine West heels, Musette bag.


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And I'm taking this opportunity to thank Alice for letting me tag along to the way too enjoyable for words Starbucks coffee date with her, Denisa, Anca, Stella and Mina who is currently back in Romania for her own summer break.
I can't even describe how wonderful it was to be sitting at the same table with all those lovely, witty and extremely chic ladies ♥

Starbucks & Blogging

I am such a fangirl, I know. This was me trying to surreptitiously take photos of Mina and Denisa.

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Denisa, Stella and Anca looking fabulous.

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Starbucks & Blogging

It was so hot that day that even my short and backless dress made it insufferable to stay out in the sun. Apparently Romania's seasons are Gloomy & Rainy and Scortching & Sunny, with a few moments of Normal stuck in between.

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Alice and Stella.

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Anca and yours truly.

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Alice always has the best accessories, hands down.

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But of course it can't be a blogger meet up without a shoe fest so awesome it will have a fashionista drop dead from too much awesome.

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Thank you Alice for this wonderful photo ♥

Wearing: Zara dress & heels, vintage bracelet.

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Starbucks & Blogging

My summer vacation is turning out to be better than I expected.

(I do miss my scrubs though. Just a little. The iced lattes and good books will have to fill that hole, I think.)

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Song of the Day: Woodkid - Iron

Thursday, 23 June 2011

"If they don't put me away it'll be a miracle"

Cherry Trees Mean Summer
Reason #256 why I want to have a house with a garden: watching trees blossom and then give delicious fruit perfect for plucking off trees and popping in the cocktails I drink while lazying in the grass. Thank the gods I crash at The Boy's house so often that I can sit in his garden whenever I want.

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So Cardiology rotation has been an overwhelming mixture of fascinating, intimidating and scary. But the exam was okay, I still like it and all the motivation that I had all year has been drained out of me after all those sleepless nights. Oncology rotation passed by in a blur - fascinating but I don't ever think I could ever do this - and the Orthopedic rotation is proving to be the peak of my laziness.

I can't believe it's the school year and June and I'm not begging for death. In the past four years I've been so used to having exams all through July, to staying indoors and developing a bald spot from the place where I hit my head with the books I should be reading, to living off coffee and sugar, that this clinical year has knocked me over a bit.

Don't get me wrong, I love doing a rotation and then having an exam, and then rinsing it all out and pressing repeat but with a different specialty, but this means that 2 month long exam sessions are a thing of the past. And I am actually walking outside, in the sun, with people, in June.

It's like throwing a very antisocial bat out into the daylight. So excuse my flapping around, all flabbergasted, and asking stupid questions like "You mean I can sleep? I can go to movies? I can read books? Like, literature books that don't have the world dilated cardiomyopathy in them?" and than glaring at you suspiciously when the answer is a resounding Yes!

Medical school, ruining a person's abilities to interact socially since the first people figured out how to splint a leg using two twigs, a palm tree leaf and some spit.

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So, all that free time.

I have been using it to read, to watch too much E.R. for my own good and to sleep like the dead during the day and stay up late on Tumblr 'till my fingers hurt.

Saw Thor (might have joined the chorus of girls wolf whistling when he walked on screen with nothing but a pair of jeans on), and X-Men: First Class (I don't care what people say, that was a McAvoy/Fassbender love fest!) and Pirates of the Caribbean 3 (Johnny Depp, saving movies he's in since he was born). Consequently, have gotten a bit rounder from all the popcorn :))

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Matasari

Also spent an hour on Sunday at the Femei pe Matasari urban festival. Managed to get a charming crabby red tan on my knees, of all places, and spent all my time either at the Decat o Revista stand or playing with the cute animals who were there to get adopted.

Almost grabbed a kitty and ran with it, mumbling Mine Mine Mine Mine!! Unfortunately for them, I want an English bulldog or an Egyptian hairless cat and The Boy wants an Alaskan malamute, but I lack a garden and we both lack time. Sigh. But I would have so kidnapped that puppy if I knew I could take care of it. Just look at that face.

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I don't drink Coke. But. When they make the bottles look so very oldschool and pretty and make me think thoughts like "Oh boy, they're gonna make for some wicked vases for flowers or candle holders!" you know I will suddenly want to drink Coke and own the entire collection.

I'm a whore for packaging. I'm sure Coca Cola is making millions just from people like me.

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Evenings sitting on the balcony, drinking wine or whiskey, and reading really great books. It has never felt like summer, like calm and pleasure, as it does in those moments.

It's in the Details

The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, really amazing book. Now I really can't wait to see what David Fincher does with it.

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The Boy's outfit looked especially poised and cool that day.

It's in the Details

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Cherry Trees Mean Summer

Okay, I admit it, I did not drink it all. I just made everyone else drink the hyperglycemia bomb and I stole the bottles.

Cherry Trees Mean Summer


Cherry Trees Mean Summer

I can only pretend I am a natural redhead in the first week after visiting my hairdresser. After that, the brunette comes out and the jinx is up, alas!

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Cherry Trees Mean Summer

Fresh fruit make the days brighter and better.

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Wearing: Hugo Boss top, Zara skirt, Adesgo tights, Nine West heels.

Cherry Trees Mean Summer

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Song of the Day: Brand New - Jesus

Monday, 16 May 2011

"I was born a charming man with silver tongue."

Birthday Weekend
What? Even stuffed sheep enjoy a little bit of sun from time to time.

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This weekend was like the first shot of tequila after a day when you missed your bus, got honked at by the garbage guys but ignored by the cute nerd at the coffee shop after you accidentally poured said coffee on your new white shirt and then spent a day at the job banging your head on your laptop which, by the way, stopped working as soon as you walked in. And like, free tequila. Because the bartender feels pity for you but still, yeah, free tequila!

Because this weekend was my birthday. Even though I realized twenty-three is much closer to twenty-five than to twenty, I decided to take my mom's advice ("You are disgustingly young so shut up, suck it up and eat your damn cake!") and enjoy what was the best weekend ever :D

It was a weekend with sushi, good drinks, a lot of hugs from my too awesome for words friends and rubber duckies :-) It was just the thing I needed during these mean and daunting times of trying to translate my cardiology books into a language I can understand. Thank god for friends ♥

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I decided to hold on to the tradition and turn Sunday in a day of staring at the ceiling, sitting in the sun and panicking just inside my head and not taking it to the level of actually curling up on the floor in a fetal position and sobbing. That's only reserved for Mondays to Fridays.

Birthday Weekend
And photoshoots in my birthday outfit!

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And I did not fall flat on my face once. Take that gravity, ha!

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This is Vasilica. I love sheep, they're stupid and fluffy and completely adorable and I collect all sorts of sheep toys so she was the gift bearer of the night :)

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We bonded.

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Of course a day in the sun cannot be complete without my sparkly, bug-eye, diva sunglasses that even Bowie would be jealous of.

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Wearing: Zara dress & shoes, Mango sunglasses, unknown brand tights.

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Birthday Weekend

And the piece de resistance, my ultimate birthday presents was this MacBook Air. Right now, this tiny little laptop is traveling over seven sees and seven mountains and seven blah-blahs to arrive at my door and be loved forever and a day. And you know what this means? I will be playing World of Warcraft all summer, booyah!!

So many thanks to my mom, Alex, Andy, Maria, Ioana, Irina, Florin, Roxu, Tudor, Florina, Anna and Cristi for the incredible work they did in plotting this. Yeah, yeah, all my friends rock, I know.

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And when I though my birthday was over, I was surprised with this absolutely perfect necklace from Hilkee and Flo who rock more than 99.9% of the world's population, and that's including The Rolling Stones ♥

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Birthday Ducky
The last thanks go to the bartender at Saturday night's club for the rubber duckies. My Cosmo tasted surprisingly better all night.

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Song of the Day: Astronautalis - The Wondersmith and His Sons