"A thousand throats, a thousand lungs."

There's nothing I love more than cocktails except cocktails named after some of my favorite movies. Hello hangover, pleasure to meet you.

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The weather forecast for this March seems to be sunny with freezing temperatures just so it will confuse the hell out of me and make me become a foster home for common cold germs. I feel as nature is having a hell of a laugh as I sit under a mountain of blankets and drinking my weight in tea. My week of vacation has come and gone, and then another week of boring courses and two exams has come and gone and here we are. Pass me the paracetamol, please.

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But lets not forget the freakin' Academy Awards! You might have noticed that I am a bit of a movie freak so when I got the invitation from the nice people at Tabu to join their Oscar themed party I ran out the door as fast as I could! And then checked myself and just walked briskly because I was wearing really high heels and the ground was very frozen and just screamed broken bones! broken bones! at me.

The party was the most fun I've ever had. We found our little gang, commandeered an entire section of the cafe for ourselves (the one with the big tv and the delicious food, of course!) and then started the night long debates on who would win what.

And even though I felt that David Fincher was robbed by not getting the Best Director award (and don't even get me started on the fact that Chris Nolan wasn't even nominated, pffffff!) I will refrain from ranting on here because I don't want this post to end up 100 pages long.

But Jesus!Bale got his Oscar and was hilarious as usual, Jesse Eisenberg looked like he was gonna have a heart attack every time the camera was on him, James Franco dressed up like a very manly and very high woman and Cate Blanchett looked like the elf goddess that she is so in the end I could let go of my list of Things Anna Disapproves Of But Seriously Where Are My Nolan And Fincher Oscars Dammit and just enjoy the show.

(If you do have a death wish and want to hear me rant just call 1-800-CRAZYFANGIRL and sit back because I can talk about my love for Jesse E, David Fincher, Nolan movies, Bale's weird beard, Colin Firth's accent, Blanchett's dress and why I think How To Train Your Dragon was the best thing ever for hours and hours on end. First 60 minutes are free and then you will be charged in lattes and popsicles.)

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I am sick as dog right now and been living on a couch for three days, ingesting all sorts of medication and cursing the guy that invented the flu, so you get photos of me when I looked not-dead and happy and wasn't coughing up a lung.

The Boy and I, all dressed up and ready for the cocktails :)

Wearing: Mango dress & sparkly jacket, Guess bag & shoes (courtesy of solestruck.com), Accessorize tights.

Here you get a before photo of the cafe...

...and an After photo. At this point all high heeled shoes were toed off, all the food had been tasted and the cookies were being passed along from chair to chair.

The Inception cocktails (vodka and cranberry juice, yum!) were delicious and many were had that night.

I was being quiet for a moment, surprisingly. If this photo had been taken when Sorkin and Reznor got their awards you would have seen been making high pitched dolphin squeals and bouncing around.

Also, how funny is it that from now on the man who used to sign the most fucked up songs will from now on be referred to as an Academy Award Winner? The 15-year-old me is giving you an, albeit bewildered, standing ovation Trent ♥

Yes, they really were as good as they look.

Photos from: Tabu & Dada@AloModa

And yes, I did go from there to my uni courses and was a walking sleep deprived zombie (times zones, you are not cool!) but it was worth it.

Now, where's my hot tea and blanket?

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Songs of the Day:

Nine Inch Nails - Suck

Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross - In Motion

"Where'd you learn to shoot without restraint?"

You know you've been spending too much time inside when creepy statues appear in the city center and you don't even notice them until a month later. Need to start walking around more.

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This has been one interesting week. Started my oh-so-very interesting courses about tuberculosis and the only good thing I have to say about those is thank god the hospital is close to my house so at least I can walk there. So far all I've learned is that, and I quote, "TB is everywhere. You can get it from trains, planes and taxis and you will surely get at as you are med students doomed to prowl infested hospitals for the rest of your lives!!". Wow, thanks for that dear professor. It wasn't like I wasn't a big enough of a hypochondriac as it is.

I also finally finished my Radiology rounds and can I get a Hallelluja for that? Got to spend a whole day lurking around a hospital and sitting on the floor while getting pitiful looks from doctors. Surprisingly, still not my lowest point as that was that one time when I spent an afternoon sitting on the morgue floor and getting pitiful looks from passing doctors.

But I think it all turned out okay. Still can't read an X-Ray to save my life but the exam is over and done and I am officially on holiday for one blissful week.

My plans? Visit Cluj, sleep, eat, watch Hawaii Five-0 (of show, how can you be so damn ridiculous and amazing at the same time, how?! I blame the fact that your lead characters act like one very old married couple and I love them as they love each other ♥) and go through a long list of films. Yes, for me, this means living it up so judge away young grasshoppers, judge away.

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At least the mother was kind enough to buy me theater tickets. Saw one bad play (Tectonica Sentimentelor), one good play (Cui i-e frica de Virginia Woolf?) and one play that had me bawling my eyes out but in that "oh my god you are so amazing an perfect and here have my heart on a silver platter" kind of way (Ingropati-ma pe Dupa Plinta)

If you're in Bucharest and get to see just one play this year, make it this one. It will ruin any other play for you because it is the closest thing to perfection you will find on a stage but go. I promise you, you will not regret it!

Wearing: Mango coat, Zara tee, Furla bag, Musette shoes.

Bits and pieces from the night of the very bad play. At least we got some air.

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Theater nights were spent carrying around Radiology books and feeling guilty for going out when I was suppose to be studying but not really, because I'm a procrastinator like that.

Wearing: Mango dress, Zara embellished vest, vintage brooch worn as necklace, Alice & Sara headband.

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Song of the Day: 20-20s - Shoot Your Gun

"Hey little prince, you've lost control."

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Sometimes week days blend into each other and that's the perfect time to get oneself out of bed, put on some high heels and a little blush and head for the hills. Whereas by hills I mean the Absolutely Fabulous Fashion & Vintage Fair, of course. And I bet that browsing rows upon rows of beautifully crafted accessories and magazine-perfect clothes will lift even the grumpiest-grump's spirits.

Because, really, what else is a girl to do when even the wordy wide web is doing nothing but buzzing with boring things? Super Bowl, Superb Owl, whatever. Call me when Germany's football team is ready to be ogled at again ;)

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Some bits and pieces of importance.

Spiked headband that goes well with my new Trent Reznor soundtracked state of mind. Made by the talented Alice from Dulapul Bunicii.

Because The Mother usually gets it wrong when buying jewelry. But sometimes she just nails it perfectly and then I think my family is not as sartorially challenged as I think it is.

Ioana from Fashezine charmed us with her pretty hair bow and her amazing shoes. Did I mention she's also one of the sweetest girls I've ever met?

I think the debate should finally end and we should all agree that red is the best hair color. Not that I am biased or anything.

There was me with my silly excited smile, Anaivilo from WonderFashion who looked spectacular in leather pants and who is too sweet for words, Alice with one great outfit and so much talent to boot and the too phenomenal for words Ioana. I also spotted Ana from High Street Cardigansrunning around in the most lust-worthy boots and tights.

So yeah, I'm a tiny blogger fangirl. But can you really blame me?

♥

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Song of the Day: Robyn - RobotBoy

"Chemically calm."

Remember this giant ball of fluff. We met again this weekend. I greeted him with delight and pats, he greeted me with one tail wag and a nonchalant look.

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I feel like my brain is this bag of cotton-balls just bouncing around the place. I think it's okay to blame my insomnia and the legal amounts of coffee and Coke Zero I've been ingesting for the fact that I am feeling like one of those annoying zombies you see in movies. But not those really fast, energetic ones from Zombieland or Walking Dead. More like the squishy, dumbed down ones from Shaun of the Dead. Bah, humbug!

Not sleeping makes me anxious and I am feeling like I am nothing but pointy angles in what feels like a pillow-soft world. New hospital rounds at a new hospital, new exams, new teachers and no more Coke Zero in the house. So that is why I am going to curl up in bed and watch Adventureland and Gilmore Girls until I can finally sleep.

My blog is a regular house of fun and mental stimulation, innit?

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And to top it all off, the weather has been keeping us in a happy-go-lucky arctic shutdown. That is why I am enjoying any day with even a little bit of sun. I still end up freezing to the bone but at least I make some vitamin D. You loose some, you win some.

Any day of sun equals an opportunity to wear my incredibly fake douchebag sunglasses. I bought them in Turkey last year even if they hurt my eyes. But the man selling them was very pushy and he kept talking louder and louder in turkish and I got scared and just yelled "Okay, take the money just don't kill me with that hookah!"

I have succumbed to the jean dress craze. I can't help it, it's just so soft and comfy.

Wearing: Mango coat, Blanco dress, Zara silk shirt & belt, Accessorize tights, Musette boots.

Our love is totally awesome.

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Still growing an avocado. Still not sure if it's actually growing or playing dead for the rest of eternity. I will share my totally unhealthy drink with him if he shows any sign of life soon, I swear dear avocado!

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Song of the Day: Marina & The Diamonds - Are You Satisfied?

"Frostbite and heartsickness, ain't neither of them so bad"

It is imperrative I study this week. And of course that means I spend enormous amounts of time doing anything else. You know course work is boring when I prefer spending time with the god-forsaken character from Doctor Faustus. I am planning on doing in victory dance when the guy dies.

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How I became an expert procrastinator:

+ I watched 5 seasons of Gilmore Girls with the intensity of a sugar addict in a candy store

+ Made it my life goal to become an expert pencil-on-nose balancer

+ Watched all videos of Andrew Garfield and Jesse Eisenberg being adorable in their bromance without the b. I really, really loved The Social Network.

+ Do a lot of P90X yoga and balance all the relaxing "ohhhhmss" with even more relaxing swear words. Still can't feel any muscle in my upper body.

+ Shopping. Sales. Be still my beating heart.

+ Imagined the perfect spring holiday in Paris. Fingers crossed for me? I would love to spend my February roaming the streets of Paris and eating macaroons, yup.

+ Read any book by Oliver Sacks I could get my greedy, manicured hands on. Neurosurgery & good writing = ♥

+ Long rambling phonecalls with other procrastinating medical students. Bless our short attention span.

Okay, it's time to burn some neurons with books. Woop-woop?

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Lunch dates with The Boy at the office are a good way to escape the mind-numbing boredom of days spent doing gastroenterology rounds.

It was also the last time I got to wear my heels before the blizzard swept over the city. Snow is not fun once Christmas is over.

Wearing: Kotton dress, Zara Men sweater stolen from the boy, Zara belt, Musette booties.

You can't even tell I've been all buddy-buddy with insomnia all week, can you?

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At least the sales are still going on. Nothing like spending money on things you don't need to cheer a girl up.

Especially when one buys sandals and soft jackets when it's snowing like it's the end of the world outside.

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Song of the Day: Josh Ritter - Rattling Locks