Cold weather + hot tea+ Andreea =

Shinny happy people dancing..

When my mood isn't in one of its best days I cheer myself up by having happy thoughts. One of the things that always make me smile is seeing other people smiling and laughing  or having a good time. This is what i found browsing my photo archive:

Fooled me once shame on you, fooled me twice shame on me

My first encounter with the beggars from Bucharest was in my first year of college.  Having in mind that I'm a quite sensitive and empathic person,I was overwhelmed by their way of dressing, their problems, their songs and everything else.

Then I saw Filantropica. My beggar sensitivity level  dropped a little bit. Afterwards I met all the punks who were asking me for money to buy beer and other stuff. Some of them were actually better dressed than me. Some of them even had things more expensive than my whole month ratio. Then one day as i was waiting for a friend in front of the National Theater this really elegant woman  comes toward me and asks me for money. That was the last drop and for some reason she didn't quite like my reaction.

But time passed and so all my negative feelings. So one day I decided to help this old woman sitting in front of my house. She was constantly beaten by her husband or whatever that guy was. I bought a bag of food and I gave it to her. She took it, looked inside asked me "What, no money?" and she threw it away.  That was another last drop.


Buuut, time passed again and near my current home live a looot of beggars(I don't know why, maybe because of the crisis but i never so so many people asking for money in my entire life). I never did anything until today. I think i developed this self-defense mechanism that helps me ignore them. Anyway, near the Mega Image shop close to my house there is this man who always wines. He has this high pitched almost annoying voice and he is always saying he's hungry. Today I passed near him again, went inside the shop and bought him food. When I gave him the bag, he grabbed it from my hands, didn't say thank you or anything, instead he began to ask for money for his treatment.

So don't you just hate it? Don't you just want to scream at them? I mean, for Pete's sake, at least say thank you. You say you're hungry, I give you food, yes, I know it's only today, but I have no job, so you could at least appreciate it.

This time I'm done for good.

Small photo project

Hey there! 

I posted this small photo project on the JPG site. If you like it and want to help please vote for it :) 

J.K. Rowling on Failure And Imagination

Long before her success, J. K. Rowling was a single mother living near poverty. After publishing the books that brought her celebrity and introduced us to the magic world of wizards, she decided to share the story of her life. This is her Harvard's 2008 commencement speech, a lovely yet hard story about failure and imagination, two of the key words that described her journey so far.


J.K. Rowling Speaks at Harvard Commencement from Harvard Magazine on Vimeo.

Old habits die hard

When I was younger I used to have a lot of pen palls. I remember looking everyday in the mail box, touching its bottom with the tips of my fingers, getting sad when I could only feel the dust and feel the excitement when I discovered the small envelopes addressed to me.

The email and social networks make writing a letter so much harder today, not because the act of doing it causes problems, but because you can say anything you want a lot faster.

However, I still enjoy writing, and the feeling I have when I see his letters in the mail box is simply priceless.

Second trip to Spain

So, unfortunately, I'm back from my trip to Spain. As always, time flies so fast when you're in such a lovely place. And speaking of flying, I simple adore traveling by plane. Every time I feel like I'm in some kind of psychedelic dream with butterflies playing in my stomach and goose bumps on my skin.

I found Valencia full of happy faces and warm, bohemian buildings

drank a lot of delicious coffees (cortado in Spanish) 

saw the world from a different point of view..

discovered a detective dog.. 

and had a small talk with some old friends in Mojacar 

And I fell deeply and terribly in love with Granada. Hopefully next time i'll spend more than 2 days there. :)