You know your life has begun when you have something to go to therapy for. Welcome to just another trivial story of another twenty, ahem, nearly thirtysomething.

Sunday, December 15, 2002

A FURAT TELEFONUL MEU
So I will make a general announcement...My phone was stolen on Friday. It sucks, but life goes on. I put a curse on it though. And I called it several times and left some nasty messages. If that is the worst that happens to me than life will be sweet.
I am in Brasov at the moment. I went for the weekend to my friend Leslie's and now I must wait for the bus home again. She lives in a Hungaarian speaking town in the heart of Transilvania and it's a trip to be immersed in Hungarian. That as to be one of the hardest languages to learn in eastern europe. words combine together to make sentences so basically you will see an entire line of text, mostly consonants that has no spaces, no commas and means something as simple as "Yes, I will go." I am glad I didn't have to learn Hungarian.
I decided though, that i am going to move in with a host family after break. At least I have decided to move. I feel too alone in the apartment by myself and living alone is definitly not improving my language skills. Only living with a family with improve my Romanian and fufill my goal of being fluent.
So if you will excuse some blog backtrackkiing I wanted to share the rest of my Bush weekend with you....
Well, as I said before we stayed in the rain for 7 hours to watch a 20 minute blurb and ....aaah gotta go.......
nina

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