Carla Bruni - Le Toi Du Moi

pentru tine, iubirea mea...

what would I do if I wasn't afraid...

I’m afraid
I’m scared
does it mean I dream too high?
does it mean it’s impossible?

I take all my motivation
and courage
from my heart
from my broken soul

why always after a wound
remains a scar?
how can I cover my scars?
is love enough?

september

cold september full of news

weekend conference with 120 ppl motivated to achieve results
chats on messenger with old friends
one of my best friends started to live a new love
also did probably my best male friend
one of my high-school colleagues got married
another one will have her wedding next summer
andrei and andreea, my example of a successful long distance relationship broke up
my grandpa’ was in the hospital
my mom works after-hours and has 7 projects to finish
my boyfriend will resign from his job and apply for aiesec
ana has stories from greece
tomorrow I’ll have my first real business meeting
this week alex will subscribe me in my extra year in the university
I’ll go to gyor
my dad will send me money
I watch talks on www.ted.com

I decided to choose my attitude in my september, full of news
how is your september?

between homes

romania - home
rush night with you
crazy day with my friends and going home
long days visiting relatives
dealing with banks
telling stories
way back to… second home
visit friends and relatives (sibiu and cluj)
hi-tech road to budapest

back here
evenings and dinners with my beloved parents
sharing impressions about hungary
feeling protected and adult
saying good bye and getting to work

waiting in the airport
butterflies in my stomach
left breathless
the happiest week of my life

watching the music fountain on margit island
walking in the old town
walking on the banks of the danube with sand in the shoes
playing with the feet in the water in the city center
having a picnic next to the lake under a tree
admiring the city from the hill
running in the rain
waiting the first night bus over an orange juice in McD
boat sightseeing on the danube
visiting Vienna
sleeping in the train
watching strange movie
eating out
drinking flavoured water
taking random pictures
crying
flying away…

next
tomorrow I leave for turkey
a new country
the biggest aiesec conference
meeting friends
2 weeks of pure aiesec :)

now

visited the interesting Istanbul

parts of history that come alive

in pictures, buidings, museums

being sexy just because I'm blonde

different culture

a lot of questions and curiosity

I'll definitely come back

IC

working on GNs (regions of the aiesec world)

meeting old friends

having nice conversations

eating good food :)

living it all!

I'm going home

imhmmm!

I'll spend my summer holiday at home

just a few days

dealing with the bank, university, winter clothes packing

but also meeting my beloved parents,

darling

friends

relatives

I'll buy my flight ticket tomorrow :)

I miss a romanian hug

the smell of dust of bucharest

the shadow of ase

the people who run to catch the bus

the traffic lights with stopwatch

the ice coffee from gregory's

my pink room

the asphalt that melts under your feet

the yellow taxis that take you home in the night

the one hour sleep rolling on the shitty highway

the new metro

and having a beer on la motoare

and I will taste them all again in just 2 weeks!

see u there!

Vama Veche-Epilogue

the song of today

why I love aiesec

I've just had an interesting conversation with my boyfriend about what aiesec is

and it made me think about what aiesec is for me and why I love it so much that sometimes I hate it with all my heart

it's because it makes you live with passion

it challenges you with every day, every meeting, every task, every conference, every experience you have

it bonds you to fabulous people, each of them weird in their own magnific way

and in the end, it makes you reinvent everything you might ever take for granted

aiesec can be a virus that starts an epidemic of positive change, it can be the pool of sparks that light an internal self-sustainable fire, it can be fashion and beauty or it can be the organisation that creates a butterfly effect to make a difference.

this is for me the beauty of this organization