Probably if I were to be of another nationality I would have never learned to speak Romanian

When I was in the 1st grade I got appendicitis..after the surgery I spent about 1 week in the hospital and 2 weeks at home..while at home, so that I wouldn’t get bored, my dad put in CARTOON NETWORK ..so I was spending the days, in bed, watching cartoons; my parents at work, worried, while at that time our demand for a grounds phone hadn’t been approved, so no phone, no nothing that they could check up on me, and see how I was…

the cartoons were in English, but I had no idea what they were saying; I didn’t learn any foreign language until 1 year later, and even so, that was French….

as a kid, you just look at the pictures…that’s all that matters

I even remember now, that I was watching The Flinstones, and Fred had gotten a request as a jury.. I had no idea what that ment…but I did see that afterwords he was in a court of law, and I just saw what he was doing…I am not saying that THEN I knew that is what a jury is…

but i wrote it down, as I thought it’s spelled, and I asked my sister…she explained…and then I associated everything…

to me it was more like a game…instead of matching an item going through a same-shape-whole, I would do that with words and actions…that was how I started to learn English..when I got older, a strange mentally hobby helped: I was spelling words…I always do, no matter the language…

nine years later, in the 10th grade I signed up for a high-school essay contest; I don’t remember exactly what the theme was, but I do know that I was supposed to write in English, French or German. I started writing on how I thought English almost became the 1 universal language..I got the 2nd place in the contest, and I was the only one in my high-school and the only one who wrote in English, out of those that won. I was so proud

a few months later I got to go with a project to Budapest…it was the first time I was going abroad…of course English was primary

I only started to actually study English in the 6 th grade…

The best, anyway, was when I got in to University, I signed up for the English classes; best decision I ever took!!!

Am primit acum ceva timp o carte; v-ati prins probabil si singuri despre ce este vorba: o carte ce te invata cum sa minti si cum sa scapi basma curata (ma rog, sa incerci sa scapi)..

“expertul” in dume care mi-a dat-o spre citire zicea ca trebuie sa fie un semn daca si eu si cartea am ajuns din intamplare una langa cealalta si ca trebuie sa o citesc…am cautat sa vad de unde se inspirase; in nici un caz din cartea asta..poata o alta editie, un alt volum, poate experienta sau obisnuinta

am citit cartea…repede…am ras, am

zambit sau am trecut pur si simplu peste

sunt insa cateva care mi se par memorabile sau care m-au facut sa rad asa de tare in RATB incat un controler s-a gandit ca e bine sa vina sa imi ceara biletul iar in final sa platesc amenda

recunosc ca unele dintre ele le-am folosit si eu..frecvent si cu naturalete (zic eu); acum m-am lasat de acest obicei, to consueming for me;

o recomand celor care cred totusi ca fac fata emotiilor dar vor sa aprofundeze..

today I went to the dentist…

no biggie…

but as I was staying on that chair, besides falling asleep several times, I got to think of how the human body works…on how pain resistant it is…

starting from a kids teeth that are growing….and up to child-labor…u know it is said that if an adult would ever experience the pain a baby does when his teeth are growing, that adult would die of pain?!?…