Random Thoughts

Today I’ve got a sms which started with ‘Hello Buttercup’ and ended with ‘What do you do for fun and what is it that you cannot say No to?’ I was thinking for the whole day for an answer to these questions, even though i never intended to reply to that sms. But the questions kept popping in my head obsessively, especially the one about what I cannot say No to. I am still thinking.. about both. Realized one thing for sure: me is not me anymore. So how can I seek the answer?
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It was freezing outside and I had to wait too long in the cold.
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There is a route in MCR that always triggers same thoughts and moods, over and over again, with every step I take. I find it funny I guess.
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I got the answer to these unexpected headaches and fainting like status as well – not something that made me happy, contrary. This bond is amazingly bizarre – if not impossible to prove, scientifically speaking.

OBIEE Usage Tracking

A very interesting article I found on Rittman Blog about how to track usage in OBIEE: http://www.rittmanmead.com/2008/10/11/comparing-obiee-usage-tracking-with-nqsquerylog/

OBIEE Things

Great article I have found on one blog, about how to build a Time Dimension

It Feels Like Summer…

… in my heart :)

In love? Maybe… I will once write more about this special person giving me the sensation I am floating… and his perfect smile :)

Back to being me again, after I lost myself for a while. ‘Single and Happy’ proved to be actually quite true. And L was right when she’s told me that the only relation that really matters is the one that you have with yourself. When u’re happy and content with yourself, then you can spread this energy around, being receptive to other people’s energy as well.

Another World

me: stii cum era cel mai fain?
me: [ar trebui sa scriu un scenariu de film]
me: sa existe un fel de societate matriarhala.., in care femeile se maturizeaza fiecare la timpul ei, barbatii sunt un fel de toys si instrumente care ajuta la maturizare, dar care nu is implicati deloc in procesul de procreere. si care nici nu le afecteaza sanatatea femeilor deloc, nici aia fizica, nici aia mintala
me: si femeia, cand e pregatita sa faca un copil,
Gabi: o daa … la ceva de genul asta visez si eu. nu porcaria asta de lume. desi putin diferit cu oameni grupati oarecum pe generatii .. batranii sa aiba un oras al lor .. copiii la fel
me: sa spuna la una din batranele matriarhatului,
Gabi: hahaha
me: si aia sa aiba o bagheta
Gabi: asta e fantasy
me: si atunci se declanseaza procesul de procreere – adica femeia sa fie un fel de hermafrodita, dar nu cand vrea ea, cand societatea asta acknowledge ca e ready enough.
me: pai da, dar femeile au power, ca is evoluate
me: si aia, batrana societatii, stie daca femeia e matura enough pt bebe
me: nu stiu cum sa stie, dar trebe sa stie.

Grafton Street

Words are Windows (or They’re Walls)

I feel so sentenced by your words
I feel so judged and sent away
Before I go I’ve got to know,
Is that what you mean to say?

Before I rise to my defense,
Before I speak in hurt of fear,
Before I build that wall of words,
Tell me, did I really hear?

Words are windows, or they’re walls,
They sentence us or set us free.
When I speak and when I hear,
Let the love light shine through me.

There are things I need to say,
Things that mean so much to me,
If my words don’t make me clear,
Will you help me to be free?

If I seemed to put you down,
If you felt I didn’t care,
Try to listen through my words,
To the feelings that we share.
– Ruth Bebermeyer.

Not Here, nor There..

caught between worlds, this is how I feel I am..

Let’s Grow Old Together and Die at the Same Time

Before sunset

If there’s any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed, but… who cares, really? The answer must be in the attempt.