No time to spare

Though I have started February with the best of intentions and the fulliest enthuziasm with regards to my blog, seems like March has been on the exact opposite. On the other hand, I have been more than lucky this whole month, luck which resulted in a lot of planning on my side. I am going to attent 3 EYP sessions during March and April and the national phase of the English Olympics, taking place in Ramnicu Valcea.

        First off, this Thursday I am leaving for Busteni, a mountain resort, where I am, myself, organising a beautiful session, as a first-time official. Later this month and onto April, I am going to both party and debate in both Europe and Asia, as I am going to be a delegate at the International EYP Session in Istanbul. Also, I am going back to Vienna late this April to ensue the part of a journalist.

        But, with all of these trips I am going to take, my time is lessening: my few remaining pleasures are sewing and knitting some new bracelets, a part of a brilliant up-coming project of mine.

        And the ocassional macaroon or box of chocolates.

        Also, I find an exquisite joy in scrambling around my new laptop and playing dress-up with my new phone covers.

I am not perfect, nor do I try to be

 

I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.
Audrey Hepburn

 I am not perfect, nor do I try to be. I cannot characterise myself through a long line of words, passions or loves. I cannot be described by anyone, nor can try to compose a good visual image of myself. I am happy. I am a happy person and that is probably what can delineate my entire personality. 

I guide myself through the path of my life enjoying the beauty of it and trying to produce beauty. My sole concern is that of creating beauty. I am happy when I create. I simply create.

This is something that also defines my style, my fashion sense and my endless dwellings on monumental quantities of priceless (and overly expensive) clothes and shoes and jewellry.  

I choose to live under the permanent decision between being happy or not being happy, but I will never cease to mold my life around the wish of being happy, whatever that may mean.