Hey there, (de)lilah

Falling in love is beautiful. Also, being loved is divine. But it's all even better when you know there's no suffering and no jealousy involved. Or maybe I might get jealous of another person who will be chairing any one of my delegates' committees.
Two weeks ago, I spent an amazing weekend at Busteni, chairing the AGRI committee at my last session of this spring, Transylvania I Regional Selection Session of the EYP. You might say I spend all of my time with sessions, but it's quite addictive.
This time, I was a chair for the first time and I want to thank all of my close friends that were there to help each other and my amazing delegates, who made my first experience in chairing an awesome one.
Thank you guys for dedications and for pulling through all obstacles as an amazing team!

Safe Keeping

As a little girl, my mother taught me that the most precious belongings should be kept under protection from the outside evil: the newest dress was to be worn only on special ocassion, shiny shoes shouldn't be worn in dusty places and the finest jewelry should be protected from the direct view of indiscret visitors.

And either saddly or happily, something of that old, annoying habit has stuck with me, inside of my insidious, quirky brain and it sometimes show up in my daily life.

This time, it happened with my newest pair of babies : the PLV Irinas.

Chance had fallen over me last summer, on a contest on Twitter, but the epicness of Romania's shipping system failure reached me soon after. Nevertheless, I insisted on getting them home, next to me, and with the help of a friend currently residing in the US, I got them home, safe and sound.

As my above mentioned quirk requires, I stored them for safe keeping and have only worn them once, on my 18th birthday and them left them alone in a drawer under my bed.

Finally, this morning I realised that they had the genes of stars, so here they are, shining away in the spotlight!