11 August 2009

neki neki


allora! tole je vabilo na mojo poslovilno zabavo za diplomo! samo za povabljene! ok?

neki neki 2

skratka jaz grem v leiden, itak tisti, ki to morate vedeti, že veste, a ni tko? ja itak :-) moj blog bo spet zaživel, juhuhu! Ijej!

25 September 2008

I FEEL SLOVENIA

That was the slogan of the campaign for Slovenian attractions while the EU Presidency was going on. Nice one, but how much can a person really feel Slovenia? Or better - how one person in particular can feel Slovenia? So, how do I feel Slovenia? Good question. Or better one - do I feel Slovenia? Well... Lets say that there are some feelings towards it. It is my homeland and I was born here. Life on the sunny side of Alps is calm, normal, and freezing lately. But this is not what I wanted to tell.
I feel Slovenia since last Sunday (21. September 2008) a bit better. I feel it because the turnout of the elections gave me a thrill for feeling it. The central-right wing lost. Hurray!!!!!!!!!!! They were leading our little country 4 years, meaning only one mandate, and they were expecting another one. But fortunately people in Slovenia felt that this was not ok (at least the majority), and the 2008 elections winners became central-left Social Democrats. I am totally happy for it. Slovenians proved they are one smart nation, not blinded by lies and scandals, able to judge the current situation and able to cut the crap. I am proud of my nation. I really am. And I hope we will all feel Slovenia better in next 4 years.

19 February 2008

BOYS vs. GIRLS or MAYBE I WILL (NOT) GRADUATE FROM INTERNATIONAL RELATIONSHIPS

Thinking about girls and boys, men and women, g-strings and boxers or whatever... about all of those differences that make us two genders I am beginning to wonder how comes that we are so different? You know folks, when I said that it's wonderful to have an Italian boyfriend....well I am not gonna say anything against him, but just mention that he is a man as well, and according to this fact we are not just from different countries, but maybe from different planets. At least today I felt so. They say that women are from Venus and men from Mars. Well, I would agree at this point. We are not just from Italy and Slovenia, we are from f***ing different worlds. Man can really piss you off, and than just continue to keep on with this angry vibe - maybe intentionally, maybe not. Anyhow, I had one of those freaking Skype moments when you are about to throw computer to the floor (and regret it afterwards).
I am about to enter to those days of the month when you mark the calendar with the red spot, meaning I am waiting for my period to come and consequentially I am in this "moody mood" - just like the weather in April. I am also about to go to Italy and meet the parents and change the country (again) and freeze my ass off there. I am supposed to be on the diet but actually all I do in these days is eating. My hair should grow faster. I smoke 2 much. My nails are not in the best condition and I am full of pimples.
You see.... A girl in this condition(s) (according to me) is not really the right person to talk about the EX-files with. A girl in this condition(s) doesn't really listen to herself and all she can hear from others finds offensive. A girl in this condition(s) is not supposed to say sorry for her (over)reactions and is not supposed to regret what she says. A girl in this condition(s) has a right to be moody and angry and pissed off and the worst person to have conversation with and to scream and to eat her nails. A girl has a right to have her premenstrual syndrome (PMS) mood, ok?
And a guy that has to deal with the girl with the PMS should know that the girl has her PMS although she doesn't tell him. The guy should never not call the girl or not send her an SMS after she yells at him or ignore her. No, the opposite - the guy should just understand the situation although it is almost impossible to understand it. Anyway, a girl after the loud and moody part of the story of course feels weird, nervous, shitty, whatever... of course she talks about it with friends (female or gay) and of course they all understand her. And a girl after that kind of event checks her mobile 7 times per hour, her mail 4 times per evening, and her MSN and Skype accounts several times... And for sure she is destroyed by the fact that there is no new messages, mails or any kind of voice from the male player of the game she is playing.... Ah, if guys only knew how we girls are, what is going on in our heads underneath of all that hair, the world would be a miracle.
Well, whatever, never mind - the point of this post is only one: dear period, just come or we'll all go crazy :-)

18 February 2008

DRUGAČNO ŽIVLJENJE NA RUA CIDADE DE CARDIFF

Nov semester se bliža, novi ljudje so že tu in še prihajajo, življenje se spreminja....Takle mamo in to vedno in povsod. Ljudje smo kot kameleoni, ne kamele, kameleoni. Vedno nova barva za novo okolje. Prilagodi se in preživi, ali pa pač ne....in trpi.hahahahaha. No, jaz sem bolj kameleonske narave že od nekdaj, zato pač z lahkoto odvržem staro kožo in si ufuram novo.
Naše stanovanje je kar naenkrat drugačno. Bolj mirno in predvsem bolj čisto. Odkar sta se vselili 2 Italijanki (recimo italijanski mami;-P) je vse v pravem redu. Tipi topi - se mi zdi, da se je še vonj v stanovanju spremenil, kar naenkrat kar nekako diši. Ne res, bejbi sta se vselili in najprej tri dni pospravljali stanovanje. Ampak RES pospravili. Še iz predalov sta vse zložili in preuredili, se znebili neuporabnih stvari in skratka vse zrihtali. Trenutno smo v stanovanju same babe in zato se gremo včasih malo ženske večere, si izmenjamo lake za nohte in razne kremice in zraven čenčamo čenče. In je super, po eni starni sem prav pogrešala take COSMO večere začinjane s štirimi plastmi laka in čudovito manikuro. Po drugi strani, pa res pogrešam svoje stare sostanovalce, svoje nore svinje, povsem untidy (ok, ne vsi), jutra, ko si ne moreš privoščiti niti kozarca vode, ker moraš pred tem pomiti prav vso obstoječo posodo, umazane brisače povsod in kup perila, za katerega se nihče ne briga.... Res je: Sandra, Sam, Žile....pogrešam vas;-)

7 December 2007

PA SAJ NE MOREM VERJET KAJ SE DOGAJA V DOLINI ŠENTFLORJANSKI!

Tole, kar delajo z Lukšičem, tole je pa preko vseh meja. Niso f*****g resni! Halo?! Kaj se gredo? Mi gre na smeh, čeprav vem, da se ni utemjeno smejat, ker je preveč žalostno.
Po pregledovanju prispevka na Jonasovem blogu Vest, se mi je kar vrtelo v glavi! Lukšič se mi smili, pomiljujem pa vse tiste osle in oslice, ki so iz povsem neškodljive šolske zadeve naredili škandal. Pa v kakšni državi mi živimo? Groza. Kdo nas vodi? Koga mi volimo? Kaj nam kaže to? Kako lahko v parlamentu odločajo o tem, ali mora en profesor zapustiti profesorsko mesto, ali ne? Res, kam to vodi? Kaj bo naslednji korak? Cenzura knjig? Kot da ni že cenzura medijev dovolj? Glede na to, da smo v Evropski uniji, ki je tretirana kot ena največjih hibridnih demokracij na svetu, se mi zdi skoraj neverjetno, da se na tak način manipulira z ljudmi! Prof. dr. Igor Lukšič je bil lani tudi moj profesor in tudi jaz sem delala to nalogo. In ja, šla sem v lokalno cerkev in poslušala mašo (sicer sem po nesreči, ker pač ne hodim v cerkev, poslušala otroško mašo, pa koga to zdaj briga). In kaj potem? Kdorkoli gre lahko v cerkev! In kdorkoli gre lahko in posluša Lukšičeva predavanja. In lahko bi jih poslušali že nevemkolikolet in se vsako leto takole kurčili. Ampak ne, oni naredijo škandal iz tega ravno letos - le zakaj? Samo upam, da bomo Slovenci pokazali kak presežek pameti in se v prihodnje odločili in volili bolj primerne ljudi. Kar to kar se dogaja zdaj (in že nekaj časa) je IN YOUR FACE - kot da bi se delali norca iz ljudi. Kateri so večji debili? Ti na oblasti ali mi, ki smo jih postavili tja?
Res halo? Zdrahe v Dolini Šentflorjanski! Mi je kar slabo.
Poglejte si tole, pa saj če bi bila jaz Lukšič, bi se mi že zdavnaj zmešalo. Bolnca!

6 December 2007

AJOJ, KAJ VSE NE NAJDEŠ NA YOUTUBE-U!!!!

Youtube, se mi sicer zdi ful fajn zadeva. Ne res, če nimaš kaj za delat, lahko vedno najdeš kaj trapastega tam gor. Za primer: danes smo imeli nekakšen "nacionalni" dan, oziroma dan za himne. Vsi smo zapeli vsak svojo himno. Res, smeha polna skleda. No, kakorkoli že prišli smo do zaključkov:
1.) Žile (brazilski sostanovalec) ima rad agresivne himne (na primer najraje ima francosko), na živce pa mu gredo bolj mirne (svoje ne mara, ker pripoveduje o bogatem rastju v njegovi revni državi).
2.) Francoz, Nico ima rad našo in svojo himno. Francoska se mu zdi zelo agresivna.
3.) Ena bejba, ki je pri nas na obisku in prihaja iz Nemčije, pravi, da ne more pet svoje himne, ker se ji ne zdi prav in ker ne mara svoje države (rekla sem ji: Don't worry, times of Hitler are so last season.).
4.) Naš belgijski sostanovalec Sam pravi, da so himne lepe zadeve in ima rad vse: našo, francosko, brazilsko, portugalsko. Za svojo pa pravi, da je bullshit, ker Belgija kao sploh nima zares naroda. Vseeno pa jo zelo rad zapoje.
5.) Jaz sem naravnost navdušena nad himnami. So super. Na našo sem celo tako zelo ponosna, da je malo manjkalo da bi šla in sprintala njeno originalno verzijo in verzijo v angleščini in jo razdelila med ljudi v hiši in jih prisilila v učenje ;-)
Ampak kar je preveč je pa preveč. Poglejte si tole verzijo naše himne - pa sej ne moreš verjet. Skoraj mi je ušlo od smeha. Bože moj! Res, model se je odloču uničit Zdravljico.