Jun 11 2019

Goodbye Netflix

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 1:00

One of the things I did after moving to the UK getting a Netflix subscription. I just thought since I’ll be alone here I’ll finally have the time to see all the series I’ve missed. And I did, and I enjoyed a few of them. I also had this illusory hope that if I see all the British series, on Netflix my English accent would improve. Well, not sure my accent is better because of Netflix, but I definitely had less free time and less motivation to leave the house. It got so bad I could not take a bath or fall asleep without watching something. When the awesome series ended I switched to good ones. When the good series ended, I switched to decent ones. Then to acceptable ones. But now I’m just left with really dull ones and I  just realized it’s not worth it anymore. So today I just cancelled my Netflix subscription. I’ve been thinking about doing it for a while, but like any addiction is really difficult to kick. But I did it. Yeey me!

Seriously, Netflix is addictive. Not sure any of us realizes how much time and money we actually waste on it. Actually, just money, because time is money. Or just time, that you could spend exercising, meditating, going out and meeting people. Or just hanging with your friends and loved ones.

I have books to read(and write) and music to listen(and learn on my piano), I’d rather do any of that. If I will wreck my eye sight by staring at a screen I would prefer doing it while writing on this blog or writing some code, or reading a book. Each one of this would be more useful to my brains than  watching a series or a movie. Unless that movie is Rocketman, but Rocketman is not on Netflix. You haven’t seen Rocketman? You lazy ignorant human, go to a cinema right now and see it! It is amazing and it is life changing.

So, I’m sorry Netflix, but we really have to stay apart for a while. After the last season of Lucifer which was amazing and the ending of Star Trek Discovery there’s nothing left that I consider worthy of my time. It was nice spending time with you, you’ve been a good friend to me on my lonely days and maybe we’ll keep each other company again, but for now I’ll leave you to be enjoyed by your other billions of users that need you because they are addicted to you.

Stay safe and stay happy!



May 26 2019

Blast from the past (part 4)

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 16:07

This is one of my favorite pictures. It was taken in 2009 in a small seaside reservation called Gura Portitei. I went there with my friends, two of them my best friends, that ended up being the parents of the kids I love most in this world. I have a lot of pictures from that vacation, but my brains decided to erase most of the memories.

But I do like this picture. I remember loving that shirt. I remember how bad it fit with the red sweatpants and I know the colors association is not the great either, but the whole outfit felt so comfortable. The pink legs that you see next to me belong to the founder of this blog, Rpx, my then boyfriend. It know it’s not obvious from the picture but he is 2 meters tall. I am 1,63 m tall and yes, we looked really funny together. He is also a ginger so his skin color will never get darker than that.

I don’t remember much about vacation. But I remember being happy. And knowing me, that is very, very good.

Stay safe, stay happy!


May 23 2019

The one with the bush

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 0:27

When I was younger I honestly thought that the Internet and the unlimited access to information it provided would make the world smarter and during my lifetime I would witness at least a few first steps towards the world depicted in Star Trek. But, sadly this is not the case. Although I do not want to be pessimistic, the things that happened in the last three years or so actually seem to point to some steps being taken backwards to the dark ages.

Of course this entry is about the shit that is happening in USA now. USA has been viewed for a long time as the land of milk and honey, the world where anybody willing to work for their dreams will achieve them, the land of the free, home of the brave. But recently all that beautifully painted view has lost its colors. USA is a big country, for anybody with a little knowledge of history it should be obvious that managing a country of that size is not an easy job. And aside the fact that it is not an easy job, in 2016 the job was given to the village idiot named Trump. After almost three years of lies, laughs and ridiculous twitter messages, the result of  this unfortunate event in USA’s history are starting to show. Because felling empowered by the village idiot, other idiots started to publicly express their stupid wants and opinions and demanded actions.

What is happening in Alabama right now is terrifying. Men have made laws for women, restricting them the ownership of their bodies. So, instead of the world in Star Trek, USA is clearly taking a step towards the world in “A Handmaids Tale”. The men that made those laws have no anatomical knowledge of a female body and obviously no respect for women. Because if they would have any of those, they would have realized that they brought women in their states a step closer to farm animals, because those don’t have control over their bodies either.

If any of those idiots would have even bothered to read a little anatomy or read some of those terrifying  threads on Reddit about what can go wrong during a pregnancy they would have realized that no way in hell you should force a woman to have a child.

Human pregnancy is parasitic by nature.The baby modifies a woman’s body to make sure it gets all it needs to come to term. Sometimes it miscalculates and can funnel more resources than needed and can affect the woman for life. And not in a good way, obviously.  A friend of mine got left with fragile bones and no teeth in her mouth because her baby miscalculated how much calcium it needed. The baby is fine, but she now has fake teeth and she had to give up playing football. Or any kind of contact sport really. And be very careful for the rest of her life. Another friend of mine got  varices all over her legs, and when I say all over, I mean her legs look like she is wearing webbed tights. And these are mild examples, it could be worse.

A wanted, planned baby is a miracle. The pregnancy is the very risky process a woman is willing to go through because he loves her husband or loves the idea of having a child – if she’s smart – if she’s an idiot that doesn’t know much about her own body, she might do it for other reasons – but this is another subject. This is how you know as a man that your woman truly loves you: she is willing to put her well being and maybe her life at risk to make sure your genes will pass on.

That is why a woman should never be forced to have a baby.

And also because, I totally agree with what one of my favorite vloggers, Cosmin Mitu says: “nothing creates a worse adult than the feeling of a child that he never was wanted in the first place”.

As for the women that intentionally get pregnant to trap men into a marriage or financing them under the so-called motherhood, let’s put it like this: if a man masturbates and leaves his load on a bush, it doesn’t mean the bush is now his to do as he wants. So honestly, dear men, if you do not want babies, be careful where you dump your load. If it’s inside a woman’s vagina, prepare to follow up and make sure she isn’t having that baby, or take her to a lawyer to sign a document taking full responsibility(including the financial one) for her decision. (I did not take into consideration here the responsible/sensitive men that would not be able to sleep at night because of the thought that out there there is a kid sharing their genes.)

These are the logical options, but humans are anything but logical unfortunately.

Here’s another idea: you know all that talk about consent when it comes to sex? The same goes with having a kid.

If sex requires consent from both parties, having a kid requires it too.

May 20 2019

And now they are five

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 20:32

Every year, on this date I post some cheesy entry about lost love and unfairness of the whole process or some empowering post about life after love. This year, I won’t. Because this year I’m watching the last episode of Game of Thrones. :D

Stay safe, stay happy and if you are unhappy how Game of Thrones ended, you are a superficial person that hasn’t watched the series properly and probably you haven’t read the books either, you ignorant cunt!

May 03 2019

Blast from the past (part 3)

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 2:31

Somebody said that the previous entries were kinda grim, but I told you, I will write here what I remember related to the context in which the pictures were taken. I was not in a good place for most of my life, honestly sometimes I’m looking back and I still think it is a miracle I made it to 30. But I did make it, and my experience is nothing special really. It is normal to be scared, it is normal to be sad, it is normal to have doubts and it is normal to be broken. And it is also normal to fix yourself. Which I am confident I did, but working on yourself is a never ending process.

We’ll jump to 2008, because for some reason I have no pictures from 2007. I am not sure it is related, but 2007 was a really busy year. I had full time job, and when I say full time, I mean 8-12 hours, because I was so eager to learn and grow professionally I was overworking myself.  I was also teaching at the university, so the amount of work hours per week was around 70-80. It is also the year when I decided to fix my teeth, all of them, so I made no other investment that year. So no camera, no fancy phone. In 2007 I also moved from campus to a really nice house that I rented with my now best friends and parents of my godson. So it was quite a happy period full of work and spending time with my friends.

The picture is taken on that house’s balcony. It was taken by my then boyfriend, a great guy but a little lost and demotivated at the time. He is now a proud father and is kicking ass in his profession, he is married to a very amazing woman, that is not me, but that I am proud to call my friend.

I remember I loved that shirt, but I was reluctant to wearing it in public because, yes you guessed it, I thought I was fat. He convinced me to wear it for this picture and I really cannot remember another time when I wore it.

If I remember well, the building in the backend is a school for children with disabilities. The house between that big building and house I lived in was inhabited by a family living on social wages, that had three kinds during the 7 years I lived there. The street the house was on was named Marta, number 18 and the location is quite close to city center.

I lived in that house from 2007, until 2014 when I moved to Sibiu. The people that rented the house to me and my boyfriend were wonderful people and I still consider them my friends. They took a risk by renting the house to me and my boyfriend and I will always be grateful to them for their trust.

I moved to that house because campus life was getting difficult for me and my two cats. Yes, I found my first cat, a tomboy which I named Bebe one night when I was coming back from work. He followed me after I gave him some pets and I could not abandon it. The second cat, it was so small she could fit in the palm of my hand and somebody found it and gave it to me because they just did not know what to do with it. My room mates from that time probably still hate me for my innability to say no  to cats.

I have a lot of happy memories from my time living in that house. Of course there are some sad ones, but this is how we grow.

Stay safe, stay happy!

May 02 2019

Blast from the past (part 2)

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 3:22

Still in 2006, a little bit close to summer, not sure how or why, but I met a goth girl that was preparing her final project in fashion design. And obviously her project included a few complicated Goth attires, and for reasons that baffle me to this day she decided I would be perfect to model one of them.

My then boyfriend had a great camera so he took the photos on top of one of the Iasi campus buildings. He took over 1000 pictures, not of me, there were other models as well, but somehow those pictures were lost, they are on a CD in Sibiu, in a case I donated before I moved to Edinburgh.

During faculty I was what it was then called an “emo-kid”, like a goth girl, but with less fancy clothes, less sexy attitude and quite a lot of sadness and probably some anger at the world. I was angry that I did not get to apply to the university I wanted. I was angry I was so poor and I had to stretch my scholarship to the absurd to finish that damn faculty that I did not want to do in the first place.I was angry the most important person in my life died and my first love did not love me enough.

Sure I had a boyfriend, but at that time I had my doubts about that relationship. It is always a bad sign, when you like his family more than you like him. And I loved his mom, his smart aunt, his frail grandma and his agitated dog. But he, he was at the time quite … not like them. He was selfish, superficial and he loved me with a hunger that was overwhelming. I am sure he is a better person now.

While I was on that roof and those pictures were taken, I was thinking what were my chances of survival if I fell. I was stressed because of my final project, lacking the motivation to finish it, being scared out of my mind that I would not be able graduate and find a job and this boy hungry for love and togetherness could not understand my struggle and just wanted to spend time with me. I did not understand, why would you want to spend time with a nervous wreck like me? And he never knew of my suicidal thoughts, because I did my best to hide from him how broken I really was.

And aside from that, can you believe I also viewed myself as fat? Seriously, I chose that attire because it was black and covered me completely.

Anyway, that was me then, struggling, but nevertheless fighting and surviving. And damn, I really had amazing hair, didn’t I? ;)

Stay safe, stay happy!


May 01 2019

Blast form the past (part 1)

Category: English posts,MiscellaneousIuliana @ 4:19

In a comment of the previous post I’ve promised to try to add here some pictures from my youth. Since I’ve never been rich, I don’t have many pictures of me from when I was a kid or an adolescent. I actually started to take pictures and save them in 2009, after I found a camera. Yes, found, on the ground, I don’t even remember where. I just know that I found it, it was in bad shape and my boyfriend at the time managed to fix it. Pictures from that time don’t have the best quality though, but they’re better than nothing.

The oldest picture I have of myself is from 2006 (I think). Somebody else took that picture of me, and I did not even know how or why, but he shared it with me later. And since I’m not posting a lot of pictures, I will add what I remember about that time.

In this picture I am 21 years old, I am in the 5th year of faculty, in a city called Iasi, located in the North-Eastern part of Romania. I am wearing a Marilyn Manson t-shirt and on the wall on my left are dried roses I received from my then boyfriend, let’s call him John, who was a sweet and simple guy, but my friends all had the impression I was out of his league. We were quite an odd pair and  turns out I really was out of his league, but realized it quite late, when things started to go downhill after one year or so of being with him.

There is also a poster of Vile Valo on my wall, I remember keeping it there just because it pissed up my hip-hop listening boyfriend.

The way of keeping my pens from getting lost was quite ingenious and I think I used that system of a piece of hard paper stuck with tape to the wall for years until my pens became too many to keep that way.

The CRT monitor you see is a View Sonic  17″, and I do not remember the model number, but I bought it from a second hand shop and I payed a very low price, but it was pristine. If LCD and LED monitors wouldn’t have become cheaper, probably I wouldn’t have given it up. I don’t remember where that monitor ended up. But now that I remember how good it was I will probably check out and see if the company still exists and what are they selling these days.

And that’s pretty much it.

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