making of - Japanese woman

As soon as i have access to the making of files I will post it.

Color of the day - all spectral colors

Travelling diary of an amnesiac cat – 3rd part

Fresh new notes to complete our cat’s diary (if you don’t know or don’t remember who’s our cat here is the link to its first steps: http://mymissionlife.blogspot.com/p/travelling-diary-of-amnesiac-cat.html and http://mymissionlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/travelling-diary-of-amnesiac-cat-2nd.html)

Another round of translation from Meow to English had been finished. Here’s what I had understood from its scratches on the paper:

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1^st day: I wake up early in the morning and I have started to prepare for my first journey. I have taken my favorite suitcase, an impressive suitcase bought from Paris a few years ago, when I was walking down to Champs-Elyse. I’ve never miss PraCAT store when I’ve been there. So, having my suitcase opened and waiting to be filled I took in a rush my toothbrush, my shampoo and of course my glamorous blue contact lenses (I’ve never let them home).

Let me rephrase, I have started to prepare my first journey by drinking a big milk cup and then doing all the other stuff.

Oh, let me rephrase again, I have started to prepare my first journey by cleaning up my fur and then doing all the other stuff J

So, back to my journey out. After all the necessary stuffs were put together into my favorite suitcase (did I mention it’s from PraCAT J?) and my stomach was full I have started the adventure of my life, leaving my owners’ warm home.

Usually, my owners are interested in everything I do, so as not to become concerned I’ve left them a note on the fridge (Indeed, the cat left a note, but it was too low located to can be seen and no one saw it). Do I have to tell you that I only told them that I will be back in a few hours? Otherwise they will become worried so I lied.

Oh, finally free, standing straight in front of the door, looking for a path to walk…meow…meow… a mouse just in front of my eyes. I followed him in a second and I ran on it for several blocks but finally I caught him and it is so delicious. Than was time for a break, a break to rest my feet, to digest my food, to…meow…meow… to lick my fur.

Oh, look, a mall for cats, the biggest mall from the city, it’s time to take a walk to see what’s new in terms of jewelry or maybe I would find a new wallet. Floor zero, first floor… oh I need to rest, so, where I was going? Never mind, let’s go home! I need a nap.

Color of the day – cat color

Let's do it!

Multumeste, zambeste, spune "Buna ziua!" si esti cu un pas mai aproape de a fi OM, iar daca si ajuti, atunci chiar esti un OM.

Thank, smile, say "Hello!" and you are a step closer to be a HUMAN and if also give someone a hand, than you are really HUMAN.

Color of the day - blue snow color

Travelling diary of an amnesiac cat - 2nd part

Fresh new notes to complete our cat’s diary (if you don’t know or don’t remember who’s our cat here is the link to its first steps: http://mymissionlife.blogspot.com/p/travelling-diary-of-amnesiac-cat.html)

I have just finished translating from Meow to English a few notes of our cat. Here’s what I understood from its scratches on the paper:

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1^st day: I wake up early in the morning and I have started to prepare for my first journey. I have taken my old suitcase (did I tell you that suitcase is not that old and dirty as you probably are tempted to belive) and put inside my toothbrush, my shampoo and of course my glamorous earring (an extraordinary limited edition cat earring from BulCATy).

Let me rephrase, I have started to prepare my first journey by drinking a big milk cup and then doing all the other stuff.

Oh, let me rephrase again, I have started to prepare my first journey by cleaning up my fur and then doing all the other stuff J

So, back to my journey out. After all the necessary stuffs were put together into my old suitcase (did I mention it’s from PraCAT?) and my stomach was full I have started the adventure of my life, leaving my owners’ warm home.

I’ve  never leave the home like this, telling nothing to my owners letting them not even a note on the fridge. They will probably be worry about me, but I really want to feel the ground under my paws, the real, dirty, hot ground. So, my decision was made, and, here I am, making my firsts steps outside the house.

Oh, finally free, nobody is telling me, telling me, tell… who cares, they were telling me something every day. Tough job for a cat to remember all their words, but I’m pretty sure that tomorrow I will not care about that. So, let think, where should I go? To the right or to the left, to walk or to take a bus…let see, what is over the corner! Meeeow! What a nice restaurant! I should go inside and see if they a free table for an exhausted little cat, for me of course, who else? I was the most luckiest cat from the world, I took the last table (the one near the toilet but with an excellent view) and I ordered a big plate of crabs with butter, delicious! I paid for, and here I am, outside the restaurant continuing my expedition.So, where I was going? Never mind, let’s go home! I need a nap.

Color of the day – cat color

I have the right and what do I do with it?

I have a big problem with those who say that they have finished high superior schools but they have no idea about what they have studied there.

I’m totally agreed that everybody has the right to study, but not everybody can do that, at least not some illiterates like some of mayors or deputies.

The intelligence is not for everybody and also nor the universities. If outside of my country the private universities are prestigious institutions, inside of our borders this kind of buildings (also called universities) cover under their roofs a lot of idiots, fools, dunces, noodles, goofs and dolts, I admit not only them.  And many of them come to lead us, because they have the right diploma and/or the proper connection with the political stuff (If you notice somehow a shadow of regret that I’m not up on the hierarchy, read twice – my diploma is in mathematics and IT, I have no idea about politics).

Now it’s about the access of idiots “to study” even if that verb doesn’t reflect their activity there. Why the universities don’t choose their students from those who like to learn, who will be able to build a real career based on what they studied there, from those for which a book is more precious than a “chair”? I’m pretty sure there are many of these which are staying outside of universities walls because of a lot of fools – fools on the both sides - students and leaders.

For our high schools a portfolio is almost equal to the thickness of the pocket and therefore between hypocrisy and intelligence has left no difference.

Be smart and avoid that kind of schools! Let them to have the privilege of being idiots!

Color of the day – color snow

Tale of a coffee cup

Yesterday, my coffee cup, seated on the table, looked very nervous – I said, maybe the coffee is hot and I moved on to my routine. The coffee did seem to be neither too hot nor too cold, was just perfect to refresh my morning, but still something was wrong, so I let it tell me what. And “she” told me…

Every morning I have to be prepared for your coffee, said the cup, and every morning you left me before you have awakened. Every morning you were looking at me with your empty and sleepy eyes without saying me a word. Every morning you were ignoring me and talking about how good the coffee is, bun nothing about me. Every morning you were reading the newspaper instead of asking me about the course of world.

I was watching you for the last 10 years, day after day, doing the same thing, drinking the same type of coffee, looking to the same sleepy person, talking with the same pet and never touching me differently.

Your fucking ROUTINE, you have no time to see me, finally said the coffee cup.

What I have understood from its tale? Try to live your life differently every day, the only routine should and have to be your morning wake up!

Color of the day - my coffee color :))

Lucky me, the wheel is round... / Bine ca roata e rotunda…

...otherwise a lot of good deeds would remain unpunished, but unfortunately diametrically opposed is a point and only one.

Even if, in accordance with the law, we cannot be punished twice for the same offense, sometimes I hardly want that circle to have more than one point in the opposite diameter.

I know what I have in mind can be easily understood as revenge, but as I like to continue this "Revenge is a weapon for fools" complementary should be <fool is the one who will not use it>, hardly I would want as of a point on the circle to oppose a vast arc of it.

You have "helped" us while we slept, but be careful; we start to wake up so you better try to stay awake! You could have part of the same help as you give us.

While we dreamed of a lifetime you built it, while we dreamed of a child you throw away in the street a few hundred, while we dreamed that we live a live, you have lived it, and while we dreamed of ... you had everything we dreamed and were still not enough for you.

…caci altfel multe fapte bune ar ramane nepedepsite, dar ce pacat ca diametral opus este un punct si doar unul.

Chiar daca, in acord cu legea, nu poti fi pedepsit de 2 ori pentru aceeasi fapta, uneori tare as vrea ca cercul ala sa aiba mai mult de un punct opus in diametru.

Stiu ca ceea ce am in minte poate fi lesne inteles ca razbunare, dar cum imi place mie sa continui zicala „Razbunarea este arma prostului” prin <prost e cel ce n-o foloseste>, tare-as mai mai vrea ca unui punct pe cerc sa i se opuna un vast arc al acestuia.

Ne-ati „ajutat” in timp ce noi dormeam, aveti grija insa, incepem sa ne trezim asa ca mai bine ati incerca sa stati treji! Sa n-aveti parte de acelasi tip ajutor.

In timp ce noi visam la o viata voi v-o cladeati, in timp ce noi visam la un copil voi aruncati in strada cateva sute, in timp ce noi visam ca traim voi traiati, in timp ce noi visam voi ... aveati tot ce visam noi si tot nu va era suficient.