Fever when you kiss me

March 27, 2013 | patriciablaj

What a beautiful winter we’ve got this spring! Aside from that, this has been one of the best weeks of my life, not even the snow and wind and cold could ruin it for me. People are actually becoming annoyed with me jumping up and down with a beaming smile plastered all over my face. I sometimes annoy myself, so I know how they feel. I can’t help it though, I’m a bundle of energy, happiness and love that is bursting with joy at, usually, inappropriate times.
The reason of my hyperactivity is the news I got on Monday: I’ll be spending 5 weeks this summer in Japan. Five weeks in Tokyo, Kyoto and Shizuoka. I’m counting the days already.
Sadly, there’s some rain on my parade. My baby brother broke his wrist today. A colleague of his played a prank on him and it ended pretty badly. He’s okay, it doesn’t hurt badly but I’ve spoiled him a little and done his homework.

I am wearing a Zara shirt and boots, a pull and bear skirt, H&M tights and an Accessorize headband and bracelet.

Flashing my panties to the whole city.

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day!

The way to my heart is through my stomach

March 20, 2013 | patriciablaj

Although it’s not a Romanian holiday, since my name’s Patricia, we celebrated St Patrik’s day by having a family meal at the usual Japanese restaurant, Tokyo sushi. The meal started with the usual salmon croquette, then I had ramen and gyoza. My brother had the shrimp katsu, I forgot what my mom’s was called, my grandmother the chicken teriyaki and my grandfather spicy chicken yakisoba. The food was incredibly good, as always. I wish we’d go more often.

Do you like Japanese food? Thanks a lot for reading!

An hour in Agios Nikolaos

March 14, 2013 | patriciablaj

When I was with my dad in Crete we took a one-day yacht trip and we had to go aboard from Agios Nikolaos, which is a tiny, cute coastal (duh) city. We didn’t have any time to spare before the trip and sadly even before we went back to the hotel, we only had a little over an hour so we just walked around what looked like the city center and went on a souvenir hunt.

Like any other touristy town, Agios Nikolaos was filled with cute cafes and souvenir shops. I also loved the architecture in Crete’s cities. They reminded me a lot of smaller cities and fishind villages from Japan. Narrow streets, little buildings, apartments with balconies… I miss that a lot.

Thank you very much for reading! Have a nice day:)

8th of March

March 9, 2013 | patriciablaj

I celebrated the 8th of March by having a lovely lunch with my lovely mother at a restaurant called Euphoria Biergarten (I think). I had a salad and she had a soup and then we both debauched in huge desserts. Mine was a chocolate souffle and I can’t remember the name of hers, but it was equally delicious. Today was even better, though, since I got my paws on Hurts’ new album, Exile, which I’ve been looking forward to for a way too long time. The wait was worth it, my ears have reached heaven. Hurts are such an amazing band, my biggest regret is missing their concert at Summerwell last year.

These are the flowers I received from my mother and my grandparents I was so happy to find them on my desk.

The Saints of Rome

February 5, 2013 | patriciablaj

The weather has been weird lately and on top of that I caught I cold so I didn’t really feel like stripping in the snow for outfit photos last week. I felt particularly bad last night so I ditched school today. I wasn’t planning to blog today because I’m always kind of cranky and sour when I feel unwell, but I was browsing through my folders to find useless crap that should’ve been deleted long ago but I’m a messy and lazy airhead and they’re still there and I found some beautiful pictures I haven’t shared with you from my trip to Rome. I’ve been to Rome last January with my mom and it was great. The weather was incredibly nice for January, at noon we could walk around in Tshirts and the food was YUM. The only happening that ruined my travel was the fact that on the fifth day my memory card decided it would be nice to fail completely and erase EVERYTHING, every single photo I took. I changed my camera and memory card, but I’m never going anywhere without my laptop again.

Vatican was really nice though, except for the fact that I experienced one of my greatest fears there. I felt like crying, puking and killing my mom, but hey, I did it in the end without doing any. Ok, I cried, a little. I’m terrified of small spaces and mom insisted we climb up in the Sistine Chapel to see the city’s panorama and that it’s not a big climb, it’s not that high nor small(she’s been there before). I only said yes thinking I’d have a great view, but to my disappointment we were too high for great panoramas. The climb started nicely, enough space to spread both your arms, but as you went further, guess what? It was squeezing in. The final set of stairs was so narrow, I couldn’t spread my elbows. I can’t explain the terror I felt as I was climbing, to see it get more and more narrow. On the last set of stairs I started to cry and told mom I can’t do this, I was basically begging her to let me out, I was panicking and couldn’t breathe at all. Sadly there were a lot of people behind mom and obviously there wasn’t enough space for two people on those stairs so I had to suck it up and climb. When we finally got up a wave of nausea hit me when I saw how high we were and considered jumping at the thought of having to go down those stairs again. But hey, I did it. I overcame my biggest fear. Although I’m still scared of small spaces.

I was struggling to take photos, bending over fences or trying to squeeze in between the bars when this little fucker came in and decided to ruin it for me. I forgave him though, he was kinda cute. And stupid, just look at his face!

And here’s an emotionally and physically exhausted me. I miss my hair like that sometimes. Also I find it a little funny how the title for this post came to me while humming the Saints of LA from Motley Crue, nothing holy there for sure.

After my little hobo-esque break, we went into the Sistine Chapel. I’m not a religious person, but I kind of like churches, although some paintings/statues creep me out and most priests annoy me. But inside I saw, for the first time, the light. No, not god, literally the light. It was amazingly beautiful, an architectural wonder. It was my mom’s turn to beg me to leave.

I really miss Rome. It’s very different from my city, but I felt I could live there. Have you ever been to Rome? Did you enjoy it?

Tokyo

January 25, 2013 | patriciablaj

If you can’t have the city, you can at least have the food. Although it’s a little bittersweet, since I always end up comparing the food at Japanese restaurants to the one I ate when I was in Japan. I can’t believe in two months it’ll be four years since my first trip, I swear I remember everything as if it was last month.

We have two Japanese Restaurants in my city, but Tokyo Sushi is definitely my favourite. They stick close to the original recipes and I find the overall atmosphere better too. Plus we always get a seasonal appetizer, like the one in the photo above, which are meatballs made out of salmon. My parents must hate me for whenever there’s the tiniest thing to celebrate I beg them to go there.

I had an amazing sushi and writing this post makes my stomach grumble and my eyes get teary and the cravings lift sky high. The best was the roll in the middle, which had salmon teriyaki in it.

M y starved little brother who was still all red from the cold wind, the poor baby.

Little bro’s shrimp katsu. My family is already accustomed to the rule: you don’t touch your food until your crazy daughter/sister took a million photos of it.

Daddy’s gyoza and my step-mother’s salmon teriyaki box. Yum!

Again daddy’s food, some calamari (I think) rings and rice noodles.

Last but never least, the desserts: matcha cheesecake and choco magic :3

And then there’s me torturing the boy. Thanks a lot for reading and if you’re in Cluj Napoca craving Japanese food, make sure to pay Tokyo Sushi a visit. It’s worth it!

Foxy Lady

December 26, 2012 | patriciablaj

Surprise! I went all red because… I don’t know? Do we really need a reason to dye our hair? We just got bored of it, as simple and sadly, superficial as that. On top of that more and more people are getting dip dyed hair and it lost most of its appeal for me when it became common. Maybe I’ll go back to it when it stops being a trend, but until then, Jimi’s Foxy Lady will be my theme song. Or Dexter running around screaming MY HAIR IS ON FIRE, I can’t decide, really.

The day we took this photos was so cold I could barely stand still for a shot, and taking off my coat was the worst and hardest to make decision of my life.

One thing that I hate about Christmas is that it’s always below my expectations. I’m always looking forward to it for weeks, slowly building up excitement and giving in to the holiday spirit, yet when the day finally arrives I end up eating like a pig and witnessing family drama. Every year. Well, at least the food is delicious (and always too much). How have you spent these holy days? Thank you for reading! <3

Who needs a Christmas tree when you’ve got me?

December 24, 2012 | patriciablaj

I usually go for sticking some tinsel up my pants and saying I’ve got a tail, but this year I wanted to be as shiny as the tree and what wouldn’t a father do for their daughter?

One of the few good things that come with having split parents is celebrating Christmas twice. Although as I think if it now, it’s more sad than fun actually. Like a constant reminder that you’ll never have a big, loving family to sit in front of the fireplace and sing carols with. But making myself sad wasn’t the point of writing this post, therefore I should stop here.

Typically, I took a picture of the tree before we decorated it, but forgot to take one after. I’ve got a thing for B&W Christmas photography. It tones the tackiness down a little.

Here’s my brother, showing off his (non alcoholic, of course) beer. Proud midget.

We had a not very traditional dinner and what’s a decorated tree without a cheesy family portrait beside it?

I need to go now for my house is getting filled by relatives and people I had no idea I’m related to, but that’s ok. It’s Christmas. They’d better not touch my cake, though.

Dirty Love

December 19, 2012 | patriciablaj

It’s been a while since you’ve seen this cute furry face, huh? Look how much my baby’s grown! He’s not afraid of stairs anymore and he eats like a pig, he’d eat the whole planet if he could. I gave him a giant piece of ham earlier, thinking it would keep him busy for a few minutes. It didn’t, I swear it vanished in 30 seconds. Well, time flies. I can barely lift the furry bastard up now, but regardless the size he’s so full of energy I couldn’t keep him somewhere more than 5 minutes. Actually writing this makes me a little sad. It’s like yesterday he was so small I could hold him in my arms like a baby and he’d fall asleep in my lap for hours. I wonder if this is how mothers feel when their kids grow up.

As the cliche goes, there’s only one way to find out. And I’m not too keen on finding out just yet.

Lover to lover

November 22, 2012 | patriciablaj

My beloved blog and readers, I present you the beginning of a new era. That sounds too dramatic, doesn’t it? I can’t help it, I’m incredibly happy. Look what I got today! It’s obviously not bought on a whim, I’ve been struggling to raise money for this camera for two years and my parents finally took pity on me and said I’ll pay what I have and they’ll pay the rest and here is my Christmas present I still can’t believe my eyes when I see the boxes scattered around the room and my lovely camera sitting beside me on the bed. I have big plans and projects in my mind, but I’ll keep you guessing for now I hope you had a day at least half as amazing as mine. Sleep tight!

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