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In 24 octombrie 1990, in timp ce, la televizor, Ac Milan si Brugge se duelau in Cupa Campionilor Europeni, eu ma chinuiam de zor sa inscriu primul gol in lumea asta. Si da-i si impinge si loveste si impinge iar! “Nooooo…clar ii fotbalist!” ranjeau mandri Petricii, care nici macar nu banuiau ca alea nu-s ceva scheme de jucator de liga 1, ci piruete si flic flacuri de balerina. Ma rog, dupa cateva reprize lungi si vreo 12 ore de prelungiri (nu de alta, dar Petricii nu s-au lasat dusi la spital pana nu au vazut si Mostenirile familiei Guldenburg), am inscris! Ce sa fac, mi-am dorit prea mult victoria, asa ca iata-ma aici, 27 de ani mai tarziu, povestindu-va patania.

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On October 24, 1990, while AC Milan was playing against Brugges in the European Champions Cup, I was struggling to score for the first time in this world. I pushed and hit and the pushed again. “OOOO he’s gonna be a football player” that’s what my parents were proudly thinking.
At that time they did not even suspect that those were not a first league player’s moves, but a ballerina’s pirouettes. Anyway, after a few long breaks and about 12 hours of overtime (because the Petrics did not go to the hospital until they saw one more episode of the Guldenburg Family), I finally won! What can I say, it seems that I really wanted that victory, so look at me now, 27 years later, telling you the story.

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Doua-zeci-si-sapte! OMG! Inainte de a deschide sampaniile, va rog eu, ciupiti-ma careva, sa fiu sigura ca e adevarat! Ok. Este. Petricii si datele din buletin pot sa confirme, asa ca la multi ani mie si bun venit voua!
Cu mari emotii, si pentru un dublu motiv de sarbatoare, azi declar redeschisa “casuta” mea virtuala si va invit cu drag, ca de acum inainte sa imi treceti pragul. Stiu ca am lipsit ceva vreme si chiar nu am nimic de spus in apararea mea ( e clar, toata facultatea aia de drept a fost in zadar!). Important e ca de azi ma intorc, cu vibe bun si mult entuziasm, hotarata sa raman in online, dar si in inimile voastre(sper), mult timp de acum incolo.

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Twenty-seven! OMG! Before I open the champagne, please, pinch me, just to make sure it’s true! Okay. It is. The Petrics and my identity card data can confirm, so happy birthday for me and a warm welcome for you!
I’m so excited to reopen my virtual home’s doors for you, hoping that starting from today, it will be a pleasure for you to visit me. I know it took me way to long to come back, and I must confess that I have nothing to say in my defense ( oh, that law school was completely useless). But now I’m​ back, with a good vibe and a lot of enthusiasm, determined to stay online and in your hearts (I hope) for a long time.
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De ce tocmai azi? Pentru ca azi e ziua in care mai adaug un an la CV si chiar daca 27 asta e inca un pas incet, dar sigur, spre 30, va jur ca nu m-au luat depresiile si ca ma simt exact ca la 17 (bine…cu vreo 3 credite in plus si tot atatea kilograme). Nuuuuu…Stati, sa nu ne intelegem gresit! Nu teribilista si iresponsabila! Asa…de neoprit!

(en)
Why today? Because today I add another year to my resume, and even if this is just one more step to 30, I swear I did not get depressed and that I feel just like 17 (well. .. with about 3 extra loans and about as many pounds). Wait…let’s be clear! Not defiant and irresponsible! Unstoppable! This is the word!

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Pe bune acum, sa zica cineva, ca n-au fost aia cei mai frumosi ani! 17 ani era varsta la care eram atat adultul care incepea sa isi doreasca, cat si copilul care nu incetase sa creada ca se poate. Daca stau sa ma gandesc mai bine, la 17 ani, eram invincibila. A fost varsta la care mi-am luat viata in maini si am pornit pe drumul care m-a adus unde sunt astazi, varsta la care aveam doza aceea de curaj si inconstienta care ma facea sa cred ca nimic nu e imposibil, indiferent de ce credeau sau spuneau altii. Varsta la care m-as intoarce oricand, fara sa clipesc, nu pentru lipsa grijilor si a ridurilor, ci pentru puterea pe care o aveam pentru a-mi urma visurile ( bine…si pentru spriturile pe care le puteam bea fara sa ma doara capul :)) Varsta pe care chiar imi doresc sa o retraiesc acum, la 27 si pe care v-o doresc si voua, o viata intreaga.

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Well, somebody dares​ to say that those were not one of the best years! At 17 I was both the adult who was beginning to want and the child who had not stopped thinking it was possible. If I’m thinking better, when I was 17, I was invincible. I took my life into​ my own hands and started on the road that brought me where I am today. That’s when I had the courage​ to think everything was possible, no matter what the others thought or said. Without any doubt, I would love to live those times again, not for lack of worries and wrinkles, but for the power I had to follow my dreams (well … and for drinking wine without any headaches :)) This is the life that I want to live again, now, at 27 and I really wish for you to be able to do the same.

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Asa ca de dragul vremurilor trecute si ale celor ce vor urma si pentru ca blogul asta sa porneasca cu dreptul, anul asta, cu cateva zile inainte de ziua mea, m-am reintors in locul care a fost si va ramane pentru totdeauna acasa: Cluj. Si nu, asta nu e un articol de travel. N-o sa va vorbesc despre strada in oglinda din Cluj, sau despre evenimentele la care puteti participa acolo, nici despre muzeul satului sau gradina botanica, nici despre atmosfera si mancarea delicioasa de la Samsara. Nu, e despre locurile care poate pentru altii nu inseamna nimic, dar pentru noi inseamna tot, locuri de care ne leaga amintiri si carora noi le-am dat o insemnatate aparte, chiar daca nu au prins podiumul de top 3 must see in niciun ghid turistic.

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So in the memory of the good old times and because I wanted to start this blog the right way, this year, a few days before my birthday, I returned to the place that was and will forever be my​ home: Cluj.​ And no, this is not a travel article. I will not talk about the street in the mirror of Cluj, about the events you can attend there, about the village museum or the botanical garden, about the delicious atmosphere and food from Samsara. No, this article is about places that we love because we have memories that relate us to them, places that are special for us, even if they are not a must see tip in a travel guide.

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Nu stiu pentru voi, dar pentru mine exista o multime de astfel de locuri, in care ma intorc mereu cu emotie si cu drag, cand mi-e dor, sau cand vreau sa imi aduc aminte, mai ales in Cluj.
Uneori mi-e dor sa o iau la pas pe Strada Republicii, ca in vremurile din liceu, in care economiseam banii de autobuz, ca sa mai bem un suc cu gasca, in centru, sa trec pe langa Palatul Copiilor, unde mergeam la antrenamentele de dans, pentru ca mai apoi sa ma opresc in fata Teatrului National, cu emotii, stiind ca am fost si eu candva pe scena aia si sa ma asez pe o banca in fata catedralei, cum o faceam atunci cand inca nu aveam nevoie de telefoane ca sa ne dam intalnire si sa ne vedem la ora fixa.

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I do not know it is to you, but for me, there are a lot of places where I always come back with emotion and love, when I miss, or when I want to remember, especially in Cluj.
Sometimes I miss walking​ on Republicii Street, like in the high school times, when we were saving money on the bus, just so we could have a juice, on a terrace, in the city center. I miss passing​ past the Children’s Palace, the place where I took dance lessons, and to stop in front of the National Theater with emotion, knowing that I was once on that stage. I miss sitting on a bench in front of the cathedral as I did in times when we did not need phones when we wanted to meet or to be in time

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De data asta mi-am dorit pur si simplu sa privesc orasul de sus, de pe Dealul Cetatuii, punctul de belvedere al orasului, locul in care acum 10 ani, admiram apusul si zambeam spre viitor. Acelasi lucru il fac si acum. Am 27 de ani si asta e doar inceputul!

Ce bine e sa revii in locuri care iti dau aripi!

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This time I just wanted to watch the city from above, on Cetatuii Hill, the place where 10 years ago, I was admiring the sunset and dreaming about the future. Today I do the same. I’m 27 years old and this is just the beginning.

It’s good to come back to the places that give you wings!

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