Last night I went to the Women's Day Party which was organized by the company I am working for. I didn't expect it to be that pleasant actually... from the first insights not many people subscribed so I thought to myself this party would be a fiasco but eventually it proved to be quite all right. I even had some quality time at the restaurant we all met. The afterparty was held in Avi-Cola, of course! So crowded!!!! Unbelievable! I felt as if I was dancing in one of those old Romanian train carriages. We were all rubbing against each other, dancing like crazy and enjoying the 90s tracks. Returned home at around 3 a.m., had a few hours of sleep and came at the office at 8 a.m.... so I am curious about how this day is going to unfold, so far I hang on pretty well but at a certain time I might collapse :D.
Just a few pictures for you to get the general feeling of the party!
All in all, thumbs up for E.ON!
I enjoy drinking. It loosens people up and stimulates conversation. Somehow it's like
RăspundețiȘtergeregambling; you go out for a night of drinking, and you don't know where you'll end up the
next morning. It could be good, it could be a disaster. It's a throw of the dice.
The difference between suicide and slow capitulation.
That's what real love amounts to — letting a person be what he really is. Most people love
you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending — performing. You
get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act — and the sad thing
is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their
chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate
you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession.
The future is uncertain and the end is always near.