ioana
in quest for genuine
Saturday, March 31, 2007
My visual DNA - full match
Thursday, March 29, 2007
I am a published author!
Yes, yes, it’s surprising for me too, but hold your horses on congratulating me, and wait till you see what type of “publishing” I’m talking about (wink :))

In a total random way I was searching for tags of our company on different blogs (curios on how Google Blogseach works, you know how I am sucker for Google products). And in this randomness I stumbled upon one of my blog posts from a while ago, where I was taking about how good I feel in this team. Amused and giggling I was reading the extras from my text, and my eyes fell on the blog quoted there: it was another link than mine. Heck, I said, this Blogsearch must still be in trial, it doesn’t work right!

So I checked to link to further investigate the deviances of this Beta version. The link was working, and the post was mine all right, with title, text and everything. My eyebrow rose as I rolled my eyes over my head, jaded by the random errors in links, when I stopped...wait a minute....I rose my eyebrow even higher...this is not my accurate text...somebody has changed it.....Digging some more to understand what’s going one...here is another piece of my text....this one is not accurate either....somebody has changed it too...somebody is using my posts on THEIR BLOG!!!

Oh, my god! Oh, my god! OH, MY GOD!!!

Check out the pic below, this is an excerpt of my Simple Truths of Life post from a while ago:

And this is, curiously, The Simple Truths of Life edited by Toni, a Filipino blogger:

Detail on differences:

You know, when I first figured out this Toni is copying my text I was rage blind! Furious! Appalled! Then I burst into insane laughter!! Can you imagine this? Writing your personal blog, which you share with friends and family, and actually using someone else’s words? And I don’t mean here inspiring from another blog, but actually copying a full post head-to-tail and editing the paragraphs that don’t fit your life! It’s like I would wake up one morning saying “Oh dear, I have to update my blog today and I don’t feel like writing anything. What to do, what to do? I know, I’ll just copy-paste from someone at the other side of the world, and edit the details with the ones from life!”

Haha...hahaha...HAHAHAHA!!!!

Toni, Toni, Toni, I read your blog and you seam a nice person and all, and I totally feel flattered you can identify with what I write, but girl – be for real!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Repetitio mater studiorum est

I am constantly pissed off with my lack of discipline! Somehow my resolution of relaxing and calming myself down for a change has been turned by my twisted brain in a zero stress attitude. Of course, nothing wrong so far, just that zero stress for me equals zero discipline.


I wake up every morning around 8.30 (at 9 I should be at work) and slowly ooze myself out of sleep till 9.30, arriving at the office at a horrific 10! My Pilates classes are waiting for me since two weeks ago, but I just felt like pampering myself instead of stretching myself, so I conveniently spent the time on the couch reading. The book pile with a dozen novels and girlish books is almost extinguished, while the two poor business books I REALLY should read are lonely waiting from two months ago! I didn’t write on my blog, not my mention my damn book hasn’t progressed one miserable inch.


I know I sound angry now with these exclamation points and all the harsh words. But really, I am not, I am actually totally chilled out, and this is about the only thing that manages to piss me off: nothing pisses me off!


Some yet undiscovered trigger button in my mind decided to switch off from real life and turn on to Pinky Neverland. It’s like spending time in this one pinky puffy cotton balloon, lying comfortable on my back while listening to my favorite music and drinking margaritas! So please, I can only bear a few weeks of this, enough already, somebody switch me back to reality. I miss me!!! The me who stresses over work, who is a business literature aficionado, and who fights with workout a constant battle against cellulite!!!


I tried, do believe I tried to resuscitate myself, but I keep chilling back again. What to do? Maybe I should start it on a blackboard, like in primary school:


Must come back to reality
Must come back to reality
Must come back to reality
Must come back to reality
Must come back to reality

Must....come...back...to....reality..........

Thursday, March 08, 2007
8th of March

For all ladies in this special day, only one word: aimez! Remember to love, because...

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas,

Je vois la vie en rose.

Il me dit des mots d'amour,

Des mots de tous les jours,

Et ca me fait quelque chose.