Days of Eni's life

It's 2:20 am, and here I am at work... taking a break actually. I am too annoyed to stand out there, so I am venting a bit (way better than smoking). It takes a lot to get me to feel like this - annoyed, angry, like I could say something I wish I could take back... maybe that's why I am venting here, so I wouldn't end up doing something I might regret later. What I am trying to say here is... I AM NOT THE ENTERTAINER! My job description: cash in gas and other products people buy... be nice to people... make them feel welcome. IT DOES NOT SAY "ENTERTAIN PEOPLE"... at least not drunk ones! I love talking to people, smile at them, and be nice to all the customers. I want them to leave with a good impression, and next time come knowing that they are welcomed with a smile. I like to tell customers little jokes, make them forget for a second their troubles, and see them smile, even hear them laugh. I'm pretty good at it. Half an hour ago, two drunk guys came ...

LA MULTI ANI! Happy New Year! Boldog Uj Ev! This is my first post this year, I'd better make it good! I had the best New Year's Party. I am so glad I chose t do something a bit crazy this time - go to Szeged (Hungary).  Why do I say "crazy"? 1. I went by myself 2. I thought I spoke Hungarian fairly well, but I wasn't ready for how fast they speak there, for how they tie their words together, and it feels like one sentence is one word 3. I get out of my comfort zone VERY seldom I needed something crazy in my life, I needed to get away from the stress of work. I got at the point where I was too stressed, and I was feeling a bit down, not knowing what I was doing with my life. So I said "Yes" to the invitation of celebrating New Years in Szeged with many other YSA from Hungary. I am dead tired now. Do I regret anything? No! Did I like it? No- I LOVED it. One reason why I loved it is because I am getting a bit worn out of standing tall and strong...

I have been listening only to Christmas music this month, and it feels amazing! I am getting into the Christmas spirit, and it makes me happy. Here is a Christmas video - a piano duet and organ rendition of "Angels We Have Heard On High". sing along :D

This is a funny song, I love it. I like it just as much as going to the dentist. I am not being sarcastic, I do like going to the dentist. Some of you don't know the horrible teeth I had before 2006, when I found the perfect dentist. Here are two pictures of me at the end of 2005, to get a small idea: As you can see, having ugly, yellow, black, teeth did not stop me from having fun, and laugh. But it wasn't pretty. I went to three different dentists who tried to fix my teeth, but in the end they told me they had to extract them, and put fake ones in. I was 19,almost 20! I did not want to have fake teeth, so I just accepted the way I looked.  At the beginning of 2006, I knew for sure I would serve a mission. I knew I had a year and a half to get all my problem fixed (especially my teeth... my molars were a wreck, worse than my front teeth). I heard about a young dentist that works very cheap, so I decided to invest my scholarship in my teeth. I went to him, and he was shock...

The title sounds a bit selfish, very self-centered, right? Yes, this post is about me (just like the previous n+1 posts). But this post is about something I tried to do, but now I realize is very foolish of me to do. The other day I created a new blog -  my new blog . It was a great idea at first. I got very excited about it, it made me feel good about myself. Today, walking home, I realized it shouldn't. And you know why? The intention behind that blog was to share all the spiritual things I learn, what I feel about the gospel, and make this blog more light hearted. I also thought that I about creating a diffrent one where I can post my pictures, make it a photography blog. There you go,3 blogs: ME, MYSELF, and I. Why do I think it's a bad idea? I will tell you anyway - because it would mean presenting me to the world as 3 different people. Some would see one side of me, while others another one. I am not 3 people in one! I am Eni, the ONE and only! Yes, I do have man...

I am proud to be a Romanian! I am proud of my heritage, of the teachings I received from my parents in this beautiful country. I am grateful I got to serve a full-time mission in my country, to meet so many Romanians, to get to love them and serve them. I am grateful I got to see so many beautiful places in this country that I probably couldn't have seen otherwise. I know we, as a nation, are not perfect, and we have many things in our history, in our present also, that we cannot brag with, but I am excited to strive to improve so that anyone who meets me can say 'I like Romanians'. This is my country, and I love it. LA MULTI ANI, ROMANIA!!!

I have the tendency to talk to people on their own language. I feel like we are not on the same page if I don't. For example, talking to the missionaries in Romanian is weird! I feel like the words are void of meaning, but when we speak English, there is a connection. I know, I am weird! It is the same when I talk to my dad, I can only talk to him, and open up to him, if I speak in Hungarian. The problem arises when we have a new kid in our branch, who speaks a different language. For example, we have a new member, a 25 year old Italian guy. He got baptized two weeks ago, and he came to Romania to study ( he will probably be here for the next 6 years). He speaks very well Romanian (considering that he has been in Romania for only 3 months, his skills are very impressive), but my brain is trying hard to recover those lost memories from the Italian classes I took when I was a high school junior. It is weird that while we talk, Italian words pop into my head. Now I have a new goal: ...

Lately, being busy with work, and running everywhere to fix my problems (or my friends's), I haven't got the chance to get any good, encouraging news. All I've been hearing from coworkers and friends around here is divorces, domestic violence, and a lot of unhappiness. I started wondering what was wrong with the world today? The answer is easy - they don't have the gospel, or a strong testimony of the gospel coupled with righteous living. But I don't want to dwell on that. I started thinking of my future, of what lays ahead of me, and to be honest, I haven't got a clue. I know I want to start a family, but it is not very encouraging to do it when all I hear is divorce, suffering, and pain. It is not encouraging when I look around me, and I keep bumping into ignorant guys who have only one thing on their mind, and they don't refrain from letting me know about it. My point is, bad news coming at me from every side... Yesterday I headed out to the dentist, wh...

Sunday was the worst day at work... I made many mistakes: I forgot to fill out the entire money transfer form, I cashed in a different car wash program, I cashed something in as VISA instead of cash... at the end of my shift, I was a wreck! The secretary kept calling me in the office every half hour (I was lucky to work only 6 hours). On Monday morning, I had my boss call me in the office, and show me all the mistakes, and I had to pay for some that couldn't get fixed on paper. I was so ashamed! I was so careful all day, not to mess up! I hate  making mistakes! I am very considerate, understanding, and supportive when others mess up, but when I do, I want to disappear, I am disappointed with myself. You can imagine how I felt when the secretary came, asking me to go see my boss in the office. In my head, I went through the whole day, trying to figure out what I had done wrong, but nothing came to mind. That would make anyone feel at peace, but it made me feel worse... what had I ...

I wasn't excited about working at OMV again, but I was glad I would end up working with my friends. I am on the same shift with the two slowest workers (and they take a lot of breaks!), which is tiering. I work 13 hour shifts, and at the end of the day I am barely walking. Do you know what makes me smile about this job? 1. Working on the computer (money transfers, work with the database to issue invoices, work with this cool technology gadget to emit vignetes...) 2. Friends to joke with to make time go faster 3. Customers who leave smiling 4. Customers who recognize me on the street, smile big and greet me 5. The tips I get at the end of the day 6. Schedule: 2 days work, 2 days off 7. My boss trusting me enough to rehire me, after I left twice to chase my dreams Yes, I admit: this is not my dream job, but it's not a bad job in the end. I have 6 months now to figure out what I want to do in the future, where I want to go, where I will settle down (hopefully, if not, i...

Who would have thought that November can be such a pleasant month? Yes, there are a lot of cool celebrations, like commemorating the dead (Ziua sfintilor) and Thanksgiving (for some) and two birthdays in my family, but when I think of November I think of rain, cold, maybe even snow. Not this year though! November 16th, and I am wearing a T-shirt, and a skirt, walking through the park. I always dreamed of a mild winter, and I will probably have one this year (hopefully). Here are some November pictures:

I am sure every single one of us stopped somebody to ask for directions, or was stopped to be asked for directions. Today I had the chance to hear my coworker give directions. I forgot how fun it is to listen to him! His way of getting from Kaufland to Billa: Step 1. Turn left and drive straight Step 2. Do you know the big, white, Orthodox cathedral at the round-about? You don't turn there, keep driving straight Step 3. Do you know the bridge that goes over the train tracks? The one that goes to Micalaca? You don't go over it, just drive straight Step 4. Do you know the big baptist church on the right, after the bridge? You don't turn there, keep driving straight Step 5. Do you know train tracks bridge that you go under to get to Micalaca? that's on your left, Bila is on your right YAY!!! You got there!!! Our explanation: You turn left here, and drive straight for about 3 km, don't mind any intersections or stop lights, Bila will be on your right. It's...

Tonight was a Journey night... a good mood night. I came across this song - "Be Good to Yourself", and it got me thinking about the choices I have made this week. I decided in March to fight for myself, for the future I want for myself. why did I have to decide that? Partly because most of my decisions had been made starting from the thought of helping my family, sacrificing everything to helping them. Those were the right decisions at that time, and I am so grateful I got to make them. But as time passed, my priorities and needs changed, so I had to learn to start deciding for helping myself build a better future. It hasn't been easy, I had to find motivation to do it, and I still haven't been very motivated. I swear is so much easier to fight for someone else than for myself! But I thought I was doing just fine... until tonight, while listening to this song. I decided to move out from the place I live in now, and move in with a coworker who's a good friend ...

This why is more of a learning experience, one that changed at least the next six months of my life, and my view on life. I know a lot of you got so tired of hearing about me "still looking for a job", "no job", or other form of complaint. I had many people tell me to go back to OMV, but I didn't feel like it. Ex-coworkers, my mom, some friends... all telling me that a job at the gas station was better than no job at all, especially since winter is close, and it's expensive to make it through it. I kept praying for a job, to know where I could find something, and yet no answer. Three weeks ago I had an interview at a factory, but the work-salary ratio was ridiculous, so I told them I would only go work there if they had a job in the office, on the computer. They told me they would call me back. Two days later, they called me to go back to an interview, but for the same position, so I turned them down. I kept praying for guidance, all the answers from my ...