New year, new plans!

Hello my dearies,

Firstly, let me say a very Happy New Year to all of you. I haven’t been much on the blog lately, and it seems that I have been making a habit of that! Nevertheless, quite a few things have happened ever since I’ve last posted and I felt like I needed to catch up with you all.

One of the best and biggest things that have happened so far was that I got engaaaaged!!  My dear boyfriend fiancee has proposed and now I am *excitedly* making wedding plans.  Since we have been together for so long, I have to admit that I thought that this moment will never quite arrive. But, nevertheless, I said a very big YES!


So, as the very excited future bride that I am, I have booked myself tickets for this year’s National Wedding Show at Olympia. I am thrilled to go and try dresses, gather inspiration for everything from flowers and table decors and honestly, just to have a lovely time with the girlies. A couple of my friends from work have agreed to accompany me and this is definitely the time for me to be all girly and indulge in the beauties that the fair will offer.

Secondly, with the New Year in, I have changed also my job – still at the same company, but working on something more exciting. I have now become a Project Assistant and I am delving in in new legislation, methodologies and exciting developments for our internal platform! Last year has taken quite the toll on me mentally speaking, so having to work on something new but still surrounded by the same lovely people it will be a very interesting experience.

Now with all of this happening, I have actually started to improve my moods bit by bit and not let myself fall into the pit of anxiety and overthinking.

It feels like I have started a natural process of healing – and I am complaining.

For the coming months ahead I don’t have have that much planned – I have decided to take one day at the time and later in the year, to actually make some plans for the future (this of course excludes all the wedding plans!!).

I have got some ideas that relate to the blog as well, but I don’t want to make any promises neither to myself not to you, just yet – as I don’t *actually* know how things will develop.

But, if there is one thing for sure, is that I want to be more active and to share more of my year with all of you.

If you guys have any suggestions about what you’d like me to write more about, let me know!

In the mean time, stay safe.


Csilla x



Sunday mornings and anxiety

It’s been a while (again) since I have actually sat down and written something, so here I go again with my ranting about things.

One thing, in particular.

So I’ve had to buy my tickets to fly back home yesterday, and trust me, it was no fun. Although I love traveling and I have zero issues with getting on a plane, the whole planning process before it’s a hell of a nightmare.

For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about, it’s called Generalized Anxiety Disorder and it affects roughly about 30% of adults in their life and it basically generates excessive worrying, restlessness, muscle tension, and the symptoms usually appear during minor matters, such as, in this case, buying plane tickets.

For those of you already familiar with lovely feeling, welcome aboard, I salute you!

So, back to the point in question.

At some point yesterday afternoon I decided that it’s actually time to buy my tickets to fly home ( *la best friend is getting maaaaarried*) before they got expensive af and I was already planning this scenario in my head:

  1. Check the bank account
  2. Double-check the days you’ve booked off work
  3. Check the calendar – again
  4. Open Skyscanner
  5. Oh wait, I need to re-check the days I actually will fly out
  6. Also, where should I fly? Cluj or Debrecen? Which one is closer?
  7. Is it going to be too expensive?
  8. Breathe, breathe, breathe
  9. You’re doing fine.
  10. Breathe, breathe, breathe
  11. You can get these tickets, you’ve done it a million times before
  12. Okay, fine, let’s do this.

And then, my heart started racing like crazy, my palms were sweaty and I decided to just close off the web browser. But then I realised I ACTUALLY NEEDED TO BUY THE TICKETS, so back to the matter at hand.

After carefully calculating how much would it cost me to buy separately the tickets: one way and then return compared to a return ticket and checking the landing times, I decided I will just be reckless and book the tickets, hoping that all the personal details entered were correct and that the departing and landing times match the days in the calendar.

So, one hour and twenty minutes later, my heart stopped racing, the tickets were bought. (*YAY*). I informed la bestie that pretty much is everything sorted and that was it.

I know that this sounds a little bit exaggerating to some of you, but this is how it genuinely feels to do some of the little things in life.

For some, is just as easy as breathing, but for others, it can get quite stressful.

Are any of you feeling the same when booking traveling tickets? What is your thought process? I would love to find out!

In the mean time, just breathe.


Csilla x

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Small Great Things review

True confession: The reason we don’t talk about race is because we do not speak a common language.

‘Small great things’ by Jodi Picoult is a story about an African-American delivery nurse, Ruth Jefferson, who is charged with the murder of Turk and Brittany Bauer’s newborn son.


It is a story filled with lessons to be learned, with the perspective of a deeper understanding of the judicial system’s racial prejudice.

The one thing that I did not expect when I bought this book was the feeling of guilt that I felt once I have finished it.  We live in a world where the racial discrimination is done in plain sight and people are no longer ashamed of hiding it. I consider myself to be a person that doesn’t judge people by their skin colour or religion, beliefs or sexual orientation; but now that I finished Picoult’s book, I cannot help but ask myself if that is entirely true.

This book is written from different POV’s, just as I am used to with Jodi Picoult’s style, and the narrative is constructed in a way that connects entirely the different emotional levels onto which the story unfolds.

I have to say, although at first Ruth was my favourite character and I rooted for her every moment of the story; my perspective changed slowly. I think that Kennedy McQuarie, Ruth’s defendant is a perfect example of why it’s so hard challenging problematic for some of us to sometimes understand what people of colour have to deal with on a day to day basis.  One of my favourite quotes from the book is (bear with me, it’s quite long):

Most of us think the word racism is synonymous with the word prejudice. But racism is more than just discrimination based on skin colour. It’s also about who has institutional power. Just as racism creates disadvantages for people of colour that makes success harder to achieve, it also gives advantages to white people that make success easier to achieve. It’s hard to see those advantages, much less own up to them.

This book is a page-turner, but it’s also a book I found hard to read. Not because the language and style used were foreign to me, but because of the issue tackled.  Reading about the white supremacist couple and how they perceived race made me sick to my stomach, but also made my heart beat stronger and stronger. It’s sad to think that we live in a world where these people still exist.


I’m not going to tell you line by line about what happens in the book, but I am going to tell you this. ‘Small Great Things’ is an eye opener; it is a book that makes you question your moral beliefs and your perception of the world, and also, probably will bring a tear to your eyes.

Pride is an evil dragon; it sleeps underneath your heart and then roars when you need silence.

You can buy the book here.

Have you read ‘Small Great Things’? What did you think of it?



Csilla x

I’m back!

Hi guys!

It’s been three months since I have turned off my blog and decided to take a break from everything media and writing related and so much has happened!

Hundreds of notifications on Twitter from the lovely bloggers I follow, Trump is President-elect (What?), we witnessed the Super Moon and I got a new job! (*yaaay*).

Simply put, I am glad I decided to be back.

To be completely honest with you, when I have decided to turn the blog off I thought I am going to be doing an incredible amount of research for awesome blog posts, invest in an awesome camera, and even more, invest in a more awesome self. But then life kicked in, and I just did not have the time to do all that and I had to prioritise.

So just to give you a quick update, I am currently investing more time in becoming a better self, in spending more time with the loved ones and in developing more of my cultural knowledge.

Writing this blog has been such a pleasure, because I was able to put whatever came into my mind, without being limited by the structured facade of a specifically themed blog.  I know that this doesn’t bring me extra 1000 followers every month, but for those that still read my non-sense, thank you! You’re awesome!

So that is pretty much it. I am back, with a strong will of writing more often and keeping you updated of the latest things going through my mind.

Extra information for those interested: I am open to collaborations and to guest bloggers, should you want to. Just drop me an email and we can discuss about it 🙂

I wish you all a happy weekend.


Csilla x



Damn you, cancer

There are moments like tonight, when you learn something that shakes you to the roots and makes you wonder why some things happen. Today, another young soul has lost the battle to leukaemia and without wanting, has surrendered.

This young soul has lost this terrible battle after finding out she was healthy again, just days after she’d arrived home to her safe haven. I didn’t know Alida personally, but I followed her story on her blog, her friends’ Facebook pages, through my personal recearch of acute lymphoblastic leukemia and I had hoped she would get better.

When she returned home, I even wished her a warm welcome and I was truly happy for her.I have lost so many people to cancer that honestly, I have lost count. Alida’s story is a touching one and not the only one.

Only 22 years old, with great hopes for the future and with a burning desire to be a hero, Alida’s story has abruptly ended after battling with cancer since 2013.

I was reading her entire blog tonight and by the time I finished, my cheeks were burning with tears.

No. 39 Be a hero. Pentru a deveni un erou, va trebui mai intai sa imi dau seama ce anume defineste un erou. Plus va trebui sa fiu foarte atenta si sa imortalizez momentul deoarece se spune ca meseria de erou este cea mai scurta din lume.”

“No. 39. Be a hero. To become a hero, I will have to figure out first what exactly does define a hero. Besides, I’ll have to be very careful and capture the moment because they say the job of a hero is the briefest in the world “

The one thing that baffles me the most is this: why is it that cancer has not been beaten yet? How is it that in this world we’re living in, with so much technological advancement, we haven’t found a cure yet?

This world is losing great people, and it’s just so hard to keep hearing news like this. You know how they say you don’t need to know someone to understand their story? Well, that’s how I felt about Alida. I didn’t met her personally, we never spoke online either, but we had a common friend. I learnt about Alida’s story through my friend and ever since, I was hoping she would get better. And she did, slowly and bit by bit.

I just feel so angry  frustrated about her passing… I wish there could be more battles won than lost, more cancer survivors, or even better, less cancer to destroy our cells.

How do you come to terms with the idea that someone that young has lost this battle, this terrible fight?

Rest in peace, beautiful Alida…


You can read Alida’s story here:




Not so late-night thoughts


It feels like forever since I last posted something that was going through my mind. But tonight, it feels more like I have several levels of thoughts going on.

Firstly, I am finally coming to terms with the fact that the world is not as lovely as I thought and that you can find mean people everywhere. But that doesn’t mean that you have to stop working for your dreams or that you have to outwit someone just to feel better.

As human beings, I believe we have to be better everyday. Better to each other, better at doing things, better at believing in ourselves. Because if we are not better, then what is there left for us?  For the past few years everything has been changing at an increasing speed – sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse.

I never thought I would experience a world where there is war, a world where innocent people are being hurt, but oh, I was so naive. I grew up believing that everybody has something good and positive to offer.  I thought everybody had a story that can teach us something meaningful and good, but now, as I am in my almost mid 20s, I realise that we’ve become so selfish and we’ve put aside our sense of loving and caring and made space for fights that shouldn’t be fought or for technology that should bring us closer rather than divide us.

Then, there is other thing.

I realised I have stopped doing the things I liked because I was to busy to live. Not to necessarily enjoy the life, but to live as plainly and as ordinarily as possible. I became the person I promised never to become: dull, caught in the daily routine, too tired to smile a little more. But now, I’ve made a promise to myself,one that will get me through the days with a meaning, with a true meaning. I will enjoy more sunrises and rains, more outdoor activities, more books, more time spent with friends and family.

We are often stuck in this circle of life and it takes quite some time to realise we haven’t exactly achieved something. I think that the true meaning of having lived is when you wake up in the morning and no matter how many responsibilities lie ahead, you can smile and believe in yourself.

That’s the most important part; being at peace with yourself, with what you can offer and with how you can become a better person.

Oh, and did I mention that sometimes the people around you are those who can make you feel better?

Those who believe in your ideals, those who help you achieve your dreams, those who stand by you no matter what. They say a flower doesn’t ask another flower when it blooms, it just does and that’s what we should remember, too.


At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter how many likes and shares you get on social media platforms, but the laughters that circled your lips.

And remember:

“The greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires, but in his integrity and his ability to affect those around him positively” – Bob Marley


Csilla x


FreePrints: Free photos delivered to your door

In a world where the visual online presence is a must and memories are remembered through shared photos, I decided to keep it a little more vintage.

I am a shutterbug and I love keeping photo albums. Sure, many of them are shared on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter but the ones that really matter to me are the ones I decide to put in a photo album so that 10,20 years from now on I can look at and just smile. I started printing out photos back in the 2000s when I was still a kid and I remember spending most of my pocket money on them.

But now, I don’t have to worry anymore about that.

I have recently discovered an app called FreePrints that not only prints out my photos, but also delivers them to my door.

And you know what’s the great thing about them? They are free!

So, what do I really get for free?

Every month I get to choose up to 45 6X4 photo prints, so that’s 500 photos per year! That’s about two full photos albums! The photos are printed on glossy photo paper and they come in high quality.

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting them to be so professionally looking and I was quite sceptic in the beginning.  Free photos? There must be a trick or something. So I decided to select a regular photo and an edited one as well, just for the sake of comparison. But when I received them, I was pleasantly surprised to see that they were true to my screen image.

However, there are a few things you do have to pay for.

If you decide you need more than 45 photos a month or different sizes – the app let’s you choose what size and tells you how much it costs. The postage and packing are not free, but they’re as little as £1.49 and never more than £3.99. When I first ordered my photo I received a discount and I only paid £0.50 for the postage! The photos usually arrive within 3-5 working days and they come nicely packed in two envelopes so that they don’t get damaged.  The app allows you to pay through PayPal, which I find hassle free and very easy to use.


You can get the app: Apple Store , Google Play Store and also on Amazon Apps.

Have you guys tried it? Let me know about your experience!


Csilla x


This is a disclaimerThe mentioned product(s) have not been sent to me for reviewing or commercial purposes and this is my personal opinion and experience.