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Nu-i Parcul Mare, da’ merge.Una dintre cele mai mari bucurii de când am plecat din Cluj e că am descoperit orașe mai ver...
27/02/2026

Nu-i Parcul Mare, da’ merge.

Una dintre cele mai mari bucurii de când am plecat din Cluj e că am descoperit orașe mai verzi. Că biata frunte ardelenească e verde doar pentru… că are un tramvai electric. Sau două…? Nem tudom…

-mad-dump-
24/02/2026

-mad-dump-

I think this is the most dramatic period of my life. So far.Dramatic in the sense of not giving a f**k and giving all th...
20/02/2026

I think this is the most dramatic period of my life. So far.
Dramatic in the sense of not giving a f**k and giving all the f**ks at the same time.

I went back to university a few months before turning 30 to study Performing Arts. I left a city where I was “somebody” in my small community, organizing events, leading workshops, having opinions that mattered, and suddenly I was the mammoth in the first-year classroom.

Then, just when I got used to it, I left again. Scholarship in Madrid. Another country. Another culture. Another identity shift.

Lonely and fulfilled in the same breath. Crying and grateful at the same time.

I turned 31 studying for a literature exam and realized something: for the first time, work didn’t feel like a burden. It felt like discovery.

And yeah… I might have become that person who says, “Your perspective will change so much in time.”
The one who used to annoy me at 20. So what?

Top picks from today
19/02/2026

Top picks from today

Yeah, I use ChatGPT, a lot!I could talk more about this, but not now. I’m writing this on my way to training, and I’m po...
17/02/2026

Yeah, I use ChatGPT, a lot!
I could talk more about this, but not now. I’m writing this on my way to training, and I’m posting it just to have something up — to show myself that I’m consistent.
Ciao!

What do I need to tell you to make you share one of your cringe stories?Come on — just write it in the comments.
15/02/2026

What do I need to tell you to make you share one of your cringe stories?

Come on — just write it in the comments.

All written down so I won’t forget.
14/02/2026

All written down so I won’t forget.

Hello, I am Raluca Pelin.I can say I am a performer, or an actress, or a puppeteer… but what am I? I am still studying t...
13/02/2026

Hello, I am Raluca Pelin.

I can say I am a performer, or an actress, or a puppeteer… but what am I? I am still studying this, so can I say that or not?

The thing is, I have wandered around the idea of who I am so much, and I don’t think a job defines who we are. We are more than a position. At the same time, that title opens doors that are heavier to open in a different way.
So I am a student now. I started acting school in my 30s. Before that, I was practicing different types of art in an urge to search for expression and healthy coping mechanisms, and stubbornly I chose theatre because it felt the most complex. And it is. But honestly, a definition cannot define the individual experience, so for me, it was the most mind-blowing.

I am a trainer, a teacher. I love working with people. I love seeing them do the things they are so sure they will never be able to do. I miss teaching. I felt like a fraud because I had no formal school behind me, only some books, some trainings, and some certifications… so I went to school. To get a diploma.

I am also an engineer, and that’s the funniest part, because I finished mechanical engineering — a field I never worked in. But I mention it when I am asked, just to creep people out.

So… what else am I? But am I really that? What am I when this is over? Or if I am never able to do “what I am,” am I really that?

I am a safe space, a good friend, and a choleric person. I am a woman, but I know I am not only my gender. I am what I do — lazy, active, creative, anxious, courageous. I am French fries, a stew, the meal prep I enjoy doing so much. I am a ninja, a fighter. I am Kafka’s bug.

Hello, I am Raluca Pelin.I can say I am a performer, or an actress, or a puppeteer… but what am I? I am still studying t...
13/02/2026

Hello, I am Raluca Pelin.
I can say I am a performer, or an actress, or a puppeteer… but what am I? I am still studying this, so can I say that or not?
The thing is, I have wandered around the idea of who I am so much, and I don’t think a job defines who we are. We are more than a position. At the same time, that title opens doors that are heavier to open in a different way.
So I am a student now. I started acting school in my 30s. Before that, I was practicing different types of art in an urge to search for expression and healthy coping mechanisms, and stubbornly I chose theatre because it felt the most complex. And it is. But honestly, a definition cannot define the individual experience, so for me, it was the most mind-blowing.
I am a trainer, a teacher. I love working with people. I love seeing them do the things they are so sure they will never be able to do. I miss teaching. I felt like a fraud because I had no formal school behind me, only some books, some trainings, and some certifications… so I went to school. To get a diploma.
I am also an engineer, and that’s the funniest part, because I finished mechanical engineering — a field I never worked in. But I mention it when I am asked, just to creep people out.
So… what else am I? But am I really that? What am I when this is over? Or if I am never able to do “what I am,” am I really that?
I am a safe space, a good friend, and a choleric person. I am a woman, but I know I am not only my gender. I am what I do — lazy, active, creative, anxious, courageous. I am French fries, a stew, the meal prep I enjoy doing so much. I am a ninja, a fighter. I am Kafka’s bug.

No more resolutions for me.I looked back at 2025 and I’m shocked by how much happened. Highlighting it felt impossible. ...
31/01/2026

No more resolutions for me.

I looked back at 2025 and I’m shocked by how much happened. Highlighting it felt impossible. It was like winning an award and having to thank everyone — knowing I’d clumsily forget someone important. And I did. Not because they don’t matter, but because there was too much life to fit into one post.

Everything I do happens because there’s a team behind me. My people. People who don’t know each other, and maybe don’t even realize they’re part of the same team.

For a long time, I’ve been carrying my what ifs and my not enoughs. So long that without them, I almost feel incomplete.
And looking back, I don’t see achievements — I see life. Clumsy, stupid, beautiful, hard, soft, sh*tty, meaningless and meaningful.

I finished my first year of acting school. Started the second. Cried my ass off over things I miss and things I’m grateful for. Fell in love — not only with the craft I chose as a life path, in ways I didn’t expect. Moved to another country. And somehow, alongside all of this, I carried a sense of meaninglessness. A lack of purpose. A constant inner judge — because some imagined objective for the year wasn’t met.

Yeah… I don’t even remember my resolutions. F**k that!

Looking back, I see that everything I did contributes to something that’s still forming. I can feel the changes happening day by day. Missed castings, late classes, last-minute papers — inconsequential in the end.

So no more resolutions for 2026!
Only thirst — to dig more, find more, learn more, laugh more, cry more, f**k more, love more, experience more.
No new year, new me — because the old me is already incredible. What she did yesterday is what I get to apply today.
No more setups. Just repolishing the old. Because all those so-called “old versions” are exactly what made today happen.

Ready, as always, I go on.

Mundane, mundane, mundane.I hate when I feel so good in the moment —and then the wide eyes of the internet make me feel ...
09/10/2025

Mundane, mundane, mundane.
I hate when I feel so good in the moment —
and then the wide eyes of the internet make me feel like all that importance is reduced to nothing.

But mundane is good.
Mundane is real.
Mundane is sustainable.
Mundane is my life — even when it slips out of the ordinary sometimes.

✨coffee in bed and a little journaling✨
25/09/2025

✨coffee in bed and a little journaling✨

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