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Rememberance

2011-05-31T15:11:00.000-07:00

You are the fixed object of my admirative gaze
Sweetness? The mere thought of it made me decidedly spat
Until you brought me candies and
sort of changed all that.
I neither forgot you, nor ran away,
I just took the blaze
life sent my way. Your 'magicality'
beyond any wrong or right
continues fascinating me- queer mixture of a punk and knight!

If love takes will, right now I will not...

2011-05-23T12:01:00.001-07:00

We don’t want to wait, we want to just press, not a button, but an icon, and have it our way.

We hate traffic jams but we all buy cars, we all want to be Eco friendly but we’re mostly artificial bearing in our chests little hearts made of plastic.

Scarce place for romance, we want to live it up and throw it away like waste, in a rush to consume as much as we can, to take, never give! Love used to last for life, now its maximum life span is 3 years, but most times it only takes us a variable number of months to undergo the process and start all over again with the same stupid enthusiasm and the same mumbo jumbo promises. We always make love, never have sex, yet we’re all smooth players.

We are all friends, speaking politically correct, but we hate each other’s guts; we want to know it all but we hate the truth and refuse to accept it when it stands out right in front of us. We want to become better, but we secretly assume we’re perfect. The most perfect.

Common sense, shame, sensitivity are mere old fashioned words in the dictionary and we never open one ‘cause it’s easier to google it on our tablet PC, i-pad, i-phone, smart-phone...

Pofta buna....dragi catei!

2011-01-28T15:02:00.000-08:00

    Daca intrarea in UE ne-a scapat de shutzi, cershetori si shmenari...de ciorile care si-au luat zborul....cainii fara stapan nu pot migra spre Franta sau Germania la fratii lor cu covrigi in cozi.....nu ca n-ar face-o daca Dumnezeu i-ar fi inzestrat cu ratiune dar pur si simplu n-au aripi!
   ...au in schimb colti si o mare foame si uite asa se face ca in Romania secolului XXI oameni mor ziua-n amiaza mare sfasiati de maidanezi! Asta s-a intamplat astazi in Bucuresti in curtea ADP-ului sector 5, autoritate locala platita de noi contribuabilii!
      A cui e vina? A noastra a tuturor! A lui Ceausescu fiindca a mutat oamenii de la curte in blocuri unde nu si-au luat dupa ei potaile, a lui Basescu fiindca nu i-a omorat cand era primar(se antrena doar sa omoare cu zile populatia umana), a Brighittei Bardot ca nu i-a luat pe toti cu ea, a ONG-urilor care in loc sa adaposteasca maidanezi, spala bani...etc!
     Partea proasta e ca pana la urma nimeni nu va fi tras la raspundere pentru moartea unui om, iar maine poimaine am putea s-o patim noi....Oricare dintre noi!

Jale in Invatamantul Romanesc si in 2011

2011-01-07T16:09:00.000-08:00

Miercuri, 5 ianuarie 2011, scolile din intreaga tara si-au redeschis portile. Cu aceasta ocazie, Presedintele Senatului Romaniei, Mircea Geoana a dat un comunicat de presa prin care isi exprima parerea despre adoptarea legii educatiei de catre Guvern prin asumarea raspunderii.

Intens dezbatuta in 2010, legea educatiei continua sa starneasca numeroase controverse si in 2011. Mircea Geoana atrage atentia opiniei publice asupra faptului că legea educatiei este in neconformitate cu Pactul National pentru Educație. Acesta prevede alocarea unui buget de 6% din PIB Educatiei in timp ce in 2011 acesteia îi revin mai puțin de 4%. In plus, in opinia lui Mircea Geoana aceasta lege este o modalitate prin care Traian Basescu si Emil Boc vor sa mentina sprijinul UDMR in coalitia de guvernare. Aceasta intrucat noua lege a invatamantului acorda minoritatii maghiare numeroase drepturi, precum studierea limbii romane ca limba straina. Nu in ultimul rand, Geoana reaminteste opiniei publice dezbaterea in Senat a unei legi a educatiei diferite de cea promulgata deja.

Iata un inceput de an 2011 trist pentru soarta invatamantului romanesc. Legea educatiei nu ar trebui sa fie pretext pentru santaj intre partidele de la guvernare si nici pentru acuzatii intre Guvern si opozitie. Romania are nevoie de o lege a educatiei coerenta menita se modernizeze sistemul de invatamant , nu sa deserveasca scopuri politice. De asemenea, aceasta reprezinta o necesitate deopotriva pentru elevi si profesori si pe tremen lung pentru viitorul tarii.

In Romania...economia, politia, sistemul sanitar, cultura, sportul, salariile si iata si invatamantul sunt niste glume proaste pe banii nostri de platitori de taxe. Cand si pompierii si salvarea or sa devina glume...nu ne mai ramane decat sa ardem mocnit si sa murim incet si sigur de la Dunare la Carpati si pan' la Prut cu forme de relief variate si cu resurse naturale cu tot!

Occidentul nu uita...

2011-01-07T15:54:00.000-08:00

     O zi ca oricare alta, drumul spre servici, dimineata in tramvaiul aglomerat: pensionari, elevi de liceu, oameni de toate felurile si un tandem de nespalati , maxim 16 ani, galagiosi si pusi pe mistouri ..dar pfiu! nu trebuie sa ne pazim gentile si buzunarele...Iar asta e un lucru bun, avem mainele libere sa ne infigem degetele in urechi...pana la cot daca se poate ...injuraturile si manelele cantate de ei umplu tramvaiul care tehnic vorbind are o capacitate de 100 si de persoane + 34 de locuri pe scaune. Pana aici nimic neobisnuit pentru Bucuresti!
     Dar caretinca nu e niciodata destul de misto pt ei daca nu se iau de cineva! Simtul nativ pentru caracterele slabe sau pt aia care nu are tupeu si nu e tari in gura, le permite scursurilor sa-si gaseasca rapid victime...nu pt ironie, ci pentru jigniri desgustatoare.
mancat-as ia uite-o p-aia
ia ce gras e asta....si interpelarea....ia baiatu ce telefon ai? esti smecher ai?mi-l arati si mie!?
   Galagia lor de maimutoi doare subit mai tare in linistea nefireasca a lipsei de reactie. 2 nespalati intre 100 de oameni obisnuiti castiga pentru ca pielea lor e mai inchisa la culoare, pt ca jegul lor e mai mare ca al nostru si pt a tupeul lor e infinit si ei fac legea. De ce?
   Italia a invatat sa ii urasca, Spania asemenea iar Franta ni i-a trimis la pachet par avion.
   De ce noi romanii suntem victime indobitocite in propria noastra tara? De ce nu ne infuriem sa-i dam jos la prima in suturi? ...ne e teama ca scuipa, ca injura, ca ne taie cu lama....totusi noi suntem majoritatea insa degeaba pt ca avem privirele in pamant in loc sa tinem fruntea sus!
   Ii lasam sa ne umileasca in tara noastra si pentru asta traim in strainatate traim umilinta de nu ne fi educat rebuturile inainte sa le dam drumul sa fure-n Occident!
   Astep ziua cand cei prosti dar multi se vor trezi si nu se vor mai lasa abuzati moral...sau la portofele la fiecare colt intunecos de strada.Speranta moare ultima!

We are clichés.....

2010-11-23T00:52:00.001-08:00

Someone told something that might actually be some piece of that common knowledge I failed to take in by then, that when we’re about 14 we’re the deepest &most lucid thinkers. A little fact that made me plunge into my own pool of memories & recall what I used to write when I was 14....and... Yes! I used to have it!

What is it that makes us grown-ups less lucid & deep but nevertheless more ... bullshit?!

Experience, some say! Well, I think that experience should only make us richer & ready to stand our grounds at all costs.

Fear? Fear of getting older? Could be....but this doesn’t apply to my case since I am quite young myself! Fear of the unknown? Are we the afraid to simply uncover the ugly truth?

...Which I guess leads me to clichés! My hypothesis is as follows: once we’re passed 14, and as we think more and more shallow, we end up in resuming ourselves to clichés!

I am in love...I’m a fool... (I am afraid I’ll get hurt.)

It’s not U, it’s me... (What the hell was I thinking when we got together?!)

I am too fat, I’m disgusting! (I eat like a cow!)

My boobs aren’t big enough! (I am insecure!)

I’m a woman, I’ve got my needs! (I am unable to do what it takes to satisfy my own needs)

I am an emotional failure! (I don’t feel shit for U!)

I’ll never love again! (Some idiot/bithc fucked up my mental and I still haven’t learn to sniff them liars)

...and so on! It’s a list of fixed sentences in the media that seems endless! And what’s worse, it’s a list of sentences that we use more frequently – as we grow old and complicated- as a disguise, to hide from the ugly truth lurking in the back of our minds.

...too bad that we can never run too far away from our own inner demons! And what’s worse, the only thing that we’re getting out of it all, is that we just go down the yellow brick road to the Emerald City of madness while, still smiling wittily from behind our fixed phrases.

Meanwhile, I go for the truth, keeping it simple, wondering at every simple thing that life brigs my way, letting life surprise me....

Joe Black and the white dress

2010-10-10T06:31:00.000-07:00

      Today while I was watching Joe Black I remembered the day my best friend got married. I've known her for all my life, but that day while I was looking at her wearing that white dress, getting married to a man with whom she had had anything but a steady relationship(...and everytime they broke up she would come to me & tell me that it was for the last time), a weird thought popped up in my mind: Would that ever be me? Would I, dressed in white, undergo the same silly religious ceremony one day?
     Up to a certain age I considered that a part of' any adult's life. To my mind, marriage was as natural as the fact that my birthday comes once year, and as clear and certain as the night-day cycle. Of course, things changed once I realised I myself have become an adult sometime in the process of living.
     ....but going back to Joe Black, the next thing that came to my mind was the fact that while I can't tell whether I 'll get married, have children, live in a fancy house, get a promotion(or any of the things most people pursue), I can tell for sure that one day I'll die, too!
       Now, I'm not depressed and I'm not in a morbidly contemplative mood, but from where I'm standing, the only thing related to my life that I'm sure about is that I will die one day, near or far. It's death, rather than marriage, that's natural and clear! I, for one, am really curious about the way I'll die, 'cause I really think it's quite an experience and I'm already sorry I won't be able to write a blog about it! :))
       So, finally, why are some people afraid of death?

Postarea 1: Incantata de cunostinta

2010-09-16T12:25:00.000-07:00

Cred ca sunt nnnnnnnnnnnnn-a persoana care-si pune intrebarea asta: de ce ne facem bloguri? sau ma rog, de ce isi fac oamenii bloguri in general?
Eu una, recunosc, mi-am facut blog din nostalgie dupa mult regretatul Yahoo360. :( Acolo scriam si tot scriam si aveam nu mai stiu cate sute de friendshi cu care comunicam prin commenturi. Ce vremuri bune! Si ar mai fi un motiv, pe care nu stiu cum sa-l sintetizez dar cuprinde singuratate pasagera, nevoia de comunicare, refularea, terapia, legatura cu propria tzeasta si tot asa....