A Day Like Any Other…

November 10, 2014 By: WeeGee Category: Life, Love, Personale

“I like being alone. At least I convince myself that I’m better off that way. And then I met someone… […]. She changed me. And then she left… We’re better off alone. We suffer alone. We die alone. Doesn’t matter if you’re a model husband or father of the year. Tomorrow will be the same for you.”

This post changed somewhat, just before I wanted to write it, so now it’s a couple of weeks older than first intended, and has more content. And it is pretty personal, but what the heck, everyone and everything is on Facebook nowadays, might as well put some horrible stuff here and no one would see it…

Your birthday is just a day like any other. But I’ve probably never been more upset, sad, confused, vexed, angry, low and disappointed than I’ve felt in the last few months. Not necessarily any of those… states separately, but the mixture of them all, combined. The thing is… you have an experience, you make some mistakes and it fails, but you learn from those mistakes, you change for the better, or try at least, and when you have another experience you realize that those learnt lessons don’t apply… because things can and are usually different. And people, too. And you didn’t use those lessons wrong but you started the experience with the wrong assumption. There are some who don’t know how to be alone or without someone, so they may push you away with their neediness (or not, if you like it that way). And there are some who don’t know how to be with someone, and they push you away with their independence and personal freedom, with wanting everything perfect and having a zero limit for compromise, so they won’t even communicate what they don’t like. Who thought that not being superficial and actually expressing your heart and mind, somehow makes you a drama queen… probably the people who are actually afraid of living. It’s also funny when your set of values have some inconsistencies… but I guess everyone is entitled to their hypocrisies. And it’s OK to have a stick up your ass, but it’s not really OK to think that, once removed, your stick doesn’t stink…

From the “philosopher” Greg House to the philosopher Camus:
“If those whom we begin to love could know us as we were before meeting them… they could perceive what they have made of us.”

But it’s OK after all… new experience, new mistakes, new personal improvements, new lessons. Acknowledge your failures, learn from them and next time be more prepared. And remember not to change who you are, just improve where you can or need to. It’s gonna be hard, as Louis CK said. But nothing great is really simple…

Also, this video is good and fits, and it can apply to any gender, to some level at least.

And now I’m sad and disappointed again, though on another level. But, funny thing, it’s related to the same place and after only a few months. And I’m afraid this can’t go on for long, and I may have to run away…

Ending this post with another quote from another great TV series:
“My wife is seven months pregnant with a baby we didn’t intend. My fifteen-year old son has cerebral palsy. I am an extremely overqualified high school chemistry teacher. When I can work, I make $43,700 per year. I have watched all of my colleagues and friends surpass me in every way imaginable. And within eighteen months, I will be dead. And you ask why I ran?”

Un an

November 26, 2011 By: WeeGee Category: Life, Personale

On this very day… God knows I’ve postponed it for as long as I could… 😆

Un an

Mai mult Iliada si mai putin Odiseea…

August 04, 2011 By: WeeGee Category: Life, Personale, Prostii

In stilul in care cei de la Blizzard anunta un joc, apoi, dupa ceva timp, vin cu un teaser sau ceva si anunta o amanare, pentru ca aproape de data de lansare sa amane amanarea, asa si odiseea mea elena s-a transformat intr-o iliada in care m-am batut eu cu nervii mei, totul culminand cu acest cal troian numit resemnare, extrem de bine dezvoltat(a) pe meleagurile mioritice… Macar pentru “Vijeliosi” chestia asta e o strategie de marketing, iar produsele finale au fost cam… fara exceptie unele de calitate. Insa nu am inteles care e strategia si ce calitate poate iesi din schimbarea sistematica a detaliilor legate de a mea viitoare fosta odisee. Si schimbarea ca schimbarea, dar daca tot se schimba si apoi se schimba schimbarea si schimbarea schimbarii, macar sa aflu si eu de asta… dintr-un mail, un telefon, un es em es, o vorba duioasa sau, ca sa fiu in ton cu vremurile astea, una bengoasa… Asa ca, pe scurt, pentru ca nu are rost sa dau o gramada de detalii, din motive precum organizare haotica si defectuoasa, schimbari majore de ultim moment si comunicare sublima dar care a lipsit cu desavarsire (cel putin asa consider eu), precum si un grup cu care (am inteles ulterior) nu ma identific, am hotarat sa raman patriot pe campul muncii, iar “Elena” mai poate sa astepte… Pana la urma la miserupism e bine sa raspunzi cu aceeasi moneda si, in plus, nu mai am anii si de fapt nu mi-a placut niciodata sa las lucrurile legate de o deplasare la voia intamplarii precum roacherul jegos care merge in Vama cu nasu’, bea ce lasa altii pe masa si mananca din banii de cheta dar, in mintea lui, se distreaza. Un tip ceva mai destept decat mine, Einstein, a zis ca nebunia inseamna sa faci acelasi lucru mereu si sa te astepti de fiecare data la rezultate diferite. Sa cred ca, dupa atatea schimbari, nu ma mai pot astepta si la alte surprize, ar insemna sa fiu nebun. Pastrand proportiile, e ca si cand l-as crede pe Guie (un fel de acronim-anagrama al lui “muie gigi”) cand zice ca “de azi nu se mai baga la echipa”, desi o spune a mia oara si niciodata nu s-a tinut de cuvant. Sau sa ma duc in cabina de vot, dupa 20 de ani de deceptii, cu ideea cretina si profund paguboasa “hai ca de data asta poate iese mai bine”… sau… si exemplele pot continua. Insa cel mai “tare” lucru si totodata unul care frizeaza bunul simt si logica mi se pare pretentia (desi e poate mult spus) unui organizator de eveniment ca beneficiarul sa se informeze periodic asupra posibilelor schimbari, and not the other way around. Exagerand putin, e ca si cand ai merge la o agentie de turism, ai comanda un bilet din timp si i-ai ruga sa te anunte in legatura cu posibilele modificari, iar apoi cand sa pleci ti s-ar spune ca datele s-au schimbat si ca, mai mult si totodata culmea tupeului, trebuia sa ii suni ca sa afli detalii despre evolutia lucrurilor. Exagerand mai mult, e ca si cand as suna-o pe bunica-mea din ora in ora sau din zi in zi sa vad daca mai traieste… Fac astfel? Nu, normal, ca doar nu sunt un paranoic tampit, ci ma astept ca, in caz de vreo problema sau necaz, sa fiu anuntat/sunat de familie.

Si-am incalecat pe-o sa, si v-am spus povestea asa… Kali nychta and safe travels everybody…

Clasa muncitoare

August 28, 2009 By: WeeGee Category: Fun, Life, Personale, Prostii

Asta e un post despre… oameni. Si statistici. De obicei nu imi place sa generalizez, insa statisticile, in general sau unele din ele, cam asta denota. Stau si ma intreb cateodata daca cei care imi scot ochii ca nu lucrez, mai direct sau mai subtil, sau cei care lucreaza si totusi nu imi scot ochii, se uita vreodata la pagina mea cu statistici (se aplica si pentru cei care nu ajung pe blog dar care totusi ma musca de cur, insa nu pentru ei “vorbesc” acum) sa vada ca cele mai multe vizite pe blog le am asa, cam de luni pana vineri, cu varful in ziua de miercuri si, implicit, cele mai putine vizite sunt in weekend. Mai mult decat atat, cele mai multe vizite in cadrul unei zile le am undeva intre ora 10 si ora 16, cu o revenire spre sfarsitul zilei (22-24). Statistica asta coroborata cu cea anterioara imi spun practic un singur lucru, si anume faptul ca atunci cand sunt in ceea ce se (de)numeste “timp liber”, oamenii nu au timp de bloguri, dar au timp de ele atunci cand sunt in timpul programului, la servici. Ce ironie… O alta statistica arata ca ~95% din vizite vin din Europa si ~90% din Romania. Ceea ce nu ma surprinde… dar asta e ceva firesc, totusi, avand in vedere limba, domeniul .ro, subiectele abordate si, mai ales, cine ma cunoaste sau imi cunoaste blogul. Insa prin asta se elimina si minuscula varianta cum ca as avea o gramada de americani sau japonezi sau australieni etc, care isi pierd noptile pe net si ajung si pe la mine “pi sait”. Sa fie numai blogul/vizitatorii mei in situatia asta? Nu prea cred, am o banuiala ca asa se intampla in mai toate cazurile…

Probabil asta inseamna sa muncesti. Sau poate ca nu, dar ce stiu eu……… I rest my case.

It’s always strange. I’ve had a lot of people work for me, and I found out… it’s a funny thing that you give them Saturday and Sunday off, and they work so hard to get to those two days, and those are the two days that they totally destroy themselves. I mean, you know… you think to yourself, you say, “My goodness, I’ve really pounded these people and worked them to death”. And Friday comes and they say “Yeah!”. And then they come in Monday… and say, “Boy, am I glad to be back here. I’m no good on my own. I was given two whole days and I just went crazy.”

Bill Cosby.