Iarna nu scriu o poezie,
Frigul ma-ngheata si se stie:
Cuvintele nu vin si nu am vers,
Caci tot ce e nu e de inteles.
Se duce totul si se-ascunde,
Si intrebari de as avea, mi s-ar raspunde.
Dar totul e ca-ntr-o adanca hibernare,
Iar lumea-ntreaga habar n-are.
Gandurile nu se aduna pe vreo foaie,
Lacrimile nu-mi curg siroaie,
Si tot ce-ar fi inspiratie si muza
Ma face sa rad si ma amuza.
Un scurt ghid, cu posibilitatea de expandare in viitor, in cazul in care cerintele o cer.
– a da jos = a downloada
– face sens = fortatul lui „make sense”
– ma dau pe net = netul e un tobogan
– „cum sa faci bani din …” – inlocuieste „…” cu advertising, net, blog, etc.
– „cum sa …” – caci se stie ca internautul e plin de intrebari, dar si plin de raspunsuri
– dreptul la libera exprimare / opinie = folosit cand expresorul / opinantul nu are argumente valide, clare si bine puse la punct, asa ca se foloseste de democratie
– am gugalit = am cautat pe Google
– seo = aici nu mi-am dat seama la ce se refera, dat fiind faptul ca majoritatea nu stiu ce vorbesc
– tweetmeet = locul in care se aduna pasaretul de pe twitter
– a urca pe net = a uploada chestii, spre folosul tuturor
– print screen – util si celor mai putin obisnuiti cu tehnologia, cat mai ales persoanelor care cred ca „o poza face cat 1000 de cuvinte”
– hater = persoana care uraste, in principiu, tot, fara drept de apel, argumente sau alte chestii normale
– troll = persoana care se hraneste cu nervii nostri, arunca pastile si inflameaza aiurea comunitati intregi
– usability = o chestie necesara unui site, dar care este un mister pentru oamenii care-l au
– reach – ?
– pitch = prezentare de marketing, dar nu sunt sigura (sunt blonda)
– bani = entitate virtuala la care spera utilizatorii de internet.
Bloggerii, atat de deschisi la chestii noi, stapanii indubitabili ai spatiului virtual, mi-au dat o idee nemaipomenita. Bine, sa nu exageram. S-a discutat despre stereotipuri, asa ca am venit intru intampinarea lor.
Sunt femeie. Blonda. Inaltuta. As zice ca arat ok, dar probabil nu ma crede nimeni. 27 de ani. Moldoveanca.
Nu-mi place rozul. Imi plac toate culorile.
Ma intreaba lumea daca citesc.
Raman oamenii un picut uimiti de faptul ca stiu sa desfac un calculator.
Nu m-am ratacit niciodata (nici macar prin paduri).
La Moldova am invatat sa vorbesc corect.
N-am crescut in noroi.
Nu ma enervez in perioada aia a lunii.
Imi place ciocolata, imi place inghetata. Nu-mi place inghetata de ciocolata.
Nu plang de fata cu alti oameni.
Daca ma intrebi acum daca vreau sa iesim si eu sunt in pijamale, in maxim o ora sunt dusata, imbracata si machiata. Bine, asta daca-mi fac curaj sa ies din casa (lene)…
Locul meu nu e in bucatarie, ci in pat, cu o carte, sau la calculator, citind prostii pe net. Daca nu-s acolo, ma gasiti in oras sau cu cainele la plimbare.
Daca-mi rup o unghie, nu plang, doar ca le tai pe toate la aceeasi lungime. Si apoi trec peste.
Abia la 26 si-un pic am descoperit fardurile si cosmeticele, dar nici acum nu-s obsedata de ele.
Rochiile, gentile si pantofii nu sunt totul!
Comediile siropoase sau de orice fel ma cam lasa rece. Paul Rudd este, totusi, my guilty pleasure…
Prefer oricand o cafea buna unui ceai bun.
A nu se lua in considerare afirmatia anterioara. Sunt moody rau.
Am caine si mi-e frica de caini.
Mi-e mai frica de oameni.
Cateodata cred ca nu-mi plac fetele.
De multe ori, nu-mi plac baietii.
Cel mai des, mi-as dori sa nu fie oameni pe lume.
Nu cred in Dumnezeul lui BOR, dar cred in Doamne-Doamne.
Stiu sigur ca atunci cand o sa am carnet (if ever), o sa fiu vitezomana.
Cred ca nu stiu ce-s alea stereotipuri… Si nici cum se folosesc.
Cat esti tanar, treci prin lucruri. Multe, putine, depinde doar de tine.
Esti tentat – sau nu – sa investesti in tine. Sau in scoala. Sau in prieteni. Sau in distractie.
Vrei sa faci – sau nu – parte din ceva mare.
Vrei sa-ti oferi timpul si energia, mintea si sufletul cuiva sau unui lucru care merita atentia ta. Sau nu.
Anii trec si, daca ai fost atent, te-ai umplut de experiente si idei si oameni si amintiri. Din ele, o sa poti fi capabil – sau nu – sa selectezi drumuri viitoare.
E absolut necesar sa stii sa scrii un CV pana la 25 de ani. Eu si acum tremur cand imi trimit CV-ul, pentru ca ma gandesc ca am ratat vreo chestie si rade persoana care mi-l citeste. Sau nu, daca am fost atenta. Ori daca persoana aia e neatenta si lipsita de interes.
E absolut necesar sa gasesti un echilibru pana la 25 de ani, presupunand ca ai mai lucrat pana sa termini facultatea/masterul. Sau nu. Daca n-ai lucrat, e greu si o sa ai senzatia ca esti usor derutat. Pentru ca esti.
E absolut necesar sa fi trecut prin dezamagiri. Pentru ca asta te intareste si te face sa vrei mai mult de la tine. Sau nu, daca esti un om atat de slab, care va renunta la prima adiere de vant.
E absolut necesar sa fii deschis la orice. Sa ai minute in care nu stii ce sa faci si sa primesti neprevazutul in viata ta. Sau nu, daca asta inseamna ca iti va da peste cap toate planurile si ecosistemul.
Incearca sa nu fii dator nimanui si, daca poti, sa ii faci pe altii sa iti datoreze chestii. Sau nu. Poti fi un ipocrit cu doua fete, care se foloseste de oameni, ca-i mai simplu, si un nepasator la problemele celor din jur.
Pe cat posibil, nu te pretinde vreun cunoscator al adevarurilor universal valabile, nu da sfaturi nesolicitate si nu raporta experienta ta la alte persoane. Sau nu. Fie ele unice sau la gramada, intamplarile din viata ta spune-le, ia aminte la ele, impartaseste-le altora, poate le vor servi de exemplu, chiar si negativ.
Dar azi n-am ars!
Imi spune ochiul.
Azi n-am suras si nici n-am plans,
Dar tot ce-a fost si ce s-a strans
In mine
Se joaca de-a norocul.
Dar azi n-am ras!
Si-i doar tacere.
Caci sufletul meu se scutura
Incet
Si piere,
Ca orice ce n-a lasat pamant in urma ei.
Dar azi n-a fost nimic!
Mi-a spus nimicul.
De parca clipa s-ar scalda in timpuri,
S-ar alina si s-ar scurta,
Fara sa stii uscate ganduri.
Ce ciudat e sa calatoresti in sambata de dinaintea Craciunului. Unii se grabesc spre casa, altii nu mai prididesc cu munca.
Soselele si hipermarketurile sunt pline, iar la iesirile din orase parcarile si firmele de logistica au curtile pline.
Parca s-ar vrea un spirit al Craciunului in aer, dar soseaua e neagra si flancata de noroi. Zapada e aruncata de vanturi pe dealuri si pe campii, vantul ti-e prieten bun cand iesi din masina. Te mangaie si te bate, te cearta si-ti sterge lacrimile…
Casele stau chircite sub zapada, lume zero pe strada, haine puse la uscat, si cica vine Craciunul. De fapt, arata fix ca dupa Craciun – e liniste si mizerie, si de fapt nimeni n-a sarbatorit nimic.
Craciun? Ce e Craciunul?
Continued from here.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer is all about characters. Oh, you thought it was a vampire TV show? You are so wrong.
First of all, vampires are not the only bad things that happen in Sunnydale. Sunnydale is the fictional town where Buffy moves in order to move on with her life after burning down school property.
Second of all, in Sunnydale a lot of things happen, things that almost end the world (countless times), things that are so weird that you don’t know what to do with them (Dawn), things that are fucking scary (Hush), things that are weird and sad and no one knows how to react (The Body), things that resemble love and lust (Innocence), and I could go on. But you should know that these things keep the story moving and make the characters evolve.
Buffy starts out as this insecure girl, a little overwhelmed by the sudden power given to her, not so much on the bright side (academically speaking), but fierce, powerful and brave. At first, a little lonely and awkward, she starts caring for the nerdy girl and her BFF, as well as for the father figure that is Rupert Giles. We see her trying to play it cool in front of the boys (Angel), trying to make friends (Willow and Xander), trying to be a good girl while solving the problems in her unique way (Rupert), trying to be a better daughter and sister, trying to stop the first apocalypse (the Master), the second one (killing Angel), the third one (killing the Mayor), the fourth one (killing Adam), the fifth one (sacrificing herself), the seventh one (killing the Turok-Hans and closing the Hellmouth). She’s trying to cope with things like sleeping with a guy and his sudden loss of interest in her, the death of her mother, exes of her boyfriend, her exes, her strained relationship with Willow, with Giles and with Xander, the sudden apparition of her sister, her resurrection. The only evolution we see in Buffy is that she gradually starts to accept her fate. She becomes more aware of her mission and her rights as a Slayer. She becomes this powerful woman, that’s left her childhood behind and is ready to embrace whatever kind of evil life may throw at her. She becomes a responsible leader, being an example for everyone in her life, she becomes selfless and caring with people around her. Pic here.
Willow, the nerdy BFF, shy and scared of the likes of Cordelia, grows to be this strong powerful witch, after losing the ones she loved the most. In the beginning her talents were used for research, especially hacking some police archives or something similar, but after the second season, she started doing magic, resulting in her nearly destroying the world. After a crush on Xander and a failed relationship with a werewolf, Willow embraced her witch side and tried loving a woman for a while. Losing her made Willow abuse her powers and use black magic, but in the end those powers helped Buffy “share” her super-strength and Slayer-characteristics to the army of Potentials. A long way for the scared little geeky girl. Pic here.
Xander, the male friend attempting jealousy in weird moments, was not the scholar, but not quite the clown. Providing comic relief was, for about 2 seasons, his “deal”. But then he was molded into something more. Being only human, he was far from the researcher type, far from the hero type, but mostly stood by his friends when no one else would. He has the ability to see and understand better than others, due to his beautiful soul, and he has to power not to judge his friends and he helps them overcome their darkest times. Also, he has the uncanny ability to attract demons, culminating with his relationship with Anya, the retired demon of scorned women. Pic here.
Giles, the archetypal father figure, is seen mentoring Buffy, mentoring Willow, mentoring Faith, sleeping with Buffy’s mom, trying to make Buffy more independent (in her days after the resurrection) and involved in every little aspect of her life. A younger version of Rupert, called the Ripper, is summoned in few episodes and we can see that the now serious and a bit too British Giles was a wild child, practicing dark magic and singing in a rock band (actually, Anthony Stewart Head has a wonderful voice). At first, he seems dull and out of place, but with time his role is increased from Watcher to father, doing him great justice. Pic here.
Spike was part of the Big Bad in season 2. He was a puppy-dog vampire, promoted from drag to annoyance to dangerous and finally to potential lover from season 2 to season 6 (keep in mind that he didn’t appear in all of the episodes in those seasons). He goes through serious torture to finally get his soul back, because he loves Buffy so much and he wants to be with her, without hurting her or making her feel ashamed. In the end, he becomes the champion without whom the world could not be saved. In my opinion, his transformation is the best example of an evolution in a character. His role, though small in the beginning of the series, grew bigger and became more important when the show became darker. Pic here.
Cordelia, the Bee Queen of Sunnydale High, transforms herself from vapid egotistical bitch to superhero (but this will happen in Angel TV show), after a brief moment that was her relationship with Xander. Pic here.
Oz, the werewolf that I thought was Willow’s soul mate, is an equilibrate character. He doesn’t evolve, he doesn’t involve, he just leaves Willow to “find” himself. Pic here.
Tara, the greatest love in Willow’s life, is introduced as this shy girl, that takes interest in magic and witchcraft and, as the time goes by, she becomes more and more involved with Willow and the Scoobies. She goes from shy to no identity whatsoever to powerful woman and witch in just 2 seasons, only to be killed by a human. Pic here.
Anya is the ex-demon stranded on Earth, flunking math and scared of rabbits. Oh, and also she has a relationship with Xander. She is introduced in season 3, after Cordelia wishes that Buffy never came to Sunnydale, but is immediately liked by the viewers and she stays as a regular until her death in season 7. She is awkward, has a very poor sense of what behavior is deemed as appropriate, she is very blunt and honest in her opinions and usually provides comic relief. In my opinion, we would all be Anyas, if socially accepted rules weren’t thought since early years. Pic here.
Dawn, the sister that was the key, is annoying and remains annoying throughout the series, without being funny.
Faith. The rogue Slayer. Five by five, if you know what I mean. She’s the dark Buffy, if you want, starting as a scared, insecure Slayer, getting promoted to Lieutenant Evil, then put in a coma (by badass Buffy) and then coming back, as an important ally against the Turok-Hans. Pic here.
Angel. Oh, Angel. The love of her life… Or so we thought. He is boring, with his hidden weird ways, with his soul and his mystery, eventually deemed too good to be true. He doesn’t evolve, he just moves on. Actually, he did evolve. From drunken Irish to killer vampire to vampire with a soul to killer vampire once more to vampire with a soul (again?!) and then to LA. There, he has another deal, with Cordelia and other demons, making babies with Darla and whatnot. Pic here.
The list is not complete. There are so many great characters, like Joyce Summers, Ms. Calendar, Darla, Drusilla, Jonathan, Snyder, Kendra, Riley, Warren, the Potentials and so on, that contributed to the evolution of Buffy and her friends and to lead us into the final battle against evil.