A bug's life

Timp de trei ani stau in minunatul camin de la Universitatea Romano-Americana din Bucuresti si conditiile au fost mereu ..... adecvate . Sa nu uitam totusi ca viata are un talent in a-ti arata cat de "dulce" e si iti pastreaza cele mai dragute surprize pentru ultima suta de metrii. Din pacate camera mea este localizata la capatul coridorului, mult prea aproape de tomberoane. Booooooooonnnnn . Niciodata nu m-a afectat acest mic amanunt pana acu, deoarece nu au existat probleme . Ei bine acu vreo 2-3 saptamani s-a schimbat situatia, iar din camera mea draga de camin s-a transformat intr-un stres continuu . Ce s-a intamplat ?! Gandaci prietenii mei .... Probabil ca la etajul 8 (noi stand la etajul 9) o fi murit vreun gandac iar cand invitatiile la inmormantare au fost trimise s-a specificat ca si adresa etajul 9 in loc de 8 . La inceput situatia era oarecum controlabila in sensul ca mai prindeam un mic gandacel prin baie si se rezolva rapid situatia . Frumoase vremuri ...... In prezent intrarea in camera mea trebuie facuta doar cu bocanci,ziare,reviste,adidasi ... toate aceste instrumente fiind folosite pentru a extermina iubitii vizitatori . S-a ajuns in situatia in care nu mai poate urina daca are probleme cu prea multi ochi pe el . Mai nou facem dush cate 3-4 .. simultan ... ne spalam toti pe dinti cu aceasi periuta , ne imprumutam hainele .... Adica e adevarat ca nu am prea multi prieteni dar ... credeam ca ai optiunea sa-i alegi .... WTF ?!?!?!

Counter-Strike 1.6

A wildly successful online first person shooter that I'm sure most 15-25 year old men are familiar with . I myself have been playing this game for about 8 years now and still have not outgrown it . I really hope I do one day .... But the point of this little tale is my roommate Bogdan, or as we like to call him, Dodo . In our first year of college I introduced him to the addictive Counter-Strike . At first he was very amusing and scary at the same time whilst playing the game . Counter-Strike is the type of game in which, if you have made the mistake of becoming determined to be good at it, you'll surely start becoming "slightly annoyed" each time you die. In the first couple of months this is bound to happen almost all of the time . I remember being in Dodo's dorm room, each of us playing CS at a different PC ... and around each 5 to 10 minutes I would be scared out of my wits due to one of his outbursts of rage. It was funny really but my pulse thought otherwise . The years have passed since then and undoubtedly Dodo has become a master of the game ... sometimes even better than me. Every now and then Dodo looks at me and proposes a "friendly 1 on 1 match". I've learned my lesson by now and have become very skeptic of the term "friendly". Let me describe the scenario a little for you . We create the match, choose the map and begin. After approximately 2 minutes sweat starts to gush out of our palms, our pupils widen and we enter what we like to call "maximum concentration mode" . We often joke that if we could divert even 20% of this focus towards learning for exams we would have been much better off during these three magical years of college . Each round of CS played between my best friend and I usually ends in one or the other cursing and hitting the other . The matter of the fact is that when you are good enough at the game it really doesn't take much for a "frag" to occur . Our "friendliness" quickly disappears and the game turns into a fight to the death ! For those intense 30 minutes the outside world becomes oblivious to us and a simply PC game connects us entirely . Fun is no longer the appropriate term . Determination and ambition takes over like never before . At the end of each match we either continue to be best friends .... or realize that one or more PC components need to be replaced .... crimeless victims of a bloodshed .

02.07.2011

Astazi a fost una din acele zile in care rasul aproape ca m-a doborat . Atat pe mine cat si pe unul dintre colegii mei de camera . Sa incepem cu inceputul . Avand privilegiul de a sta in minunatul oras numit Bucuresti , avem deosbita placere de a fi inabusiti de caldura orasului, si deci, ca aproape in fiecare zi suntem nevoiti sa mergem pana la magazinul "de la colt" sau in cazul nostru pana la Piata Presei Libere pentru a obtine racoritoare . Nimic deosebit nu ? Astazi a fost ziua in care Omul de sus s-a gandit sa ne amuze . Iesind din camin si mergand spre non-stop , am trecut pe langa o cutie descoperita plina cu ciocolati, lasata in mijlocul strazii, parca pusa acolo intentionat pentru a atrage priviri . Ma uit la ea, mai fac inca doi pasi, dupa care Ionut (colegul de camera) se uita mirat la mine si zice "bai esti nebun ? Ciocolati !" . Va cer sa-i scuzati entuziasmul dar in ultima vreme a devenit un mare pofticios. Sa revenim la poveste . Trecand noi mai departe ne tot statea gandul la acea cutie cu ciocolati . De ce este acolo ? A uitat cineva de ea ? Ce persoane intreaga la mine ar uita ciocolati ?!?!?! La intoarcere eram la aproximativ 200 de metrii de cutie cand ne-a bubuit prin cap o idee geniala (cel putin asa ni se parea pe moment). Haide sa luam cutia, sa mergem inapoi in camera din camin unde ne asteapt cel de-al treilea coleg si sa-i oferim o ciocolata ! Stam ne gandim mai bine ... si ne umfla rasu instant pe amandoi . In acest timp ne tot apropriam de ciocolata . Nu puteam sa ratam asemenea ocazie ! Ii zic lui Ionut sa ia cutia si a si facut-o ! Mergand incet dar sigur spre camin ma opreste la un moment dat si se uita la mine foarte serios . Auzi omule ... dar daca colegu chiar mananca ciocolata ? Sta el si se mai gandeste un pic . N-are cum ! Se prinde el ! Doar nu e atat de senil ! Buuuuunnnnn . Ajungem noi in camera ... si eu intru direct in baie deoarece nu ma puteam abtine . Aud cum colegul il intreaba pe Ionut "ce-i cu ciocolata asta?" . "Pai mi-am luat niste Novatini - de pofta evident- si am zis sa nu fiu rautacios si sa-ti ofer si tie. Vrei?" . Fara strop de ezitare se uita colegul la Ionut si zice " As fi nebun sa refuz asa ceva !" Imaginati-va in slow motion cum a infipt o scobitoare intr-o bomboana de ciocolata (evident era toata topita deoarece statuse in soare de dracu stie cand) si a inceput sa o molfaie cu zambetul de la o ureche pana la cealalta . Mi-au tasnit lacrimile iar stomacul imi era cuprins ferm de maini . A urmat un ahahahahahahh de vreo 15 minute iar fata colegului : PRICELESS ! Nu suntem oameni rai nu ? Doar asta-i viata de camin ! I-am oferit inca o poveste pentru nepoti .

Curious George

Remember that adorable little monkey that made appropriate entertainment at breakfast? The one that belonged to the guy always dressed in yellow . His curiosity always led him towards trouble but in the end there was always a lesson to be learned ! It's kind of the same in day-to-day life . We find ourselves in front of diverse opportunities and curiosity leads us "down the dark staircase" . What we find down there and more importantly, how we choose to react, is entirely up to us . The fact of the matter is, no matter what the outcome, if it doesn't kill you it makes you stronger . So curiosity is a good thing right ? It either leads you to great things which bring you joy and fulfillment, or to scary horrible ones, that try to demolish you, and in the end make you a better person . I've been curious a lot in my lifetime and I've made a lot of mistakes . You would think I've learned a lot off of these mishaps yet when a similar situation occurs I seem to do all the wrong things, all over again . To those of you who do not know me personally, I'm talking about relationships, the moment when you decide that a person is capable of making your life a little sweeter . When you decide to take a leap that can end in two ways . On the one hand you can find yourself waking up in the morning , looking next to you, and finding the one thing that is better than that mouth-watering smell of fresh coffee . On the other hand, you might take a leap (I like to call it a leap of faith) and find that there is no safety net . No one to catch you, no one to give you the wings to soar . I've often had to wake up in a pool of my own blood, at the base of that damn cliff . Each and every time I tell myself that I will not repeat my mistakes and that the next time everything will be alright . This is the part where a dilemma occurs . In order for a person to not take that above mentioned leap of faith he/she must be distant,cold,unattached . All sounds good and jolly, but what is the heart wants what the heart wants ? It seems as if no matter how hard your rationality tries to control your feelings, the heart always manages to uppercut your behind into the depths of deep, uncontrollable,irrational love . This leads to the complete obliteration of any and all firewalls you might have had up until that moment . This means that your "better half" is capable of ripping the ground beneath you in the blink of an eye . What can you do ? My best advice is KARMA people . Believe that if you do good things, good things will happen to you . Then one day, you'll be in your favorite coffee shop (Starbucks :D) and see that there is only one sugar packet left . As you reach toward it, your hand intersects with that of the person destined to give you your wings .

Minunatia plimbarii la -16 grade

Multa lume cand aude de frig si de iarna se scarbeste . Bleah ! Frig ! Mult mai bine ar fi intr-un loc tropical unde sunt mereu +30 de grade . Nu-i adevarat ! Iarna este un anotimp care te face sa simti ca traiesti cu adevarat . Este acea perioada cand iesi afara si cand tragi aer-ul acel "polar" simti ca ti s-au incarcat bateriile. Nu inteleg persoanele care ar prefera sa fie atat de cald afara incat in momentul in care ai iesit simti ca te sufoci , ca te topesti , ca te-a bagat cineva la rotisor . Tocmai m-am intors de la o plimbare energizanta cu cainele prin padure intr-o zapada pana la genunchi . Senzatia este foarte stranie deoarece era o liniste oarecum sinistra . Aveam impresia ca viata din jurul meu inghetase . Eram doar eu si zgomotul zapezii indesate sub talpile mele . Ma uitam in jur si totul era alb , inghetat , imortalizat . Ma simteam ca in rai , intr-o armonie perfecta cu natura din jurul meu . Desigur senzatia nu a durat prea mult deoarece a trecut blestematul tren de rasnov - brasov dupa care stai un sfert de ora la bariera din Cristian . Iarna pamantul ( sau mai bine zis privelistea ) se transforma intr-o poza imensa atunci cand nimic nu mai misuna ....atunci cand aerul este atat de pur incat te doare sa respiri . Zapada face ca totul sa para .... pur ... divin ...Zapada ne lasa sa ne deconectam ( chiar daca e doar pentru cateva momente ) de viata cotidiana ... cea plina de griji .. de indoieli ... de probleme .

Femei

Wow ... ma cam ingrozeste gandul de a scrie despre femei ... mai ales ca recent am cumparat o carte intitulata "Tot ce stiu barbatii depsre femei" . O carte foarte interesanta si foarte exacta .. daca i se poate spune asa . Ups ! Am uitat sa mentionez ca in aceasta minunanta carte vei gasi aproximativ 200 de pagini ... goale ! :)) Eu consider femeile esenta vietii noastre dar in aceslasi timp si esenta parului alb . Femeile puternice conduc defapt societatea noastra . Ele ne modeleaza si ne ghideaza dupa placul lor . Dar stai un pic ! Noi atunci ce mai valoram ? Noi suntem ca podiumul acestor femei . Fara noi ar pica in gol iar puterile lor ar fi inutile . Fara noi viata lor ar fi mult prea banala . A sunat cam aspru termenul de "podium" dar sa nu va descurajati ! Noi putem sa innebunim o femeie cum ai clipi ... deoarece orice femeie care nu primeste ce vrea cand vrea .......va las pe voi sa creati sfarsitul propozitiei .

Limita

Viata noastra este inconjurata de limite . Oriunde te-ai duce si orice ai face mai tarziu sau mai devreme dai de o limita . Majoritatea sunt banale ( legi , restrictii etc ) dar este o limita care mi se pare foarte interesanta . Este vorba despre o limita care daca stii sa te aproprii de ea cat mai mult iti va aduce o satisfactie atat mai mare iar daca nu esti atent si o depasesti risti sa pierzi totul . Este vorba de noi , de relatiile facute de cand ne nastem pana cand murim . Cea ce ma fascineaza pe mine este ca sa putem sa ajungem la limita respectiva trebuie sa facem tocmai oposul spusului inimii noastre . Trebuie sa ne comportam intr-un fel care nu ne defineste . Trebuie sa inselam . Dar sa nu uiti ca o faci pentru binele tau ! Doar asa iti poti atinge scopul ! CE TAMPENIE ! Ca sa fii iubit trebuie sa minti si sa inseli ( desigur nu in sensul conventional al cuvintelor ) ? A innebunit lumea !