31 December 2012

30 12 2012

A. is a man I love sincerely even though I do not know him much. his birthday is always a good excuse for celebration in the night between the 30th and 31st of December. but this year… this year was beyond fantasy! there was talking, smiling, singing, dancing and people people people! interesting, with news from far away lands, in their words. beautiful, with sincere happiness or melancholy or solicitude or all these mixed, in their eyes. talented, with musical minds, skillful fingers and amazing voices. I could talk for hours and hours describing last night’s magic and yet, probably, I could not communicate the exact experience. so I will confine myself to share the three things that came in my mind while I was floating on the air along with notes and thoughts.
1. I wish I had certain beloved friends next to me, to see, hear and feel what I am feeling.
2. I hope all those people around me to be safe from harm what so ever. God bless them!
3. I want to keep this moment in my mind for ever… and ever… and ever…        
tonight there is no need for New Year’s Eve celebrations. last night was my New Year’s Eve!
 
 

09 December 2012

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one of our popular proverbs is the one that doesn't want to knead sieves for 10 days. in my case I have loads of work to do but I am bored out of my mind. so what better to do than waste my precious time in equivocal activities like cyberstalking. each time I do that I realize more and more how vain and/or naive and/or vulnerable can people be… and what a looser I am = get a life.
for example a 2 min. chatting with a person that did not even shared his/her name can end up knowing ones family name, origin, place of summerhouse, work place, previous occupation, family relatives and their occupations, close friends and their summerhouses, exes and the changes in their hairstyles through the past 5 years + of course their own close friends-relatives-houses-occupations, travel destinations, past accidents, social groups, a mobile phone number, hobbies, favourite music, favourite football team plus how cute he/she (oh who am I fooling), he looks when he smiles. and that is only an example. sometimes you think that you know more for this person’s life than if he/she shared himself/herself. of course you don’t as the cyberspace reality is actually an illusion, totally misleading sometimes.
also, most annoying is when you are a guardian of privacy yourself but your adorable friends decide to tag you in their lovely party pics, where you enjoy unsuspected your drink wearing the most indescribable (yet funny) party hat. and so much with your strictly private profile. I know I know, many people say “I have nothing to hide, so piss off and mind your own business!”and they are right. but still. it’s like you give the master key to open a gate which is supposed to have a ‘no entry - authorized personnel only’ sign on the front! what if I am an obsessed psycho that has one of those stalker shrines with photos of you, creep around corners and show up in every place you visit, leave gifts in your mail box and emails - facebook messages in your account? and that is the most innocent stalking scenario as I realized after doing a little research in stalking history (wowww some really ugly things going on there). and do not forget Orwell’s 1984. Big Brother is here and we feed him every day with more details of our lifes.
well, I am not a stalker… not psycho anyway… ehmmm. enough with that… for now… ehmmm. ok ok! I have to get back to the important things I have to do. like rearranging the socks in my drawer… eeehmmm… oh well… pfff just one more look at last summer’s pics.