Banii n-aduc fericirea...

spune o vorba romaneasca, dar cu siguranta o intretin, si creaza ambianta propice incuibarii ei. Chiar daca traim, si credem in Dumnezeu, intre timp traim cu sfintii, si nu ne putem ascunde de acest adevar irefutabil, prezent in societatea cotidiana, in care un suflet de copil e sacrificat la pretul unei bucati de rugina. Si intr-adevar, la atata lipsa de sesibilitate nici nu ma astep la altceva, dar cand vezi clericii, ca renunta sa lupte pentru un eveniment, pur caritabil, in Seara de Halloween, hranind sufletul celor mici cu divinitate, si aparandu-i de ocultismul fanatic dar inocent in acelasi timp al unei societatii in depravare intelectula si morala, hranita cu amintirile Tigrului Celtic ce a adormit, odata cu criza financiara si nu pare a se trezi prea devreme din somnul cel de moarte.

Opportunity Scarcity

Since ever, people are known for their desire to be different, to have something unique that makes tham differentor any other version of this, but just to be different. One of the ways to be different is to take control of the opportunities that arise around the man. The problem is that even though the right to equality is garanteed by Human Rights, I'd like to add to it the fact that some are surounded by so many opportunities and some are surounded by so few opportunities. Interesting is to follow the fact that the more opportunities are available the less are to be picked due to the false impresion of convinience created in reaching those opportunities. On the other hand side, the fellows with less opportunities know that is vitaly for them to grab every opportunity arises, as that is the only way they can see in order to move on to a new level.
That's why some of us have the chance to do some things, but we never do. I know that I can lose weight any time, I never did it though. Last year I knew that the societies, sport clubs etc. were available for me in college so I never bothered to grab my own opportunity. 2011 is different. I decided that I will do lots of stuff, so I am pushing myself towards the edges in order to achieve as much as possible.
I love living on the edge! Otherwise I would take to much space.

kids have fun! do they?

I was walking today by a group of kid, they were supposed to play or have fun, but no! they were staying in a circle, rolling a ball around, trying to get as bored as they could get.
It reminded me of my granny. She was always telling me that she had more fun as a kid than we (me & my bro) had.I never understood her, until today. I could see the image that she was describing me.
In my opinion, the tragedy is created by the age difference. My granny was talking about a childhood spent 4 decades before my childhood, while the kids I saw are only 10 years(and maybe not even) younger than me, and they seem to have already forgotten how to enjoy childhood.
I really would like to see again kids playing soccer, lap tennis, make noise and disturb the elders. But no, parents are teaching children to be nice, to behave themselves, to come home clean and so on. Of course, every child has to know all this, but the parents as well should know that there is a time for that. Is called Sunday Morning.
I remember myself, regardless what church it was, every Sunday, I would wake up and go to Church, be nice to the others, behave myself, come back home clean and so on.
When ever you see me acting in an inappropriate way, you should know that my parents actually did a great job, it's only me refusing to mature.

P.S.


Imi aduc aminte cand,
Ii faceam la mata vant.
Cum zbura ca pasarea,
Da chica ca mazare,
De pe casa-n jos.....
Si daca mata mai traia,
Si daca mai putea mergea,
Noi de codita moale,
Legam c-o sarma tare,
Si tot era frumos,frumos....
Mama meu tata meu,
Nu ma bateti,
Nu-s de vina eu!
Eu cred ca mata singura vrea,
Sa se-nvete a zbura!
Cred ca fratele jos,
Trebuia s-o prinda,
Dar n-o fost...
Si mata cand ne vede,
Nici amu nu-i vine-a crede,
Ca asa ceva a fost...
Unde-s Doamne zilele,
Cand ne scaldam cu cainele?
Cainele la suprafata voia,
Dar noi cu ata,
Il mai tineam sub val...
Si cainele facea "bal-bal"
Dar noi radeam ca cei nebuni.
Si de sub apa verdica,
Cand vedeam ca nu se vede....
Noi il scoteam la mal,la mal...
Mama meu,tata meu,
Nu ma bateti,
Nu-s de vina eu!
Eu cred ca cainele singur vreia,
Sa se-nvete a-nota...
Daaaa....
Cred ca fratele-o vrut,
Sa-l scoata la mal,
De n-o putut.....
Si cand cainele ne vede,
Nici amu nu-i vïne-a crede,
Cata apa a baut!

Versuri Imi aduc aminte cand - Planeta moldova
de pe http://www.versuri.ro


Off topic
Iar cat despre cei de la stiricrestine.ro vad ca au un lapsus. Au urlat in gura mare promisiuni cum ca daca le tinem banerul pe bloguri, o sa fim cu totii la pagina cu parteneri. Nush cum se face, da' eu ieri nu ca nu am vazut listat blogul meu la ei pe site, da nu am gasit pagina cu parteneri.

T.I.M.E.M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T.

CONSIDERING THE FACT THAT IN THE LAST FEW DAYS, I SPENT MORE TIME THAN USUALLY INTO STUDYING, ASSIGNMENTS AND PROJECTS, AND PRESSED BY DEADLINES, INEVITABLY, I AM THINKING ABOUT TIME MANAGEMENT AND SPECIALLY FOCUSING ON THE LACK OF IT.
I REALISED THAT I AM A VERY BUSY PERSON, WITH A HEAVY SCHEDULE, BUT I ALWAYS WASTE TIME. I WAS WONDERING HOW MUCH FREE TIME WOULD I HAVE IF I WOULDN'T WASTE TIME AND I WOULD USE THE TIME IN THE MOST EFFICIENT WAY, BUT WHO CAN KNOW THE ANSWER?

P.S.
EFFECTIVE EFFICIENCY or EFFICIENT EFFECTIVENESS?

OFF TOPIC
I KINDA LIKE THE CAPITAL WRITING IN THE EDIT MODE, BUT I DON'T KNOW EASY AND COMFORTABLE IS TO READ:)

L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.

We always try to do what we like and I always try to avoid doing what I don't like, but either way, we have to do something, otherwise, the projects on the due time, are undone. I am glad I can do something for the team and I like when I am useful for the team but there are times when we have to handle the projects alone. Let's take as a case study Cristian and his life.
Cristian has to do all the parts in his project, Life, and has to have it ready on time. The downside of this project is that he cannot cheat, plagiarize, buy the project on the e-bay or ask a friend to do it for him. He got the basic instructions before leaving earth, but is all up to him regarding the format, content, consistency, and volume of the project.
Well... it's just a thought, but make sure you hand in the project on time!




Off topic P.S.
Ce isi face omul cu mana lui, lucru manual se numeste.

cercetasii pocaiti

e ciudat cum unele accesorii vestimentare ne disting de ceilalati oameni... De ex: roakerii au tatuaje si geci de piele, emo au machiaj ciudat, cercetasii bandane si penticostalii cu CDE-stii au batice... (cel putin asa a reiesit dintr-un comment pe NET).
Nu e problema ca nu ma inteleg cu unii sau cu altii, ma inteleg, dar ma doare faptul ca putem sa ne intelegem la nivel individual interconfesional, dar nu ne putem intelege ca si grup unii cu altii. E pacat ca Diavolul reuseste sa dezbine comunitati de crestini care ar trebuii sa ai aibe un tel comun, proclamarea evangheliei lui Hristos. Dar nu... accentul este pus pe diferente si nu pe Hristos.
Dumnezeu sa ne dea putere sa acceptam pe fiecare, indiferent de confesiune, si sa avem partasie impreuna... nu zic ca nu exista... dar eu vin dintr-un oras unde eu nu tin minte ca tinerii bisericii baptiste sa se adune cu cei de la penti si cu cei de la CDE si sa faca ceva fain impreuna.
Intr-adevar poate ca recunosti cercetasii dupa bandane si penticostalii dupa batice... dar putem noi oare sa plecam genunchii impreuna? putem noi sa iubim si pe cel cu batic si pe cel fara batic? putem sa iubim si pe cel care e botezat cu Duhul Sfant si pe cel care nu este?


PS: Nu dau nume ca sa nu ii sariti in cap, comentul a fost facut fara vreo intentie de a jigni;)

why?...
Pt ca incerc sa imi scriu gandurile... Mintea mea pu si simplu e aerisita... Dar cand nu am nici o intentie de a-mi asterne gandurile am tot felu de idei; strasnice sau mai putin, da oricum, ceva se intampla , gandesc; dar acum vid...
Cum nu gandesc? Gandesc! Da nu imi pllac subiectele. Ma gandesc la burta, la ce e maine, la faptul ca vreau sa scriu...
De ce e greu sa faci decizii si sa te dedici deciziei tale, sa nu renunti la prima piedica, la pprimul obstacol...
Nu imi place ca am facut atatea decizii si nu -am tinut de ele... Am acum o idee in cap... Si am de gand sa o fac... Am sa ma rog pt ajutotr de la TATA , ajutor de la ai mei si cei din juur... Si voi reusoo

pfff...

ce aiurea e sa te simti ciudat... sa nu poti sa exprimi ceia ce simti si nici macar sa nu te autointelegi. cam asa ma simt eu. e ceva ce ma deranjeaza, dar nu imi dau seama ce... nu imi place starea asta pentru ca afecteaza relatia cu ceilalti, nu imi place ca nu ma inteleg, nu stiu ce vreau, si nici nu vreau sa ma bucur. simt ca mi se aduna tot sangele in cap si nu pot sa scap de durere. e ceva foarte ciudat despre senzatia asta.
partea proasta e ca foarte multi oameni nu lupta cu aceasta stare, nu sunt interesati sa depaseasca nivelul lor, ba mai rau, multi din ei se inchid si nu mai comunica. si de ar fi doar atat. unii devin irascibili, violenti in limbaj sau chiar mai rau de atat. vedem emo care se sinucid etc. dar astia sunt extremi.
majoritatea oamenilor sunt irascibili si tot timpul au ceva de comentat, si apoi ajung sa mai si bea. bautura e destul de aiurea. Criosnul (nanul) meu beia vineri pana ajungea sub masa, sambata beia de rusine pt vineri seara si duminica fugea la tulcea ca sa nu il vada nimeni. trist nu? intradevar, dar pt unii perioada in care beau nu tine doar un week-end, dureaza o viata.
e trist ca de la o stare sa jungi sa iti distrugi viata. eu cred ca e o alta varianta de a rezolva problema. Dumnezeu ne sta tot timpul la dispozitie sa ne asculte si chiar asteapta ca noi sa ii spunem problemele noastre.
Dar noi nu vrem, consideram ca suntem prea pacatosi pentru a apela la Dumnezeu. De fapt, atunci suntem incredibil de predispusi la binecuvantari, pentru ca noi in acel moment nu avem nici o pretentie. atunci de fapt aratam o inima plina de pocainta. asta inseamna pocainta, recunoasterea in fata lui Dumnezeu a pacatului. cand ne pocaim nu trebuie sa ne schimbam religia, sau sa incepem sa fim ciudati.
Fiti binecuvantati!