A Saturday Night Out

When somebody sais a day it’s his or her day i might get a little confused about it. I mean what’s the deal with this day of yours ? I really didn’t get it till now…
So, some time ago ionuca said friday it’s truly her day ( happy happy joy joy things happened then for her and therefore….) I had an idea to proclame saturday as my day but not every saturday was “happy happy joy joy”-full and i was a little sceptical.
But today i can say that surely saturday it’s my day. It’s the first day of the weekend when you can stink of laziness how much you want, you can go to bed late cos next day is still weekend so you don’t have to care about this thingies you would normally care if it were sunday, let’s say.
So today i saw 300 at home, being surrounded by a couple of beers, some peanuts,chips….imagining i was at the theatre. Then a mate called me and asked me what do i do this night , i said nothing cos i really hadn’t have anything planned , and then he said we could go to Preoteasa cos there’s a club he wants me to join.
We arrived there at 6 and some Pm , of course being late but nothing bad happend. Let me tell you what’s all this club about.
There are this young men staying in a theatre room and talking about day to day problems, reflecting above other problems and generally helping each other. It’s not like AA, it’s much…stilized and real serious. Today’s topic was friendship, what makes an ordinary guy a friend, what qualities friends should have, what are your qualities as a friend, fake friends, real friends…stuff like these. Pretty interesting. After the meeting was over we lingered on talking to each other, making new friends, hy my name is…., hy…my name is… , stuff like that, starting to know each other ( me, cos i was new there).
I left with a good impression thinking at the next meeting which will be somewhere in May i think. Anyways, we really need a place where people talk with people about people-ish problems and issues.
Then i took the trolley home and it was super empty, and me and my friend kept laughing at random persons in the bus, for our enjoyment of course. They had nothing to say, just muttering and that’s all.
All in all, saturday’s my day so be original and don’t copy it.

300

Ah…300. Inca un film despre razboi, inca un film care ar fi trebuit sa-mi placa,pentru ca dupa cum stiti i fall for war movies. 300 ilustreaza batalia de la Termopile dintre spartani si persi, faimoasa batalie de altfel; in care conform cartilor de istorie o armata micuta de numai 300 de spartani a infruntat un colos de ~1 milion de persi. Nimeni nu dadea sanse spartanilor insa nimeni nu le-a luat in calcul forta impresionanta. si asta datorita educatiei primite inca de mici de copiii spartani. Asadar, 300 ne este povestit de unul dintre bravii razboinici care a reusit sa scape. Regizorul este Frank Miller, cunoscut indeosebi pentru capodoperele sale ( in adevarataul sens al cuvantului ) de pe pelicula cinematografica cum ar fi Sin City.
Dupa ce regele Leonidas refuza sa ingenuncheze regelui persan,Xerxes,acesta porneste o iminenta batalie pentru pamanturile Spartei. Lupta este redata destul de realistic insa multe elemente pot fi considerate ca stand la granita dintre fictiv si real ( ca de exemplu omorarea lupului de tanarul spartan ), este filmata altfel decat normal, dand un aspect de vintage filmului.Per total, 300 este un film care merita vazut nu numai pentru efectele speciale ci si pentru interpretarea actoriceasca. Pentru cinefili experienta vizionarii acestui film trebuie traita la cinema ( sunetul…imaginea…) insa pentru cei dintre noi care au un buget redus si calculatorul si un bun sistem de sunet pot face fata.
Asadar,vizionati-l daca va intereseaza,daca va pasioneaza,daca va intriga.
Mark: 8/10

Inainte

Inainte nu imi pasa daca ma saluta…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa cu ce se imbraca…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca se descurca…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca vroia sa vorbim….acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca ieseam la film…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa ce muzica asculta…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca intra pe YM…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca ma placea…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa daca patea ceva…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa ce crede despre mine…..acum imi pasa.
Inainte nu imi pasa ce discuta despre mine cu altii…..acum imi pasa.

In general,inainte nu imi pasa acum insa imi pasa.

(nu,nu mi s-a intamplat nimic, chiar mi-a fost atrasa atentia la cat de optimist si cu pofta de viata am fost azi insa asa am simtit eu sa scriu in acest moment.)

Ramblin’

Chestii recente:

• am primit mailu de confirmare de la Polirom si in 6 zile (asta cu 2 zile in urma) adica luni cel mai probabil o sa-mi primesc Liturghia Neagra , intre timp tin cu sfintenie 14 roni intr-o carte pe care sper sa nu o uit ( Dean Koontz-Fear Nothing , na ca am scris-o aici,acum nu o mai uit) .
• Nu am mai vazut de mult un film ( si da, de mult poate insemna si 3-4 zile ) dragut la care sa rad sau care pur si simplu sa imi placa (indiferent de gen) insa sper maine sa primesc datoria promisa si sa pot sa ma duc si eu la 300. Nu am mai fost de ceva timp la cinema….hmm…ultima data am vazut Pantera Roz sau ceva de genu asta la Mall Vitan, inconjurat fiind de 3 beri si 2 ambalaje de ciocolata. Am developat un sistem iscusit prin care poti sa introduci chestii din afara inauntru in Multiplex. Berea la multiplex e obraznic de scumpa, si Gima e aproape….asa ca se recurge la un ghiozdan si multa detasare afisata nesimtit pe fata. Si sper sa vad 300 asadar… adica in lipsa de altceva cred ca e cel mai de interesat.
• Cica Amberu’ a aparut deja in librariile Humanitas ( nustiu unde’s alea ) si saptamana viitoare vor fi peste tot ! Vor deturna sistemul si vor instaura anarhia ! Salvati-va !
• Lolita e foarte draguta si foarte citibila desi dl. Nabokov ne insiruie cateodata niste cuvinte / expresii pe care trebuie sa le citesti de doua ori doar pentru a le plasa mai bine in context.
• Se zvoneste ca o sa scriu pentru revista scolii pe diferite teme….nu e nimic concret. sincer ? nici nu as vrea sa fie…dar noah…
• In ultimele 2 zile curentu a picat de cel putin 7 ori….ce se intampla?
• Gorillaz-Feel Good Inc. e o melodie destul de veche dar cu un potential destul de mare.

feeling sleepy….

Random

Am adaugat un quote destul de mare din cartea pe care tocmai o citesc , Lolita de Vladimir Nabokov. Merci Ionuca.
Nu am noroc cu telefonul , mi s-a oferit 220 , dar eu vreau 240. Si nu cedez…in continuare… Nu stiu ce o sa fac cu banii, imi place sa fie spontan.
Ceaiul negru ruleaza ( asta daca are si zahar )

Going Techy

More or less

I decided i don’t use as much as others my cellphone, therefore i decided to sell it. With the money i hope i’ll get ( 240-250 Rons ) probably i’ll buy a “basic” cell , because that’s what all this mobile-telephones are about , talking and messaging right ? I don’t need a mobile with camera,mp3 or internet, no thanks. I just need a cell . So i still hope i’ll get a response.

I was talking today at school about randomly things, when it came to this. A plugin for Winamp to show you immediately the lyrics of the song you’re litsening. I though it was awesome cos i often add new mp3’s to the playlist and it’s kind of “over-handed” to open the browser and search for the lyrics. When i got home , one of the mates sent it to me and now i’m fully enjoying it. Work wonderfully!

I forgot to say that with the money that will remain after all this selling and buying bussines i’ll probably buy a mp3 player. It’s a must these days !

Today at school was plenty of fun. One of my mates done some pics for some sort of the school’s presentantion or something like this. And in the Chemistry class, where we have an awful teacher ( all the Chemistry teachers are alike ? awful i mean ) he said he should take some pics and the teacher let him. But instead of doing that job he started to film and at the end he filmed almost 10 minutes during the class. My mates were laughing like hell and the teacher was continuously saying ’stop laughing!’ but she had no clue what we were laughing at. She’s moldavian and after all this years lived in Bucharest she still has tiny bits of reminiscences from Moldavia and she talks like she was there, for our amusement.

Then i managed to angry the Maths teacher by not washing the table. I’m so proud ! If i feel beter i’m not that proud cos i normally would end my bussines for the class friday, now the date is rescheduled , it’s friday all right but now this one , the next one. Fuck!

Some people owe me some money but i haven’t got them yet….c’mon ! c’mon !

Reaper Man

Reaper Man sau daca mai conteaza cel de-al 11-lea roman din faimoasa deja serie Discworld scrisa de autorul englez Terry Pratchett este in acelasi timp cel de-al doilea roman din ciclul cu Death ( care este : Mort [gasiti recenzia pe aici pe undeva] Reaper Man , Soul Music , Hogfather si Thief of Time de unde se despica in doua drumuri conform Discworld Novels Reading Order )
Dupa ce am citit Mort mi-a placut actiunea,Death in special si am cunosic mai bine Discworldul , asadar am facut rost si de nr.2 din ciclul Death.
Death este pus pe liber, contrar vointei acestuia, si plin de suparare se angajeaza ca cosas pe plaiurile pline de grau ale lui Miss Flitworth. Cum postul ramane vacant, si cum Death s-a metamorfozat intr-un personaj mai mult sau mai putin wester sub numele de Bill Door, oamenii care ar fi trebuit sa moara devin undeads si sub aceasta forma isi continua viata. La The Unseen University of Magic (sper ca asa e, nu ma mai uit…) Windle Poons, un stimat vrajitor printre cei de teapa lui are parte de o inmormantare frumoasa insa nu reuseste sa “adoarma”, cauza fiind postul vacant al lui Death. El se scoala din mormant si incepe sa cutreiere lumea fara un scop. In acelasi timp tot mai multe fiinte “nu mor” cand ar fi trebuit si devin undeads. O “gasca” de vrajitori condusa de Archchancellor incearca sa gaseasca solutia acestei rupturi in realitate. Pe parcursul cartii li se mai alatura mediumi, vampiri sau undeads. In timpul acesta Bill Door, fiindu-i dor de vechea slujba, omoara noul Death si ii ia locul, totul avand YES-ul cat jumatate de pagina a lui Azrael ( the supreme Death) ca pecete. In actiune mai intervin si troleibuze organizate ca o ferma de furnici sau spirite cu nume haioase ( One-Man-Bucket ) . Per total a fost draguta, parerea mea este ca a fost mai putin funny decat Mort dar mai am doua volume si dupa aceea fac comparatia la general.
Rating: 3/5 . Pentru ca totusi este o carte de Pratchett

A nice monday’s post

Today’s beeing a great day. For now.
I woke up dizzy after a night full of parties and….noah,nothing like that….i just went to bed very late cos i was caught up with Lolita. First 20 pages really cathes you , i woudn’t have let it down but my eyes were falling and i was dropping dead. ( i think this unsleepingness was caused by Mountain Dew, as a trivia, MD had the highest coffeine rating among all the fizzy drinks ). So today i had classes from 9 to 16 and i was wondering if we’ll do the same like last week. ( i woke up at 10 pm , i was home alone and almost deciding to not go to school , a buddy called me and asked me why i didn’t come then he said there was no school so i’d better come , loose some time together , socialize , and when i arrived at school the mates where leaving, saying it was a too beautiful day outside to stay like normal pupils at school ) . But today we did better than last week, we did just one class, neatly skipped the other.
Then i went to Mall cos is near my highschool and i was wondering where the fuck was Powersat. After i located it i took one copy and examined it very carefully cos i put price on books, so they have to be good looking ( of course after a couple of weeks there’ll apear scratches and folded pages but….i don’t know, is just another weird thing about me ). After that i saw Cory Doctorow’s Un miliard de sanse book but i hadn’t got any money left and i weeped but keeping the promise in my mind that someday i’ll get that one as well. Frida was dominating a shelf , it looked nice but the color was too “powerful” for my eyes so i couldn’t strain that much. Then i lingered across the other shelves looking for something new ( i didn’t saw Parfumierul though i wanted it desperately after i saw the movie ) .
It was quite cold outside but then the sun got on in his own rights and raised up the temperature with a few grades. really good monday. suprisingly i might say.

*wtf?*

My palm smells like coffee but i hadn’t had coffee.
I finally have a yellow-paged blocnotes for various notes and projects.
Me happy.
Bye.

Incognito

Imi amintesc ca prima data cand am vazut Incognito a fost acum ceva timp, cam 5 ani daca imi aduc eu bine aminte, in timpul vacantei de vara , pe ProTv. Mi-a placut pentru ca era un film despre falsificarea unei picturi celebre. Zilele trecute mi-a revenit in gand si l-am cautat pe oDC, din ~6000 de oameni doar 2 il aveau. Am facut rost de el destul de greu, dar a meritat.
Harry Donovan este pictor de meserie insa nu picteaza picturile lui , el falsifica picturile unor artisti de mana a 2-a pe care mai apoi le vinde pe sume mici de 4-5000 de $. Intr-o zi 3 oameni de afaceri implicati si ei in cumpararea si falsificarea picturilor celebre ii propun lui Harry o afacere de exceptie: sa falsifice o pictura de Rembrandt. Harry este pus pe ganduri de o lucrare de asemenea anvergura insa mirajul banilor promisi, 500 de mii de $ il convinge pana la urma. Dupa ce 3 experti in Rembrandt spus ca falsul este un original incontestabil , cel de-al 4-lea , o tanara profesoara sefa a comisiei Rembrandt din cadrul unei universitati , Marieke , contesta autenticitatea tabloului. In timp ce Harry este tras pe sfoara de cei 3 afaceristi insa reuseste sa ia pictura cu el, cu gandul sa o vanda, este acuzat de o crima pe care nu a comis-o. Si de aici incepe o cursa nebuneasca prin mai multe tari care ii are in prim plan pe Harry si Marieke pe de o parte si politia si afaceristii de cealalta parte. Un film frumos care chiar daca este vechi (1997) nu si-a pierdut nicidecum valoarea.
Rating:9/10