YouTube: Lovers 'n Haters

Actually, it's "YouTube: Fans 'n Haters", but I thought it would be funnier to write "Lovers" instead of "Fans". Everything is so over the top, it's weird, and it takes some effort to remind yourself that life doesn't work that way. Maybe it worked that way when you were a teenager... Is that what YouTube is all about? A bunch of people who never left adolescence? A world where you either love or hate? Because more often than not, comments to a video are one of the two extreme opposites. Then again, I don't think it's just YouTube. It's very much internet in general, where people just give their opinion without taking the time to think it through, just raw and childlike. Lets not lie to ourselves, in the end we're just losers in front of a computer. Life is out there, real love, real hate and -surprise!- a whole spectrum of human emotions that just wouldn't fit on a "500-word YouTube comment". Ponder, won't ya?

Rambling bonanza!!!

I'm at work (oops, I shouldn't say this, I might get caught - haha!) and I'm bored beyond your wildest dreams. And it's Christmas Eve. And I had a little too much champagne!!! Well, I'm just tipsy. Then again, nobody's forcing me to stay here. I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reason? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got fear. Cuz that's all it is, baby! I sound like those two weirdos in "Donnie Darko"! "Fear and love are the deepest of human emotions.", to which Donnie answers: "You can't just lump everything into these two categories and then just deny everything else!". Damn' right, Donnie! I'll rephrase, then: Who needs reasons when you've got denial. Happy Holidays, everyone!

TIME GOES BY SO SLOWLY FOR THOSE WHO WAIT!!!

Yes, I know it's Madonna. But she was already stealing the tune from ABBA, so I'm allowed to steal from her (sorry, Midge - oh, and do send me the bill, har-de-har!!!). Getting to the point --> Aaaarrgghhh!!! It's so horrible to wait!!! Basically, I could be working next month on a project that will change my life forever... or not. So, in a nut shell, I'm at a junction with two roads: one that so far looks like today, yesterday and the day before that and another one that looks like nothing I've ever experienced and pretty much all I've ever dreamed of. There. And the best part is that there is NOTHING I can do about it. I just have to wait. God, I wish I knew how to meditate, I could really use some of that right now... Like some time by myself in a curch, but not during service. Some peace and quiet. Breathe... breathe... breathe...

I don't even know!

Thank God uploading a video takes forever and I only have a few minutes. That's why I'm writing a post instead, that's why you won't see me crying. I'm not actually crying - that's the worst part - I always hold it in. I get teary, like I'm about to burst and I just choke. I try to please too many people, I end up not pleasing a lot of you and most of all not myself. It's such a long journey to find yourself when your first certainty is that you're light-years away from most people, light-years away from what you're expected to be. Because I often take the time to think, to pause, to ask myself questions, to actually listen to what y'all have to say, I've noticed that most of you decide to squeeze in and add your little something extra to my life. That's very thoughtful of you, but mind your own business, unless I ask you. Funny... it's always when I don't that you just ramble on about what I "should" do for my own sake. My own sake? Fuck you, you selfish narcissist! I'll tell you who I wanna be: not the perfect ideal you have in store "for my sake" but my own fucking dream come true. Oh, and no, I won't cut my hair short. Shove THAT up your ass and fuck it, won't ya.

Now, to the rest of you who are genuinely nice, loving people who just let me be or even make me a better person, sorry 'bout the foul language (that's what comes out instead of tears).

The Dawn Of What?

Hi, nobody!

*I don't mean that I think you're a nobody, but I seriously think NO-BO-DY reads this.*
So, anyway, where was I? Oh yes, at the dawn of what! Cuz that's the thing, I can't even be too specific about it, mostly because I don't wanna jinx it, or compromise my future, but I'm currently at the end of a phase, that - ironically enough - will end at the end of the year. So, 2009 will have been one hell of a crazy ride and 2010 can only be better. Hell, what I've got planned for the first few months already tops everything that happened for twelve pretty lousy months. OK, so some things were good, but so much was fucked up, I'm just glad I survived to all of this, I'm glad I still have faith and willpower. But then I also can't be too specific about my future because I don't know exactly what's gonna happen, all I know is I'm preparing my life to welcome a whole lot of happiness. I'm not a very religious person but recently a priest said to me "In order to have something happen in your life, you have to let it happen." Sounds stupid, but so true when you think about it. It's also called "taking chances", allowing things to happen. Sure, in the end they can be bad, but if you don't try, they won't even be good, they just won't be.

Simple People Vs. Complicated People

I prefer simple people. I'm a naturally complicated person, I can't help it, I think too much and to go from point A to point B I always manage to stop at point Z, @ or µ along the way! But simple people (and by that I don't mean "dumb", just people who think less, but better), they keep me grounded. They teach me the beauty of sharing, the beauty that complicated people are too busy mocking, so that, as long as they're laughing pretentiously, they forget that it's missing in their lives. Thank God simple people like me (without you, I'd be forced to hang out with the likes of me!).

The People of Greece versus The Police

Hey you,

I called this a "CrayBlog". More like "CrazyWorld" when you think about it... Yes, a Greek policeman shot a student a year ago. Yes the people of Greece are angry today. I'm angry with them. I support them 100%. They waited, they waited a year and nothing has changed. This is a very sad situation and I do have to say I'm completely against war, whether it's a civil war, a war between countries or a war between individuals. But despite what "all the grown ups" always say about "not caring who did it it first", I have to say I disagree with that completely. It's a way of not dealing with the real problem. Today, civilians and policemen are at war in the streets of Greece. I care about who started the whole thing. Policemen (like soldiers) have weapons and they learn how to use them, theoretically so that they never have to use them. If they point (and shoot to kill, mind you!!!) at the people they are supposed to SERVE and PROTECT, then not only is their existence illegitimate, but they need a reminder of who is working for whom. The police works for the people, you seriously retarded ignorants, not the fucking way around.

Thank you for your attention.

Welcome to my CrazyBlog.

(Hopefully) nobody will read this crap. I say hopefully, not because of me, no, not because of what I might write cuz I already know it's gonna be rambling and rambling and more rambling, but because if somebody (that means YOU!) is reading this, it means that you have got nothing better to do with your time than to read my ramblings. And that, to me, means that all hope is lost. So, since I still have a shred of it left, I assume nobody will read this. But I write it anyway, cuz it's an itch I just HAVE to scrath!!! And basically, I've been filming loads of rambling videos that I eventually didn't upload, because it takes longer than to write something. So, I decided to upload videos only when it's either a skit, a song or a more constructed rambling. This post being about me welcoming you (you being nobody, if you've been paying attention!), I won't start any topic now. Plus, it's almost 3 a.m. and I have to work tomorrow. And the day after that. And then the day after THAT, I have to get up at 4:30 a.m. to take a plane to head back to my hometown for a week. And so, I should go to sleep like RIGHT NOW if I don't want to:

a) be useless at work
b) not be able to wake up and miss my flight (happened last time!)
c) sleep all day every day of my holiday week and piss it away (I hope it never happens!!!)

So, to summarize, welcome, you're not reading this, I'm not writing anything anyway, and I should go to sleep. Now.