De ce in ziarele noastre nu exista asemenea discutii? Doar si la noi exista oameni care au auzit de Heidegger.

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This is interesting, whether you’re a Jew or not. Admission in some schools is still done based on parent’s nationality or religion.

I remember we had some religion teachers practiced the segregation with protestants or jew children. Very unethical.

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16 vs. 26

Discutiile legate de varsta au ca etalon 18 si 30, dar eu o sa compar 16 cu 26. Cum era la 16 ani si cum e la cei nou-impliniti 26.

Corp? O fi fost el mai ferm si mai aratos la 16 ani, dar de-abia de pe la 25 pot spune ca am inceput sa depasesc look-ul androgin. Ma simt fata/femeie, nu (mai) tin sa slabesc, incerc sa nu ma ingras si acum realizez efectul coditelor si pantofilor cu toc inalt asupra barbatilor.

Fata? Scapat de acnee. Nasul nu mai pare asa mare. S-a dus privirea de om haituit. Ce e mai mult de zis?

Minte? Muuuuch better. Much safer for me.  Nu mai am timp sa citesc asa mult, nu-mi mai alearga gandurile asa mult si departe, nu mai stau sa elaborez teorii, dar am mai multa incredere in mine, preiau criticile constructive si acum chiar primesc credit pentru teoriile elaborate atunci😀

Inima? Less on fire, but still burning. Ma bucur ca persoana de care-mi placea la 16 ani m-a respins fara drept de apel. Altfel am fi ajuns insurati si nefericiti. Asa, am ajuns: eu – cum sunt; iara el – cu nevasta, masina si casa (uite ce li se intampla tipilor de care mi-a placut! :P). Mai adaug si ca e foarte gras, foarte chel si are o privire rea, deci ma bucur cu atat mai mult ca si-a indeplinit toate visele mic-burgheze cu altcineva.

Empatie? Well… lose some, gain some. Altii nu mai pot plange prin mine. Renuntat partial la carapace. Incerc sa privesc obiectiv ce se intampla (mie sau altora)si incerc sa vad MEREU si cealalta fata a medaliei (mai bine zis, incerc sa vad si partea buna din lucrurile rele, nu numai pe dos ca pana acum).

Parents? much better. Is la vreo 200 de km de mine😛 (glumeam si nu prea). Nu mai sunt adolescentul revoltat bun de tap ispasitor, iar ei nu mai sunt adultii aia care ma santajeaza sentimental. Acum sunt copii cu acte in regula🙂 Mi-am asumat responsabilitatile alegerilor mele (omg, cat de matur in limba de lemn suna asta!).

Marriage? Eram mai potrivita atunci decat sunt acum (dada, stiam sa gatesc si gateam, calcam, barbatii pareau niste copii mici de care mama ma invata sa am grija :P). Pe de alta parte, nu mai am ganduri de calugarit sau schimbare de sex si insurat cu cea mai buna prietena (i was really innocent – or stupid? – in matter of love and sex… mybe both). I’ve come to think that not ALL real life marriages are BAD, as opposed to some bookish love.

Babies? Yes, please. Can I has three of them? Their father could give birth to them (ideally :D). Unchanged – always wanted children. Ideally, I’d have 3 and 2 would be twins, a boy and a girl.

Future plans? More realistic at 26. Well, I have in mind a college that didn’t seem quite attendable at 16. Next summer.

Money: I has my own money now. Which is good. I can buy a whichever kind of book whenever I want and I don’t have to tell why I bought it. Living with my parents or relatives  (even young ones) is out of the question. No more boy vs girl going out discrimination.

Job? not my dream job, not anything I thought of when I was 16. But it’s a good one, it suits me (hey, ever thought that my curiosity and my being detail oriented would make me a good bug hunter? or that my openess towards other cultures could bring me Vietnamese and Indian friends? not that bad being a tester, huh?)

Conclusion: glad to be 26.

Lived and learnt a lot of things since the beginning of 2008. Changed 5 homes and 2 hearts in attempt of building myself. It feels like something is ending, and although I’m not very happy with the output of all changes, everything will be fine.