The premise

From the start I am going to make it clear that is blog will be in English only, this is how I meant it to be. I chose wordpress for a blog just because Ms. Adrian Nastase uses it, if it’s good enough for him it’s good enough for me. I wanted a blog because I sometimes felt the need to write down my thoughts and what better way than this; maybe somebody will actually find some similarities with me so I know i’m not the only one as screwed up as this. Yes, I say screwed up because that’s just how I feel right now but I have to explain a little so you can understand my saga. Since the 28th of August I started everything all over again that is I moved because of the faculty. I know some of you are thinking that’s not like a real start-over and like everybody has done it but I don’t feel that way. I moved from Galati, Romania to Amsterdam The Netherlands. I went from a life of no worries with food always on the table with a roof over my head with friends and family to a totally different environment. I left everything behind… From all the things I took with me the only ones that mattered to me were the Bible, my digital camera, my guitar, a straight razor and a bracelet that my girlfriend gave me. That basically sums me up, it’s kind of awkward I know but those are it. The Bible because although my view on religion and Christianity in special is a little distorted the book is really well written and it has some ideas which I adhere to. MY digital camera because seeing the world through a lens sometimes helps and like Ernst Haas said “There is only you and your camera. The limitations in your photography are in yourself, for what we see is what we are.” I started playing guitar more like an ambition actually because my father plays the cello, piano and guitar so I kind of felt bad for not knowing how to play anything; so I chose guitar and I am really satisfied with it, it helps me relax and brings harmony when I need it most. The straight razor is very old, I bought it at a flea market and I do use it for shaving. I think that straight razor shaving is pretty much a lost art and I enjoy the whole ritual that goes into it. In a broader sense the straight razor actually represents my love for everything related with the army. I am really keen on knives which I collect, I know how to use nunchuks, I owned an air rifle back home and I am totally addicted with camouflage. And last but not least the bracelet… I have it on my hand since I got it from Maria about 6 months ago and it replaces an even older one which was also from her. It has a great deal of importance to me and I never take it off. It’s weird I don’t even know why I keep it anymore but it somehow is a part of me now.. it still links me to home I guess. So these are the things I took with me … and I took them to try to make it a little like home I think . I remember a show of the great stand up comedian George Carlin in which he made fun of our habit of taking as much stuff with us when we go on vacation and as soon as we get to our destination we start filling the place up with our things so we feel secure… we feel like home. He was so funny and sadly so right. But how can I feel at home when I am 2500 km from it? I find myself feeling most alone when I am surrounded by people which feels so bad… Amsterdam is a great city, I am not saying it’s not, but I need to get used to it, if I ever will because right now it doesn’t feel that way. I am going to continue this first post but for now I think I will leave it at this

~ by vladcepraga on September 24, 2007.