duminică, 22 iunie 2014


I started watching this Revolution, a TV series which unfortunately has been cancelled after 2 seasons. It is about a somehow "post-apocalyptic" world where people do not have electricity at all. I realized that technology and electricity are so indispensable for us.

Obviously, when you think of a world without electricity the first thing that comes to your mind is that you won't have your phone, laptop and so on. And yes, these are soo important. Phones are the easiest ways to communicate with each other. Someone you know who lives 5000 km away from you is just a phone call away. So yes, mobile phones became a necessity. But think further, we wouldn't have, for example, refrigerators. We would have to haunt our food. We couldn't transport ourselves from a place to another, only by foot or horse. Can you imagine that? Now I'll exagerate a little. In Revolution, if you go outside you can get killed for food. Imagine having one of your family members getting killed just by going out. Not to mention medicine. History says that back in the 13th century, getting a cold could have killed you. And that is because there was no medicine.

Now, the world would be less poluted, but can you imagine the anachy created? I'm not much of a society follower, but the truth is that without rules, without law, we would kill each other over a piece of meat.

My point is that electricity and technology are truly blessings and we should not abuse them because as we all know, when you over-use something, even if its purpose is a good one, it becomes a drug to you which eventually will get you killed.

I dare you to live 3 days without using any kind of technology, electricity. Use candles instead of lamps. Keep your food out of the refrigerator. Wash yourself with "hand-made" boiled water. Don't use of phone, laptop and so on. If you think living without social media would be hard, unusual, try living without electricity :)

joi, 5 iunie 2014

Fuck you, class of 2015!

So, if everything goes well, I'll graduate highschool next year. In my country, there is this tradition, to hold a party similar to the american proms. However, these parties are reaaaally expensive and my school has this stupid tradition on having this 'prom' night every year at the most expensive hotel in town. Honestly, what the fuck?

Anyway, it's not like we are forced to have the party there, but it's a tradition. Yesterday there was this parents' meeting and most of them said they won't pay such a big sum of money for a stupid prom night. Today, we opened the subject in the class, my classmates didn't even want to consider another place where to hold our prom?

Needless to say, I'm not going. Of course, my classmates say I'm a bitch for not going nor paying the teachers' menu, but excuse me if I'm not willing to pay for: a prom which will last for about 5 hours. You pay a sum of about $150 while an average salary in Romania is about $300. You go to this expensive hotel (there is some, as they say 'awesome' room for big parties, but it's not that awesome, really). In that room, there will be around 150-200 people, half of which I don't know because we never talk and another quarter I can't stand seeing. Now tell me, is it worthy?

There are some rich girls in my class for whom going to this prom was a dream ever since they were 10. I don't mean being mean, but if that's your goal in life you should be thrown in a poor village for a month and be fed only with bread and water. See if prom is still your goal in life.

Now, I don't have a problem with the whole idea of having a prom night, although I find it superficial, but people! Consider cheaper places, not every parent can afford giving half of their salaries to their child's prom night. Actually, it's pretty much a salary, maybe even 2, taking in consideration that you need a dress, shoes, make-up and so on.

I'm not much of a party girl, I only go to parties because sometimes I like to act girly but there is a fine line between this and throwing your parents' salaries of your fucking prom night, knowing you're not going to have fun there.

For all these things, and many others for which it would take me a week to write, I say fuck you, class of 2015!