Fucking marketing

Guess it’s that time again, when something pisses me off and i can’t put all my anger into 164 characters, so i’m cleaning off the dust of my wordpress blog and making a post here. I already tweeted 3 tweets related to this topic, but i think i still have some stuff i want to say (yeah, i joined twitter. And i really like it).

This actually started with twitter, i was going trough my dashboard and i came across a tweet which says “save the world- sign up for a trip to Guatemala, to destroy Mayan calendar” (you can get more information here – izglabpasauli.lv). I looked into it and found out that this is some stupid marketing promotion for BalticMiles (loyalty program for AirBaltic). Newspeople say that AirBaltic possibly is on a verge of bankruptcy, or at least has serious problems, but seriously, do they think that by offering to destroy an important cultural heritage, about whom some people think it prophesies the end of the world (Mayans got tired of writing it. Get over it. Seriously, why do you need a calendar for thousands and thousands of years, no one lives that long!), is the best and most efficient way to promote your product? I understand that Hollywood takes this 2012 bullshit and tries to make money out of it, which, by the way, it didn’t (google it), so why do they think they’ll do better?
The fuck, right? What an illiterate, shallow, disrespectful assholes!

Here’s an idea to everyone who signed up for this, why don’t you check out Al-Queda, i’m sure if you promise to destroy a priceless cultural heritage, for example The Statue of liberty in NYC, they’ll pay for your flight to NYC. Who cares, right?! At least you get to go tao NYC for free. Pfhh. Assholes.

Btw, i don’t know what it is, but it seems i can’t get trough a post without cursing. Maybe it’s just one of those days.

to tumblr [if you don't know what it is, just let it pass by, it's not for you]

Hey, tumblr! Get your shit together! What’s up with you today?

Without you, i find internet to be quite empty [i know,i just said internet is empty] place to be. So i just stayed in bed and watched Dexter’s latest episode [which, by the way,  is awesome]. And also tried [& succeeded ]to ignore mountains of debts i have to do for school.

My life is averagely awesome! How about you?

Human stupidity irritates me. Unreasonable emotionality even more (then again when emotions have reasoning? ). This pretty much sums up last couple of  days.

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.

Albert Einstein

what u wish for

just reread some of my early posts (which mostly are rubbish and absolutely useless), but this one hit me. almost all of those things have happened

- i haven’ t quit my school but i have only one semester left and then gotta write my bachelors paper

- i had my hair in several brown shades

-  i’ve been working on a cruise ship for a year now (whole damn year)

- and almost living abroad- half of the month i spend in a sea and go out to stockholm every other day. and i no longer live with my parents, which is almost like living abroad

- the only thing is that i haven’t gotten rid of my camera. which is great, cause if i did i would kick my old-me butt for that

to sum this up, i once again reminded myself that on all occasions i gotta be sure what i’m wishing for.

sea

today after work i went outside on the deck. this is surreal. i’ m sitting there with my peppermint tea, book and a wish that i smoked, but as i don’t i’ve chosen least of the worst and drank my tea (i don’t drink tea or other hot beverages in general), and just enjoyed the moment. i’m not sentimental and i’m not going to copy bad novels with the description of sunset, but DAMN IT!, i’m in the middle of baltic sea, sipping warmish (not hot) tea and looking at what’s left of sunset and all it’s orange and really dark blue (u think it’s black, but it’s not) in it’s contrast is so juicy (yes, that’s the exact adjective) it hurts my eyes.

who gets to live like this? and guess what? i do like my job.

edit: i should’ve posted this yesterday, but this will do as well

fantasies vs. facts

what do you do when you finally get what you thought you wanted, but when actually getting it, understand that you liked the idea of getting it, than actually getting it. and it’s not like you can return it. or maybe it just takes time to adjust.

p.s. my dear reader (u know who) i finally wrote something

noise.

so. what’ s up? good.

i’ m very tired. i’ ve been working this shift quite a lot. most of these days i’ve been waking up at about 7am to open cafe. got couple of hours 3 or 4 a day off and then back to work till about 12ish every night. i know it’s nothing outrageous and if i worked on shore, that probably would be my regular work week, but here it’s way more devastating. i don’t know why. i don’ t want to sound like i’m whining, it’ s just i’m very tired and antisocial today. so i might as well write this all down here. and i think tallink is going to bankrupt, cause there is nothing to eat in our lunch room. so take very tired person add hunger and u get how i feel. good that i made myself to go out today to this mall we call “the red”. None of us really knows it’s called, i think it’ s Karlsplan or smth. cause there’ s metro station in front of it with that name, but the building is red, so that’s how it got it’s nickname. Some of my dear friends have name day’s (it’s like a birthday, but for your name) coming up and i thought if i could find some nice gifts at H&M, but it was under construction or something ( i’m not that good at swedish yet) and is closed till 25th. so i got myself a chocolate muffin at mc’ donalds and jamato, to get my hunger down a bit, and head back.

what else.. oh yeah, today is the most cheesiest holidays of the year-valentine’s. last year we had nice time at ema’ s place, this year i’m working, agi is sick, chai’s in london (which by the way, is awesome ), marta most probably is very sweet, cuddly and romantic with her husband to be and ema, our hostess herself, i don’t even know what she’s doing. and my other friends.. as most of them are in some kind of relationship, i suppose are spending the day with their boyfriends or girlfriends. i envy chai, she’s celebrating chinese new year’s instead of having to deal with all the nonsense valentine’ s is. too bad there is no chinatown in stockholm (at least not that i know), i would have gone there.

and by he way, i have to work on easter this year, so i’ ll get some extra money. hope ryanair will have good prices, i’d love to get away for couple of days.

what’s new with you?

a world to get lost in

for a while i’ve got lost in tumblr world and was thinking of being a part of it, not just a guest. so i  finally did it!

www.poiuiop.tumblr.com

if i lived in NYC

Esmu novērojis interesantu parādību. Jo ilgāk es esmu prom no mājām, jo vairāk es sāku saprast, kas tieši ir mājas. Kad cilvēks tiek pakļauts grandiozām pārmaiņām un tiek iemests pavisam svešā valstī, sabiedrībā un kultūrā, kur viņš ir spiests adaptēties, viņš sāk redzēt pats sevi skaidrāk. Laikam vienīgais veids, kā uzzināt, saprast un spēt novērtēt pašam savas tautas un kultūras specifiku, ir laupīt to sev pilnībā. Ar katru gadu prom no Latvijas un kļūstot vecākam, es aizvien labāk saprotu, kas es patiesībā esmu, no kurienes esmu nācis, kā tas mani ir ietekmējis un ko es gribu darīt.

Latvieši var iet karstā pirtī, nosēdēt tur ilgu laiku, tad uzgāzt uz akmeņiem daudz ūdens un nosēdēt vēl ilgu laiku pēc tam. Pēc tam sevi (un citus) nodauzīt ar zariem. Tad iziet ārā, pakūpēt vēsumā un iet iekšā atkal. Savādi, bet tev vajag piedzimt sūrā un aukstā klimatā, lai spētu novērtēt pirti. Vēl savādāk ir tas, ka vietējie un brūnie dienvidnieki-iebraucēji, kas ir pieraduši dzīvot daudz lielākā karstumā, kārtīgu saunu nespēj izturēt ilgāk par 3 minūtēm. Žēl, ka viņi nekad mūžā nav redzējuši āliņģi. Viņiem pat prātā nevarētu ienākt kāds praktisks pielietojums tam varētu būt. Nav arī viņi informēti par pirts labo iespaidu uz organisma veselību un imunitāti. Es esmu latvietis, es nāku no kultūras, kurā pirts ir visnotaļ svarīga un bieži vien sabiedriska “tīrīšanās” procedūra, kas palīdz ne tikai fiziski, bet arī garīgi. Es esmu latvietis, un pēc pirts varu skriet vārtīties pliks kupenā. Ja tu esi ar latviešiem, tad pirts ir štelle. Turpat netālu parasti ir arī ābolu sula. Un citas labas lietas.

Es esmu latvietis, un es sāku aizvien labāk saprast, ko tas nozīmē. Tas nozīmē, ka man garšo ābolu sula. Arī kombinācijā ar citām lietām. Vispār man garšo jebkas, kur ir āboli. Ābolu maize, ābolu pankūkas, ābolu zapte, āboli pie gaļas, āboli cepti un āboli svaigi. Ar viskiju, ar cukuru. Te neviens nav dzirdējis par džeimsonu ar ābolu sulu. Tas tapēc, ka Latvija taču ir ābolu zeme. Latvijā rudens ir praktiski visu gadu, un āboli ir rudens augļi. Austrāļi dzer apelsīnu, mango un aprikožu sulu. Tapēc, ka tie augļi te aug. Kad man kļūst skumji un sagribas uz mājām, es uzēdu ābolus. Vai iejaucu džeimsonu.

rest of this here

i wonder, if i lived elsewhere, would i  be thinking about Latvia and being latvian like this guy does?

reading this i understood that these are thing i absolutely love about latvianity (is that a word? if not, let me have all copyrights:) ), and only (mainly) latvians appreciate. and this is not me being patriotic.

me too. very much