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Love Pakistan or Leave

UN: Karachi 25 Nov. Security Update
Law and order situation tense in parts of Orangi Town after killing of three political workers yesterday. IDEAS 2008 Exhibition also in progress in Expo Center at Hassan Square which may cause traffic congestion. Shahrah e Faisal (the street where my office is) will remain congested from 16pm to 19pm. All advised to avoid or tread cautiously mentioned areas.

UN: Karachi 28 Nov. Security Update.
Firing reported in parts of Orangi town, Nazimabad and Banaras. 3 persons dead and 23 injured. Snap checks by police in many parts of the city. Maximum caution advised.

UN: Karachi 29 Nov. Security Update
Violence spreading to other parts of city including Banaras, Sohrab Goth, Safoora, Las Bela, Business Record Road, Empress Market, Bara Board. So far, 7 vehicles, 2 shops and 2 houses burnt. Shoot at sight orders issued to police. All advised to remain indoors.

UN: Karachi 1 Dec. Security Update.
13 people lost their lives in firing incidents date. Situation still disturbed in parts of Orangi, Banaras, Pak Colony, Sohrab Goth, Baldia and Malir. Schools throughout city will remain closed tomorrow as a result. All advised to maintain low profile and conduct office routine tomorrow. Missions into and out of city to proceed with caution. All to avoid mentioned troubled areas.

These are just few examples of SMS which I’m used to receive during the days while being in Karachi. It is sad, but I have to admit that such things are happening for real. Though I have never seen from a close distance such incidence, but honestly I’m not even looking forward to do that.
When you are in office doing your daily tasks or having nice dinner with your friends on the roof café (on the roof of our house), you don’t even realize that such things actually are happening. Luckily I’m living in a very peaceful and secure area and all fights are happening only on the side of the city.
I was told that all these fighters are targeting only each other because of some political/religion issues.
As I’m more and more settling down into Karachi’s life, my mind can not accept such fact that something can happen to me. So far I haven’t experienced any threats (except the food direct impact on my stomach in the beginning of my arrival).
Local people simply used to that.

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One day I was going home from my office by rickshaw and I saw some kind of “graffiti” on the wall: Love Pakistan or Leave. And I found it so damn right. The MC and exInterns are trying to promote the opportunities in Pakistan and encourage people to come here, but… You want it or not – here the life is a bit different than anywhere else. Not everyone can make a decision to come to Islamic country and it is absolutely fine. You have to be naïve if you think that you can easily convince any intern to come to Lithuania. How many people still think that Lithuania is still the same as they used to see in Hollywood movies Russian cities in period of 80’s..?
Here, in Pakistan, is no compromise – Love or Leave. That’s what I’m trying to do in the last days – to define the beauty of Pakistan. Unfortunately everything came not on the right time. I guess my ‘Honey Moon’ is passing away. The longer I live here and more people I interact with, the more challenges I’m facing. I starting to notice that the understanding of leadership is a bit different to what I used (AIESEC influenced as well), understanding the timing, tasks and promises delivery, language barrier, housekeeping, etc – all these small details comes into one big problem called culture shock.
At that moment you realize that you not going to change their culture, the way of thinking, you can not force them to adapt to your needs. The most you can do is just to stop for a minute, take a deep breath in, write down your frustration on the sheet of paper and continue your adventure.
Love Pakistan or leave…

Lets explore Pakistan!

Hey everybody! Hope you missed me as I missed you : )
Today is my 19th day in Pakistan. In these days happened quite many things: I attended national conference as a facilitator, first time in my life I was going so long on the bus (a trip from Lahore to Karachi - 21 hour), exploring new dishes and drinks, finally started my job which is quite good in the beginning and going to be even better in near future...
I guess most of you are wondering how is my job looks like, the office, my boss, colleagues and what a hell I'm doing there. So I'm going to talk little bit about official side of my living here in Pakistan and I'm going to finish this entry with some interesting/funny things which I found in Karachi.
To go from my living place to the office takes around 15-20 min by car. I am lucky because my flat mate and my colleague in a company (an intern from Argentina) has a good friend Mina, who takes us every morning to the job by car. Usually I and my friend Tobias from Argentina come first in the company. Officially work starts at 9 am (at that time we are always present), but the rest my colleagues starts gathering at around 9:30 or even later. It depends on your status in the company: the higher position you take, the later you can come. We supposed to finish work at 6 pm, but people tend to stay a bit longer (sometimes till 7 pm) because of big work load.
Personally I'm not really overloaded as I just started (one week ago). First week I was given all kind of trainings about our products. As I'm going to work in sales department, it is extremely important to know all specifications of our product. To mention few of them: eQ System (queue management system and ticketing machines), Information Display Systems (something like ACM screens, plasma TVs, running line on Finasta building in Vilnius and etc) and finally - Touch Screen Kiosk. Don't ask me more about these products because you not going to buy them from me so don't waist my time. Thank you.
So in my department we are 6 people so far. My two colleagues are about my age (24 yo), other two - a bit older. And the oldest is my boss who is kind of cool guy. He is strict with deadlines, but very open for new ideas, suggestions or simply random questions.
Besides my department there is international sales department (there I'm going to work after some time), development, IT, Network department, Accountings and etc.
Inside the company we have few servants who take care of all of us: brings tea/coffee, cleans tables before/after job, brings some food if you don't feel like going by yourself somewhere to eat and all kind of stuff to which you could get to use. I still don't feel comfortable with that. I'm not really used that someone serves me like that (I don't count waitresses in restaurants).
Going back to products, I must say that I like and believe in potential of these products and most importantly - the value which they create to our customers. I'm really proud working for company which has clients such as: ABN-Amro, State Bank of Pakistan, Standard Chartered, Qatar Airways, citibank, Dubai Financial Market, American Express and many other big companies in Middle East. I strongly believe that is chance of my life to meat people from top management positions from one of these/such companies. Looking forward to start sales!
The days in my job are running quite slow as I don't have many things to do. I’m always waiting for evening when I and Tobias are going home. Here starts fun. There are two options of getting back home. As Karachi is 7+n times bigger then Vilnius - public transportation is not an option. In general, buses are weird here. You never know when and where they going to stop, you have no f#$%ing idea how much they will charge you and they very rarely actually stops. They simple slow down on the side of the street and people jumping in and out of the bus.
So, as I said, there are two options to get back home: taxi or rickshaw (it is more advanced bike on 3 wheels and with engine which runs on gas). In rickshaw are only two seats behind the driver. This is a second week when I'm going home by rickshaw and every single day they want me to charge with some extra bonus. I'm really proud to say that my negotiation skills are better then my friends' who is working here since the end of June. Communicate in rickshaw while he is driving through overcrowded streets - theoretically not possible. Driving skills can not leave you without impression. Everyday I'm sitting in rickshaw and smiling... Smiling like it is my last trip... I find difficult to describe how they driving: they can use each additional centimeter between the cars in order to be in front of traffic light. Speed and nose they make - incredible! Now I understand why parents from upper class prefer to invest a little bit more and hire a personal driver for their kids or themselfs. For some teenagers the traffic is too streesful.
Continuing about the traffic... Do you know that on crossroads they don't have a traffic light for pedestrians? Sometime you can see zebra on the road, but it doesn't really help as people have to run. Naturally comes a question: how to cross the street?! The answer is as simple as the question itself: if you see that cars are not going, waiting for green light - feel free to cross the street wherever you feel comfortable.
If you, for example, driving a car at late nigh or even during the day on less crowded street, you always can stop or park your car wherever you like. Here are no green, red or yellow zones. I was a witness in a car which stopped in a roundabout for 10 seconds, because driver needed to think which exit to take. The logic behind that is very simple: if I'm not disturbing anyone, it means I'm not breaking any rules, right?
Few days ago we were for a dinner somewhere in the city. I had really nice dinner: Mutton Kidney and Kapura (testicles). The taste of testicles was quite good. It reminds chicken just more soft : ) Anyways, after a dinner the sat in the cars and one of my friend was driving a car. I asked him to show his driver licence (like a joke or something), and he answered: I don't have licences... I thought he is joking. But finally I found out that it is for real. He is 20 years old and driving a car since 16 and he is not planning to get official driver licences. That night he took his mothers car (she was aware of that)... Police is very tolerant to such cases. It is enough to give them around 50-150 rupees (1-2 US $) and they let you go.
I’m still afraid to cross the street as I can not get used to the left driving side. I always look to wrong direction...
Well, that’s how I find my job and life on the streets. This week I'm planning to have a shopping mania! We will see how good my negotiation skills in clothing sector. Stay tuned and you will find shopping culture in Pakistan and little bit about local parties. Should be nice.

From Karachi to Lahore and back

Some time has already past since I wrote my last entry. It has a logic reason behind that: since my first day of arrival, I was traveling quite a lot and I was busy with some AIESEC related stuff, plus I was going into Pakistan culture.
So in this entry I’m going to tell you little bit about my first week in Pakistan where National AIESEC Pakistan conference included is.
I guess it would be interesting to know that when I landed in Pakistan airport at 3:45 am on 30th of October and when I past customs, nobody from AIESEC members came to pick me up… At the beginning I thought that it is just a joke which they do to all interns in order to scare them little bit… but after 10-15 minutes I started to become anxious because all people around the airport were staring at me. And it was something totally new for me. I received about 6 offers to help to care the luggage, bring me to the “cheap” hotel, a cab for a ride and etc… Honestly I felt really uncomfortable. Luckily after 30 minutes came two AIESEC’ers. I recognized them from a far away! If I wouldn’t meet them 5 more minutes I most probably would start to look for a cab which would take me to my living place. But then I would have a problem as no one from interns or MC was inda house.
However, I was taken to the house of one of the new recruited members - Hassan. From the very beginning I was impressed of the hospitality here in Pakistan. They were ready to give me everything in order I would feel satisfied. Actually such attention was too big for me and they made me feel quite uncomfortable… One interesting fact about Pakistan is that all people in higher class are speaking English. I thought that my English is pretty much good back in Lithuania, but compare to students and their parents – I’m quite poor… But it is ok. It means I have lots of space to improve my language skills. I just hope my new Pakistani friends don’t expect me to learn urdu (national language), I even not able to remember all peoples’ names. All of them are Ahmed, Fatima, Ayaz, Shazib, Bashir, Asad and etc.
So, after few hours of sleep I had to wake up in order to be picked up to the Karachi train station where I met more LC Karachi members. We sat into the train which supposed to take as to Lahore. The trip was interesting only because it took ~16 hours to get from Karachi to Lahore. In the train I had nice experience with Pakistan. It was first time I was drinking Pakistani beer and because of that people found me super cool : ) It happened when I showed how to open bottle beer with another bottle of beer. For them it was something Wow! Of course my stories also made some impression as I have quite rich experience in all “these” things.
As soon as I arrived to Lahore I joined facilitators’ team. Somehow I was perceived very naturally and I didn’t get any explanation about the conference, objectives and the introduction to the faci team was kind of formal one… It was good that I had a chance to read all objectives and explanations of the sessions before coming.
The chair of the conference was Rishab (ex AI VPER from India). I found him as really cool guy (in beginning I had little bit different opinion). Indians knows how to make peoples mood!
Venue. Believe me – it was awesome! I have never seen something like that! Whole conference was in Lahore Country Club which is for rich people who are coming to play cricket (varied game). And the members were so proactive! I really enjoyed being around. One of the biggest impressions they made to me is about their English communication. Even you are not close to them while they are working in smaller groups, they keep communicating in English and you always can fallow the idea what they talking about.
It was really nice when I received compliments that they liked my sessions. Now I feel more self-confident about my presentation and facilitation skills. If totally new culture could accept my jokes, my methods of deliver – it means I can do even more!
One thing which started to annoy (little bit) – it is curiosity. For them I was something unseen and exotic… Believe me or not, but I answered personally to ~80 people to the following questions: a) where are you from (after that naturally comes question “where it is”), b) how do you like Pakistan?, c) when did you arrive?, d) how long you going to stay (where you going to stay?), e) why did you come to Pakistan?! These were the main questions… Other were about the language we speak, our food and etc.
I had already prepared answers to all these questions so everything went quite automatically…
There was only one thing I was complaning and making jokes about - food! All 5 days (almost everyday) I had chiken and rise at every lunch and dinner. I thought I will get sick of that. And what is most important, they don't eat vegetables! Me and the rest lithuanians are used to eat meat with rise/patatos and some vegetables or salad, right..?
Finally after conference we took 2 days for sightseeing in Lahore. This city is really nice and has impressive historical places which definitely are worth to see. But after these two days I had to go back to Karachi because on Monday I had to start my job (first day). So we took a bus and the trip in total last for 21 hours…
Now I’m in my new flat where I’m going to live one year. The room is small, no shelves, lots of dust and random stuff left by people who were living before… It will take some time to get used to the traveling to the job and back, shopping and etc… But that’s the beauty of the internship.
Next time I’m going to tell more about Karachi, its people and my job. Keep in touch and thanks for taking care of me : )

Highway through the hell

Finally after sleepless night my father came to Vilnius to pick me to the airport and say goodbye as we not going to see each other for the rest of one year.
All funny things started at 4:00 am on 26th of October. As you might know at this time we have to turn one hour back. Confusion started before actually leaving my place. At the end everything came out that I had more time then I needed to be in airport. But in other hand – my family had a chance to stay with me little bit longer. I, meanwhile, was thinking oppositely – the faster changes will come, the faster everybody will adapt. So, as you can understand I supposed to change time zones several time during 24h: Lithuania, Copenhagen, next day from Copenhagen to Istanbul and when – to Karachi.
In the beginning everything went quite smoothly. I was picked up in Copenhagen airport by MCVPER Morten. When I was contacting him by e-mail, I didn’t really know who he is. As soon as I saw him I remembered him from ENERGY and SYNERGY conferences in Latvia and Lithuania (if I’m not mistaken). So it was nice surprise. He also awarded me with very delicious breakfast at his place. Beer was included as well (at 9 am). According Morten is ‘never to early for beer’ – and I totally support this idea. ‘Well, the last drop of European beer’ I told to myself.
After I studied guidelines how to get to the Pakistan embassy and from embassy to the airport I left Mortens’ place (which is shared with another MC guy Prateek from India). I managed to get to the final train station but the problem came when I needed to find a right street. According Morten it should be easy: when you get out of the train, turn to the left side, walk shortly till the small street, when turn to the left (again) and third road on your left should be the right street you need. Hmmm. I’m at the station, but where to go?! As I had time, I decided not to ask for a help from strangers passing me by and to manage by myself. I tried to go to one side of the station – nothing. When I went to another side of station – not even close the street which I need. I even had small part of map printed from internet and as I could read other streets names around but the streets I saw was for sure none of them. I still didn’t panic as I had same extra time before embassy opens. I started to ask for direction to strangers who were passing me. I asked three different people and all of them said differently. That moment I realized that I might be lost. For the last try I decided to go into the nearest shop and ask there. The old lady who hardly could speak English, but at least understood what I was saying started to analyze my map. After while she gave up and brought a bigger one. Eureka! We found a place where I need to get. But it was too far to go by foots and especially with big bag on wheels and one on my back. So I took a train for one more stop. Finally I was on the right direction. I managed to come to the embassy just before they opened. I was naïve as I believed that my visa is waiting for me and I need just to pay. I came to the council and gave a later which I received from Pakistan which states that I got multiply business visa for one year.
- ‘Ok. Now you have to fill in the application form, attach your photo and your passport’, said council…
- ‘What?! I don’t have photo! Nobody told me to bring it hear’ – I was totally shocked.
- ‘This is a normal procedure’ – continued in the monotonic voice council.
- ‘So how long it will take to get visa..?’ – More and more started to panic.
- ‘Up to ten days…’
I lost my voice… tried to say something and argue but he simply called next visitor… Luckily I had a number of MC in Pakistan. I called to Pakistan MCVPX, explain the situation and she started to work on my visa. Problem was that nobody from Pakistan embassy didn’t want to pick the phone. I even tried to give my mobile phone to the council through window but he totally ignored me.
Finally, after some 15 min when someone from Pakistan board or migration department called to Pakistan embassy in Copenhagen, they took me to second floor to the main guy in the embassy (as I thought so). He ensured me that everything will be ok, and I will manage to catch my flight which supposed to be in 1.5 h. But before I get visa I need to bring my photo. I got scared that I will miss my flight and I will stuck in Copenhagen for hell knows how long as I didn’t have more money to buy new tickets. So I had to run to the train station where was a photo machine. Guess if I had any Danish krone? No! So I started running all around looking where can I exchange euros. I found one place, but the guy worried me that exchange rate is really bad – fuck it. I need 60 krones right now! After running to one and other side I was completely wet (the rain helped in it a lot as well).
More over, council asked me to pay. It supposed to be easy thing as they don’t accept cash; I took my debit card – not valid. Credit card – the same. Fuck. I was told that 5 min walk from here is a bank and can make a transfer. I thought I’m going to die because of running with my backpack (which is ~7.5 kg). When they got my photo and receipt from the bank, I had to wait until everybody will sign and will issue my visa. But before I got my passport into my hand, the main council wanted to know what is AIESEC and if he can send some Pakistani people to Lithuania to work in textile field or in IT. I wanted to shoot myself…
I was happy getting back my passport with Pakistan visa (even for three months instead of one year long) I was running with all my bags to train station. As soon as I got in the train which took me to the airport I could relax, because the rest time depends not on me.
Of course I was late to my flight. Luckily Turkish airlines are very friendly and they changed my tickets for free. Now I have two more days in Copenhagen till my flight. Thanks to Morten I have where to stay.
I’m not in Pakistan yet, but so much stress in one day! The whole year in Pakistan is going to be fun.

bye bye party #3

Yeah, right! Yesterday was my bye bye party number 3. First one was introduced in my previous post. Next day I had a small party in sauna with my relatives. And finally yesterday I came back to my home town where I met my old friends whith whom I grow up. They taught me how to smoke, drink, party till the early morning and lots of other things which I don't regret.
As usually we met in our most favorit bar called Respublika. I also had a very nice surprise from Siauliai, Kaunas and Vilnius. Few friends came to meet me without wondering in advanced. I felt really pleased... After couple of beers we took brendy (as usually) and when we run out of brendy it came time for moving to the club. Nothing better can be than partying in da club with good friends. I danced and shout on the dance floor as it is my last time of freedom. As I don't know what kind of parties will be in Pakistan, I tried to take out everything in maximum level being in Lithuania.
This morning when I woke up, I woke up with a smile on my face as I remembered yesterday night. It is still difficult to realise that I have such great people around me. I told them to miss me : ) I'm pretty sure they will! I will make my best to keep in touch with all of them during my stay in Pakistan. Pictures, e-mails and experience - this will be my gift to them.
Next post will be either from Copenhagen, either from Pakistan. Lots of adventures are still in ahead. I please God to help me with logistics in order be on time in Copenhagen. The rest everyting gonna be alrigth.

Bye bye party

People usually think that parties and being in the center of attention is something natural for me. Today you going to find out about me something new!
The days are running out and the date of my departure coming closer and closer. In whole AIESEC career I attended many "Goodbye parties" and "Welcome parties". This time it was all about me and I had big dilemma should I organize something similar or not... The truth is that I don't like to create attention to myself. Quite difficult to explain why it is so, but it is simply me.
Anyways, I decided that I want to meet all my friends in one place in Vilnius. I wanted to remember how they look, all random jokes which can be understandable only between us and so on... One evening chatting with my very good friend Sandra she told me: "You have to organize "Goodbye party" with all your friends in order to remember the reason why should you come back to Lithuania after internship". And she was so damn right!
I really didn't expect that so many people will come to say "bye" before my leaving. Yesterday I realized that I have very good friends around me and I can count on them whenever I need it and of course I'm always ready to do my best for them. I'm going to miss you all and the time which we spent together. I hope that all good moments still are in ahead.
The party started as usually and as I'm not perfect in logistics and screwed up with location : ) But thanks to Vytenis and Vija who came to the pub "Grasas" worried me that this pub is closed and they found a new place and even reserved the tables. After couple of beers we became overcrowed and we decided to move to MC flat. This flat has seen the best parties ever! Last night was not an exception. I honestly tried to enjoy each moment with all people who attended the party. Sorry if you didn't get my attention enought. Just let me know about that and I will figure out how to compensate it : )
Naturally after such long and hard night I fall asleep in Denys' bed. Poor girl was kicked out from the bet (as always) and didn't let her sleep. But thanks for taking care of me. She is the one who always make sure that I'm ok... Well, finally she will have one year with a calm and sweet sleep.
During the party I made a small trick with my guests. As I wanted to make sure that the same people will come to my "Welcome Party", I organized a whishlist where all party delegates had a free will to write anything what they would like me to bring from Pakistan for them. So if they really want small presents - they will have to meet me again. When I read all whishes which were written on the napkin I started to smile. Where were all kind of wishes: earing, wrap (from cashmere!), a bullet, a wepon (AK47), food, football t-shirt and so on... I will try to make my best to fulfill all requests.
There is one more thing which I wanted to say: I'm very thankful fot the book with all your best wishes for me and photos in there. I couldn't wait till I'll be back at home to read so I started to read your whishes in the bus. I guess I looked quite strange in the bus by sitting and smiling alone. This is not what lithuanians usually do (sadly). I was so much into reading that I even missed my bus stop. But from the good side, I had a nice 10 min walk with warm and small Lithuanian rain over my head...
My new adventures going to start soon. Can't wait to be in Pakistan!

Wavetec

Wavetec is the name of the company where I'm going to work for one year.
I was told that we are going to be 3 interns from AIESEC who will work for this company. One guy already started his internship. His name is Tobias and he is from Argentina. So I couldn't miss such an opportunity not to write him an e-mail. From the reply I received, I understood that my choice was right and I shouldn't be worry anymore.
It is really great to know that company gives lots of space for your learning and what is most important, in my mind, they strust you.
'Wavetec is a medium company, with headquarters in Karachi and offices in Lahore, Islamabad, China, Dubai, Sharja (UAE) and Saudi Arabia and distributors/resellers in near 20 countries of asia, Africa and Europe.' That's what I was told by Tobias, my new colleague. I think me and Tobias will get along. I believe in that even though we have never met before. I made such conclusion because of one sentense he wrote in his e-mail. Let me quote it: 'Well, again I hope your visa doesn't take long, meanwhile be patient and drink a lot of beer because that is something we don t do much around here…'
Yeah, I'm really going to miss that. But it is ok. As I wrote in my previous post - I will survive. Not a big deal!
Now more importanly is to get to know our competitors and do my homework before coming to Pakistan. I want to impress my employer from the first day of our meeting. I guess all of us are trying to do that... This is atleast what I was tought by older people.

Experience Pakistan

Well well well... Who could ever believe that the guy like me will decide to go for one year in Pakistan?! It is simply not my style. But I was simply impressed by the job descriptions which AIESEC Pakistan offers for AIESEC network. Culture? Yes - Pakistan culture should be fascinating. As I'm going to live and work for one year in abroad, so why not to combine two most import things: a great and challenging job role/responsibilities and totally new living culture.
People who get to know that I'm living to Pakistan comes up with the same reaction and question: Pakistan?! Why? I have a simple answer to that: Why not? Everything what we know about countries with ending [...]stan (Pakistan, Afghanistan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan and etc.) is that living there is under danger for your life. Maybe. Who knows... But nobody is ensured that you will not be smashed by random car on the street. So I'm going by myself to Pakistan and find out how it is like.
Another reason to go to Pakistan was to challenge and prove to myself that I can. I want to prove to myself and to other people I can be different and have fun in a country where is strong religion Muslim, strict and hardly understandable laws (at least for europeans), spicy food, different style of music and many other things.
Of course it is not easy to refuse everything to what I'm used here in Lithuania. But when I think about the upcoming internship, I think like a long term project which last one year. In this project I will make sure that my skills and knowledge which I have and developed will help to company to expand their business, bring and implement new products and long term strategies. At the same time I will be open for new ideas, I'll try to adapt to the new business and communication culture. I will be like a sponge which sucks in everything around.

Money and salary - not important at all.
Girls, random sex and alcohol - can wait for 12 months.
New language and lots of international people - I want it now and all the time.
Uncomfortable situations, misunderstandings and stress - come and challenge me!

I hope that after this internship I will finally settle down, overcome my complexes, fears, clarify goals of my life and... simple keep being who I am.

What is like to be lazy?

...finally after long 3 years (if not more) I have holidays. Most of the people imagine holidays little bit different than I do. Usually people are going somethere out of country, home, city or whatever. I think I'm too lazy for such things. I was never good in organizing trip, excursion or something similar to that.
Today is the 10th day of my free time. I'm done with my job in a company, I finished all my responsibilities in AIESEC. Now I'm free like a bird... I'm free but still sitting in the room. People who nows me better can confirm that I'm living sedentary life. Can you imagine that feeling when you waiking up at around 11 or 12 in the morning, before going to make your breakfast you check e-mails (as you are not in active role anymoer there are no e-mails usually), read some articals in news website, and still being half naked you going to the kitchen to make your breakfast. As soon as you done with your breakfast you realize that it is already 3 pm. More than half a day was simply wasted... It was wasted and you feel just great. What a life!
But the problem comes when you realize that the next days and weeks are going to be the same. Actually it's scary. And then you start to plan your activities. At the beginning is hard to manage with daily tasks which you set for yourself. So you start with weekly tasks. Step by step you start improving your daily routine: in the morning - news and swiming pool, afternoon - chat with friens, browes internet, evening - going out, active sport, reading book and etc. This is more similar to a normal and healthy life, isn't it?
Quite some time ago I found a song which describes me so perfectly. The band calls X-Press 2 and the song is - Lazy. If you believe that in this world each person has his own copy somewhere - the author of this song must be my soul brother (joking).
Lets make conclusion... Laziness makes you tired if you don't know how to use it efficiently! That is it for this time... Hope to come back soon whith other philosophical thoughts...

Unsuccessful.

Kids, whenever you are writing a new post in your blog, try to avoid few crucial things:
- Do not type in total darkness;
- Don't hurry;
- All the time when you start a new paragraph, save text.
Ensure these three key processes and you will avoid mistakes which I experienced 2 minutes ago.

F@#$k - I'm so pissed. It took so much efforts from me to make everything nice and smoothly...
I need to calm down.

I'll come back next time when I will have a topic for real.