Missing entries on my blog

I have to come clean guys.

Recently I watched a video in which the author [sorry, can’t remember who it was] was talking about people that get paid to write or film FAKE reviews for items, services, and so on.

This video hit home, quite hard, because I’m a freelance writer and I did get paid for that as well. However, once I was shameless enough to post that review on my blog, and have you [who reads this] believe that I actually know what I’m doing or talking about.

This blog was started as means for me to explore my creativity, share my life lessons, try and spread some more common sense to some who lack it [now that I matured a bit since I started I realize this is a near impossible task].

Back to my topic. Back when I posted that entry, I did feel guilty about it – I don’t think I even mentioned I got paid for that entry. I remember I was rather happy I have something to post, since at that time I wasn’t posting as much as now.

Today I’m coming ‘clean,’ I deleted that post, and will also have to further brush through my past entries to see what else doesn’t fit in my blog anymore.

I deleted this entry a while back, but I wanted to show you guys proof that I did delete it, and that this post did exist at some point. I currently have another entry removed. Once I figure out which entries still need removing, I will probably take another screen capture of my trash folder and update this entry. Maybe, I don’t know for sure for now.

Do know this is a slow process simply because I move slow. From now on I will only post things that happen to my partner and me, or just me. I may have my partner or other people write entries for me in the future, but until then, it will only be me posting. As stated earlier, I will only write about stuff that happens to me, that interest me, or my thoughts.

Wanted to clear things out, and assure you guys that the missing posts were intentional and not some sort of Mandela Effect.

If you read to here, WOW! you deserve a cookie! Have a good day!


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Sand Storm – movie review and spoilers

You probably noticed already I have nothing against watching movies that are not spoken in English – I often times like them more. They present the life of the people in a very unique way, and possibly they stay quite true to the life of the common people [of the represented country].

I had to search to learn where was this movie made – in Israel, in a Bedouin remote village.  The spoken language is Arabic, the shown community is Muslim, and the credits are both in Arabic and Hebrew. Most likely this movie is not everyone’s cup of tea, but you should know it did win a few awards and it was pretty close to being nominated for the 89th Academy Awards [2016 Oscars].

On with my review! and the spoilers, marked as usual in orange.

We get  a small glimpse into the lives of a Muslim family, and especially into the lives of the women in the family. Their village seems forsaken in the middle of nowhere – some people might feel lost in those living conditions.

The family has 4 daughters, no sons, and all of them attend school, despite the fact that the eldest daughter [Layla] is of a marrying age. We also see a scene in which the men in the village question why is she allowed to study, instead of being married. At this point, we can understand the father really loves his daughters, and as a result lets them do whatever they want, despite their mother disapproving.

The parents don’t have the best relationship, but both love their children and show their love in different ways. When a 2nd wife is brought home, the differences between the parents become even more obvious. The 2nd wife even got a better looking and more modern house as well.Her house is bright, has a big modern fridge that is also filled with food.

The mother discovers her eldest talks to a boy at school and this is the point when the tensions also intensify. While there is a moment when Layla considers eloping with the guy she likes. In the end she reconsiders her actions and chooses her family instead.

The movie ends with Layla marrying a guy her father chose, despite both she and her mother opposed it at some point.

I still have some thoughts on this movie, and I’m not sure I had things I liked or disliked about it. This was more of a slice of life movie, one that is meant to make you think about some stuff.

One of the things you can think about is: what matters more? Family you’re born into or your love interest?  Clearly there is no easy and universally true answer here – it all depends on the environment, but many people will treasure the family they’re born into more than a lover or partner.

We also see that growing up is not easy, especially in places where old traditions are still deeply rooted in people’s minds. Having to chose between your parents and your spouse is probably one of the most difficult decisions you could be faced with.

Whatever the choice may be,  person can still be happy – in fact, many people manage to be happier if they make a conscious choice about something, versus going with the flow. [Though there are folks who are happier when they go with the flow instead of stressing over things.]

The plot of the movie seems to be missing, but if you consider that here we actually see Layla and her journey to mental maturity, we can easily see a plot. Mental maturity sometimes means that we have to compromise if we want a peaceful life – and this is not always the most horrible thing we can possibly do.

I’ll rate this movie 3.5 stars, if not almost 4 stars. I think older teens can also watch it and possibly learn something as well. Prepare a cup of hot cocoa or tea, a blanket, and possibly some tissues – I didn’t cry, but this is not the most cheerful movie either.


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Quotes can make you look wiser

It is highly possible to have heard your parents or grandparents citing various things to you that became like a mantra. You probably never understood them and felt almost like an idiot – I know I did. However, most people like to recite very famous quotes, and while you should know who said what, it is time you created a little booklet of quotes of your own, to sound smarter and wiser.

Today’s quotes are by Brandon Lee, son of Bruce Lee. But this is something he didn’t really want to be remembered as. He wanted to be his own person, apart from his famous father. Sadly, somehow this is now a bit impossible to achieve, simply because he died way too soon.

“Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times. And a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive your life without it? Perhaps 4 or 5 times more. Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless.”

“You only have the burdens on you that you choose to put there.”

“God knows the times I have found myself in absurd situations.”

“The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering.”

“A fight can express things people might not be able to say with words.”

“Believe me, nothing is trivial.”

“If you’ve ever found yourself pushed to the limits of your tolerance… you find yourself doing some things that, from the outside, can be seen as quite insane.”


Most likely these quotes will mean something different to everyone. But all of them have something to teach us. They make us smarter and wiser. If we pay attention to some of these words, we might even avoid making some huge mistakes later on.

I’ll see you again on Sunday.

we’re all parrots

This may sound like a weird title or subject to write about, however, when you really thinking about it, you’ll see this is true.

As adults we might think that parroting is something of an insult, but honestly this is how we learn things! Everything we know is more or less parroting others and their knowledge.

Think about it: when we’re toddlers, how do we learn how to talk? by parroting our parents, or whoever is around us. How do we learn how to write in primary school? By imitating and drawing the letters we’re shown. Later on, many learn how to apply makeup or to style their hair by imitating others – these days “others” simply means beauty gurus on YouTube and other platforms.

The same goes for singing or dancing. Any type of singing or dancing.

So, why do we take so much offense when we’re told we’re just imitating what we saw or heard? Why are many people so offended when told they lack imagination, that they’re not original?

People have been roaming the planet for tens of thousands of years. It is VERY difficult to come up with something new and original.

Even this blog is imitating other blogs. Why do I think it is original? because in a way it is all over the place. But, then again, so are other blogs and even books.

That is all I had to say for now.


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RIP Chester [Linkin Park]

RIP Chester. I wish you found peace. Sadly you’ll never get to read this. 😦
This entry is beyond serious.
Depression goes hand in hand with suicide.
These two topics are generally taboo. But we need to talk about them, we need to learn how to read the signs. And we need to be more understanding of those suffering from these … I’m not sure how to call them.

If you’re like me, you probably have no idea what depression is. Or how does it feel. How it REALLY feels.

Sometime last year I read about a woman who went to a hair salon wanting to buy some hair products: her hair was a rat’s nest, all tangled up. Poor woman thought that by getting expensive hair care the tangles will magically go away: they would not. Only a careful hand with a comb can do something about that. One of the employees stopped her from shopping and instead invited her for a de-tangling session. The woman only managed to show up a few weeks later after several attempts at making an appointment and then canceling or not showing up. the woman was severely depressed. so much she didn’t care to wash or comb her hair.

Depression is also walking down the street and not realizing a car is about to hit you, or not caring if it does [this happened to me, but I think it was a mistake since i was really upset that day]. Sometimes I get the blues, and it can last for some days. But then it passes.

But you know what? Depression is like a weed that keep growing back, like some mold you don’t notice because it forms behind some furniture. And it spreads slowly. slowly but steady. And when you finally see it, the only solution is to completely remove the wall.

Depression is like a worm in an apple, in a way: you can’t know the apple is rotten until you cut it open. Depressed people are similar because depression is not only tired eyes and black eyeliner. But there are signs. Signs that a trained eye – or another sufferer- is able to see. Fake smiles, flimsy happiness that doesn’t last more than a few hours.

I know depression because my partner is depressed. What scares me the most is that they have almost the same mannerisms as Chester in this short clip. Not to mention a very similar way of talking, intonation and all.

I just watched a few Linkin Park videos. In the end for instance, clearly describes depression and even suicide. I still have a difficult time realizing he’s gone: it’s unreal. He didn’t really mean anything to me, but … I can’t realize what it is.

I even have a confession to make. I knew he would die – just didn’t know how. I have some sort of a 6th sense, or psychic abilities, if you will – that’s why I started posting tarot interpretations. Sometimes I just KNOW things. A few months back I started watching their Breaking the Habit video. In the middle of one session I heard a voice telling me he will die. I brushed it off. I am not sure I would have been able to prevent it. But those close to him could have!

People NEED to start learning about depression more. To recognize it, and also how they can help those suffering from it. Depression doesn’t pass with pills – they just might make things bearable. A therapist doesn’t always help – because they’re also human, and they’re not always good at being a therapist.

What could help more is for friends and family:

  • not to push the sufferer into unpleasant situations, by saying “oh, come on, come with us!” Instead something like “if you change your mind, we’re at….”
  • not to act condescending, by saying “oh, you’ll get over it!” NO they wont! it’s not the blues, not just sadness, but deep shit. so deep your brain can’t comprehend it. A “hang in there” or “i’m here” is sometimes much more helpful. this attitude gets them One Step Closer to the edge..
  • check on the person 24/7, like on an infant, like first time parents do.
  • read forums about mental disorders: they generally talk about depression as well. they can learn more about how sufferers hide it, how to deal with it, and so on.
  • understand that for a depressed person, ANYTHING can be a trigger for suicide – it doesn’t matter how small it is in their peer’s eyes. It could be as small as a Papercut.
  • not to blame the depressed person. see the point above.  telling them calmly something is wrong, but that it’s not serious and it can quite easily be fixed is a better approach.
  • thanking the depressed person for everything they do: joining them for breakfast, for a group activity, or anything they have a really hard time doing.

Please, if you know someone depressed, DO NOT laugh at them, do not tell them they’re weak or cowards when they ‘casually’ talk about suicide. Most definitely DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE tell them to ‘just do it” because in that moment you just took their life away! YOU killed that person! Morally, it won’t be a suicide anymore, but an act of taking another person’s life! If you think you can live with that hanging on your conscience, then you’re a psychopath and you’re a danger to society, and need to be locked up!

All those people complaining Linkin Park’s music changed, THEY KILLED Chester. and sadly, I saw MANY people lately acting the same way: laughing at various popular people, and thinking of themselves they’re better than said popular people.

I hope Chester’s family and friends are strong enough to get over this tragedy.


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Final Recipe – Movie impressions and spoilers

It seems I was hit with new ideas form this blog: writing my impressions on movies or series I watch, books I read, and .. well, I don’t play video games.

This is a movie from 2013 and it’s a South Korean and Thai production. This is a drama about growing up, family reuniting, and it has a happy ending. There are also a couple of more funny scenes, but comedy isn’t on the menu of this movie – see what I did there?

I watched a version dubbed in Chinese [most likely Mandarin, but I can’t be sure at this point], though originally English was also spoken in the movie. The movie was also subbed in Chinese and English, and the dubbing part didn’t bother me much.

You might want to skip the colorful text if you don’t want to read the SPOILERS AHEAD…

A man from Singapore loves cooking, and his son does too. The man however wants his son to become something else – an engineer perhaps. The son leaves his father and own son in order to appear on a cooking show and doesn’t return. The man is left with raising his grandson, but in the end sends a message to the son telling him he no longer has a family to return to.

Some 15 years later, the grandson is now studying to become an engineer himself, but he has a penchant for cooking as well. His now ill grandfather runs a restaurant but the business isn’t going well.

The grandson decides to join a cooking competition in hopes to win the big prize and help the business. Little does he know the man he needs to impress with his cooking skills is his father.

The final stage of the competition reunites the family and everyone is happy.

WHAT I LIKED ABOUT THE MOVIE

  • they made cooking and the results look like art. Well, in real life, most expensive restaurants present food in an artistic way, so they weren’t far off from reality with this.
  • the movie has a happy ending. You want to watch a movie to relax in summer? you’re either going to watch a comedy or a movie with a happy ending. A little redundant since most comedies I remember watching have a happy ending, but there are other movie genres with a happy ending too.
  • one of the messages I got from this movie was to trust my instincts. This is a life lesson I try my best to obey. Luckily I didn’t really need it lately.
  • the movie makes a good point about what lying can do to a relationship. Many other movies do too. Yet, we never learn.
  • another message I saw in this movie was not to let relationships die. Comfort is no. 1 relationship killer: it makes us or our partner stray, and makes others grow apart.
  • there’s also a lesson to learn here: it’s OK to follow your dreams. Just make sure they [the dreams] can bring food on the table, or that you follow a path that can bring food on the table. [IE: you like painting. Awesome! but artists have a hard time making money, so better work as some sort of a designer instead, and paint on the side. At least until you can sell your art for big bucks]
  • be stubborn when it comes to work, not when it’s about relationships.
  • the movie points out what matters more in life: family.

WHAT I DIDN’T LIKE ABOUT THE MOVIE:

  • that acting wasn’t the best I’ve seen.
  • I also think it sets some unrealistic expectations when it comes to cooking and following our dreams. Making it into a competition can’t possibly be THAT easy. Being a chef is more difficult than that, I believe.
  • I also think that 2 side characters fell in love in a quite unrealistic way.
  • some scenes, or at least the ending was predictable from a certain point onward. This is not such a bad thing after all: you can still watch to see how the events fall into place from one situation to the other, to end the way it’s supposed to end.

Verdict: I liked the movie, I give it 3.5 stars, and I think you should watch it if you want to see something light that is easy to follow, and perhaps predictable at times.


My next review, next week, will also be about a movie. Action movie!


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SO, you rescued a baby bird. Now what?

It is early May and you might find baby birds on the ground. Fallen from their nests. (I’m not sure when wild bird eggs hatch, so this article might come in handy. )

If you do, find such a baby bird, what do you do?

  1. You could try to find its nest and put it back.
  2. Take it home/ to the vet to see if it’s OK – no broken wings or legs
  3.  Do nothing, let nature take its course. [do you have the heart for that? i don’t]
  4.  Something else this author didn’t think about. [care to share your thoughts?]

I only asked “what will you do” and not “what and why.” I like to assume that most of us would try and find the bird’s nest and try to put it back. We all know baby birds don’t belong on the ground. Many would choose to do both option 1 and 2.  And there are quite a handful who would choose the last 2 options, for various reasons.

Saying that doing one or the other is wrong or good – this is actually something we can’t be objective on. We were all raised differently and have different beliefs.

This is Ciel, a few months later after being found on the ground. He wanted a bath.

However, I will tell you what I did, and what my experience was. You can then decide if this was the right or the wrong thing to do.

About 3 years ago I found a baby grey crow on the ground, next to my building. It was a rainy spring, and the poor thing was soaked. His parents were still watching over him, but couldn’t do anything about him – there were just too many humans around for them to risk getting down on the ground and feed him or protect him from the rain.

He couldn’t protect himself from the cold pouring rain either because he was bald, only his tail and wings feathers were grown. He would have died if I didn’t decide I would take him in, feed him, and warm him up.

I took him in and decided the first thing he needs is to get warm up. I grabbed a towel and proceeded to dry him off, except it didn’t really work. The hairdryer did a better and faster job.

The bird was now dry and warmer. But weak. Because he didn’t eat in a few hours.

WARNING: Baby birds need to eat about once an hour or two. But you need to learn how to feed them because YOU are now the parent!

Learning how to feed a baby bird is rather easy, but if you worry easily, ask someone else to do it. You can find many instructions online, but I will try to explain in a future post how to feed baby crows!

Must tell you Romanian vets are not very experienced with birds, and I had 2 of them telling me he would die because they didn’t know what to do to him. Guess what? he didn’t die. I had to force some antibiotic on him the next day – he caught a cold from the rain. The worst part was that he could have died at my hands because I only had some strong antibiotic for humans [I used it for a UTI before… so go figure].

Of course I made sure to only give him a tiny bit, trying to figure out about how much based on his weight and to complicated measurements and math calculations on the pill. Fun times! I should be a chemist now, or a vet. The good news is that it worked and the next day he was walking all over the floor.

Keep an eye open for the next entry related to feeding wild birds!