Sent Ekziperii

negribaas pieradinaat. zinaams, ka peec tam naaks lielais gruzons un vainas apzinja. nu kaapeec jaapieljauj kljuudas, ja zinaams, ka nozheela naaks. ne jau nu breekdama, bet driizaak besiidamaas un pinkshkjeedama.
un kaapeec tu mani nenjem liidzi uz Amsterdamu pavasarii..

shodien ir praata veetras diena. ne jau filosofiski, bet muzikaali. klausos visu. pusi no sirds un lidlauku. Liivai taisniiba. sheit ir pilniiga kreativitaates naave. shie cilveeki nekad nespees saprast, kaa var iet peldeeties struuklakaa. kaa var panjemt un aizbraukt. bez plaaniem, bez iecereem, pliks un nabags. kaa sajust. bez analiizeem, bez priekshnoteikumiem. bez apreekjina.
jaa, tu vari dusmoties uz mani par to, ka pirmizraades biljetes atstaaju maajaas... par to, ka nekad nevar skaidri zinaat, kad tad iisti es ieradiishos... vai paspeeshu uz peedeejo autobusu. vai buus garastaavoklis, vai nebuus. dusmoties vai sarkt par to, ka es pasaku kaut ko pilniigi nepiemeerotu. par to, ka atkal visu naudu notriecu pirmo 3 dienu laikaa. nu un? grauziishu maizi. kaa liidz shim.
ja uz pasaules ir 5miljardi... un ja mees par to 5 miljardu galvinjaam domaajam kaa personiibaam... kas gan ir kompliceeti, jo notrulinaataa izteele ar ierobezhotaam iespeejaam un iipashaam vajadziibaam taada invaliida kljuvusi... un shitaadu galjas baru vispaar gruuti personificeet... bet zin, kaa es domaaju? - ja taa katrs tagad iedomaasies, viss - jaaiet peldeeties struuklakaas, nebuus kaifa. man nebuus kaifa. kaifs ir tajaa, ka nav daudz taadu. (atkal gar aciim pazib Gints un vinja apseestiiba ar subjektivitaati un personiskumu.) un ja es veel kaadreiz veru muti valjaa par to, ka cilveeki ir aprobezhoti un pasiivi, iepljaukaa mani. tam taa ir jaabuut. vismaz manaa pasaulee. bet mana pasaule jau taa ir paaraak personifceeta un izoleeta. tikai pati virskaartinja taa iisti saskaraas ar aarpasauli. un citu sauli. un visaam paareejaam zvaigzneem. nekas netiek iekshaa. labojums - nekas un neviens netiek laists iekshaa. piekaramajai atsleegai skandinaavu kvalitaates shtempelis virsuu... bet varbuut PSSR.

man besis naak domaajot par Kultuurenes iestaajeksaameniem. jo tuvaak, jo vairaak maacaas virsuu domas, ka netikshu. man nav te nekaada back-up plaana. ja netieku, esmu luuzeris. visi daargie klasesbiedri buus 2.kursaa. un es? atgriezusies no savas paradiizes.... maajaas. kas laikam jau vairaak nekad nebuus maajas. ja esi reiz aizgaajis, nav ko liist atpakalj. jaaciena sevi.
un tas viss par spiiti. taapeec, ka gribaas pieraadiit. citiem. pati es jau sen zinu, ka izdziivoshu. bet varbuut paradiize ir paradiize, taapeec, ka taa ir iisa un salda. gluzhi kaa... nu labi, lai paliek. Aadamam ar savu daamu jau nemaz tur nebija jaapaliek. tas ir pret Meerfija likumiem.

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

here you go, Googlers...

allrighty, dudes... this awesome entry has been made exactly for you, my dear Googler.. recently I've come accross some certain complaints that my awesome blog is kept in some incredibly awesome language. it's Latvian, my dear Googler.
and you, my dear Googer, maybe should stop taking your interest in my very own and personal blog! :p
ok, here's the explenation. there've been quite a few persons bugging me about my blog which they've come accross while searching for my name on Google. the reason I keep my blog in mother-tongue is my grandparents. they are not too well educated in foreign languages which I find admirable, in fact, because of the patriotism and because they've got no need for any foreigner on the whole world.. :)

historically this blog has been made to keep updated my parents, friends, relatives, acquantances and all the other creatures willing to know my destiny here - in the middle of Nowhere. since I cannot answer all 'hi-how-are-you' mails, this is a pretty good solution for such a blond and busy lady as I am. besides I would miss the moments when everyone starts to forget about my existance and I wouldn't have to face the reality that no one sends me 'hi-how-are-you' mails anymore. double benefit!!! :p

so, my dear Googler, hope I made some things clear to you eventually. have a tight sleep.
next time there might be your picture popping up on the first page when opening my blog! :D

Marita, Martin, Øyvind... and all those guys who don't even confess that! I love you so much! BUT STOP SPYING!!!

Love & peace
Me