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bas cudno da se blog b92 pomene sada, posto sam juce bila na blogu gorana markovica i razmisljala da im se javim jer traze postenog advokata. ako vas zanima za sta samo procitajte poslednji njegov post. in general, blog b92 nije losa ideja, a sad sto se funkcionalnosti tice, ja ne znam kako je vama sa ovim mojim blogom, nadam se da je priblizno idilicno.
ja mislim da potencijalna tema moze biti i to zasto je srbija u ovoj vremenskoj zoni a ne u onoj +1, tj kao grcka. pa to nema nigde da ti mrak padne u 4:30 popodne! totalno je nehumano tako ziveti pola godine kao neka krtica. evo ja bih dala svoj glas partiji koja bi mi obecala da bi nas prebacili u sledecu vremensku zonu.
u suprotnom pravcu isao mi je lenny kravitz. na manje od pola m od mene,
i sad ne bi bila ja da se nisam okrenula i pratila ga.
nakon 20 m, lenny je usao u prvi prazan kafic, sto je retka pojava u nedeljom popodne krcatom marais u. ja sam prosla ispred kafica, u jednom i u drugom pravcu. izmedju mne i lennija samo staklo, i ttek sto sttadoh na ulicu da vidim sta dalje, stigao je crni opasan mercedes leni je istrcao iz kafica i usao u njega,
if i only knew what to do better?
well, THIS IS WHAT WE CALL A SHIFTT IN PERSPECTTIVE! MY LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
ILI KAKO BI ON TO REKAO
ALL OF MY LIFE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, I'M SOORY THAT I NEVER MEET YOU AGAIN.
inace, najveci uttisak na mene je osttavila cinjenica da bi mi bilo skroz normalno da pricam sa njim sa ravnih pozicija (Comment this)
Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again (Comment this)
-to "kravitz" mi zvuci jesovanski, a koliko se ja secam ulica falafela je izazivala salvu pljuvacine na njiov racun
-taj leni je nesto meni kontraverzan, on je toboz bio ludo zaljubljen u onu lepojku iz kozbi show-a pa onda odjednom postade shvalercina, ako neko ima neke frishko informacije neka sheruje
-nije li to cudno sto je usao u prazan kafic? kako to objasnjavamo? (Comment this)
naime u njegovoj sviti su bile dve neattraktivne sportski obucene zene i jedan pesko, svi pricaju engleski
leni je usao u kafic da bi se sakrio, jer mislim da ako sam ga ja prepoznala mogli su i ostali
kafic je bio preko puta onog mesta koje mi je prporucio ariel. secas se sluzili su samo rucak, a mi smo virili kroz prozor i videli da je mesto gotivno i da je puno knjiga i da podseca na udruzenje, to je blizu crea.
inace, sad je mesto b ilo puno a mozda je on hteo da udje tu a nije mogao jer se ceka red ispred
e, sad on jestte jesa po ocu i otkrila sam da mu je jedan od falafela omiljeno mesto u parizu
inace posle vanese paradis, natalie imbruglie, nikol kidman itd, drustvo mu cesto u parizu pravi cerka zoe, ili u oktobru neka neugledan devojka
sto znaci da bih ja ka sredina izmedju te dve krajnosti mogla ladno da prodjem
ali, avaj (Comment this)
kliknite na link japanske poslasticarnice toraya. postoji radnja i u parizu
da viditte sta je hrana koja zadovoljava sva cula (Comment this)
:)
Milena (Comment this)
miss fei stalking is a serious crime!
super je doticni ali mozda je covek iz paranoicnih razloga pobegao u kola.
mozda mu je neko iz entourage rekao lenny we have a stalker! :) (Comment this)
reci mi, da li bi ti tek tako pustio recimo nikol kidman da prodje pored tebe? jer ako bi, onda se stvarno i iskreno divim samodovoljnosti sopstvenog zivota.
ja sam nekako u fazi izmedju vec proslog i jos neostvarenog. mislim, sinovc sam sanjala velikog brata, a da ga ni ne gledam
i jos se pitam kako sam mogla da ucinim da se situacija sa lennijem okrene u moju korist:) (Comment this)
a situacija je mogla da se preokrene da si zadavila tankom zicom ceo entourage (dont we love the word!) i onda se onesvestila pred njim. ako ti pomogne - to bi bio pocetak necega, ako ne - leni je smrad. (Comment this)
inace, sylvie da li se spremas za nekada najvazniji drustveni dogadjaj u godini?:)
volim o tome da mislim kao o vremenu when we all wanted to agree upon settling for the less...verujem, da se tako ispravno razmislja (Comment this)
This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much. (Comment this)
znas ti da sam ja jedne godine popila bensedin pre tog "dogadjaja" jer sam znala da me ceka bujica uzbudjenja. tad nismo mozda znali da cenimo sav taj excitment, what a waiste! a sad kad su stigla siva jutra i jos sivlje popodne, dupe bi dali da se delic toga vrati. e zivote lutalico! (Comment this)
yeah baby STEVE RULES!
ja nisam hteo da umanjim ulogu lenny-ja u tvojim ocima ali pitanje glasi sta da radis kada vidis takvu osobu na ulici?
mislim da je krajnje glupo koliko te ljude opsedaju u javnosti.
ja for one ne vidim sta bih mogao da kazem stiviju da ga prosvetlim.
osim eventualno please take my son and raise him by your standards!
:) (Comment this)
ja kao (ipak) školovani kompjuteraš ne mogu baš u potpunosti da svarim ono oko napuštanja koleža, ali - nove ideje su zaista blago. i uopšte ceo taj proces saznavanja i otkrivanja novog - eto Sylvi možda bi mogla da nam opišeš stanje svog duha onogo dana kada si nam napisala onaj blog iz turske ambasade. To je za mene novela godine :)
Da li je stvarno potrebno dobiti otkaz, pa postati novi čovek, ili napustiti kolež pa otkriti ameriku, ili osećati se neobično pa napisati blog-novelu.
Mislim da sve svoje ideje, misli, novotarije treba odbacivati od sebe, kao zmija košuljicu, kako bi se pojavile nove. Naravno to treba i nekako uobličiti da one stvarno odu, a ne da se još više ušanče. Leonid Šejka je izmislio koncept Đubrišta, predmeta samih po sebi, bez ikakve funkcionalnosti. Većina ideja kojih mogu sad da se setim su takve (Comment this)
1. zasto vecina dobrih stvari dolazi na kraju, da ne kazem mozda prekasno?
2.gde je i da li je u tranziciji nestao bajaga? (Comment this)
2. bajaga nije nestao, bajaga je propao. mogu to da obrazlozim u sledecem postu. (Comment this)