[en] The devilish 2000 with a tail
The post you are about to read was intended to be finished and published a few minutes before 1 Jan 2010. I have not succeed in that matter.
As the time approaches 24 hours I will succumb to the social tradition of reviewing my doings in this year and think of what I want to do with the next one. Of the last year I am sure of only few things: I know it happened since my computer and cell phone agree on the date today, I know know I was alive during the year because my personal doctor assured me of it, the rest seems like a dream.
As 2009 started unfolding in front of my eyes, I took life as a more complex, yet clearer thing than I had perceived it earlier. I had a plan that involved a dream college, a fuzzy end of high school and a few new year resolutions to roughly guide my path.
2009, as a devilishly 2000 with a tail that it is tried from the very first days to stand up and defy me. I have not even nearly respected my new year's resolution of keeping a journal. Not even after I summoned my programming skills to help me keep a log of my (twitterish) thoughts and doings.
Then 2009 fueled my always alive curiosity in an effort to prevent me from my decision to quit slacking. I dedicated about a week's worth of time to watching Star Trek. And during my obsessive effort to understand the moral and inter cultural dilemmas in the show I got pissed of at my inability to ever set up the volume correctly and developed a iPhone WebApp to solve the issue.
At this point I took a 10 minute break from writing. The break extended to almost two days. I will try to continue the initial line of thoughts.
About April was when 2009 tried to wake me up to life, it threw me in another personality crisis. I managed to survive, but came out somewhat wiser. To make up for it 2009 gave me a wonderful new Ubuntu. I then had a wonderful last poetry festival. 2009 didn't like that, so it took a friend from me.
The more I was approaching the baccalaureate the more insignificant it seemed. In May the devilish 2009 tempted me with a new obsession: Open StreetMap. I succumbed. I then discovered a love for long bike rides. As the school year was drawing to an end all the festivities convinced me even more of the existence of my antisocial side. During those festivities I rediscovered lots of memories from my even younger youth.
I got into college, I was happy. I then had the experience of the baccalaureate which left me with a sour taste in my conscience. I then tried to visit the Danube delta. 2009 got it's tail to work and made me feel bored, lonely, scared, small, lost it even threw an earthquake at me. I survived all of them, more or less. I then came home to realize that 2009 had changed me. My home seemed blurry, old and dreamy. The whole town was like that, I became scared of going away from home. I finally left for college. The trip was wonderful, I thought I had escaped 2009. And for a while I did.
The devil found me a threw me right into the middle of life's realities: I had no job, no cooking skills, no working knowledge of the culture I was dealing with, no understanding of the language that was spoken around me. I learned to adapt, cook, do groceries, be (somewhat) responsible. I found work. I became inspired and challenged by the world around me. I discovered and explored new faces of me. With the new inspiration I was getting I started contributing more to the brainstorm community in Ubuntu.
I then left that world to return to my native town and country where 2009 showed me how strange it all seemed. How old and yet new everything was. How time is impervious to the departure of individuals. Then 2009 gave me snow and cold, so I took advantage of it and found the sledge I was riding when I was 6 and went out for a round of snow.
2009 got me obsessed on a idea I was having, I started programming, and it seemed to work well and seemed useful. Then 2009 used my dark side to lure me into staying in house all day. So I spent those days watching Star Trek, I was still baffled by the new moral dilemmas in the show, I read a lot and watched lots of movies. The intellectual effort made me feel tired, gave me nights of bad sleep.
And, as 2009 came to its timely demise and transformation into just another page of history it made me realize that all the devilish 2009 was nothing but just a sum of experiences I drew learning from. And all its slow passing now seemed fast, way too fast. But in my mind it has created no sense of attachment towards itself but calmly left leaving room for the loud arrival of 2010. And for all the devilish things 2009 had done it has left behind him a 2010 that started strong. So strong that a shiver passed though me at the thought of all the experiences, feelings, dilemmas and challenges this new one will throw at me...