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Kiun sezonon vi preferas?
Ĉiu sezono estas speciala laŭ sia maniero. La neĝa vintro estas bona pro la estetiko de sia pureco kaj ŝajna senmoveco. Sed por mi ĝi estas mortiga pro siaj penetrantaj ĝis la ostoj fridblovoj. Kaj certe estas nenio estetika en la varma vintro, kiam degela neĝo longe igas stratojn malpuraj kaj memorigas la putrantan kadavron. Pri la sama kaŭzo mi malŝatas printempon. Kia ĉagreno, ke mi havas naskiĝtagon aprile!
La varmaj someraj tagoj estas malavaraj pro novaj renkontoj kaj konatiĝoj dum la ripozo. Kiam ankoraŭ vi povas kolekti berojn kaj fungojn kaj nuksojn? Kaj naĝi? Kaj dormi ekstere sub la libera ĉielo? Kio estas pli bone ol kuŝi nokte sur la herboj kun amikoj ĉe fajro?
La pluva vetero ĉiam alportas melankolian humoron, tamen ne nigran, sed dolĉan. Dume mi ŝatas aŭskulti pianon aŭ kordinstrumentojn kaj rigardi en fenestron. La nebula vetero, tia kaŝema, teganta, ankaŭ plaĉas al mi.
Sed la plej ŝatata jartempo estas la mezo de oktobro, kiam ankoraŭ ne estas malvarme, sed freŝe, ne pluvas, sed jam falas folioj kaj tapiŝe sterniĝas laŭ tero. En tiu tempo mi ofte promenas en arbaro aŭ parko.
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Pri mia vest-kolekto
Mia vest-kolekto estas modesta. Sed pro tio, ke mi loĝas en Rusio kun ĝiaj severaj vintroj, en mia vestoŝranko estas pli multe da varmaj vestoj ol da ligĉeraj. Mi preferas vestojn el linaj, katonaj aŭ sintezaj ŝtofoj. Anstataŭ lano mi surmetas akrilikon, ekzemple, trikitajn ŝtrumpetojn, skarpojn kaj ĉapojn. Dum malvarma jartempo mi surhavas la dikan ĵaketon, kiu ŝirmas min kontraŭ vento, pluvo kaj frosto. Sur piedoj mi surmetadas du pantalonojn, ŝtrumpetojn kaj varmigitaj ŝuoj. Por manoj mi havas malhelajn gantojn.
Mi havas kelkajn ĉemizojn: unu estas flanela kvadratita por vintro, du estas klasikaj por ofico, kaj alia duo sen manikoj estas por somero. Super ĉemizon mi surhavas molan sveteron.
Dum varma jartempo mi surmetas T-ĉemizojn, ĉapelon kontraŭ suno, leĝeran pantolonon aŭ simplan ŝorton.
16 februari 2014
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Choosing a job (2)
The depot I aimed for is in 10 minutes’ walk. The first thing elderly woman voice from personnel department asked when I called there was about my age and eyesight. I was sent to an old guy for interview. He is a former train driver, now in an instructor position. His duty is to screen newcomers during 10 days course before sending them to a Training center. There was 9 people like me in his room. I didn’t expect that that many people come every day. Before I could take my seat, he asked me questions about my education, previous job and 3 questions from electric physics. I felt uncomfortable with the others piercing my back. I could answer 2 of them. Then he gave us some paper, he wanted us to learn it by heart and recite it the next day. We make three mistakes and we’re out, because he doesn’t need dumbasses in the metropolitan. That was nice of him.
The paper was an A4 copy from signal instruction typed both sides with small font. I barely could understand what was going on there without explanation. I felt like a parrot memorizing it.
The next day I was the only one out of 10 who passed it. He said ‘It’s ok if you don’t get what is written. On the contrary, you shouldn’t.’ He just checked our memory. Then he forwarded me to a psychologist. Young woman accompanied me to rest rooms’ where I filled in the questionnaire and talked to her for about one hour. She was quite nice until she knocked down my conceit with few papers of Bourdon Test, IQ test and some physics tests. I don’t think I coped it well off-hand. She said my results are normal and let me pass.
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What is the difference between 'to consider' and 'to reckon'?
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Choosing a job (1)
When I came back from traveling, I had to decide what to do next. I did not want to go on working in the office; I was sick of computers and the whole IT field. I felt apathy and alienation. Friends advised me to work where I've already got experience. I concluded to give a try: found some company that needed sysadmin, got appointed for a job interview. Eventually, on the scheduled day I skipped the meeting and turned off the cellphone. I simply didn't feel like doing it.
Yet, apparently, I still had to engage myself, because in our society it’s all about the money after all. No one is going to maintain you (except family which is inappropriate for me for some reason) when you want to stop, take a breath, reconsider your life and go in for something fresh. Moreover, even if you’re able to do that, usually employers either reject you without experience and diploma or offer low-income position. In order to avoid that, the one should get second education that is never free of course. Well, to be true, I’m not that ambitious. Careerism is for narrow-minded people. I’m pretty much ok with unqualified labor. Actually I never felt more free and happier than when I volunteered in kibbutz for food and a roof over head. But that was not at home...
It was the end of December, when once being in a subway I spotted the enrollment notice. It said they recruit students for a six and a half months course of a subway train driver. I thought: why wouldn’t try something new? They provide studying, the scholarship fits, that’s the chance to live collegiate life again, and in the end they give guaranteed placement.
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1st entry
Hello, everyone! I have just registered here and I don't really know much about this site yet, and how everything works here and even where to start from. I hope the understanding will come later.
Well, for the beginning, I guess, I should describe myself a bit, otherwise I'll end up without friends and followers. =)
Ok. I'm a Russian guy living in east of Moscow. Actually my native city is Podolsk which is about 16 miles to the south. It's just a regular city proud of it's good ecology, first rock festival in USSR, never-ending non-working factories, permanent traffic, empire style five-domed cathedral with a bell tower and tri-nave refectory full of idle homophobes of course. Best place to choke. Nothing interesting there in my opinion.
I left Podolsk last fall when my friend proposed to move with him and two other guys. I agreed after some hesitation (don't know where it came from). So, it's already been 7 months that we live together. The place is very nice - it's calm and full of green with birds singing around, we have parks and the goddamned monumental three-nave church with five-headed top standing on the island in the middle of Silver-Grape pond where I jog at times. That is important for me, because I like trees and grass. My family place is on the edge of the city close to the forest. There was a nightingale waking me up with it's twittering every morning. Eventhough I didn't like staying with family, I'm glad that now I have something reminding of that time.
Well, I hope you got a picture if not about me, but at least of where I am. =) And to go on with acquaintance, you can ask any question, so it will be easier for me to define what to write about in the next entry. Удачи!
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