Old friends

Today went out with some friends, all of them old friends. We know each-other for about 15 years now, so yes we are old friends. I am very close with two of them but one of them is not much in touch with us. 15 years ago, i used to be a very naive and shy girl, much more than now. In these 15 years i have changed a lot, but this friend doesn't know the new me very well now. So today, while talking, I noticed that he was surprised about somethings about me that I do consider now very normal and very common. In a way it pissed me off the fact that he remembers me like that girl 15 years ago, he doesn't know how much I have done, how strong I am now, maybe stronger than him.
It reminded me an episode from "Gray's Anatomy", where at the end she said " I am the chief of surgeons in a huge hospital and he still considers me like that shy girl from high school". felt the same for me today. It feels strange that I wanted to tell him how different I am and change the image of me in his head, but it is not easy, and maybe not worth it.
So, anyway, old friends are good, but it is better when you are often in touch with them, when you grow together.

My new country

I'm a little late on writing about this, I'm sure my friends are a little disappointed probably. But I gave myself some time in order to calm down, to see how my hot blooded thinking will pull in the wrong or right set of words to express myself.
So, most of the people that read my blog are my friends and they all know that I'm Albanian. Albania is a small country in Europe that sometime before the end of the 14-th century used to be bigger and had as part of it what is called now Kosovo. After a long time of Kosovo being under Serbs, people of Kosovo being abused, de-rooted, genocide and killed in masses, finally Kosovo has declared independence. They finally have some "big" guys to protect them while they watch their biggest dream for centuries coming true. These people are raised to hate Serbs, are grown up to be Albanian and never mix their language with Serbian, to be proud of their history and never forget who they really are. If they didn't have the big guys, Serbs would have killed them in cold blood and make sure that everyone around gets a different version of the real story, same as they did 10 years ago when they killed 10 thousand of them but never mention this on their protests against the "big guys" that are protecting Kosovo now.
It is amazing to see how other countries interest's are touched by this. Canada is scared that Quebec will do the same too. I understand Russia's and China's fear. They are like Serbs, rather kill the people than leave them free in their own old countries. But Canada and Quebec??? People in Kosovo have been KILLED from Serbs. People in Quebec have better life than the rest of Canada, they pay much less for their day-cares, schools, housing, etc. How in Earth can you compare these countries, their issues and their need for independence? Just 10 years ago, Serbs killed kids in the womb, cut nipples of pregnant women so they would not be able to breastfeed the children, executed in row dozens of men just like Hitler did with Jews 50 years before. But on the Serbs schools, Serb kids learn that NATO came and forced the Serbs out of Kosovo 10 years ago and they are the enemy. Just like in centuries, Serbs are following their way of dealing with the history facts : " Lie, lie and lie some more and people will forget what is the truth and will believe the lies!!"
Now I do not like Mr. President I think he is pretty dumb, but I have to shake his hand on what he did here and say "Thank you!". I am very happy about this independence. I don't think that Kosovo and Albania will ever get together and make the big Albania like it used to be 500 years ago. We are like twins raised in different families, brothers but not best bodies to hang out. Still, I'm happy they are free now and wish them a long free run. Just one thing ..... hmmm.. i don't really like their new flag :(

Let it snow

I DID THIS MOUNTAIN


Last week the snow just fell and fell. This white mountain of snow is my art work while I shoveled my driveway. You can see how the little tree is all covered in snow. And after this day, it snowed again and again. There is no more room where to put the snow on my front yard. we do throw some on the street with the hope that some cars moving by will take care of it getting away.
I was thinking, since we have so much snow that we don't want, but up on North there are a lot of Polar Bears that need snow, why don't we send some snow there? Pour guys, will be so happy to have some snow and we will have more room here for the new snow. ... good idea right... and then someone told me that our snow is polluted and if it goes there it will pollute the clean North Pole. ... kind of makes sense. So we have to deal with the pollution and the snow while Polar Bears are on a clean and snowless place. What do you choose, have a lot of something even if it's polluted or a little of it and worried that will go away soon, but clean and pristine ?
Personally, I would choose the last one, so I would like to be a Polar Bear in search of clean snow, enjoy all the purity of it, raise my cubs in this clean and fresh place and altho' I know it will go soon, my new days will have a good memory of the old days, my cubs will grow up having a good childhood. Nothing is clean and pure anymore, or better not for long, so if you find, smell, touch something clean and pristine, give it a big hug, a deep breath, a good look and enjoy it for as long as it lasts. All will be left is memories, nice memories :)