Attention: Arto Lavi is not a native English speaker, therefore you might find fancy mistakes he makes on the blog. His mother tongue is Esperanto.
Shortly about him.
He is a man in his early 30's.
When he was a kid at school, he would often write a story or two.
Well, he would do so only as homework. He never wrote any stories or any diary unless someone asked him to do so. Once in a while, as Arto remembers it, a literature teacher would be in tears reading his exam assays. That was something that Arto didn't understand. What was it in his works that made people feel so touched? Words? Perhaps.
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| Arto on the leaf |
It was that time when computers were appearing everywhere. Even monkeys in deep Africa played simple computer games, and so did Arto. He often would skip classes at university to play games. Now he understands that it was a complete waste of time, but it was unavoidable step in his life.
And now he wonders if he wastes his time again, blogging here. Perhaps some time spent here he'd better to use for something more useful, like walking with children in the park, if only he had them.
Being a positive, optimistic and sometimes realistic person, Arto Lavi keeps on growing up day by day, and millisecond by millisecond. Among close friends he's known as "the unique", at least they say so.
He himself thinks that everyone is unique, so there's nothing special about his uniqueness.
Arto Lavi-sta, baby!
The blog:
http://netsesor.blogspot.com
Favourite piece of music: Tomoyasu Hotey - Battle without honour or humanity.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfMCFZmzF2k
Arto Lavi-sta, baby!
The blog:
http://netsesor.blogspot.com
Favourite piece of music: Tomoyasu Hotey - Battle without honour or humanity.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfMCFZmzF2k
"A man is defined by his actions, not his memory... open your mind..." - Total Recall.
