Out of 214 computers with viruses, each of which is infected with
at least one of Magistr, Badtrans and Hybrid, 79 have Magistr,
111 Badtrans, and 82 Hybrid. 16 have Magistr and Badtrans,
29 Badtrans and Hybrid, and 22 have Magistr and Hybrid.
(i) How many have all three viruses?
(ii) How many have exactly two?
(iii) How many have just one of these viruses?

I guess I am willing to give a prize for any correct solving.

I don’t know about you guys, but this is how it goes out for me: I make a mistake, I suffer the consequences, I transfer my point of view from subjective to objective, promise myself that I will take care from that point on, time passes by and I’m back to square one, forgetting about the mistake I had done and I attempt to take another shot at the same action, hoping for a miracle. It never happens though.

Whenever you lose someone you care about forever (as in passing away), you promise yourself that from that day on, you will always show the people you care about just how much you love them. And you do that, for a while. You actually are a better person who shows his affection the way he should have always done. But then… You forget. You forget how it all started, forget to talk the nice way you used to talk, forget to notice all the signs that you should notice and all you are left with are the regrets. Regrets that maybe somehow, someway, you could have done something about it.

I know I have said that life is funny or boring but I love life. I love breathing, eating, drinking, loving and struggling to wake up in the morning to go to school. My love towards life is tending to be on a downward path for the past year though. Don’t receive that sentence as a suicidal one ffs, I’m just saying that being alone is not really something that you should be looking for in this life.

Perceive this any way you want: Value the people you love, cherish the ones that love you and don’t miss any day of your life cause.. well, you know.. life’s too short to spend it alone.

Note: no, noone died, I didn’t lose anyone, no break-up, no fights with friends or anything what-so-ever. Just midnight thoughts.

As far as I could tell so far, the Danes tend to comply with this set of rules and have the following approach towards life: I work my ass off for the following 9 months, I can go on a holiday later and then I do it all over again. Well, I don’t criticise them, each country with their own attitude and ideas. I can bet that Romanians have a similar way of doing it but to a smaller scale (going to the Romanian mountain or to the Romanian sea-side). If you take most of the European nations, they all have almost the same approach but then again..

I want a different life. I want to be able to choose what I am going to do the following day: either have a perfectly scheduled day or nothing what-so-ever in my agenda. I want a life that offers me stability but still surprises me in a nice way each and every day. I crave for the moment where life will be more intriguing, a moment when I can say: “Wow mate, so much has happened I don’t even know where to start telling you about it”. The kind of life I have had in Romania for at least a couple of days. I guess I miss meeting total strangers and speaking with them about certain topics which don’t include one of the following words: Romania, Denmark, Aarhus, Skole, Kollegiet, Party in number…, Skjoldhoj, Brugsen, Going Home etc.

I also miss watching good movies that don’t get me falling asleep after 10 minutes. I miss watching Seinfeld, Supernatural, Married with Children, House, Survivor, The Amazing Race, True Blood, CSI, etc etc etc for the first time. I actually think that I miss the moments when I used to say: “This might be the most interesting TV discovery I have recently made! And we all know that watching something for the second time is never the same…

Even the internet is boring. I managed to actually feel like I have visited the entire internet. Yeah, it’s all dynamic and stuff but I kinda quit reading news websites since the moment you could see Michael Jackson’s name everywhere. I also feel sorry about him but I really didn’t care to find out any details about his memorial service and who performed over there. I feel like I have played every existing flash game there is (especially the ones about parking your car) and I have become a master in Tetris on my Motorola phone. I have never been defeated on it. When I was waiting for the Finnair from Bucharest to Helsinki I actually had to quit on purpose just so I could get on the plane, ffs.

And on top of that, I feel stranded. I feel like my hands are tied in performing any action that would eventually satisfy me on any level: social or personal. For some strange reason, I feel like I will never be able to cut the connection to my home country no matter how far I would go away from it. And that’s simply because every now and then I realise that there still are persons I still care about over there whom I can’t simply cut the contact with, just like that.

There is a saying: If you get into a shit, at least get into it fully. I am not sure I am ready to do that yet. I just need to take a very deep breath before and realise what I enjoy most: the shit I’m half way into or the air my other half is standing in.

Problem delimitation
I have the following problem: I am willing to give my full support to anyone if I feel like they deserve it. Unfortunately for a large amount of individuals, at the slightest sign of failure of communication I am going to refrain from helping them.

There were times when I used to say “Trust noone but yourself”. Times have change though, I realised that I have a few friends (literally, “few”) and that we will be helping eachother no matter what happens or how far away we might be. Therefore, I have changed my motto to “Trust everyone but count only on a few persons in life” and I am willing to go all the way with it, no matter what.

“What the hell are you talking about?”
I honestly have no idea where the idea of this article started from and I have no idea where it’s going to. I just want to make you, the reader, acknowledge who your friends are and to value them as much as possible. Be careful though, don’t go in too deep unless you are 100% sure about their attitude towards you. There are few things more painful in life than being back stabbed by someone who you thought was a friend of yours.

How do I do it?
I simply don’t do it. Except my family, there might be at most 4 or 5 persons in the entire world (literally, again) whom I can trust with my life. Don’t get a bad impression about me and my attitude towards the people I know: I am willing to have new friends… it’s just that sometimes you win a friend but lose another one (I won one friend and lost around 10 in the past year but that’s a completely different story). It’s all a huge vicious circle, very hard to get out of.

Conclusion
Bottom line: Trust is something which should be offered after a period of time. Never start with the assumption that the person next to you is not worthy of your trust; just try to be more reluctant into giving it and everything will be OK if you consider the only 2 outcomes this attitude could have:

• That person is NOT worthy of your trust(to be your friend). You haven’t given him trust so you didn’t lose anything. No pains, no worries.
• That person is worthy of your trust and after some period of time you realize that the two of you are friend. Everything is alright so enjoy each others company.

The end. If you didn’t understand anything, it’s all because of my tiredness.

man – men
woman – women
human – humen?!

ignore me while you can

How was the delimitation between Europe and Asia chosen?

I swear, I am dying of curiosity to find out what made the Ural mountains or Istanbul as the border between Europe and Asia.

I’m not 14 for fuck’s sake, stop telling me what is good for me and what is not.