First of all, I finished college. The project I was talking about in my last post got a 10 (that’s a B in the American grading system). The product itself was worth 12 (A) but, quite honestly, the examination was pretty cruel and I failed to answer the following questions:

• What is the difference between a normalized and denormalized table in a database? (I should have known the answer to this question but hey.. no regrets, right?)
• How can you store a PHP object inside a session? (I just couldn’t focus on giving an appropriate answer and was way too vague in the answer)
• Why didn’t I use JSON in order to send and receive the AJAX information? (I think the answer “I was just not very familiar with JSON and did not have enough time to go more into depth with it” was not really alright)

So, let’s put it this way: I am now a multimedia designer (literally, not just skillfully) and I’ll be finishing my bachelor in Web Development sometime next Winter. God damn, that seems so far away! Here’s a video I made out of 2 videos shot by one of my classmates and one of my teachers:

Those being sa(i)d, my life really revolves between going to work, watching the last 2 seasons of Seinfeld and any individual projects. Oh, and learning the regular expressions! I always bump into them so I guess now would be a good time to actually learn them!

On the other hand, the last week has been very entertaining from a metallic point of view as I got the chance to watch Soulfly, Master and Six Feet Under in 2 live performances, in Århus. Yeah, they were expensive but one should never refrain from actions which definitely gives him pleasures unless those pleasures are illegal but that’s a completely different aspect…

I’ll be coming home on the 22nd of July and I do not know what to expect. From any point of view. What’s even funnier is that I still haven’t bought a return ticket but I guess I’ll do it as soon as I get home though. Anyway, Scandinavian Airliens for the wins! I am so sick and tired of having a flight made out of 2 segments!

Can it get any worse? Yes it can! Bring it on, you mofo!

So, now that I am confident that you guys understood what life is like (fuck, if that doesn’t help you, just make a comparison between this picture and this other picture), you can read the other bla bla that I am going to post around here like:

• I’ll be in Romania between the 28th of January and the 13th of May, doing my internship at an awesome company (I might try to make a trip for a Hypocrisy concert in either Vienna or Sofia)
• Advanced Photoshop Techniques that you may not be aware of
• Thousands of Photoshop Brush Collections
• Got a 10 at the 3rd semester project exam and I’m waiting for the 3rd semester subject exam (it’s either I get a 2 or a 12, depending on which subject I draw from the hat)
• I miss my girl.
• I’m just waiting for things to go on their usual downward path. I literally know that I am at the peak of the quality of my life so that’s why I ain’t so happy about it. I am usually an optimistic dude but you have to know where you stand and not get over excited.

And to my few readers: I’m sorry for the lack of posts in the recent time. Meh, there’s no particular reason for that: I still care about the 2 of you, it’s just that I realized that this blog doesn’t help me improve my personal life nor my professional life and I assigned it a smaller number in the huge queue of my priority list.

However, whatever you miss, let’s try to make you feel better, shall we? First of all, don’t get a cold heart thinking about the past. Whatever was and happened, just did and you should be happy for that. Who knows how much shittier your life might have been if you hadn’t encountered that person or situation. Second, keep in mind that humans work by the following principle: You only realize how valuable something/someone is to you until the moment you are actually faced with losing it/him/her. No, no matter what you had done, you couldn’t have made everything better.

As someone told me a few months ago, whatever is supposed to happen will happen no matter what. Therefore, stop crying your heart out for something that will never be the same again unless you invent a time machine. Kitty once shared a link on her blog with a beautiful article on this topic and a phrase got stuck in mind ever since: “You can go back to people and places but you can never go back to the exact circumstances”. That sentence is valid for absolutely any situation that I have encountered in my life and it has actually helped me get over.. something.

Therefore, guys, smile. I know it’s hard to concentrate and to lose the subjective approach towards life but just keep in mind that “it will all be ok in the end. If it’s not ok, it’s not the end” (© DeeDee).

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.

Ever since my departure from Romania last winter, I knew that I was about to face the ultimate disaster: my human right of taking a normal bath inside a bath tub would be withdrawn from the list of my possible actions. Not only had I known that I would be coming back to my shared bathtubless bathroom in Skjoldhoj kollegiet but I also had a feeling that I would get close to July without having the privilege of a normal bath. I was speaking with a very dear friend of mine about baths and my nostalgy regarding this topic popped back in my mind, bringing a lot of memories that simply make my body shiver in delight thinking about the upcoming evening of the 2nd of July: I will spend 1 or 2 hours in my bath tub in Bucharest, enjoying that bath like it would be my last.

What I am really curious about is the way you guys (and gals of course) adjust the temperature of the water in the bathtub. I have had a series of disturbing experiences sometime ago and I think I have discovered the perfect strategy (alright, it might have some flaws but it’s close to perfect anyway) of adjusting the water temperature. I got you curios, haven’t I? Meh, first let me tell you one of the disturbing experiences I was telling you about earlier.

As you probably know, I hav always been a multitasking kind of guy. This means that I used to let the water pour inside the bathtub and then do something else in the amount of time left until the bathtub would be filled with water. So, when the time came, I went back in the bathroom, got naked, took a sit on the edge of the bathtub and shoved a foot inside the water. AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH it was so damn fucking frigging extra super uber HOT ! I pulled out the foot and started screaming my lungs out due to the pain. I swear, the water was so hot that I couldn’t even put my hand to raise the lid that holds the water in the tub. Ever since happenings like this, I do the following:

• I make sure the temperature inside the bathroom fits my temperature standards (which have lowered since I am a Danish resident) which means that I can stay in my underwear and not get any goosebumps or shivering because of the cold.
• I only let the warm/hot water flow and fill 5-6 centimeters of the bathtub and then I get inside. (don’t worry about putting your bottom inside extremely hot water. the temperature of the bathtub combined with the temperature of the water will result in a very pleasant water to sit in.
• You then settle the water flow to your desired temperature, making sure to check from time to time whether or not you still feel comfortable.
• Stop the water when you get to the safety point. The safety point is the point where if you put more water inside the bathtub and put your head inside the water, water pours outside of the tub.

Well, those being said, I wish you a pleasant bath like the one I am so dreaming of (I don’t want to take anymore showers but I have to) and I would like to ask you what your actions into taking a perfect bath are