King of My World - The Awesome Blog Of Roby MeLViN: January 2012

Quote of the month: ”This year,I’m driven...”

Song of the month:Metallica - Fuel

Welcome home were time stands still dear people,no one leaves and no one will (I’m joking,just don’t press the “X” button yet).Today I will recap the first month of this yet to be glorious year,with some already great points and memories which are at least honorable on my timeline.To keep you from being bored reading I will split this chapter in 3 to make it easy for you to read.The 1st and 3rd will represent a review of my month,while the 2nd is a motivational text,written exclusively by me.I’ll release the second part at the end of the year.

Chat with me and a friend called Tedy on December 31^st 2011:

-Soooooo,what are your new year’s resolutions?

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-No shit *Laughing*

-Nah I might say that I want to be succesful in my quest to get to the college I want,maintain my relationship with my friends,if not make it stronger than it is right now,be minus human,since this makes me a lot more awesome than I can actually be if I’m human,and maybe,maybe……find true love once again.How about you?

-Plain and simple:MORE BEEEEEER!!!!

-You haven’t changed your mind a single bit………..

Part 1:Back to basics

We’ll kick of with the first of the year,a day also known as the hangover day,since everybody has rough alcohol/cigarrettes/drugs rivers falling upon them,just for making the New Year’s Eve a memorable night.I was quite in a great shape since this year I didn’t drank ‚ ’till I threw my guts out and felt quite good at the New Year’s Party(es).

A day later one of my better female friends called Andra,decided to take a visit at my place since she promised a long time ago,in a galaxy far,far away...As promised,we had countless sweets to eat,hugs to embrace,forehead kisses to recieve,laughing-out-loud moments to bare,and in the process learning one about the other to a whole new level.She’s starting to be a really wonderful person(for somebody with whom we “friendzoned” each other).Since the infamous tenure with my now “dead” ex-girlfriend,she’s the closest person to me whenever a pain still shaked me,she would hold me until it sleeps.In return I ended up doing the same thing to her,whenever she was in a peril or a predicament,I would be there to put her back on track,entertain or at least cheer her up.Of course I could’ve chose to be a complete jackass and ignore her,but I’ve grown to be a mature human being,and this year I follow my resolutions,one of them being to maintain a strong,if not make a stronger connection with your friends.I know her for almost an year,and we weren’t that into each other before mid-October,but since then she admitted that I am at this very moment her best male friend in her eyes,while she gradually starts to earn my kind of friendship that is quite hard to shatter,not to mention a top contender to my best female friend.It’s quite weird that if she’s in a relationship and sees me on the street she would still come to hug me,but hey,I just can’t refuse them no matter if you’re in a relationship or married,I'll still hug you if I want,so that’s that.

Another great moment was at the St. John anniversary,were everything was like turning into gold for me.I’ve got unusual tons of money,I’ve had the usual amount of sweets (summing up to 10 different types) and a returning Alex was there to celebrate with me.The original plan was to go with him and 3 more friends at a coffee lounge,but since it was full and raining,we decided to go at his place and have our usual remembrances with amazing memories,laughing crisis and of course lots of cake/juice.Then he showed me his new Cannon printer he won…This was the golden tip of the iceberg.It was a printer that could print 3x4 polished photos,like at the good ol’ days with the old school cameras that could instantly release a photo after shooting.We all had to choose 4 of what we thought was the best pictures of us.I chose my actual “Fave4”:4 pictures with me and Alex/Zero/Sabin/Micu’ respectively.After Alex gave me the photos I was gazing upon them and started getting very emotional at home as I stared at them for 1 hour and kept remembering about what a hell of a ride I had with each and every one of my friends.Then I picked them up after one last look at each photo and I was like “With you friends…..”.Knowing each of them for at least 10 years each made me think that they are the people that make me feel like I’m the king of my world…They are the ones who contributed in colouring my life as I see it right now.And for that I can only say thank you to each and every one of them.

My math skills are starting to get more and more improved as time is passing by.Herr Radu is quite the best in the world at what he does,and damn it he really does it!He helped me understand a lot of problems I constantly had issues in solving them.My group on the other hand…got improved too but only a little.Still we are starting to be close friends to each other judging by how much we are socializing right now.In 2011 I could barely stand them,now I can’t work without laughing with them.Our personalities are very different to each other,yet we still had that neutral respect in us.Still this turned into another group of friends who like trolling to other clowns and have the laughing of a lifetime not to mention a group that can have their thoughts on any kind of problem.

Part 2:Why will they try and break me?

With days passing by,I’m starting to freak out like those old people.I mean when you’re young,you don’t feel pity for anything,you want to have as much fun as possible,and you’re very stubborn.But when you grow older,let’s say you hit the age of 30,you feel pity for certain things,your main objective is to have a great bond with your family and friends,but most importantly,you start fearing death.In my case,I’ve passed that stage of being a young kid,and I’m looking forward to reach the next stage in my life to become more mature.What’s interesting is that last year I had a “Fade to Black” period in my life,in the sense of having constant depressions that nearly got me killed if it wasn’t for my family/friends.Now I am just too stubborn to die,and maybe it’s the only virtue left from my childhood that evolved into a quality.I don’t want to die.I learned my lesson not long ago,and I now I’m driven to do anything in my power to make the most of my World,a wonderful one.What’s odd is that the more I grow stubborn to die,the bigger the challenges get,and they become even more difficult.Put yourself in my shoes:Can you wake up everyday in the morning at 7 AM with only 5-6 hours of sleep,go and study the hardest math in the world for 3-4 hours,come back home and hear pointless arguments from your parents,take care of your 2 cats,do a part-time job,and ultimately do your best to entertain your friends,who make you feel like you’re the king of your world,no matter the circumstance?I wear 12’s,if they fit you,fine.That means you can atleast understand what I’m going through the past 4-5 months.I hear every kid telling me that he’d wish he could be just like me.I don’t want to crush the kid’s dreams,but God gave us the shoes to fit each and every one of us.No matter how much you say you hate your life for not being perfect,or see others having more fun than you,you know deep inside that you have to change.And change never comes without pain.

I could’ve chosen to be the same old antisocial person I once was a few years ago and pissed and moan,or I could’ve risen up and have a better life on my own.Just be yourself.I am the one who rules the world in my head,I chose to be an alcoholic,I chose to be a smoker,I chose to be a sweet-addict,I have an amazing bond with my friends,why?Because I want to do it,at all costs.Without this kingdom which I am still pleased to build,I am no king,I am a deadman.

Part 3:Driven

I am pleased of still keeping in touch with my ex-colleagues,now friends who are of far distance.It's ironic how in Highschool we hated the guts out of everyone,and now we simply miss each other way too much.It's been proven in my eyes.Whenever you'd saw 4 drunk people,you could see me and 3 of my best mates,Tedy,Flavius and Gotzy.Whenever you thinked about an intergender chat,you could see me and Alina talk countless hours via internet/phone.Whenever you saw a lucky guy swinging with 2 or more hot chicks (whom each have a boyfriend but for the sake of the view,you don't suppose to know that),you could see me,Andra,Irina and their other friends.I even hold a Facebook group with all my classmates and always keep chatting about great memories and their current stage.There's no secret they all thought it was a pity that I couldn't become a student just like most of them,but I told them everything's going to be alright and that I am way more driven than I was an year ago.This time it's my last shot to go to college and I'll make the most of it.

Speaking of powerful bonds,I remember one Friday night,when me and Andrew went to our very first beer-girating night,first at a pub called Déjà vu and then at a bar called History.At Déjà vu I literally solidified a new friend,as I started talking with him about mostly ANYTHING which is kinda weird,since he was a friend of a great friend of mine called Sabin,and we would only talk 3-5 minutes and then mind our own businesses.This time we spent 3-5 hours talking about everything from our past relationships,to our funniest/embarassing moments,and even about our nearby future.One marking moment would be the second I started talking about Andra (mentioned in Part I) for being a cute,funny & nice person,Andrew was feeling like she was a bit unreal in my description,then when we left the pub to buy some cigars,bought them,then oh the irony…guess who I bumped into,then came to hug me as soon as she recognized me…not other than Andra herself.We took one of those deep hugs,whispered where are we going next,then left.After watching that scene,Andrew was like “Wow,was that Andra?”.After confirming her existence,we entered the History bar,and after ordering 2 beers,Andrew starting raving about my friendship with her.He was like “Dude!You completely proven me wrong!You weren’t talking bogus!”,while I was like my typical self “Well,I hate to say I told you so…”.He then told me that whenever she needs my help,I should be there for her (which started sounding like the relationship between him and his sister,but eh…everyone has their scars) after that wondernight I went back home ready to go to sleep,suddenly Andra called telling me if I could lead her home.At first I thought she was a bit paranoid for being afraid of the houlligans,but then I thought about what Andrew said earlier that night and in the end,I vowed to be the Hero of the Day(or rather Night).Seeing her again led to our usual stuff,deep hugs,forehead kisses,chatting about what we’ve done and kept teasing the surprise I am preparing for her on February 6 (sorry but I ain’t spoiling it here either).After leading her home,we done everything listed earlier (only this time it was “the goodbye version”),and went back home so I could finally go to sleep,only this time more glorious.That night I knew that bonds in friendships are meant to be stronger,no matter what it costs.
Bonds are also a case in Cipry’s Sweet 18 birthday,as I had a wide array of friends all with different gimmicks and lifestyles.This time I (just like Alex and Micu’) was the mature one and suited up.The moment I entered Cipry’s place in a badass blue suit,all 20 participants were praising me for my looks,stating that I should dress up like this more often.I was glad and shocked in the same time,because it was the first time I decided I want to go to a birthday in a suit and that was just to be entertaining.The reactions were even bigger than that.I had amazing photoshoots,some of them funny as hell,others quite artistic,and I gradually solidified my friendship with everyone even more.Of course there wouldn’t be a birthday without me Micu’ and Zero trolling at our best,hence why I couldn’t even speak the next day because of the laughs I shared with everyone in that party.It was an amazing experience…arguably Cipry’s best birthday I attended,and I wish him the best in his future endevours.I’m also looking forward to suit up more often.Suits are AWESOME!This whole month from a start to the end was a great genesis to this glorious year for me!

That’ll do it for this chapter,I hoped you enjoyed the first 1 of my 12 life episodes in one month.Look forward for 26-29 February for Chapter II:The No leaf clover.Peace!

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