Quote of the month: ”Feels good to be the
best in the world…”
Song(s) of the month: Pitbull – Back In Time
Welcome
back everyone! It feels great to be back writing for you again! I’m proud to
say the war is over, and that I finally passed those exams and finally got
into college. This month was nothing more but a path to conquest for me, and
it’s no doubt that I got into this path to win, all or nothing. Without any
further at due, let’s kick off the beginning of the second half of so far my
favorite year...
Part
I: Pride of a hero of the day
To
begin this month was more of a sudden death for me because I was at the midst
of a preparing for the fight of my life for those graduating exams at math and
physics. I was studying 24/7 and one week before the exams I was ready for the
bells to toll.
The
1st exam was the math one. When the subjects were revealed everyone
in my examination class were left in a state of shock as no one had any idea
what to do with most of those problems. For me on the other hand, it looked
like a little brat trying to knock me out this time. I was prepared for far
worse than that exam, and thankfully I managed to write down everything Master
Radu would teach me on paper and annihilate that exam with flying colors. After
that day, a large boulder was lifted off
my heart as this was the biggest deal for me: Math. It was a domain I had to
master no matter if I liked it or not, and this time it looked like I spanked
that exam’s ass. 1 down, 1 to go.
The
2nd exam at physics was a bit tricky. The subjects looked easy on
first sight, but the calculations were a real pain in the arse. Everyone had
their minds numbed as usual because they hadn’t exercised too much and they
couldn’t copy anything because of the cameras. Those “eyes” weren’t bothering
me at all, as I done my best to write everything I knew at the exam. Going
home, I knew some stuff written on paper was wrong, but at least I knew it was
finally over, and that now I have to pray the results were good.
Concern
ran all over my mind and my parents’ about what the outcome may be. It was
about the 12 months of build-up prior to the exam that was boggling me… All the
sacrifices I made, all the friends I may have lost along the way, all the
broken bones I endured, all the intense studying, all of my priceless things in
my life that I let go, everything. One
thing was for sure, I literally had blood sweat and tears put into these 12
months and I was patiently waiting for that day that never comes, that day when
I get my hand raised in victory upon those rotten exams, which was constantly
delayed by those usual days of failure.
And
this brings us to that day. That morning prior to the results, when I woke up
earlier than usual and rushed my way to the school for the results while
listening “Metallica – For Whom The Bell Tolls” to get myself pumped up. Got
there at 8 o’clock, no results yet. The results appeared at 12 o’clock, and in
that 4-hour period I was starting to reach insanity levels caused by the crowd.
Everyone there was doubtful, my best-friend Zero came to support me, but all he
did was make even more of a paranoid out of me because he was searching for the
results via mobile internet and those servers crashed, my mom and dad and…well,
most of my relatives were extremely worried because they heard at TV that 30%
of the region passed the exam and they were dying to know if I was one of them,
while I told them that I don’t know because the f*****g results hadn’t showed
yet. It was that exam paranoia that nearly got me emotionally and mentally broken…but
THEN…..
......The
results were shown! In that moment I jumped over everyone to see my name and
the verdict, and praise The Lord, I passed the exams. My final marks were 7.70
at my native language exam, 8.45 at math exam, and 7.35 at physics, which
rounds up to a 7.83 general medium. What’s even funnier is that I was in the
top 20 in my school in the order of results. Lots of people were disappointed
for the marks, while I joyfully hugged all my friends in what I would recall a
“St. Joy” mode. I was at the edge of insane happiness and so were all my
friends/family who all were thankful or even tearing of joy for I have became
the hero of the day. I celebrated that victory, first at the Old Hound Pub with
my ex-med-mates and Master Radu who praised the hell out of me for succeeding
to prove to everyone, and myself that I still got it, and that I had the pride
to show it. Then I would be congratulated by my family at home for everything
and was even awarded with some cash to have some fun later that night.
Ultimately I would return to OHP with Alex (Micu’) who was still amazed of the
payoff I had, while I gave him inspirational thoughts on what to do in his time
of taking those exams. Suddenly enough I would surprise a whole lot of random
friends at the OHP who praised and had a fun time together, such as Justin,
Alex Vatushel, Alex Vlad, Diana’s sister Duda and her friends, Andreea and
Laura. It was a great night for me…in fact it wasn’t just a great night, it was
an amazing day all-along for me. I was finally treated like a big deal again,
and easily the world starting to come back to me. The king was back to rule his
world, this time with the pride of a hero to it’s people.
Part
II: Passion of a Man who loves his friends
Let’s return with the last 10 flavor texts
before I began the exams.
10 things I hate about you, 10 years on a
leg, Power of 10, Capricorn, 10 by Microsoft, 10 years by Rev Theory, 10x, 10
songs on the first and latest Metallica solo album, 10 random songs I always
listen from Natalie Imbruglia, 10 man down.
A 9-ball rack, a rugby Hooker, a nonagon, a
9 to 5, the Heegner numbers, 9x11 problems, 9/11 a tragic day, 9mm Pistol, 9th
of July the birthday of a great friend called Adriana.
8 ball, Octave, 8mm, 8x8 chess board, 8 of
diamond, Figure 8, A byte, 8 mile
777 battery, 7 days, Windows 7, Lotus 7, 7
wonders of the world, because 7-8-9, 7 days to the wolves
The Star of David, A standard Guitar, The
Anti-Christ, A beehive honeycomb, Hexagon, My favorite number
Maroon 5, 5™ Gum, Olympic Games Symbol, 5 second
rule, High Five!
The 4 elements (Fire,Earth,Water,Wind), The
4 of February (Birthday of my favorite artist Natalie Imbruglia), 4 seasons per
year, 4 days to glory.
August 3 is James Hetfield's birthday,The
Holy Trinity,3rd time is a charm.
2 worlds you'll see in my mind, and 2
personalities will control my mind.
One life, One soul, One love, One heart,
One war, One pride, One passion, One glory, One warrior, One true friend.
Why am I proud of doing all this? Because I
have the passion of a man who loves all my friends. I never treated somebody
like someone who is inferior to me, everyone I met and known as a good guy/girl
was treated like a friend of mine, no matter what. It was that same passion
that drove me into some perilous challenges but in the end I would receive
support from my friends for anything good I could do to them. It’s my army. My
world. They are the people I owe everything for supporting me, for molding me
to a better person, for having a great time together, and as of today, made me
want to grow up to a mature man who is ready to prepare a career for himself.
They are the people who make me feel like I want to live forever, make me feel
proud of I am, and have the confidence to risk everything in an “all or nothing”
situation, through any of the insane stuff we could have done and through any
sorrow, I am proud to say to anyone, that I don’t need to be the president of a
country, because I am already The King of My World.
Part
III: Glory of someone driven by honor
Coming
of the greatest victory in my life, I continue my path to glory in further
studies to prepare for college. My parents were fighting who’s coming with me,
and in the end they decide the best choice is to let me go by myself in
Cluj-Napoca, a city 200 miles away from home to contend for a spot in each faculty
I was putting my bid on.
Leaving
by myself was a bit weird. I was sent there to continue the war with my future,
and come out of there with my hand raised in victory. It was also a hard way to
get there, since I needed to get 2 coaches: 1 from home to Sibiu, and the other
from Sibiu to Cluj.
After
9 long hours of sitting still, I reached the city Cluj, and once I left the
bus, everyone was looking at me like I was from another planet. I looked very
different to their race and behavior, as they would all be calm, have a weird
accent and be talkative. I was the exact opposite (hence how we roll in South
Romania). I would talk clean only if needed, and I would generate an unusually
vigilant and aggressive aura. Nevertheless I could always leave the guard down
and be polite with anyone, but I am called “The Master Of Puppets” with a
reason, and I would stay intimidating to most of them until I can get to Student
Home and deploy my trunks there and let the road become my bride.
My
tasks here were simple. First I had to go to 2 universities and contend for a
total of 3 faculties. 1st stop, the University of Babes-Bolyai (UBB).
Here I wanted to apply for a spot in the faculty of informatics. Original data
here, paid the tax and then I was free to go. 2nd stop, the
Technical University from Cluj-Napoca (UTCN). Along the way, I took the freedom
and visit the center of the city, as it was on the way. It was just…amazing,
and I mean it! It was really different to Bucharest by so many aspects; the
landscape, the people, the buildings, the landmarks, everything. The streets
were clean, everyone here was happy, and the building were either old-school (in
a good way) or crafted in a very attractive way. Definitely has an importance
in tourism.
I stopped by a restaurant called “The Tramvay
©” and it was probably the first environment I met were everyone was calm and
happy to see you, and not just your wallet. The food was great, and the drinks
were even greater. The prices on the other hand, were a bit raised compared to
my hometown, but unnoticeable. Off to the UTCN I go, and the first place I
wanted to assign myself in was the Faculty of Automatics and Computers, which
in my surprise I was the very last man to apply for their domain. Nevertheless
I would take their papers, score for budget spots only and in their surprise
give my signature with my opting choices. The committee told me to get prepared
for the big exam in 3 days at math, and I told them that I will be ready to
knock that exam out, just like I did to my baccalaureate earlier this month.
They viewed me courageous and optimistic, something they hadn’t seen too often
in this section, and asked me one more time if I’m sure with my contending
spots I signed for, while I told them that it’s all or nothing and left them
with a raised eyebrow. Last in the line was the Faculty of Telecommunications
from UTCN and signed with the same conditions.
The 3 days prior
to the last exam were spent by exploring the city, visit the botanic garden,
take countless photos, buy some souvenirs from the Iulius Mall (a huge-ass mall
that left my jaw dropped) eat bananas and chat with my friends and family at
home. Also this period was met by my very first friend in Cluj, a blonde dude
from Harghita named Ionut the Pope who applied to the Faculty of Architecture
from UTCN. He’s a guy with a great attitude and has similar tastes in music
like mine. We would wander the city together and let some beers gyrate at a
newly open 50’s style brewery/pub called the BJC while talking about a lot of
topics concerning our country’s direction, women, music, secret societies, and
past relationships and other happenings. He was really friendly and was open to
talk about anything just like me. He told me about his dark past in the last 2 months
being a real thorn in his eye, while I told him the story of my past 12 months
and my vow to redeem myself. He admired my determination and all my endurances
I had to get to where I am right now. Grab a cup, say “Bottoms Up!” and leave
the pub to prepare for the exams, but during that walk back home we would start
having fun of some hobos we would meet along the way and laugh our asses at some
shocking stuff we starting telling about each other.
The next day, we
were both hung-over but would be ready for those exams. I would leave my home
with everything buy my ID act, which started generating me panic because I was
already 30 minutes prior to the exam and at the front of the building while
being 30 minutes away from my room. Thankfully the guards left me in and told
me to give the phone number of a room-mate I was living with, to bring my ID.
Thankfully I would start calming down, got last (typical, it has to happen to
me) entry and started the exam. Scored 33/45 of those math problems brought me
to a 8.20 at the test and a medium admittance of 8.17 with their rules, which
kinda assured me I was in their Faculty of Automatics and Computers. The next
day I saw the final results, and the only faculty I was assured to be a student
of, was the one I almost didn’t got in for the exam (the one mentioned earlier)
and I was a bit disappointed because I wanted to get in the UBB Faculty of
Informatics badly and the admittance mark was too big for me to stay. A little
initiation and talk from my parents and Alex M. cheered me up however, because
after all, the Faculty of Automatics and Computers (section Automatics) was
where I wanted to get in the first place. And that in the end, jobs are way
profitable from this faculty by a glance. I would later congratulate Pope for
getting in the Faculty of Architecture, and told him something he agreed to me:
“Dude, we got where we wanted! It was actually worth it! Well, that leaves us
with one thing…let’s keep in touch! After all we’re students as of right now”
I would then
pack my things and leave, once again in a rushed pace, because the only coach
was at 13:20 and I had to release my documents from UBB and confirm my place at
UTCN, then get the tram to reach that coach in time. I was literally running
for my life with all my trunks on my arms to rush faster. Disoriented I was desperately
asking everyone how can I get to the station and they pointed out some
checkpoints to get there and in time. This rush was similar to my last visit
leave from Bucharest when I had to get in time for the damn bus which was leaving
shortly, and just like last time, I got there in the last 2 minutes, paid a
ticket and hopped in for 9 more hours of constant driving. Finally I would be
back in my hometown of Slut-in-a-City (Slatina City) and be greeted by my
friends and family as a peaceful man who stands tall in victory after a lengthy
war of 12 straight months. My lifelong dream finally comes true in the end, and
I would finally sleep peacefully and wake up as an actual student. Not to
mention I bought 2 trinkets for 2 special girls in my 1-year-long-tenure. One
was given later that night to Laura, while the other is still withheld for the
other special girl in the present to give it at right time (and no, it’s not for
my dead-ex).
It was that Glory driven by someone of honor
that made me do that twist of fate 12 months ago who was tearing back then
because he failed at his baccalaureate and stay home tearing, but actually
building up for a greater future and become an unbreakable warrior, who later
solidified my status as The King of My World to add another moniker of fighting
all alone for everyone, and be victorious: “The Best in My World”. It took me
12 months to prove myself that I am the best in my world, and it feels damn
good I got to this stage
This lifelong
achievement couldn’t have been achieved if it wasn’t for my determination to be
like this and have the Pride, Passion and Glory (Orgullo, Pasión, y Gloria) of
a fighting leader for my world. I owe all my friends, my family, and you, the
monthly readers of this blog, my everything. Not to mention the sincere “Thank
you very much from the bottom of my heart” I hand to everyone.
That
will rap it up for Chapter VII, I will now enjoy the rest of my longtime
deserved vacation this month which will headline the return of Amsterlypse, the
return to Alex’s Country, and my debut at the Black Sea in Costinesti with some
of my ex-classmates. I will call for the next one, Chapter VIII: All Summer Long,
but due to my vacation, it will be delayed 1 week prior the start of September.
I want to thank everyone for all the lifelong support! You are the main reason
why got to this stage and actually right my life on this piece of HTML! Hugs and peaces!
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| A man on a mission..... |
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