Internship

After a long and stressful waiting period for an answer on my internship, today I got a surprise. I stopped checking my e-mail obsessively to see if I have a positive answer for any of my application, so today I just went to sleep after work, did my laundry and before eating something I decided to check my e-mail. And...a good idea that was...I got accepted at the Romanian Embassy in Madrid and the people from PETA USA asked me to write them something extra to an opinion I had, because they liked my application. This was a super hysteria moment for me as I went screaming in the house and woke up Marketa to share the news...she was happy for me, I could feel it...and maybe she will visit me. So, I basically have now two internships...two great ones...I thought my travelling luck was over after Aarhus, but it seams I was wrong and have to keep on moving every summer, every year. I love this...I love it now and I am super excited. I will most likely go for the internship in Madrid, because it's closer and it some how keeps me related to my country. I am currently looking for a place to stay for 12 weeks in Madrid...I hope my Spanish friends will help me find something cheep, because Madrid is not the cheapest place when it comes to rent.

So, now that things are settled I will come home on the 4th of June. I will buy my plane ticket tomorrow as I get my salary. I have a huge luggage again and I will soon have to send some things home again...and I should stop buying and start raising money. I am super happy and looking forward for my summer in Madrid...2 and a half months of Spanish weather, Spanish music and Spanish food :D...and Lina's Spanish dinner from yesterday gave me a taste of it.

I will have new places and new stories to write about on my never ending traveling blog.

Happy birthday Persi!

Project Management day

After a semester of planning for our Project Management group, the execution day came. In order to improve our understanding of making projects and satisfying stakeholders in order to make it a success, our teacher, Lars, divided us in groups (breakfast, visit Aarhus, lunch, Den Gamble By, dinner). I was in the Den Gamble By group and we had to organise a fun and smart tour of the old city. It was a perfect occasion to spend a day with my classmates, with which I admit that I don't really hang out. It was a success…we are true project managers now :P I was really tired because I also had to work on Monday, but still I went on with the whole day.

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Another 25th of April passed and another birthday for me. I was depressed when I realised that this is the last year when only a box of birthday cake candles will be enough to cover my age...but I am happy for what I am and what I have done till now.

25th of April 2009 in Bucharest

The usual rainy day...it was raining the day I was born and I actually don't remember if I had a birthday without rain...my mother says it's good luck. I missed my family today...waking up in the morning with Bianca all over me and my mom kissing me and telling me how I was the darkest and hairiest baby born that day in the maternity :)There was also an earthquake in Bucharest on the 25th...a pretty strong one. It was the first birthday since the 11th grade when I wasn't there with Irina :)...that means ahm...5 years?!

25th of April 2009 in Aarhus

After cooking, shopping and sunbathing on the balcony my great birthday party in Aarhus started. It was so great that I don't remember anything. I drank red wine, white wine, bier, vodka with orange juice, beherovka, beherovka with lemon, rum and Barcardi with orange. At this was fatal for me...I remember leaving home after dinner for the kolegiet and then laughing hard, spinning, puking and somebody telling me to drink water when I wake up. I woke up naked with my clothes all around, alone in the house and not remembering much...I don't thnik I want to get this drunk ever...this was for sure a birthday I will not forget and I am happy it's like this. The girls baked a cake for me...and it was the first time when someone other than my mother did this :) Kamila also came from Czech on my birthday and she will be leaving with us this week. I got a football ball with the girl's signature and a bubble maker...weeeeee...

I lost a special friend today...a friend I wished for and loved with all my heart...I will always remember her and her humanly behaviour...her eyes staring and giving an innocent warmth that could never allow you to be sad. I never imagined loosing her because she was a member of our family :*

Taurus

Marketa returned this morning from Barcelona!!!!I am not alone anymore...I am so happyyyy. I discovered that I became an extreme neat freak...I missed cleaning after her and finding dishes and scrums all over when returning from work...I need someone to clean after, that definitely makes me happy :) Ah...and she got her wallet stolen in Barcelona at the beach...I am ashamed to write the first thing that went through my mind when she told me...I guess I still have a lot of frustrations I must get rid off before becoming a tolerant person.

Anyway...in other words...my month just started...the month of Taurus. I realised that the majority of my friends have their birthday in this period. I also know a lot of Gemini (6 of them have their birthday on the 1 of June, wicked). So...Taurus. Out of my own experience I can tell that we are a hell of a stubborn sign. We say things we don't really mean not to alter our ego...we do/say things for good impression sometimes, most of the time…and we love to be in the centre of attention. I am not a fan of astrology (or not worse than others), but I sort of agree with more than half of what they say about us.

Maybe it's also part of my zodiacal characteristics, but today I discovered/thought about it better, that I enjoy a lot of things that harm me. For example, kiwi...I remember when I first ate it (my mom bought it) and it was such a strange potato thing. I couldn't imagine other fruits than the ones that grew in my grandparents backyard or the bananas and oranges I would get in winter, when I ate my first kiwi. I have some sort of allergy to kiwi...it gets difficult to breath, my ears and my mouth start etching...I don't know if this happens to anyone else or if anyone else eats as much kiwi as I do at once to have experienced this, but despite all these it is on my top fruits list. I guess I do this with everything...I love to exaggerate...with everything...I have a feeling that my elder person disease will be paranoia.

I finished my two essays for Cultural Analysis yesterday in the balcony while sun bathing…so now, till middle May I can read whatever I want…finally. I don't have an answer for my internship and it is stressing...I've been through the same thing last year in April and it sucks, but maybe I will get a nice present from the RMFA on the 25th (it's Saturday so maybe on the 24th or 27th at least).

Decreteii

Double Easter in 2009

Catholic Easter:

Because in Denmark they don't have egg paint, we had to follow traditions and colour eggs with onion leaves. It worked (to my surprise because I never did this)!In Denmark, Easter is only symbolicaly celebrated. Only children paint eggs, with acrylics  This is because, as Henry, my work supervisor said, you don't get anything for Easter...he said "give a Dane money or presents and he will celebrate whatever you want"...but this came from the mouth of an atheist, so I don't know if I should take it as it is or not...fake and superficial maybe, or just pragmatic nation...judge it as you may. But since I live with Czechs, I had a fast, but nice Catholic Easter...because they respect traditions, and even if Easter is more like a celebration of spring...they celebrate it similar to Orthodox.

Orthodox Easter:

Friday

- lunch at the beach...on the molo in the sea (no words can describe this) and our favourite shopping (Marketa is so bad in buying shoes, I can't believe she's complaining about my habits of long shopping, when it took her 1 hour to decide for a pair of shoes she didn't finally buy - she bought another one in the end :P)!!

Sunday

Marketa went to Barcelona this morning. So...I am home alone again. I am too lazy to go to church or even out shopping for food, even if the sun is inviting. I will stay home, watch a movie and start my essays...and other school stuff. I would like to finish my first 2 essays before Wednesday, when Marketa returns, so that we can enjoy the weather by going out everyday...eating at the beach, reading along the Aarhus river and running around Brabrand lake. At home everyone is meeting and spendig time with their family...that's how it always is. Food, gifts, talking and maybe going out...tht would've been my day today if I was in Bucharest. My fist Easter and major holiday away from home. More to follow, I am sure...but at least I will aprecite it more that before when I will be there :).

Odense in spring

The Czech people we had over last week brought back the urge to travel in me. Seeing them with backpacks, ready to hit the road made me dream again and leave the house. That's how I decided to take Marketa with me and go in Odense at Mihai. And a smart decision that was, especially since he will be leaving at the begging of May and I will only, probably, see him in Bucharest.

It was the perfect trip...very active 2 days and a half trip. We visited the city, played basketball, badminton, fuss ball, pool, got semi drunk and played truth or dare in the Kollegiet bar, barbecued  played football with French/Spanish/Greek and whatever other nationalities we met, went canoeing, got attacked by a swan (the first and hopefully last time in my life...I got so scared), watched movies, cooked and slept well...not with Mihai this time, but with Marketa. I have feet are bruised...but I am suntanned, relaxed and happy to have enjoyed the great weather on the Catholic/Protestant Easter.

Beaching with strangers

I am in love with Aarhus since spring came. Forests, animals, sand, colors, sea shells, the wonderful smell of salty sea, flowers, sun, happy faces, kids, bikers (who like to wave at me and show off :D)...ah...everything I could wish for. I would definetly love living here now...and the houses next to the beach invite me to dream and build fairy tales.

As I was saying, today I took a box with some of my stuff to deliver them home by bus. So, I had the opportunity again to interact with Romanians...and it felt strange. I felt weird because I felt like I had to act differently  I felt like a reject and as if I didn't go in the picture of my world. I am afraid I seem arrogant ..I can see people feeling this attitude in me...and I strongly try to avoid acting like that...so I just preferred to leave the box, take Marketa and leave as soon as possible. Marketa said that the scene had a certain colour in it, a colour you don't see in Danes...the bus drivers, the clothes, the language, the attitude and the broken scale for luggage added a certain sense of life to the image...a sense I feel, but for which I feel like changing myself in order to fit in.

A group of unknown people came to stay at our place over the night. They are Czech, 2 boys and 2 girls...friends of friends. Since we have a free room we offered to hold them over the night...and what a night...I didn't have so much fun in a while...we had a mixture of everything - red wine with bier with strong Czech alcohol and special cookies...and the result was strong...extreme hangover but happy, relaxed mood.

One of the guys told me that he was last summer in Bucharest and he felt in love with Motoare...he brought back the place in my mind...I miss it...I miss the noise of the people there, the music, the warm summer wind, the bier...I could never get enough of it...hanging out - doing nothing. To the beach we go...for picnic and volley ball. :*

To live, love, laugh, hug & cry

Tomorrow I will send home the first part of my life in Aarhus, a box of clothing and books.

I am so bad at keeping in touch with people. My Mexican friend, David went to Taiwan this week and met with my Taiwaness freind, Peggy...for me they both became people I answer to from time to time... forgetting the fun times we had together. I do this with all the friends separated from me by distance. I am afraid that this will happen with the friends I have now too :(...I know it will. I always promise to write and I never do...The riot in Chisinau reminded me of my MIRC friend Calin...I was so close to him at some point and I enjoyed talking to him...but then I don't know when everything stooped ..and now I don't know and I have no way of finding out if he's ok or not. I guess this makes me a bad friend and a bad person...I am too spoiled by the people around me...I should be ignored for a time and maybe then I will start reaching.

Today I gave permission to my parents to euthanise my dog, if they consider necessary. So on Saturday they will probably take her to the vet...and this is one of the most painful decisions I had to take in my life... controlling a life. I know she will not get better...and I know she will die and suffer an agonising pain before that. I hate this and I don't even want to imagine it...as selfish as it may sound...I am happy not to be there. I've took decisions over other lives before, but it has never been so painful...I will not buy a pet for a long time...

It should be normal for me by now to loose what I love because of time and distance...but it never stops hurting...

Culturaly

April is here and it brought along the super long and warm spring days. Finally some life in Denmark. How it looks?! Well…some already wear summer shoes, light clothes, sun glasses…convertible cars and motorbikes everywhere…along the river in the centre people are sitting with their faces in the sun…all in all…super chillin’. It sounds, looks and feels perfect when the sun is in your face while cycling home. Unfortunately my chronicle laryngitis is back and I can’t enjoy to the maximum. I was a bit voiceless these days, now it’s only in the morning and the evening…and the bad part is that I don’t have pills….I have to use natural stuff to treat it, ginger tea and honey and lemon, which is totally unusual for me…I need my pills damn it!

To get the best out of these wonderful days and since Iveta (Marketa’s friend) was here, and I get along very well we her, we decided to get a cultural view of Aarhus. And so, we went to some museums and the theater.

Aros (this is some sort of national art museum – very good, but again since it’s national it’s Danish).

Steno Museum (the university's museum of Science and Medical - where we did a lot of experiments on ourselves and even entered a vagina where you would heare the sounds a baby hears...it was a really good museum).

The last AAITC play was called "Crime on Goat island" and just like the last play we went to, it was very much focused on women. But this time it was a bit evil. Anyway...a great way to end the week.

I remember that, before leaving, somebody laughed at me when I said that I want to save the world. My thoughts were considered foolish and immature and the laughter made me feel embarrassed about my own dreams. Now, I am sorry about feeling ashamed…I should have stood straight and argue my case. What are we without culture, feelings, and the environment around us (animals, plants, stars etc.). Nothing. If we all have a goal on this planet than somebody must try to save them too, right?! Since when did thinking about something else than making money become immature and foolish!? I am also driven by money, and I truly accept that as a strong feature of my character…but this doesn't mean that I believe in them.

I am totally in love with the people around me. I feel myself as a different person since I am here. I don't mind people eating in bed, scrubbing the food from their plates and making sounds...I don't mind a lot of the things that irritated me at home. I am way more relaxed and non judgemental. I take people as they are...and I am starting to take on the whole Jante law thing with "sorry" and "thank you" all the time, and it makes me feel good...though I would be considered a fool in other places. I don't know if this should make me feel good or bad...but the thought of changing now frightens me when I think about returning home...I actually cannot believe that it is April...my 8th month of Denmark and 2 months away from returning home...a thing which brings chills down my spine...I am truly afraid of returning home now...I pray to get my internship in Spain.