The beginning

In a few hours I will be leaving Aarhus...and I am totally depressed. Not because I loved the city so much, but because I am sure that I will never see half of the people I met, never in my life again. I had the best days ever and even the weather was on my side. I can't decide on what I loved more about this place, but this semester was absolutely the best. I had work, school and tons of laughing...which for me makes a good life recipe.

I sold my bike today, exchanged my money, bought my train ticket and already said goodbye to some people...I have the worst feeling ever and I really hope that I will not be crying.

I took a bath in the sea for the last time...with clothes on because Diego was so nice to push me in.

Aalborg costume parade

It's been a month since we went for a trip outside of Aarhus. The weather these days was really crappy and not invinting for trip actually. But we had a hunger for leaving again, especially since I will be leaving for good in one week and a half and we decided to go with the Spanish group to Aalborg, where there was suppose to be a carnival. We went with Paki's car and this was official my first car drive in Denmark. There is no point in praising the roads and comparing them with the ones at home...its a hopeless case. Aalborg is small city 200km away from Aarhus, also in Jutland. We got there really fast cause Paki is a fast driver and a skilled one too, to our luck. The weather was super good, specially made for the parade...we couldn't have asked for more. I think that's why Danes are the happiest people in Europe, you never, ever know what to expect from the weather, but when it's sunny you enjoy to the maximum. The parade already started when we got there, so because we were lost from the guys who came with other cars we just blended in the crowd. We were Mexicans :).

Typically Danish, the event was just another good reason to get totally wasted. But they are very inventive...as I could tell from the costumes. At the end the whole city looked like a dump yard and I thought it would take them 3 days to clean it up...but in the evening, in 2 hours the city was sparkling clean, except for the places where people were still hanging out. Me, Paki, Marketa and Diego slept in the car, because again we got separated from the others and we wanted to leave together. We woke up at 4 am to and called them...but they said that the are already in Aarhus...so we waited for nothing, "cultural misunderstanding . We left soon...and got home even faster...and now Paki's driving skills kinnda helped us...190 km/h, a deer, 2 sec and 50 cm...pfff...we are alive.

What do IS do on Wednesday night?

They sneak in on the window in the University's music room and make their own concert :)

The week of the "last" is starting and everybody is waiting for his or her turn to go off the leaving list. I am next in my group. Alice left this Tuesday with tears in her eyes. We had a great good-bye party last Saturday for her, we watched Eurovision in an international atmosphere and went to yet another Skojlhodj party...probably the last one for me too. Everybody is getting glued together and we want to do as many things as possible together. We invented an international student's football championship with games every weekend and we even started making our own concerts. I am trying to think about the goods and the not so goods this experience brought in my life and the many lessons I have learned. I hope that by the time I will leave Aarhus I will be able to make a list...and draw some conclusions. Till then...I am enjoying my "last".

May weather in Aarhus

ISS Facility Services

About four months ago, in February, I went job haunting with Maketa and managed to find a cleaning job. Now, the semester is ending, we are getting ready to go home and soon work will also finish. Marketa had her last day today, but I still have 2 weeks and a half...I guess I am more hardcore. Even if I can't wait to stop waking up at 4 in the morning from Monday to Friday, I think I will miss it. Our supervisors, Susanne and Henrik are super nice and care about us a lot. They are always open to talking about issues that come up. Henrik enriched my knowledge about the Danish culture, he is very talkative and he comes almost every morning...he's just talking to me and following me...and I don't mind, though it was a bit strange in the beginning. This job made us heroes among my classmates and our friends, because they thought I would quit after 1 month...and to their surprise we kept going...a thing most of them admitted they would not do. Even the people working in that place got used to us, and ask us about school and stuff. I am definitely going to miss it. They promised me to get the job back when I come back in October, but I was thinking and talking yesterday to Marketa, and I think five months of this are enough…I feel a bit like moving on…I don’t know where…but I need something new again…something that would allow me to live on my own and bring me more professional satisfactions. I would not do this for my whole life, I don't know how Susanne and Henrik manage. The pay is good...but it's cleaning.

So...the ISS girls strike every morning in offices, toilets and kitchens :P

Kapsejladsen

Mihai went home, to Bucharest, yesterday...it made me think about me going home and what it would be the first thing I'd do. I miss home... I realised now that I miss it a lot and the thought of not being there during summer makes me miss it even more. I will not go to our Mangalia summer residence :((. I miss my friends so much and I don't want to imagine loosing contact with them because of my wild thoughts about discovering the world. I miss Ana, her super fashionable self, talking about boys and clothes. I miss her calmness and her pacifistic way of seeing every situation. I miss Irina. I miss her wicked little devil tail and innocent observations...I miss her being late and unpredictable...though I got my dose of that here with Marketa as well...but still it's not the same. I miss my family and the cosiness and safety net they provide me...I miss everything and everyone.

Yesterday it was the University Festival...which is actually a good reason to start drinking from 11 in the morning and be totally wasted by 17 and continue till Sunday evening, because Friday is a religious holiday and a free day, of course. This is actually a competition between the University's departments, where groups of students have to come up with different scenes, costumes and boats for the rover and anything else to make it spectacular. It was nice...all the students in Aarhus, or most of them, must have been there...and it wasn't really about the competition as it was about hanging out and again, drinking. The weather was super shitty, but better than the last days. The rain wasn't so hard, but the wind was strong. I am wearing my winter jacket and gloves in Aarhus in May. My department had a breakfast before the competition, so I went there straight from work and ended up getting home late in the evening. We stayed of course with our uber Spanish friends, who started telling me about how great my friends in Romania are and how much they enjoyed when we met :). I guess they pushed the button to the end by saying these things...I have so many mixed feelings...I don't want Aarhus to finish, but I want Bucharest here and now...ah...

Kiss the Cook

I never cooked before coming to Aarhus, anything...maybe fried eggs a few times and sandwiches and salads if those count as cooking. But, since I am here I somehow had to cook if I wanted to eat something warm and tasty (the food from the cantina doesn't have salt and spices, so I don't really like it). This is how I turned cooking and eating into a pleasure...and it's even visible...stains on my cloths and fat around my belly :D. I'm not the only one getting fat here, so I don't feel so bad, actually I'm one of the "not so bad" ones. Still we are lucky to have the Turkish Bazar close and eat lots of fresh vegetables and fruits.

I learned to cook sour soup. It was my first cooking and a major success, the girls loved it at least and of course I liked it.

Some of my cooking and other stuff I am eating in Aarhus:

1. Meetballs in cabbage (sarmale :)

2. Kaernemelk and cornflakes (fall semester's breakfast)

3. Pancakes (tones of pancakes with marmalade, nutella, cheese, yoghurt, fruits, sugar)

4. Fried vegetables with meat

5. Kasia's dinner (French fries, meat, crème and dill)

6. Rice with vegetables

7. Pasta with vegetables

8. Backed potatoes with chicken and lots of spices

9. Pasta with meat

10. Boiled red cabbage with tomato sauce (it was a bit too salty)

11. Mucenici

12. Beouf salad (for Easter with Laura and Cata)

13. Backed aubergine with vegetables (lots of them) and moulded cheese

14. Spanish Omelette (Spanish tortilla)

15. Pasta with champignons and liquid whipped cream (our special piskeflode) and cucumbers, garlic and piskeflode salad

16. Pasta with

       a) tuna, tomato sauce, paprika, olives and corn (Marketa's recipe)
       b) bacon, tomato sauce and sun flower seeds (Laura's recipe)

17.Baclava and Turkish sweets

18.Oat, sunflower seeds and raisins (spring semester's 4 am breakfast)

19. My favourite Danish cheese

20. Karry fish salad

21. Pesto with sesame dried bread

Last month

I sadly have to introduce May, my last month in Aarhus. It's not going to be my last month this year, as I will probably return in October, but it's going to be my last Erasmus month. Even though I am not an Erasmus student here, my whole year was spent with Erasmus people, people who will leave in June and never come back, except maybe to visit me. It's funny how, again, towards the end we are getting closer and closer. I love this type of ending, because it makes the friendship continue even after. We are making plans about where we can all meet next year in Europe and make a big trip together, about how the girls can come and visit me this summer in Madrid, about how we can all come to each others homes in our own countries and live for a while and even about how we will all attend each others weddings and make them international. I decided with Edita that I will plan her wedding and she will make my wedding dress as payment :). Though we are laughing and enjoying, there is a slight feeling of sadness in everything, because at the end of every event we think about the fact that it's the last one. I really hope the knots are tight enough and we will really maintain a long lasting friendship, even if it's going to be a thousands kilometres apart friendship.

This is such a bummer because things are getting settled. Marketa started dating Diego, our apartment looks like a house finally (we made it hugelig and we even found mirrors yesterday in the basement...and now someone else will enjoy it).

Kamilla was here this week and she is a proof that people are really related to this city and we will for sure meet each other here again. It was a good week with Spanish dinner at Lina's place.

Friday it was the 1st of May, Labour Day of course, a day that is work free in most of the countries, except of course for Denmark. On the 1st of May in Denmark you have to work at least half of the day or work the whole day but get paid as if you worked a day and a half. Those are the rules and since I am a member of the Danish working class I have to obey them. This is how I worked for the first time in my working life on the 1st of May and how I missed a great trip to Samso (a beautiful island in Denmark which I have on my list for next year now). At least we went to a good, yes good, Romanian party in the kolegiet on Friday night.

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).

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.

I *heart* Kobenhavn

To get rid of my demons I hit the train to Copenhagen, for another grand escape. The city of Copenhagen is absolutely gorgeous. I loved the vibe of a capital city, cars, people, noise and diversity. It's not Bucharest when it comes to traffic and crowd, but at least it's better than Aarhus. I totally enjoyed it and the weather was perfect. I could not stop smiling and enjoying. I left Aarhus on Friday, early morning by train and returned on Saturday evening by bus/ferry. We slept in a good hotel/hostel called Jorgensen in a 12 people room, with some French people, and a good breakfast for only 150 kr/night.

This is definitely a must see European capital. Still Stockholm is better :P.

The little mermaid (someone did a heart graffiti on the stone under the mermaid).

The National Museum (actually the best museum I have ever been in…it's perfect and full of cultural vibes, even if it's mainly Danish culture).

The Merman and his 7 sons (According to a Danish folk legend, Agnete was a young peasant girl who was walking by the shore as a merman emerged from the waves and offered her his hand. Agnete fell in love with him immediately and went to the bottom of the sea with him, where she gave birth to his seven sons. After eight years, however, as she was sitting by the crib of her youngest son, Agnete heard the sound of churchbells ringing from her old village, and she felt homesick. She got permission from the merman to go to church, on the one condition that she would come back to him after mass. But of course, once on land again, Agnete found that she missed the church and her family too much, and she wouldn't return. In Suste Bonnén’s sculpture, the merman and his seven sons are pleading for Agnete to return to them, stretching out their arms towards her).

Christiania (Freetown Christiania is a partially self-governing neighbourhood of about 850 residents in the borough of Christianshavn in the Danish capital Copenhagen. Christiania has established semi-legal status as an independent community, but has been a source of controversy since its creation in a squatted military area in 1971. Its open cannabis trade was tolerated by authorities until 2004. Since then, measures for normalising the legal status of the community have led to conflicts, and negotiations are ongoing.Among many Christiania residents, the community is known as staden ('the town'), short for fristaden ('the freetown').

Carlsberg factory/museum (I am not a big fun of beer, but I just found my favourite - Carl's Ale - it left a sweet honey taste in my mouth...mmm...delicious...and I found the Carl Jacobsen initially used the swastika as the symbol for Carlsberg in 1908 - this is a symbol of luck in the Viking culture and other cultures, as well as the Jewish star - which he considered the alchemy symbol for beer).

Crazy weather makes us weird

This day has to be written down and marked in my history. It was a strange day from the 1st second I woke up...at 04:13. First of all...after yesterday the sun rose at 6:00, this morning it did at 5:30...half an hour earlier in just one day. At that hour the weather was rather ok...not very cold...just usual spring early morning, but all of a sudden it starter snowing...and not just a few snow flakes...it was a fking blistering-windy snow...but only for 1 hour because the sun started shining bright  melting the snow. But no worries in another hour it started snowing again...in the same degree...and this is how the whole day went...with super snow and then super sun.

The second thing that really gave me a good laugh (ironic faith type of laugh) was more extreme. While I was eating my 10 o'clock lunch with Marketa somebody started knocking hard and ringing at the door. We had no idea who it was and we've been told about someone who comes randomly to invoice the radio/internet waves...and the bill is pretty high...so we decided not to answer :). He stopped, but after 10 minutes he was back...and we got really scared and of course didn't answer. Finally he stopped and came to Edita's window to make us signs to open the door...and we did...and it was the janitor. They had a problem with the sewage upstairs so he needed to know that we would be home when the plumbers will come to also check our kitchen sewage. Of course he was pissed at us, but we were scared :D. Anyway, before I tell the rest of the story I must say that this weekend we had general cleaning, which is once a semester and someone from the university comes to check if it's properly made...and it has to be otherwise they call in a cleaning company and charge us...so we spent all weekend cleaning to the extreme, everything. So...the plumbers came and started working in the apartment up stairs...they said everything is ok in our apartment, so we were relaxed. But after 10 minutes the kitchen was full of a black, smelly, sticky grease with water and hair and iiiiiiiiiiiii...horribleeeee.....the walls, the floor, the dishes, the furniture...everything. We couldn't do anything but laugh...it looked so bad and this was after one whole weekend of super cleaning...and tomorrow they are coming to check it...One of the plumbers agreed to help us clean. So he put on his gloves...rolled his sleeves and got on his knees to clean the floor while we were cleaning the furniture and the walls. He was a typical Danish guy: big and blond...Viking type...with a rose model tattoo on his forearm and a very strange sense of humour, as he was trying to make us feel better by telling us that we should be happy..."it could have been shit" :))...ha ha ha...funnnnyyyy…so we cleaned again…everything. I am only sorry for the t-shirt I was wearing which turned a bit violet from brown because of the acid in the dirty thing.

The day is not yet over, but I hope no other things worth remembering will happen :)

My religion

A lot of holidays happen in the spring, especially religious holidays. That is why in this period I feel more of a stranger than ever in the great country of Denmark. The most spread religion here is Protestantism. So, they are Christians following the catholic religious calendar...just like most of the Western countries.

Now, I am officially an Orthodox. This to them has no meaning, as most of them never heard this term in their life. So..this makes it so difficult for me to explain what Romania actually is historically and so difficult for them to understand the way Romanians might be by following cultural patterns such as language and religion. How could it be easy for a person who doesn't really learn in school anything about East Europe to understand that Romania in a Latin country with a Latin language, surrounded by Slavic countries and which has actually a Slavic religion but was not part of the USSR and actually has a long time history in the area? As my IPM teacher would say *This is not poooosible*

I am not a religious person, though I have been baptized as an Orthodox. This was actually not my decision to make...it's just following traditions. Traditions which from birth take a democratic right away from you..the right to choose and perform your religion. Anyway, this is a controversial topic, for me at least. Not only was I baptised and became part of something I don't really feel part of, but it was and still is mandatory to learn it in school. So, even if I am not a religious person, I still have this great frustration of not really being able to choose and properly celebrate. And now for me it is chaos. Easter is getting closer and everybody will celebrate it here on the 12th of April, and we will have a long holiday to enjoy Easter at that point. I don't mind some time off from school, is just that I feel somehow sorry that on the Orthodox Easter (19th of April) I will not have part of anything. I am again forced to celebrate something which doesn't really exist for me. I am free to do whatever right, but not really...I have to take that long holiday for the Catholic Easter and not work for 3 days in that period. If I could choose I could actually finish with school a week earlier and I would also earn money for those 3 days of work which I don't actually have to take off.

Oh yeah and today it's St. Patrick's day. It has absolutelly no emaning for me and I have no idea what it is (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick), but I will celebrate it as everybody does with green bier and a green outfit.

So me/How I spent my Friday 13 weekend

Friday 13

Well...we went to UniBar and than to Social Club. I am in my 23rd hour of being awake...uber drunk, but still able to write in English on my blog. It's 3:13 in the morning...I woke up at 4:00 in the morning yesterday, but I feel good...I'm eating raisins and drinking water and thinking about nothing :)

Ahh...and we met Edita on the bus when we were coming back home coz she went to another party and she had her hair cut :)

I hope I'm not gonna delete this when I wake up....nighty night to me :)

Saturday 14

Today I started speaking again with a special someone who I'm happy to have back in my life. After a day of shopping for food, yahoo chatting and sleeping we went to Lina's house for pancakes. The night didn't end so fast as we decided to all go to Ris Ras - our favourite cafe in Aarhus. I met some new internationals with who I think I am going to hang out more from now on. This semester I think it's more diverse for me...I know more people from a bigger variety of countries (Turkey, Greece, Italy, Czech, USA, Canada and of course Spain and Romania) and the Latvians are gone along with Mara.

Sunday 15

I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt that I received an e-mail that I didn't get accepted for my internship in Madrid because my profile didn't fit with what they were searching. I hope it's not going to be like that. I hate waiting for answers.

An already traditional walk on the beach and chocolate muffin with maple syrup in a coffee shop with Mathew.