So, exams finally passed … got a proud 9, and a shameful 7, somehow deserving it, on the other hand being quite disappointed about it (after a nice exam where you feel you said lots of things and you come out with that feeling that you are somehow proud of yourself ). I thought things were going to slow down a bit today …. BEEEP … wrong of course. Now, why would you ever think of getting away so easy ? I mean it’s not like you could get a few days of quiet could you ? After almost 5 hours of meeting today with Bonnier publications (yes, again), I came home with a good feeling, like doing stuff… spending a nice evening and all that. Oh noo… family problems (big ones) had to come up, and afterwards I had a fight with someone I care about just because I’m a jackass sometimes and I need to take it off on someone. I am still getting kicks in my ass from people back home cause I didn’t manage to meet everyone I had to / would have liked to. Its coming like one each 24 hours or so… just so I don’t forget ’bout it. Its very frustrating being here and knowing someone needs you back home, as in that moment you’d wish to get wings and fly … fly there… fly home. Sometimes I just don’t feel like talking … at all, to nobody.
On the newscast part of things, the Romanian state formed a comity to discuss the buying of the Bran castle (it was about time guys) and to discuss the 60 million euro price. I mean … we’re romanians we will never take a price as it is. We can and we will talk almost anyone out of a fixed price, not because we don’t have the money, it just makes us feel that we won something more than the product itself. Negotiation is a term which makes this process sound all too good.
Politically the prime minister and the president are fighting (nothing new there), over a letter the first guy sent to the second asking him to join a “business”, in which he would ease up the legal frame on some other “business-men”. Weather this is true or not, I don’t really know, but somehow I am giving more credit to mr.Basescu this time, although he is a laing bastard as well. He has a pervert look in his eyes I can’t stand. But as my mindfields is not a politically oriented blog (although maybe it should be as I could write more bullshit more often and someone would actually read this), I am going to leave that to the people back home to discuss. I am sure there are some other blogs you guys can read regarding these issues. Tomorrow it seems I’m going to DIA (the Danish Internet Awards), where (according to Martin) I will get quite pissed. I’m thinking weather to actually start spending some time away from the Internet for the following period of time (who am I kidding I will never do that). Another 30 minutes and I will already step into tomorrow… I’m not tired at all but have to get away from Weebo.

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