Politics, feelings, marketing exam, (no) food in the mensa and many more...

I know. That's all i can say. I thought there is nobody else reading my blog no more. And it would be perfectly legitimate from you not to want to read it anymore or not to even remember my address no more. What can I do? All the time i want to write, i become sooo lazy with no reason. Starting is hard, but once I get going, nobody can stop me:). I can tell you from now on that this post will be a looong one because too many things have gathered since I last wrote. I even got to write the subjects I wanted to share with you on a piece of paper. See how much I am thinking about sharing my experiences with you guys? But from thinking to typing...long shot...
Anyway, where were we? Oh, yes, to me voting. Since then, parties have won, a Prime minister was nominated by the President, chosen, after was announced he refused (a gesture that he has done once again some time ago -2004 was it?), another Prime Minister was chosen, a guy that represents me as much as my President does. And now I just found out the names from our new government. Unbelievable! I am totally ashamed and dissapointed with leaders of Romania nowadays. But then again...each country has the leaders its people deserve. So no complaints. Oh, yes complaints cause I voted, ok?

Now, let's talk about things that are in my closer environment. Like snow-rain today. Bad ugly weather. And all the mood around the campus is like everybody wants to go in vacation, go home, go out, just go. In less than 1 week i am going to my homy. I so thought i won't miss it. and here I am, missing Bucharest, missing dad, missing Apu, missing Woody. Woodelutzuuuu.....he definitely deserves a walk out. This in case he remembers me...
Of course I miss a lot my family in Israel but them I will see in february! Yeeey!
And also I miss friends. I think it is already the 10th time I am telling you about what nice people I am meeting here day by day, how happy i am to spend a lot of time with some really cool guys and girls, but i still miss the old gang back home. I read on Rina's blog that she also misses home and parties and friends, so I feel better:)

Had yesterday the first big exam. In marketing. I was pretty dissapointed about it after, I feel I've done pretty bad, or at least not enough. The question that still remains in my head is why the hell is there the need to make the exam as stressfull as possible? We had 14 subjects in 1 hour and 30 minutes. Definitely not enough time. And why? You were supposed to write whatever comes to your mind first first first. Not even reflect for a second, cause ups, time's up! I don't understand! Does this show more about our knowledge? About how we react in times of stress? About how we prioritise which subjects we cover and which not? anyhow...after the exam, stressed and mad, we went to eat...guess what? Dinner is from 7-8 pm. We got to 7:30..."we are sorry, there's no more food left" (you imagine that this is my nice translation of a shoulder movement from down to up and then again down and a head dropping to the left - of the lady in the kitchen). No chicken, no jam, no chocolate, no...i felt my pressure going up. (PS: me going now to dinner not to miss this one too. I shall be back, no worries!:)
Ok, me back. so were was I? Oh, yes, at the part with no food. So we left for the city to eat something. Vienna is something extraordinary from this point. The coffee places (Starbucks is a good example) is closed after 8 pm! And everything else! Even now, some days before Christmas, in the middle of the week, in the evenings, you find all the shops closed and too few people on the streets. Unbelievable!
But, as I found out last week, in the weekends, during the day, things change dramatically! On the main shopping street, you can barely walk! In the shops, there's no place to move! This shopping day was a very educational one. I learned a lot of things. Like the fact that you can loose the person you went shopping with in the first big store you enter and then shop all by yourself all day long. Or the fact that ALL and ONLY Romanians and Hungarians do shopping in Vienna. Everywhere, but really everywhere, I heard only Romanian and Hungarian. I felt like in Transilvania:) And I learned that the sellers in Muller are among the rude and unpolite sellers I've seen. So very educational...:)

I found a very nice quote somewhere. And this while I was thinking I don't have a motto in my life. And I should start looking for one. This is not my motto, but just something that made me smile and reflect: "Listen! Today is the first day of the rest of your life! But relax, so is tomorrow!" :) Does it tell you anything? What do you take from this? I am curious on your oppinions.

Remember I told you I've been to a Klezmatics klezmer performance a while ago? Still didn't get to give details about that, but they sang a song that I loved. That has a very deep meaning. I knew I heard it before and searched it over the Internet. Klezmatics made only a cover, but the way they sang it is really nice. And they've added some Iddish lyrics, something that makes it even nicer. I will try to upload here a video, last time it didn't work, let's see now. And below you have the lyrics..."I ain't afraid..." Very powerful lyrics (here you can listen to the original version and also read the lyrics) and very modern nowadays. "I ain't afraid of your Allah, I ain't afraid of your Jesus...I'm afraid of what you do in the name of your God"...

I have much more to write (from my list i ticked only some, but i want to post this not to loose it)...soon (very soon) another shall come...
Listening to "I ain't afraid", I leave you...
Good night

news, bla bla and other stuff...

...all of them are on my mind now. And none of them is International Marketing, the course of which I am supposed to make a summarize. But I just can't read anything...too many things are happening, too many things that should happen are NOT happening, my mood is up and down and then again up...

I wanted to tell you I voted! YEAP! Am I a great citizen of Romania or what? One day before my exam (oh, and the exam on Dec 1st, Romanian National Day), I dressed warm (it's starting to smell and feel like winter here), and went with 2 trams to the Romanian Cultural Center. Beside my adventures on the way (surprisingly enough, even the perfect-timed Vienese public transportation has its moments of break...but don't understand how come I was caught in between...), I got there and used my constitutional right and voted. Why did I bother? Beside the fact that Silvian nagged me to vote for Mr. Vainer, the representative of the Jewish Community of Romania for the Parliament, I voted because I want to complain. I want to be able to complain. And if you don't vote, you don't have the right to complain. And i sure know there will be a lot to complain about:) In the same time, I met with some friends of mine from Romania that brought me some more things that I needed from home. Thanks guys and thanks Erwin! Oh, and also on the way there I passed in front of the Rathaus (the Municipality) and saw a wonderful Christkindelmarkt (gotcha! you don't know what that is! hehe...i didn't till 2 weeks ago but not even till now I couldn't manage to get there)...It's a Christmas market with a lot of Glukwine (for sure i mis spelled it) and other yummy things and a lot of small nothings that you can buy.) I do want to go there one evening but always i am so tired to do it. note to self: Dana, please get yourself together! :)

Then, yesterday i wanted to dress myself in the colors of the Romanian flag. Of course here I feel much more patriot than back home. Being the only Romanian in the whole dorm doesn't help too much to express this patriotism. After trying some outfits that included red, yellow and blue, decided that people will not appreciate my purpose and will just see the clowny outfit and judge me for that...eh, superficials!:) But I made sure to announce all my classmates about the event, my teachers, and especially the teacher that gave us an exam on that date. And i mentioned that he should be greatful that I'm having this exam instead of celebrating at home...riiiight:) (the exam, at "Scientific methods and tools of research" went good. Got an 1:) here it means the best grade:P)
How was Dec 1st back home? Anybody wants to tell me?

Today I had the first shift in the library. I told you about the points one must collect doing different chores in the campus. So I had time to read the book for school. The fact that I didn't is something else. But at least I got a GREAT massage for my achy (no, not heart:) ) back. It was worthed!:)

Going back to the votes, we witnessed an unbelievable result: the representative of the Jewish Community received 22.400 votes. Taking into consideration that the number of members of the Jewish Communities all over the country is of only 6000(!!!) nobody can explain where does the HUUUGE difference come from. I still don't know how come, but for sure it shows that the Jewish Community is a strong one in Romania and this can't but make me very proud, knowing that I was an active part of it and I (still) am a small part. And I am really curious to see how many votes did Mr. Vainer get from Vienna...:) One is sure mine and another is Miriam's:)
Besides all these...what can I tell you? A great weekend...going to a very nice Shabat evening organised by Eytan at his house, meeting nice people, walking back (yes, on foot!!) 1 hour and 15 min by the Donau, laughing a lot, playing ping pong at 3 am (!?!):)) and waking up with a great mood at 12:00 at noon...
Oh, and I found out that it might be that next March I will be dancing at a Jewish Ball in the Rathaus! That is beyond any expectation! I'm soooo excited...yea, yea yea...
And with this excitement in mind, another thing poped out: me needing to go back to my Intl. Marketing...see yaaaa!

are mama (inca) o fata licentiata...

...de data asta in informatica (spune asta ceva despre mine? in afara de faptul ca nu stiu cum am trecut prin facultate si ce mai stiu din ea (like...nothing), nu!). Deci, am si patalamaua la mana. De un an jumate statea si ma astepta saracuta. Acum ne-am regasit si reintregit. Dar regasirea nu a fost foarte usoara si nici plictisitoare, noroc ca a fost frumos afara. La ce ma refer?
Sun la facultatea mea si mi se spune ca pentru ridicarea diplomei trebuie sa merg la Fac de Drept (chiar dc eu am terminat Matematica) doar cu buletinul. Fug de la JCC (ca domnii au un program cu publicul foarte public-friendly: 12-14 in fiecare zi) cu masinuta din dotare in stilul "cand pisica (a se citi tata) nu-i acasa, soarecele (a se citi subsemnata) ia masina". Din lene bineinteles de a merge cu troleul. Si imi facusem eu planul unde parchez, totul...well..planul asta nu s-a prea potrivit pentru ca pe o distanta de vreo 1km in orice directie ciu ciu loc.m-am cam invartit, am fost claxonata, am intors pe unde am putut si tot nu gaseam loc. am zis, hai sa incerc direct in curtea facultatii de drept. acolo e o bariera si un nene. imi fac deja discursul cu "am doar 5 minute treaba aici, m-au chemat de urgenta, yada yada", ma instalez la bariera, nenea se uita la mine si ce sa vezi? bariera se ridica. eu "?!?!" aproape ca imi venea sa ii zic "nu vrei nene sa ma intrebi nimic?":) da intru plina de incredere si parchez, unde altundeva decat...exact la gura scarilor de la Drept! E?E? cine e "SMECHERA"? Asta inseamna sa ai tupeu. Ma uit stanga dreapta, nu alearga dupa mine nici o femeie de servici cu matura sau vreun jandarm cu "bulan", deci sunt incantata.
Ajung la biroul cu pricina, stau la coada (pentru ca nus e poate secretariat de facultate fara coada), si mi se pune in brate o foaie pe care trebuie sa iau semnaturi de la serviciul social (in caminul universitatii, da care e treaba mea? nu am stat niciodata la camin) si de la contabilitate. Noroc ca semnatura de la biblioteca facultatii mele o luasem, se pare, inainte de examen. A, si mi se spune ca pozele pe care le au ei la dosar nu sunt bune, ca sunt pe plastic in loc de hartie fotografica. Asa ca cele 5 min pe care le credeam eu (in inocenta mea) ca o sa dureze ridicarea diplomei, pareau ca se inmultesc. Ma duc la contabilitate pentru ca era cea mai apropiata de unde eram. Acolo: "mergeti intai la serviciul social". Zambesc pe sub mustata (doar trebuia sa ma astept, nu?) si merg la social. acolo nici nu se uita pe nici un fel de baza sa vada daca am datorii sau nu, imi semneaza si stampileaza. la fel si la contabilitate. Asa ca la ce mai folosesc, nu stiu. Mi-a luat apoi ceva sa gasesc un loc unde fac poze repede si neaparat pe hartie. ma intorc la ghiseu, mai stau o data la coada, mai completez 2 formulare, dintre care unul cu unde lucrez si cat castig (WTF?) dar, dar...la urma urmelor...am DIPLOMA in maini! Ceea ce imi place e ca situatia scolara e si in romana si in engleza semn ca evoluam si ca se gandesc oamenii ca poate te intereseaza sa o folosesti in afara. pe langa asta...nimic, sunt mai draguta in poza din diploma de Bac decat in asta de acum, ma mandresc mai mult cu aia decat cu asta si nici nu cred ca voi lucra vreodata in domeniul in care am terminat. but...never say never.
Oricum, i faced again the bureaucracy and G-d i missed it (NOT!).
that's all for today, folks...

"paaaaii...se vede!"...

...spuse ea plina de certitudine.
Despre ce este vorba? Discutia urmatoare este reala, cu personaje, locuri si fapte reale.

Gara Brasov. Ghiseul de vanzari bilete autobuz.
Eu: " Ce autobuz ajunge la Spitalul Judetean?"
Tanti: "xy"
Cumpar bilete dar Dan imi pune o intrebare foarte pertinenta. Asa ca ma intorc si intreb la randul meu: "Si cum ne dam seama ca am ajuns la Spitalul Judetean?"
Tanti: "Pai....se vede !?!?"
Eu: "CE se vede?"
Tanti: "Spitalul!!"
Eu (deja simtind cum mi se ridica tensiunea) "Si de unde stiu ca ala e spitalul??" (intrebare pertinenta, Parerea Mea)
Tanti: "Paaaaaiii...se vede!!"
Eu (am rezolvat-o cu tensiunea, deja am un glas tare calm) "CE se vede??"
Tanti: "O cladire" (cu un ton de DUH!!! ce fel de intrebare imi pune si asta!)
Eu: "pai si cum e cladirea asta?"
Tanti: "E Spitalul, normal!"
Eu(rasul incepe sa ma pufneasca): "Am inteles. Multumesc doamna, mi-ati fost de mare ajutor"

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