I am grateful

I am grateful for the life I have got.

I am grateful for the wonderful family I had the chance to be born in.

I am grateful for the friends I’ve got. Friends that were there when I was down, and knew how to show me it’s still going on..

I am grateful for the trip to Helsinki I was offered, and I am grateful for the opportunity to have seen you.

I am grateful for all the snowy days.

I’m grateful for the country I was born in. A country in between the western and the eastern world. A country that will someday be the bridge between this worlds.

I’m grateful for the amazing teachers I had the opportunity to meet. Teachers who knew, besides formulas and stuff, how to make a MAN out of me, or at least point me the importance of being a MAN on this world.

I’m grateful that my life is wonderful even if there are some that want me to think otherwise. A frightened and panicked man is way more easier to manipulate.

I’m grateful that there are people that bravely fight them.

Anything you might say, I would anyway be grateful for the life I got.

Determinarea constantei lui Planck.

Eu nu am avut datele pe care ni le-a furnizat super-programul din laborator, aşa că eu le-am mai calculat o dată folosind alte programe. Evident mi-o dat alt rezultat . Aşa că am mai folosit şi alt program, care mi-o dat acelaşi rezultat şi nu mai ştiu pe cine să cred.

Aici este ceea ce am făcut eu. Chiar dacă avem rezultate puţin diferite, graficul nu diferă prea mult aşa că îl puteţi folosi..

Ştiţi unde mă găsiţi pentru eventuale întrebări.

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Deci în urma datelor pe care le-am primit, ar trebui să avem ceva de tipul.

Zgusceoncă.

Cuvîntul îşi are locul de cinste în inimile fiecărui student basarabean. Oriunde nu s-ar afla, şi oricît de bine nu i-ar fi, îi spune că tot mai are pînă la perfecţiune.
- Di şi?

- Pentru că nu este zgusceoncă…

Cuvîntul îi aduce aminte de copilărie şi de casă, de Preşedinţie şi Parlament în flăcări, de troleibuzul 25, de baba Zina pe care o vedea în fiecare dimineaţă…

Zgusceonca nu-i vreun totem sau suvenir. Nu e nici relicvă creştinească. Şi nici magie nu deţine. E simplu – zgusceoncă. Cutie cilindrică x^2+y^2=R^2 în spaţiu, albăstrie de obicei, pe care o găseşti (cît de straniu n-ar fi?!) acasă! La nr.1, sau Fidesco, sau Green Hills sau chiar şi magazinul alimentar ”Aliona”, stă acolo pe raft, şi te aşteaptă… Te aşteaptă s-o iai, s-o aduci acasă, s-o priveşti ca pe-o minune. Să iai cuţitul şi s-o deschizi delicat. Pînă se vede conţinutul de un galben lăpticios. Aici nu se mai aşteaptă să faci ce scrie la recomandări – ”Se adaugă după gust în apă fiartă, ceai, cacao sau cafea.” Nu, asta ar fi o profanare totală. Vă spun eu, că nu găsiţi niciunde. Ai nevoie o lingură mare (dar totuşi să încapă în cutie) şi se ia din conţinutul cutiei cu ajutorul ei. Acţiunea se repetă pînă nu constatăm fenomenul de epuizare totală (repet totală!) şi ajungem să lingem cutia cu degetele… Şi acum nu-ţi mai rămîne decît să mai faci acelaşi drum pînă la nr.1, Green Hills, Fidesco… (asta dacă poţi evident. la o distanţă de vreo 150 km nu-ţi prea arde…)

Şi ca să îndepărtăm toate suspiciunile şi să punem toate punctele pe i, iat-O:

P.S. Acasă în loc de МОЛОКО avem ZGUSCEONCĂ.

Snowflake…

I remember it vividly. A cloudy Tuesday.

We took the bikes and set off. You were charming, and so brave fighting the cold. Though it was freezing, the wind blowing through my hair gave me a feeling of freedom I’ve never experienced. It was just like I was part of the wind, I was so light…

Out of nowhere, they came. Floating, and floating up until reaching their final destination – my cheek. There were so many, I could not see anything. White, white, white… I was meeting them, with joy and excitement. My soul opened to their melting on my face. They washed everything. All that I remembered, but didn’t want to, all that I wished had never happened.

I felt so pure.

Snowflakes must be the angel’s feathers.

Let the Winter come

Though I don’t have any warm coats or shoes, I want winter to come. Winter with lots of snow. Winter that will bury all my thoughts under 0.5m layers of snow. Winter with snowflakes melting on my face while we ride the bicycles.  Winter so white, that would reflect your purity.

May this winter-theme of my blog become a reality soon..

An Angel

Warm by the spring’s days’ heat,

An angel was his fate to meet.

She was so beautiful and pure,

To loving her he had no cure.

What could he possibly had done

To have this grace and hold her in his arms?

Introspection

What do you do when you realize you are an awful person?

Actually a little before that, you fool yourself. Yep, you lie to yourself. It’s not you who’s wrong, it is not your fault, and you try to find all kind of excuses which will put you in a good light. It’s ok that you lied, anyway you already bought your tickets, it was not your fault it’s your sister who’s just so unsupportable… Yeah, the whole world seems to be guilty for all of your problems…

So you need courage. To admit that you’re fooling yourself and this has got to end. And this brings us back to where we began. What do you do when you realize you are an awful person? Hmm, the mind kind of freezes out, huh? Not quite a usual question for our egotical minds…

Well you’ve got two choices. The easy one is to go on lying to yourself foolishly saying that all this is crap. Or you could choose to be even more brave and decide to do something about it. Decide to become a better person, a better brother, a better man.

One would ironically say “well done, you’ve got the solution, but how on earth are you gonna do it?”.  I’ll dissapoint you here – I don’t have any answer to this…

I just got my faith…

Suomi

Finland is a  Nordic Country, with a population of about 5.3 million and a surface of  about 338.400 km square. As a quick comparison Moldova has got about 4 million people and a surface of 37.700 km square, and this difference in density of population is being very well seen.  The Capital Area (Helsinki, Espoo, Vantaa) is very spacious, even in the most crowded places. One who knows, would say for sure that it is not the case for Chisinau.

Finland is very clean and tidy. Amazingly  and unbelievably clean in the eyes of somebody who is acquainted to Moldova or Romania.

Finland is very green (of course in spring and summer time), almost 68% of it’s surface is covered by forests. That’s why in the suburbs area of Helsinki (but not only) one can see these districts with houses surrounded by trees.

All taxis in Helsinki are expensive cars like some really new Mercedes or BMW cars. The price is very expensive accordingly .

There are a lot  of bikes in Helsinki. People use them a lot there.

Helsinki parks don’t quite have benches. People usually stay in the parks in the summer and use blankets for sunbathing, otherwise it is quite cold and they prefer to quickly walk through it.

Butter is being sold in Finland as packs of 500 g.

One can hear Finnish, Swedish, English and Russian on the streets of Helsinki.

Finland is a great country.

Fresh start

These days a new period of my life started. I am a fresh student at TUIasi(Technical University). It is both an exciting and exhausting period. I thought of celebrating this start with a new fresh look to my blog. Hope you like it.

P.S. Hopefully we’ll meet soon, but I don’t promise anything .

Posting by mail

Trying out wordpress’s new way of writing a post.