drinking with derek...

yeah, i am drinking with my seconnd-year, derek. we have finished a bottle of russian vodka stolichnayas.

then we went to bc liquor store and we bought two more bottles of polish luksusowa. ever drunk that?

then my mother called me.

we listened to pink floyd and bjork and discussed ambitious issues as i would never be able to discuss with a canadian.

i don't really feel part of this society, but i will still try to fit somewhere in.

bjork. dancer in the dark.

oh my god!

i miss the challenge of the mind. everything here is so linear, so common, so canadian, so northamerican. i miss the challenge of the mind.

vancouver - manchester; manchester - vancouver

despite the time zone differences finally i had a longer chat with bakkerud. you know, just like one of these chats we had during interrail or during violating certain policies here and there. one of these small talks about everything and nothing at all. i just think it gives a pretty good overview of how do we, the uwciers, percieve the world after leaving the bubble. oh, and if you wondered about the plagiarism thing, i have bought the copy rights from bakkerud for a pint of beer. i shall pay immediately next time we meet.

andreas says:
hey
grzesiek says:
bakkerud! what is up in the land of queen elisabeth II?
andreas says:
yo! it's really cool here. watched man utd - fc copenhagen last night! fucking awsome!
grzesiek says:
but you lost, eh?
andreas says:
yeah, but the atmosphere with 72000 people was too good to spoil that!
how are you doing up there?
grzesiek says:
i am all right. hanging out mostly with internationals. you get some impression of a border between you and the north americans.
andreas says:
yeah, same actually... almost only international friends. don't know what's going on witht the brits.
grzesiek says:
haha, we've got to meet up
andreas says:
yeah, do you think you can drop by here when you go home for christmas?
grzesiek says:
i am not going home for xmas. i am staying here with other uwciers. mostly because it is not even 3 weeks, and it would be physically tiring to change time zones twice within this short period of time.
andreas says:
ah, ok. they advertise with manchester - toronto for 148 pound. really thought about going to vancouver. got a really good friend from netherlands/israel, who wants to go to toronto, so might go wit him.
[...]
grzesiek says:
and the buddha in bc is so so popular. they are as chilled about it here as the dutch in amsterdam.
andreas says:
haha! wicked. so easier and cheaper than alcohol?
grzesiek says:
comparing to norway - yes! but about the alcohol thing. the stores are still state-owned monopolies... and you have to have two picture IDs with you to prove you are 19. i am not even asking how is it in the uk... :-)
andreas says:
haha. nah, it is not cheap here. i haven't really been out clubbing or drinking yet. mainly hanging out with friends - cinema, football and so on. actually started getting used to big city life. you have to be much more independent and responsible on your own life. but also gives you so many oppurtunities.
grzesiek says:
precisely.
andreas says:
and you are not limited to the bathroom any more...
grzesiek says:
haha! but i kind of liked the bathroom. it was warm.
[...]
grzesiek says:
but i was actually thinking of dropping by manchaster on my way home in april.
andreas says:
yeah, that would be cool.
grzesiek says:
once i get to london is it cheaper to fly or to go by train down to manchaster?
andreas says:
train definately. can get it for 10 pound and takes 2 hours.
grzesiek says:
awesome.
andreas says:
or maybe bus, takes longer, but only cost 2-3 pound if you book before. maybe you could fly from here to poland. think jet2 has really low price to krakow.
grzesiek says:
maybe, but i would rather go on my way back.
andreas says:
yeah, ok.
[...]
andreas says:
i'm going to flekke tomorrow.
grzesiek says:
what!!?? i hate you for being back in europe!
ąndreas says:
no kidding. flying after lectures, going to copenhagen on monday and cambridge to visit claudia on wednesday.
[...]
grzesiek says:
give a huge hug from me to claudia, though
andreas says:
i will. it's gonna be fun to see cambridge as well. hope to go follow a lecture. imagine that ali g studied there.
grzesiek says:
yah! for real.
[...]
grzesiek says:
are you studying like hell, though? i hope you still have time to chill?
andreas says:
i've studied less than 10 hours since i came. i cant describe how chilled my course is.
grzesiek says:
cause i was out clubbing only twice, and i thought i would be out every fucking day. but, i mean it's not the studying that keeps me here, on campus. there are just more interesting things to do than clubbing...
andreas says:
ok, that is still more clubbing than i've had. i'm going quite much to the gym and pool and cooking with friends, exploring the city...
grzesiek says:
awesome. i am getting so fat here on their foods. though i haven't eaten a hamburger since i came.
andreas says:
haha. where the flekke trot spirit?
grzesiek says:
the only thing i do is playing football. no one care and knows how to play this game here, so i play mostly with internationals (again).
andreas says:
that's cool. i started football as well. i play in manchester city's academy.
grzesiek says:
fuck off. (no offence, please)
[...]
andreas says:
there is another uwc student at my exact course! she's from adriatic, milda's co-year. she got fucking 44 points in the ib.
grzesiek says:
and went to manchester!? hahaha!
andreas says:
yeah, fuck off. hahaha! there are so many oxbridge applicants here.
grzesiek says:
i have laszlo's coyear here who scored a lot too.
[...]
grzesiek says:
but how weird is that: we are stuck to the uwciers for the rest of our lives...
andreas says:
from nordic or uwc'ers in general?
grzesiek says:
both, i think. here there is so many of them. like at least 50. apparently, in north amercia only mcalester beats us.
andreas says:
wow. but it is really true. we are stuck with the uwc thing...
grzesiek says:
some completely cut off from it here, though and others just don't go beyond these people, you know.
andreas says:
when i found out that the girl on my course was from adriatic, it suddely felt like i had known her for years. she had heard about matute, for instance. and you? do you stick with uwc?
grzesiek says:
oh, i have friends in and out of the circle. but: if you wanna have a good conversation, you just have to come back to the source.
andreas says:
yeap. uwc makes the world so so small.
grzesiek says:
yeap.
andreas says:
yeap. it's really weird though, as i said, i almost only hang out with int students here, where most of them took the ib. the british seem so boring and plain. quite immature sometimes.
grzesiek says:
exactly. same here. and most of the canadians or americans go to the uni when they are 17!! and i am approaching 20... so if you sum up the age difference with so called "cultural differences" you get quite a gap between me and them...
andreas says:
yeah, same here. brits are a year younger. i think we have more in common with other internationals.
grzesiek says:
bingo. sometimes i think that our nationality is internationality now.
andreas says:
haha, but that is true. i have to get used to be an immigrant myself. i keep going around referring to arabs as immigrants. and friends here always correct me.
grzesiek says:
for du er fucking perkere!
andreas says:
haha. good times, ah?
grzesiek says:
good times.
[...]
andreas says:
another thing. uni of manchester has exchange programme with uni of toronto. so... might be 6 months in canada after the summer.
grzesiek says:
cool. i cant tell you anything about toronto, though.
andreas says:
they also have to melbourne, australia. so i will see.
grzesiek says:
well sfu has exchange programs all over the place, including lots of unis in uk. you could even go to fiji if you were desperate enough.
andreas says:
haha.
grzesiek says:
i am quite serious with fiji.
andreas says:
that you would go there??
grzesiek says:
no! i just thought there was no universities on fiji. you see, even though i am this open-minded and graduated from uwc my vision of the world is still pretty stereotypical and perhaps distorted.
andreas says:
yeah. would probably be a weed uni.
[...]
andreas says:
i'll pack a bit now and then go to bed (1 am here). but ill check out possibility for canada in easter, and inform about my plans that month....
grzesiek says:
right. trot and skål for me. hope there is no rain and fiskekakke.

me gusta...

¡saludos a todos!

este semestre tomo psicología, filosofía, comunicaciónes y también español. mi amigo de venezuela, jesús, llama mi español: "casi perfecto". sí, es verdad. mi abición es muy grande. deseo viajar por países de américa latina, por eso necesito hablar el español. ¿hablan inglés o polacco en esos países? ¡no!

en mi clase nosotros estudiamos vocabulario nuevo y estructuras grámaticas cada día. mi profesora es de méxico y es muy simpática. pregunta todo el tiempo: ¿algunas dudas? o ¿recuerdan ustedes? o ¿por qué no entienden? me gustan mis clases y este idioma mucho. ¡en serio!

nos vemos a proxima posta...

swedish dinner

ha, as a pure norwegian and a friend of henrik i was kindly invited to swedish dinner the other weekend. it kicked ass! we ate lots swedish food and skåled twice as much. the fun we had was a function of both. just check out the pictures!

eating part... posh? nah. swedish...

skåling in the swedish ponder. doesn't the guy in the middle look like erik from åland?

tell me, where else could this guy be from? nothing but sweden!

i have found yet another eastern european on campus! here is the slovak girl called just like my grandmother - łucja.

getting frenzy. about 4:30am.

"pokój i ręce przenikają się nawzajem"

poland: 2, portugal: 1

it was only two days ago when i read in the polish news that portuguese striker nuño gomes, literally laughed out polish national team. i thought: probably he is right, we rather suck. i haven't seen the recent games under beenhaker, but losing home to finland 1-3 and hardly winning over kazakhstan says that we are not exactly on the peak of our abilities.

today, however the things turned. nuño gomes scored his goal in 92nd minute of the game, but it was too late for portugal loosing 2-1 at the venue in chorzów. two goals by always magnificent euzebiusz smolarek dealt with the whole game.

my mother called me at 11:00am here to announce we were winning 2-0 after the first half. that has definetely set me day. definetely. in these situations i really become patriotic somewhat. weird. anyhow:

"polska, biało-czerwoni, polskaaaa biało-czerwoni..."

oh, and one more thing. who was this guy wearing a jearsey with number 17. cristiano ronaldo? who is that?

jesienne haiku zza oceanu

żół-kną im klo-ny
na drze-wach i fla-gach
nad-cho-dzi je-sień

the van gogh story

one more thing that is noteworthy these days.

on the "poster days" at sfu, around two weeks ago, i bought this massive poster of van gogh's cafe terrace at night.

if you don't exactly recall it, there is a picture of it on your right-hand side. by the way, did you know that this picture will be projected in your brain's left hemisphere?

generally people looked at me as though i was a weirdo - i bought posters of paintings by van gogh, picasso and dali. well, reffering to these people i did not buy any 'cool' posters.

but back to the story. couple of days after i had bought that poster and stuck it up my concrete wall, i got a postcard from maria lisiakova who is a twin of mine. guess what was on it? yes, van gogh's cafe terrace at night. no kidding.

it said: "sending you a bit of classic, a bit of europe". funny? perhaps. coincidence? nah, definetely, not. it is either genetics, as my mum infered laughing her ass off or, as i assume, the longing to the real cafe terrace at night in a small european town...

the room b2053 - a month later

having pondered a little bit about my current situation i start regarding the cave of the room number b2053 as 'home'. those who have gone thru' uwc experience probably understand why do i put home in the quotation marks. but that is a different matter. here, i mean that after classes or after run i go back there automatically and i feel comfortable and relatively happy in there. see, i even managed to do something to the concrete wall...

i mean it. notice i have tones of pictures on right beside my head, couple of posters (including original poster of flekke trot and infinite dreams). i also hanged the polish scarf and emptied several bottles... so it goes (paraphrasing the pacifist).

the rest stays pretty much the same, except the mess increased. anyhow, i am probably the cleanest person on the residence. only my mother would not agree with this statement. however she has no point of relation except her own pedancy... she should have seen moonga or nueng back in nh103. that was mess! i still smile to these good old times. they say that when one starts recalling "the good old times" one seriously starts getting old. terrible, indeed.

wszystkiego najlepszego mamusiu kochana!

mamo piszę do ciebie wiersz…

ale tak naprawdę to trochę tak jakbyś ten wiersz pisała sama do siebie. no bo któż inny nauczył mnie czytać i pisać i poezjować? któż inny nauczył mnie odbierać świat i ludzi z tak wielką dozą ciepła i wrażliwości? któż mamo jak nie ty?

bez ciebie, mamo kochana, nie byłoby mnie – dosłownie i w przenośni – takiego jaki teraz jestem. każde twoje urodziny to nie tylko szansa żeby życzyć ci dwustu i trzystu lat, ale przede wszystkim, żeby wyrazić dwa najważniejsze słowa: dziękuję i kocham. nie, powinno być: DZIĘKUJĘ i KOCHAM.

pisząc te słowa u mnie w burnaby cały czas mamy trzeciego października, ale ja wiem, że kraina nad wisłą zaczęła już obchodzić twoje urodziny… niech ci się wyśnią same dobre rzeczy dzisiejszej nocy. tymczasem ja ślę ci tony pozytywnej energii i zmykam do nauki, jutro mam egzamin semestralny z filozofii!

a, i po południu zaglądnij do skrzynki na listy, powinnaś znaleźć tam małą niespodziankę z kanadyjskim stemplem.

jeszcze raz wszystkiego najlepszego i do usłyszenia –

g.

solidarity conference with cuba, venezuela and bolivia

on 30th september i went to see what is chavez, castro and morales all about. me and two friends of mine - jesús, the venezuelan and fraser, the canadian - went to this "solidarity conference with venezuela, cuba and bolivia". it was series of workshops and speeches on those three countries whose leaders, as we all know, oppose the idea of american capitalism and imperialism. in fact, it was a communistic gathering. so people wore buttons saying: "bush is a terrorist", "us/uk out of afghanistan", "che guevara: hasta victoria siempre" etc. etc. very red around, you know what i mean, right?

please, don't get scared and note: i went there with my liberal-central-but-slightly-left political opinions and so i stepped out of the conference. though, i must admit, it was captivating. the speakers, their ideas, even the examples. it was captivating and more than interesting to hear something good about cuba, for instance. because we only know the american perspective on cuba we acquire only american pint of views.

jesús is a communist-idealist, who fully believe in the beautiful set of ideas set by marx and tested by lenin. hmm... he was one of the reasons why did i break my principles and started discussing politics again (can you believe i had such principle?!) seeing his enthusiasm about a system which ruined my country.

i also observed some sort of weird tendency of latin and eastern european societies of shifting from one to another extreme. right now poland is having a nationalistic and conservative government which build their ideas around anti-communistic slogans. and society believes, just because they asociate communists with evils. in latin america, especially venezuela (chávez) and bolivia (morales) it is exactly the opposite. the suppression many the countries in that region suffered throughout 20th century was mainly due to conservative, right-wing regimes. what is happening in the mind of the crowd?

"the system Z didn't work and suppressed us"
"oh, that candidate seems to oppose it"
"ok, let's try that one"

they forget that between the far right and far left there's also the middle, center, a straight-way, damn it! why do people have to turn either left or right, why can't they just go straight on?

on one of the tok lectures back in red cross nordic, aseem (philosophy teacher from india) spoke of both extremes of political axis - capitalism and communism - as follows:

in capitalism it is a man who abuses another man
in communism it is just other way around

bitter? yes. but to me true.

also what interested me very much is wheather in cuba would it be possible to organize a conference in support of brave american soldiers fighting for freedom of the iraqi people. jesús immediately responded along the lines: "but who would like to support war and terror and that it would be not moral etc. etc." perhaps. yet that so much depends on your point of view and where your ass is. let us leave the morality aside and ask ourselves: is it possible to organize communistic gathering in a capitalistic democracy? yes. has it ever been possible to organize a capitalisitic or democratic demonstration in, say, eastern european or african socialst or rather pseudo-socialist state? budapest 1956, prague 1968, gdańsk 1980... few examples of the communists shooting at the crowd.

now, please don't get me wrong. i am not trying to defend capitalism, because i feel terribly disgusted towards it and generally i don't feel well in such egocentric oriented society. a society that is chasing its tail in an artificial money pursuit and running over every other society that stands in front of them. no, i am definetely not defending capitalism. indeed, i am against any sort of extreme.

socialistic ideas of brotherhood and equality really captivate me. i have lived couple of times in such small societies where a pure state of communism was possible for a short period of time and it was beautiful. however, i am really afraid of something that happened in russia after the bolshevik revolution and what happened in eastern europe after the wwII and in china in 1949, and in north korea and across africa: turning those beautiful ideas into a bloody one-party dictatorship. jesús would reply "but itany of the mentioned were a pure socialist state" right, but they were meant to be, weren't they? and then what happened? there was a cunning individual emerging from chaos and taking over the power and its benefits stumping over the beutiful ideas. every time. and here comes paulo coehlo and a quote from the alchemist:

Everything that happens only once might never occur again; but things that has happened twice are bound to occur the third time.

this is why i am so skeptic about the communist-enthusiasts.

even though, damn it, i have to hand it to them, their ideas are beautiful... people are too stupid to acquire them. and also they could work only and only if they had exactly 100% of the global population support. and is that possible? no. as human we differ. we differ in cultural background, in world's perception and we differ in political visions as well. i believe in the freedom of choice - forcing mexico to sign the free trade agreement with the usa is to me just as bad as "convincing" the crowds in budapest in 1956 about the righteousness of the communistic ideology. in politics, like in every other domain of life, one should seek the balanace and tranquility.

concluding, i would like to urge the nations to learn from the scandinavians. their "social democracy" systems work just right. the state protectionism is at the very high level, yet there's freedom of speech and choice. i had lived in norway for two years, i saw and experienced it.

ps. uff. sorry, for being very confusing, but i was trying to capture all my thoughts and impressions down on this blog.

a quote from the psychology textbook

it has been said that each of us is:

(1) what all humans are,

(2) what some other humans are, and

(3) what no other humans in the history of the world has been, is, or will be.

(kluckhohn&murray, whoever they are)

one thing that makes me...

one thing that makes me...

• laugh

the slogan of white spot restaurant that is "legendary taste since 1928". [note: anything that is older than 3 decades here is considered 'old', anything that is from before wwII is 'legendary'. mhm. i assume that anything from 19th century is 'ancient' or even 'prehistorical']

• annoyed

the candy machines that accept only loonies and toonies while most of the stuff in there is 1,25$.

• confused

communication lectures by dr roman o. that prof is honestly too smart for us. maybe even he is too smart for himself?

• disgusted

seeing people eating hamburgers and potatoes for breakfast. especially while i am having some good, nutritious musli and a banana.

• happy

ana's smile on mondays and people leaving comments upon the posts. do that more often! it makes me really happy.

• impressed

the speed and efficiency of all the communal transport in greater vancouver, including the sky train and all the buses. at most of the stops downtown there's no need for a bus schedule, because the buses (or troleybuses) run so often, like every 2-5 minutes. furthemore, the bus drivers are actually nice! learn something from them, poles!

• sad

the "pure orange juice from concentrate" or the "natural artificial apple juice". those are taken directly from juice (?) containers. really. i shall comment no further.

hurry, hurry! hurry!

you wake up early (the earlier the better), take a quick shower and get your breakfast "on-the-go" in a plastic cup or a doggy bag. you take a bus to school reading something in between the stops. you go to lectures, tutorials, activities, club meetings, varsity games etc. etc. etc. everything in the speed of light without a single thought: why?

but: hurry, hurry, hurry! thinking is not the case here. eat faster, sleep faster, run faster, fuck faster... to save more time, to earn more time, to have more time. time is money after all, ain't it? and here, in north america it really is money. so hurry, read this note faster, i bet you have an appointment or a meeting. save your fucking 25%. forgot to breath? oh, yes. the whole society did. everyone is sucked into the vicious circle of capitalism. streams of people flooding through corridors and street, breathless, craving for some time they could just sweetly waste, gasping for an intake of air that does not lead to another pursuit. and if everyone is doing so, why would one bother opposing the crowd? oh, they're already gone in a hurry for something else, someone else.

very few take their time, just like me this morning, and sit out of this whole capitalistic pursuit of one's own tail for a little while. very few take their time, just like me this morning, and have their cup of italian coffee, not because it pumps caffeine up the brain, but for its splendid taste. very few take their time, just like me this morning, and simply observe. i still value things extrinsicly. and if i stop, if i ever stop, wherever i am just find me and kick my ass (i will cover your plane ticket) telling me: "you are part of that". hopefully that is never going to happen and i will preserve what i have so deeply believed in. i deeply desire so.

finishing touch has been already written by polish priest and poet jan twardowski:

"Let us hurry to love people; they depart so quickly"

and you? go further, hurry, get what you want, keep chasing your tail... or drop by for a cup of tea this evening...

(twisted) sizes

the concept of seizing seems weird to me in this country (or shall i say the continent?).

1) back in europe i always wore 'xl', whatever it was - a shirt, t-shirt, pants, socks, cap, whatever really. sometimes even those were too small for me. here i ordered a 'xl' t-shirt and it literally reached my knees. so i changed it to 'l'. better, but still baggy. now, i am wearing 'm' t-shirts and they fit perfectly fine.

2) food. the seizes of food packs are enormous. they sell nutella and peanut butter in such massive jars that they could easily be, not just a bowl for a fish, but an aquarium. same goes for chips, pizza, coca-cola (what else, eh?) etc. etc.

3) that wouldn't be such a bad thing if the canucks were consistent in seizing. it's extremely hard to find beer in a bottle which exceeds 341 ml. it exists, but ain't common. not mentioning the cigaretts - the king size is about the same in length as a normal cigarette in any country i have so far visited. normal size so, so, so short! you would never believe how short it is.

perhaps i am trapped within the saying that "our way is the normal way", but come on! any rational thinker would agree with me that it is the beer bottles that one should super-size not coca-cola ones!

ron heath

ron heath. it is obviously the gentleman on my left smiling genuinly. he is the one who enabled me and many, many uwciers to attend the sfu. no one has ever counted how many uwciers has graduated from sfu since 1994 when accidently they gave out the firt uwc scholarship.

now, ron is retiring and hence we had a small uwc gathering (at least 30 people showed up! that means that there's at least 50 of us currently attending the sfu) with pizza, salad informal speeches and ceremony. ron got so emotional that it honestly moved me. it is a pity that he is not going to continue his "scout search" among all 12 uwcies around the world. but the legacy he is leaving for his succesor is enormous. how much time has he commited to the idea of enriching sfu community with uwc graduates? probably he doesn't know himself. but what makes his devotion so beautiful is that it comes straight out of the heart and love for what he has done.

thank you ron for bringing me here and for letting me know you. and everything else...

polonia sausage house

well, once upon a time i get this melancholic feelings about poland. i understand now why the biggest polish patriots and national heroes lived on immigration. because they could long for something, and their longing enhanced the feelings of patriotism, love, attachment, cultural identity etc.



couple of days ago i came across this shop on east hastings st. i got one of that melancholic moments. so i bursted in and bought some good polish "kiełbasa" (sausage) and "kabanosy" (something like long pepperoni sausages) and polish chocolate and polish tea. and i spoke polish to the cashier, and i saw this poster with a polish band having a concert in vancouver in a week or so (they play crap music, though). and it even smelled like home...

so, you can imagine, i was very very happy for that little while.

communication 110 - first assignment

i decided to publish one of my very first university assignments on this blog. not because i'd like to show off or something like that, but because i haven't really introduced myself as a blogger. the task was:

write a statement about you serving as an introduction or a “publishable
thumbnail” or bio. it should contain something about your past, about what you
think you’d like to get out of this course or why you’ve enrolled in it, and
something of what you hope awaits you in the future.

here is what i have managed to write within the recquired 150 words:

Grzegorz (preferably: Grzesiek [jeshi’ek]) Więcław was born in Gliwice, Poland
during the years which were to bring down the communistic governments across
Eastern Europe. As a result of his parents’ violent divorce, Grzesiek grew mature faster than most of his mates – to forget the hell of home, he was always involved into academic, social and athletic activities.

Regardless all the difficulties, in 2004 he was selected to represented Poland in one of the United World Colleges in Norway where he lived and studied with people from
over 90 countries. There he learnt of Simon Fraser University where he got in on
an international SHRUM scholarship this year.

Currently he hopes to pursue the study of the biggest interest of his – people, but he is not certain what will he major in. He thinks (and lives) along the lines of Jerzy
Grotowski’s theories: There is no standing still, only evolution or involution.

busy?

are you a uwc student? a second year? do you feel busy, pressured with deadlines (ee, tok other ias) and massive amounts of reading?

if you answer yes to all of these question and you plan to go on and study and college/university, you might reconsider your current business...

personally i have never felt so busy in my entire life as i do now. and yet this is just the begining of the university challenge!

imagine that first thing that psychology profesor announced, having introduced himself, obviously, on the lecture was that the exam, which was coming in 2 weeks. i am not kidding you, the very first thing.

the amount of courses one takes varies from 3 to 6. it is commonly acknowledged, however, that for each hour spent with a professor one needs to put 3 times as much of one's own time!

now, i have 12 hours of lectures and tutorials a week in total. multiply by 3 and you get 36 hours of just studying a week! i had never put that much effort back in uwc.

keep also in mind, that unlike norway, in north america you have to deal with all the things, which concerns you by yourself - including buying and washing your linens, equipping yourself with books and learning materials, taking care of your room etc.

transit takes time if you want to go downtown and buy anything. the queues to any student services are enormous, so yes you can obtain help if you need thatm but it takes time too. anything takes time! and time is money, or isn't it?

where is the time for tea!? where is the time for sleep!? where is the time for people!? where is the time for some work-out!? i shall not even mention the energy!

i think i need to take a loan... quite a loan.

note: even if that post might not sound like it but i am actually enjoying myself a lot in this whole fuss of life, i am in the center of action, i have no time to waste and this, except i am on caffeine all the time, is not such a bad thing...

the international boat cruise

just like in the holiwood movies we were partying on the deck of the boat cruising around the english bay. loud music, cold drinks and a lot, a lot of fun. well, just check the pictures!


me (drinking heineken) and jesus (drinking molson canadian). jesus is a venezuelan graduate from adriatic uwc. imagine that we paid 6$ per can!


the dome, if you wondered, is the 'science world'. that is were they had expo 1986. currently it is the museum of science.

vancouver downtown. a picture taken from the boat.

damla (turkey, waterford uwc), judit (hungary, lpcuwc) and peter (calgary, alberta).

me and jessica. there is always someone who was born on 31st January...!