18/09/2008
I didn't think that one day I will need to enter the National Bank's building. I just peeped and didn't see any people inside. Strange. Had to find another entry, where 2 security men just stepped in front me asking what I want. Erm, changing a note? Wrong address. I went to the one they gave me. But I must tell you that the Bank looked shiny, luxurious. I felt myself out of place in my checkered punk-like trousers and leather jacket, was funny though. Then I just found another shiny but more modern building. When I stepped in I saw 2 security men (again) standing behind the glass doors like when you realize that you won't get any further with that damn note in the next few hours. I just checked the abbreviations on the doormat if I am at the right place at all... Then I got lost. I naively thought that the busline with which I came also goes backward on the other side of the street. Guess what: NO! Let's have a relaxing walk then to the next tram/bus/metro/whatever station. Still walking, finding buses which go to somewhere I have never heard about, and it went on for a while. Relax is a word you can't really find in Adri's Life Dictionary, lately. Then wonder happened, the steps went under the ground, and finally I knew where I am.
14/09/2008
This is the third day I'm using Adobe Illustrator and creating vector-styled graphics. I see it as a good idea. There are no boundaries, not like in photography. I thought it will be easier to use this software but some simple colorizing action took a whole afternoon to find out how it works. This is one of my first pieces. Looks simple, takes like 30 minutes, 3 different graphical programs in use, etc. I'm glad about it, more to come.

I wish I didn't have to wake up at 5.30 am tomorrow. It's a bit too early. Anyway, I'm looking forward to going to university again.
Another experiment:
10/09/2008

It becomes clear, this is all we got
As I hold you to my bed
Like a cancer or a curse
Be my loving nurse
As we fall back into the impossible dream
03/09/2008


"Grandma, do you think I'm nice?"
"Well, not a beauty contest winner, but to me you are the nicest one."