Life Simulation Game

OK, kids, do we all have parents’ permissions?
SAT scores?
Good

Show starts soon
Check did you bring your equipment
Headphones? Cyber glasses? Gloves?
Good

(Billy, stop pulling Kellsie’s hair right now!)

Is everyone ready?
Good

Please, fasten your seat belts
Be sure that you are at least 2 inches away from the person next to you
Medical staff with adrenaline shots is in the room, in case of emergency

Simulation of life starts in 3, 2, 1…

… How are you???
We’re so excited to have you here, on GVSU
You’ve made right choice!
We will shape your lives, your professions and your societies

Small campus tour will start soon
I hope you are all excited as I am!
I didn’t hear you, are you excited?
Are you?
That’s better!

On your left side you can see our cafeterias:
Sandwich Castle, Fresh Pizza and Burger Brothers;
Then there are also buildings  Gym, Gym II, Gym III and Jesus Fan Store

On your right side there are
Amusement Center “Virgin Mary”, Center for Correct Thinking,
Wall with Ten Commandments and a lake

Hey you!
Yes, you litlte guy
C’mon, don’t be shy
Come here

You’re emo, aren’t you
We’re so excited that you’re emo!
We completely respect your emo rights!
Can I just remove a bit of that make up
Yup, that’s good
And that hair, I’ll cut also just a bit
OK, maybe a bit more than a bit
And that t-shirt with two red skulls look a bit dirrty
Here, I have a great GVSU hoodie for you
Look how pretty little emo are you now

And just please be quiet while you’re killing yourself in the toilet
We don’t want to receive complaints from your roommates, don’t we

(Quick mental note to all our cyber visitors – simulation of life ends in 4 years if you are full time student, an if you’re on Exchange we hope that you will enjoy your semester or two and that you have signed all 4571 necessary papers)

Sucks and the city

At first, I thought that I lost 2 valuable hours of my life.

But after clearing my thoughts and gathering my impressions I found out that I actually learned some very important facts about life.

Aman, Aman

I’m really sorry – but these lyrics are in Serbian.
English version should be revealed in next few days

I’ve heard a song of one really good Turkish rock band – Duman, and I loved it so much I wanted to customize it.

U ovom ludom svetu
Svaki dan je isto siv
Mračan i dug
Kao veliki začarani krug

Molitva – my English version

I know it’s pathetic, but the original lyrics are also, so I’ve tried to fit in somehow…

I’ll just leave
I can not say goodbye
something in my heart is burning
Just like a tear in my eye

Istanbul

Istanbul, Istanbul
This night is totally wet
Istanbul, Istanbul
Like a sex without regret

Hungry lips that taste like rose
Burning skin from head to toes
Life is never ending fight
Almost sweet as Turkish delight

Pigeon and a dove (a.k.a. pigeonette)

Pigeon was kissing pigenoette gently and softly

Pigeonette was cooing letting him knows that she’s enjoying

Serbia, today

While writing this I’m sitting by the Danube’s coast (no, I do not have a laptop, I just prefer paper to Office), watching barks easily floating on the surface of the river, kids happily playing and Big War Island standing there robustly and proudly for the centuries, and thinking about country in which I am living.

About country Serbia, little entity which somehow manage to be in the same time on the crossroads of East and West, and in the little, pardon my expression, asshole of the big world.

Dobar dan – Merhaba – Hello – Bonjour – nǐ hǎo

First of all – I would like to apologize potential readers because of my English.

Original idea was to write a blog in Serbian, but I’ve decided to challenge myself, and that’s why it may happen that some of my text lose their soul, or maybe even their meaning, but it’s just one of the consequences of the globalization… Life sucks, get used to it.

Some facts you should know about me:

I live in Belgrade, Serbia. I can not say that I’m proud of that, because one could be proud just because of some he gained in life. Also, I can not say I’m 100% happy because of that, but I’ll complain later, now there is much other things that should be done.

I study Management. Like every 3rd Serbian young, almost educated, man (or person, to be politically, sexually and other ally correct), I am wannabe yuppie businessman, doing some fancy marketing, advertizing, PR or HR business. Also, not to forget branded suite and silky tie. What to do, I was born in underdeveloped country and in “300″ I prefer Perzia to Greece (you could say whatever you want, that man had some style).

I love Istanbul. I just do. Like Nike says. Can’t do anything. I’ve tried my best, but it was pointless. When I see small tight streets that are heading to the sea in 255 degree angle, fulled with kids playing soccer and women drying the laundry I can not stop myself. If I’m looking that picture while I’m smoking nargila and listening “Aman, Aman“, “Mastika, mastika” or “Koy, koy, koy” it’s over. I’m addicted again.

I think I’m not that bad writer. My father was an excellent journalist, my brother was an excellent journalist. But I’m not. I can wrote some shallow stories and impressions from time to time, but I’m not an excellent journalist.

I am a member of ESTIEM – European Student of Industrial Engineering and Management, LG Belgrade. Organization and the people which occupy my life in past year and the half. Learn more working there than in high school and faculty together. Traveled – for an average European students just a bit, for an average Serbian student really a lot.

I vote for Liberal Democratic Party. I’ve even worked in their press center for the last elections. Nice people with great ideas, but not so well organized.

I love rakija. Kajsija (apricot) most. I would not be angry if someone gives me a beer or Jack Daniel’s either.

That’s it, for now.

I presume that you’ll learn me better through my texts, if you even read some.