Still on the fence

Starting from this week I am wondering what I should go for - resting from doing nothing for 2 months in Latvia and probably getting verpissed of what-is-the-plan-today questioning myself on daily basis OR lookin' for some usefull study/student-job here around or smthn - kinda burning till hell and not seeing the beach this year at all.

Fruitless efforts

Today I nearly finalized my concept about the relevance between the time we spend studying and our efforts: these two aren't relevant. To be precise if there are no particular goals/milestones set and some solid determination at the end of the day you result deeper than you were before with 0 return.

Salmons keep on rollin'

This neat pic was cought by my dad yesterday in Kuldiga (Ventas rumba). I am delighted to see these guys back, jumping up the waterfall just to get to do their-thing :).

Waste

When your day contains 2 mensas, 2 sports, some lazy stuff in the middle and no attended lectures and no progress in current projects then you feel like being on a suicide ride which will result in a crush in June :/. And it is as bad as it gets about being off-the-track when you don't enjoy yourself at any point.

Fave car

Ok some feb action...


Mmmm...


Tryin' the real deal


Crossroads in Meran

Some week back

Hugging road signs

Afigenai

There is a point in your life when you feel comfortable about not forcing something that should happen - It is fun while you are on the ride - afterwards you will remember this time marked as not-taken-chances. Yeah life is too short for not to take chances, but it so sweet to keep them on the leash and not to pull them closer for a while.

When you eats yourself

My-own-sweet-ways keep accelerating proportionally complementary to the amount of the time I could waste on them.

Outta ya klab

Some of us don't want to get new friends/acquantainces - they just look for some new members of their "fan club" - wanna keep us hungry and still good about our addiction. They wanna keep us in a distance but while giving a peeks of some real stuff. These clubs are fun from out here but miserable from there inside.

That's why...

Your loneliness is fucking misleading.

Why not gone and bitchy?

Why are you so nice? Elsewhere you would be gone and bithcy. Does the location really breaks our knees and make them bend in other direction? Or does it just make us see things differently?