Wait… What?

Me: “Oooooh! How it’s made! Electric violins! As a former violinist, I am curious.”

Discovery*Blah blah blah* “…and the sound of the violins was overpowered by horns and trumpets…”

Me: “What?”

Discovery: “…and by amplifying the sound, violins are no longer just a background instruments.”

Me: “WHAT? Listen here, you *beep* *beep*! If I ever catch that prick who…”

My roommate: “Arguing with TV again?”


My roommate: “…”

Me: “WHAT?!”

My roommate: “Do you know why a bass has 4 strings?”

Me: “Huh? How is that… Nevermind… Why?”

My roommate: “3 are there in casethe main one snaps! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” *casually moonwalks away*

(he didn’t moonwalk)



Change of Heart Part 2 (The Entrance Exam)

That morning I woke up early. It was necessary to drink coffee and eat something in order to think properly. Yes, it was the D-day of my life. The day I will someday in the future tell to my grandchildren. Anyway I didn’t want any of that; it just wasn’t part of my daily routine (the eating part). At 8 o’clock in the morning I was at the building holding my ID card and waiting to get inside. 

When we entered the classroom and I saw papers at my seat, I realized that we won’t be able to go out until the exam was over. By my rough estimations, that could be for three or four hours. I thanked God for not drinking anything and seated myself. At half past eight, the exam began.

The exam had 5 parts. 

1) They tested our knowledge of grammar

2) Testing our understanding of texts in English by reading and then answering the questions, which was entirely pointless, because, instead of taking our texts away, they let us have them all the time. It was like giving the test and the answer sheets at the same time.

3) Listening comprehension – the same as reading, but we now listen to text and have the questions with us. 

4) Write an essay about 200 words long – really, almost every post on this blog has minimum of 400 words. How can I even do this? It’s hard. (I love sarcasm)

These 4 parts, although they were easy, took very long, so it was about 11 o’clock or something like that. When we were finished, we thought it was time for a short break, because the fourth part was a test o Serbian grammar. But the universe proved us wrong, again. The moment we finished the English part, the commission of English part went outside and we greeted the Serbian one. Great. The test was supposed to be an hour long, but everyone finished it for 20 minutes, and they wouldn’t let us go! We had to wait for 40 minutes! Hungry, thirsty and tired, I thanked God for my endurance from time when I was musician. 

I felt sorry for those kids. They weren’t prepared for that and their concentration was slipping by the end of the English test. They were also afraid, although they knew there was nothing to be afraid of. It is in our nature, to fear of unknown. 

In the end, I think we all celebrated when we got out of the classroom. I was happy and focused on another exam that was taking place tomorrow…

Calm Before The Storm (aka. the Prologue)

It all started a month ago. I cannot remember exactly when, all I know is that I was working on something very important – an essay for a contest from Goi peace foundation. I was proud on that text and very tired, since I’ve been writing it for hours. Sitting on cool air was doing me good, and I was enjoying my coffee, looking at my biggest writing work I ever did. Suddenly, a tiny voice inside my head said a sentence that I will never forget:

“You can do better than that!”

I tried to silence it, like I did for two years, but this time I was very tired and I gave up shortly after a miserable fight. The Voice continued with venomous enthusiasm:

“Look at you! You are not happy with what you are doing. You do like music, but that is not what you want. You want something different. That’s why you are writing blog, reading books in English language, correct people who make grammar mistakes… You can do so much more, but you are trapped.”

I have to admit, the Voice was right. My conscience is telling me that it is time for decisions, and that I need to make them now. But  it is not easy.

I have to erase two, no, six years of my past, almost like they never existed. I need to start from the beginning, and I was afraid and tired. Also, there was a question hanging in the air – will it be worth it?

Do it now, while you still can. In a day or two, it will be too late to do anything and you will be miserable again. Remember your idea from six months ago. It IS the right thing to do. You crave for knowledge, but not this one. You want to learn about others, their history, culture, language. You are good at that. You were the best in high school and here, too. Everyone except you know that. Don’t waste talent. Do it!”

And I did it. I called my boyfriend, who was in Belgrade at the time, and asked him to go to the Faculty of Philology and ask them what I need to do to be admitted.

The storm is about to begin…

I am really getting into the writing

Writing this blog is one of the best ideas I ever came up with. It makes me happy and I found a new hobby that I started really to like – writing. I also started reading again, which I haven’t done in years. I am expanding my vocabulary of Serbian language, and soon, I’ll start reading also books on English. When I expand my English vocabulary, I’ll start writing short stories on that language too.

Anyway, a couple of days ago I decided to take part in a writing contest in my country. I think that is a huge step because, honestly, I never wrote anything. Except in high school, but that doesn’t count, doesn’t it?

I have to write a short story that has no more than 20 000 character (that is about 6 pages – 3000 characters per page). They weren’t specific about the genre and the topic, so I can use my imagination as much as I want. So, I have some pretty good ideas, but I won’t share them with you. You will know the story when the contest is finished and they declare a winner.

By the way, the prizes for first three places are very nice. I am not very into winning on this one, but, hey, I am an eternal optimist. So, if I win, first I’ll do is posting the story translated on English here, so all of you can read. Wait, I will do that anyway.

And I know what I will do with money if I win (a big “if”): I will use it for something good. Maybe for a new computer, or something like that. Honestly, I haven’t thought really about it. Should I think this way? Of course! I never get disappointed. Hello! I am a eternal optimist.

Well, wish me luck on this contest, and, just so you know, if I don’t write, that means I am writing something else. Be patient, and you will see.

Oh, how much fun I’ll have!

Something that makes me smile

Guys, when I read my e-mail, I noticed you weren’t precise – what kind of smile? Is the topic about something funny that made me smile, or smoething that made me smile and I was thinking “Awww, that’s so sweet!”

So, because you weren’t exactly clear, I’m going to write two stories. One will b funny, and other one sweet.

When Pavarotti died in 2007, my school was all covered with stories about him. It was the main topic of every conversation. Anyway, my class was sitting outside the school and we were talking about this guy.

After a couple of moments our friend comes to us and says: “Guys, did you hear it? He died! Paganini died!”

There was a moment of silence before we could respond to this sentence. We were watching each other trying to process what this guy just said. Finally, my friend stood up, walked to him, placed his arm on the shoulder of the guy and spoke very slowly: “Man, Paganini died 300 years ago.”

We barely managed to suppress laughter until then. Tears were streaming down on my face while I was trying to breath. It was the funniest moment in my school.


There are many things that make me smile. I am an eternal optimist and always positive. But, there is one perfect moment that makes me smile when I think it’s the end of the world. When I start feeling blue, I just lock into my room and play Mozart’s “Twelve variation on Twinkle, Twinkle Little star.”

It reminds me of my family, people that love me, that will always be there for me. It’s so gentle and positive – like a good night song. Brings smile on my face and sweet memories in my mind.

Music and blog – bad idea

I remember the day when I got my first encyclopedia. It was about music, of course. The book was so rare and expensive, that I had to borrow it from my teacher and copy it. At that time the only way to eat something was to take money from my parents because I was always at school, studying, practising, playing instruments.

Anyway, that time I got launch-money for the whole week and I spent it on this book. The best money I’ve spent ever! I hadn’t eat anything that week, but it was worth it.

My parents were furious. Not because I copied that book, but because I hadn’t told them that I was broke. I would come home to tired to eat anything but a sandwich and early in the morning I was off to school again.

I miss those days. It may sound stupid to you, but I am a unique person. I prefer working than partying. I work with music…No, scratch that, I live with music. The first thing I do in the morning is put my headphones on and play music on my player…

For God’s sake! Look, people, I have to go. My friend is yelling at me to stop listening to Mozart’s “Requiem” (it makes mi feel depressed) and go get some coffee.

Oh, and she has a message for you: Ignore everything I write when I listen classical music.

Your favorite webcomics

In last post I was talking about my favorite webcomics and then I realized something – I’m not the only one who reads them. So, I asked my friends on Twitter about theirs favorites and I got 3 new webcomics! Yay!

I will present them in order that I got them. Again, if you have some funny webcomics, feel free to leave a comment or tweet.

Just a note: I will not leave Twitter username here.

1. This one is from my friend Zlatko who happened to be on Twitter when I was talking about comics. He immediately sent me the link to a webcomic very similar to the Romantically Apocalyptic and I was Impressed. The story takes place in a post-apocalyptic city and follows members of the red army in their never-ending battle with blue and yellow army. Definitely worth checking out.

See it here: http://www.blastwave-comic.com/

They look tough, don't they






























2.Next, I got from Mr Z!. Oh, I’m using this name because he represents himself like that. Interesting really. The name of the webcomic is CTRL+ALT+DELETE. It’s about two guys that play video games. I like this type of the webcomic. They’re funny, and interesting. Sadly, I hadn’t much time to check it entirely, but, from what I’ve seen, it is worth of looking.

Here is the link http://www.cad-comic.com/

3. The next one is from my friend Uros, who was exited with my action with webcomics and sent me his favorite – webcomic about Sheldon.

Sheldon is a kid who made a fortune for one Summer doing one thing he knows – programming. I liked it and I was very surprised…

Link to Sheldon comics: http://www.sheldoncomics.com/

Sheldon has a talking duck. Pretty good, uh?

Well, that’s all about comics for now. Maybe in a week or so, I’ll write about them again. Until then, enjoy reading them. Bye!