+this is how
it should be.

+bayram.

i thought i might get more sleep today because i felt better, but that did not happen. RATS! anyways, today was bajram - a festive muslim holiday. i don't want to get into all the details of explaining that. i was happy because i saw my cousins Bert and Ben, my newly appointed security adviser uncle, and my grandpa and grandma. their garden looked lovely - oh, so lovely, i would live there - and we ate specially made treats, some of which were hand-made by my two young cousins /the deserts had deformed shapes, but they were sweet/. i also got a phone call from vesa, a cousin who has the luck to call croatia her home and have a croatian passport, and told me that my online order had arrived! (i gave the address of her father's workplace in Osijek, Croatia, because packages do not arrive in Prishtina, Kosova). so happy, historical online-purchase moment for me, and probably my family. but they were not aware about that. later, ate lunch with my brother and parents. people usually make tons of food for this kind of holiday, but my mother made enough, not too much, and i was not hungry that much. all i wanted was some sleep. and sleep came, in the form of a one hour nap, that could have gone into a serious night-sleep, but i did not let that happen. the city was crowded, music up loud, mud on the ground, cars carrying people and mud to places, drinks drinks drinks and drinks some more! as we were cruising with eluise, a group of young people were running amok and were jaywalking, running. eluise passed the streetlights, and suddenly, she herd a bump in her back door: a boy that was running like crazy had just crashed/splatted himself into eluise's rear left door! it was such a bang that scared the jeepers out of me and nita, and made us feel so so sad. luckily, the boy was off and running by the minute he hit the car, and just kept running like he was being chased by wilderbeasts. we felt sorry for the guy, but also hated him for scaring us so badly. man. anyways, we wanted to do something else, to escape from the usual bayram-routine, and i did. me and nita chose the cinema as our date with this holiday. there were hardly any people, so we had a cool cinema-party-movie-watching night! knocked up, made me bite my tongue a couple of times. it was fun. glad it's over.
another exam is on my trail, but i will lose it this Sunday. muddy Sunday.
for all of you that missed this day, here's some treats. enjoy.

+done.

just done with a commodity market exam. it was plain easy, but my eye has an, well, eye to miss details and screw up the answers. then i hate myself, but not that much. today was also the last day of my job at MDA. over the week that i went there and stayed a while, i was pretty emotional about leaving them. they treated me with respect, and i'm thankfull that i've been part of that great and growing company for the past 16months.
so full of germs ruin my body-party and brain-dance. the bird flu, sorry, the flu, has hit my entire defence mechanism and i think i'm loosing that battle. i won't succumb at this stupid flu, weather-caused probably, and dust-particle assisted as well. makes my legs all shivery, shivery to cold, cold to hot and the all over again.
can't wait to start on the new job. new week. next week.

alas! t'was joe's birthday. was.
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so we were like: joe, we are gonna tear Prishtina apart!
joe was like: but i love Prishtina, more than Tirana even, why tear it apart?
we were like: dude! it's your birthday-day!
and he was like: oh yeah! totally forgot! damn, fetch, motherfetcher fetch! let's do it dudes! lets..
we ALL were like: PARTEEEY!
let's go!
min-e was in the zone, and she was behaving in a way proper cars behave. birthday-day dude and bardhi dude came down, and got in, music up, wheels off! the joscef was looking shinier than his castor self that day of days. it was a sign we were ready to roll. since it was a special day, we did not make the usual stops (ginger, retro, bakery, retro, strip?, zcaffe?), but we changed the route (ginger, bakery, retro, retro, aroma!). at ginger, we saw that mathematics et cetera cds were flying off shelves like the breaking ice-shelves in Greenland! that fast. they needed another batch of 10,000 copies. man, that joscef had really made it in Prishtina. sold more copies that meda himself. amazing! we said hi to gingerguys, and gingerthedog said hi and bye at the same time, which was quite confusing. did i forget to mention that joscef played a sold out crowd earlier this summer at ginger's back garden? it's true. i forgot to mention that.
as great as that friday-day was, the bakery were so kind as to treat us all to chocolate-chip cookies, chocolate sufle!, cheese sandwiches and, oh man, the most heavenly cheesecake our taste buds tasted! we all wanted to go, live at the bakery and make cakes forever, and ever for. nita drew a painting of us eating cake. bardhi ate more cake, and i wanted to eat more cake. joe sang a cake-song.
retro was next. joscef was constantly phacebook chatting with this mysterious friend he was talking about. "joe, if you don't leave that wireless technology off your mind and soul, we will not cut more pieces of cake for your birthday". and so he did. another place trashed, and it was time to pay for the cokes and move on to our next spot. nita must have been partying too hard, because she could not remember where she left her wallet, (actually, min-e stole it from her. I'll deal with you later min-e, and hand you proper amnesty-international bound justice), so she could not pay for the drink. as amazing as joscef is, he took out his wallet full of fliff! and just started spending as much fliff as your braincells could comprehend! $ching$ching$ching$swish!$
strip depo was welcoming as well. but we did not stay there too long. crappy music is for crappy people. we don't belong in that group, of people. aroma had great sandwiches which we ate and took some with us. aurora sucks! and you know what i mean by that!
long story. make it short? It was one fun-day-of-a-day. we wish you all the best joe. we wish you a place in Prishtina, and a sandy, beach-house in Dhermi. come back. this is what we independence-craving people of Kosova call a parteeyy! time well spend. more than that even. peanuts, and coke, and other beverages were at our disposal.

we were like: dancy dances for everyone and sing-alongs!
joe was like: kosova is cool!est!
bardhi was like: cannot talk. mouthful. eating cake, lots of cake and bread and ajvar.
nita was like: what? joe? strsh-strsh joe!
i was like: everybody else was like: we were like: good times were like: passed.

great glory of all glory decorated glore-objects!
i found my long-lost ID, driving license and credit card, all stacked together in the underground parking garage at my father's workplace. it reassured me that my mental abilities to rewind the memory tape is still on /which is more than just flickering/.

i told the bank that i found my card,
i tried to tell the police that i found my stuffs,
i tried to drink a whole water-mellon with one sip.
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back home/
similarities
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two hours after i got back home, i lost my id, driving license and credit card, all-in-one. this reminded me of another minor "incident" we had while we were going to mavrovo: having to travel an extra 30km of mountain-road because of some navigational problems we had, almost two hours before we arrived at our destination. no more min-e or eluise. at least for a week.

had to wake up too early today. carried and counted governmental newspaper editions. which - again - reminds me of the time yesterday, that i had to carry and count cosmetics/hair products from a "long-vehicle" truck. i also saw this dream that a real good friend of mine chipped his tooth. so scary. exams are near, so i better run fast. i loved this trip because i got to meet one of the beeeeaaarstrooonauuuuts! space crew member. i love the professors brothers. so good!

i want to bubble my way into a real royal jacuzzi.