RK 517 javorový sirup party

One of us, "RK 517 girls" (the dormitory I live in), Irca is about to move to her new flat in Prague. That was our last night in here togehter, so Darca prepared lots of French toasts with the maple syrup (that I somehow "stole" at Nation2Nation party ;-)), finished a bottle of Hungarian wine and tried to make a perfect and catchy phone call that could be uploaded at these web pages :-D

on the picture from left to right: Darina, Irena, Monca, Peta, me sitting on the floor

Seriously, this semester is for me critically important, and I am so haaaappy I have had such a great girls as roommates!

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Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in

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I tried to live alone
But lonely is lonely, alone
So human as I am
I had to give up my defences
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So I smiled and tried to mean it
To let myself let go

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(Mika - "Any other world")

video to be found here

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Thanks to this Sunday, when walking in my home city Opava,
I realised few things about my life, its direction and the people I am surrounded with.
I realised few more things about the life I want to live, about the direction I want to go and the people I want to be surrounded with.

It was strange, walking in the city just by my own - I passed through the city squares, watching the buildings around with foreigner's eyes and with this feeling of an explorer I will see something new.
Passing my high school, then the place we used to buy ice creams in summer times, being refreshed in the city park, spending few minutes in a church just sitting silently and thinking...

The streets have changed, the buildings have been reconstructed, the people look similar and different at the same time as 4 years ago...

I have changed, my point of view has been "reconstructed", I look similar and different at the same time as 4 years ago...

Mika's song playing all the time in my head and finding out that the only thing that does not change is that everything changes.
What a surprising findings!

how we do it in Prague . . .

This is the way we go to students ball - no outstanding cars, no fancy parades - just a simple tram no. 9 ;-)