me voy, que lastima, pero adios

Time has come to move again.I am not especially happy for this, and as a few of you know, I almost stayed in Spain. For several days it really seemed I was gonna stay. But now I took a decision, hard will it be, but this is what I am supposed to do. I have to fight really hard so I could go back to Milan. I do have to realize, Milan is nothing compared to Madrid. But I have so many friends, and waited to return for so long. And since I learnt that Kaka stays at Ac Milan, and we are still going to the Champions League :-)

Packing again.In the last 2 years and a half, this was the fifth country where I lived. I gotta say, its getting a bit tooooo much. But I do not regret coming here. Not at all. The best decision I did in a long time.And I had dreamt about leaving in Spain since I was 12. And I did it. I still proved, in spite of the how my beloved university did not let me apply for exchange in Spain, I still did come here!I proved myself that I will still do what I want, and will not let other people decide about me.

I learnt so much here. I learnt about life a lot. I learnt a lot about internet as well, that migh be useful in the future.

La unica cosa es que podria aprender mas espanol, lo siento por non haber estudado mucho, pero bueno, esta idioma me gusta muchissimo, voy a aprenderla, poes, se que el tiempo verra para mi para volver en este pais maravilloso!
I have to admit, this culture fits me so much. The way people live, think and act is perfect. And the people are so nice here. Extremely nice people. And I had so much fun (considering the circumstances at least)Especially in the first month, going out every night. I spent way much more in the first month than in the next 3 month combined.

And I met really nice people. People at the company, people from outside the company, people from the school, people from the airport ;-), people from the school of the girl I met at the airport ;-)

I am sad for leaving. The first time in my life, when I am really sad for leaving a country. I was really scared when I got on the plance 4 monhts ago, strangely, and I ended up having a good time (okay, had my problems, but whatever). And now, leaving, and I know, I would not come back here. Or at least not for a long time.

C'e' una canzone che dice: 'Prima di partire per un lungo viaggio, devi portare con te la voglia di non tornare piu...' Ho gia fatto una volta questo sbaglio, di andarmene da un paese, dove mi trovavo molto bene. Spero di non commettere lo stesso errore. Lo sto commettendo, lo so. E difficile.

Studying again.

And what is even best, I am again preparing for an exam. But, this time I did not start preparing in time, since all these complications were going on. So I am short of time, and the material is so fucked up. The prof told me to study the slides, but I have only 4 of the 5 slides. I asked her to put them online, and she wrote me: Gabor, ask a fellow student to go the the segretary to pick them up, copy them, and send them to you'. Yeah, right, they will arrive to Spain in one day. Not talking about the fact that some sentences on the slides are in Dutch. But, I chose this stupid course. Noone told me it was gonna be like this.Anyhow, I am hoping to get some extra energy to study, because this exam might just be the laxt academic exam of my life! Last exam... Well, no matter how I tried to prolong studies, seems like I am really at the end :-(
Anyhow, now I will make this effort to study, until Sunday, when I will fly back to Holland (I am again there :-( and next thursday, I am back in Hungary. After half an a year.

So, Goodbye Salamanca, Goodbye Spain, y muchas gracias!

It is a nice clip:

La vita e strana

Life is so weird.
You can never know when a really good thing will happen, and you would never expect that an option that seems just to be the perfect would completely change your life and you and up with nothing.
And when you have nothing, you would only hope that once you are almost down the hill, the up period would come again, and you would have no idea of all the good things that are about to happen to you.

What is for sure? That I am leaving Salamanca in couple of days...

Sometimes u just cant know...

Is it stupid?Am I doing a crazy thing?
How could I know which is the best thing?Or there is no such thing as best thing, maybe only better.Or better does not exist in this case, just 2 ways to go, both really good? Or both really bad?
After all I could not dream about better positions.
Is it stupid to finally say: 'Enough, I will do my way, i dont care anymore'
Or studid to rely on friends in difficult situations.
Or this is the way it works?
I know, it makes no sense...or everything does, but its relative.
Anyhow, this post does not make any sense for sure, but I am clueless.
Como podria saber que hacer? Como se podria saber donde se va encontrar mejor? Aun si me gusta estar aqui, perder el trabajo mas maravilloso en milan... no se. Parece que no importa que voy a eligir (si por fin puedo eligir), va a ser dificil, y de repente me voy a arrepenter de esto...
Mamma mia, che devo fare...

Feel like watching some movie. You guys know this one, right? Very nice one :-)

Interesting lyrics, makes me think.. :

back from Holland and Italy

World Cup

Yes we did it. I still cannot believe! Siamo i campioni del mondo! Awsome. I only wish I could have celebrated it decently but I had the exam the day after. The guys told me how the celebration was in Milan and they showed me photos and videos as well. Incredible... Anyhow, maybe in 36 years I will celebrate too..

See the highlights of the match:

And how it was celebrated (thought the guys could sing better ;-)

Holland

Wow, it was more than depressing to return to Holland. To be honest, after 45 minutes in Rotterdam I was already feeling soooooooooooo down that it was hard to believe. It was nice to see all the people tough, but again, my sweet university proved, that they are worthy to hate them. I still cannot believe how idiots they are, and still claim that they are such a good university.
Let’s see point by points:
- my favorite bitch, Ingrid, the program manager of the course, again managed to piss me off. I asked her to give me an unofficial transcript (the thing is, at RSM, you can ask an official transcript, pay 6 euros, and wait for 2 weeks. Or as an alternative as for an unofficial one, get it right away and pay nothing. They are 99% identical…). She was really nice to me, she told me to go and print it out from out online source, Osiris, and she would put a stamp on it. But I did not have my printing card with me, left it in Spain, so I asked her to print it out for me. After all, it would take not more than 30 seconds, I am sure about it. She told: 'I really have no time for these things.' . Fair enough, she is the program manager of a course where you got almost fifty students, and I was in Holland only for one day and needed the transcript for the job interviews. And she even forgot to tell me I could have got it from the student center. Seriously, how much a bad person you have to be for this?
- Talked to the prof of the course I failed (managerial and group decision making) mainly because parts of the slides were in dutch, sometimes she just spoke in dutch during the classes, and the first 2 pages of the course were in dutch. Of course I could not see my exam, because she had an appointment in 10 minutes (okay, she has visiting hours once a week, for 2 hours, why the fuck does she need to have appointments for that hours???). I told her I do not think it was fair to fail me seeing the dutch language barrier for me during the exam. The only answer I got: 'Yes, it was a sad course'. What the fuck??
- I need accommodation only for September. To finish the master. Why the hell would not they give me a place in one of the dormitories, if they anyhow have vacancy there. It was anyhow funny. To get the accommodation assistance, I asked the IBA office to help me. They answered they cannot help me since I am already on the second year. I asked the student adviser who told me they cannot help, but I should try the student service. I went there, and they told me I have to get the approval from the IBA office. I go back, and they gave it to me! What the hell, now I am eligible or what? Anyhow they told me I should look on my own too because no chance they will find anything for me for only one month. People, pls, if you know anything, let me know!
- Fairly enough, I thought I could just do the resits of the courses I was registered for but did not follow the course. They informed me it is not possible. Argument? These are 10 credit courses and they want to keep the quality high. Fair enough. Lets see it for a moment. One course, 6 sessions, I can miss up to 3. So going to 3 sessions, doing the exams from the slides. Or alternatively studying a book of 500 pages, doing a resit exam, only for 5 credits, what I need. They say the previous solutions is of high quality unlike the latter. Guess what, I laughed at them.
To write about positive things, I did the exam okay, I do not dare to say anything, but the question were good, I hope the answers as well, but I have learnt that at Rotterdam University you can never know.

To close my story about Holland, I almost missed my flight. The fucking intercity broke down and stopped in Leiden I think. Reason: the doors did not work. Good job guys. I arrived to the airport exactly 30 minutes before departure time. I was really nervous and afraid that the check in was already closed, knowing I do not even have the money to buy an other ticket. So started to look for my flight, with departure time of 9.55. I found 2 flights going to Madrid, one at 9.50 and one at 10.00. Of course they did not show the name of the company. So first I went for the one at 9.50, it was not mine. Than went for the one at 10.00, I simply could not find the check in. I thought I was gonna die right there being that angry. Finally I found it, and did the check in 10 mins before the departure time! And I was at the plain by departure time! And stayed there for 2 hours before taking off. I do not know if it was the mistake of the Spanish or dutch people, but this is what happened. There were 2 flights, both at 10, both from the same company, one gate next to the other. At our flight, there was one passenger more than we were supposed to!!!!!!!! So for one hour, they did nothing else, than counting us, to make sure they are not idiots and did not count us rightly. Than they said: 'Just to make sure, we would like to ask you, is everyone going to Madrid, or someone here had a destination to Valencia?' – 'Todo el mundo va a Madrid, verdad?' Than they called reinforcement, around 3 dutch chechin assistant who checked every seat, and who was sitting there. Than it turned out, these people by mistake did not register a passenger. Well, what to say, some people did loose their coincidence for other flights because of this mistake. Not me, I arrived to Madrid at four, went to the park ‘Retiro’ to read, than cooked a nice dinner at Sam’s place, and spent my second night at the airport in 4 days!
One more thing about Holland. I had not seen rain for 2 month. Went to Holland, and each of the 3 days it rained (just for a bit, but it did)

Italy

After one year, back in Milan. How come Milan is more colorful than any other place? Just look at the streets, it has got more colors! I am not kidding, that’s the truth…
I had some fun with looking for places to stay at but the bottom point is, it was really nice to see all those people again, and I really had fun.
On the other hand, I was right, I knew that when I would go back I would realize how Milan sucks, with all the dirty immigrants and dirty streets and that fucking unbelievable hot!
Bytheway, I was really shocked seeing how many people are planning to go to Rotterdam for the master. People, people, I really hope you will not feel sorry for that, like I do. But if you need any help, just contact me!

Job interview

Well well, which one shall I start with.
Start with the one I wanted to get. I prefer not to say its name, just because I am superstitious. Anyhow, it is at the international office. I had this really nice talk to the stage responsible 2 weeks ago over the phone. I thought It went really well. So now I talked to her for 10 minutes, went quite well. Then with 2 'vicebosses' and I would say it was okay, not extremely okay, but good. Than to the big boss. Awful. Terrible. Horror. I simply did not manage to speak in Italian so we spoke in English, but I wanted to show here I do speak Italian, so I just kept trying to say sentences in Italian, none of them correct, and I used Spanish words.. Shit. They told me they would let me know in the beginning of august. I really wanted to get this job.

For the other job, I was called last Friday, so I was a bit shocked they called me, since I had sent my application 2 month earlier. Anyhow, it is IDC Italy, vertical markets, of course first an internship then we will see. I went there on Wednesday, talked to the human resource manager for one hour. I was called back on the next day, talked to 2 analysts for one hour and a half! So that already meant I had good chances. And than I was told I am practically in. But I am not gonna take it. They said so many times that it is a lot of work. At the end they asked me if I had any questions. I was like, yeah, indeed, I would have a small question, if I can ask, how many hours do you work here??? I was told, there is no working hours (okay, starts really good), someone goes to work at 8, someone at 10, some people go home at 6, some other at 8, but anyhow in average it is 10 hours. If they say 10 hours, that means it is 11 or 12 hours a day, not talking about the peak period. Thanks, no, I do not need this now.
Apart from this you could see they were really professional, they could not explain a shit without a sheet of paper and drawing, haha, realy business consultancy stuff.

What I hated the most during these interviews, these questions like 'che farai da grande'? or how do you imagine your future in 5 years? What the hell, I do not even know where I will be in 2 month, how could I know about 5 years.

What is a really pity that the other business analyst position, from Analysys, (biggest consultancy in IT in the world. Well, if they say so) I cannot do the interview. I am supposed to go back to Milan from next week on for that interview, since when I was there the human resource what ever was not there. This is the position for which I did the test in Madrid. And they told me that at this point there are only 2 other candidates. I wish I could go back for this interview, because what is a difference between this and IDC, that they are really employee focused, they say on the website they do prioritize the employees personal life and they do not expect anyone to work long hours, even though they reward the ones who are able to do so. I am thinking of asking them if they would pay my travel expenses for the interview. Or do you guys think it is stupid to ask?

Spain vs Italy

Now I can really compare spain to italy. Or to say better, Madrid to Milan. Madrid is so much better than Milan! Milan is way too dirty, soooo many 'clandestini' (seriously, get on a tram in Milan, and 8 out of the 10 people on the tram is balck, Arabic or Serbian. I am not a racist, but how they behave just destroys the whole atmosphere), and why the fuck they cannot put air conditioning on the metro? Madrid has 12 metro lines comparing to milan’s 3 metrolines, but they do have air conditioning (as far I know all of them) and they are just so much nicer and cleaner. And also in Madrid the metro takes you to the airport! It was amazing to see that on a Tuesday night, at 1.30 am the metro was full, since people really live a night life. And also, Spanish people so much calmer, they do everything with more 'calma'. At the airport, there were so many Spanish waiting for the flight, but they were playing cards, drinking beer, having fun. And Madrid has no problems with the taxis. You should see how many taxis were waiting at Madrid aiport, and they do not want 80 euros to bring you to the city center, like in Milan. To me, Madrid wins over Milan. But I do not speak Spanish fluently, and I know so many people in Milan, so many friends. If I had only 3 friends in Madrid, I would have no doubts about seriously looking for a job in Madrid.
What concerns the weather, where both places in unbearable for the 'calor de perro'.

I was thinking, I would have the perfect life with the friends of Milan, with dutch salary, with the climate of Lisbon, with the price levels and smoke laws of Spain, with Italian language, with Spanish work conditions, and with Spanish girls ;-)

Conclusion

So, that was my week, of hardly catching any sleep, hardly eating, and traveling 7500 km (just calculated ;-) in a week time, in a total of 45 hours, did one exam, some job interviews, seeing friends, and decided to love Spain for what it is, but wanting to return to Milan for what it has given to me :-)

It is quite a long post, so I might just stop writing now :-)

Forza Italia!

Milan, I am coming!

Eccomi qui, Milano! Sto arrivando, non ti preoccupare che solo un paio di giorni e ci sono :-)
I just simply cannot wait, I am so excited about seeing all the friends there and feel again like at home. Although I really wonder how it will feel like.
Anyhow, the most important should be to do well on the job interview and get it, eventhough quite sure they want me to start with an internship.

Bytheway, the job test went quite well in Madrid (business analyst position, wow), seems like I passed it, I was called for the next step of the recruitment process, and I was told there are only 2 other candidates at this point!

Also, I got an email, an other company will call me to set a date for the job interview, for the position of 'junior international recruiter' which sounds so cool to me, not a boring a job, not with number, it is interacting with people, travelling, giving presantions abroad etc. I just have to persue them to pay my travel expenses for the interview, otherwise now it is impossible to for me to go there :-(

I got practicely only 1 day left to prepare for this stupid exam. I cannot believe that in December I was stupid enough to go to the exam still drunk! It is a high price (literaturely) that I have to pay now. And I am really nervous about it. I have been calling the prof for couple of days now to ask about the exam, but at this point I am not surprised anymore, he is never in. His secretary: 'Today he is not working', next day 'He is not in the office', next day 'yes, today he is working at home, the best is to send him an email' - for fuck sake, dutch professors are notorius for not asnwering the fucking emails (obviously they are quite busy with working in the office...)
So, quite nervious and do not even ask about how studying is going...

I am extremely content for the world cup, we are playing in the final agains France!!! (I really supported Portugal, but it is for the best they did not get through, i could not have been too happy in the final, no matter who wins...)
So we are in the final! The law of 12 years (Italy is in the final of every 12 years, seems like) applied! And what a semifinal was it!!! But again, the final is on Sunday and I have this really important exam on Monday...

It was so funny by the way, after the semifinal, that we beated Germany out, Andreas called me from Germany :-) Poor Andreas was really drunk and sad. Don't worry man, you made it to the semifinal, that is quite good! Eventhough I am sorry that you will lose for the 3rd place :-) Andreas, nicht vergessen, du must comen to visit me ;-)
Anyhow Andreas, just to make you feel better watch this one:

Bytheway, the local people here are so nice. Robert just called me to ask how studying for the exam is going! I really like people from here.

Anyhow, now I will start packing, as I have to bring quite many things back to Holland now, so later I would not pay for any extra weight that would kill me.
And of course, I should try to finish at least the account part tonight, eventhough I would love to see a movie now (strange, when I am supposed to study I would do anything to avoid studying ;-)