Andreea Babiuc

I never make promises to anyone but myself, though this time I was allowed to make use of this can of worms only if I didn’t look for the apple that’s on the other side of it. Easy choice to make since tonight I have only indulged in chocolate biscuits and special k red berries without milk on the way down from the pub after watching 500 days of summer at Cineworld. But this is a story for some other time.

This post was supposed to be about my internship and about the fact that there are only 2 full weeks left of it. And two weeks until I become Hall Senior in Wilson House. Two weeks until I have to move out and move in and make some changes in my life. Two weeks of hard work at the office, where we are still struggling to meet the deadline for the project we’re working on.

Meanwhile, we’ve launched the new website (http://euclidnetwork.eu) and I feel proud to be on the Staff list page and to be called Website Officer and Communications (instead of a common Intern title). We’re still constantly uploading most of the things and even though some of the website areas will only become available later on this month, I am pleased that our collaboration with Fatbeehive is going on well.

Just when I think that all is well when it ends well I realise nothing ever ends but it changes smoothly its state of being, remaining the same in its essence. Because I have not felt this summer to be an interrupt event, but more of a transition of what I should expect from my future…It clicked to me today when a friend asked me when I’d have some time to go over to see his new place. Shortly after I scanned through the next week’s mind agenda, I realised I’ve come to this point when I’m not able to see my friends straight away, whenever they need me, but I have to pre-schedule meetings with them, usually a week in advance.

How much planning is good planning when every decision leads to other 10 decisions? and so you get to book the whole month and feel so happy when you get to have a lazy day. Today was one of them. Thus I got to write this. And to listen to “If I were a boy” from Beyonce and think about my 500 days of summer and about the possibility of having this sort of interrupt in my life at the moment. It is just not possible. So then I have all the reasons to agree with Summer, mostly reasons like this and this, and in case the first one happens it would just take me a day to get over it and a friend’s arms to cry in for the night and to not be asked about my feelings. It’s not like I wouldn’t have things on my agenda to ocupy my mind with once the morning comes.

Software Club Committee meeting first thing Monday morning!

Time for some changes!

Nighty night!

In the mood for: Live - All over you (I can never find the right version online )

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