The First Entry in my Diary

My mind has been fostering the idea of keeping track of events taking place in my life for quite a time. I finally decided to turn this idea into life.

There has been several major reasons behind this decision. Firstly, it is a great tool for self-insights and learning from mistakes. Secondly, it's great way to let emotions out. Thirdly, so many people have been asking me to tell them about my life here, and I am really eager to share my experiences with all of them.

The decision of keeping my diary in English has been dictated by solely practical considerations - I would like to make it available to the widest audience possible.

Another pronciple I decided to stick to is keeping my records short. Otherwise, the whole idea of the diary would fail, since I would get too much into details and spend redundant of time geting my writings to perfection. Therefore, I limited my time for each record to 15 minutes (although now it took me more than 30 - I'll forgive it to me for the first time). It's all about time-management.

Finally, I strongly encourage all comments - positive as well as critical, so that I my intrinsic motivation for keeping the diary could be fueled by extrinsic one.

And now to the point itself.

Once and once again, I get surprised by Holland. One can hardly think of a better place to broaden one's mind rather than this weird little country, sandwiched between Germany, Belgium and the North Sea.

After an intensive day of studies, I went swimming today. But since it was my first time to do so on Tuesday, I went to a wrong swimming pool. After a exhaustive training I was amazed to find out that it was a swimming club for gays. I got acquainted with a man, a CEO and owner of a consultancy company, working all over Europe. After the training we talked with him a little, and I got some useful info about making business with CEE countries. I just went swimming this night! How unpredictable our life is, though...

Seemingly, nothing special in this today's experience. I just sometimes have a look back and get amazed about how life can change and where it can get us. I believe that it is crucially important not to forget who we were, not to lose our roots, and keep in mind the people who contributed to us becoming who we are today.