This article could be named "another victory agains female's evolution". But when I refer to female I refer only to my girl-mates, not all but a small amount of them . It doesn't means that I have something against them it is only their attitude who urged me to write these things. Five boys, my colleagues and my friends too, managed today to surprise all the audience and even the teacher through their amazing pieces of knowledge revealed through their notes. This fact managed to enhace the anger and the envy of some of my colleagues. What I cannot understand is their behavior. Why must they be angry of us?Because we managed to survive in a small comunity dominated by women? Or is the fact that nobody expected them to pass. I guess it's hard for them to accept the defeat. If I must say something about them I'd say >>You can be better than that<< .
Emy, the one with the white shirt and black tie, is our crazy kid, most funniest boy and always full of life. Mishu, the one with the cigarette in his mouth is "the master"(we know why). Alin, the one with the arm around my neck, always happy and funny, his favourite words: "esti naşpa". And the last but not the latter, Robert, our " godfather", the one who advises us and guides us through our first years of studency. With them by my side, we are the crazy lucky boiz.
Today, we were the romanians from the Plevna's battle, the americans from the World War II, the germans from the holocaust. And boys, do not forget, I was Carol I, Roosevelt and Hitler the same time.
