Strange Mood

I experienced a rather strange mood last nite. Things were like this; me and the boys had gotten together and hit um Lovarda, like most other wednesday nights. But once I got there I started to experience this strange mood that I have not felt for a long time or maybe never.

The best way to explain it is that I just didnt care ! To be more precise I seemed to be fed up with so many things in this country. Going out all the time and not meeting anyone who has anything to say. Hungarians are digging their own grave by not learning any other language than their own, which is basically useless anywhere else in the world. Often they claim to speak german which I have called them on a numerous occasions only to find out they cant speak that either, its just something to say instead of I dont speak any other language than my own. Once you find one that does speak a little english it just becomes a matter of exchanging information in a very primitive way. For example "what do you do?" or "Do you go to school here?" and so on, you get the picture.

And now im just fed up with it !!! it sucks and its no fun.....

So as explained above brought on the mood "I just dont care"

that is all I have to say about that....


róbert mar

Guests to Hungary

Is anyone expecting guests from Iceland...


I have a new ipod in iceland that I need to get over here a.s.a.p.

please let me know when they are comming so I can get it here as fast as possible, its a very small package and I will deliver it to whomever will take it...

thanks
róbert mar

Cant Sleep

I dont know what is wrong with me, but i can´t sleep. This has actually been happening to me lately. Even when im really tired i just tumble around in my bed like kid before christmas eve...

This is not the first time this is happening, then i get off thinking about something and just think it all the way to the end. Sometimes I seem to have solved the worlds problems right before I fall asleep.

Its not that im so excited to go to school 2mro, dont get me wrong, I do enjoy my school but not to the extent that I lose sleep over it.

Im back on a roll with my study plan which is a great feeling, I always feel so good when I stick to my study plan. It´s an amazingly simple way to make me feel really good and satisfied. Some times im just excited about learning new things but most of the time im just content with the fact I stuck to my plan.

This fact just underlines the fact how a simple life is a happy life... and basically I live that life.

Even though I have been reminding myself in these recent days how important it is to not get too comfortable in my safety bubble and make sure that im always seeking the best things. It can be hard to reach out but its they way I live a fulfilled life...

róbert mar

hope this little rambling will have some good use in curing this insomnia....

Weekend

Now this weekend is over and another week to begin, this the 7th one of this semester. This weekend was pretty good, just so glad to be over my sickness that was killing me last week.

Going back to the gym seemed to be just what I needed, it was rocket fuel to my system. Was even feeling so good that I went out friday night... not a bad time either. Did have one fucked up incident which involved this overgrown hungarian idiot who was on some rampage about his X girlfriend, who I happened to be dancing with.. He had buddies get all around me and was walking around with an empty ashtray getting ready to insert it into my skull. I was rather upset with these surrounding, really not my style to get into these confronatations. But this time I was like fuck it, im not getting bullied around. It is a special situation when you are a foreigner and it is not your home turf. Right when this shit was about to go downd, I do the quick look around to see what kind of back up I had, there was none. So I just stood there waiting for this jerk to make a move. I had spotted his two friends on each of my sholders but they were no immediate threat, I had to keep an eye on the ashtray, did not want to have to pluck those pieces out of my cranium up at the 2nd dept. of surgery. I guess it worked in some way, the guy wisely put his bar made weapon aside. I don´t know what got into me, I have been able to put my pride aside in these fucked up situations before, but this time I was like this is bullshit and dropped down to that level. I was going to make sure this guy would not forget but nothing happened.

But I was just so bothered by this event and had geared myslef up to doing some things I had definetly left in my past that soon after this I headed on home..,

I can´t stand this kind of behaviour, knowing in the back of my mind that this would not happen in iceland, or that is not without some serious damage... Im glad all ended without those actions though. I just have little patience for this idiocracy !!!

Saturday was spent tsjilled out, sauna, candlelight, good book and just enjoying being home alone, naked of course.

Sunday got some studying done and all is back on a roll. Went to 50´s for a nice little dinner with shake and zuby. Nice convesation, think the shake and I talked most of the time, but it was good..

Now a good week at school starting up, got thight plan to keep and a test on thursday ...


róbert mar

for the girls:
I like girls who smell good, realizing more and more how sensitive my nose is
I like girls who are confident
I like girls who ride
I like girls who dont have to wear make-up all of the time
I like girls who have sense of humour
I like girls who exercise

just so you can have some idea how to impress me.... hehhehhe

end of the week

This week pretty much sucked, since I have been sick 4 out of the 5 days this week. But good news is that today was my full day of school so far this week. Not a bad day to get back since it was the first day of surgery on living samples in BST.

I was really thrilled to have made it to this surgical class, being handed a scalpel and told to cut a 10cm long incision on a living subject. I didn´t have to be told twice and cut away. It is hard to imagine how hard or how much force should be applied when cutting a living specimen. But I was quick to find the right amount of pressure. Once open it was time to stop the bleeding from the capillaries and then to stich up the little thing. Very interesting and as of right now I could definetly see myslef persuing a surgical career in the future. I know the hours can be shit, but the feeling of control while in the operation theatre, all the best tools available and people to hand you things as you call for them, suits my style quite well.

Im going back to the gym today after a 5 day sickness break, the girls a the gym must be worried terribly since I am regular there ;)

I think "Glussi" will also be much delighted about my return to the gym, dont know how he has managed this week wihtout me...

This weekend should be pretty tsjilled, recovering from my sickness and all. But I am home alone for the weekend, so its going to be much of walking around naked, talking on the phone naked and watching t.v. naked and whatever else I might do naked... (sorry cant put in a visual, just have to use your imagination..)

So who wants to be my roomie for this weekend ??? takes anybody ???

My other roomies are snowboarding in Slovakia and dont get back until monday...


róbert mar

Recovering

I have been sick for the past few days, which really sucks. Have not been able to do much of anything. But this morning I was feeling a little bit better and hopefully a full recovery 2mro...

Funny how when you are sick, you have so much time to think about things. Like you are not feeling well enough to do anything worth while. Like I have not studied at all for the past 4 days, which is not too good especially since I have been on such a roll lately. This has put a nice dent in my study plans and I will have to work extra hard to get caught up again. That is going to happen, this weekend will be used to do that.

We often forget to be thankful about how good we have it when nothing is wrong, but once our health is taken away we start to think...

I really miss going to the gym, getting there just to sweat it out. Not to mention the discontent of my workout partner who has not been accepting this sickness of mine, but i promise to be back a.s.a.p !!!


róbert mar

Back in the OR

Yes, I have started assisting in surgeries at the Orthepedic Clinic again. I started doing this last year second semester and really enjoyed it. But last semester I did not have much time due to the research project I was working on, but since that has been put on hold I figured it was time to get back to the OR.

Im taking surgery at the moment at the 2nd dept of Surgery, their specialty is thoracic. Some students have been going there to watch surgeries, but not much action there. So I decided to get back to my old place, the doctors there are getting to know me and I will have a good chance of actually doing some interesting things.

The Basics Surgery Technique (BST) course im enrolled in at the moment is giving me some additional confidence where I can actually ask to do more in the real situation.

Today I was really impressed by the new technology they were using. To give a brief description, they are starting use a computer program that uses GPS technology to analyze the position of the leg before a total knee replacement and then guiding the surgical cuts and implants into the correct position. Two electrodes are implanted in the femur and tibia, then various points are mapped giving the program reference points to map out the structure of the bone.

Basically this equipment was propably designed by the army first, then innovated to prepare for robotic surgery. The robotic surgery has now been put on hold due to some calibration problems in clinical trial. Basically the idea was to have for example a doctor in USA doing a procedure in India... So high tech to say the least, which I was really impressed

check out more at stryker.com

róbert mar

80´s Party

Propably one of the most enjoyful parties of the year. It seems that everyone I have talked to had a great time last friday at the 80´s party at EGO. I would like to thank the FMSA for their contribution but the only thing they did was print a poster and call it 80´s. That´s it !

Well it seemed to be enought cause around one o´clock people just started rolling in the place in a jolly good mood. I cant say too much about the dressing 80´s cause it was not that many people. I vividly remember when I walked in the place at 12:30, right before the storm looking like this:



















And there were no people from schools and the hungarians were just not sure what to make of me, all headbanded out with sunglasses...

The preparty was really good too, Group 2 had a little gathering at Joakims place. We prepped for the pizzas and then some singstar with continuous drinking. Im really happy with our group at school and this did much to highten the spirit even more...
















here are some select pics from EGO´s 80´s party


check out the rest of the pictures here : "r.mar photo zone"

great nite all together from top to bottom and beginning to end


róbert mar

Group 2 Party tonite....

Yeah, its gonna be a good time tonite folks...

Im in a great mood, already hit school, gym and shower... its time to party..

now im off to Joakims place to prep for the pizzas...


lots of pictues comming in 2mro...


róbert mar

My Dad

Family is a funny thing, that is when you are born you are dealt a hand which is your family. Then forever after they keep on being your family. So you should learn to love them, live with them and appreciate their qualities and faults.

I feel I was dealt a good hand in this respect, my family is not big but its a lot of quality.

Today is my fathers 48th birthday and I would like to use this opportunity to thank him for being my dad. I would not trade him in for any other dad or model. Now as I grow older im starting to see better and better how much we are alike in many respects.

I was lucky enough to spend a month with him in the USA last august. He lives in Virginia Beach and I dont get to see him that often, so it was great to spend time with him. He really loves to work so of course on my vacation there I spent most of my time working with him everyday. Its nice to have a young dad, today he is 48 and later this year I will be 27, so the age gap is not as big as for many of my friends, just imgaine if I had a 6 year old son today...

Being that young of a parent must have been tough, but I feel he did a very good job at it. Just look at me now, seemed to have turned out just fine.

Just looking at some of the pictures I was putting in I was quickly reminded of how much fun wa had together, I mean how many guys can go out drinking, jetskiing, working and traveling with their dad´s ? Im a lucky guy to have a cool dad !!!

Dad, I hope you can come visit me soon over here in Hungary so I can show you around and how I live. Happy birthday and I love you.


your son,
róbert mar















p.s. it feels a little funny to write this in english, since we communicate solely in icelandic. And also going through the pictures, I sae some that are not appropriate for this site, that is just how cool my dad is....

r.mar

Revolution Day

Yeah, today was a Hungarian national holiday. Celebrating the revolution of 1846 I believe, but dont quote me on that one.

So to honor this day I did what every hungarian did back then, nothing. Yeah the revolution was very much a failure. So I just sat around and did little of nothing. Managed to take a look at the Microbiolgy notes for 2mro´s test but then came some more of nothing and sleeping on the couch.

I think last nites events might have something to do with it, I didnt get home until 5:30 in the morning, it was getting really bright outside. Which is one thing that really could be better in my bedroom is that its really bright in there too, no black out shades like I use in the summer in Iceland. Going from sitting at home around 11:30 debating if I should go, to comming home early in the morning, I just figured why to stay home with a holiday pending. The town was packed at all places. I tried genius for some time but you could not even change your mind without bumping into someone, it was ridicilous. The crowd was a little bit older, which means all those massive, bold headed men with the thick gold chains, that can be used to lock down bicycles, were comming out of everywhere. Then to EGO (persian new year celebration) short stop, back to Genius, attempted trip to El T (closed) and ended at Vigado...


no good pictuers this time, just way too packed for that...

r.mar

Upcomming Events

Some interesting events comming up this week in my life. That is first of all No School 2mro, an hungarian holiday. Then a Microbiolgy test on thursday afternoon.

Then preparations for the group party which is on Friday, starting 20:00 sharp, get there on time if you want some food. Joakim and I are going to be in the kitchen baking fresh pizzas ala Joakim. Everyone to bring drinks for themselves and anything else they might want to share with the group. Joakim and I will do the shopping and then just split the cost for each member as they show up, wont be much at all and his pizzas are no slack !!!

The deal is that there is going to be a 80´s school party later that nite so I want everyone at the group party to show up in their 80´s uniform.

There will be lots of pictures from this gig so stay tuned for those...

r.mar

p.s. No school 2mro, maybe I will go out and wet my whistle a little tonite... not a bad idea...

Another Sunday

Another week down and another sunday arrives. Incredible fact that 2mro is the beginning of the 5th week at school, time is going going gone before you know it.

This sunday started more refreshed than most others, Babycakes and I had a another squash session set up at malom park. We played yesterday also, for an hour and 1/2. Which was a little long but good. Since I have not played squash for a long while combined 5 times since i moved to Hungary. But with this like any sport it´s like riding a bike, just pick it up and go. I guess I can thank that to my childhood and teenage years of being a "jock", just an all you can eat on all sports. So there are not many have not tried and can not play...

But this lack of squash playing was definetly felt on my south side, just imagine playing squash for 1 1/2 hours, that is most of the time with your back bent about 90°. It gets a nice little ass work out, so four you girls worried about that HUMP give squash a chance and you can feel the difference. I know I can.

Maybe the nigerian party had something to do with it but I give credit to the squash. So if im looking all stinn, then you know whats up... heheh

I made an official call that spring was here, still a little cold but its getting here. I heard the little birds singing outside my window this morning. Their song only to be interuppted by the fucking rooster reciding in the neighbors yard. If birdflu gets here I hope he is the first one to go...

Im so looking forward to the warm weather, I think those 9 years in Florida just had too big of an influence on me, I like to wear filpflops, shorts and no shirt and still sweat...

Plus then its time for me to give my winter coat a trim, it seems that I have my dad´s muscular physique genes but along with that came uncontrollable hair growth too. It seems now i dont know where to to stop shaving, its all starting to connect. So I have to pull the Italian move and stop at the gold chain.

I might have to thow in a before and after picture to get the audiences opinion, if you like the idea comment ?

It seems to be an even split, according to my surveys, of girls who like chest hair and those who dont, feel free to admit your opinion in the comments window.

Until next time
r.mar

Black Lite Party

Last nite was an interesting experience and one of the great things about living abroad exposed to different cultures. One of my group mates Morenika was celebrating her 23 b-day and was hosting a party. The boys and I decide to make an appearance to check it out and hand out some b-day kisses..

As we roll in the party at around 11 o´clock, fashionably late as usual. The first thing I notice is that all the lights are turned off and only one big black lite in the living room. That was not my only finding there cause the living room floor was full of people dancing. The nigerians really know how work that dance.

As Joakim and I were the only two white guys in the party it was must that we step onto the floor to make some moves on the floor to everyones delight I must add.

"You are not bad for a white guy..." was commented at some point in the night. Which I admireably accepted as a complement and tried even harder to show off my stuff :)

here are the visuals















sandont n morenika b-day girl
















Tam n Afiff
















Buma n Shake on the side
















Mar @ Genius dance floor
















Joakim n Mar at Havana

you can also see more pics @ joakims new web page
http://helgidavid.net

r.mar

Lovarda last Wedneday

Yeah, Lovarda has turned into a sure thing on Wednesday nights. Not only is the place literally in my back yard, about a 5 min walk from my place. It has also grown in our hearts to be real good place to be in the mid week. Not to talk about how quickly this shortens the week, not that time doesn´t fly mach speed around here.

We convinced the "american" (kanin a.ka. elma) to come with us and I dont think she regretted that decision.

Another point I might want to emphasize for my international readers is that Lovarda is a big concert hall with tons of space, never get that too crowded feeling. With 2bars but the carrot here has to be that the 1/2 liter of Borsodi Beer is 220 HUF. Ill give another example, its you turn at the bar and you order 4 beers, throw the bartender a 1000 HUF bill and thatst that. Now that included a tip and my friends a thousand forints is 330 ISK or $5.50
Ill take that deal anyday, but there seems to be one downside to this. The beer is served in a plastic cup which takes me straight back to the college days of KEG parties. Now that initially promotes fast drinking getting back into that groove...

here are the pics...















O.C. roomies...
















Lugossy girls raven n strúna
















surveilance officer Sandont !
















kani, vaka n mar

now that is a wrap for this adventure

r.mar

p.s. I think elma is still kicking herself in the ass for not bringing her glasses, she couldn´t really focus on the male strippers who misteriously appeared soon after midnight.

Bouncing over that Hump...

Yeah things are starting to roll again.. Everytime I seem to take a good look inside at myself when something is bothering me, I start to get over that hump.

So I recommend to all to self-analyze or "sjálfskoðun" in icelandic when things are not going your way and hell even when things are going your way. Having a trusty friend to discuss with is also a great asset.

Because if you think about it, you talk to so many people all day and everyday but quite rarely do you actually talk about something that matters. I feel that I have been stamped arrogant, which quite possibly has some truth to it, but I just dont have time to talk about nothing...

Hungarian Women on the postive note:
I was at the gym, as always, looking around checking the scenery, as always, as I burned away unwanted calories on the new bicycle. I noticed a big upside to the Hungarian female population. I have this thing for skinny arms, and it is a common thing around here. I like it !!!
best of all was that I was able to make a direct comparison right there at the gym, as there were some foreigners also on the run around. They just couldn´t keep up with these extremely skinny arms.
On a biological/anatomical note, this might seem a little strange but true, is that women have a bigger angle at the elbow joint than men. Let me explain, as a man straightens his arm and forearm, hands at his side palms facing front, the angle between arm and forearm is 10-15°. Women on the other hand will posess an angle of +15°, hence a bigger break and less leverage for carriage which equals to = FEMININE

this has 2 key points:
1. I find that the more the angle the more feminine, hence more attractive. This is by far more obvious on a thin arm than a big one. Just seems to be another one of natures tools for the survival of the fittest, the womans fight for a mans attention... interesting..

2. Which might be more of a shocker, is this completely explains why flaming homosexuals walk they way they walk, with hands flairing and elbow joint flexed, just exactly imitating this feminine attribute they were not born with.

then there are other´s who dont know when enough is enough and face psychological problems about their self persona

that is just too much, somebody throw her a Bic Mac !!!

r.mar

p.s bikini´s found at victoriasecret.com these guys definetly have the hottest models in the business...

Gotta Get Over That Hump...

I dont know what the hell has been going wrong with me lately. But it seems all I want to do is eat, sleep, get up and eat and go back to sleep. What the hell is that...

Everything I do besides the two favored actions is applying subconscious force upon myself to do other things. For example, I only go to the classes that I am absoltuely forced to go to, sounds pretty bad for a becomming doctor, but lectures just dont suit my style. Not to comment on how lacking some of the lectures tend to be.. And even making it to these compulsory can be a walk to hell and ontop of all that most of them are as far away as humanly possible to my house..

I need to snap out of this little phase, so I started thinking why could I be behaving in this manner. Sure enought I came up with some ideas:

(in no particular order:)
1. i really have not accepted Hungary again after the Slovenia trip
2. i have been here for 3 years and am ready for a change of scenery
3. hungarian girls are no good, i have even given chances...
4. damn spring just wont get here, still freezing outside and snowing
5. tons of shit to do for school (as expected though)

well those are my 2 cents for now, but I wont hesitate to critisize anything else that comes to mind..

grumpy,
r.mar

A Friday Night

Yeah just another friday night in the beginning of the semester, what to do but go out. Since the pressure of tests is not here yet and I have been pretty good about studying. I was like why not.

Had been thinking earlier that day that a night at home would be pretty nice, after the gym I was feeling really lazy, but then the phone starts ringing and the boys on the other end...

So it was pretty much game time after that, started at Saxophone, then EGO and ended at Genius... Made it home safe and sound as always, but here is what you people really want to see and that is the pics. Ill be surpriesed if anyone actually reads this text...















the foxes collection of facial hair...
















sandont n da fox
















Maple was seen out to DYC´s delight, reminded of a solar eclipse...
















starting line up
















one at the end of the night...

these will propably be some of the last party pics for a while, a strenious row of tests is upcomming at the good ole med school. But its quite possible that I will find a way to have some fun along with my studies....


r.mar

Maple´s 24th

here are a select few... make note no pics of the b-day boy @ lovarda ... ssssssssssshhhhhh !!!

Hungarian Love...

Yes, it is know to be a common occurance here in this country that couples really like to show their affection for each other. At any public place like tram stops, restaurants, school and shopping centes you will find young couples wrapped in each others arms with their tongues tied.

But as I was suppoed to be studying in the library this week, not really doing too much, I started to people watch. A few tables away was a typical hungarian coulple. I would say rather normal, both receiving a combined 8, that is out of 20 possible for looks. There they were listening to one set of head phones, that is she had the left earpiece and the guy with the right. Im guessing that some of the books layed out on the tabel were actually school books but no promise there. The guy with a bad hair cut from many months ago and the girl with some sappy pony tail with an gargantuan home made scrunchy to keep it in place. No designer were to be noticed just the clothes to keep them from catching a cold. Sitting all buddied up... The guy pulls out a chocolate bar and they take turns taking miniscule bites as they smile at each other after each bite.

Then once the chocolate was done with the girl leans in to clean his teeth with her tongue... or to make sure that he has swallowed all of his 3 bites of chocolate and he in return does the same..

I was just sitting there thinking what the hell are these folks doing, get a room people. I know that I should have been minding my own business and reading my books.

But what the hell is that.... ??? Tongue wars and sharing a chocolate bar in the library...

I was like get real !!!

But at the same time asked myself if this might be some form of love. Voted against that and stuck with my initial prejudgist analyziz of pathetic.... heheheh

r.mar