My life in Denmark and the people I knew

Well, this is going to be my first post in english, since I'm writting it because of a petition of the one person that I missed more, so if you (specially JotaA) find a mistake in my grammar, just shut up and send me private e-mail, don't post it!

Well, my life in Denmark was marked by two things, I guess, one is the lovely people I met there, and two, the missing of someone special. Well, about the first part is the reason that I'm making this post, specially because my dear friend Nemoh!

It's strange how you can find friends in places so far away, while in the place you move, you can't sometimes. Maybe it's because I'm not very social, or maybe it's because that kind of stuff works that way, but it's really weird that two people that now I really care live in another continent. It gives you an idea about how small is the world.

And there also a lot of people that I missed from there, all my container-mates, Julie, Alvisse, Ali, Dario, Jawad (or something like that), Ravi, Costas, and ... ups I forgot the name of the pakistanian guy. And also the people I worked with, Alessandro, Marta, Roberto, Lara, Tania, and all the others.

All of them were nice to meet, and I really hope to meet them again, but now the future is becoming blurry. Anyway, I always have thougth that things works in a way that is impossible to predict. Maybe it's probability's fault (God's Debris, nice read).

Well, I would like to write more, but time is pressing me, crap! I hate to be stressed. I just want vacation and a ticket to go back for a couple of weeks.