Something to Follow (ePub)

way of enjoying life was pretty much looked for by my spirit in the books I've read, and many were those of fantasy and magic lands that offered me an escape from the unpleasant realities. I am, of course, talking about those places where anyone can forget about their demons haunting them because demons get defeated all the time! What can I say? It's magic!
I attended the classes of two public schools in this coquette little town and had the chance to study both sports at a high level for two years and further more for the pleasure of feeling alive while moving. I also studied music, arts and literature - perhaps not always at the standards I wished for to but it was a little more than just a nice try. All teachers had something of a professional in their ways of bringing out the best in everyone. All these things combined offered me a lot of inspiration and grounds for the understanding and knowledge to follow after all the quests and researches, the initiatives taken and the ways of studying, observing and expressing the Self, myself and other selves. Of course, learning never stops, research is always open to those who never quit and one way or another, things will keep going the right way - it's only a question of discovering what would really be the right thing for one. This is what I choose to believe.

Now, back to the beloved school issue - a favourite theme of mine - which was a place for me, back in the days, appearing to be a magical place where many interesting things about the world I was falling in love with were to be explored. Many were the fields that fascinated my imagination and I loved seeing later on the application in fields and domains of interest of every single thing we learned, the creativity of man kind amazing my mind as a child and inspiring me to become a better human, first, then find my way to accomplish a dream that is perhaps a little greater that I initially thought, still, a very possible one to make happen.
High-school was spent in a class of Philology at "Colegiul Alexandru Papiu Ilarian" the place where I had the exquisite pleasure of meeting and knowing Mrs. Jaqueline Oheix who was a kind supporter of the cultural events and drama shows of the French side of our side - the applied sciences of languages, philosophy, philology and history (where maths were always present_one just has to pick -up their inner glasses to see that - if things of the unwanted happen). I was lucky to have very good teachers there too.
Three years of college followed: English French Languages and Literature at the University of Petru Maior, in the same town, a place where I studied too little to my own shame as I was working full-time in a company where some of the most important teachings about life and businesses were taught. I was very lucky then too to have learned a lot of things and try to help myself get where I was planning to get: doing art my way. (?) Frank Sinatra would be proud of me, right now. :)
It is not the end of my journey, since I gave it one more try with another school but, this time I will call it off since it brought me only enough sadness: Sociology and Social Studies. I tried, I learned and I discovered that it was simply not for me, for us, those like me - too sensitive to take that, perhaps.
As I kept learning I developed though in the areas that are more convenient to me and my soul. Art can be learned from schools as well as it can be taught by nature and self-taught too. Reality will show that, in fact, those three work together for all the artists in the world; and not only for the artists but for what we call entrepreneurs too. It works for everyone who wants to do something and loves making that 'something inside' happen.