Gaming, fangirling & obsessing

By: V.

Hi guys,

So you probably don’t know, but gaming has always been a hobby of mine for the longest time. But I have always kept it kind of “oldschool” playing the old classics (Diablo 2, AoE, NFS etc.). So there is no point in calling myself a true gamer because I’m not- at least I don’t consider myself one. (I just wanted to get it out there.)

Anyways, recently I started playing Dota 2 and it was suggested to me by my friend that I should do a post on my Dota 2 experience as a newcomer. At first I didn’t want to, I thought that there wasn’t really much to say, but after giving it a consideration- there is actually a lot. So why not do it, right?

So let me begin.

The game was recommended to me by my friend and many of my classmates. I played a few times, trained with bots at first, but the reason I really got into the game was the “dota community” that was introduced to me (not personally of course). It all began with pro-team players and casters- and who would have ever thought that gamers could be that cute/hot/handsome/you name it… So I continued to watch them play and that really showed me what a great game dota is. You sure learn a lot just by watching. I quickly picked my favorite teams and casters, and stalked them for hours, not to mention my “fangirling”. (I felt creepy a lot, trust me. :D)

All that motivated me to play it more, so I started playing with people instead of bots and the first game was a complete fail…sigh. :D After another few games I learnt that everybody wants to report you, everybody blames the teammates for every lost game, no one ever listens to you, you die a lot and then some more, you get to be called noob a lot and there are so many leavers that will just disconnect from the game when things get rough. Not a very nice first experience, right? :D But I was fully expecting it to be so. After all- we all know those people throughout the internet as well.

Then last month I watched ESL One Frankfurt 2014 (it’s  ESL arranget tournament for dota 2). I literally spent the whole Saturday behind my laptop watching all the matches and messaging with D. on facebook about it. It was so fun. And being a total beginner to dota (and a girl) I always checked photos of every team's player and then cheered for my favorites. (Don't judge- I knew neither the strategies nor all the heroes yet :D.)

And so my obsession has begun. Even nowadays I’m watching The international tournament (big Dota 2 event where the best teams compete for the dota 2 championship) and I’ve been enjoying it so far (except for the fact, that my favorite team is losing so much). I’m still playing, learning to play better, trying out new heroes and stuff. Still long way to go to play decently...

Anyway, that is just my point of perspective as a newcomer.

Keep calm and stay obsessed.

A little sweat ain't never hurt nobody

By: V. & Z.

Hey guys,

so we went for our first summer holiday run today and we managed to run for about 15 minutes (but hey, it's something, right?). We used to run during school semester, but then exams happend and...ah, you know how it goes. :-/

Anyways, it was effin' hot! But (as queen B says) little sweat ain't never hurt nobody. 

After finnishing our run we did some (and by some we mean very little) work out (by Cassey Ho from blogilates- check it out! It is amazing). 

  "If you are still looking cute after, you haven't done it right." Well, we guess we've done it right. :)

Hopin' to keep it up!

Anyway, moral of the story is: no matter how lazy you get or how hot the weather gets you should always push yourself and keep doing what you have always enjoyed doing. Just be active!

The worst pick-up line?

By: M., V. & Z.
Hello fancy people,

we decided to fancy up our lives a bit yesterday and went to see an exhibition of old photos of our home town- Nitra. And because it's totally OUT to arrive on time (not really, just ironically) we hit the pub Zanzibar with our friend D. first. We discussed many topics. Not gonna lie, mostly Dota 2 as we are trying to learn to play and D. is almost pro player we dare to say. But apart from that we talked about our summer plans and reminiscent random stuff. 

Anyway, the exhibition turned out to be a flop. We managed to spend there 15 minutes at top. We were probably captured on some of the photos by their photographer (yep, we are pretty terrified to discover them). 

So let's see some photos taken by us. 

The outside part of the exhibition. The photos of Nitra were hanging on the fence and some places we couldn't recognize. 

 This is the whole building. We quite fancy it. Just...pure awesomeness, guys. Wish you would see it for yourselves in all its glory.

 Inside of the "gallery". M. is showing me some pretty interesting pieces. (You can also spot the reflection of D.)

 Yes, guys. There was food. It looked good but we were reluctant to have a bite 'cause of our awkwardness.

And M. Again. Not just her finger, though.

D. also met one of his old classmates (not a very close one) from high school. He was not pleased. Oh the ancient obligations for a small talk. Let us tell you- we had a pretty good laugh about it.

And then when the uncomfortable feeling of not fitting in was too much to bear we needed to come up with plan B. And quickly. 

Another pub it was.

This time- Čierna hora (Black mountain in translation). We ordered a glass of wine- it was a bit sour though. We had a pleasant time full of gossip, dota 2, music and being hipster-ish. 

 Proof of us having a good time.

Oh, and just as we were about to leave three strangers from the table across said: "Are you leaving already, Kelly family?"

Like...what?! On the outside we played it cool -_-, but on the inside:

Was it supposed to be a pick-up line or...? Should we be offended? What do you guys think?

Now, let us say goodbye, but first let us take a selfie :-D

Bye

The "Bob Dylan" experience

By: Z.

Hey guys,

it's probably for the best that the first post from me should be about Bob Dylan. 'Cause if there's only one thing you should definitely know about me, it's that I genuinely love Bob Dylan for his music.
So let's get started, shall we?

I left Nitra (my hometown) with the feeling of excitement the day before the concert. I took the bus to Bratislava (the capital) where I slept at my dorms and got packed for my trip to Košice (the place in the eastern Slovakia, where the concert took place). Even then I was fully prepared to love the concert no matter what.

My preparation for the concert

Day D: after short and restless night it was time to meet my brother and his GF at the train station and to catch our train. The sight of travelling for 5 hours nonstop was frightful but when my friend D. got on the train at the next stop in Trnava it got better. We kind of talked the way away. 

Me arriving at the Bratislava train station

At Košice, when we got of the train, the first sight was the Bob Dylan tour poster in front of the station. 

Then we went to dormitories at Košice, where we were supposed to spend the night after the concert. We checked in, unpacked and left to see the town. But first  my brothers.'s friend  U. had to take us to his favorite bar purely out of nostalgia. It was called "At Ďurko" and it was reaaaaaaally cheap. We ordered rum and although I did not intend to drink before the concert I did one shot (I'm not much of a drinker btw). 

After that, since it was my/our first time in Košice U. showed us around and we did some sightseeing (unfortunately for me, we stopped at like 5 more different bars).

We also stopped at some restaurant to have our dinner and then finally the highlight and the purpose of our trip approached. All of us arrived at the Steel Arena  and I was feeling excited as never. My heart was pounding from joy and expectations.

At eight pm the concert began.

For better understanding you should probably know that I dreamed of seeing Dylan live for more than seven years and never did I thought that it would actually happen. But it did and I loved it. You could probably say that it is not a very objective opinion since I was prepared to love it anyways but well... it is my opinion and this blog post is about my experience after all. 

The band was absolutely perfect and Bob sang surprisingly well for a 73-years old man. He played and he sang and he proved that he's still got it. Most of the songs were from his latest album Tempest (which I think is great) but he did Tangled up in blue, Blowing in the wind and All along the watchtower which are his old hits. The atmosphere was amazing despite the fact that the Steel Arena was only half-full and not sold out as I expected. I loved his rearrangement of Pay in blood and Forgetful heart, adored the opening with Things have changed and over all completely enjoyed the whole thing and for a second I thought I might even shed a tear of happiness.  

It was definitely one of the best things I ever experienced. And I don't think I can express it any better but at least I tried. 

(Sorry, I have no photos from the actual concert as I was fully concentrated on the performance so I did not take out my camera)

After that, we had a little "after party" at a beer pub but it did not last very long as we were tired as hell. So we returned to the dorms and I had a dreamless short night. 

The next day we took the train home at lunch-time and I left Košice with some of the best new memories. It is highly unlikely that I should see Dylan live again but at least I got to see him once. :-)   

Thanks for reading and feel free to leave your thoughts below.

Bye~