I was born in
Ljubljana, on Friday, 8th of October, 1976. It was peaceful, autumn morning
in Slovenia
and everyone seemed bit asleep. Except my father. He was nervous. Afterwards - he finally got, what he was waiting for. Me.
I never asked my mother who gave me the name I got today... Well, anyway... the baby got his name.
Ales they called him...
Little baby grow and grow with full speed and the time came when he had to go to school for first time. Ermmmm...But he didn't know the outer world, so he got lost. There - in the middle of that big, old building - he got lost. And don't forget. It was his first school day. He was walking around the building and a little tiny tear came to his red cheek. Then he came into the weird room, which he never find it later (although he searched it) and met a really nice man there. Nice man asked Ales if he had had something to repair. But little Ales cried even louder at this silly question. Nice man quickly understood v katerem grmu tici zajec. So he took Ales to the class where he belonged...
The years were passing and little Ales wasn't so little anymore. But he wasn't big either. That were the ages that were most un-understandable for him. He didn't really know what to do with himself. He was pretty good in school and parents were proud of him.
In the year 1991 he finished that school. But from the words of his friends he realized that he didn't really finish school. Well, he did. But he was supposed to pick another one. And this time - the school he was about to select would give him a profession. He didn't border himself much about this topic. He just picked one and enjoyed the holidays that year.
September the 1st came. Fortunately, he didn't get lost this time on this new school. Although the building was even bigger. Well, anyway... He met some new faces and make some new friendships. This time not with one of his female teachers. Well, at Uni then... ;) He is in 4th grade now and his English is still not very good as you can see. ;)
(Say it is good, by pressing here)
The years were still passing (surprisingly), and (no more little) Alexious left High School (or College, or how do you Americans say). He was still quite keen on computers, so there wasn't so much to think about neither this time. The decision was easy.
Faculty of Computer and Information Science.:)
Name: Ales (that 's' has a little roof rotated for 180 degrees above itself)
