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The person known as Miroslav Farina was born on a New Years Eve in 1981 at a hospital in the beautiful town of Plovdiv, Bulgaria. He had a very happy childhood, supportive albeit a bit overbearing family that included not only his parents, but also a great-grand mother, a grandmother, an aunt and many relatives that all did their best to make his life a happy and carefree one. Miroslav never really knew true failure – he always excelled at all his studies, enjoyed the company of good friends, won whatever competitions he entered (which included math, writing and art ones) and even took programming classes with adults while he was in middle school. He was thought by all a promising young individual with great potential. Miro enjoyed traveling with his parents from an early age – wondering at the world from the safety of his father’s backpack, perched high above the bustling crowds of various countries in Europe. He visited his second home in Poland every year and had the opportunity to visit a number of other countries in Eastern and Western Europe. In 1994 he came to the USA and Canada for the first time and was rather satisfied with the experience (but shocked at the size of the Canadian mosquitoes). The young mister Farina was accepted in the most prestigious high school in his country – the famous English Language School of Plovdiv, which had even achieved somewhat of a cult status after being the setting for one of the most famous and controversial cult movies in the country. Alumni of the school included members of the government, the power elite in the country, and many successful professionals abroad. The schooling was not an easy one – the teachers were very demanding and strict and Miroslav struggled with the stress that such a competitive academic atmosphere created. He experienced a lot of stress-related ailments such as a sensitive stomach, sleep disorders ect. Towards the end of his education at the English Language School of Plovdiv he had learned how to cope with stress and had emerged a victorious valedictorian with an undeniably bright future and an ego to match his academic achievements. The next step in his life included getting a university education at an institution in the USA. After careful consideration and mostly due to the fact that he was granted a full-tuition presidential scholarship, Miroslav chose to attend Marywood University in Pennsylvania. His uncle, who lived in the USA, was also at that point in time located in the proximity of Miro’s new home away from home. Never much of a party goer, the young and studious mister Farina excelled once more and breezed through the 4 years needed to grant him a Bachelor’s degree. He found the business classes rather dry at the end of his studies and picked up a minor in graphic design, which he completed within another year. By that time, after having been spoiled by the apparent ease of the USA higher education system, he had become lazy and an avid procrastinator. Armed with such admirable qualities, he was unsuccessful at securing a highly-paying job of his liking after applying to maybe a whole 10 positions online. As a temporary remedy against his advanced stages of laziness (and his diminishing financial resources), he obtained a CIA (Counter Intelligence Agent) position with the GeekSquad at the local BestBuy. Being more qualified than his supervisors, he was appreciated and respected by the rest of the staff, which made his stay at BestBuy a rather pleasant and carefree one. Facing the expiration of his temporary permit and with no dream job on the horizon, Miro had one choice left – graduate school. The initial plan included the continuation of his business education by enrolling in an MBA program. However, as a desperate attempt to circumvent the dreaded GMAT, Miro put together a rather improvised portfolio, trying to pass himself as an artist. Surprisingly, the escapade proved successful, with Miro being accepted in a number of institutions for an MFA degree. Once again, his Alma Mater had the most generous offer and he returned to the uneventful town of Scranton, Pennsylvania for 3 more years of free education. Hesitant about his abilities in the field of graphic design, Miroslavdiligently soaked every tip, suggestion and piece of advice that his instructors exuded. Amazingly, he found a lot of his work to be on par with that of his classmates – a group of experienced and accomplished graphic designers, most of whom were teaching at the college level and/or had their own studio. At the same time, Miro noticed how lacking his work had been so far and decided to strive to become a better visual communicatior. To be continued… |