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Master of Donetsk National Technical University Fazulyanov Sergey
Master'09

Fazulyanov Sergey



Faculty: Computer Information Technologies and Automation (CITA)
Department: Automation and Telecommunications (AT)
Speciality: Telecommunication Systems and Networks (TCS)
Group: ÒCS-09m

The name of master's work:
"Research and development of methodology for prioritization in multiservice telecommunication networks"

Scientific adviser: Ph.D. Degtyarenko Ilya


General

The average mark during the study at the University is 4,92. I speak Russian and Ukrainian fluently. My level of English is good enough for technical literature reading and speaking quite easily. I have work experience in the sphere of telecommunications, in projecting and installation of local computer networks. I like to spend my free time in henealogy researching


Autobiography

So, let’s begin!

I think I should start not with my birth but with the event occurred much earlier, on 10 April 1932. This day in the family of Khasan and Magira Fazulyanovs, who came in search of a better life to Kommunarsk (Alchevsk, Lugansk region, today) from Tatarstan, a son was born. He was my grandfather Rim – the first representative of our family born in Ukraine. The date of his birthday, or rather number 10, became magic for our family.
In 55 years and 10 months the first-born grandson and the second ‘ten’ in Rim Khasanovich’s family was born in the maternity home of Snezhnoe. I was born on 10 February 1988. At that time nobody could suppose that there will be two more ‘tens’. In a year and eight months (wanting 20 minutes) – on 10 October 1989 – my brother Roman, ‘a square ten’, was born. And in five more months the only granddaughter and also a ‘ten’, my cousine Anastasia, was born on 10 March 1990. Probably, my thirst for different numbers observation began with an observation of such number puzzles. I have been observing numbers in my life and finding interesting similarities and consistent patterns since I was a child. For instance, the difference between the oldest and the youngest children in different generations was 7 years. Let alone number 10 ;) – this year my brother’s birthday will be on 10.10.10. However, it is all lyrical digression, so let us return to my biography. 
I was born at the frosty night of 10 February 1988 in a family of Donetsk Polytechnical Institute student Valeriy and initial class teacher Elena Fazulyanovs. The walls of an old ACS faculty hostel even were given the cold shivers by my father’s cheerful shout.

Childhood…

What did I look like in the childhood? Who knows. I do not remember it clearly now. I just know that I called myself ‘Lyolya’ and I loved pickled cucumbers and used to call them ‘goga’. My vocabulary contained inimitable words such as ‘shikablock’. That time was fast-moving and slow at the same time (it is the only thing I remember at that age). I also had a huge teddy-bear. He was bigger than me at that time, and I loved to gave demos of the Bear-Roman wrestling. As a result, the haed of the teddy-bear fell off, and I sewed it down at the age of reason. Today this teddy-bear is one of a few toys left from the childhood – the majority of toys were destroyed within minutes. 
The time passed by, and I had to pack my first backpack.

School

I was lucky about my school. In my personal opinion and in the eyes of many witnesses it was the best school in the town at that time. I went to Snezhnoe school ¹ 5 named after the aviator Eugeniy Zherdiy, the hero of the Soviet Union.

Primary school (1-3 forms)

Everything was a piece of cake, but it seemed to be an achievement to do sums with a star that actually did not differ much from usual exercises. I was rather ordinary pupil at the primary school, and that fact did not upset me at all. Everything was running its course, the boys shouted, fought, pulled girls' hair. Suddenly the last days of our childhood melted like a snow under the hot sun rays. It was time to go to the secondary school.

Secondary School 

Here we started our almost adult but still careless life. However, life seemed to be very difficult then, and every day looked like the most important day in our life. At 6th form different academic competitions began. I have been either the winner of municipal competitions and member of regional ones, or failed to take medal place. After all, I never managed to win the academic competition in Maths. The competition I remember the best is the school competition in the Russian Language. I wrote it better than anyone else purely by chance. For this win, our Russian teacher Ilyashevich Andrey gave me a two-volume book of Ivan Efremov, which is still kept at home on the bookshelf.

Nevertheless, the main subject was Mathematics. Only now I understand why and what for our bearded teacher Borisenko Vladimir explained us all those squiggle that cleared the way to the higher education. In 9th form a kind of change in my consciousness and understanding of the reality happened, and I graduated it as an excellent pupil and surprised not only my classmates but also my teachers who did not ordered the Certificate of Secondary Education with Honours for me. But I did not care about it, I knew what to aim at and strive for. 

Senior Pupils (10-11 forms) 

At 10th form my classmates and I took part in almost all possible academic competitions and contests, and that satisfied our teachers and us ourselves. A lot of medal places at municipal and regional academic competitions showed once again the high level of training given by the teachers of Snezhnoe school ¹ 5. 

September 1, 2004 we realized that it was the end. The end of our childhood and careless happiness, and the beginning of adult life with its problems and surprises, both pleasant and unpleasant. We had to begin our independent trip in the life ocean, but before that we had to lay down the guidelines and see where the wind blows. 

The first working experience as a machine-assembling fitter at Snezhnoe machine-building plant fastened in my mind an idea of entering the university. At 11th form I had chosen not only university, but also a major. I decided to enter DonNTU, former DPI, that my father graduated from in 1988 in major Automatics and Telemechanics. Even the faculty and the department were the same, though the Faculty of ACS (Automated Control Systems) became CITA (Computer Information Technologies and Automation), and the department of Automatics and Telemechanics (AT) replaced Telemechanics by Telecommunications. In 1997 the major Telecommunication Systems and Networks was opened at the Faculty of CITA, and I went there. 

From February till April 2005, while studying at 11th form, I passed three rating tests, according to the results of which I was recommended to be accepted for the budget form of education in Telecommunication Systems and Networks, CITA faculty. As a result, I made final examinations a formality, as I see it today, but at that time I prepared very seriously for each of them. Finally I got one of three gold medals among our school-leavers in 2005. We are said to be the first gold medalists within the last ten years, such strict requirements are specified by our school.

The following Masters of DonNTU finished my school in different years: Kruglyakova T. (ETF, 2003), Brovkina I. (MGF, 2006), Lopashchuk Y. (MechF, 2007), Prokhorova E. (MechF, 2007), Ignatkina I. (ETF, 2008), Borisenko L. (MGF, 2008), Khishchenko A. (TCS, FCITA, 2009). 

University 

On September 1, 2005 I entered DonNTU. But not for the first time – who do you think passed the rating tests? :) Frankly speaking, I remember nothing special on my first day at the university. Nothing but the labyrinth of the 3rd building, and the audiences numbered and placed in a mysterious order. Due to this, many students were late for their first double period. So, that was the beginning. 

Tiny Little Students (1-2 Years)

Only now, while looking at today’s senior pupils and first-year students, I understand that we were too young when we came to the university. But at that time we seemed to be so independent and grown-up to ourselves. Unfortunately, many students, and some of my groupmates among them, failed a test on independence. Who knows, maybe that is all to the good. 

The first year did not differ much from our school program. It was the same Maths, Physics etc. So, during the first year I did not manage to understand what we were studying here. A justifiable anger appeared at the end of the second year, as other majors were attending ‘Introduction to Speciality’, and we passed only general scientific subjects. 

As for me personally, it was simple and difficult at the same time. It was simple in the case of the goal, and o teas difficult in the case of perception of some moments connected with the ‘country-cousin syndrome’. I missed my quiet town so much, and I had a headache in this noisy megacity. However, a man can get used to whatever in the world, and so did I. 

Since the first day at the university I have been in the student politics. I was a trade-union organizer in my group till the 4th year, and I became a chairman of FCITA students’ self-administration. I also took part in the First-Year Student’s Debut as 5nizza’s Soldier (ironically, I have got a military service exemption certificate). 

Concerning studying, Higher Maths was the most difficult to me. I have been fighting a losing battle with mathematical wizard for three terms, and finally I won the fight. At last I finished 4th term with honours, and I got an enhanced stipend. 

Meanwhile, the time was going so quickly that we had hardly closed the eyes when we had to open them and go further. Day by day we were becoming more experienced and wise, and our goals were closer to us. The Equator of studying loomed on the horizon. 

This Is It! (3rd Year)

In the 2nd year they began to teach us some subjects which were in our opinion connected at least distantly with the major. The 3rd year showed us what is what. Everybody was afraid of Theory of Electrical Communication by professor Alexandr Vorontsov. I heard about him a long time ago, being almost a child, when my father and godfather were describing their student years. Alexandr Grigorievich was Candidate of Science in my father’s student years, and in my years he is Doctor of Science and just the same as I imagined him. But the devil is not as black as he is painted. I was much more afraid of the results of the first module test. I was afraid rather to bring shame on my birthplace in the eyes of the eminent countryman. My surname was almost at the end of the group list, and my face was as white as a sheet. I got ‘five’, and considering the situation in which my roommate Sergey and I were writing the paper, it was an amazing result. Our papers were the same, and professor Vorontsov put us close to each other. As a result, I got ‘five’ and Sergey got ‘four’. 

I can’t but mention that the example of professor Vorontsov who once came from Snezhnoe to study in DPI, is a very strong motivation for the students from province to pursue their ambitions. 

The 3rd year gave an answer to the question ‘Who are we?’ partially and also generated many new questions, one of which was concerned about employment. Thus, I became an employee of the Donetsk branch of LLC ‘Golden Telecom Ukraine’ in May 2008. One of my older brothers in arms, TCS graduate Sasha V., gave me push, for what I am grateful to him. In general, 3rd year dotted some ‘i’s but not all of them.

Almost Bachelors (4th Year)

4th year was perhaps crucial for reaching one of the goals set at school – to become a magistrand.

At the end of the 4th year we had to construct power supply units under the guidance of Sergey Konstantinov. This good-natured and strict man inspired respect by his integrity and that enthusiasm which he was talking about Telecommunication Systems Power Supply with. I should say that it was a pleasure to get ‘four’ from him. I can say for certain that he is a man of the right stamp and an excellent instructor, a man of principle, fair and intelligent.

The whole 4th year was full of contrasting feelings perfectly characterized by the phrases from ‘Caucasian Captive’ – ‘The car is an animal!’ and ‘God damn the day I sat at a steering wheel of this vacuum cleaner!’. It seemed to be clear who we will become after graduation, but at that time inner doubts came to the fore. Sometimes it was vague why we came here, and in a moment we were happy to be students of our faculty.

Meanwhile, the summer was coming, and a state professional examination too. It was very important, as the three years’ work could be down the drain. It is worth mentioning that in a few weeks after passing the exam I put on some weight, things worked out. In spite of the world and Ukrainian crisis, reduction of personnel at LLC ‘Golden Telecom Ukraine’ which I was selected for was only to my good. I had worked as a specialist on registration of cable networks lines one year and a month exactly.

So, the Bachelor’s program was finished, the diploma with honours gained, and one and a half year of Master's program before. Life was beautiful.

Mastership (5/1m Year)

Life today is also beautiful. We are freshmen again, though of the higher degree. We have 4 years of high school experience and clear understanding what we want to get from our life. I hope that ‘we’ unites all the masters of 2009 year. Straight in the sea we have changed the huge motorship of the Bachelor’s program to more elegant and fast yacht of the Mastership. Not all of us could find a place here but those who managed to jump on its board will not leave it until the finish whatever strong waves splash against the board. 

A half of the Master's program, qualifying paper writing and its defence is before us, and in the meantime out yacht follows the map course to the success.

Achievement of an objective is close, and I know it is not the last but the very first one among the endless series of goals that are or will be set in the future. Let’s see what great and little goals are established straight on the course of my personal cruiser. 

Plans for the Future 

They say, if you want to make the Lord laugh, tell him about your plans. Well, the Lord also needs to have sometimes a good laugh.

22 years 2-3 months

To finish Master’s site.

22 years 6 months  

To go to Haparanda (Sweden) for participation in Summer Course at Svefi Academy.

22 years 11 months  

To gain a Master of Telecommunications diploma.

23 years 

To celebrate birthday in the bosom of my family and friends.
To rest well. 

23 years 1 day 

To continue lifework set up in 1988 – to live. 

24 years

Expecting Euro-2012 to start up-to-date for that time business that will be pleasant to people and useful to me. 

Anywhere between 23 and 25 years  

To find a lodgement in Donetsk once and for all. 
To put my small business into big orbit. 

In the nearest 10 years 

To visit Tatarstan for exploration. 
To take out a drivers licence. 
To buy a car. 
To travel through lands from the Carpathians to Don. 

During the whole life 

To follow my favorite statement heard from my father: ‘You have to live your life in such a way that aimless years could not torment you’ © (N. Ostrovski)  

However, I will keep some plans to myself as anything can happen.

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