that don't impress me much

There are days in which students just do not want to cooperate. It gets pretty complicated when you teach a language and there is no way in hell the lesson can get along without saying a word. Unfortunatelly, every little prince/princess has these days from time to time, so usually one tries to be at least understanding and elicit any work at all. But hey, damn you kid, sometimes I have bad days too, ya' know?

I mean, damn it, from time to time even I am less a Wonder Woman* and more Just A Woman. Like the day fucking kid didn't want to cooperate at all. I woke up in a very bad mood. As 90% of my groupmates I am probably "a little lost" when it comes to my thesis. Also, that day I felt very homesick - yes, homesick. I am 23 yo, grown up woman, and still from time to time I feel homesick - though, on the other hand, maybe it's just my brain telling me "Hey, after all you are not THAT heartless bitch if you can feel anything at all. Take that." On the top of that my weekend plans got smashed by the wrecking ball, and there was no Miley Cyrus on that, but a bunch of books saying "Come and write with us, two projects for next week."

So all in was I was really like: fuck this, fuck that...

And then, you get the bus/sit in front of the radio console/idk open fucking teacher's books and you just adjust the mood from "I need a hug/spaceship and a pumpkin latte" to "Come on! Let's do this!" The wonders of humanity you say? NO. It's just fucking motivation shit. At the point when students just do not want to cooperate and you are all like "Damn it, I can't do it. Chirst, what the fuck am I doing anyway?", take a deep breath and a pause.

Just need take some time for oneself, go shopping [buy nothing], do some freaking exercise [like clean the whole fucking apartment]. make a freaking good tiramisu, invest in yourself, take an online writing course, take a long bath, make a quiche. Yes, motherfucking quiche and make it SO good that it's better than any food porn u've seen ever.

At precious moments like that I kinda understand how Hannibal could be such a well psychiatrist and cook as well - oh lord, there's only a few better ways of relaxation than putting your heart and hands in the kitchen (yes there's a pun of a certain nature intended). So let me just sit in front of TV, watch some stupid movie like Spaceballs and sink my lips and mind in a delicious hot pumpkin chocolate, because that's what I apparently need.


*It doesn't mean I think superheroes should be flawless, because if they were, would it make us believe in them? I guess not.

maybe it's three cups of coffee, maybe its maybelline

Lately I keep coming back home in 40 minutes. 40 fucking minutes of me left alone with a mindfuck. I know it's not any first time kind of experience, blame damn Cracovian streets, but sometimes I think too much and it is hard trying to shut up all the ideas in my head. As Winona Ryder said, "If it fucking existed I'd thought of that."

I don't wanna sound like some freaking drama queen, though, being stuck in the last bus I thought, gosh, maybe I am actually a lucky person. I mean, usually Lady Irony of Life do not touch me, rather pokes me but it's not like a slap in a face. Usually not. So, in between of one kid in a baby carriage crying and a mother trying to make him wearing a hat, I thought, "Yeah, maybe I could be wrong with my ideas, but how is that even possible when they represent what I experienced at the moment of presenting them?" I already got tired of getting angry,so I shall sum up the talk I had lately with a meme.

Another 40 minutes, somehow almost always decorated with crying babies in the background, I've spent on the thing that I guess most of my friends experience in the buses, that is thinking about stories. Maybe it's a little bit like this quote I've found on tumblr lately that the mind is addicted to telling stories. If that's the case mine should get a detox long ago.

Anyway, I got rly involved in this one particular project I am working on and~ well, let's say, the problem is not the way I imagine the ending but the way I cannot think of a continuation. Of course, my pinata brain gives me a bunch of possibilities for the themes and problems, but what with the main charas? Should I change their background or what? It's not like I cannot start writing without a cont in my mind but I wish it could cover at least one more story. (I have three covers, they deserve at least some text :P).

Food! Yes that's what gets somewhere in between all those storm of ideas. That's interesting, now when I think of it, I never thought about my charas' fav food - I mean it's not the most important thing, but, ha!

Lately I have a good flow in the kitchen. Food planning gets quite important when you don't have much time for cooking during the day :P. Therefore, from time to time, my minds is traveling over the kitchen. Sometimes I think it's the only place when you cannot allow your thoughts getting you mindfucked, because it's too easy to screw sth up then. So, when I already get to the kitchen, magic happens, hoho. Sadly, mostly the vegetarian magic, but I'm proud of my latest invention. Just look at this awesome pepper-pumpkin soup with tamagoyaki and a bread roll with shallot-garlic butter! Perfection obtained makes the mind find its ease.

i need coffee, now.

I found myself getting stressed when there is too little caffeine in my blood, you know. Initially I thought, well, maybe it's about studies/work/shithesis but, nah. I'm pretty sure the problem lies in lack of caffeine.Scientifically, the most caffeine one may find in tea, but even though I drink a sea of tea daily *IT RHYMES* I feel like I lack this one, very specific type of caffeine from coffee. Everything due to the intended detox caused by our coffee getting stale. I really need to buy a new pack soon.

Lately I read that when it comes to getting ideas, having a beer is actually much better than drinking coffee. What are the chances? Does it mean I should get some lager soon? I guess it does.

Anyway, at last I've challenged myself to write a sketch for a crime story. I am so proud of myself, there is everything I wanted to contain in a quite simple way. Now I need to divide the whole into chapters and start writing. I hope I will get myself in at least a few hours of pure writing weekly - my big goal is to find at least 7h a week - I know it's no good to keep writing that strict but I have a serious organization shit going on.

Yeah, yeah, one may ask, what the hell do I spend the day on when I have only two days of studies and working in the afternoon? Well, I still do the radio hosting, even though it goes on mornings it's rather engaging. Also homeworks need someone to check them etc. On the top of that I need time to get my hands into the shithesis (I really like this word) and sometimes I just want to get an hour or two to watch my TV show or play Bioshock Infinite. 

Btw, OMG I've seen the latest DLC trailer lately and it's AWESOME. Gosh, I adore this game so much, I've already miss it, even though I've still haven't finished the gameplay.

  I guess the truth is I'm gonna miss Booker's voice the most :P.

a very confused pinata

I'm kind of tired today, but, since I am writing this entry like forever, I'm just gonna write whatever I feel like. And I feel like I could make my writing more systematized, after all, everything I do now is mostly organizing. I mean it, I can't imagine my life now without a big binder with tone of calendar pages to write on. I remember finding all those 'printable organizing... stuff for teachers' quite funny before, but now I need to make a point - they are saving life.

Besides, who doesn't like free printables?

Yes, the joy of teaching came with September air. I  have to say, I find it quite entertaining. Even the use of some new methods is quite... enjoyable (I mean, please, never tired of Necronomicon-kinda teachers' books). Besides, it's nice to be busy with some work AT LAST. Therefore, so far, I've managed to get as many hours as possible, because, let's get it clear:

 I hope I could keep them also next month but everything depends on school :P.

Geez, school. I STILL haven't found a right theme for my thesis. Really. I mean, I still keep to the theory according to which a writer's head is like a pinata full of ideas - so all in all it's easy to say 'I have no idea what to write about,' but in the reality it's more like 'I have too many damn ideas and I don't know what to choose.' I hope for some light in this area, but the more articles I read around the topics I'm thinking about, the more lost I get. Isn't it silly how probably the worst thing about writing a thesis isn't doing the reading or writing but actually choosing the topic?

Somehow, it makes me very confused about what to do next. I mean, fine, I am here starting with my MBs Thesis but then what? I like learning, I want to learn more, especially now when I've finally found an area(s) at which I feel sure (it's not about European studies, jfyi). The thing is, I really need work and it would be best to find a regular position. Well if it would work fine I could go to some post-graduate school and learn the things I want anyway. Though, one of my big dreams, about which I know I am capable to obtain, is to get PhD, though, I don't want to get it in ESs (because of the areas of academic interests mentioned before). So, I am rly confused, because, together with organizing craze I cannot see what will happen like even next month and planning a lot ahead kills me. 

One would say, so just let it go, but I can't stop over analyzing. Damn.

I don't even say about hobbies. I really need to get more organized with writing. It's too addicting.

all you need

An inviting sound of wooden beams cracking under my feet and astonishing lights of the stars above me when I lay my tired head on a linden-smelling pillow may mean only one thing - I am finally home! On Monday I've finally got all my signs in the index book, so I could pack up and go home. Fuck yeah.

Now, it all sounds very poetic - even the linden, but the truth is there are still bills to pay, roommates to find, things to do etc. and the fuckin' linden imprecates an uncountable mass of bees and other little buzzing shit right in front of my room and inside. That means, during a day I practically do not have a room and in the evening I need to transform into a mosquito hunter.

Therefore, I began with implementing my holy mission of reading everything I want daily. Yesterday we've visited my auntie and I kind of got fused with lit. Just look at it.

books + ice coffee = otp

And I don't even mention all those ebooks I still keep on my hard drive :P. Also, the weather is just perfect. The only thing I need to do is finding a shady place like living room, sit and get sunk for a few hours. I feel like I've really needed it.

Of course, reading is not my only entertainment now. I've recently started playing some games. I especially liked Remember Me, because it's all about omg so much fancy technology and I don't even mind that it's quite linear. The plot is fine, gameplay is very intuitive, bosses are all badass and NeoParis looks interesting. Also, the OST - OMG, the soundtrack is simply amazing! All the tracks are so cool.

I've even bought myself a gaming pad, since I was getting crazy while trying to play Tomb Raider - at last, after a few days of playing AC I've fully learnt how to use it. Though, I have a feeling it misses some kind of a joystick or sth since it's not that easy to operate a camera without the mouse and, on addition to that, when you cannot make the camera automatic. (to my surprise, in AC there's no such option!)

I also started writing, right, though I find it hard to concentrate when there is always something to do around the house :P. I just keep telling myself to stop procrastinating and "Why do you care, you are not Shakespeare anyway so it won't hurt to write".

As for now: me-0 procrastination-1.   (even though I've almost finished writing my presentation for next week anime con: still, haven't finished=doesn't count)

blood on my name

My day today is one big deja-vu because I haven't slept enough last night. It makes my thinking and work very, very slow - I suppose the language will get hurt too, but whatever.

Last week I've had my last exam and I'm still sitting here waiting for the results. I hope I will get them soon so I can go home for some time. I do want to spend some summer home, I miss my family and cats and a room dark at night ;p. Also, I miss not having the last exam on my mind - it was very hard and extensive, a lots of material to cover etc. Basically, when I firstly saw the exam paper I was like:

But, oh the hell, I wrote... something, I left maybe 2 questions almost blank (out of 12) so I strongly hope it won't be a disaster. I am crossing my fingers to get all the signatures tomorrow so I can go home on weekend.

Which means that I am very close to my summer holidays - I will finally have time for reading all the books I've collected for last months, writing all the prose and playing all the games. I've already inaugurated my precious summer by reading Steinback's Tortilla Flat till 3AM some night lately. I have to say, I wouldn't think I may find a story about bunch of paisanos hungry for wine and fun that interesting, but I do. Though, it may be just Steinback's style. Me gusta. Also, I am just analyzing which games do I want to play and I've recently tried Spicyhorse's Akaneiro - I haven't been playing online games for some time but this one is pretty cool and not very complicated (additional points as for me being deja-vu-ed for the day constantly).

Also, I started rewriting my sketches for scenarios and fiction. I have to say, they looked much more organized in my head and on paper ;p. Though, Celtx is a software of Gods. It helps a lot while constructing a story and I am always pleased when I do not have to drown in 1000s of little notes, not being able to find them later (already happened yesterday - I have never been more interested in my notes than during those several minutes of trying to find my sketch), so all I do is just sit and concentrate. And create.

Also, last week I've watched Hannibal's finale episode and I need to write some *feels*. Of course, the most of what I think about the series has been probably said by my personal Will here but I also want to add that I am not only amazed by the story construction but also by the characters, also those who do not stand in the first line. I mean: let's take the murderers. Of course there is Hani, who is all from head to toes in his little psychopathic world and it's obvious he is a killer. Sometimes you just don't know if you are scared of him because he's planning a fancy dinner party with a lot of meat or you like him because of these scenes where he is a positive protagonist. But, apart from him there are also other murderers like the angels-maker or totem pole guy - I have to say with those two I almost felt bad about them and their story made me more sad than mad because of what they did. This is weird, since I watch a lot of crime series and I am mostly like "Oh yes, just chase down this motherfucker, he should get what he deserves, what an asshole". I never had this attitude with these two murderers. Even though I really hated Jacob Hobbs for his murders I also felt some weird kind of sympathy for him. This is the strangest aspect of this whole show too - the good and evil characters are not always perceived as they should be. It makes me think, it makes it hard to sleep at night later, but that's what makes this show oh so good.

Besides the sparkling dinners of course.

more than just a Hat with a plan

Since finals has still not ended this is how my life looks like: learn, write a project, learn, make a presentation, learn, die of the heat, learn, realize your notes are so full of shit, deers, do this:

Then as follow: learn, HannibalHannibalHannibal. Learn and maybe finally go to sleep, although you wish u spent your night at the balcony. 

Of course summer is cool - thanks Thor it's not raining or getting very cold at night so I can even catch some sun on my skin in the morning. Though, the same amount of nice weather makes our neighbors party animals, so every night one may either hear a very unclear bass tune or a very clear and noisy people talk. I don't want to say anything or sth, but it's very rude, especially for the uni students. Besides, it makes me hungry only in the evening, when it's a little less hot so I tend to make very late dinners and so go to sleep later.

Though, it makes me more creative and oh my, yesterday I made such a good salad with grapes and pasta with garlic I almost cried myself how an awesome cook I am ;p.

Also, this blog makes me hungry.

So far I am doing well with the finals, although the exams are kinda stressful, as always. Though, I'm proud of myself getting B on my EU Law exam - those were the hardest classes of the semester but the easiest exam ever (though, passing the classes was the biggest pain in the ass of the last few months). The weirdest thing is now passing the sociological methods classes - it's only 3 ECTS but it already makes me mad: we had to pass quizzes every week (I needed to write one again because the teacher thought I haven't written it), read plenty of hell'a difficult texts, write a FUCKING HARD exam containing 20 open questions AND make a project of a sociological study... which we still have to present today although it's already the exams time (it should have been done before so we get a pass for classes).

And here I am, I passed the sociology exam somehow. Also, it's time to choose MB's paper's supervisors, which again makes me think are those studies right for me.

I chose one name already only basing on what are this mister's academical interests. I have no idea who he is, is he a good supervisor, and, on the top of that, I have no idea whether the topic I am thinking about women organizations is fine.

Oh gosh, I need to finish the exams soon, I start over thinking and an amount of books to read is piling up on my desktop. I have Zadie Smith, King, Steinbeck and Harris waiting for me! Don't worry my precious ones I will be done soon. *hugs the PC and hisses heavily*

Am I getting crazy?

she's so high

The exams time is on which means that basically I am struggling a hard time fighting for every little pinch of concentration everyday. It was pain in the ass especially last week when the weather got shitty and I ended up staring at my books and loosing with the attention span, more or less like that:

At last, the weather got sunny & hot again, bringing some positive energy and together with magical power of   the incredible coffee I was able to kick some exams' asses. Though, there is still a week of those before me and I have to finish some projects, but I want to catch some fresh air now and take a deep breath.

Meanwhile, I went to the shop and bought myself an ice cream as a reward for the exam passed. I passed European culture thing after a  glamorous presentation about post-feminism, but I guess I would pass it anyway - I just like to show things and give talks about them LOL.~ Though, EU law exam  was simply the best. Firstly, I was sure I won't even pass the usual classes, because I had so very little points from quizzes, but it turned out I passed it so I was learning hard for the exam... which took around 20 minutes and contained 12 abc questions :P! And I've even scored 4 after all - it's better than my score from the classes O_O.

Weird, weird world.

Actually, I am rly suprised that my scores has been quite nice so far. 

Also, I can see the fate haven't slapped me in the face for a while, 'cause I've even got a job lately! Yes, at last, I became a sensei, fufu. After a whole year of sending CVs everywhere I went for two interviews in one of Cracovian Lg Schools and I got a job as an EFL Teacher! 

I still need to handle them some papers, I guess I will do it on Monday :P - and I hope I will start soon. I also hope that maybe I could find some summer job or intern here. Well, June has not ended yet, so I still send documents~. What else can I do, right?

Owh, yes, besides watching Hannibal (too bad it's finale is being aired next week :P I will miss it)

me & the devil

I remember that every time the summer exams time came I found myself being completely unable to adjust my clothing, shoes, concentration span and the amount of the water drank to the actual state of weather - I have to admit these days I am struggling probably the same problem, although, I cannot fit the weather because it is SO DAMN RAINY.

My shoes and hair are so wet every freaking time I need to leave the flat and go out it is slowly driving me mad. Everything began during the long weekend last week - I hoped for some nice sunny days and the only truly sunny day came when I was already setting off. Of course I love spending time at my parent's house, even though for the first time in my life I had a real trouble eating a dinner there, but I blame watching too much Hannibal.

This show is very weird - on one hand it is very creepy, because of the killers, psychopaths, and all of this,   but on the other it rather makes you feel sad because of the murderers, more than being angry at them. If you wonder how the heck is this possible you just need to  watch a few episodes. I couldn't believe this show's fandom can be so full of rainbows and gay unicorns at the same time watching a thriller series, but now I can proudly say it has the full right to claim all those rainbows... and the amount of inner jokes I make with myself probably got much higher than usual.

Also, Pućka made me watching "Arrow" series. It's really well made and engrossing. I like that it shows the development of the super-hero and the viewer is not just put in the position at which everything is already ready. Besides, the OST is brilliant and it fits the story so well. Although, it's not the main soundtrack that got stuck in my head - though I guess I can let go off this song because there is this fucking rain outside and it feels so British :P LOL.

Also, on the other shows I've watched recently I saw the Grey's Anatomy final episode of series 9 and I have to say... there is a huge gap between the previous finals and this one and it's sad because this final was probably the worst of them all. Nothing new, no mind breaking cliff hangers, old problems repeated again and again.

 The only thing I liked was that moment when Christina need to do a surgery on the heart but the lights went off and she had to listen to the heart beat to know what is going wrong with it. I love her chara but this thing was just awesome. Also, later when she was telling this to other characters I felt so envious of her. I mean, she was in that situation and at this very point she knew that this is the thing she wants to do in her life. I do envy her. I wish I had such a situation in my life - whether it was during hosting a show or a class. Too much concentration on this shitty little issue probably won't help me obtaining this, but I rly would love to experience such moment.

srsly I adore her

a qui la faute

Yesterday I found myself in one of the numerous situations when this pic became so relatable I could literally print it on my face. Ok, maybe not literally. Oh, you know what I mean.

We were waiting for our law lecture to start and some of my group was talking about well pretty much normal topics like getting married, organizing weddings, taking internships and buying stuff for their flats and so on. And then I had this great unspoken bound with one of my group mates and she asked me sth like "They are all speaking about this adult life. Are we in the right universe?" and I said "I don't know, I'm going to try out some mobile games today."

And she was like "And I am going to watch race cars."

I have no idea what is happening with this week but everything is so full of absurd. Starting with my sudden realization that even when you're taking Master's course your teachers will still behave like they are very hurt when something does not work their way. That is funny actually because I don't remember this being a problem during my BA course? Maybe I am thinking about it in brighter colors now, when I don't have to spend my all life in that school, but I guess it was not that bad when it comes to implementing own ideas. Idk.

At least it led me to relistening whole Le Roi Soleil playlist and I have to say it fits perfectly learning for law classes.

Oh yes I hear this one in my head when I learn for these classes.

Another absurd caught me yesterday morning when me and pućka realized that even when they ask you to come for an interview later they can tell you they won't accept you for the internship because you are too old. SHIZUS FUCKIN' CHRIST. Too old. For an internship. In the days when our biggest problem is that 20sths are not getting any jobs! I mean, people, srsly. Who is gonna pay for your retirement? Who is gonna pay for my retirement D:? And then they tell u some shit like it was better to apply for a job in This&That 6 years ago because they weren't so strict about the candidates. It is rly absurd.

And the last absurd, but probably not the least, since the week has not ended yet, is that I got an interview! Yup, yup. At last! After the whole year of sending CVs to each and every language school in this city. I am not much optimistic though about this one but: a) it won't hurt to try b) I rly would like to work as a lg teacher for some time and c) I have a new motto that everything must have some start line, so it'd be a waste not to try it out. Of course the first thing that came to my mind is that I need to take a look at my grammar first and rememeber some metodhology shit but I have almost a week to do so.

Actually, I developed some other motto too, that is actually borrowed from I guess Hemingway? Is that "Write drunk, edit sober". It actually works perfect lately, especially when yesterday we got this idea with pućka so that we write an erotic one-shot. Well, it's true we do write mostly parodies so it couldn't be serious but I rly like it. All those urban metaphors about having sex. Srsly. It's more cracovian than a pigeon eating a bagle.

I haven't given it a second reading yet though. But I will. Eventually.
Just not today.

doggie in the window

The Students' Days easy came easy went - weird enough, that's the first time I've actually had Students' Days during which I did not have to study. I mean, well, maybe I should and maybe I did, a little, but the point is: I did not have to. At all. Oh the joy of not taking English major.

I am amused by the fact that spring has not totally forgotten on how to spring. Say what you will, (yes, I actually use such fancy lexical items as "boohoohoo, say what you will, like a sir") nothing makes one more lazy and productive at the same time as good old sunny days, full of nice, warm sunlight. At least till around 11AM,  when the Sun indeed finds its way to our windows.

So what are the things you can do while having so much precious time and sunny days? Presumably, I would concern doing every single thing to avoid over thinking, like, attend a Museums' Night festival. We went to Archeology Museum, which was pretty cool, although they didn't change much in the exhibition since my middle school times or so :P. Then on our way to Manggha Museum we've spotted this gorgeous night view of the riverside (of course could not be captioned by my camera, but it still looks nice on this photo).

The Manggha Museum was really crowded and it was hard to enjoy the exhibition with all those people around but I'm happy of the possibility to actually get to this gallery, since the last time I've been to Manggha was when I was like.. idk, 5 yo? Anyway, we've also attended a panel concerning geisha's make up and dress - this was pretty fun. Though, at first there was so much people, but later we got some sits at the front so I could even record some movies. I have to say this whole make up thing must have been a torture for this  girl - it took so long and she couldn't even open here eyes - I am pretty sure I would mess it up completely if I was the one to sit there :P.

Which does not change the fact that I still would like to try a kimono someday (and a hanbok too~...).

Do you know this kind of reader's hangover? I mean the state when you finish a book and you suddenly do not know what to do with your life anymore? I feel the same thing after finishing Bioshock 2007. Idk, maybe I get too attached to the hero or the story (or the possibility of keeping telekinesis right in your left hand? That's also possible), but I really feel so empty after the final. The easiest thing to do now would probably be just sitting down and getting my hands on the second part of the game but I don't think it's a good idea, since the summer exams are slowly getting closer.

Oh summer exams, just the reminder of this phrase makes me feel goosebumps all over my body D:.

Sesja vintage i bezsenność

Gratuluje swojej psychice mechanizmów obronnych w formie braku snu - nie dziwię się, że w czasie poprzedniej sesji letniej nie spałam w ogóle, bo przy zasypianiu o 4:00 nad ranem, po uprzednim rzucaniu się z boku na bok przez pięć godzin minimum, przynajmniej daję radę zasnąć na chwilę, o tej porze latem jest już jasno. Nadeszła sesja, czyli tak zwany splot niekorzystnych wydarzeń.

No dobra, nowe kuchenne odkrycie, czyli nabe shabu, było akurat w miarę korzystne ;p

 Ledwo wróciłam na zajęcia, a los od razu mi trzasnął, tym razem zepsutym telefonem. Od tygodnia siedzi w naprawie, a ja dostałam telefon zastępczy na pocieszenie, dzięki czemu czuję się bardzo vintage. Dochodzę do wniosku, że nie najgorzej radziłam sobie bez telefonu, ale bez smartfona to już jak bez ręki - muszę być już poważnie uzależniona. Nie to, żebym miała coś przeciwko przepuszczaniu drobnych na bilety, zamiast je sobie wygodnie kupować przez odpowiednią aplikację, ale przyzwyczaiłam się do osobistego asystenta w formie mojego LG i chciałabym go już mieć z powrotem.

Wyjeżdżając z domu załapałam się na przetłumaczenie aplikacji dla W8 do czytania ebooków i w końcu w tym tygodniu aktualizowali polską wersję :D. Jestem mega dumna, chociaż przez tym programem jest jeszcze naprawdę dużo poprawek...

Ponieważ, tak jak wspominałam, jest sesja, naturalnie odczuwam ostatnio wielki pociąg do pracy twórczej, więc mam nadzieję, że uda mi się w najbliższym czasie usiąść do klawiatury i stworzyć jakieś opowiadanie. Mam na to wielką, wielką ochotę. Plus, i tak nie śpię, więc przynajmniej wykorzystam ten czas jakoś bardziej produktywnie ;p.

ekhu ekhu kliku kliku

Właściwie to trochę mi źle z tym, że tak sobie tylko siedzę i piszę sratatata o czymkolwiek, a nie artykuł dla WJ chociażby. Z drugiej strony, co mnie to, jestem chora, mogę pisać co chcę. I tak co trzy minuty biegam do łazienki wykaszleć sobie krtań.

Kaszel to już przyjemniejsza część chorowania - wczoraj spędziłam cały dzień bez głosu, a przy trzech godzinach ćwiczeń nie było to najprzyjemniejszym przeżyciem. Nadwyrężanie gardła było równie przyjemnym uczuciem co ścieranie na tarce pumeksu. W efekcie, przy każdej próbie wydania z siebie dźwięku brzmiałam raczej jak pisklę zaraz po wykluciu, więc raczej żałośnie. Ponadto, na pewno pisk przypominał bardzo zaspane pisklę, bo przez ból gardła musiałam sobie zrobić kwarantannę na kawę.

Akurat to, że nie mogę się na studiach obyć bez kawy nie jest niczym nowym.  Generalnie ciężko mi powiedzieć co mnie najbardziej zaskakuje na tym nowym kierunku. Z jednej strony cieszę się jak dziecko, że uczę się czegoś konkretnego (jakieś dziwne dziecko, że się cieszy z nauki); z drugiej, ciągle się zastanawiam, czy podjęłam dobrą decyzję - tylko, że to mnie też nie dziwi, bo to samo pytanie zadawałam sobie jeszcze przez cały trzeci rok licencjata :P. I tak to leci, równocześnie dziwie się i nie dziwię, że: jeszcze mnie nie wyrzucili z zajęć, albo, że uczelnia jest cholernie duża i że muszę biegać do różnych budynków na zajęcia, że mam więcej ludzi w grupie, że mam dni wolne w tygodniu... ta lista się nie kończy. W sumie, rośnie z każdą kolejną godziną zajęć.

Te dni wolne są najdziwniejsze, bo w końcu filologia nimi nie grzeszyła. Oczywiście, staram się w ich czasie nie opierdalać, tylko nadrabiać braki, sprzątać, no, teraz wybitnie się leczyć. Mam na oku Nanowrimo i myślę, że jak już mam trochę czasu, to mogłabym w tym roku spróbować napisać chociaż te 25,000 słów. Myślałam już nawet nad fabułą i formą i w ogóle omg~.

A teraz w pełni chwały powrócę do zwijania się na łóżku i kaszlenia w rytm umcumc dochodzącego zza ściany.~