My phone’s camera at its best. I still gotta go spring hunting… Too bad I need to buy new batteries to do that :c
The fact that, contrary to a popular belief, “iron” is pronounced not like /’aɪron/, but like /’aɪə(r)n/ continues to cause a stir among my students.
“But… On tv they always say /’aɪron mɛn/!”
Yeah. They also say /’polant/ instead of /’pʰoʊlənd/.
Yeah! I don’t keep calm, I need to complain XD
She does really complains a lot.
AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO POINT IT OUT sweetie.
She even complains about complaining.
Basically I am saying this: This is the best kind of love.
That’s the best survival strategy. ;>
That means I have the power over the poor Slovakian exchange student’s mind, mwhahaha! He’ll believe everything I tell him! Like, if he turns out to be really awful, I’ll just be like “Oh I have absolutely no idea why people say it’s a dangerous district, maybe they say it because you get so awe-inspired by its beauty at night you’re close to having a heart attack. Yeah, you should totally go for a walk there around midnight, and carry no weapons, because you’ll scare off the fairies, this part of the city is really MAGICAL! Oh, and don’t forget to take a huge sign that says LEGIA SUCKS, the locals will like it.”
This is so cool.
I just found out there are 9 cities in the US named Warsaw.
The truth is though that they were named AFTER the real primary Warsaw, which is the capital city of goddamn POLAND! XD
Apparently everybody wants to be cool. ;)
Illumination of the Old Town of Warsaw in 2012, my photos C: It all looks so much better when you are there, though.
I just started my Christmas-New Year break. I’m having whoooole 2 weeks off! It’s crazy! The classes start again on the 7 January 2013. I say it’s crazy because when I was at school (now I’m in college - or at a university - not sure if there’s any change in meaning) and the organization of the school year applied, we would come back to school on the 2nd or 3rd of January. I guess in the academic year they simply allow a couple of days for the legal post-New-Year’s-Eve hangover or something… Legal, because we all can legally drink now - we’re all at least 19 aaaand in this country you can drink when you turn 18. At school we were supposed not to party hard, so they assumed that 1 day is more than enough to recover from a crazy karaoke & orange juice night… Of course the expectation-reality clash was sometimes spectacular… But it’s an individual thing. I personally could never develop a hangover from a glass of champagne… Or a bottle of vodka… Nah, just kidding. I’m a good girl.
So. I’m overwhelmed by the immense amount of time off that awaits me… I have so many things to do that I don’t know where to start. Therefore I’ll start from writing some shit nobody will read. Well… maybe someone will. In the end, it’s all about the attitude, right? That’s what they say. Autosuggestion. If you keep disbelieving in yourself, you will subconsciously keep failing. So maybe I should be like, “all right, my dear followers, I know you can’t wait to find out what’s next, and you must know that what you’re going to read next will blow your mind, because I’m just such a genius!”.
I actually like the real frosty Polish winter. I much rather prefer it to the rainy, windy, grey and muddy Polish late autumn. However, there’s is this phrase “golden Polish autumn” and it’s also very true - the early Polish autumn is very beautiful. The leaves turn gold and fall to the ground creating a truly luxurious carpet, in which kids look for chestnuts and acorn which they will later join together with matches to make little humans, horses and dogs. The sun is shining, birds are singing, it’s warm and you can finally hang out in the sunshine without having to think about getting a funny tan or sunburn. Alas, nothing that’s good can last forever. This lasts only for about a month - from September to early October.
Later comes the embittered wicked witch Late Autumn - hunching, with warts all over her body and a mole on the top of her deformed nose. Her heart is rotten. Suffering of people makes her happy, so she covers the sky with clouds so it gets cold and dark. Cackling, she pours buckets of freezing water over the heads of poor mortals. She’s delighted when they have to wade in the dirty watery mud of November. She blows at passers-by with her sick breath so they catch illnesses like flu or at least a cold. It’s a truly hopeless season - you can’t even shelter yourself from the freezing rain, because the wind makes sure you still get it right in your face. It’s warmer than winter, but far less pleasant.
Then the temperature drops to 0 degrees Celsius and the snow falls. Children are delighted, as well as adults, at least until they realize they have to drive in this. But meanwhile, everybody is enjoying the first snowflakes, because they are just so cute. Snow slowly covering the moist ground at night is a very romantic scenery, believe me.
There’s still no sun during the day. The sky has the color of dirty milk. Have you ever seen dirty milk? Neither have I. But imagine that you pour a drop of black ink and some dust into a glass of milk - that’s how the sky looks all the time. It’s a very sad and actually annoying view. Everybody is irritated - because there’s the snow, it’s cold, you have to clean your windshield before driving, some dirty snow-mud lays on the pavements, it gets dark so fast… It’s often said that late autumn and winter are especially awful because you wake up at night and get home at night. But then it gets even colder - like -10 degrees Celsius (14 Fahrenheit) - and the dirty milk disappears (gets sucked?…), revealing blue sky, some happy clouds and, finally, the sun. When the temperature drops to some -15 degrees Celsius (5 F), there aren’t even any clouds - just the light blue sky and the white light bulb above. It gets bright as the snow deflects the sunshine. It sparkles. The frost bites your cheeks heartily, but everybody is so happy all of a sudden - there’s the crunching snow everywhere, but it’s not falling anymore; there’s no mud, it’s finally brighter and just nicer in general. Even the trees don’t look like they are dying slowly and waiting for the bad times to pass - now they look like they’re happily resting under the white duvet of snow, gaining strength to sprout again in spring.
That’s why I like it. It aggravates me when people complain about this weather. I mean, do you really enjoy this cold rain lashing against your face in November? Or dying of heat in July? You complain about everything anyway and that’s not good! There must be something that you like! Your life would be so much better if you started to appreciate things… At least some of them.
It certainly does, but only when there are no traffic jams.
The problem is… there always are some traffic jams.
I didn’t expect a traffic jam at 1 p.m. and it was a mistake.
im still so funny
lol, again? D:
Halloween is annoying. It’s not even a custom of this part of Europe, but kids and stupid teens want to celebrate it, because Americans do and it seems fun. But it’s just stupid and unnatural, trick and treating is impossible in the conditions of major Polish cities, like Warsaw. How do you want to go from doors to doors, let people who answer judge your outfit, when you are surrounded by blocks of flats and have to use the entryphone?
Fucking little beggars.
Whenever somebody says “i luv helloween so much & i’m gonna dress like a scurry witch”, I feel like pulling out my Old-Polish saber, yelling “KOŃCZ WAŚĆ, WSTYDU OSZCZĘDŹ!” and, well, making them look ACTUALLY scary…
I’m just so against artificial embedding alien customs, that’s all.