Thursday, 23 February 2006

Email problems

I hate life, here I am, sending my application for the exam that I have to take for the uni, I write down my email address so that they can contact me... and today, I can't connect to the server to look at my emails... I so hate life...

Wednesday, 22 February 2006

Time Travel

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A poltergeist sent back in time to change the course of history forever

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Thursday, 16 February 2006

The Language Fiend

I had a German lesson at school on Wednesday, but the regular teacher was replaced by "practitioners". I'm not sure if you do that in your countries, but here it's part of your university examination to have a lesson in a school if your course is the same as a subject taught in schools (German, Polish, Math, English, Biology, etc).

And so, the lesson was quite interesting. We got a text to read and after she asked us if we understand it, I was the only one nodding

Then we got a Right/Wrong Listening Practise, and I pointed to her that "I don't think it's the tape for this exercise." on which she said "Of course it is." but after a minute she declares "Sorry, wrong tape.", one of my school buddies replied "But I've already started." We had a great laugh... then I corrected some spelling mistakes she did and pointed to her that I don't think the answer she gave us is correct, so she promised to check it at home.

Today she declared the whole class that there was a mistake in the book and I was right.

Unfortunately, I'm still not done with my Valentine's Day depression...

Monday, 13 February 2006

I want your liver, Gates!

So, it's the second time Windows resets itself... I had to search for my webcomics again, and download some torrents that were on my desktop, I also have to download the documents I need for IELTS.

The universities contacted me and said I my application is not completed, turns out, the section I bitched about was all right. I understood it as all exams I have taken, but it was also for examination I will take. They said I need IELTS 6.5... well 6 is "Has generally effective command of the language despite some inaccuracies, inappropriacies and misunderstandings. Can use and understand fairly complex language, particularly in familiar situations." The max is 9, so I'll have something about a 10 ]:P

School starts today... and I so don't want to go. Mum asked me to wait for her at school because she must go on a parent meeting, a mandatory thing for parents of last year students.

The good thing is, I played some VTES with Deoq, which was awesome. Although I lost... me has weak cards and he used his ultra powerful deck... but I got my revenge with Yu-Gi-Oh, Despair of the Dark is a card that well reflects my personality ];)

I'll better go and watch some of my new Yu-Gi-Oh cartoons. I've seen 3 JLU cartoons during the weekend, and I must tell you, Flash is awesome!!!

Wednesday, 8 February 2006

I have returned from the depths of nothingness

I loved it in England. I played Yu-Gi-Oh more than I ever got the chance to, I stroke kitties, I've seen English films on an English TV in an English home with an English family (God exists!!!), I got RPG books!, more cards! (VTES seems fun as I read the instruction, too bad I have no one to play it with).

I think I have never drank so much tea... how I love it...

So, after the few days I spent corrupting 7th's family I went to my dad. I had a lot of work there. I had to talk with his boss and help in finding a house for his friend (the agency said they can't help him because he needs to live at least 3 years in England and he needs to know English otherwise he won't be able to sign all the needed documents). During the time I was bored I read some Werewolf: the Forsaken, that book is really good, it has a much more predatory feel to it than the Apocalypse. Of course I also bought myself some LEGO!!!

Unfortunately everything that's good has to end... and fast. I got to the airport in London at 9am, and of course they cancelled the flight at 10am because of the fog. I'm not sure, but from what I know fogs don't appear in 5 minutes... they couldn't see that the fog won't allow the plane to take off sooner?
When the guy from the LOT Airlines came to explain the situation everybody started screaming.
The English passengers: "This is London! Speak in English!"
The Polish passengers: "These are Polish Airlines!" (of course, none of them knew English )
My next flight was at 6pm... airports are so boring... but that's not the end. The flight at 6pm got delayed to 9pm... so I was in Warsaw at 11pm. The problem is, I don't live in Warsaw. I was back home at 3am.
The worst part is, my mum was waiting at the airport in Warsaw with my aunt and uncle the whole time...

Before I forget, I had a strange conversation in an English Pub.
Dad: "Krzyś, go and buy us some beer."
Me (to bar-tender): "Two Polish beers please." (It was me, dad and his friend)
Bar-Tender: "ID please." (I give him my ID card, he looks at it as if he has never seen one) "I need your passport."
Me (polish): "Dad! They want my passport but I left it in the house."
Dad (polish): "Tell them I want to buy two beers."
Me: "This man would like to buy two beers."
Bar-tender: "I need your passport first."
Me: "But I don't want to buy beer, he wants."
Bar-tender: "We are not going to serve anyone until you leave the building."
Me: "Okay, I'll leave the building, but first I need to tell you what my dad wants because he doesn't speak English."
Bar-tender: "We are not going to serve anyone until you leave the building."
Me: "I'm going to leave the building, then you will sell him (I point at dad) two Polish beer, got it?"
2nd Bar-Tender: "Excuse me, but it's not that hard to understand, no beer till you leave." (I hate it when English don't understand English... last time I was that mad, I beat up two muggers... so I left quickly before I could do some harm to someone)
Of course, the bar-tenders ignored my dad and his friend the whole time... and they even checked the building if I have really left... God help them if they ever come to me for any kind of help...

Back to my trip: I got home, and I see my primary hard drive dead... so I'm left with absolutely no programs, I lost all my sheets I worked so hard on, all my translations, all my stories, all my poems, and the whole of my oral exam... I hate life...