Week 1

So the first week of my study years comes to an end.

My fee hasn't been covered by the loan company, so I have to call them on Monday. Depending on whether they'll cover it or not, I might be forced to study in my home country... which is a fate I'm not looking forward to. As such, I am in so much stress that I can't even bother eating... At least the constant parties stop after this week. I've been to one Rave Party, and I must say: I hate parties, nothing in life will change that.

I've been a bit busy writing my Cyberian Lineage for the Month of Promethean contest, and I'm nearly done detailing my Pandoran. Sadly, the latest short story of my is on hiatus till the Month of the Promethean ends. Which is this Wednesday. I've been reading Allah 2.0 by Mieszko Zagańczyk (birthday present) as well as Language Instinct by Steven Pinker (for my course). That book is brilliant, normally I am not fond of reading books for classes, but this one is great. The explanation of how language is created by children living in communities using pidgin is brilliant. Not to mention how he describes the various instances of language oriented disorders and the superiority of unconscious use of language versus the concious learning of grammar rules. (For those of you who remember my constant ranting about the motion of education: I'm the Language Fiend, I love this stuff.)

I've been to town, I found a comic shop and they had more comics than my eyes have ever seen. All the titles I could come up with where there, and a shelf with rpgs... I'd like to buy the Hero System 5e Revised book, but I need money for my studies more. The same goes for that Darth Vader Transformer figure that I've been looking for while I stayed in Grimsby.

Been busy

These past two days were quite busy.

Yesterday I went to Książnica Podlaska to get my pay check. Of course the director had to invite me to his office, some other people came, we had a chit-chat, took 3 hours till I left. Then I went to school to say goodbye to the library ladies and to check what I need for my mother to get the Matura results for me when I won't be in the country. When I was heading home, I stopped by a friend. She told me there's going to be a meeting at a pub today. When we were done, I went home, bought the TF (Cybertron Downshift), stayed a bit and played with it while at home, and then I went to the party. Of course, the girl had to be there. After all she had said, and the fact that she just doesn't seem to care about what happened, I think I made a mistake. But I don't want to leave it like this. Thus I fight with myself each day...

Of course, while I was getting paid, I got an article to translate. Thus I spent all of today on it. I wanted to bring the translation today in, but the director's office was already closed. Oh well, I will have another day to search for mistakes and make adjustments. I also forgot to bring money to buy a ticket to get home so I had to walk home by foot. I don't mind having a one hour walk, I've done 6 hours in my life earlier, but the fact that I was alone and I had nothing to keep my attention caused an emotional overload...

Right now, I have absolutely no idea what to feel... and that's not helping a bit.

2nd Party

There was another party yesterday, this time at my classmate's house in another city. It was smaller than my party on Friday, only 10 people, but I had great fun. Although I destroyed one chair...

I also found out that I'm more stubborn than I have suspected, people wanted to know what happened yesterday after only I and she stayed after the party. They thought I'd say the details after a few beers... hehe...

I'm not a drinker, this was the first time I drank three beers in one day, although they were only 4%, it was an excess on my part...

Looks like there's going to be more parties before we start our studies, I hope she will be there this time... love is a complicated thing... I can't stop thinking about her...

In other news, my mum came back and she didn't notice that there was a 20 person party while she was away.

What a day

I have graduated high school, the only thing that remains is Matura (first exam: 4th May).

Of course, my parents are away in another country. Thus I made a party in my house yesterday. Seems like everyone was glad they came, we played cards, drank beer, talked, made jokes. People were signing my "graduate card". Although I was a bit sad that one girl didn't came. But then she came at nearly the end with vodka and stayed to help me clean the mess. We came to my room because she wanted to see my IELTS results, then we talked, I sat on my bed, she on the chair, then she sat on the bed too. We talked, she leaned over me, her head landed on my chest, we hugged, our first kiss, second, third... I walked her home after two hours, came back and looked at my graduation card. She wrote there "For my future husband"

Have I died and went to Heaven?