In the land of my origin...

Saturday was awful, I had missed the plane because of a cancelled train. Luckily Seven's hubby agreed to get me from the airport otherwise I would have been forced to sleep on the street as I did not have enough money for 2 train tickets to get back and forth to the airport the next day, when I rebooked my flight.

God bless those infidels.

I noticed I suffer serious linguistic geekery symptoms... I just can't stop talking about consonants and vowels... which is surprising considering the fact I was never into phonetics before.

I stayed up till late at night talking to my sister, she isn't telling but I noticed how much she missed me... she was never that talkative with me. And she actually talked, not just made stupid jokes that drove me crazy...

The next day, yesterday in other words, I went to my old high-school to say hello to my teachers. I noticed I still hate some of them with a passion, but most are okay, I'm going there today again because my English teachers weren't present. I hope to catch them this time around.

After that, I went to town to meet up with Vegael, and God, how we missed each other. We just talked and wandered for hours upon hours until it was just too late to be healthy. I'm glad he liked the stuff I brought him from England.

It's funny how everyone says how much people tell me I got it easy with my lectures since I got so few of them, but I really don't fell like I have. I spend most of my time in front of books anyway, and now I need to get to work over my studies but first I need to meet up with some people. I owe them that much for not giving a sign of life for a few months.

On a side note, the rumours of my demise were highly exaggerated...

Why do we fall?

On the way to classes, I sometimes get the chance to talk to the minibus driver. Last time he asked me what are my long term plans after I graduate, so I told him, and he was astonished that I already know exactly where I want to go with my life. He said that when he asks other students they say they don't know yet. He also told me I'm going to be glad I put a lot of my time into my studies. But as I see it, I'm just wasting my time... others go on parties, meet people, date people... I in the meantime just sit in my room with course books on my lap. Maybe I will get decent grades and a decent job... but that's not really what I want... those are just the means to the goal I strive for.

Unfortunately, since I had my first kiss, I don't know if I still want that. I'm not sure why, but I always thought a kiss would be something more than a pleasure... I thought a kiss is a symbol, of caring, of unity, of passion, of love... but the moment we stopped, it was as if the kiss never happened. It just doesn't feel right...

Heh, recently I came to the conclusion I might as well never loved anyone. I never even wanted to be with her, rather, I wanted her to want to be with me and be happy. And now that I hear she is happy with someone else, I don't feel any regret, any anger, nothing. But this is not how people my age should feel. I don't understand why do I have to be so different, why parties annoy me, why do I like reading academic books, why do I go on every single lecture, why do I try to get some sleep on Friday rather than go out clubbing...

I always liked being different, and I lived in hopes of finding someone with whom I could spend my life with, whom I could make happy... but since that day I had that first kiss, this hope was shattered. How can I love someone if I never experienced love? How can I make someone happy if I never am happy myself?

DragonMeet 2006

This Saturday was a blast. I woke up at 7am and still managed to arrive late to meet Deoq, Insane Prophet and Revamp. But they didn't kill me... so we went off to the convention.

It was so awesome! I never had this much fun in my entire life. Roleplaying games, board games, swords, jewellery, card games EVERYWHERE!!! and I mean EVERYWHERE!!! We found some World of Darkness stuff and of course we bought this and that, Deoq got himself Secrets of the Black Hand and Sons of Ether... probably just because they had a weird theory on Arcadia. He also got himself some cards together with Insane Prophet... I can't believe someone can be that enthusiastic. Meanwhile, Revamp got himself Mummy (I think) and I got me Lancea Sanctum and Requiem Storyteller's Screen... to the disgust of the others, so all was well. We played a turn on the World of Warcraft board game, even that was fun!!!

(I still can't believe how much fun I had... it feels like a miracle happened)

Of course, no roleplaying convention is done without roleplaying. So we went to join in a World of Darkness game. It was fun to hear the English attempting to pronounce my name, I think Revamp got it right at one point though.

So, the game. I know there were four vampires, including Deoq. Two changelings, including Revamp. A garou (me!), and a mortal madman homeless guy calling himself Colonel (that guy was awesome). We find ourselves in a restaurant, we don't know each other and suddenly a girl starts screaming at her boyfriend that he has horns and stuff. She runs away onto the street while my character ignores them, eating his salad, the vampires who were outside try to figure out what's happening with the lady who ran into a homeless bum who started calling her a reptile alien. More chaos erupts as a guy goes a floor higher and tries to fly, Satyr Revamp dashes to the rescue and holds the guy tight. At the same time, the vampires enter with the girl and the guy and find another girl with cut wrists in the toilet. The lady screams at her boyfriend that he has horns and is hairy and stuff, so my character goes over to the guy and says that he should leave her alone, he secretly checks if the guy is more than meets the eye. The guy seemed normal so my character is clueless. Finally the vampires discover all the people who went crazy ate ice-cream. They make an experiment, give some ice-cream to the Satyr... so Revamp's character started seeing girls everywhere... I don't remember at what point, but one vampire drunk Revamp's blood and became enchanted. Then the ambulance arrives, the Colonel starts shooting artillery (ice-cream) on the medics. Next thing we hear police sirens, we decide to make a retreat, I noticed the bar-keeper sneaking away with some box and dash after him.

We all meet in a park... Revamp went boinky on Deoq's character and he bit him... my character saw the vampire fangs, so a moment later there was an albino werewolf jumping at the vampire. (I loved the look on Deoq's face.) Of course, Revamp's Satyr, seeing a hairy lady jump on a goth chick and make out, wanted a piece of the action. I made a comment about biting his testicles off if he succeeds, but the dice said he landed on the Colonel who was charging at the enemy (me!). Unfortunately, Deoq got away while his buddy used Dominate on me to run away.

Some time later I regain my senses, and return to the park only to see the gang heading to china town... so I stalk Deoq!!! They got to some ice-cream storage place and heard a lady inside screaming at the workers with her gun in the air. As they bickered among themselves as to what to do, the Colonel entered the "weaponry depot" while I used the chance to sneak in and hide. I found some note on the water supply facility, the Colonel in the meantime got a word exchange with the lady. He said his troops were waiting outside, she pointed a gun at him and told him to get into the corner, so he shot her with her fingers, while she shot him for real. The guys threw him outside where he got ghouled by a vampire. Then they tried to make a distraction by throwing some thingy inside, and it landed right in front of me, so my hiding place was in jeopardy!!! I used the shiny thing to shift into the Penumbra while the note was found by the workers and read aloud. Soon the V-Team was inside and making some killin'... I know Deoq got to interrogate the lady while obviously breaching the masquerade. They learned someone stole the "happy pills that make everyone happy". I know that the vampire detective took the shiny thing I used earlier because he saw me and thought this thingy was magical (TREMERE!!!). Then they went towards the facility.

While in the spirit world I saw a brown trail going from where I was to somewhere, so I shifted into a wolf and went straight through it, making sure the angry spirits that fed on the chaos on the material side of things didn't see me. So I reach a water supply facility, and the trail ends... but not before I notice GHOSTS!!! I shift back to the material and there's a guy with some box going over the water... Being the noble werewolf I was, I jumped at him to stop his mischievous plan... but water shot from one of the pipes as I was in the air, I made another try and got the box out of his reach. So he used some telekinesis to punch me out... and then, the worst nightmare imaginable happens. Two ghosts materialize in the guise of Catholic School Kids. I make a war howl and go wild on all three, but quickly notice it would be better to take one at a time since the kids' arms turned into blades. They slashed my stomach open and I didn't feel a thing . Meanwhile, the V-Team arrives and the mysterious dude throws something at them, but he missed them and hit some machine which got red hot and was about to blow. Running on time, the V-Team killed the guy while I took care of his goons, although the Colonel was clueless as to "why the enemy is fighting among themselves" we managed to save the day. We all ran in separate directions (after the Tremere looted the guy) as the facility blew up!

At the end, no one knew what happened to the werewolf, although I made a pose and said "I'll be back." to Deoq... they seemed to like it. Everything was wrapped up by the storyteller saying there were a few incidents later on with people acting weird but nothing major happened.

Then we headed back on the station, said goodbye, and I was back home at 10pm.

I am so looking forward to next year... thanks for all the fun I had guy ]:)

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The Irony that is Life

I got a letter that among many other things, said I am an old fart.

And I must say, it's true.

I don't like the company of my age group, and I don't like anything they consider fun. Dancing, smoking, drinking, listening to music late in the evening, going to parties... it all bores me... it's true that people my age don't like me for this fact...

The letter also said I will never get a girl if I won't go "public"... but the truth is, I am not interested in girls who like parties, since I wouldn't be able to get along with such a person... and I'm even less interested in a relationship that won't last a lifetime. I know some of you think it's foolish and I need to experiment, but that is not me.

Months ago, I did something against myself, just because I thought that is what people do in such a situation... and with it I forgot one of the most crucial things about myself... I am not people.

The fact is, I am fully aware that by being myself I won't achieve my life's goal. Not only that, I accept myself as I am. I really do like having tea with the library director, city president and two university professors more than listening to music with my age group. I also do like to go into the opera or theatre more than going out clubbing and getting drunk. That's probably why I'm so depressed all the time... the plain fact I enjoy spending my time with people younger than 10 and with people older than 30, but I can't stand people my age.

So yeah, I'm an old fart...

Praise the Beauty of the Night

I decided I needed to do some shopping at 5pm. It was getting dark, the sun already hid beneath the horizon. The sky was so beautiful... and then it stroke me, like lightning, the creativity overwhelmed me that I started writing feverishly, without stopping my pace, only watching out so the cars wouldn't hit me. And I wrote until I came to the top of the hill. And I looked at the beauty, once more I felt the urge to write.

The night, in its darkness, strokes my soul to greatness... the only time when I can smile, because of true happiness and not some joke thereof...

A year has passed...

I recently looked through the posts I made during this year. Full of sorrow, doubt in my own abilities, hubris in my skills, that one time with the girl, my first job experience. I noticed I currently achieved one of my goals... a milestone one could say... I am in Higher Education.

I should say I am happy. But I'm not. I enjoy going to lectures, reading all the books, studying. And yet, there is no smile. I went to a pub with the people from my course, and like always, I felt false, because that's not who I am. During the weekends my neighbours constantly listen to music, that noise just doesn't allow me to concentrate on my studies, more so, they listen to music and have a huge number of CDs because of their age. I am the same age, and I never had the drive to listen to music, more so, I never got to anything people my age liked doing for fun... because it wasn't fun for me. When I did something that made me smile, when I told them what my hobbies are, when I asked them if they want to try doing something with me... I was met with laughter and exclusion from the social circle.

My grandmother once told me "What do you need friends for?" when as a 6 year old child I came home crying that no one wants to play with me. To an extent I have grown into a disconnected person. Don't get me wrong, I do treasure your friendship and I want to keep it going, that's probably why I keep on posting this much. But at the same time I know I am able to go away and never come back. Even now, I have to force myself to keep contact with the people back in my country. I don't even want to write letters to one person... but I made a promise... thus I write, even though she doesn't.

So what has been going on today. I had a warm bath, so warm my limbs turned red, how I love a nice warm bath. For some reason, when I got up, I felt dizzy and everything went black, I nearly fell to the floor but managed to retain my balance. I sat down on the chair and felt like vomiting. But then I got better...

Next was breakfast, I have no more meat. Then I had a few hours to relax on the internet. At this point, I have enough of all those "Happy" wishes... although Call's e-card was AWESOME!!! Then I started to go through the books for my lectures, and of course, my neighbours had to start to listen to music. You can't even begin to comprehend how frustrating for me it is to concentrate on reading while there is music playing in my ears. So I'm unprepared for tomorrow.

I also drunk some alcohol, sure it was little and weak, but while most people get happy and overjoyed with drinking, I get the opposite.

Advanced 1

I think I shall stay, it's more on my level than Intermediate was.

Another of those Dream updates

I ready my rifle. I have a job to do. A mission given to me as a soldier. I enter the room, I see my grandpa sitting in his chair, watching TV, but it's not him. I pull the trigger, the bullet goes through his skull like butter, blood drips. His body erupts into sand, the whole room is like the middle of a sandstorm.

"Shoot!" the voice in my head screams.
"No, not yet." I open a book and begin to read it. Even as the sand gets to my eyes and clouds my vision.

Moments later, a limousine parks outside. I can see men in black getting out of it, into the night surrounding them although the room is brightly lit. They wait for the delivery. The sandstorm ends. All the sand forms into a shape similar to a human. I stood up, aim and shoot for the head. I cease to exist...

yet, I am, I know, I see...

A place of metal and glass, little light is here. A woman strapped to a metal chair. Two persons, a man and a female, they interrogate her. The man gets angry, he decides to show his true self. The woman steps back when the man is seemingly torn to pieces from the inside. A worm-like beast with centipede-like legs at the end and small arms on the front. He looks at her with those red eyes with predatory pupils, he smiles with his mouth full of razor teeth. The woman is unimpressed by the alien. He doesn't like this and changes again. Metal bursts from his body as he presents his newest implants, changing him in size and shape into a machine. The front of a race car, the back of a military tank, nearly covering the dome with his size.

Nothing... darkness... oblivion...

I see a man and a woman in their bed in a poor looking apartment in the centre of town. It's night again. They aren't asleep, but look tired nonetheless. The woman gets out of the bed and looks into the night, the lamplights shining in the distance.
"Why do I have to be so different?" she says
The man gets out of the bed and hugs her, his limbs embracing her like snakes "Everyone is different, no one is the same, age, nation, sex, some are more different than others, you are the first of those two."
She turns to him, they look into each others eyes, they kiss.

I am. I stand in front of the building I saw a moment ago. I hold my rifle. I know what I have to do. I enter.

Me vs Ich

So, I enter the office of the German Language Teaching Headmistress and try to explain I'd like to try higher-up.

Suddenly... a vicious fight erupts in the ephemeral dimension of my mind.

1: Weißst du was? Du könntest jetzt in Deutsch sprechen, dann werdet du Sie schauen wie gut du bist.
2: I haven't mastered the German language enough to attempt that.
1: Na und?
2: I can't risk failure in this precious moment.
1: Aber du kannst es schon, du kannst ja nicht ausfallen.
2: You can't know that.
1: Na klar ich kann. Na komm schon.
2: No.
1: Du bist ein solche blodman.
2: Oh, hush, I'm trying to talk here.
1: Dann spricht in dieses Sprache.
2: NO!

So I end up having difficulties talking with her in any ne language as I fight with myself for the use of one language...

Surprise!

I went to town yesterday. Among many other things I saw a very neat shirt, so naturally I stared at it. I marvelled at the fabric and the design as something became visible from the corner of my eye. Although I couldn't make out any detail, it looked like someone was staring at me from the inside of the shop. I suddenly felt such anger like never before, while normally I would ignore such people, I truly wanted to rip apart that whoever it was with my bare hands... I was imagining all the various tortures, not the painful ones, but the more aggressive ones like slashing up every inch of the body, hitting the head with a baseball bat repeatedly and breaking all the bones with a hammer.

So I couldn't take it any longer and looked at who was staring at me... I saw my own reflection... this gives me proof of how much I hate myself...

Epiphany

Today I went to the Career in Teaching Presentation... I now see an opportunity, I could teach German in a school and get at least £20.000 a year. I will have to think about it, this might be just the job I need to stay in England for a long, long time.

What's more, when I went back home, I got an epiphany. I started to imagine in detail how would my novel, the one I decided to write about a year ago, start. I always have a hard time starting a story, but after that initial phase, it all goes like a piece of cake.

But I still have this story to write, and I will soon need to have at least my initial draft of the essay for English classes. This particular story isn't going so well though, I try to put into it some more pirate interaction, but I'm not sure if it will end up being a nice read.

Still... the epiphany was so awesome, I laughed like a madman on crack the whole way back to the halls.

Also, I noticed there will be a Halloween costume party at the bar on Saturday, although I'm not sure if I'll attend...

Bored to tears

Education proceeds fine. I'm up to date with my reading, I have a semi-idea on what I'm going to write an essay about, looks like I'll start working on a bibliography for it next week, the German teacher may send me a level higher.

In contrast, my personal life is a mess. I got no job, my webpage remains unfinished, my Warsaw game is kinda dead, I haven't wrote the next part of my story in a week and on top of that I suddenly experience pain which seems to concentrate around my Sternum. What's even worse, I feel so bored, I don't have the lust to do anything at all...

Of course, it doesn't help being me. I just have to torment myself with uncertainty. I constantly think that my degree is going to be useless, that I won't find any job in England so I'll have to go back, and even the best outcome I see is devoid of my goal. Thus the fact I am worthless and won't achieve anything in life grows on me... but you've all heard about it already.

I have yet to find a test that says the opposite

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Week 2

So... I phoned the Loan Company on Monday, and got everything sorted... it seems England will have to deal with my presence for a while.

I was so overjoyed that I joined additional German classes, which I had on Tuesday. The same day I purchased the books needed for my course.

Wednesday saw me searching for a job... went very lousy... even the JobWorkshop at my uni had nothing, although I applied for a position here and there...

Thursday I have no idea what I did.

Friday I had two lectures on my English classes. Mostly how to write an academic paper and a discussion. I did quite well during the discussion... people even agreed with me I also found out I need to decide upon a subject to write an essay in relation to the UK... currently, I'm thinking on something to do with mythology.

Saturday was filled with webdesign and study. During the evening my neighbours kinda started knocking on my door madly and screaming "Get out!!!", but it was bound to happen...

Sunday was again just webdesign and study...

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.

Veni

As some of you might have already noticed, I'm back online. Although I will at least try to focus on my studies. Especially since Phonology and Phonetics are hardly my good side... I'm going to die...

I still don't know how long I'm going to stay here. I have no idea about my tuition fees status, I sent a form to the Department for Education and Skills to get a loan to cover it, but I can't find out if it's been covered because the finance office is closed until Thursday.

Haven't met anyone yet... surprised? Remember it's me who you are talking about... it would be a miracle if I found any friends here.

Tomorrows is some freshners fair on which I will go. At least it's not a pub party like everything else (400 pubs? Seriously?). After that I'll probably go shopping for stuff...

I can hear my neighbours having some kind of meeting, music involved, but I just don't know how to approach them or what to say. I hate when people ask about what music I listen to... My answer of 'nothing' is never considered a satisfactory one.

The End is but a Beginning

My last day at work ended. Said goodbye to everyone, and offered a can of beer to everyone. It seems 9% is too much for most people.

I'll have to pack everything tomorrow. And I'm off on Sunday... I wonder how long I will stay there. Depends mostly on my finances, and what's happening to my tuition fees loan. If I won't get it, the only thing remaining is going back here, finding a flat and work until next year, and try again.

I noticed that I constantly make up stuff. I read the Hero System corebook up to page 44, and I have 8 character ideas and 1 campaign. Of course, my recent reading of Promethean also took its toll in this manner, luckily, I was able to participate in one of the SnE contests. It looks like I have a quite high chance of winning, which is strange, as you all know, I suck at writing.

I have still lots to do, and on top of that, I will soon be a student. I hope I'll manage to get a job that won't cause too much time taken away from my studies. I think the worst thing that will happen on the course are going to be grading according to discussion participation, which I suck at.

Thinking

Today I talked to one other Pole working at the same factory as I did. He asked me an interesting question 'Do you feel safe living here?' I felt surprised and asked for some explanation behind this question. Thus he told me what's been happening in the neighbourhood he lives in. How his brother-in-law got his car smacked and everything taken out of it because he had Polish plates and how he once found a burning bed in front of his house while watching the TV. He said that this country is screwed and messed up. The only thing I could say was that it's not the fault of this country nor it's people, he just happened to live in a bad neighbourhood where people are lousy and the teenagers have nothing to do with their lives so they look for scapegoats... in this case us, Poles who came to this country to steal their money by working here.

That was said by me. A person who for nearly two months now was called dickface, Polish bastard, Pedro, gay (off the top of my head), who has been threatened with beating, pushed off the road while riding a bike, laughed at, pointed fingers at. Who works while others sit down and do nothing. Who comes to work and is greeted by the 'My name is Chris and I fucking stink' written where I work in the morning. Who everyone tells what he has to do when receiving a job that he, himself, doesn't want to do. This makes me wonder... should I throw away the English flag that I have in my room? But I still have too much faith in this country... I just pray it isn't a blind one...

Work isn't bad, I like it, although I despise the people I work with. Sadly, I'm used to it all. I remembered the words of my father today, I heard him saying them to me, although it was so long ago, I can never forget them, but I'll try to put a bit of a context behind them.

About 10 years ago, we moved from the city I was born in into another. I did not know the true reason behind this then, but my parents tried to change how I always came home crying... either bruised, my things stolen or spit at and laughed at... more in the neighbourhood I lived in than at school... I could run at school, but I had to come back home, and walk through the only door to the building no matter what route I took. And so we moved, it wasn't any better... my dad took me to the psychologist in order to help me fit in with the environment. I don't remember what we talked about, I only remember that when we walked out, and the door closed, my dad told me that wherever we go, it's always the same. He told me what he thought: 'It's not the environment's fault, there's something wrong with you.'

Now, looking back... at the schools I went to, and the workplace I am at currently... I guess he was more right than I might have suspected...

I shall stay

Unfortunately for all you English people... the Pole will stay in the UK for at least 3 years... yes, I got accepted into University.

Now the only problem is that I did not yet receive any letter confirming my place in the Halls of Residence...

Well, I've started reading Fireborn, quite nice, I hope I manage to get Vegael into playing it with me via email... but all the attempts at that end in tragedy

I also bought Promethean, can't wait for it to arrive.

What else?

Nothing...

From the land of cold

It's been a long time since I last wrote an update... oh well...

As some of you may already know, I bought a laptop, broadband and a webcam. So I finally feel alive...
...
Let's see... I work as a fish packer now, I don't mind the job but I do mind the people. It's been a month and I was laughed at, cursed at, pushed while riding my bike, hit with snowballs, called gay and they dirtied my arms with fish constantly... well, until I couldn't take it any longer and hit the guy in the face... they stopped since then... but now they keep calling me Pedro for no obvious reason, which I find rather frustrating.

In other news, I shall try and design a webpage, but first I need some content so it's writing time. As such I have to make a decision. I want to make the webpage about my gaming material but also about my stories and poems that I write from time to time. But I need to decide what language I should write the stories in. I know all the gaming material will be in English at first, and then maybe I'll translate it into Polish. But I have readers for my stories in English and Polish... it's true that I can do both, but not at the same time. Decisions, decisions, decisions...

I didn't update till now because I had some translation work. I was translating a document about actions taken in order to integrate the literary communities of Poland in Belarus in the border region, and I have just finished translating the changes that were sent over a while ago.

I'm glad that people did receive the poetry volume and that they liked it. Too bad my creations were no good... oh well...

Meh... I'm not sure what else to write so I leave it at that...

This is it

The plane leaves in less than 9 hours.

Isn't it sad that nothing keeps me at home?

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.

Wings

A week from now, I won't be here any more.

I shall fly to England, seeking a job so that I shall be able to save money for higher education. Luckily, I won't have any internet access so you won't have to deal with my constant rambling.

I talked about the job, I have it, I will know the details when I arrive, the ticket is bought, so now the only thing remaining is to say goodbye to old friends, get back what's mine, and give back what I borrowed. I probably won't see any of my friends in a long time... not that I consider any of them my friends, mind you.

I'm actually looking forward to that experience, but am a bit worried about leaving everything here. I still wait for those email replies from uni, and my results are still not here.

This Sunday, I shall fly to my favourite country.

Translations done

Yesterday was the last of the 4 days of translating. That doesn't mean I translated for 4 days, but rather I translated one sentence, posted 10 times... but I didn't have a deadline and I was still done earlier than the publisher expected.

I'm going to get paid for it on Tuesday.
100PLN if you are wondering (32USD, 17GBP, 43AUD or 25EUR, depending on country of residence )

I always knew the first thing I'll do after getting paid for the first time is going to be buying a toy.

Unless the sending of those poetry volumes will be too much for my poor wallet.

Dream

I walk through a mall, there is a lot of people inside, and I wander aimlessly until it starts to rain outside. Everyone runs away from the rain to the building, but I want to get outside. Unfortunately, the bodyguards are already closing the door. I notice I don't have shoes, must have left them somewhere, I go back. I find them in a dark corridor, I pick them up, they are watching, whispering, there's fear in the air, but I'm not afraid. The rain has stopped, I leave through the entrance. I can see the stairs to the mall going down, there is no sun, only clouds, it's wet, and grey, straight ahead there is grass, dark green, dark grey buildings to the left and right, I can see the horizon, and I jump. One leap takes me over a great distance, I'm light, I feel the air that I pass through, I can change my flight without touching the ground. There's a girl following me, she leaps just like me, she looks at me, I look at her, she smiles, she takes a turn, she disappears between the buildings to the left of the mall, I don't follow, I have my own way.
I notice three men on bicycles, I change my route, they change theirs, they are chasing me, good, let's have some fun. I go faster. I see a fence, I jump over, I'm in a field. One of the men follows, I leap through the field of grain, I reach the other side, my foot touches the fence, I leap over the fence, I land on the fence, I run, the fence is my ground. The fence ends, I land back on the real ground, the street, the other two men are coming near, from my left. I leap, going forward, I reach the buildings, those are the buildings to the right of the mall. I pass one, turn left, I'm between two buildings, I leap up, I bounce of the wall of the building until I'm on the roof of the right one. I leap, I run, three jumps later, three rooftops later. I lost them, no more fun.

Backness

And here you all thought I might be gone... well, you were WRONG!!!

My PC went for repairs these two days, and I just got it back. Of course, my DVD writer finally works... but I lost all my 300GB worth of files. Including some of my emails.

I got a reply from the accommodation office, they said they will inform me if I get a room in late August, and in case I won't get one, I will be invited in July for a "room hunting" event. So now I have two more months to worry about.

I had a wonderful dream last night. I was a prisoner who was convicted for killing his girlfriend's brother. Half through the dream I learned of my true nature as a wicked demon and I killed some guard by biting his head off. Then I realised that some of the prisoners were used as offerings to the green hulky mutants that lived under the prison. For some reason, I was taken there in the next convict shipment and put to fight their leader because he was bored. When he found out that my demon power is greater than his he sent his stupid but extremely strong sibling to fight me. But as always, I managed to redirect his attacks such that he couldn't hit me and just destroyed the surroundings. Then he joined me and together with the rest of the prisoners we killed all the mutants and made a kingdom for ourselves.

Yeah... I have weird dreams... this one goes to the "write a story/book" category.

Stuff been happening

I've been busy these couple of days.

I've visited my grandparents on Saturday, I went to the woods with the dog, I watched how magnificent the sky above the trees looks before a storm. How the wind and thunder play a symphony of heaven's rage, and how the light reaches the grass through the dark clouds of woe.
I'll have to try and write a poem about that beauty.

The next day, of course, I had to study for my English exam. And what is a better way to study the complexity that is the language of England than to watch an American cartoon?
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *is evil*

Monday went mostly uneventful. I got the highest grade at the highest difficulty level so now I'm über. The examinators were astonished, to say the least. The end of the exam went like this:
1. Every student that took it went into the room.
2. The examinators say my name and ask where am I.
3. Another examinator points towards me.
4. Then they say my score: 20.
5. Silence.
6. The examinator ask: "Where's the applause?"
7. APPLAUSE!!! I so rule.

Now you can call me the God of English, oh wait, you already call me that.

Tuesday was mostly sleeping, that way I was able to save up energy for the evening party... which was boring as hell.

Today I had to go to school in the morning to make the FINAL corrections to the tome. This time it wasn't in a file but in a real book format. It looked neat, my favourite colour.
I made some corrections that I didn't noticed before, like "singed" instead of "sang", and I changed "alright" to "all right". As not to give people a chance for pointing out my mistakes.

When I came home I had to buy a ticket for my dad... it took me about 3 hours.
I had to use the phone because my dad wanted to use the voucher that he got earlier, although I told him that it will be a small sum.
First they said I couldn't use the debit card, only credit cards. So I had to put the booking on hold, call my mother, she gave me her card info, and then I called them again.
Then they told me that if I want to use the voucher I had to send it to them, not just give the voucher number. Everything was alright, I got the address to send it and the ticket was only waiting for the voucher to come. So I called my dad to inform him about the voucher sending. But he had to notice the price, it was one pound less than buying over the internet. AND although I told him that buying through phone or a salon is ALWAYS more expensive I still had to listen to all those comments about asses and toilet papers. He told me to cancel the booking, and tell them a lot of vulgar words... I cancelled the booking, and that's that.

Right now I'm frustrated. I really hope I'll find one of the Transformer figures I want in the supermarket today... or I might be mad.

The irony is that I didn't want to make the booking via phone in the first place, I wanted to make it via the internet, mostly because I'm lazy. But now, we paid a lot on those country to country phone calls I had to make. And my mum says that me being a slacker is a bad thing.

HA!

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You are a Necromancer!Your mage awakened to the Watchtower of the Lead Coin, and are a master of the magics of Matter and Death. You, above all, believe in transition. You know that death is an enevitability, and have long since accepted that. Through alchemy you find enlightenment.Matter is the magic of unliving things, and their qualities and composition bend to your will.Death is more than just the end of life. It is a real, tangible thing that comes for all. Through your magics you can manipulate shadow, create rot, and even make the dead walk.
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Meh...

Tuition Fee Loan request sent, accommodation request sent... took me two days. And now, I'm bored. I probably should be revising for the English exam, but what's the point if even my teachers say:

"They should give you a high grade without one thought."

thus, I'm bored.

The Exam...

Some quotes from my presentation:

Teacher asks me if I had brought my ID card: "What? You think I'm not me?"

Teacher writes some notes from my ID card: "Are the details correct?"

Teacher asks me why do I have Middle Ages and Baroque in my subject and not any other eras: "Both the Middle Ages and Baroque used the death topos but for highly different reasons, which I have already mentioned in my presentation."

Presentation ending: "I do believe, that writing about death is absolutely and utterly pointless."

The look on their faces was priceless... for everything else, there's Mastercard.

I got 18 points, out of 20.

Veni, Vidi, Vici.

Then, when everything ended, I went with the girl out.

We had fries, some beer, wandered through the park. We talked, and during this talk, she asked me what I want to achieve in life. I told her that I want to be a better father than my own, and she told me that I can't...

heh...

I don't feel like posting lately... very difficult exam on the 15th... maybe I'll read some RPG book instead of posting... I guess I need a vacation away from the forum...

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Stuff

I had my math exam today... and I have just came home about 30 minutes ago... yes, it started at 10am (it's 17:30)

The exam was okay, I haven't done 2 (from 11) task so I should pass.
I could been home earlier if not for the fact that I am the world's greatest sucker. I came to the library after the exam, and saw two girls from my class struggling with their homework in Word, it seems the program was highly sophisticated for them. Of course, I had to be asked for help... so I spent some time typing their "bibliography" into Word. Mostly because they had to go on the Advanced part of the exam, which I didn't take. Yeah, I'm lazy.

In the meantime I found out that the corrections for the poetry book are finished, and it goes to print tomorrow... so I have to go to school tomorrow at 8am... not only that, I stayed in school 2 hours after the exam checking the corrections with the library lady (she is the one who told me about this project being made). And thus, I spent 6 hours at school.

Some people who know about this tell me that I'm crazy for doing so much work and not wanting any help. Others think I'm reliable for being able to patiently sit for 2 hours only to get a text that I need to work on for another 2 hours. The rare few think there is something wrong with me for not wanting anything in return.

The truth is, I always knew I could be a translator, but I never knew if I can be one. This is a test for me, I want to know if I want this to be what I'm going to do for the rest of my life... and I like it more than I expected, and that's on top of the fact that I'm very, VERY lazy... Translating is just what I do...

Funny thing happened... on my way back, I met the girl in the bus, although she left school 2 hours before me. We talked, I went with her to a shop because she wanted to buy some stuff. We talked, we laughed, we had a good time. And then I came home.

I always believed that there is a balance in the world. The very thought that my suffering means that other people are happy was the only thing that kept me alive for years. But now, when I see the problem that people write in their livejournals, I don't like it one bit.
I have nothing against reading it, I want to know, but I don't want it to be like that... the worst part is, I'm too far away to help in any significant way...

For the time being, I'll check my 117 Topic Reply Notifications...

Next Exam: 15th - Polish Oral Presentation

Exam update

I've just came back from the English exam... It started at 10, ended at 16:30, although I finished earlier and waited 1/2 hour for the rest of the Advanced English crew and we went to have a beer.

There was a lot of confusion after the exams because of different answers. While I had A-doctor, someone else had D-doctor... and after so many tasks people forget the details and remember only the letters so I have no idea if I did right... So the exam wasn't bad, but the confusion afterwards was... I guess I'll only get about 80%.

Of course, the staff wasn't amazed...
"Oh you've done already? How was it? Wait? Why am I asking? Of course it was nothing for someone such as yourself."

Forgot to add: I slipped a poem in her purse, and she found it after getting home... she thought it was cool and was quite surprised... never before did she get a poem.

In other news: I've been dumped (see, I told you)

1st Exam

It wasn't so bad... I think I'm going to pass.

I expect getting a high result on the reading part and some points on the writing so I should have the needed points for a pass...

Next Exam: 5th May, Advanced English (that means 5 hours)

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?

IELTS RESULTS!!!

I've just got my results!!!

Listening: 9
Reading: 7
Writing: 7
Speaking: 7
Overall: 7.5

YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!

I'm a workaholic

I've spent 4 hours in school doing the final work for the poetry book... I'm dead tired and falling asleep, but I LOVE IT!!!

Last week of school... EVER!!!

Yesterday was Easter. Of course my aunt changed the celebration time from evening to morning so because of me, a lot of people I care about didn't play Werewolf yesterday... I feel like crap now.

So after 5 hours (and she promised me 2) I came back home and started working on filling the poetry tome with my translations. Of course it turns out there was a mistake in the file so now it has one page too many... that may be troublesome. I worked 5 hours on that thing, only to see it modified now and making adjustments later... BLAH!!!

That was a really bad day... must be because of that black cat that crossed my path on Thursday... AND I STILL DON'T HAVE THE IELTS RESULTS!!! That starts to drive me mad, have I done that badly that they won't even send results to me?

At least it's the last week of school... which is both a bad and a good thing.
Good: It's the last week of school EVAH!!!
Bad: That only means that Matura is near, soon I'll be sending applications to universities

What happened

Let me recall what happened in the Life of Vampir... hmmmm... that sounds like a title for some soap opera...

I went to torpor on the Off-Topic Forum, I stopped to enjoy posting there.

I joined SnE instead, and I started to be more active on the other forums where I have membership. In other words, TV.com and Seibertron.com. I must say that SnE is awfully slow, I only managed to make 20 posts in 4 days, meh...

Looks like I graduated school, I'll be getting my diploma on Friday. Although the grades aren't those of a top student I'm glad I graduated. I still lack the IELTS exams though. Now I have to survive the Matura, I'll have to practice my speech a bit more.

I'm so tired today. I got the last part of the poetry tome I'm working on, there were two texts that needed translating, a note from Jan Leończuk (a very prominent poet in our region) and a Redactor Note about our school. Those two were a bit difficult and long. Now comes the part of inserting my translations into the blank pages... and I have a game tomorrow. That saddens me a bit because I had to tell my grandfather that I can't visit him on Easter but I really need to work on this project.

My mum called me today and informed me that she'll be back in a week. Somehow I don't care much... I don't know why, I just want to get out of this house, get a job, get a house, and live without anyone telling me what I have to do at this very moment.

What really made me happy lately is the fact that some of my class mates ask me if I could stay in touch with them if I'll go to England... (which is unlikely since I won't pass my Matura)

The fact that I have ideas is troublesome, I have ideas for spirits, monsters, characters, cities, settings... I want to write them, and I want to put them all on a website... I just am like that. Creativity is my curse. Not only I have various ideas for RPG, but I also have my own ideas for webcomics and stories, maybe even a book if I get to work some more details...

Long time no see

It's been a while since I last updated the journal. There are two main reason for that:

1. I've again feel alone.
It's not because of the rainy weather, nor because I don't hang out with people my age.

I think it might have something to do with the fact that I feel betrayed by the first person I have ever admired and that I feel as if I lost a good friend.

2. Nothing happened in my life worth mentioning.

Like: During PE the ball came towards my face with extreme speed, of course my cat reflexes came to aid me, and combined with my extreme dexterity I managed to dodge it, and got the awe of my class mates. Although I got slightly hit on the back of my jaw to the left, but it's better than the original target which was my nose...

As I said, nothing interesting.

Oh, I must mention that the Off-Topic forum is seriously pissing me off... I think I'm going to say bye-bye after I hit 10000...

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The Antichrist You scored 52% Pride, 70% Envy, 70% Ambition, and 50% Deceitfulness!

You are the Antichrist, a member of the unholy trinity along with The False Prophet and Satan. In the Bible you are described as the beast with seven heads and ten horns. You have the appearance of a leopard, with the feet of a bear and the mouth of a lion (you figure out the symbolism). You are an ambitious individual who is bent on world domination and it is prophesied that you will achieve this goal. You will eventually set up a mighty empire, the greatest empire that the world has ever seen. This empire will be in opposition to God and God's chosen people (the Jews). Essentially, you will be like a Hitler who actually succeeds, for a time at least. Indeed, you have a lot of other Hitler-like qualities. You are a very prideful person and this probably stems from the fact that you possess real advantages over most other people. You have what it takes to get to the top and the drive to get there. You also possess Hitler's potential for cruelty. You enjoy watching others suffer, especially your enemies. This is because you view life as a competition. May the strong survive and may they stand proudly on top of the bones of their vanquished foes! Finally, you are very direct with your enemies and friends alike. You feel that it's good to make your intents known to other people. Some may argue that Hitler was deceptive, but he really wasn't. If people just read his book, they would have known his ultimate goals and how he felt about the people who stood in opposition to these goals.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 49% on Pride You scored higher than 80% on Envy You scored higher than 67% on Ambition You scored higher than 45% on Deceitfulness

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PC problems

The PC is giving me hell, it seems my data is corroding, so I have to send it to the doctor.
Another problem is the fact that I can't get access to my mail server, thus I'm not able to inform me players about my problems, so it would be nice if someone who reads this could point this to Lisko ];)

The PC should be functional by Tuesday, but only if there aren't any major problems. So until then, no more internet for me.

Random Thoughts

I sit here, in front of the PC, all alone, my kitty is sleeping, it's dark, and it feels cold. But the window is closed, the door is closed, everything is closed... so cold. Somehow, it doesn't bother me, it's just days like this that I think too much... the teachers say thinking doesn't hurt, but they are wrong.

When I went to England, I found something I thought I don't possess. I started to believe in myself. People always told me I am good at English, but I knew they didn't knew English at all. It's only when someone who is by nature better than you, because he spoke that language since birth, because it's his only language, when such a person said "You're not English?", I started to believe in myself. I talked louder, I made jokes with strangers, I walked with pride, I felt different. I forgot about the truth.

But now... I know. I'm still flawed in one way. I'm too emotional. I don't get happy, I'm full of joy. I don't get sad, I get depressed. I don't get upset, I get mad. And I still have a lot of anger. I hate people. I remember what happened in previous schools, how they treated me. I don't know what forgiveness is, I don't want to know.

My friend came today, I showed him my kitty 'cos his girlfriend was wondering how is she. Nearly everyone in my class has someone else... When my mum asked me how large is my class, I told her "30, and me". I know I could be part of some group, but I can't. I'm a coward, I'm so afraid that I'll hurt someone, that I can't even start a relationship.

I have a chance, I could get into uni, get a degree, get a job, get a house... but it's not the chance I am waiting for... and I know, when the chance will come, I won't take it... I can't...

Semi-Alone

Well, it's been an hour since my mum left me for some dad in England...

Blah

I know I haven't updated in a long time, but I have a good reason... yeah, that's it.

Looks like I can't find my poems on paper so they died with my hardrive, that's bad because I had some of my favourites there. I've written a new one and I'm about to write another, so I'm back at two. I could try to recreate my lost ones, but I'm afraid the feeling that drove me into writing them would be artificial this time. A mere memory of passion isn't enough to write.

I'm done reading Werewolf: the Forsaken, it's a great book. Now I read World of Darkness: Chicago when I'm not in front of the PC and Mage: the Awakening when I'm in front of the PC. I really hope the Chicago book will help me with making a city setting for all my games. Which was nigh impossible in oWoD.

But then again, I have school. My biology teacher decided we will have a more difficult ecology test than all the other classes. Which is bad, as the previous one was awfully simple.

My sister is playing a lot of Sims 2 lately, mostly because of the new expansion Open for Business. We had some problems with installing the game, installing stuff from the extra CDs she got and running it. She also had a problem with running a restaurant in the game, so of course I was a bit busy doing the stuff for her. Now, as a payback I proposed a game session. She said yes, but today she silently decided she will play only when the PC explodes, the people running MTV will die in questionable circumstances and her magazines will suddenly burn all by themselves... I went mad... I hate when people brake promises... so I had to roll Manipulation + Persuasion with +1 for acting on her guilt feelings and +1 for comparing her to the "not-cool" side of the family that everyone associates her with versus her Composure + Resolve... looks like I won. And after I explained to her that this will be something like Smallville/Buffy with strange things happening in her small town, and she gets magic powers, she seems to be eager to play... so looks like I'll have a game session Sunday after dinner.

And today I should spend on writing an essay for Polish, doing homework, maybe I'll study some for Biology, I have a book to read for Polish, then I'll translate some poems, clean a bit on my desk and maybe I'll write a poem... I so hate life...

MADNESS!!!!!

I'm tired... really tired...

Translating, learning, presenting, reading, watching... it goes on and on, and whenever I see the end and some time to rest, some teacher gets the brilliant idea to give us more homework... and I still have to redo my final's presentation.

I'm so tired, that I didn't know what to do yesterday... and I felt out of place. I know I have lots to do... but I want it to stop... you may kill me now...

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...

Time Travel

Vampir --

[noun]:

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



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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...

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!!!

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...

England is so lovely

It took me a while to get here. When I was on the airport in Poland and waiting for my flight to England, I took my time and read some Ghost Stories. Of course, after 2 hours of delays, my plane got cancelled because of ice!!! (I blah you -30C!!!). And so, I had to spend a night in the hotel, and the only thing I ate was breakfast, because the drive to the airport took hours. Right now I'm still feeling a bit anorectic

Luckily I finally arrived at this wonderful country. I've spent my time corrupting with my mere presence Seven's family members (Pickled cucumber!!! Yu-Gi-Oh!!!). I also played some cards, and a session last night (while drinking some vodka).

I love the animals that live here. The dog is so cute, and the cats are adorable. Brujah doesn't seem that bad, but that's probably because he is in his cage the whole time. We've been to the cinema, I bought Werewolf: the Forsaken, Cybernetic Revolution Booster Pack and I was given two decks of VtES (now I'll have to buy more cards because of the wench scheming) and more Yu-Gi-Oh cards (oh yeah).

They all seem to understand my English so I think it's not that bad...

I only wish I'd had the chance to meet Deoq in person

(and no, I'm not being kept in the basement)

Only a week left

and I will be once again in England. I'm so glad I'll finally have some time off. The end of the semester isn't a nice time, and this week was just sick.

12th - I come to school, go into the locker room to get dressed for PE and one of my mates says "They want to see you in the library." So I go there and the nice lady says to me that the publishing firm called and I missed two pages of translation (for my defence, I did 217 pages in one evening, only some parts of the text were in English, newspaper headlines, dialogues etc.). She tells me she has dismissed me from PE so that I can call the lady who does the book correction before printing it. I call her, some chit-chat later and we decide I will go to her place after my English lesson. I return to the library to get my declaration of changes in Matura (I'm going with basic Math, not advanced ]:P) but before I am able to leave the library, a girl from my class catches me and gives me an essay to write for her... so I write it with such speed that she can't believe her eyes how someone can write so fast... and IN ENGLISH!!! The bell rang so I finish the essay and go find my teacher, to ask her if she can dismiss me from all my lessons (Biology & German) today so I can go and translate the stuff. She allowed it so I went to give the declaration... of course there appeared to be a mistake in it, so I had to write it again. After I was done, the line to give the declarations was a big one. I entered and gave the declaration after the bell, and so I was late for English classes. Everyone was already sitting in their desks when I entered but luckily the teacher didn't come yet. I used the time I had to write down a presentation plan about war. When the teacher came, she asked me to present the subject of war. And so I talked, unfortunately I was so nervous I forgot a few lines and made too many pauses. But I got an A. The class was of course amazed (worship me!!!). I returned to my desk with shaking hands. After the lesson ended, I went to see my Biology teacher. She of course told me she did not checked my exam as of now (after a WEEK) but if I wrote it well I will pass Biology this year. I thanked her and informed that I'm not going on her lesson and why. She congratulated me and I went. It was cold (as always in winter) and when I finally got to the place I spent 3 hours on translating and checking for mistakes with the lady. I then went home (of course I missed the first bus, and had to wait in the cold for the next one). In the evening I got an SMS from one of my class mates saying "You didn't pass Biology."

13th - I couldn't sleep that night. On my way to school I thought I will collapse on the ground. I was so depressed I was hoping for death before I got to school (literally). First lesson: I got an F in Polish, because I was learning Biology instead of Polish the night before... After that, I went to see my Biology teacher, and she said she only wants to see my homework on Monday, and that's all ]:D

14th - I went on the Yu-Gi-Oh tournament in my local game shop. It was nice to play, but I'm not used to the style of play that everyone else used, and I wasn't expecting to see maniacs with thousands of cards to choose from ]:| Probably that's why I got the 7th place (out of 8). But it was a friendly tournament so everyone got some cards, no matter who was the best ]:P When I came home my teacher called me and asked something about my application form for which she was writing the reference. She was done in the evening, and I send it. But we had a problem with what is my dad's debit card Security Number and he was pissed off badly that my teacher didn't do it earlier... but 7th helped ]:D (I can bring up to 20kg of luggage with me ];)) Then I chit-chat some on Trillian and went to sleep.

15th - That's weird. I apparently speak in English while asleep ]:| My mum came to me at 2:30am to wake me up, and I apparently said "I don't go" (I was still asleep) then she went to my dad to tell him what happened and he told her to say "Get up", she returned, said "Get up", I woke up, and I was like "Why is my mum talking in English? WTF!?". I dressed up, and as we waited for my uncle, me and dad watched Mindhunters (the scene with the liquid nitrogen spraying on one guy and killing him hooked me up ]:|). Unfortunately, my uncle came before the film ended, and he drove us to Warsaw. After 3 hours, we were at the airport, said goodbye to dad and drove back home.

Now I need to do my homework.

Busy

School has been taking most of my time recently.

I have just finished doing my Math homework, that I'll have to write down on A4 paper tomorrow after school.

I'd love to do so many things, I'd like to start writing the stories that dwell in my mind, maybe I could even try and write a book. I have eight unread books, that are just lying there, waiting for a miracle. I'd love to try drawing a webcomic (for which I already have a plot, physics, characters, etc. that could last for a couple of years). But I can't, I'd have to stop doing my homework, and that can only result in downgrading my grades even further (bloody school).

I had an oral German exam today for a better grade. Of course I didn't prepare myself for it (like I ever prepare myself when it comes to English/German), it was me and a girl from my class, we were standing there, and the teacher asked us questions. She asked me one question, I thought for a moment, and answered so fast and with such an eloquence that I got an applause from my class... and then the teacher started to ask questions to the girl... I had like 2 minutes of attention while she got 6 minutes... Ich bin gut

I'll better go to sleep, I still have a lot to do tomorrow and the day after... Good WIIWYL!!!

Presents

It's time for the present count

Early presents:
4 Bionicle sets (took me all day to build)

On time:
Ghost Stories (Thank you so much!!!)
Blackwood Farm (oh yeah)
Vader Head (sweet)
Deck box (finally)
Warrior's Triumph Deck (I still need to get my hands on Dragon's Roar)
2 Boosters: Elemental Hero Avian, Elemental Hero Clayman, Dark Scorpion - Chick the Yellow, Fairy of the Spring, Falling Down, Gift of the Martyr, Final Ritual of the Ancients, Skilled Dark Magician, Guardian Statue, Rock Bombardment, Zolga, Nin-Ken Dog, Cat's Ear Tribe, Spell Reproduction, D.D. Survivor, Amazoness Spellcaster, Eria the Water Charmer, Frontline Base, Des Wombat, Shadowknight Archfiend, Different Dimension Capsule, Double Attack

Merry Christmas

(this isn't a joke, it's Christmas!!!)

Well, everything is ready for the big meal. Now we are awaiting for our guests (Grandparents + Aunt & Uncle).
I'm not too fond of the meals served, but I'll try to eat some kutia (I'll be needing money, if I get to study abroad). I'm waiting for the big gift give-away, I wonder how my sister will like the present I gave her.
Luna is sleeping so I don't think she's going to talk to me this evening... I hope for better luck next year, maybe then I'll be worthy to talk to her.

The Eagle has Landed

So I come home, being happy because of my results and that I think my biology exam went well, and what do I see? My parents, and they tell me a letter came saying that there is a package waiting for me at the post.

So I naturally go to the post, where the nice lady says to me that they don't have my package and I need to go to the post in the city centre. I go back home, and ask my dad to drive me there. After a while, we park somewhere and I go to the post. Of course the kind man says to me that the package should be at the post where I live and not here, because the package has arrived the day before. So I tell him that I already were there and they said to come here. But my argument seems to be insufficient. Frustrated, I return to my dad and tell him what happened, then a bodyguard came to us (we thought he wanted to notify us that we have parked in the wrong area) and said he can help. After a quick conversation he tells me to go with him. We enter through the staff door and he tells me to wait. So I wait, while hearing him yelling at someone that he didn't do his job right. A minute later, some signature writing and I have my package!

After getting back home I open my package, I look at the content and my mum finds me laughing and crying on the floor...

In other news:
58%: I can't believe I scored so high in Polish...
My email account seems to go crazy, it's the second time I can't send an email

94%

Mock English Matura: Me knows English not...

In other news:
I came home today after about 8 hours at school, and I see no one is home. That's odd, I thought, but then something black with eyes that screamed for human sacrifice and with claws able to tear flesh like butter jumped at me. So I hugged my kitty and gave her some food. She went mad from loneliness, and people think cats aren't social animals.

After a while my aunt, uncle and their baby daughter came. Their first words: "Why is it so dark? Why didn't you turned at least one light on?"... I didn't notice... (happens all the time)

They are now in the living room, aunt is feeding her baby. Parent should be here shortly, and I still have to do some homework and learn for tomorrow's exam... how I hate school...