Gnashing my teeth, grrrr!!!

I hate USOS ( =the University System of Students' On-line Service). It’s a shit! It’s a website through which supposedly one should EASILY register on elected courses and EASILY arrange his study program. BUT what a crap, doesn't work. And in the secretary' office my so called "index" (which is a student's book of registration of courses- the most important document for a student!) has been lost!
I am pissed off.
Well, the University of Warsaw welcome back. Should get used to it!

The Twisted Tale of the World's Most Famous Cat

"I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown."

As Woody Allen said, the talent for being happy is appreciating and liking what you have, instead of what you don't have.

He's smart.

[hə`ləu `AfrIkE]

Uff, it's so warm and humid in here, the heat-wave came from the South, the air is so thick, atmosphere extremely close, and one has an impression that the air is compressed! I can barely move! It’s 4 p.m., ambient temperature reaches 36 degrees (!) and gosh I'm afraid that my blood going to boil. Fell so oddly, like a flat balloon!

Hello Africa!

(Yeah, I've known that finally I'll find something on Mallorca to complain about ^^)

Curiosity Killed The Cat

Matter of Taste

Somebody asked me today how does my home taste like. And even though she wanted to know what we usually eat for dinner, it made me think for a little while. So there is an answer: my home has a flavor of my mom’s yeast cake and stewed cherries. And homemade smoked sausages. Oh, and “the doves” obviously (but just from time to time, for Very Special Occasions!).
I do not know much about yours’ homes, but as for me your countries taste as well, Australia with Kate’s damper, the US with a bread pudding with raspberries, Spain with amazing egg & potatoes omelet and lemon thingy, Denmark with this fishy something in the shape of crockets, Germany- potatoes salad, Lithuania with smoked pigs’ ears, Portugal- spinach, Romania- boiled cabbage, Italy- Pasta (quite obvious, but one Sardinian girl showed me that there are at least 239 ways of preparing and 154 ways of consuming it!), England- doughnuts ( yes, in plural, one is not sufficient!).


(Jaja, the gourmet)

I'm a Lady

It's so fabulous to be myself. I just simply love it. And I want to say it loudly: I like my body, I adore my (lack of ^^) voice, all asymmetries I hold, every single kilogram (btw, I'll never use the phrase "redundant kilograms" again!), the way I'm walking and smiling.
It may look like a really trivial post, some kind of self-admiration, but guys, why not?!
Honestly, I've never done it before, so please do not consider the post as a manifestation of vanity, but as a first step in constructing my self-confidence (which actually I've never possessed).
Just wanted to give a try to the self-glorification, coz...
I AM A LADY.

(xoxo for Julia)