i must admit it first. i dont like blogging in foreign languages. unless its blogging about expensive computer parts or trying to sell on-line the crap i hoarded in my closet (or what should be my closet) on my endless and countless gone-thrift-shopping-diner-is-in-the-oven adventures. loads of money had i spent there, loads and loads and loads. anyway, what i wanted to do is to answer to some suggestions some of my dear not polish-speaking friends (especially those located in the US) had been making over the last few months.
ladies and gentleman, będę mówić po polsku, bo jestem polakiem i myślę po polsku. not this time.
so here i am, stuck in the middle, almost a college dropout for the second time (oh dont panic until you know for sure - which is i guess in 8 hours or so). im almost drowning in the clothes i hate (the only ones i do not hate are mainly those, you would say crappy old school, thrifted tshirts i adore wearing so much and the lovely hand me downs from the great us of a). the only shoes i can wear are keds so now you have no doubts why winter really stresses me out.
im 22 and im not even close to the badass i thought id be by 20. "by 23, all you gotta be is yourself, sweetie". ok, ethan, that only works if youre winona and get paid for breathing, not mentioning going to bed with ethan hawke and spending some quality time in the cuckoos nest. btw, i dont care that much. i mean, its just that ive become even more aspergian and sociopathic than i used to be. i dont care that much cause "people are mainly shallow and superficial" as one guy who likes to smell sausages once said to me, but somwtimes its not so pleasant to be so contra.
more to come. the judgement hour approaches.