fIFA time

So this is it... I have turned the page in the book of my life and a new chapter has just began. Hmmm... I guess I should be happy that I have the 'honour' to study at (f)IFA. Still, I can't say I'm thrilled...

I've exchanged a grey and ugly building for another grey and ugly, only slightly bigger, one. The place is just as chaotic as KJO-nobody knows nothing, which means that I still don't know my schedule. It seems that the only difference between KJO and (f)IFA is people- both students and teachers. I'm not really worried about the former group. Although I'm the only person from KJO that chose the American Literature seminar, I'm sure I won't feel lonely there. I will be able to see my friends quite often and, hopefully, I'll meet interesting people. I'm just a bit apprehensive when it comes to the latter group. I only hope that at least some of them will turn out to be human(e).

The reason why I'm not so enthusiastic about (f)IFA is-attention Ladies and Gentlemen-the fact that I miss our college. I know that many of you complained a lot about KJO, I complained too. Still, I felt quite well there. I met wonderful people, both students and teachers, and I really hope I'll be able to keep in touch with them (might be quite difficult when it comes to the teachers,though;). Some of the teachers had an enormous influence on my life, even if they are completely unaware of that. If it hadn't been for college I wouldn't have been able to go to Finland, where I spent four amazing months. If it hadn't been for college I wouldn't have experienced one of the sweetest (though ephemeral) adventures in my life...

I guess it's time to move on, though... Hopefully, life has still a lot more to offer.

Listening to: Three Days Grace 'Gone Forever'

I feel so much better

Now that you're gone forever

I tell myself that I don't miss you at all

I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better

Now that you're gone forever

I'm not...

i'm not lonely
sleeping all alone

you think i'm scared
but i'm a big girl
i don't cry
or anything

i have a great
big bed
to roll around
in and lots of space
and idon't dream
bad dreams
like i used
to have that you
were leaving me
anymore

now that you're gone
i don't dream
and no matter
what you think
i'm not lonely
sleeping
all alone


by Nikki Giovanni

Flames to dust

My eyes
brimmed
with
tears
i choke
on
my defeat
the last
ray
of hope
glimmers
and then
is
gone...


Good-bye Sunshine...

Personality written in the stars?

I decided to make a small research on my zodiac sign, which is Aquarius. Below you will find some of the results. Those of you who know me, or think they know me;), do you think this description fits my personality? Is this how you perceive me? I would love to read your opinions.

I would also like to know whether the description of your zodiac sign agrees with your character. In this way I'll learn something new about you.

Here we go:

Aquarius is one of the hardest signs of the zodiac to understand.Aquarians will not reveal their innermost feelings no matter how hard others may try to persuade them, simply because they are unable to do so.People of this sign have a reputation for being enigmatic, difficult to understand, and different from everyone else, and cleverly play on this to gain power and attention.They are extremely friendly yet detached at a personal level.

They hate to be tied down and love their freedom. They are very moody. One moment, you will see them surrounded with a lot of people and the next, they will want to be left alone completely and go into one of their loneliness spells. An Aquarian hates to conform to the usual norms and is more of a rebel. He will keep on evaluating situations, people, etc on a regular basis. Still, at the end of the day, he will be as confused as before.

Aquarians basically possess strong and attractive personalities. They fall into two principle types: one shy, sensitive, gentle and patient; the other exuberant, lively and exhibitionist, sometimes hiding the considerable depths of their character under a cloak of frivolity.

Neither type makes friends easily. They sometimes appear to condescend to others and take too little trouble to cultivate the acquaintance of people who do not particularly appeal to them. They do not give themselves easily - perhaps their judgment of human nature is too good for - and are sometimes accounted cold. But once they decide someone is worthy of their friendship or love, they can exert an almost hypnotic and irresistible mental attraction on them and will themselves become tenacious friends or lovers, ready to sacrifice everything for their partners and be faithful to them for life. However, they are sometimes disappointed emotionally because their own high personal ideals cause them to demand more of others than is reasonable. And if they are deceived their anger is terrible. If disillusioned, they do not forgive.

They are nearly always intelligent, concise, clear and logical. Many are strongly imaginative and psychically intuitive.On the arts and humanities side their progressive tendencies can be expressed in writing, especially poetry, and broadcasting, or as welfare workers and teachers. (!!!)

They may express a lack of integrity in broken promises, secretiveness or cunning. Simmering anger and resentment, rudeness or, worse, a tense, threatening silence which may suddenly burst out in eruptions of extreme temper, these are all part of the negative side of the Aquarian. This can also reveal itself in a sustained hatred for enemies is capable of enlarging itself into a misanthropy toward the whole of mankind.

Possible Health Concerns:
As Aquarius is said to govern the legs from knees to ankles and the circulation of blood, Aquarians are susceptible to ailments particularly in the legs and ankles, such as cramps, and are also liable to spasmodic and nervous complaints, as well as wind, catarrh, diarrhea, dropsy, goiter and delirium tremens - so the avoidance of alcohol is important for those Aquarians who have a taste for it. Good to know ;)

And? What do you think? I must admit that there is a grain of truth in what they say, but I'm not going to tell you which parts are about me. Not yet;) I would like you to read your comments first.

Art for Art's sake?

Yesterday, I spent the evening in Stary Browar. Unfortunately, I didn't have a chance to see the flash mob, but I still enjoyed myself. I went to Slodownia to see New Dance performance. The performance consisted of two parts: a solo by Alice Chauchat and a duet of Alice, who prepared the choreography, and Alix Eynaudi-the dancer (both are French).

I'm still not sure whether I liked the first piece. It was an interpretation of two texts: The Art of Making Dances and no manifesto. Alice danced (some might think she rather moved) without any music and fragments of the two texts were projected onto the wall behind her.

The second piece was great! I really loved it! When we entered the room after the break, we found ourselves surrounded with a white smoke. Somewhere in the room was Alix-stark naked, moving towards the exit. At first I didn't know what to do, but after a while I followed the others, who were... following Alix! We actually became part of the performance. Alix left the room and after a while she came back wearing a black dress. She was just walking for some time and then she started dancing, moving from one person to another, crawling next to people who were sitting on the floor etc. Wow!

You can read more about this performance on Stary Browar's web page.

I know that some people watching the performance might have thought that we shouldn't call it art or dance. But I guess it's a matter of taste. What do you think about modern dance, or modern art in general? Do you like it or do you think it's ridiculous to call such things art? I'm curious what you think about it.

Stay strong;)

Relax, take it easy;)

Sisu is back! I'm sorry that I haven't posted anything for such a long time. I mean, I'm not really sorry to be honest. Why? Because no one bothers to read my blog anyway. Still, I decided to let you (?) know that I'm alive. I haven't been writing for some time because I have constant problems with signing in. It often happens that I want to write something but I simply can't.



Long weekend is long gone... It was really nice to visit my hometown again. Especially in the spring time. Unfortunately, the weather was awful as usual so I wasn't able to to sunbathe in my garden. And, of course, I didn't take my jacket, again...



At least Milan beat Manchester! And I'm almost sure they're going to win the final match. I don't know why, but when it comes to football I have never had a liking for English teams, although I love almost everything about England and UK in general. I have always been a fan of Italian teams. When I was eight, I was in love with Juventus Turin and Roberto Baggio, in particular;) Then I changed Juventus for Milan and Paolo Maldini;) Maybe there's something special about Italian players? Though Nuno Gomes is definitely my favourite;) He's gorgeous!



Today I'm home alone again. Actually, not completely alone as Kadarka keeps me company;) In a minute I will watch Batman;) and simply enjoy myself. I think I've deserved it after 6 days of hard work.



Before I leave you, I will share with you one of my pictures from my very early childhood. As you can see, there has always been something special about my hairstyle;)





P.S. Kamil! Don't you dare downloading the picture;)



Take care

Writing about writing...

This is basically what I do. It's almost like in Barth's 'Life-story'. Although I'm not writing about the inability to write I sometimes feel unable to start writing;) This weekend, however, was different. I've managed to spend more than one hour on writing my thesis. I've spent quite a lot of time revising, improving, editing, adding new information and, ladies and gentlemen, the first chapter of my paper is finished! Not much, eh? Still, I do not get depressed by this fact. I will read a little bit more today and maybe I'll write at least a part of the second chapter for Tuesday. Wish me luck!

At the moment I cannot decide whether to prepare news for tomorrow, revise phrasal verbs, or vocabulary from McCarthy. Maybe I should watch a movie instead? All I know is that I'm waiting impatiently for the next Saturday to come. I'm visiting Mazury again:) and I'm not going to be back in Poznan before the following Sunday.

I have to leave you now. I desperately need a fag... :)