Today was my last day of school for 2 weeks. I need plans. Let's brainstorm! But it's only me so......I guess it can work. Host mom is listening to Teenage Wasteland right now. A little odd because last week I downloaded a bunch of songs by the Who. I guess she's just utilizing her mind reading skills again. She is a little late this time but maybe they get thrown off wack when she is sick.
Back to planning. Tomorrow I will be going to Gringo's Cafe to get naleśniki, which for you non polish speakers are like crepes and for you non french speakers, they are really flat pancakes. But filled with lovely lovely goodness, such as ....Nutella, Banana, Walnuts and topped with whipped cream and chocolate sauce.......*drool* If I am to return to Canada fat, these will be the reason.
And other than that plan for tomorrow....I have nothing. Maybe go to Elk or Bialystock. Or oh I don't know. That's so sad...in Poland and nothing to do. It'd would be fine if the snow had stayed melted but last night it had to go snow. As my only footwear is converse, which don't have the reputation of the warmest shoes ever, I can't go for long walks. Well I could if I wore two pairs of socks but I hate doing that. It makes my feet feel like they are really thick. Yes. Thick. Hopefully the snow melts.
I'll probably do some photography. Just some more in depth photography, not the snap away at uninteresting subjects such as me shopping.
Maybe I'm going to Warsaw? I could have misunderstood my host mom but I swear she said that just she is going....OR! Or maybe her, host dad and host bro are going and leaving me here with the host sister I've never meet. Sounds like a harsh thing for them to do, but I forsee it occuring. Oh well those will be the days that I go places.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Good thing?
Well. My host mom can read my mind...
The End.
Oh just joshin' with ya! I'll elaborate.
On Monday during Polish class I thought to myself " Hmm I want eggs. I'll make some when I get home." Then I got home and the eggs had dust on them and I was frightened of my host brother wandering in circles in the kitchen and yelling at the cat so I did not. Speak of the cat! It just entered the room! It just meowed. Now it's rolling on the floor. Now it is on my lap. Good kitty. Now it' crawled into this tiny hole. I'm gunna attempt to get my camera and take a picture. Hahahaha! Ok back to story. So I didn't make eggs. I was in my room and was called for dinner. Guess what was for dinner? EGGS!
Crazy.
Then today at school I thought to myself, " I want pancakes. Maybe I'll make some." But then I completely forgot about it and didn't. Well. Guess what was for dinner today? Pancakes.
So now I'm not sure whether to be frightened by this skill or impressed. I think tomorrow I'll try for chocolate chip cookies....
The End.
Oh just joshin' with ya! I'll elaborate.
On Monday during Polish class I thought to myself " Hmm I want eggs. I'll make some when I get home." Then I got home and the eggs had dust on them and I was frightened of my host brother wandering in circles in the kitchen and yelling at the cat so I did not. Speak of the cat! It just entered the room! It just meowed. Now it's rolling on the floor. Now it is on my lap. Good kitty. Now it' crawled into this tiny hole. I'm gunna attempt to get my camera and take a picture. Hahahaha! Ok back to story. So I didn't make eggs. I was in my room and was called for dinner. Guess what was for dinner? EGGS!
Crazy.
Then today at school I thought to myself, " I want pancakes. Maybe I'll make some." But then I completely forgot about it and didn't. Well. Guess what was for dinner today? Pancakes.
So now I'm not sure whether to be frightened by this skill or impressed. I think tomorrow I'll try for chocolate chip cookies....
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Rather tragic.
Dec January 9
Hmm....for some reason the polish teacher thinks I would enjoy looking at everyones marks in the ledger. That might be exciting if I was a 10 year old black mailer and had a horrible enemy in the class. But I don't and therefore have no interest in such things. So I guess I'm not done writing for today. Really? Who wants to look at a bunch of numbers? Not I. It's not like they are exciting numbers. 1,2,3,4,5 and sometimes a dash. Not my favorite numbers. Not that I have a favourite number. I hate the question, "What's your favourite number?" "I DON'T BLOODY KNOW!" It's a number, why do I care? It will always be there, being boring. It's not like a planet. You can't just decide one day....Oh 6 isn't a number anymore. It is and always will be. I hate numbers. Well more then this, I hate people who try to make me love numbers. No ok? Just no. How you spell renescience in polish. > RENESANS Actually I'm not sure hoow to spell it in english. Not like that for sure. >^
Hayley
Hmm....for some reason the polish teacher thinks I would enjoy looking at everyones marks in the ledger. That might be exciting if I was a 10 year old black mailer and had a horrible enemy in the class. But I don't and therefore have no interest in such things. So I guess I'm not done writing for today. Really? Who wants to look at a bunch of numbers? Not I. It's not like they are exciting numbers. 1,2,3,4,5 and sometimes a dash. Not my favorite numbers. Not that I have a favourite number. I hate the question, "What's your favourite number?" "I DON'T BLOODY KNOW!" It's a number, why do I care? It will always be there, being boring. It's not like a planet. You can't just decide one day....Oh 6 isn't a number anymore. It is and always will be. I hate numbers. Well more then this, I hate people who try to make me love numbers. No ok? Just no. How you spell renescience in polish. > RENESANS Actually I'm not sure hoow to spell it in english. Not like that for sure. >^
Hayley
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