Po polsku



Yasmin, Ja(z miną na rogala) i Martha

 Dzisiaj napiszę wam coś po polsku, cieszycie się prawda?




Zaczęły mi się ferie, tygodniowe. Mid'term rocks!



Dzień był jaki był, skończyło się z objadaniem się w MacDonald'zie.



Lubie Ciasteczka Nestle :)



W domu jest tyyyyle słodyczy że niewiadomo od czego się zabrać :)



Peace, Hope and Ice-cream! :*

I don't have a clue

I don't think i hae a good day. I feel terrible though as nobody did anything.
I'm just not feeling well. Too much on me! Too much.

I love Ireland, I love the friendliness of some people. The green, the rain and the hills. The sea, the cattle in the fields and the well build roads. The safe towns, the wonderful language.
I don't like the simpliness of some bitchy girls, the boredom in small towns, the fact about living far away from your beloved best friends. And no way to seeing them at the weekend.

I miss Poland, my family, my friends. The bitter coldness of the Polish winter, and the golden leaves of the Polish Autumn. I miss the misery and the streetlamps. The warmness of the sun in July and the food.
I hate the scary guys following me from one place to the other, the jealousy and unacceptance.

Nothing can satisfy me, right?
How yee keeping?

Co u was loves?