Thursday, June 2, 2011

There was this super big thunderstorm last night around 1am, except that it was about 10 miles away, nonetheless it was very visible and me and my cousin tried extremely hard to get some shots of the lightning. Most were failures except for like 3 which by some miracle show the bolts.




I also just realized how fucking different milk is here. It tastes COMPLETELY different, so much better, you can taste the lack of chemicals and it's always so fresh because, well, it's so much easier to make and more accessible. I can't even begin with the variety of juices and flavored waters. I think they seep through everyone's veins here.

I'm itching to go to my lake property. It's literally just land and this small little thing with a roof over it that has a table in it (we call it a kitchen...) but tents are totally appropriate and swimming is amazing if you just clean up the seaweed, our neighbor is an alcoholic and there's a bar like a 10 minute walk away, farm animals everywhere, it's perfect.

Is it bad that I'm already starting to miss everyone back home?

Monday, May 30, 2011

It's like 3:40AM over on this side of the world, and I'm up because of jetlag, bored with nothing to really do because everyone is still asleep. The good thing is I'm up just in time to see sunrise. I really wish I had something exciting to say but the most I can squeeze out is that I slept through most of my nine-hour flight here, and woke up with a crazy woman staring at me. I think one of my favorite parts of Poland is the train system here. Well not the system, just the trains in general. They're so old and vandalized, and have little cabins, it's like the only thing in Poland that isn't advancing, and I hope it stays that way because they look so neat.

Obsessed with this video and song. Really good movie, by the way. 

Saturday, May 28, 2011

My dumb ass woke up at 9am this morning after coming home at around 2 last night, dead tired, but I needed to finish packing because my mind was absolutely convinced I was leaving for Poland today at 4pm. Comes past noon, I'm pretty much packed and ready to go, shit, I even took a shower. I walk downstairs to find my mom on the couch, asking me "Where are you going?" Jokes on me, my plane actually leaves tomorrow at 9pm. My life is a lie. How did my brain convince me I was leaving today? Where did that thought even stem from?

Looking at my suitcases, I still can't accept the fact that I'll be leaving for like a month and a half. Basically I'll be seeing most of Poland, staying with people I've never even met, with hopes of my cousin taking care of me because sometimes I still feel like a baby. All I'm really looking forward to is sitting by a bonfire on my lake property with my cousins and friends, talking about irrelevant things, taking a night swim, catching frogs, meeting strangers, chasing chicken.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

SUMMER GOALS:

  • learn how to shoot guns well
  • um getting a gun license first would make sense 
  • go to a gay club
  • have a really large tea collection like a huge one with every type of tea, ever
  • go camping 
  • go to pitchfork 
  • meet a lot of people all over Europe so i have a place to stay at the next time i visit
  • dye my shitty hair pink 
  • roadtrip somewhere cool
  • i swear i'm going to finish this 

Monday, May 23, 2011

My dreams are beginning to freak me out lately, I've had the strangest things happen to me during them with an even more bizarre mix of people who for some reason showed up when I was REMing. I had this inception-like dream a couple of weeks back when I woke up twice within one dream, I clearly remember waking and asking my cousin in my dream what had happened the night before and he said we went to party and I fell asleep? And I woke up again but this time in real life. It blew my mind, I had no idea this shit was actually possible.

Last night's dream was just too odd to even comprehend, maybe it was because I fell asleep pissed off, or slightly drunk, one of those. Regardless, people I barely knew from high school ended up saving my life in this dream and it really makes me question my subconscious because... I don't think about any of these people, ever. In fact I rarely think about people at all. Oops.