things to do.. (part two)

...as i have found ticket to Chicago for a decent price so now..



1. I need to find those money, fast.



...as I came back from Italy with my face burnt:



2. I need to get rid of it.. colour not face....

from other news I think the winter and horrible weather is over as for the first time this year I bought some carrots.. and also I am eating them as my supper..
last year my diet lasted for about 2days..

Plan for upcoming hours

Im going to Italy this saturday.. officialy at the university Im saying "but its Easter!I cant spend it without my family!!" off the record?We are going to ski our asses off:)(as my boyfriend says), so I need to prepare myself.. even though it is my brother that brings all my important things from Poland (like skiing trousers, jacket, gloves.. and so on) I need to take some things with me from here.. and I need to prepare this place for my flatmate who comes back from the hospital next week. so here is what I need to do in following hours:

1. mail my brother with the exact instructions what he should take with him for me (including the exact colour of my skiing t-shirts)
2. mail my tutour with the plan of my experiment for my final essay or however you call it
3. come up with some ideas for my plan
4. clean the bathroom- my flatmate was having a boy for a week in our place (I was staying at my boyfriend's place at that time) so the bathroom.. well I will need a beer before even starting..
5. clean the kitchen... now its me who is mostly responsible for its state.. I was having a party last night.. me, chips, beer and Gilmore Girls..
6. pack my bag with things I need to take from Paris..
7. find everything I can about the britishness in '90 and its representation in the movies..
8. write an essay about it wouldn't be a bad idea..

all that is to be done before 10h30 tomorrow morning as that is when I leave my place and I would be back only to pick up my bag in late evening..

I think I will have a beer now.. from good news though: I got back my passport this morning with a brand new visa inside..
so I guess:
9. find a cheap ticket to Chicago...

how to screw up your visa application

1. you can forget that the photo they are asking you for, has a specific requirements and end up running for hours looking for a photographer who can actually do it and do it in 10minutes.
2. you can wake up too late and still without The Application form printed.
3. you can stand in a line at the post office due to some technical problems with computers- its 9h15 and you still need to print out those forms not mentioning getting to the Consulate( where you should be at 10h00)
4. you can wait at the internet cafe for like 20min because stuff had their cigarette brake.
5. you can get lost at montparnasse metro station.

After I finally got into the Consulate I had really pleasant conversation with a girl while taking my finger prints:
-ooooh.. you want to go to Chicago??Im coming from Chicago!!

(first points for me!)

then second conversation(this time with a guy, while checking if those fingerprints are really mine):

-you prefer english or french?(tricky question, huh?i almost answered: well im more into swedish guys, no offence..:)
me(hesitating): english
-ooh, good (another point for me)
me: (smile)
-so what are you doing in Paris?
me: studying, having fun.. I love this place so much that I want to come back.. for sure:)
-ok. you should get back your passeport with visa in two days.

I am going to USA this june!!!:)

women's day

Today I was walking my boyfriend to the metro station, before my work and suddenly I looked at him and said:
- its funny, its the first time when I spend this day and I didnt even get any single flower.. usually it was at least my dad who was buying me one.. or my boyfriend if I had one.. or some friends...

and I looked mysteriously above the horizont...
my boyfriend just said:
well, maybe its time to start a new tradition then...

jalousy

this morning I woke up and I saw that there is something wrong with my phone.. after few seconds I realized that the battery wasnt charged!After another close inspection I understood that this is the moment when I should change my phone. As I have lots of points on my account(ekhm... ) I can get pretty much every phone I wish...
but..
here is the problem, I need to pick up my phone carefully as if my boyfriend is hardly jalous about anyone there is this "thing" about phones, cameras, computers... everything that you first check on the web and then you go to one shop and then to another to compare prices and then again on the web.. and in the end you buy something great but still leaving some space for unreachable.. and the story continues...

If I dare to have better phone than he has...
there might be a problem later...

things to do.. (part one)

the invitation is official and "this summer" means june..


I think its a high time to start doing some sport again.. I mean june is not that far away after all:)

problem

so I got invited to a wedding.. this summer.. the thing is that I need to go to USA to celebrate this moment with my friend.. so here is the problem:

1. how fast can I get visa?
2. where can I find almost 1000euros for two-ways ticket?

anyway the email said: "this summer" and "im sure you cant come".. well.. I guess I will need to wait for an official invitation to start sell out all my belongings...

and oh no!I have no idea what to wear!!!!

nicknames

When I came to Paris.. some time ago, my biggest naightmare was to..

yes of course telling my phone number in french like a normal person, meaning: forty four eighty nine ninety seven and not four... four.. eight.. eee... nine nine... seven.. (for those who are not familiar with the french system of counting I just want to say that after 60 you dont really know how to count anymore.. if you want to say that you have seventy boxes you will say that you have sixty and ten boxes.. instead of eighty you say four twenty.. and so on and so on...

but

my biggest nightmare was to tell my email adress because of my weird nickname in it. basically it has no sense in France and all those consonants together r d z.. it was horrible for my friends and mysterious for me.. I mean I felt so mysterious:)and then one day I was spelling my email adress to another person and some girls were standing next to me. When I finished one of them (later I have discovered that she was polish born in France and that she spoke polish fluentely) smiled and said:

"its so smart, its just your last name and the first name put together.. so smart!" and she left..

and I felt like something precious was taken from me. My mystery is gone.. I think I should buy some sunglasses to at least hide my eyes.. being mysterious is not that easy in this multilingual world anymore..