
Thursday, January 15, 2009
teaching practice

Sunday, January 4, 2009
Childhood stuff

Hi everyone!
Hope your Xmas as well as New Year's Eve were great.
The picture on the left shows me and my best friend. I'm the one in the back. I don't know what this crooked smile means;] We're best friends still, although, as it happens between people, we've had our ups and downs. Nevertheless, we love each other very much.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
MUSIC
Now, a bit of Tworzywo Sztuczne- Fisz and Emade, check out this video.
Daft Punk- cllasics of electronic music, "Da funk": one of the best videos, I recon. Somehow, I couldn't forget it.
Uffie- a bit more hardcore, perhaps, I'm not sure. Uffie is 18 and she's from Miami. Currently she lives in Paris and cooperates with the producer Feadz they make electronic hip hop, but comparing their music to Fisz's electro/hip hop, there's lot more electro in here than hip hop. Best party music in my opinion. Uffie knows how to have fun;)
Mr Oizo- another classic of electronic music, I guess. He's French and he has a long beard. He's widely recognised for his "Flat beat", do you remember Fat Eric?
Electric Light Orchestra- a bit of old school. Sounds of my childhood.
BLACHOWNIA rules!

I'm from Lower Silesia. I'm from the South. Somehow I found myself among all you northerners, which makes me even more special.
Now, a bit more seriously. Blachownia is a small town, but town still (13,322 inhabitants), in the outskirts of the holy city of Czestochowa with its magnificent sacred tower. We, that is the dwellers of Blachownia, have always been in the shadow of Czestochowa, still we could enjoy all these things that were unattainable to the people from the city. We have an artificial contaminated lake, which still seems a good destination when having a walk; we have a recently renovated stadium where the local football team experiences triumphs but most often defeats that nobody cares about; we have two tennis courts, which are always busy so you can't use them anyway; we can hang out in one pizza place and one pub, so the night life is thriving; we go for shopping sprees to three secondhand shops, where the smell of cigarettes is as unbearable so that you leave after four minutes.
I realised that my serious description became not as serious as it was supposed to be.
So, I'll start all over again. Recently my beautiful rural hometown has been violently brought to its knees by an unstopable whirlwind. Enormous part of the forests has been destroyed, the roofs of the houses were scattered with holes, even the cross from the church tower was swept down to the ground. It was a personal tragedy for each one of us. We felt as if we were all in the movie "Twister", I think that my mum couldn't resist from pretending that she played the main famale role...
Check this out.
So, to finish my post a bit more romantically, I'll have to confess that I love my hometown, with its every street that I know by heart, or, perhaps, not every street, just a few of them:))