The high-sky.

Now I gotta be careful n spare no efforts to articulate myself in the immaculate, impeccable Polish lingua [nay the franca one]. Even harder for myself to refrain from usin this éclat language which is, of them course, undeniably eminent in its whole silhouette English. He is a dainty morsel to play around. Lookin at his snapshot, it turned out so easily. Lotta more to tell and lotta more to do, with me as well with my room. Now, enjoy some brand new photos of mine from Glasgow-please pronounce it responsibly.

Hi jack!

I reckon it's been a while since I last wrote on my personal site. Sitting at the moment at the personal computer in a Glaswegian library amongst fascinating books is the main why. Seems like cast away, doesn't resemble home. The paradox - feel like loosing my language innate abilities, all the comprehension I proudly came to possess. I reckon it's just another stage of further, proficient, harder development. Ai! Neibora, it's gon' be o'reit! Just to give you a humble sample of local accent and so different, almost adjacent, way of speaking and vocabulary as well. Goodbye for now, daft fellas! I'll help myself with a load of paperbacks from here... paying especial attention to a one on chocolate...