А ещё я прошёл тест "гуманитарий/технарь". Оказалось 50/50. Кто бы сомневался!
Гуманитарные науки интересны, но не хватает теоретических знаний.
К техническим прекрасные способности, но интерес почти нулевой.

Вот она квинтессенция всей моей довольно ироничной жизни. Я - Чендлер.
Без надежды на свет в конце тоннеля.

...ummm... ehh...
...don't know what to say... lol!

hungry.

p.s. thank you dear diary for you steadily bear my whining...

i'm becoming more and more sarcastic every day. hm...

p.s. world of warcraft is amazingly wonderful-wonderful-wonderful!

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discussed with the colleague how we were going to celebrate our birthdays.
me: your birthday is 16 december, right?
she: no, it's YOUR birthday! mine is the 15th. *lol*
me: rrright! i thought mine was the 14th...

shit! have you ever forgotten your own date of birth? )))

myself

whoever finds will be rewarded.

norwegians speak slowly, very slowly - they drawl vowels and even consonants and use a lot of pause fillings like mmm, eeeh etc.
it's very catching and since i've always tended to do so as well, now it takes me ages to finish a phrase. )))

paris, mon amour, i miss you so much! i've realized it only today.

moi, j'ai décidé de t'attendre,
peut-être qu'en septembre,
tu reviendras...

i really tend to post here only when i feel sad/bad/bored or smth like that...

sooo wanna sleep!
and it's damn sunny outside. i don't want sun. long for a polar night - that's one of few norwegian pleasures...

i hate writing reports!
but i really like when i do smth, and it turns out to result in a right way.
and now i'm writing the report - hating it but at the same time loving the result. )))

i wish i could smoke by the table... maybe in ideal world...