bye 2010

Somehow, I don't feel the need of coming back here for now, cuz all I can think about, talk about and write about is love :) that's all that fills my life and heart.

but shortly, 2010 was an important year, I've experienced many new things and my life has changed a lot. Comparing to 2009 which was dramatic, this one was more peaceful which I'm grateful it turned out that way and not other.

Definitely, the end of 2010 was the most surprising part, which just makes me very excited about the coming new one :)

Yes, I'm in love and I have plenty of plans! or actually, we do have plenty of plans! Praying God will continue enlighten my way, praying I will make the right and wise decisions and praying for the Love and Health for all my Love one's!

Life is just great! <3

wow, it's been two months since my last note? Okay I will definitely come back by the end of this year ;] just not quite yet now. It's like too many things happening recently. I, myself, am finding it hard to catch up.
But yea.
Generally speaking. Love and Happiness!
Happy Holidays :)

three.

This is probably my last post before I go back home :)
So, I just want to start with summarizing my bday weekend
It was a great one! So many people made it very special and I can't thank God enough for all the blessings!
It feels great to read and hear all the wishes coming from the people I met in my life; everyone has made some impact on it and I will always remember them and cherish the memories we shared.
Love my Family and my Friends! And I pray that they will always be next to me just the way they are now :)

But of course, life isn't all about love, butterflies, rainbows and sugar. Some things come with a price ;)
In my case, I got cold :(
Yes, it's just a cold, get over it, Joy!
well, not really! I know it will be over within few days, but it is a real struggle!
I am blessed with a good health, In my whole life, I can count the number of times I've been for a check-up. I had an easy childhood, went trough normal sicknesses that every child should go trough, even living in a rather cold country, hardly caused me getting ill. My average is once to twice (extreme lol) per year. But once it does strike me - bang! It is not easy at all.
And since I don't take drugs (well, sometimes I need a painkiller for my headaches, and I would drink some meds for high fever) I usually go for natural, home-treatment.
I always believed that taking chemicals just makes your body weaker and less protected for another illness, which will cause taking the drugs again and again just to 'survive'.
(My private research, lol, shows that people who were taking lots of drugs during childhood, now are in big need of them and they get sick more often, I promise!)

But yea, I'm talking about small illnesses!! cold, flue, fever and such. Of course, for more serious cases you need to be treated in a right way, often need drugs and so on. So but, people were getting sick since centuries! Before they knew what a doctor is (although there were some specialists, right?) and still, they survived!
okay I'm not sure what I'm talking about, it's probably that sweat of mine because of my brain being boiled from the heat ( one of my method is to sweat all the toxins out! It really helps! ) It comes more naturally in such countries as Malaysia :)

Aaaah I want to get better by tomorrow! Need to write one mega assignment and one smaller one, to finally get over this semester! (I am not counting in the final exams which are in a month time from now)
And I need to start packing! It seems I don't even have time to get too excited ;)
But that's good! I can't be bothered :)
I will take it as it comes!!
Okay, whom am I bullcrapping!! I AM SO EFFING EXCITED!

okay, bye for now before I faint :D

two.

London and Warsaw's tickets purchased!! :)))

Haven't felt so excited and nervous at the same time for a  looong time!
My head now is just filled with ideas, plans and things to do!
I am just so scared that there will be not enough time..

main list (21 days):

see all my close friends (the number is a way bigger than the number of days, ooops)
see all the babies that were born while I was away :)
visit my auntie who lives in a different city
put flowers and light a candle on my late Grandpa's grave..
attend every (that is 3, lol) Sunday Mass
attend the Filipino monthly Mass
visit my favorite clubs at least twice a week
go around Warsaw to reminisce the ol' good times :)
go to the bowling alley to see my buddies
get online from time to time lol
spend as much time possible with Baby Ceska!!
throw a bday party (I think I have to join it with the welcoming party)
throw a farewell party (every occasion is good to celebrate!)
visit my friend's Sushi restaurant (or even 3 actually)
do something spontaneous and crazy!

and many many more.

Warsaw list seems so much easier than the London list (3 days):

see my friend no 1.
see my friend no 2.
see my friend no 3.
see my little Princess Reya and her Baby Brother that I have yet to see for the very first time
see my Aunties
spend as much time possible with Ewelina and her fam
am I forgetting something?
oh, I wish I went to FM.

The painful thing? Bruno Mars will be performing with Travy McCoy on October 25th in London - I'm gonna miss it!
Then the following days he will be in Germany! I will be just few miles away. Life is so unfair!
lol
okay, I am thankful for having the chance to go back. I promise, I won't complain (except for the lack of time)

I know, I consider myself lucky! Every thing fell to the right place!
Going back was a hopeless dream, as I just paid my school fees, and I am still paying down my Joyride. My Mom got her ticket to KL for December. Money for my ticket was nowhere to be found.

But since I never give up, I checked the tickets to find a great promotion!! It's almost half price! Didn't think long, especially after the past months of my miserable life and particular situations on the same day I decided to buy the ticket :)

I believe I deserve a break!
Every holiday, every break, all my classmates and friends kept going back, asking me whether I am going back as well. It was so overwhelming sitting two weeks (once in a while during the whole year) etc just at home, alone, doing homeworks and cleaning the house, while every body else was spending time with their families, their friends, being back home and so on.
I missed my Grandpa's funeral, which wasn't easy to deal with, I missed my own Brother's wedding, I am about to miss my only cousin in Poland's wedding (an the opportunity to see all my relatives I haven't seen for many years!)
With all the stress I've been going trough it was just too much at some points.
I prayed so hard, and here I am, with tickets in my mail :)

Making my besties cry over the fact that I am finally coming back :)
I know I'm so blessed!

only not looking forward to the long-butt flight! sigh

have a great weekend! I'm back to my assignments, oh joy!

one.

I fell in love.
truly madly and deeply
:)
with.. A MOVIE!
yes, a movie, in fact a Bollywood movie that I've watched with Bahasa Melayu subtitles, so except for some occasional English words spoken by the actors, and few words in BM that I know, I did dont understand the words, dialogues etc BUT I feel like I understand that movie more than any other movies I've seen in my life!!

It's called Taare Zameen Par: Every Child is Special, which was named in English: Like Stars on Earth.

I'm sending you to wikipedia if you want to know more about the plot etc Taare_Zameen_Par <- click!

Okay, but how and why did I fell in love with this movie, especially when I did not understand the words? yea, sounds ridiculous. Anyhow, because it touches my heart! I've watched it twice (the second time, I wanted to see whether I was just in some kind of 'crying-mood' before or does it really make me cry like a baby). And so it wasn't just my mood. It really does make me cry. To be honest I teared troughout 60% of the movie, and the movie is more than 2hrs long. So imagine.

Few weeks ago, the most passionate and inspiring teacher of mine showed us a clip from this movie:
Bum Bum Bole <- click!
my very first-second-thought was *Palmface* but as the clip goes on, the song is nice for the ears (very catchy, too), the teacher is cute and love the moves! and of course children.. the one thing that makes me weak, always! Now everytime I see/hear this one, I have a big joker-smile on my face, Like it literally makes me happy :)

So my friend downloaded the movie, and after a while the teacher said that they will show it on TV, so I waited patiently to watch it on the bigger screen than my 12'1'' lappy :)

From the very first scenes I kept getting all tearry and stuff. Like as in 'what's wrong with you joy?'. Till the very last scene I shed at least 50 tears!
And I know an avarrage person would say "okay, it was nice, but what to cry about?" but for me, and I bet for many other sensetive people (as I read a lot of reviews and comments, thank God I wasn't the only one crying *blush*) this movie was very inspirational and touching.

The best thing about this movie is that there is no corniness, no love-drama, no deaths etc just a simple plot, of which thusand of people in this world face every day. Parents, Children and Teachers (it's just like the Holy Trinity, Father, Son and the Spirit). And another great thing about it is the acting itself where I didn't have to understand the language to know what is going on. It felt like watching someone's life. The emotion.. ugh really brilliant (especially the young boy).

I keep going around, sorry, why it touched me so deeply is because it tells about lack of knowledge of some people, of their lack of sensitivity ,and problems that people face, from their very first years. It shows how to make a better place, starting with the children as they are our future. Of how there are people out there with big hearts that can motivate and change one's life in a simple way. They can make a better life for many out there, with just a pinch of will and open-mind, loving and caring heart. And I know there are people like that teacher somehwere out there, I can easily say that the lecturer who introduced us this movie is someone very similar to the one in that film.

Another thing why it catches me so deeply because, except for my passion to kids, I am a teacher in making. And it's my time now to catch the characteristics of my personality that will make me a good teacher in the future (if so..). And I can easily observe that troughout my life teachers were lacking passion, sometimes even attitude. Even right now, in the University, I am shocked with how some lecturers (fine, just one so far) are concidered experienced, professional and GOOD lecturers, while everytime I see that person and hear the words coming out of x throat, I pray hard to chase away my thoughts of harming x. (x = he/her/she/his etc, I know many people knows who I am refering to).
So even if x teaches well the subject, why should I even listen to such a person who will insult us few times per class, and who claims that we will produce 'stupid students' while if I were to take her as my role model, I think I'd sooner kill all people for them being 'idiots, stupid, brainless and with no knowledge' than even try teaching. I guess my classmates who would read this note would perfectly know who I am talking about, well I don't care. I am actually surprised that some people like that attitude and will probably follow x style. God bless, I would never bring my children any close to such people. I believe in being polite and having good mannaers.

Well okay, I went really around this time, but that is because that lecturer always makes my blood pressure jump so high.. And I could write a book about it and still, it wouldn't take out my anger I have towards that person :)
So like yea, where was I? oh I just wanted to say, it's a shame that there are less teachers out there who with their attitude would encourage the students to learn, to enjoy, to listen and to be a good person. Real shame.

So yea, I'm not going to write more. Just wanted to share some thoughts. I might even watch it for the third time (maybe I will learn the language? hmm toink.)

I just think that every (future) parent and every (future) teacher should watch this movie to learn how to understand and help children with problems they face in their early lives.
Make this worlda better place!

Bum Bum Bole..

5.

you know how I've been talking 'i'ma stop caring for people'
while today, all of a sudden I feel like I forgave everyone who's ever hurt me. Like I started to believe in people again. And it feels amazing!
All the tears and pain faded away, just like that..
I hope it's not just something temporary, I really pray, pray so hard, that it is for good..

It's been cumulating for the past days, it's like the puzzle pieces finally start resembling the image I've been trying to build. They may be few missing, but I know I will find them and arrange in the right way, in my own time.

It feels great!
I can't even express it.. Too many things are running trough my head! The positive is winning over the negative! So easily now..

The only thing I'm scared of, is that this feeling may run away sooner or later, but I don't want it to.. I will do my hardest not to let go, because why to choose pain over love and joy?

And I see now, how caring for people pays off, sometimes after a long time, but it does! And that is what matters. We just need to be patient and try. Give our best.Open our hearts.Because even when it comes later, we will feel how worth the wait was, and that will be the only thing that matters at the end.

And if there are people out there hating me right now, or even troughout the years, all I can say is I am sorry, I never meant to do anything wrong to you. I just pray that you will forgive me, and I asure you, you will feel much better :) just give it a try..

4.

I'm not thinking straight at the moment but I wana post a poem that was invented today for our teaching poetry class (it's a few-minutes-invention) by my friends and me, before I forget.

Family starts my day
with Friends along the way
Music on the play
Shopping makes me gay
while School starts at eight
Food adds up my weight
Money makes me safe
cute Boys are my fav.

yea.

it talks for itself.
the theme was suppose to be Happiness, can you tell? it might not have much sense, but what does today :]
Have a great week!
Stay Happy..

3.

Oh, my.. A new month is approaching!
And i's the month I've been waiting for such a long time. In some sense.
It just seems like yesterday, when I was looking into the future anticipaiting being 'legal' forreal.
It seemed so far away, now it's just couple of days to go.
Hmm, what do I really mean by legal?
As in most countries, being 18 is the turning point in one's life. Stepping into the adulthood etc. For many - being independent, having the rights to decide for one's self. blah, blah, blah.
So was I waiting and waiting for that day. But just because I wanted to throw a big party and throw away my fake ID that kept me getting into the clubs for couple of years :) just some kind of formality.
Never knew the pressure coming from the folks 'when you're 18 you can do whatever you want, but for now you must listen to us'. Right or Wrong? I don't know. I'm only sure, I was happy :)

So about turning 21 (ouch, I got mix feelings about that age), I still look at it as some kind of formality.
Again, I can slowly put aside my fake ID that allows me to enter clubs with entries 21+, and If I ever decide to go to the States in my nearest future, I'm allowed to drink. Which isn't an important fact at all.

But since I am obsesses with numbers, ages and so on (new thing about me, huh, stranger!) it's like reaching another goal in life. Those days, when being 12 was sooo grown up! after that 'sweet' 16, then 18, now 21.. I guess next on list is 25, followed by 30..
The problem is I wanted to accomplished some things by the certain ages. Some I did, some I did not.
And it keeps me worried, or actually unsatisfied to know I am still somewhat far from reaching my life goald according to my age.
I'm not going to 'expose' them here and now. Guess it's too personal, and I don't like to remember my 'failures' (for many of my close one's it's not a failure, it's something that's awaiting me in the future, just not quite yet now) But I refer to it as a failure, because those were the things I believed in for so long, something that went deep inside of me, and made me who I am.
And I was damn close to reaching one of the top life goals, when suddenly everything collapsed. Made another one, or two fade aways as well.
That's probably the reason, too, for my dark side of me nowadays :)
But I guess, I just have to live with it for now and be patient.
And moving them or delaying is like cheating yourself (myself).
Maybe there is a reason for why things are happening the way I didn't expect them too. Maybe I'm not ready?

Although, I feel I am. I really am.

2.

something that bothers me very much recently, besides million of other things of course, (yes, as I loove to complain) is my .. accent. I lost it. Or actually gained a new one that I am totally unhappy with.
And the English efficiency, it's almost as I am starting from the very beginning.

The story goes..
I grew up in an English-speaking house, but in Poland, where Polish became my mother-tongue.
My English was limited to the simple every day English - using it only with my Mom.
In my primary school, somewhere towards the end, it came as a subject. I was always the top student, with the highest grade and I was often excused from taking the final exams or other activities, as the teachers always assumed I will do great.

Middle school, I started off well, but.. many of my classmates got annoyed with me, since I always knew the answer etc, thus they  told me couple of times 'shut up, give others the chance..'
so since then I started to be quiet, stopped doing most of the assessments etc. I actually wanted to come down to the same level as my classmates. Grades went From A+/A to A-/B+. Then more and more average, where by the time I was in highschool I was just average or even facing problems. Embarrassing, BUT I guess I was really traumatized by my experience from middle school (those times were like the test of survival, seriously, middle school in Poland, either you be the bully, or the bullied one)

My English started improving again when I started being with an English-native speaker (or must I say American?)
within few months I've noticed a big change!
Then moving to UK helped me a lot as well.

So until that times, in Europe, people would always tell me I speak with the American accent, as for Americans - they would tell me I have this cute, European accent, or sometimes even British accent.

I always described my English as neutral, something in between. (I had those times when I was about 10 years old that I stared immitating British accent, as I had a British friend)
I started talking in Tagalog as well only about 2 years ago, which gave me the berry punny tanglish accent when speaking with Filipinos :)

Now, living in Malaysia, that's when the real horror started! Lol
At first, I've been told by some of my friends that I have a very good English, many people think that I'm a native speaker and so on. I even have friends who claimed that thanks to talking with me, their English improved!
It's nice to hear that of course!
But for me, where I am surrounded with mostly Chinese people and Malay (regardless to the actual race, it's 1 Malaysia anyway) my accent starts to sound like theirs!

I am not saying their accent is worse, bad etc. ON CONTRARY, I think it's very unique and it makes them special. But yes, THEM, not me.
I already had my own accent, that made me ME in some way.
I know, I adjust myself, into talking slower and in more simple way, just for my friends to understand me better, but I didn't realize (at the beginning) what a big influence it had on me.

Right now, whenever I speak out loud, It's like a torture to me. I hear myself and I can't believe what I'm hearing. My vocabulary? Very, very poor.. I just feel so.. limited! It's like NOT ME!

I know, it's a good thing to be flexible and easly adapt to new enviornments (It reminds me of spending my summers in the South part of Poland, where the accent difers a lil' bit from the Centre, I would always come back home talking like the Southeners), but with my vision of being here in Malaysia for another AT LEAST three years, I'm scared that it will stay somewhere deeply in me.

Help! I don't want that.. I don't want to go to America or anywhere else one day and have someone say " Oh! so you are half Filipina, raised in Poland, lived in UK but speak with a Chinese/Malay accent? funny.."

AGAIN!

IT'S NOTHING BAD!

IT'S JUST NOT ME!



and another thing, I SUCK at immitatin other accents!! (except for Russian, a bit ;])
I can't just suddenly start talking in any accent.

It's only that (un)natural accent that comes out itself.
FRUSTRATING

kay, gotta focus as I am in my psychology class, and I am trying hard not to focus on people's accents and mistakes (I do a loooot of mistakes as well, but like since few months, even my friend started doubting in me.. she is so surprised when she hears errors in my English now) but on the content!

bye for now!

1.

Time flies so quickly. I hardly realized it's a new month and.. I haven't posted anything in a while.
 I've been busy figuring out what factors makes me unhappy and which puts back the smile on my face.
Still in progress though, but all is good :)
Just need to keep distance to the things not worth my attention. And not let others affect my mood ( well, at least not in a major major way, lol )

oh! and cannot not mention my Angel that takes away all the sorrows - my biggest Sunshine Franceska! She lights up every darkness  in my life. Can't believe how grown up she is now.
Only God knows what a big impact she has on my life. For over a year now, I know if she wasn't there in my life, I would have been someone else today, someone I'm scared to think o.
When my life turned upside down in the way I've never expected it would, she was there, to wipe my tears away and kept me motivated till I could stend up on my own feet again! That's why in the times when I feel I 'can't' I need her the most. But just living in memories, looking forward to when I see her and occasional skype calls or videos on facebook - picks me back up!

Have you got your Angel? If you do, Take care of it! Remember how blessed you are and how God loves you for sending you one! or maybe more :)




I've noticed that one of my favorite songs lately hit me with its lyrics, as in - deeper.
Because not only all the broken hearts out there would enjoy singing their lungs off for their love one's but, like me, I found my self refering it to our Great Father.
move on - lyrics
I'm pretty sure that some people would see or feel the same way about this song as I do.
It's just beautiful. I do need to learn how to put Him first.
move on - youtube
just enjoy and praise the Lord!

*****

Going trough my assignments, one of my topic is parenting styles.
According to Diana Baumrind there are four types of parenting styles:
authoritative, authoritarian, indulgent and neglectful.

I just have to say, I feel lucky for the way my parents raised me and my brother.
The style would be authoritive - characterized by a child-centered approach that holds high expectations of maturity. Authoritative parents can understand their children’s feeling and teach them how to regulate them. They often help them to find appropriate outlets to solve problems.

*click* - definitions of the parenting styles.

Now I don't want to judge whether other styles are better or worse, I just feel this one was right, healthy I don't mind saying! and if God blesses me with a child one day, I hope to  follow that kind of parenting method.

As a person who is crazy about children, who thinks that a child is a greatest gift from God, I pay attention to how the parents lead their little one's trough life. What kind of person they are 'creating' and what role can they play in this world in the future.

Don't feel like elaborating this topic, as I'm about to hit my dear bed, but I just want to give my appreciation to my lovely parents for how they raised me, for what they've done in my life and how amazing they are, not to mention that they are not only my parents but also my best friends.
And even though I caused lots of problems in the past, they never turned away from me, they always stood beside me. They guided me.
Even trough my hardest time, in what I put them trough, they still love me. And it's not just because 'i'm their child' - it's not always automatic! It's because of who they are.

And I know I'm not perfect, and no one is, but if you see any good values in me - that's only thanks to them.
They not only taughtt me how to love and how to respect one another. They showed me this world in a way that I feel I belong to it. That I love it no matter what, no matter how bad things are, how many miles away the one's we love are, no matter how much cruelty and pain we see.
They taught me how to pick myself up and face the reality, how to come out stronger and proud.
It's not always easy, but they keep me motivated!
I can't thank God enough for Them.
I just love them so much!

I really hope they can be proud of me one day, just as I am proud to have them as my parents.

<3

 

 

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Inspired,
very deeply
by small and big things.
by people around me and people I've never met
but most importantly by
His Mighty Love

*Love* <- link to a song that reminds me of His Great Love for us, especially in times when I am far away from my fellow-worship friends.
It gives me hope, it gives me joy, it gives me strength.

It keeps me motivated, and reminds me of my role and what kind of person I want to be.
I just need to work harder on fighting the temptations around me :)

It reminds me how Blessed I am, how Blessed my Family is and my Friends as well..

This picture was taken in November, the day before my departure for Malaysia, in NMP - Najswietszej Maryji Panny Matki Kosciola (Mother Church) Warsaw, Poland, where every first Sunday of the month we gather for a Filipino Mass, lead by Fr. Hillario who's been preeching in Poland for more than 10 years. It's always the mix of Polish and Filipino Culture, the great Spirit and devotion in prayers.
It's always lovely to see 'mga kababayan' (countrymen) gathered together to Praise God for his wonderful Love, far away from their homes. Feels like one Big Family in the House of God.

Those moments always bring joy to my heart, bring peace into my life.
I have to admit, I attended this Mass only several times, as I've been away (either in London or Philippines)
but I'm glad I ever did! And when I miss home, I miss those Sundays the most.

I'm counting days till I see my lovely Friends, till I see my dearest Family, but my biggest countdown is for when we gather in prayers together!

Please keep me in your prayers, as I dont forget to pray for you every day.
And don't forget that He loves Us, each one of Us.
Be grateful, stay Blessed.

***

Those days when you just feel like a woman :)
doing whole week's laundries, swipping and vacuuming the whole house, making the kitchen shine :)
A refreshing shower with a new shampoo (gotta see which one is best for my super frizzy hair) and a bottle of cold mineral water - I feel like brand new :)
okay, it's still JUST one of those days.

the only thing I'd need to make this day perfect would be one of my girls, a nice coffee in the town and a good laugh!
sigh.

           well okay, that's not a cup of a nice coffee, but those are those moments I miss!

                          favorite spot to just sit and talk with my Bestie!


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offtopic

funny thing, my Dad spoke with this person who is selling his car to arrange the meeting. Everything was settled, all the details where there when my Dad recieve a message from that person saying "sorry to cancel our meeting sir, but my wife feels sad all of the sudden because of her car :( :$" (what's with the 'faces'?)
LOL
now who puts an add, makes all the arrangements just to suddenly feel sad about selling the car they put on the market?
crazy people :)
well that just means I will go for my second option, if nothing comes up till later today.


Why are cars in Malaysia so darn expensive? for the price of a second handed small car, back in Poland (not to mention States) I can get a nicer and a bigger one in better condition, if not a brand new one!

Craziness.

Anyways, have a Great Sunday!

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Home.
A place I spent eighteen years of my life. Eighteen wonderful years, full of love, unforgetable friendships and memories.
A place, which will always be missed, especially when far away.
Like now, about ten thusand miles away.
I've been away now for ten months, so far the longest.
Yet I know people who've been away from their houses for several years, I shouldn't complain then.
But they usually wouldn't have any other choice.
I do. Well, kinda.
Remembering 'why' I'm here in the first place makes me wana give it all up and start new life somewhere else.
Somewhere I would feel more 'myself'.

On the other hand, I love being where I am right now. I know I am very Blessed. I have those things I've dreamed of when I was a little girl - a house that I can step out barefooted whenever I want to (not like in an appartment in the middle of the city), summer season the whole year, a car. I'm also near to my second home - the Philippines.
I feel much more closer with the nature that surrounds me, I appreciate the beauty of this world much more since I'm here. Those beautiful Islands just in my reach..
And the cheap seafood! Mmm, well that's an aditional treat :)

But the thing with being 'myself'.. Well, I'm still ME. But what makes me 'fully me' are also people that complete my life!
Now, I know they are there for me, even though far away, I can still count on them, they still know every little thing that is going on in my life. It just doesn't seem the same.
 I don't like missing out in my love one's lives.
I wish I was there to comfort my family during my late Grandpa's funeral
I wish I was there TODAY to be a part of my older brother's Big Day. His wedding is still on at this moment.
But I'm here, and I can't do much about it right now.

I know I might be talking trough my lonesome. I just remember that's not how it was suppose to be when I, or actually not just me, planned this whole 'adventrue'.


But okay, before I start going around other issues (that wasn't my point, lol) I just want to say, what everyone knows anyway - I miss home. Every day, very badly. It makes me nostalgic very often. Even too often I would say. Even though I moved out two years ago, living here in Malaysia made me realize that Poland is my real home. Despite being born in the Philippines and spending my first year of my life there.
And even though Poland may only be a place I will visit once in a while in my future, I will always call it My Home.

I'm sure I will be going back to this topic once in a while :)
Natalia Kukulska - Tu moge byc soba <- it's just about what I mentioned above.

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I decided to move my blog here (from a Polish webblog) that I've been writing since 2oo2.
Lately I don't update it, so I hope I can come here once in a while and let out my thoughts :)
Many of my entries there were in Polish, and most of them should also be left as memories, so why not have a fresh, new start? :)


Lets start this fun!