Sunday, November 6, 2011
I'm sorry all my dear "Parisiens" and "Français", but I really think that I like London more then Paris. And a lot more. Maybe I'll understand Paris better when I'll live there, but I have to admit that London has gotten me. I love the flow here. I feel secured. Anyway, I had a wonderful party yesterday and I'm having a wonderful breakfast in the eastern London. Cheers, k. (still on his lovely old nokia)
Saturday, November 5, 2011
On my old Nokia mobile phone.
I just arrived to London for the weekend. I'm still on the megabus. I'll write you on Monday (max Tuesday). I'm sorry for not writing for awhile. Yours sincerely and faithfully, k.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Just a little part of one book.
I'm reading at the moment Alexander Solzhenitsyn "One day in the Life of Ivan Denisovitch" and there was a little part about Estonians. I quote:
"Well, it's said that nationality doesn't mean anything and that every nation has its bad eggs. But among all the Estonians Shukhov had known he'd never met a bad one."
I'm sorry for being a little bit nationalist, but it just supprised me. You know... I haven't met a real Estonian yet here in Coventry. Only one guy from Valga, but he's Esto-Russian or Russo-Estonian or something like that. So, it was nice just to "meet Estonians" in a book here in the library of University of Warwick. (and btw, we don't pronounce the second "w")
k.
"Well, it's said that nationality doesn't mean anything and that every nation has its bad eggs. But among all the Estonians Shukhov had known he'd never met a bad one."
I'm sorry for being a little bit nationalist, but it just supprised me. You know... I haven't met a real Estonian yet here in Coventry. Only one guy from Valga, but he's Esto-Russian or Russo-Estonian or something like that. So, it was nice just to "meet Estonians" in a book here in the library of University of Warwick. (and btw, we don't pronounce the second "w")
k.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
This is then my house. I'm on the ground floor and Valentine on the second.
And this is my street. Look at the houses and you can understand why it is easy to get lost (especially if there are couple streets more like that).
These are the two next door bars. I have never been to the white one (even that Piero says all the time, that there's the best beer. For me, this bar looks a bit strange, because there's almost always nobody. The green one ise the irish bar. On every Tuesday there is live music.
This morning (Sunday), I was there already at 9am, with Giovanni, Valentine and some French students. Not to have a beer, but to watch the rugby watch France vs. Wales. France won... thanks God, because then we couldn't see anymore an old mans butt (when Wales scored, he stood up on his couch, turned around and lifted up his Wales flag, which he wore as a kilt...). So, these old guys re-invited us for the next weekend. Then there's the final.
Bises,
k.
And this is my street. Look at the houses and you can understand why it is easy to get lost (especially if there are couple streets more like that).
These are the two next door bars. I have never been to the white one (even that Piero says all the time, that there's the best beer. For me, this bar looks a bit strange, because there's almost always nobody. The green one ise the irish bar. On every Tuesday there is live music.
This morning (Sunday), I was there already at 9am, with Giovanni, Valentine and some French students. Not to have a beer, but to watch the rugby watch France vs. Wales. France won... thanks God, because then we couldn't see anymore an old mans butt (when Wales scored, he stood up on his couch, turned around and lifted up his Wales flag, which he wore as a kilt...). So, these old guys re-invited us for the next weekend. Then there's the final.
Bises,
k.
Monday, October 10, 2011
So finally...
I know, I promised a new story already for the Friday/Saturday, but I have been terribly busy (trying to avoid to say too lazy to write the blog).
I arrived to England already on the 23rd of September having had a wonderful trip Paris-Dijon-Paris (Thank you, Maija, Sandra, Kairiin, Constance and my all other wonderful friends, who I saw during my trip!). I spent a fantastic weekend in London (thank you, Hanna Laura, Mattias and Heidi!) and on Monday, the 26th of September, in the morning, I arrived to Coventry. After passing by the University to collect my house key, I arrived to my new (again) home, on the Craven street. The taxi driver already mentionned me that on my street, there are 4 bars (he was wrong, there are 5 of them and the sixth just around the corner). Moreover, two of them are just next doors to my house.
I was the first one who arrived ( I had no clue, who are the other 3), so there was a bunch of letters (and flyers) for the last tenants behind the door. I hardly managed to open it. Of course in this house, we had nothing. No plates, artillery for eating (or preparing the food). We had only furniture. Still, instead of going to Ikea (which I found on my way to the centre or presumably to the center), I went to buy some food! When I finally got back, I discovered from my house a newcomer! Valentine, a 20years old French girl from Lille! So... we went back to Ikea. Of course... speaking in French. When we were getting back, we were already anxious, if there's somebody new in our house. I felt myself like being in a reality show - "Who comes next? Is it a boy or a girl?" And, when we entered the house, we heard in a moment an italian accent: "Hello!". And this was our 27 (soon to be 28) years old Giovanni from Trieste.... who had also done some shopping in the Ikea. So we have some things in double. Oh well.. who cares. So already on the first night, we went to the bar, with the other Erasmus students. As I heard later, some of them arrived already for the weekend, so they already knew each other. Later this night, I managed to get lost, when I was getting back home alone (Valentine was already back at home and Giovanni decided to stay with others for a while). I admit that I took some beers, but this getting lost wasn't their fault. It was the fault of the streets. They look all the same! At least, now, I know, that my street is the third one after the railbridge, the first one after the traffic lights!
The next day, Valentine left for the campus for a week (she was the only of us, who did the orientation program), so guys stayed home alone. We kind a enjoyed it, arranging the house and having beers during the evenings and when Valentine got back for the weekend, we had a little (with around 25people) pre-party before going out. And during this party, somebody was so intelligent that he (or she) managed to put the burning hookah ash to our garbage bin... so there is a little hole in it.. nice. Later, we went to the local club, Kasbah. Quite an intresting experience. A club, with 3 rooms, where was 3 different style of music (rock, very-very bad pop and minimal/house/electro, which was obviously cool). During this night, I managed to leave an impression to couple of DJ's, that I'm a party promoter (sorry, I'm not!). Also, this was the night, where I became an estofrench. There was couple of french girls who came to our place for the pre-party. They told me that they are french and I replied in a second: "Me too!" (In french obviously). Oups... I'm still sometimes forgetting that I'm an estonian (actually not).
Later, during other days (or evenings), when I have been talking french to somebody, there's always a spanish or italian who turns to me and says, that he/she thought that I'm not a french but somebody from... Estonia. Yes, someone has problems to remember the name of this little beautiful country.
Anyway, for now, school has lasted for a week already and I have finally my schedule, which (thank God!) leaves me a chance to have some trips in England (I'm free from Thursday afternoon until the Monday afternoon. Great!), if I'm not reading. And seriously... the professors gave us such lists of readings that at first, I thought they were joking (e.g. one professor gave us for this week 10books to read... entirely!).
So, I'll finish for a moment... and start reading (again).
Bises,
k.
btw. I'm probably the best chessplayer in the University of Warwick. But about that latet.
I arrived to England already on the 23rd of September having had a wonderful trip Paris-Dijon-Paris (Thank you, Maija, Sandra, Kairiin, Constance and my all other wonderful friends, who I saw during my trip!). I spent a fantastic weekend in London (thank you, Hanna Laura, Mattias and Heidi!) and on Monday, the 26th of September, in the morning, I arrived to Coventry. After passing by the University to collect my house key, I arrived to my new (again) home, on the Craven street. The taxi driver already mentionned me that on my street, there are 4 bars (he was wrong, there are 5 of them and the sixth just around the corner). Moreover, two of them are just next doors to my house.
I was the first one who arrived ( I had no clue, who are the other 3), so there was a bunch of letters (and flyers) for the last tenants behind the door. I hardly managed to open it. Of course in this house, we had nothing. No plates, artillery for eating (or preparing the food). We had only furniture. Still, instead of going to Ikea (which I found on my way to the centre or presumably to the center), I went to buy some food! When I finally got back, I discovered from my house a newcomer! Valentine, a 20years old French girl from Lille! So... we went back to Ikea. Of course... speaking in French. When we were getting back, we were already anxious, if there's somebody new in our house. I felt myself like being in a reality show - "Who comes next? Is it a boy or a girl?" And, when we entered the house, we heard in a moment an italian accent: "Hello!". And this was our 27 (soon to be 28) years old Giovanni from Trieste.... who had also done some shopping in the Ikea. So we have some things in double. Oh well.. who cares. So already on the first night, we went to the bar, with the other Erasmus students. As I heard later, some of them arrived already for the weekend, so they already knew each other. Later this night, I managed to get lost, when I was getting back home alone (Valentine was already back at home and Giovanni decided to stay with others for a while). I admit that I took some beers, but this getting lost wasn't their fault. It was the fault of the streets. They look all the same! At least, now, I know, that my street is the third one after the railbridge, the first one after the traffic lights!
The next day, Valentine left for the campus for a week (she was the only of us, who did the orientation program), so guys stayed home alone. We kind a enjoyed it, arranging the house and having beers during the evenings and when Valentine got back for the weekend, we had a little (with around 25people) pre-party before going out. And during this party, somebody was so intelligent that he (or she) managed to put the burning hookah ash to our garbage bin... so there is a little hole in it.. nice. Later, we went to the local club, Kasbah. Quite an intresting experience. A club, with 3 rooms, where was 3 different style of music (rock, very-very bad pop and minimal/house/electro, which was obviously cool). During this night, I managed to leave an impression to couple of DJ's, that I'm a party promoter (sorry, I'm not!). Also, this was the night, where I became an estofrench. There was couple of french girls who came to our place for the pre-party. They told me that they are french and I replied in a second: "Me too!" (In french obviously). Oups... I'm still sometimes forgetting that I'm an estonian (actually not).
Later, during other days (or evenings), when I have been talking french to somebody, there's always a spanish or italian who turns to me and says, that he/she thought that I'm not a french but somebody from... Estonia. Yes, someone has problems to remember the name of this little beautiful country.
Anyway, for now, school has lasted for a week already and I have finally my schedule, which (thank God!) leaves me a chance to have some trips in England (I'm free from Thursday afternoon until the Monday afternoon. Great!), if I'm not reading. And seriously... the professors gave us such lists of readings that at first, I thought they were joking (e.g. one professor gave us for this week 10books to read... entirely!).
So, I'll finish for a moment... and start reading (again).
Bises,
k.
btw. I'm probably the best chessplayer in the University of Warwick. But about that latet.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
3 comeback attempt... this time in English.
Long time, no see.
So... finally, after reading the blogs of Kris, Jana, Leyla and my dear friends in Paris, I decided to continue with my blog, which I abandoned one year ago. This time in English. Why? There is a couple of reasons: first of all, I have too many friends from too many different nationalities, so it's the best to write about my life in a language, which everybody can understand. The second main reason is to improve my English, at least my writing. So, if somebody saw some grammar mistakes, I kindly ask you to inform me (you all know my e-mail address on hotmail, I hope...). Anyway, I have spent here in Coventry already a week and half, in England almost 2weeks. I have already a lot to tell, so between reading the books (I have already a lot to read), I'll try to catch the actuality by a little summary tomorrow or on Saturday.
Anyway... I think, I'm already getting used to the life in England... at least today, I already looked first on my right, when I was crossing the street. YES! After almost two weeks in England, I am starting to get to used to the their bizarre traffic system! But still, I'm not getting the reason for having two taps, moreover, with a big gap between them...
Anyway, the estonian-french (I'll explain it later) Kaarel says goodbye, because he wants to go to see the first meeting of a University Chess society.
Bises,
k.
So... finally, after reading the blogs of Kris, Jana, Leyla and my dear friends in Paris, I decided to continue with my blog, which I abandoned one year ago. This time in English. Why? There is a couple of reasons: first of all, I have too many friends from too many different nationalities, so it's the best to write about my life in a language, which everybody can understand. The second main reason is to improve my English, at least my writing. So, if somebody saw some grammar mistakes, I kindly ask you to inform me (you all know my e-mail address on hotmail, I hope...). Anyway, I have spent here in Coventry already a week and half, in England almost 2weeks. I have already a lot to tell, so between reading the books (I have already a lot to read), I'll try to catch the actuality by a little summary tomorrow or on Saturday.
Anyway... I think, I'm already getting used to the life in England... at least today, I already looked first on my right, when I was crossing the street. YES! After almost two weeks in England, I am starting to get to used to the their bizarre traffic system! But still, I'm not getting the reason for having two taps, moreover, with a big gap between them...
Anyway, the estonian-french (I'll explain it later) Kaarel says goodbye, because he wants to go to see the first meeting of a University Chess society.
Bises,
k.
Monday, April 12, 2010
ilm on ilus, tuju on hea.
üks päev enne oli keegi kooliaias rohtu niitnud. rohu lõhn oli isegi koolimajas sees. suvi tuli meelde...
laupäeval suplesin Kir'i järves. keegi pidi ju võrkpalli ära tooma... soe oli, 12 kraadikest vast.
pühapäeval mängisin malet (nagu Kädi ja Sandra soovitasid mitte oma tugevaid külgi siin ära unustada). võitsin turniiri. sellest pikemalt juttu www.vaadeldaja.blogspot.com. vast homme avaldatakse mu jutt.
täna... seisime leinaseisakus ühe minuti, poolakate mälestuseks. see on ju kohutav, mis laupäeval hommikul Smolenskis juhtus. Kohutav ja uskumatu. ma lugesin 5-6 korda prantsuse keelset lehte. algul arvasin, et ma lihtsalt ei oska keelt...
homme või kolmapäev võib-olla Pariisi. eks selgub.
tsau!
Kaarel
üks päev enne oli keegi kooliaias rohtu niitnud. rohu lõhn oli isegi koolimajas sees. suvi tuli meelde...
laupäeval suplesin Kir'i järves. keegi pidi ju võrkpalli ära tooma... soe oli, 12 kraadikest vast.
pühapäeval mängisin malet (nagu Kädi ja Sandra soovitasid mitte oma tugevaid külgi siin ära unustada). võitsin turniiri. sellest pikemalt juttu www.vaadeldaja.blogspot.com. vast homme avaldatakse mu jutt.
täna... seisime leinaseisakus ühe minuti, poolakate mälestuseks. see on ju kohutav, mis laupäeval hommikul Smolenskis juhtus. Kohutav ja uskumatu. ma lugesin 5-6 korda prantsuse keelset lehte. algul arvasin, et ma lihtsalt ei oska keelt...
homme või kolmapäev võib-olla Pariisi. eks selgub.
tsau!
Kaarel
Monday, March 29, 2010
tundub, et Istanbuli reisist ei tulegi juttu...
sest, et ma käisin nädalavahetusel Alpides, suusatamas. Jah, mina käisin mägedes suusatamas. Ma usun, et nii mõnelegi on see paras üllatus. :P
kui ma algul veetsin enamiku ajast maas taevast ja loodust vaadates, siis hiljem suutsin ikka jalul ka püsida. isegi niimoodi, et need kaks esimest laskumist, kus meid algajaid (Andreea, Seb, Ilona ja mina) õpetati, muutusid mulle üsna igavaks. siis saatis meid (mina ja Andreea - saime asja veidi kiiremini selgeks kui teised debütandid) Ironman (Burgundia ülikooli sporditreener - on treener jõusaalis, aeroobikas [vist tõlgitakse gym d'entretieni niimoodi] ja salsas) ühele teisele laskumisele. Algus oli ikka päris järsk, vähemalt minu jaoks, nii, et esimese korra sellele laskumisel veetsime me Andreeaga rohkem ninaga maad kündes. Aga see oli ka esimene ja viimane kord, kui mina seal kukkusin. Andreeal juhtus vist korra või kaks veel. Edasi läks juba lepase reega ja suutsin iseg isealt mingisuguste väikeste laste rühmade vahel (seisid lihtsalt keset laskumist ühest äärest teise - mulle tundus, et nad tahavad sutsiidi teha [olin ju ka mina seal mäel, mis nende surma saamis võimalust suurendas tunduvalt]) slaalomit lasta. Kahjuks lõpuks hakkasid põlved tundma andma nii, et pidin tund aega enne planeeritud kokkusaamisaega juba lõpetama. kahju!
Aga mis ma öelda oskan - äge oli! tahaks veel! tahaks paremini! tahaks kiiremini!
nii, et järgmine kord kui keegi kuhugi suusatama minema peaks, võib minult ka küsida! ;)
aga ma jätkan nüüd oma revue de presse'iga,
Kaarel,
Eesti mäesuusatamise olümpialootus 2014
NB! Kuna ma olin elus esimest korda mägedes, siis see ümbritsev loodus võttis
ikka suu ammuli. Kohati tundus, et ei olegi tegu päris loodusega, vaid pildiga. Kahjuks ma digikat mäele kaasa ei vedanud (kartsin katki kukkuda). All klõpsisin paar pilti. Üks on siin:
sest, et ma käisin nädalavahetusel Alpides, suusatamas. Jah, mina käisin mägedes suusatamas. Ma usun, et nii mõnelegi on see paras üllatus. :P
kui ma algul veetsin enamiku ajast maas taevast ja loodust vaadates, siis hiljem suutsin ikka jalul ka püsida. isegi niimoodi, et need kaks esimest laskumist, kus meid algajaid (Andreea, Seb, Ilona ja mina) õpetati, muutusid mulle üsna igavaks. siis saatis meid (mina ja Andreea - saime asja veidi kiiremini selgeks kui teised debütandid) Ironman (Burgundia ülikooli sporditreener - on treener jõusaalis, aeroobikas [vist tõlgitakse gym d'entretieni niimoodi] ja salsas) ühele teisele laskumisele. Algus oli ikka päris järsk, vähemalt minu jaoks, nii, et esimese korra sellele laskumisel veetsime me Andreeaga rohkem ninaga maad kündes. Aga see oli ka esimene ja viimane kord, kui mina seal kukkusin. Andreeal juhtus vist korra või kaks veel. Edasi läks juba lepase reega ja suutsin iseg isealt mingisuguste väikeste laste rühmade vahel (seisid lihtsalt keset laskumist ühest äärest teise - mulle tundus, et nad tahavad sutsiidi teha [olin ju ka mina seal mäel, mis nende surma saamis võimalust suurendas tunduvalt]) slaalomit lasta. Kahjuks lõpuks hakkasid põlved tundma andma nii, et pidin tund aega enne planeeritud kokkusaamisaega juba lõpetama. kahju!
Aga mis ma öelda oskan - äge oli! tahaks veel! tahaks paremini! tahaks kiiremini!
nii, et järgmine kord kui keegi kuhugi suusatama minema peaks, võib minult ka küsida! ;)
aga ma jätkan nüüd oma revue de presse'iga,
Kaarel,
Eesti mäesuusatamise olümpialootus 2014
NB! Kuna ma olin elus esimest korda mägedes, siis see ümbritsev loodus võttis
ikka suu ammuli. Kohati tundus, et ei olegi tegu päris loodusega, vaid pildiga. Kahjuks ma digikat mäele kaasa ei vedanud (kartsin katki kukkuda). All klõpsisin paar pilti. Üks on siin:
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
esimesed külalised
reedel saabuvad siis prantsusmaale minu esimesed külalised. Juks ja ema tulevad külla. Ma loodan, siis et nad esimesteks ja viimasteks ei jää ;). Nädalavahetuse veedame Pariisis (ma jõuan küll sinna alles laupäeva pärastlõunal, sest mul on üks armas makroeksam laupäeva hommikul.)ja siis tulevad siia edasi.
Nii, et kui kellelgi mingisugust soovi on saata midagi mulle, siis võtke ühendust mu väikevennaga (luban siin ilma nende poolse teadmiseta), ehk saab ta kuidagi aidata. Ning kui kellelgi on kange tahtmine siit saada midagi, siis andke kah teada. Ma juba tean, et ma pean jaanuarikuise võla Uku ees ära tasuma ning Ukule ja ta isale (ka Maija isale ;) ) purgi sinepit saatma.
Ma jätkan nüüd tööga.
Tsau!
Kaarel
Nii, et kui kellelgi mingisugust soovi on saata midagi mulle, siis võtke ühendust mu väikevennaga (luban siin ilma nende poolse teadmiseta), ehk saab ta kuidagi aidata. Ning kui kellelgi on kange tahtmine siit saada midagi, siis andke kah teada. Ma juba tean, et ma pean jaanuarikuise võla Uku ees ära tasuma ning Ukule ja ta isale (ka Maija isale ;) ) purgi sinepit saatma.
Ma jätkan nüüd tööga.
Tsau!
Kaarel
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Tsau!
Üle pika aja jälle.
Ma tahtsin öelda ainult, et ma panin lõpuks Istanbuli pildid üles. Selle nädala jooksul panen ehk midagi kirja ka sellest. Ei tule just väga keeruline nädal, kui mitte arvestada kaht majanduse hindelist tööd nädalalõpus, millest üks on eksam.
Kõik korras,
Kaarel
Ma tahtsin öelda ainult, et ma panin lõpuks Istanbuli pildid üles. Selle nädala jooksul panen ehk midagi kirja ka sellest. Ei tule just väga keeruline nädal, kui mitte arvestada kaht majanduse hindelist tööd nädalalõpus, millest üks on eksam.
Kõik korras,
Kaarel
Friday, February 26, 2010
igatahes. sain esimese semestri hinded kätte. midagi peale spordi läbi ei kukkunud, aga ma lihtsalt ei jõudnud sinna, puhtfüüsiliselt. Nii, et ei ole hullu. hinded oleksid võinud loomulikult paremad olla...
aga nüüd. 1.40 pärast läheb buss ScPo eest välja. Põrutame Lyoni, hommikul vara lennuk Istanbuli poole. Ma loodan, et tuleb ikka mõnus puhkus. Natuke vaja energiat koguda, et siis samasuguse tempoga edasi lasta.
Õnneks mul märtsi algul väga palju teha ei ole, küll on aga mõned eksamid keset semestrit.
Aga olgu,
tsau,
nädala pärast olen jälle kodus (Dijoni mõtlen loomulikult)
Kaarel
aga nüüd. 1.40 pärast läheb buss ScPo eest välja. Põrutame Lyoni, hommikul vara lennuk Istanbuli poole. Ma loodan, et tuleb ikka mõnus puhkus. Natuke vaja energiat koguda, et siis samasuguse tempoga edasi lasta.
Õnneks mul märtsi algul väga palju teha ei ole, küll on aga mõned eksamid keset semestrit.
Aga olgu,
tsau,
nädala pärast olen jälle kodus (Dijoni mõtlen loomulikult)
Kaarel
Friday, February 12, 2010
Äge. Äge. Äge
Minu juures oli just õhtusöök mu järgmise aasta colocidega. Ma Balintit eriti ju ei tea/teadnud, aga ta on tõesti väga muhe tüüp. Alice'st ja Kristine'st ma parem ei räägigi, nad kogu aeg mul head sõbrad olnud.
Nii, et järgmine aasta saab olema väga äge nendega. Äge, töökas ja lõbus.
Väga rahul.
Aga ma nüüd magama,
homme vaja exposéd esmaspäevaks tegema hakkata.
Bonne nuit!
Nii, et järgmine aasta saab olema väga äge nendega. Äge, töökas ja lõbus.
Väga rahul.
Aga ma nüüd magama,
homme vaja exposéd esmaspäevaks tegema hakkata.
Bonne nuit!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
kui me nüüd selle (Gusti, Eve'i, Celine'i ja Karol'i) korteri ikka saame järgmiseks aastaks, siis see saab äge olema. Meid on siis ilusti 4 pundis. Viimasena liitus kõige mõistlikum poiss üldse meie koolis - Balint (ungarlane). Nii, et hetkeseisuga oleme mina, Kristine, Alice ja Balint korteri järjekorras.
Loodan, et omanik meile selle ka annab.
Igatahes, äge!
Kaarel
Ahjaa...
ma sain oma lauatelefoni ka tööle nüüd ilusti (aka leidsin ülesse oma numbri) nii, et kel tarvis, küsige!
Loodan, et omanik meile selle ka annab.
Igatahes, äge!
Kaarel
Ahjaa...
ma sain oma lauatelefoni ka tööle nüüd ilusti (aka leidsin ülesse oma numbri) nii, et kel tarvis, küsige!
Monday, February 1, 2010
mmm... reede õhtul oli siis meil eesti pärane õhtusöök Gusti juures.
laupäeval käisime ühel veinifestivalil. Reis oli meie projet co eestvedamisel. Nii, et sai veini degusteeritud. See küla, kus see toimus, oli ka hästi armas. Kõigepealt sõitsime rongiga Changy-sse vist. Ja hiljem viidi meid bussiga edasi. Äge oli. õhtul oli veel pidu Gusti juures. (fotikas leiti ka üles. keegi, ma ei tea kes, oli selle eemaldanud mu jope taskust, ma ei tea miks, ja asetanud Gusti voodi alla.
Pühapäev läks puhkamise tähe all, kuniks käisime Gustiga kohvil ja lõpetuseks jäin hoopis nende poole õhtusöögile.
praeguse söön siin putru ja hakkan kooli asjade tegelema.
plauks
tsauks
Kaarel
laupäeval käisime ühel veinifestivalil. Reis oli meie projet co eestvedamisel. Nii, et sai veini degusteeritud. See küla, kus see toimus, oli ka hästi armas. Kõigepealt sõitsime rongiga Changy-sse vist. Ja hiljem viidi meid bussiga edasi. Äge oli. õhtul oli veel pidu Gusti juures. (fotikas leiti ka üles. keegi, ma ei tea kes, oli selle eemaldanud mu jope taskust, ma ei tea miks, ja asetanud Gusti voodi alla.
Pühapäev läks puhkamise tähe all, kuniks käisime Gustiga kohvil ja lõpetuseks jäin hoopis nende poole õhtusöögile.
praeguse söön siin putru ja hakkan kooli asjade tegelema.
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tsauks
Kaarel
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Haaah!
Esimesed gulagikuud üle elatud aka esimene semester saab läbi (kui mitte arvestada eksameid jaanuaris). nii naljakas on mõelda, et ma nüüd tulen ülehomme koju, üle mingisugune 3 ja poole kuu.
kokkuvõte semestrist: huvitav, kiire, raske, töökas, lõpp veel kiirem, äge, lõpp väga kiire, tore, meeldiv, lõpp väga-väga kiire, õnnelik, asjalik, vajalik, väga õnnelik jne. :D
ei noh... ütleme nii, et naljakas oli öö läbi töötada, täna. ma õnneks sain kella 21-st 00.30 magatud. edasi minutitki. imelik oli see, et kella poole 8ni pidasin vastu... ja siis tuli soov oksendada, aga õnneks ma seda ei teind. edasi tiksusin terve päeva ära. sain oma memoire'i valmis, Katrin sai üle vaadatud vead kiirelt ( M E R C I B E A U C O U P ! ). nüüd veel homme vene keeles lõpu töö (milleks õppinud veel ei ole), üks kodutöö, presse revue ja siis neljapäeva varahommik koduteele.
nüüd tuttu,
varsti näeb
szia,
Kaarel
nii, et nüüd magama. oleks nagu aeg
kokkuvõte semestrist: huvitav, kiire, raske, töökas, lõpp veel kiirem, äge, lõpp väga kiire, tore, meeldiv, lõpp väga-väga kiire, õnnelik, asjalik, vajalik, väga õnnelik jne. :D
ei noh... ütleme nii, et naljakas oli öö läbi töötada, täna. ma õnneks sain kella 21-st 00.30 magatud. edasi minutitki. imelik oli see, et kella poole 8ni pidasin vastu... ja siis tuli soov oksendada, aga õnneks ma seda ei teind. edasi tiksusin terve päeva ära. sain oma memoire'i valmis, Katrin sai üle vaadatud vead kiirelt ( M E R C I B E A U C O U P ! ). nüüd veel homme vene keeles lõpu töö (milleks õppinud veel ei ole), üks kodutöö, presse revue ja siis neljapäeva varahommik koduteele.
nüüd tuttu,
varsti näeb
szia,
Kaarel
nii, et nüüd magama. oleks nagu aeg
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