Today is going really nice for me.
Zofijka woke me up very early, because she woke up and couldn’t fall asleep again and wanted to sleep with me. It was like 6 AM when she came to me, but then we didn’t sleep anymore, just chatted and each of us did her own thing. Zofijka played on her phone and I read George Bidwell’s book “Pat’s Sons”. I’ve already finished it. It’s the second book of the series about Michael and Pat, it’s a series about history of Ireland.
When we finally got up, it was almost the time for Zofijka to go out, because she was going to our cousin for the day and she’ll be staying at him for the night. They really like to play together so I hope she’s glad there. Zofijka puts so much energy in to our home so now it’s a bit quiet without her, but I think it’s necessary from time to time to have some silence, luckily she’s only gone for a day.
If you’ve read Misha’s post, you already know from him that then we both had some time together. Then my Mum came back home after dropping Zofijka to cousin’s and we went out together since I needed a haircut. We had to do also some small-wares shopping and had to visit a few bakeries. Misha had his birthday yesterday and tomorrow is mine, so, you know, you need to have some cake for guests, but we couldn’t find the one my Mum wanted. I left decision for her, because I don’t feel an expert about birthday cakes and actually I am pretty sure that tomorrow I’ll be too stressed to eat a lot, because of my social anxiety it’s always a bit stressing for me when my extended family comes to us, the more that I’ll have to be the centre of attention. I mean, I like my family, but it’s just a bit challenging for me to be in such a large group of people for a longer time. Plus I like my Mum’s blueberry dessert much more, so she told me she’ll make it for me, but people always tend to like those greasy, extremely sweet and richly decorated birthday cakes, so let them have one. I have always quite mixed feelings about having birthday.
So when we got home, I chatted a lot with Mum about lots of things, we had raspberry muffins and I was writing with my Swedish pen pal. But wasn’t up to much besides that.
Hope you all are having a nice day.
So this is finally my choice for today.
I love this band’s music. It speaks to me. East Of My Youth are an Icelandic duo from Reykyavik, consisting of Thelma Marin Jónsdóttir and Herdis Stefansdóttir. There is definitely something very special to their music, but maybe it’s only me who see it? Anyway I like pieces like that.
Yep, it is me, that boring Misha with his boring life again.
Please guys wish me happy birthday, my birthday was yesterday. I almost started to think everyone in this crazy house forgot about it, because they started to wish me happy birthday around lunch, so quite late, don’t you think? I am now two years old and wondered quite a lot lately what will happen when I’ll finally be two. Will they still treat me like a baby? I hoped no, but at the same time I feared they won’t do it any longer. But they still do and now I don’t know what to think.
I felt like eating something special all day long, you know… something new, delicious and refined, maybe something like my own meat birthday cake? It would be awesome. but I only got my favourite sauce. I mean, it’s good and I was happy, but it wasn’t anything new. But I love sauces. I prefer things that have more fluid consistence and are thick. When you’ll give me meat in sauce, I’ll lick out the sauce and leave the meat. And I know that my human mum bought a few tins of this sauce for me. I am happy.
Zofijka and Mila snuggled with me a lot yesterday, I think more than usual. And I tried to be nice for them and not as wild as normally. I like a good snuggle, but not very often and here they want to cuddle with me ALL the time.
Today I have a calm day. And it’s very nice. Zofijka went out somewhere and mum says she won’t come back until tomorrow. I like Zofijka, but I am happy I will have some rest from her. She always chases me and snuggles me.
I am in a quite cuddly and lazy mood today. In the morning I lounged with Mila on her bed and we cuddled a lot and it was nice, I was happy and she was stroking me constantly and I was purring. I often purr, well I am a cat, but I rarely purr very loud, but today I purred quite much and loud. It was very pleasant. Then I watched a bit of my Mish TV. You don’t know what’s Mish TV? Mish TV is our aquarium. There are many fishes there. And I am always hoping that one day, I’ll be able to catch a fish from this aquarium. And I am trying every day. And I love to watch the fishes and say hhrrru? to them and tap the aquarium with my paws. I love fishes. My other TV is of course the window, but that’s not so interesting and I rely on people to turn it on for me so that’s not as much fun.
But nothing more really interesting is happening in my life so I am finishing. I hope everyone has a good, interesting day.
Mishest regards to all.
Hi guys! 🙂
Very sorry I didn’t come to you on time with my song of the day for yesterday. But today I will pick two instead.
Ella Eyre’s ral name is Ella MCMahon, she’s known for her collaborations with some famous R & B artists, although I got to know her music only last Monday. I think her voice timbre is very nice. She lives in London, her dad is Jamaican and her mum is Maltese. Before ELla started her professional singing career, she has also been a keen swimmer.
My cat Misha is absolutely fantastic! I know he loves me unconditionally, I love him this way too, isn’t it fantastic when you have a relationship like that?
Misha looks fantastic, is a fantastic companion, comforter and is just fantastic in everything he does. I admire him. My sister Zofijka (Sophie if you prefer) used to say that if only I could, I would marry Misha. Maybe… that’s not that bad idea. 😀 What do you think?
Misha is really inspiring for me every day we go through together. He is almost everything for me, which means he holds lots of functions in my life. As I said he’s my comforter and companion every day. But he also does a fantastic job as my listener, friend, warmer, pillow, baby, brother and a blanket. Who wouldn’t like such a beautiful, fantastic little creature in their life as I have?
If you had an unlimited shopping spree at only one store, which one would you choose? Why?
Hm, I think it would be the shop with minerals that I visited during my holidays in Stockholm.
What is the worst thing you ate recently?
My Dad is an enthusiast of smoked meat and he likes to make something smoked every week. This week he smoked a ham, but oh my God it was so salty! I am a big lover of salt and spices and all, so is my Dad, but it was just so awfully salty that you couldn’t feel anything else than salt lol.
Name five things you like watching…
Five things… I don’t watch TV that often, so it might be hard, but let’s try. I like “Happy Valley”, “The Voice” and recently I am a maniac of Welsh series because they help me with my Welsh vocabulary so I watch everything I can watch not living in the UK on the Welsh-language channel S4C. My favourite series is “Rownd A Rownd”, also I watch “Pobl Y Cwm” and a show for learners called “Llyncu Geiriau”.
What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
My cat Misha makes me smile everyday. He’s so beautiful that I think it would be just a sin, or extreme stupidity and ungratefulness if I didn’t appreciate that I have such a precious treasure like Misha. You just have to smile, or at least feel a bit uplifted, when you look at him. Other things are music and lots of chill out time. I really really really appreciate that after the exam session. And I am glad that winter holidays started.
Omg this is so true! That’s what my Swedish teacher kept saying to me, “Don’t fear to make a mistake”. And, while languagewise it’s not a problem for me, I know that mistakes are developing and I always have distance to them and try to learn to them, in life and interactions with people etc. it’s differently. I often do fear to make a mistake. And then I often regret I didn’t do anything. So I need to remember this.
“One of the greatest handicaps is to fear a mistake. You have stopped yourself. You have to move freely into the arena, not just to wait for the perfect situation, the perfect moment… If you have to make a mistake, it’s better to make a mistake of action than one of inaction. If I had the opportunity again, I would take chances.
Hi all! 🙂
Another quite special piece today. Also from one of my musical crushes. I was on top of this crush in secondary and it was quite intense, in a totally different way than it was with Enya, with Declan it was quite like a typical crush.
Declan Galbraith is from Kent in England, but his dad is Scottish and mum is Irish. He started his career in 2002 when he was only eleven years old. He released his debut album back then and it consisted mainly of covers of more or less popular songs, also a few traditional ones. Actually, each of his albums has quite a different vibe. The second one was released when he was about 15 and was in a similar style, although he sounds more like a teenager on it so that’s what changes the vibe on it. The next album was released a year after when he already underwent voice mutation and this album is a bit more rock-like, but still more pop than rock. Then he had a long break because of studies and stuff and came back two years ago with some demo songs and a new single. And that’s what surprised me in his music the most. First thing is that he started to write his own lyrics. And often they are quite striking, I’d say. And his music style is a bit more, hm, sophisticated, a little bit more alternative. It’s not like a major change, but of this kind you can notice immediately if you’re familiar with his music. I felt somehow relieved because sometimes I felt a bit concerned. I noticed that he has quite a lot of fans who at the same time are fans of people like Bieber or One Direction or such, like my Zofijka, which really annoyed me tbh because I don’t think Bieber’s popularity is really a matter of his talent, but that’s just my personal opinion. So yeah, I was relieved to see that he goes in a slightly different direction and won’t be mixed with globally popular young pop stars. Zofijka also liked Declan and still likes his earlier songs, but when I showed her his single and some of other new songs, she was like meh, that’s not my style at all haha.
He’s not that very popular, actually I think it’s a bit weird but he seems much much more popular in Germany than in UK, which is his motherland. He also has a small bunch of fans in Poland, but really, rather very very small.
The song I wanna share with you is one of Declan’s demo songs that were only published online. It’s called “Strange World” and its lyrics really do speak to me.
This is so sad, but beautiful. I love it. So wanted to share. 🙂
her stomach churns
her head burns
and she cries
her eyes fill
the tears spill
and she cries
her thoughts race
as she starts to pace
and she cries
the panic rises
in her chest
and she cries
she opens the door
stares at the floor
and she cries
she wants to run
but she cant move
she is stuck
stuck in the memory
and she cries
I wanted to share with you something that I’ve found on one of my favourite blogs about baby names, The Name Garden, which is on Tumblr. The post I want to share is a name game, the link is here:
If you like baby name games and have never seen this blog, I strongly recommend you to have a look at it. So if you have Tumblr, you can comment on there about which names of these baby announcements would you pick for your children. Also I am very curious about it so I’ll be happy if you would share your choices with me. Here are mine, since we can pick names for three or more children, I will pick for more.
Jack Michael, Eleanora Ann, Liam Daniel, Isabelle Elizabeth, Angus Philip, Seamus Noel, Gabriella Nancy and AnnaLeigh Jayella.
Some things in brackets are from me, not from Misha.
A very Mish welcome for all of you. I always say hhrrru? when I greet someone.
I am Misha, but I guess everybody already has noticed it. Actually, I think I should introduce myself, but dunno how to do it on the Internet. And I’ve never written anything in English before. Emilia always talks to me in different languages so that I’m often confused which is which. Usually, if you came to me, I’d come close to you, if I would feel like it and maybe, maybe would let you stroke me. Sometimes, if I like someone very much, I greet them verbally as well, saying hhrrru?, but I need to trust them a bit.
I hope I can introduce myself well. I am almost two, will have birthday on Tuesday, Mila says that for humans it will be like 30 years or more, so yes, I’m adult. I’m not a baby, but everyone treats me like a baby and this is very, very, veeery tiring. And unfair. But sometimes good. I am a Russian blue cat, I am thoroughbred, but I’ve no idea why or if it matters. For some people it seems to have a huge meaning. I cost a pile of brass – so says Zofijka. If I were a human, apparently I’d be a tsar of All Russia – so says my human mum. I don’t know neither what is brass nor what is the tsar of All Russia, but I do know, that it’s probably a compliment. They always tell me compliments. “Misha, you are so pretty”. “Misha, you’re so soft”. “Misha, you smell so nice”. Sometimes it’s fine, but sometimes boring. Most often it is boring. I am rather small. I eat very much, but you can see most of my bones and I don’t grow at all. I’ll probably stay this way, pity, but Zofijka and Mila say, that this is very good. My fur is grey, but glitters a bit blu-like, so that’s why I’m kind of blue. My eyes are green. I am very smooth and soft, some people lay on me because of this and won’t even think that maybe it bothers me and I can barely breathe. Am I a pillow or what? But you can’t talk to people. I have really big ears. Well I guess not so very big, but my head is small, so it looks like they were big. I like to look at myself in the mirror. Or on the photos. I love to drink water, from wherever I can, only not from my own bowl, it’s so boring. It’s better to drink water from the flowerpot. I like to look at birds, catch and eat flies, mosquitoes and spiders. My human mum is deadly afraid of spiders and always calls me very shrilly, when any comes to visit me.
I very, very, very dislike noisy sounds. I had to get used to them a bit, because Zofijka makes always very loud sounds, but I dislike when someone yells at me, screams “Misha!” so loudly, or when something is playing loudly, or when Zofijka tells me something to the ear. I will hear her anyway, won’t I? I always slap her face with my ears then. They mistreat me very much, don’t you think so? I am very poor.And I can’t get chicken breasts everyday, as I’d like, and there arent’ as many cartboard in our house as I’d like and I often can’t do what I want.
But the worst is that I can’t go outside on the backyard. OK, sometimes I can, on the terrace, but really rarely, and what do I have of it? It isn’t a pleasure. Some cats run allover their backyard, we have such wild cats on our backyard and they still call me and then I meow loudly as well. Other cats run, but whenever I only get a bit away, everyone runs after me immediately and shout Misha. Mila says that’s because I am so pretty and someone would steal me at once. But I would come back quickly, really. I’d just look around the whole world and I would come back. And my human mum says, that if I want to lounge on all the beds and lie in the bedsheets, especially at Mila’s, ’cause she is allergic to me, I surely won’t go outside, because if I don’t go out, she isn’t allergic almost at all. And I can catch some illness, because they haven’t vaccinated me. I don’t get these people. But other than that I think I’m happy. Cuz I can do many things, I don’t have to eat only my food, like apparently many cats have to, I get chicken and rabbit and lots of snacks and fish yummmm and kabanosy, mine and for humans and sausage. Today I didn’t get anything besides cat food and some usual snacks which Mila gives me everyday.
I have very sensitive tummy and sometimes when I eat something unhealthy or too much of food it happens that I throw up. It rarely happens, but when it does, I am always very surprised and everyone yells at me and calls me names. Mum says to me what have you done you blockhead (well, sheep, not blockhead literally, it’s ridiculous, I’m not a sheep, don’t you see?). Sometimes she also says that’s because I gnaw away sausage like a Russian hick and then she says I have some diet. I don’t know what is diet and where I have it, but I don’t wanna know, I don’t like it anyway. But I always get something the next day and they share with me if they eat any meat. But when they eat meat and I can’t, I am always very sad and sit alone somewhere. It’s especially sad when I’ve never eaten something they’re eating without me and it smells nicely. Why can’t they ever guess that maybe I wanna eat it too?
I don’t know any animals, only from a distance.
I know only one dog, who was with us before for a few days. Her name was Peppa and she liked me very much, like everyone does, I liked her too. We played together. And then she ran away and I was a bit sad. I like people, but I’d like to get to know some animals, because I’m bored sometimes, when nobody’s at home. One of my younger brothers was supposed to be with us before, Mila wanted to call him Sasha, but he was born ill so didn’t come to us.
My real mum’s name is Hansa Luft and apparently she is very pretty. ZOfijka saw her. But nobody have ever seen my dad, ’cause he lives abroad. He’s Czech and his name is Jupiter. Did I mention, that I like cartonboards very much?
If I didn’t, I do now. I like cartonboards very much. As every cat, but I am exceptional anyway and I know it. I had one cartonboard on Mila’s table for a very long time, but it picked dust and lots of my fur was inside so mum had to take it away and throw out. I slept there very often during the day. I have also one at Zofijka’s, one in my human parents’ room and many cartonboards are downstairs in the laundry and in the cellar and in the garrage, but they rarely let me in there, because they always close the door there, I don’t know why and then it bothers them when I groan that I want out. And then I have dirty paws when I go in there.
I have many others beds too. At night, most often I sleep in the basket, which stands on Mila’s bed, or I loll with someone on the bedsheets, but I don’t like to loll on the bedsheets for the entire night, ’cause people toss and turn awfully lot and sometimes for example while they sleep, they lay on my tail. It doesn’t hurt, but pisses off, cuz you can’t move and when you move, they wake up immediately and mumble Misha don’t go, you are so warm. That is my destiny. I also have a bed on Mila’s or Zofijka’s wardrobe. Mila doesn’t like, when I lay down on her wardrobe in the basket that stands there, if I lie on Zofijka’s wardrobe, it’s because I don’t want anyone to bother me.
I also like sometimes to sleep in another, smaller room that Zofijka has, on the sofa or wherever else. And I like to sleep on the suitcases in mum’s dressing room, or inside of them. I like to go into the bags, even to strangers’ bags, when they come to us and I check how it smells like in there. Honestly, I prefer their bags from themselves, if someone comes without one, I almost don’t pay any attention to them. Once I squeezed in one lady’s bag and she took a picture of me and sent to Facebook, and everyone chattered about it all day long. I can pose to photos very well. The only thing that pisses me off are these flashes in cameras and when someone wants me to pose for a long time, no, I don’t agree. One photo and I go away. I don’t like and I can’t play with cat toys. I prefer feathers, especially those which smell like forest and birds, sticks, rubbers, hair-bands, and the most – Zofijka.
Zofijka has her disatvantages, but you can play with her hide and seek, jump on her back – on everyone’s you can, jump over her, pounce on her, roll with her on the floor… But does she really have to scream all the time, and carry me in baby carriage? And catch me, when I have other plans? When I was younger, I was very afraid of Zofijka. But now I know what to do to not be bothered by her so much and where to hide. And when I hide from her, mum says Misha you are not that stupid. Thanks. But who said I am?
I like to bite plants. Mila says I have a chloro-something defficiency and they’ll need to buy me some vitamins. Once I’ve bitten Christmas tree and then puked. I like oils as well.
Our mummy has very many bottles with oils, once she greased me just for fun with coconut oil, so I could smell nicely and I liked it a lot.
I also like to lick people’s fingers when they have oil on them, or when they smell with meat. I like to smell freshly used socks, especially Olek’s. I don’t drink milk. It’s not healthy for me and it’s not healthy for all cats, which don’t drink their mums’ milk. So says my present mum.
Well, it has to be so. If I drink milk, i need to rush to the loo and I sometimes need to run there a few times. Luckily I run very fast. But instead sometimes, very rarely, I get some yoghurt, kefir or buttermilk or whey, Zofijka once shared with me some of her vanilla pudding. Ahhhh! How delicious it was. I still dream about it sometimes.
Apparently sometimes I mutter something while sleeping. Not purr like cats normally do, I talk something in my Mishy language. Mila says so. Most often I have very serene and calm dreams, but sometimes I dream that I run away from someone and my muscles are jumping in all my paws and I wake up a bit frightened, but I stop thinking about it quickly and fall asleep again. I like different smelly things. Not all, but many. I won’t tell you which, cuz people really don’t like many of these things. I can growl almost like a dog, when something really hurts me. It isn’t funny at all. Ah, and people often laugh at me. I hate when Olek annoys me and plays meowing cats on his phone, then I don’t know, where they are and am very afraid and I feel like running very far away. I like to wallow in carrier bags, it’s the best when someone puts me into a carrier bag and walks with me like with groceries.
I can’t stand when they call me “she”.
Zofijka’s friends often do so. Not only that they scream, but also: “Oh, Mishka, awwww, you’re so pretty. Why did she run away?” Other people say so too, even though often finally either mum or Mila can’t stand this too and says that I am a guy. But they pretend they don’t hear it, like me, anyway they often do so. (Misha ends with an A, like almost all Polish feminine names, that’s why people get confused).
Also I hate when Zofijka calls me Michelle, or woman. She says so when I’m afraid of something or cry a lot. Mila comforts me that Michelle is also a French name for guys, but I don’t care, I am Misha, not Michelle. That I can’t have children, it doesn’t mean I’m a woman.
It is me who watches over it all here and if not me, this house would turn upside down.
They call me names very often.
All of them.
I have many nicknames.
Putin, Sakashvili (Sakashvili’s name is Mikheil, so Misha), Mysza (it literally can mean big mouse in Polish), Miska (bowl in Polish), Misa and Micha (big bowl), Miseczka (small bowl), Mishołów (a word game on the word “myszołów” which means buzzard), Mishmasz or Mishmash, Misha klisza, Mishka kiszka, The Grey Brother, Clochard, Sackful of Potatoes… And my terrible human father always calls me either skunk or duffer. Or Sakashvili sometimes. And I totally don’t know what it all means.
I don’t like to be lonely. I always cry a lot then until I fall asleep and I am very sad and when everyone comes back, I lay down at the door and wait for someone to snuggle me and roll me on the floor.
Everybody says then that I fainted, because I lay down on the floor so suddenly. The best it would be if everyone would always be at home, but if I could have some only mine, Mishy place, where noone could bother me and I’d take care of myself there and if I’d like, I’d come out for food, play or cuddles.
I hope I didn’t bore you. I know, my life is very boring. I even don’t know any animals closer, any cats, and I’ve never eaten a bee, but I’d really like to, cuz one day I saw such a big, pretty bee and almost chased it. Sometimes though something happens in my life and if you’d like, I can talk to you about it.
If I will feel like it.
Mishest regards to all.
Hey people. 🙂
Today’s song is quite exceptional. For two reasons. First is that Enya is one of my all time favourite artists, I’d even say that one of my crushes in some way, my first musical crush I’d say. I have a lot of memories related to her music, I find it very therapeutical and soothing and it was with me especially in the most hard times in my life. The second reason is that this particular song has a huge personal meaning for me.
I was at boarding school for the blind for like 10 years since I was 5 and it was a very hard time for me for various reasons. I just didn’t cope well with it. It still has a major impact on my emotions and as I suppose is one of bigger factors that have contributed to my present mental struggles, I’ve already told you that I was diagnosed with reactive depression after I left that school. One of those hard things I had such difficulty coping there, was simply homesickness. Since I’m not the most adaptive being on Earth sometimes it could hit me really strong so that finally I started to self harm in various ways. At this time I secretly considered Enya kind of my second mummy. And this song is just about it. About how hard can be homesickness to manage it when you’re a kid. Luckily now it doesn’t regard me, but since it describes my past and my feelings so well, it always moves me very deeply so that even now it sometimes happens that I’m crying when listening to it. I really love this song and think that even if you don’t resonate with it the way I do, it’s very expressive and it’s easy to feel it. Enya’s music usually affects people quite a lot. I like the fact that I have sort of my own song which describes so accurately my past feelings. It’s somehow easier to process it then. By the way I’m curious what inspired Enya (or actually Roma Ryan, her songwriter) to write about this. As far as I know, Enya herself was at kind of a boarding school linked to a monastery in Milford, but she went there in her teens and as she said she actually liked to be there as she had more freedom and independency there than at home where she had lots of older siblings and of course parents who tended to make all the decisions for her.
Here’s the song:
I’m curious what your impressions will be like.
Today I am also having a very nice day. It’s 7 PM now here as I am starting to write this post. My mood is still rather uplifted which I am happy about. And I slept really well again, although quite long, I definitely didn’t plan to sleep for so long and didn’t want it to be honest. I fell asleep around midnight and woke up at 10 AM. I spent a lot of time today with Zofijka. Also I learned some Welsh. Guys I can’t believe it I am at challenge 5 of level 2 already. It goes so fast. I am still far from efficient or fluent in this language, but still… it is an Achievement, even if it’s always rather easy for me to learn languages. Welsh is pretty different from any other language I’ve spoken before. One day I want to speak all the Celtic languages fluently. Hope it’s not too big dream to achieve.
Also, staying with Celtic stuff, I’ve been discovering a lot of Cornish music lately. Recently I realised that despite my love to Celtic music and culture and Cornish language, I don’t know that much Cornish music. So decided to change it. And today I discovered quite a bunch of great songs and artists.
Today my grandparents from Mum’s side visited us and stayed for lunch. We are a bit concerned about grandad, he’s having very severe spine pain, so severe that it also affects his arm and hand. It’s so hard that he was supposed to put on morphine but he’s allergic so has to take horrid amounts of pain killers. And it all affected his health in general. You see, he was quite a strong man, tall and well-built, very fit. And now, in maybe three or four months he become much skinnier, I mean almost scrawny (don’t know if that’s the correct word for it for sure, but hope you know what I wanted to say and seems faint and barely eats. And now he told us he has spine surgery planned for 13th February. As he says it won’t be really complicated, even though what he suffers from is discopathy so quite complex stuff I suppose. We really hope all goes well. My Mum is very worried.
OK, so that’s all from me for today. Hopefully tomorrow we can write something with Misha, at least his intro or something like this. Wanted to do it today, but now I don’t think I’ll be able to.
Hi guys. 🙂
So today’s song of the day is “Brother” by Anna Pancaldi. It comes from her third EP called “Sweet Charity”. Anna Pancaldi is a London-based artist, quite successful. I find her voice very expressive. So here it is.
Yes, today in our voivodeship (voivodeship is something like a Polish province or county) winter holidays are starting. However it didn’t have a big impact on neither me nor my family this year.
I am still in education, it is a part time school for adults, something close to college and high school in English-speaking countries, but more like high school, because the subjects are more general and in normal situation, 16-19-year-olds are attending to this kind of school. But because of my blindness and the fact that my school is just a mainstream school and not really prepared for having blind students, as well as because of my mental difficulties, it’s easier and just better for me to learn on my own and so I do. My teachers just send me the syllabus every term and I usually go to school only for exams and send them my control assignments by email.
So actually I don’t feel that much that there are holidays now, but I am happy, extremely happy, because my exam session is over and I can slow down for a while before I’ll again start to prepare to my final exam, which is called matura over here. It was a really intense term and I felt pretty drained after all the exams.
My younger siblings didn’t feel it either. My 17-year-old brother (olek) is working either way and my 10-year-old sis Zofijka is ill since last week so doesn’t go to school at all.
Zofijka seems to be very unlucky this year. Despite she is a very fit kid, plays different sports and is just so extremely active, she is ill for the fourth time since autumn. So it’s a bit concerning, but now my Mum is keeping her home and is very strict as for this, she can’t go out just ANYWHERE. This is a tragedy for such a lively and easy-bored kid, as you can imagine.
My day today went really nice. The main thing I focused on today was this blog. Well, actually I was focusing on it for the last few days, desperately trying to set it up so that now I can’t believe I finally did it. 😀 Really really thrilled.
I woke up today very early because of my cat Misha. I am often very anxious at night so if it is only possible and if Misha agrees on it, I sleep with him in my room. He has his own bed, which is a basket, standing on my bed, so that I can cuddle with him at night if we want and if I need to. He also has plenty of toys and hideouts allover my room, so that I actually should say it’s “our room” not mine. So every morning when Misha wakes up he meows at me to let him out if he’s hungry or wants to see what’s up downstairs. Normally he isn’t a very cuddly creature, but today when he stood at the door meowing and I came to him, he let me snuggle him for quite a while and seemed really content.
Every day I spend quite a lot of time with Zofijka, despite quite a big age difference between us we have a rather strong relationship and she likes to play with me or talk about things that matter to her. With some topics, she is even more open with me than with Mum, so she talks to me practically about everyting that she has on her mind. We played a very funny game called “7 Seconds” on Zofijka’s smartphone. Basically in this game every participant gets a random task to do in 7 seconds, sometimes things you have to do are really funny. If you succeed, you get a point. What made us rolling on the floor today was one of Zofijka’s tasks. She had to open the window and shoutt: “Someone, catch me, I’m jumping!”. 😀 Luckily no one was on the street. But she didn’t scream very loud so I hope she wasn’t heard by many people.
Besides playing with Zofijka, cuddling with Misha and setting up my blog, I also went with my Dad to the church, because today is my grandad’s 14th death anniversary.
Right now I am sitting in my room, listening to music and drinking raspberry tea. Some time ago I got to know that my aunt will have a cat of the same breed as Misha is and from the same breeding. My Mum just went with her to pick him up. I’m curious what he’ll be like and whether he’ll be much like Misha or not. But probably it will be some time until I’ll be able to see him.
OK, that’s all from me for today. How is your day going? Did anything nice happen to you?
So to finally set in to some blogging routine, I am sharing with you my first song of the day, with a little background to it. This first song will be much in the style of music I am listening to the most right now.
Gwenno Saunders (known more widely just as Gwenno) is a Welsh artist, singing in Welsh, but even though I think her music is very accessible to non Welsh speakers. She’s a musician, keyboardist and dancer. Her music is defined as electro pop. Gwenno is also half Cornish – her father is from Cornwall and talked to her in Cornish when she was a child so she is also fluent in this beautiful language.
“Tir Ha Mor” is the first single of her album which will come out on the 2nd of March.
Hi hi people! 🙂
So thrilled and happy that I finally have this blog. 🙂
I’d like to once again give a very warm welcome to all my readers. Since I wrote quite a lot about myself in the about me page, I think I won’t do it now again.
This first post is just to wish you a very nice time here in My Inner MishMash. I hope you’ll enjoy being here as much as I’m enjoying now.