I’m neither a baking blogger nor I know how to bake most of the things. But there’s one recipe I do quite often and today’s the day I wanted to share it with you guys.
So far, May have been for me a month of constant stress, exams, and finishing bachelor. Right now I’m done with almost everything and tomorrow I’m jumping on a plane to Norway (just for a week for now) so it will be quite a short post. [bonus: pictures from 17th from Norway].
Sometimes there’s no hope. And no one can tell us differently Continue reading “No hope.”
I wrote another Norwegian poem and I translated it to English. Enjoy!
I wrote a poem. Again.
It makes you throw flames at the others, even though you aren’t a magician. It burns you out as quickly, as the words you shoot at those poor people, who happen to be nearby you. Aggression.
There’s this time of the year where most of us do the exams and unfortunately, I’m among those people (hopefully for last time). What can one do to handle all the impossible stress?
I’m studying Norwegian literature at the moment and got inspired to write a poem in Norwegian. Of course, I translated it into English, but just so you know which language is original (because only the original language of a poem can give full “feeling” of the poem)
There is and there are
Two cups of tea in a faraway sea
By the pool, there are two drinks
But people left.
Waiter just came and went back
Little bit confused, the water is still
Was there anyone in the pool?
Palm leaves are heavy from the rain
Maybe something fell.
Maybe there’s someone behind
The big palm, wait just little bit
The waiter will come back,
Who else will give him the money?
Just the hope is drowning.
And the rain is falling.
Thank you guys for reading! See you on Wednesday! (And Happy Easter!)
It’s just the middle of April but a lot has happened. (PS: sorry for one day delay).
Many people who have never lived in Norway live with this misconception as if Norway was a country full of money and whoever works there, he must be rich. Maybe for very few, it’s the truth, but for most of us – not.
It takes two to dance the tango… but is this saying only about dance?
March has been quite rough for me working-wise and general health-wise, so I decided to spend one weekend at home, to gain some peace back.
Sometimes we don’t realize how hard it can be until we’re so far in this thinking that we can’t go any further. We’re stuck into the thought that it’s bad.
Hi guys! This one is just short information on what, why and when. So, I’m doing one week break from the blog, because I’m deep in the bachelor writing and trust me, this thing doesn’t seem to end or progress. I’ve been extremely regular with my posts for the last few months, so it shouldn’t be so bad (although I must say I feel kinda guilty). I will be back next Wednesday with some fresh content, so stay tuned!
So far, it’s been a month of upside downs. But let me begin with a song.
It gets warmer and sunnier, but melancholy is the same.
A quick disclaimer: I’m neither a professional photographer nor my photos were reviewed somewhere. I just went through all my pieces from the last three-four years and picked the best ones, then my boyfriend made a final choice of 14 of them. So if you’re disappointed with results it’s his fault (joking).
I think everyone in this world has things from the past that they regret or are mad about. But what to do in order not to become an old, bitter person, full of regrets?
There’s a quote from this poem that really resonates with me for many reasons. But what is just a quote, when you have a whole “dikt”? (poem in Norwegian). I won’t take the whole poem though – just one part. Be aware that I translate poem myself.
There’re many things people don’t like to mention or they just don’t like to think about them. If they have every experienced this of course.
In the middle of February we went to Lillehammer and on the way, we stopped by Mjøsa. Enjoy the pictures!
You don’t need to run anywhere in life. If there’s some rat race, you don’t need to attend. Who wants to be a rat anyway?
If there’s nothing to do on Sunday’s afternoon, we drive one hour just for a walk by Mjøsa. And we never regret it.
February for me is a special month because I’m spending its entirety in Norway. It’s been almost two weeks since I came here, but I already have a lot of pictures. Enjoy!
Without a certain destination can one discover something new. Or just breath for a moment on a break during the afternoon walk.
Something that we never really see, like we don’t see love, hate or kindness. We don’t physically see pain, but when it gets us, we crawl in bed. It’s all there, in the head.
There are certain things in life that can make one fall hard to the point there’s no more confidence left. Sometimes we lack it from the beginning. How to get up from there and is it possible?
Have you ever left a country with a feeling you’re leaving something more than just a piece of land with its own flag? I came back to that. Short-term, but hello Norway!
So I wrote a little poem. Enjoy.
Sometimes whole month passes by without anything significant happening, sometimes it’s just a couple of days worth remembering.
First of all: sorry for my absence. I’ve been visited by my partner quite unexpectedly, so couldn’t follow the schedule. But anyway: here’s a part two of the travel series “9 days in Slovenia”. Enjoy! Continue reading “9 days in Slovenia .”
As I mentioned one or two times, from the end of December I was in my partners’ motherland, which is Slovenia. 9 days is quite a lot of time, so I don’t know how I will condensate everything. But here’s a part first of my trip. No more rambling, let’s go to Slovenia!
Before starting my last-year-rambling let’s say hello to old readers and to those who recently joined – this year will be as good (I mean rich with posts) and hopefully better than previous one (however, I don’t how it’s even possible). Within every month there will be links to already existing posts about things or travels that happened so you can check more closely. Enjoy! (be prepared that it’s a long, long post).
There are days when you don’t know where to go, but you don’t want to head home. When you take a longer walk than usual.
Sometimes comes the day when you go home, to your family home, to the place you spent most of your life (if you’re in the twenties like me). This time came for me, and it’s the best time of the year: Christmas.
After all those serious topics it’s time for another Blogmas. Beside lo-fi it shall be one cover from Michael Buble “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas” because it’s so cozy, jazzy and snowy I just can’t resist. Here’s my little Christmas lo-fi list.
My Blogmas isn’t typical Blogmas you would expect from a blogger. I neither have it for 24 or 25 days nor will I write about typical Christmas-around subjects. Of course, some of them might be, well, in a festive spirit, but I will try to reach something different. Because how much similar content is out there anyway? (photo above taken by my lovely boyfriend).
We all do mistakes. Sometimes we start reading a book or watch television, while we should have been writing the book we always wanted to write. Or we paint our nails when we should wash dishes. Those are small things of course, but just an example of badly set priorities.
Big subject. It’s terrifying for me to even think about writing about this when there’re so many good posts and articles about that already. However, every person has a unique perspective on that and that’s what I want to share here. Perspective.
After a night shift, waiting for a bus. For some reason, I felt like writing a poem, so I did it. Because why not? This time I put also Polish, as it is the original version.
Have you ever come to a point where your life from a few years ago feels so different like it was another person who lived it? Or one day you just realize something really, really important: that you have just matured, and that’s it.
Do you sometimes ask yourself if you’re doing enough? Probably constantly, if you’re like me, always trying to be productive, best version for myself and for the others. Have you ever asked yourself if, maybe, you’re doing too much though?
Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
If you’re reading my posts regularly, you got to know that I came back to my motherland. Not because of my sorrow, homesickness or anything bad, just to finish what I started: higher education. Here is my try to picture Poland from my perspective in a quite different way.
Sometimes we all need rest. We work, study, go to the gym, cook, take care of ourselves and the others, all the things that fill up our time. But, from time to time, it’s good to sit down with tea and listen to some jazz.
A city of wide and spread underground, thousands of different stops and lines and a city of cold, concrete architecture. I and my partner went to Berlin.
You wake up. It’s a sunny day, birds are singing but you wish you could be anywhere else, doing something else. Or be someone else. You have a bad day.
I did a diary post once, in June. You can check it here. However, this time quite different one, because from Poland. I usually have no inspiration to write diaries, but when there’s occasion and will, I do it. It’s not much, but a couple of thoughts. Enjoy!
We have finally come to the last part of my trip, thank god. I think six is a good number, and I could make seven of them, but decided to combine the last two days since the traveling back one is neither long nor exciting. For previous parts, look here: , , , , , [Ibiza]. Enjoy!