Everyone laugh now.

 Because I've said so.

Surrealistic ten-year old.

Oh Kay

I've got a job!

A part-time job.

Not fabulously paid, too.

But I love it .) I get to make all those cappucinos, frappucinos, pina coladas and stuff, I can steal the coffee biscuits and have the latte milk foam without the actual coffee.
I work there two/three times a week, so its not THAT easy to catch me up in there, but if you want a presso with extra bisquit and my hair in it, just ask and I'll gladly tell you which days I am at my work.

Hell yeah

Woohoo. So. What else can I say. Just try and focus on no. 20.

I wish I had...

..studied at least a tiny bit before my entrance tests for journalism which I have had this morning - still, it was fun.

The test itself was quick and not as homicidically stressful as the Scios, yet it still made me fall off the little FSV's aula table all the time.

The main thing is - I am in love. With PhDr. Jan Křeček, who teaches at the Media Studies (where I have no chances by now) catedra. He came to the place on his motorcycle, in a black Clash shirt, looking steaming hot, but still having this italian-american-actor-ish all-time sad look. (Spike has it as well, but he doesn't drive 'cycles)


Here he is making some important speech on media. --->