Friday

Today I got two amazing letters from my Polish pen pals.

From Tao-chan

From Basia

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 Both of the letters are amzing and they really made my day.
tao-chan wrote an 11 page and 21 side letter and added Hello Kitty notebook, pencil, stickers and a postcard.
From Basia I got colorful letter(different picture on each page), Poland bus tickets, stamp and two postcards.

I have a package prepared for Tao-chan only, but I'll think of something for both. LOVE them so much!

Most beautiful postcard

I want to share a picture of the most beautiful postcard I have ever received. I love it so much.

It is from Merja, Finland. It will soon hang on my wall, along with other cards.

I know that not all of them are hanging straight :D

Thursday afternoons

I meet my friend every Thursday afternoon, when school and now, university, ends. One time I come to her place, next time she comes to me. This time I came to her place twice in a row. Last time I didn't bought anything and felt so bad for her giving me snacks, but this time I brought this pie.

It was really delicious, but too sweet >< I prefer spice food :D
Here's a random pic of a toy cat she got, with weird eyes xD

And she has a real cat too. Snuggly too >w<

Cute!!!!

Rain

It started to rain so nicely today and these words in Japanese came out of nowhere:
Ame ga futteimasu
Asufaruto no ue
Shizuka ni tsuzukimasu

 I'm sorry if there were any mistakes.

Little joys

Yesterday's basketball match ended awfully. We lost and it's the end for us. I can't believe. I was really upset about that and thought today will be even worse with so many lectures to keep me whole day in uni and that Physical education in the end, before which I would had at least an hour window. Horrible.
But it ended better. When I came I saw a note saying that there won't be one lecture- the only one I wasn't looking forward too, so on this break I came home now and have Latin at 12 o'clock. I like that lecture. but after that I'll go back home again before sports. Ugh...
But I have received a letter and that brightened the mood! Little things can give some joy.

It's been a while!

It really been a while since I updated my blog. I still have a goal to make it cute and interesting, something that others would like to read.

The autumn is right on my noise and since I started going to the university, I have changed my cloth style to look more mature than I was. But still sometimes I feel I lack bravery to dress up one way or another. 
Here is one of my inspirations a made reality. Cosplay inspires xD

  Kipi's cosplay of Shiori Misaka from Kanon. I love this look.

Kito Aya ''1 Liter of Tears''(Ichi Rittoru no Namida)

I think that many people have seen dorama, based on the story and they were touched by it. I've read opinios like ''Am I the only one who didn't cry?'' and ''rewatching the series is even more sad''. I agree with the second opinion.
Spinocerebellar atrophy- You can find information about it on teh internet and medicine books, so this is not a boring lecture about this uncureble disease, but a share of emotions and my work I want to add.
After finishing the series, I was so touched and kept thinking about it a lot. Actually, I even tried to feel what Aya felt. Wait, that's impossible for a person like me to feel that pain, but...I tried to walk like her. That wasn't mocking, but ''trying to be in her shoes''. That was very hard. Other thing is the falling. To fall on your face, when you have no control of your hands, who should normally protect you, wasn't a thing I could try. But I still have experienced the uncontrollable falling. My left knee has a trauma and no, it won't ever heal back. That's not scary at all, compared to the magnetic resonance I have to endure for a half an hour in statue-like pose. And so, I felt once, when my bones ''fixated'' and the foot wasn't straight at the time it supposed to touch the ground. Luckily, it was grass- almost like a pillow. I have felt what it means to walk like her too, I recall now. How could I ever forget that?.. It was one year after the trauma when it came to the surface. Unlucky me, that was winter again with lots of ice. Bandage on my knee wasn't in much help, so I had to walk carefully, always looking down on my road and still feeling that sharp pain for every little slip. And so, enough of my story.
I wanted Kito Aya's story badly and I said that to my Japanese pen pal. She got a second hand book for me and at the same day I picked the Japanese Kanji dictionary and started to translate it.

That's quite tiring work

But I can't believe that such story isn't translated into any language. Maybe I could change that?