books, cats and languages

"If it's not my cup of tea I'm not drinking it".

Parting ways with nice people is always sad.

It's such a funny situation when you're learning a foreign language and people ask you to say something in that language. You brain is suddenly in a forest full of trees asked to choose only one without any other instructions.

When YouTube recommends another 'how to overcome the language plateau' videos, I think to myself , I'm not even on the plateau, I'm somewhere beneath the surface, in the depth of the ocean with it.'

Maybe I'll lose tomorrow, but today is my little victory.

You just grab that one memory. Pull it to the surface. Et voilà. Here is your pain. Seemingly as raw as the day it came to you

This year was full of pain and sorrow. So glad it's nearing its end. Feels like I've reached half mark of my life. Will there be a way out of this dark forest? Heavens only knows.

Missing my university days. It seems that I had so much time back then. It became really hard to practice even a little bit when there is always some work to do. Like I want to learn a language but at the same time I also need a decent sleep.