Nektar z Różowych Grejpfrutów

Nasty. Horrible.

Pink grapefruit nectar. It's the opposite of sweet. Some juices have added sugar, sometimes lots of added sugar. This juice not only tastes like all things resembling sugar have been removed, but like they have taken more and left it with a sugar deficit. With each mouthful I felt as though my face was being turned inside out. Sour with a capital S. I drank the entire carton, a whole 1L of this horrid liquid, because I've become very stingy and refused to throw it out, though it was not consumed in one sitting.

P.S. Please read the first word (nasty) with a strong american accent. Naasty.
P.P.S. According to the ingredients list, it does contain sugar. Bullshit. It also says that it is pasteurised. What the hell? It's pink grapefruit, it doesn't come from a cow!

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Beginners

I just had my first lesson with absolute beginners tonight. This was their 4th English lesson, so their 4th 80min class. I have taught pre-intermediate kids and adults before, but this was a new experience. It's the most demanding class because it requires a lot of effort from the teacher, so I'm extremely tired this evening. But I noticed an improvement, so I must have done something right.

The most tiring class from a behavioural perspective is the class of 12 (perhaps) year old boys, four of them. They fight, and take each other's belongings all through the class, so it's hard to get them to focus on anything. Myself and another teacher refer to them as the "little monsters." This other teacher, who is called Emily, told me that this class has completely changed her opinion on children, in that previously she wanted to have kids, but now she wants to remain childless for her entire life. I know what she means. These kids are definitely an incentive to use contraception.

Pogoda

Today when I got out of bed, the outside temperature was 0 degrees (celsius, not kelvin) and fog, though it was a nice 19 degrees inside my apartment. It's still foggy but now the temperature has risen to a toasty 1 degree.

The last few mornings have been foggy, which has been nice. I like looking out through the window at the outside world through fog. The world looks sleepier through fog. Of course, I reserve the right to change my opinion on the fog if I have to go outside in these conditions.


Note: the weather icon says "dense fog" but I think the fog could be a lot denser if it really tried.

Pracuję

The regular teaching semester has started, so I'm back to working 5 days a week, which is great as it means I am earning enough to do things like pay for rent and buy food. This is a very short post because nothing particularly interesting has happened to me in the last few days.

The weather icon's doing it again...

Tomorrow (Friday) will be "Partly sunny and delightful, 20 degrees C, Wind SE, 2 m/s."

Therefore I'm expecting tomorrow to be a nice day. We shall see if the weather icon has good taste in weather.

Clumsy

My coordination today is as bad as something with really bad coordination (how's that for an appropriate metaphor!?). I managed to fling my teabag and spoon at my chest while trying to extract the teabag from the mug, and both item were very hot. Don't ask how I accomplished this, I'm not quite sure myself. Then, I was eating open tomato sandwiches and managed to drop tomato intestines all over my pants. Perhaps I should just wrap myself in bubble wrap today and hide in the corner.

On a completely unrelated note, this is my sixtieth blog post (on this blog). Yay! Happy sixtieth to my blog!!

Bumar-Łabędy

I had to get out of bed at ridiculous o'clock this morning (6:30am) in order to be ready in time to go to a company called Bumar Łabędy to conduct placement tests for new students who I'll be teaching from either next week or the week after. Unfortunately, these people are crazy and I'll have to start work at the ungodly hour of 7am, which means getting up at an even stupider time than this morning. I'll be teaching them business English along with English for specific needs, which in this case is military jargon because the company manufactures tanks, and there are pictures of tanks every where inside the front gate. The students amused me because many of them were incredibly nervous because of this morning's "test" which really amounts to nothing except ascertaining their abilities in order to separate them into appropriate class groups. One guy was visibly shaking during the oral component. Unless he was actually completely relaxed and just suffers from Parkinson's disease, which is a possibility.

Travel to Bumar-Łabędy requires the use of a car, so I'll definitely be using my international drivers' licence while I'm here. Hopefully I'll remember to stay on the right side of the road. The school, Opelac, has purchased an Opel Vectra (Holden Vectra in Australia) for this purpose.

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It's done. I survived.

Well, I was vaccinated today. I was healthy enough when I went to visit the doctor to receive the injection. It didn't hurt at all (because I have an extremely high pain tolerance, and the nurse was really good). My arm is a little bit sore now because it feels like I've been bruised, and I have a slight headache, which is normal, according to the doctor.

It was a very big needle, and very scary-looking.