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GODINA JE 2003.
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Sjedim na podu u sobi, okruzena neredom koji je doslovno pustio korijenje, a meni se ama bas nista neda. Sutra imam ispit iz fotografije, nisam ni otvorila, ali nisam puno zabrinuta. Doslovno, cinim sve osim ucenja i ciscenja. Tako, uhvatila sam se prpati po ovom starome laptopu, cije zadnje koristenje datira iz 2003. tj. pocetak mog skolovanja u New Yorku. Iskopala sam dosta starih slika sa faksa tako cu ih ovdje zaljepiti. Takoder sam iskopala jedan stari tekst o "razmjeni studenata" i kako sam se osijecala kad sam prvi put dosla u washington DC u 2002. Nikad nisam stigla ga zavrsiti, ali evo prilazem tekstic...Svida mi se zadnja recenica..nemam pojma zasto, ali eto :) The Beginnings You are not allowed to work or to make any life changing decisions during your stay in the United States of America. That was the last thing I read just as I was handing in my exchange student contract to the AYUSA representative. Even though I never really paid any attention to the rules or how this change will affect my life, suddenly it hit me. The moment when you hand in the signed paper, that sheet becomes a contract basically putting your life on hold for the next few months. Suddenly something as simple as a sentence became a constant reminder in the back of your mind molding any future decisions you might make. I still remember how I felt the day when I came to United States as an eager 17 year old, with the whole world in front of me. Even though I have traveled the Europe before this was something new, exciting and scary. All by myself and all grown up. I didn’t even know what my life would be like but I have decided to take the chance anyways. The first year of my American life I spent in Washington DC. That year was very important because that was the time when I assimilated the most to the environment. It was the time when I picked up on every little cultural difference and compared every detail that I have seen in the movies, videos or TV shows with my everyday life. I was amazed how real life did correspond to the fantasy world as seen on the TV. But soon, like every other fairytale this one came to the end - just few days later. Kirsten was an over-weight, single mom, originally from Ohio, who came to DC in hopes of landing an important government job. In the mean time she was working for the Veterans Department proof reading manuals and other “not so interesting” materials. She was not new in the world of hosting international students, she was a second generation of hosts, following the footsteps of her parents. Before I went to DC, Kirsten and I have corresponded through emails for a while, and she seemed to be nice, well spoken and really happy with me coming to live with her and Nina, her 9-year old daughter. I was really excited because I felt that this family may actually end up being normal, myself being a self-proclaimed professional in the field of international student and knowing that the chances of that are slim to none. Not to say that there aren’t exceptions but mostly it’s a hell hole of shuffling kids from one part of the world to another. Sad slusam raznu mjuzu sta sam pronasla na cd-ima jer na laptopu nemam ni trunku glazbe, tako slusam neke stare stvari. Evo vam i nesto slika iz 2003. Neke su sa predavanja, neke sa proslave halloweena. Ovo je dok sam jos imala dugu kosu :)))) ma koma...                   MALO NOVIJE...jos uvijek prije 2006.     ovo gore mi je najdraza vlastita fotka...jer izgledam zla :) ali nisam zaista - obecavam :) :)))) Povratak u proslost :) Toliko od starih fotkica. Cimeri svi strebaju ili gledaju TV. Ja se evo silim cistiti glupu sobu. Jacob se jos nije javio, ali nije ni proslo jos pravilo od 3 dana. Ako vjerujete u to. Ovdje se cini da dosta igra to pravilo od tri dana, kao ono, ne zovi prvi dan jer ispadnes ocajan, ne zovi drugi (neznam zasto), a treci je vec ono ok. hahaha...mislim, meni je to glupo. Javila sam se Taliji (sestra mu), ono reda radi (mos mislit), pitala me jesam li sutra slobodna da ako hocemo otici na veceru i tako, ako budem na faksu. Znaci mozda nije ono neki "shit-fit", vec je mozda ok oko svega. Vidit cemo. Cupkam u mraku polako da me nebi nesto pojelo HAHAHA. Sad slusam Olivera... uff.. bas bi lito sada. Da Pedro,ja,Volga, Tanja i ostatak ekipe mozemo dernekovati i hvatati kolur na plazi :) Ovaj tjedan pocinjemo trcati ja i Charlette. Prolipsalo se vrijeme tako mozemo. Ah...idem se natjerati ovo sranje od sobe ocistiti i idem procitati glupu fotografiju i u krevet. Cimer ima nekog komada u sobi, zove se Devon, ali ja ga zovem Stefan :) Lik je straight :) Ali neka isusovka se zanima za njega...aj mozda ga dobije bozijom voljom...hahah Eto nacijo. Cujemo se do daljnjega... |