Smells like Teen Spirit...

Or Lady Speed Stick- either one I stay far, far away from. Can we say Aluminum? Big problem for the breasted, hence, I stick to the all natural stuff. It's on my mind since my nasal sensory receptors were molested this morning by a case of reverse B.O. How can I describe it?... Imagine not taking a shower for 5 or 6 days and in place of this, heavily applying Lady Speed Stick (oh, don't forget heavy, sweaty sleep in between these days). All 43 minutes from Podkowa to Warsaw, sitting across from me on the WKD. I already was feeling slightly ill with Polish test stress, so this was like fuel to flames of barf. No, I am being too cruel. I tried to justify this lady's situation to myself- maybe she was mental impaired, maybe she couldn't afford soap, maybe she didn't have water, maybe no one ever taught her better??? Poor lady (But please don't forget, poor me too!)

So I "wrote" (let's say it like the Poles) my Polish test this morning- 2 hours and 10 minutes! Ug! But I don't think it was completely horrible (it was rather hard) and I am sitting here alive to testify that I did infact live through it. Sitting here in the library underneath "Sala Rytmiki" or "The Rhythm Room" (Doesn't that sound fun) and I can hear and feel the second year dancing students stomping away above us. It sounds kind of like thunder, only rhythmic thunder.