Yah. My first journal. I do not know what to write... xD
Somebody said that begining is always difficult. I don't know exactly who, but he was completely right. Starting things for me is my own apocalypse.

Yesterday I came back to Warsaw from a trip to Zakopane. I will never forget how it was there.
Three days with friends, the rest of class and so on. Of course, there were some things I didn't like, but no matter. Nothing's ideal.
I took some photos, bought souvenirs ( which emptied my account and wallet) and enjoyed how real winter is like. That was some kind of shock for me. I saw a few films, which showed snow in mountains, photos and others. But it's one thing to see and second to feel.
Winter in the big city is usually ugly, with gray snow that fast become water in the same colour and freezing wind. And usually I'm ill when the snow is clean enought. Or sometimes there is none for the whole season. But winter is still my favourite season, no matter the weather. Besides I do not have hay-fever, in December I've got my birthday, then comes magic of X-mas with all the stuff under X-mas tree and Santa Claus ( I do not believe ! xD) ... Yeah. Santa Claus. I used to dress up as Santa Claus since I was five or six. I loved it. Maybe it was stupid, but funny. My family was happy, thought.
Last X-mas was my last to be Santa. I'm not going to continue it. I grew up, my Greatest Fan is gone... And I still haven't writen memorial for him... I'm hopeless. It's about 6 months my Granpa's dead and I'm still crying everytime I see his photo or visit his grave. He was my best friend...

Ending completely exhausted. My life is fucked up.