Trzeci miesi±c! Trzymam siê nie¼le :-)

This is special a note for my friend Timbo. He's my favorite british guy. We met at our friend's house in Sidegate Street. I was completely drunk and he was completely unshaved. To be honest he's unshaved all the time. I can hardly remember when the funniest photo in the world was taken! It was one of my best evenings ever. We were going back home through Durham's night life. I was talking something about high heels and awful almost naked british girls. He said he lives above Starbucks (Yes, Timmy!) and that we should go there for a coffee. We never went but he met me many times at YUM. Timbo always says that I made the best coffee (exept other Marta's coffees). It's nice but the truth is that I can do a good latte and nothing more. I hate my cappuccinos! I could never make a proper foam. I also never said proper goodbye to him. I think that's because I've always known that I am going to meet my friends once again. Thank you, Tim, for every word to me, for making me laugh every single day, for correcting my sentences, for sending me good music and for talking about british comedy. Thank you, my friend, for "what are you up to" and "I dunno". Thank you so much for making me more british and keeping me in touch with Durham. For every moments when I write "Timbo!" and you answer "hello!". For every Munday and Sunday. 

See you in London (or in Poznañ...), Timothy!