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No, Where, Near

My English level is far from C2, let alone being able to sit the CPE exam anytime soon. It's around C1 at best, and it still needs a lot of hard work and study, but I'm ready to burn the midnight candle. On the other hand, Ági's right; I'm a bloody genius for completing the CELTA course with my exceptionally unique English background. However, let's not sit on my laurels but realistically assess all the necessary tasks to sit a CAE and a CPE exam. I'm terribly curious about what John will tell me tomorrow. Btw, he is the next teacher candidate with decades of exam preparation and teaching experience. Still, I hope Charlette is alright and will return to continue our lessons eventually.

Today was a lazy day again, but I don't mind it. I needed some me-time, so after sleeping in (I woke up at 7:30 a.m.), I decided to do some sport after breakfast and browse the internet afterwards. During training, I watched one of my most beloved movies: Cut it short, by Bohumil Hrabal. Right in the middle of the best part of the movie, the lunch was ready, so I hurried down to the kitchen to grab my plum dumplings and devoured them without any second thoughts. I love plum dumplings. Then I gave Ági a nice foot massage, took Abby for her afternoon walk, and repaired the bloody printer, which refused to work. It has some LAN and MAC address issues, so we connected it to Ági's laptop by cable. Finally, it deigned to work.

Anyway, this is it for today, I'm off to read a bit.
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