Bonjour, je suis le table

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Bonjour everyone.

Today is the day when I finally began my 16 weeks long training session. 4 months of non-stopable healthy stuff… things.. I’ve decided that new academic year are perfect to begin with some new challenges for myself, not just “I’M GONNA STUDY HARD THIS YEAR” or “I’ll not eat sweets everyday” and “I won’t spend my pocket moneys on Mondays and starve for the rest of the week”. Naaaah, it’s too easy. I challenged myself TO COMPLETE THAT training session. Which is quite long.

I’ll try this time, I guess.

You ask what is this 4 months training session, is it magical and you become slim as Miranda Kerr? and I’m glad to give you an answer.

inspirational shutff #1
Inspirational shutff #2

I found that training accidentally. Like I came back home from my holiday and I was reading daily news on the internet, and I found  an  article called something like: “Incredible, young lady lost her weight by starting running”, or so. SO I’ve decided to read that story (lithuanians can find that story by clicking here, and maybe other nations can just googletranslate it. IF YOU DARE 😀 ) and after reading it,  I felt like I can go the same way and be fit like her. It is very simple Dutch training session where you run for a couple of minutes and then you walk, and then you run again, and the circle continues for some time. Every week you have longer running time and less walking, so physical activity is increased slightly.

It is very unusual way of run, and it is kinda difficult. BUT I LIKE IT.  I hope that I won’t give up, and after couple of weeks I’ll see the very first results.

On the next part of the this day’s entry I’ll tell you a story about the auto-correct. It is very funny story which has happened on Omegle. ( check the spelling, I know that I wrote down it wrong)

So yesterday I was tiiiired after a kinda workday on garden ( the forth commandment of God: “Keep the sabbath day holy” doesn’t apply to us), and went to the omegle. You know that website, where random people are connected to chat or to face talk each other. AND you know that there are a lot of creeeeepy people ( I think I have already mentioned that almost a year ago).

So I was just chatting, and smiling, and praying that I won’t see any of “unwanted to be seen” body parts that guys do have.
Unfortunately I got into some of them, and I cover my eyes after that terrible and horrifying view, and I didn’t notice that some kinda cute guy was laughing at me. Not long after he wrote that he is not a creeper and I look cute when I’m hiding myself”. I started laughing and so, and we began to chat.
Wel he was a french guy currently living in London, he was 22 years old and had very very blue eyes and he seemed to be pretty normal by then . We continued to chat and I randomly told him that I’m learning french and I can talk freely.  And he started talking in french and I was OMG QUICK TURN THE GOOGLE TRANSLATOR, because my french skills are deep below, lets say, a minimum 6th grader level. (I’m senior now, so you can make conclusions and make guesses if I can learn more this year. I bet that I can not) . And I didn’t want to be a loser and I overestimated my knowledge in that language…

I was gladly surprised that I was having a conversation with one person of that yellow section.

And this is where the awkwardness began.

He wrote me something in french and I translated that sentence into something similar like this ” I didn’t know that lithuanian girls can speak bilingual” or something. And I tried to keep smile on my face while I was writing into google translate the answer, I hoped that it would be translated in a good way. OK, I wrote the answer that I find it ( French language) quite easy, and google translated my sentence more like that: “Je doigt assez facile”.
You can’t imagine how that boy laughed at me when he saw my answer .He laughed so hard that he almost cried. I  was really confused and asked in English what had happened, did I write something bad or something. And he said that my sentence was nasty and I am a very nasty girl. I did ask him what I wrote. And he translated this sentence. And it sounded so horrible. And I was so embarrassed and ashamed, and I wanted to be dead by then. The meaning of fancy french sentence was: “I finger it quite easy”. Like it wasn’t bad enough he turned his camera down to his pants, and I was disguised and I turned off the omegle for real. After some time I did a research why I translated that sentence bad and I realised that my so loveable mac’s autocorrect had ruined it all. But still, thank you autocorrect, you showed me that nasty person before he showed what is really inside his pants

That. Was. The. most. awkward. experience. in. my. entire. life. Thank God, he doesn’t know me in real life, and I won’t face him ever. And I’m very glad that I didn’t give him my Facebook, or else  I’d kill myself.


That’s it for this day, pals. I hope you liked reading this stuff, and if you did, don’t be shy to share this with your friends!  Ayyy?

Oh, I have a very quick message for the readers if there are some. I’m improving this blog’s appearance this, and maybe next week and we all soon have new styyyleee heeereee. :3

Stay fab, stay in school, kids, learn new languages. And stay away from creeeeepeerrs in the internet
Lots of love, Domy xx



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