…user name Lalya, from OkayCupid
“I will respond back only to those who seem like a possible match. No players please. Losers, paupers, uneducated, boors, whiners , stingy, having problems with alcohol and drugs in the past and now - need not apply. And, please, no drama or heavy baggage .”
I assure you that I have never, ever written Lalya. I am too loserish and pauperish for this woman, and she is too demonish for me.
I took the CELTA at International House Budapest last year. IH Budapest uses the building (shown above) to teach many of its CELTA classes. I endured three months in a claustrophobic, windowless room in the back of this prison-like building.
IH Budapest teaches people how to teach English, yet the teacher teachers are illiterate. I’m just going to become angrier and end up murdering someone if I keep thinking about this nightmarish experience. Let me just say that they treated me like shit, robbed me, fucked me, and failed me. I’ve devoted this site to the CELTA racket:
Sopron, Hungary (below), a beautiful medieval town at the western edge of the Hungarian universe. If I could find a nice Hungarian town like this with a nice high bridge and a river, I could burn my passport, jump off the bridge, and nobody would know who the hell I was. They’d probably cremate my remains. Hopefully they’d bury my ashes in Hungary. Good fuck I wouldn’t want to be buried in the U.S.
I don’t want to jump into the Danube. I don’t want my body floating around with all those people to see. I’d rather that my body not be found. Suicide is humiliating. I want to discretely pass into infinity.
I’ve never been to Szeged. It has a river, maybe a nice bridge to jump off of.
I’m really tired of this blog and my asshole life. Maybe I’ll get bored later and write more.
