totally do not know how to begin this note, so go straight to the point. What about me? Saturday was really crazy, to this day can not comprehend what was happening, but I feel that anything bad has evaporated, and again I have this blind, but comforting hopes, plans and ambitions. Really, we sometimes go to the relatives of people and shit, tell the whole of myself all the worries you, sitting in for over 5 years. It is better, thanks.
That day we got from Andie book, t known factor path by depression.'' He read one? I doubt, D. In any case, I feel that he can help me tremendously. Now, looking at all of situations in my life, slowly begin to notice these reasons, prior to the action and effects. I had time for me to feel, cry and totally dismissed any hope to achieve anything, so it will get used this book and re-draw positive energy. Sometimes I wonder ... Even yesterday I asked this question during the retreat. Is it really me I direct my life, whether it's me doing this election, to decide the path, or simply a foregone conclusion this is how I live, and I'm just a pawn, a puppet in the hands of a madman? Well ok, with this crazy little overdone. I mean ... In church they say something like that, like all of us have determined the date of death. If so, whether the designated is not the case for a lifetime? And if so, who appointed them and whether it really was the right thing? Is the fair? Do not I have the same rights to decide about their doings? And if so, why should 'we will then be judged'? Okay, no one probably does not understand my gibberish, and if I had to put more of these rhetorical questions, doszłabym for something completely absurd and ridiculous. Itself is lost.
And anyway it's funny when a single entity because the crowd goes 'so you', right?
Today I experienced how people are really desperate, powerless, helpless holding on to hope, even the thinnest branches. They believe in the words of someone posed above and follow him, not having quite the view, however, blindly believe that it might help. Damn, if I'm not by chance be the same? I also kind of believe blindly ... But I'm not going to be anybody, I believe what she will put in front of you, and not what others tell me, because I need it because it is appropriate, because most people believe it so you have to. Haha, it often happens that this is lost among the crowd ... crowd.
good, quiet, if you missed this passage, it is well done. Now a bit about fashion (because it's like this was supposed to be this blog, not my brand of conflicting considerations.) Two days ago, unless ordered shoes from Zara (God, issues that were not too big) and the bag, which came today (hey, our Polish Post Office is making progress!), Is very large and middle zip pocket is wrong, but fell in love with her : 3
love today weather, sunshine, fresh air, and unfortunately my nose extending a second week, lovely.
And, I would forget!
know what tomorrow is the day? Yes, April 1, April Fool, but this day something to me. It was April 1, 2006, I started ... (Damn, that's 5 years. FIVE! Anyway, anyway, this figure also something for me to say) ... I began to write. But yeah seriously, namely, I wrote ... of someone important. Like today, I traveled by bus from school, I looked out the window at sun-drenched field and the Vistula, I thought about it. How much do I put this once-writing. It was a priority for me in life. I could collapse test, quiz, relationship with friends if only to add a note on the blog. I loved doing it, gave me some self esteem and really miss it. Now I can not write anything now, though I would give anything in the future. Really. During those five years my style has improved greatly, I still have records of what I was writing the age of 12, tomorrow is likely to sit in silence, in the dim light the lamp and open the envelope containing my first 'works'. I do not know how to react to this, everything will be filtered this feeling that within these five years all the time holding me and not let go, do not know how to further deal with it, however, accept the best scenarios. Damn, I have 12 years old and already feel it. Have 17 and still feel the same.
nuts.
song for today: Stereophonics-maybe tomorrow .
I love this band. Chicken, just now watched this video. Ingenious, really. Ideally gets in me and convinces me, which I kept for a long time. Now I know why I like this track. Simply missing. I walk away from everything like the camera at the end of the clip. Strange, yet puzzling.
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