tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71362114604513955952012-02-16T02:01:30.174-08:00missalicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06839412172373713915noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136211460451395595.post-13153451298931511882008-12-04T11:09:00.000-08:002008-12-04T11:44:34.663-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/STgsy-6sncI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QZRdq3elJSw/s1600-h/cut.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/STgsy-6sncI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QZRdq3elJSw/s320/cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276016217858809282" border="0" /></a><br />Jest cudownie, wczoraj wzięłam potrójną dawkę loratadyny i czułam się jak zombie cały dzień, uczę się po nocach, piję kawę i red bulla hektolitrami, a i tak zasypiam na lekcjach. Przez ostatnie dwa tygodnie nadrabiam zaległości w ilości czasu poświęconego na naukę w całym moim życiu. Nie mam czasu na rysowanie, o czytaniu nie wspominając ( a przydałoby sie w końcu dokończyć tą miesiąc temu zaczętą książkę), ale na kontemplowanie mojej marnej egzystencji przed telewizorem, i owszem mam.<br />Mało rzeczy mnie obchodzi, ale jak już o jakąś dbam, wszystko musi się walić i zadawać ból. Już sama nie wiem czego chce i czego w ogóle powinnam chcieć.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136211460451395595-1315345129893151188?l=i-polaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>missalicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06839412172373713915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136211460451395595.post-15992877477521467332008-11-25T13:46:00.000-08:002008-11-25T14:05:29.290-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/SSx1sZSZwEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sbKih-PJZsg/s1600-h/labedzie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/SSx1sZSZwEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sbKih-PJZsg/s320/labedzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272718669306773570" border="0" /></a><br />isogashii<br />tanoshii<br />ii<br />suzushii<br />oishii<br />omoshiroi<br />tadashii<br />subarashii<br />sugoi<br />kawaii<br />amai<br />utsukushii<br />genkina<br />shizukana<br />kireina<br />yuumeina<br />nigiyakana<br />sukina<br />benrina<br /><br />Today I learn only positive adjectives<br />and from this day I think twice about what I do<br />even thrice<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136211460451395595-1599287747752146733?l=i-polaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>missalicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06839412172373713915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136211460451395595.post-66827873494438477472008-11-24T12:21:00.000-08:002008-11-24T14:24:29.852-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/SSsO4sF0ZnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0lFuJu0uAD8/s1600-h/222.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lqJswlgZafo/SSsO4sF0ZnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0lFuJu0uAD8/s320/222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272324155838326386" border="0" /></a><br />Last time I've added some old photos on deviant, it remains me about past, sometimes good, sometimes not. But it forces me to think about present.<br />I'm still saving money for a focus camera, to make something better then now, but it doesn't work, so much things to buy and to care about.<br /><br />You know ... I hate irresponsibility, I hate irresponsible people.<br /><br />I live randomly, day by day and try to give as much as I can but damn, it's still important to care about others. Doesn't it?<br />So what am I wating for? Just for another morning, there is no sense in looking far in the future.<br /><br />The postman gave me today my beloved burberry fragrance. And now it's the only thing which is positive. damn.<br />2 weeks left to the proficiency test. Daijiyoubu desune?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136211460451395595-6682787349443847747?l=i-polaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>missalicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06839412172373713915noreply@blogger.com0