Yes

Maybe I should write to my blog more often but.

My life is so.

Sometimes I wish.

Then I.

Maybe I should.

To be.

Like today.

Tomorrow I'm gonna.

Next week I have to.

Is there a.

Ahhh what the hell.

You know better than me that.

There is no way nobody.




Proving the existence of God

I have no doubts anymore.


Global colding

Spring goes on and off from day to day. Cold -> warm -> cold -> warm -> damn cold. I spend my nights drawing mind maps:



Doesn't look so good, does it? =D Ok. I can't draw! But the point is that I remember what I've read better this way. Ummmh.

Easter time is over. I had 4 days off from work. I went to an amusement park with my friends and also saw this later on Sunday:





It was cool. Why? Because every time I see a hot air balloon I remember a movie (cartoon version) "Around the world in 80 days" that was one of my fav tv series when I was a kid. It was FUN and EXCITING. Everything I need to make my life bearable. I just had no 170 € and I had to stay on the ground.

Then I saw these two seagulls sitting on these painted rocks:



Wheeee. So which one is Freud? I think he's the one on the right and the other one is his patient.

And it took over a week that I heard that Proof is dead. R.I.P. I'm not a fan of gangsta stuff and definetely not a fan of music videos filled with cars and asses but I still listen to Eminem a lot. Maybe because he's not only a white rapper but he's also different. Some people say that it's not even music. I don't care. Anyway, I was saying that I wasn't a fan of Proof but whole D-12 like many other people who found their music after listening to Em. And if there never would've been Eminem or Slim Shady without Proof (according to Em ) it would've been a huge loss.

My friend - who was doing her patology training because of her studies - told me that (I guess I can tell this without names) where she was working... people's parts (like liver etc) were sent there in plastic boxes (just normal kitchen equipment, not any special boxes) and one day she got a box that had some organ in and that box was just like the one where she had packed her lunch in the morning and was supposed to eat it at work. I can honestly say I couldn't do that. It takes some guts.







Looking for freedom.

Is there freedom? Anywhere? Real freedom?

I'm in a trap. Trap is also called society. Or the Earth. I was born in there and there is no way out. After my country begins another one. With its own restrictions and rules.

I wanna get out of here.


Back to the nature

I've come to this conclusion: I don't wanna go to any university. I don't want to study. I don't want to work. I can pretend that I'm interested in something for a while but after all: I'm not! I just wanna live in some warm place, run around in a forest, eat bananas, go fishing ("fishing", not that I would actually kill animals, or then I would, I dont know) and be really primitive. It wouldn't matter if I died when I'm 30.


Cold



Forecast for next four days: -22c, -22c, -19c and -19c. And windy. That means that I'm not leaving the house before someone keeps a gun on my head. I was going to go shopping today but no... I'm sitting here instead.





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