среда, мај 29, 2002

Thoughts on Sunday
(or an attempt to be creative while beeing bored with everything and everybody and at the same time a recollection of a spring evening/morning is at the end of the 90’s)


A. Past

1. something happens and it’s aim is to provoke jelausy-failure!
2. drunk juvenile voices, guitar agression defeated by lowering the stereo, the says –time’s up and again I don’t have money for taxi
3. an evening ago everything was so simple-fear, o self esteem and loads of beer
4. all the exsistential thoughts get messed up with nicotine smoke swirling around the light and faces with make up are flirting with their reflections on the mirror
5. hang-over, zero coffe (they say It doesn’t help anyway)
6. I happen to love the sun from time to time

B. Present

1. Everything is in a magic circle, you cannot go out of it
2. don’t be afraid, noone will steal your indifference
3. don’t fly, metadons are expensive
4. there is always tommorow till you die
5. life is a walk with glass umbrella around the stone rings of saturn
6. maybe one of them will hit you
7. maybe one of them will hit you soon



недела, мај 19, 2002

it's been 4 days from my 21 birthday. I was extremly sad that day. Were you happy then???there is nothing to be happy about. I loved my teen period. Now it is gone forever. I think about those times a lot and the most important thing that I miss about that times is myself. Now I don't have the time to be with myself anymore. Everything is more important than me. So many things are happening but those things don't have the smallest impact on my personal life. My personal life. What happened to it???My inner voice is gone and it cannot find it's way back.

среда, мај 08, 2002

my stuped blog doesn't want to be opened....again.
if anyone has an idea how to write a mock research paper on the subject "how to write research paper "email me and save my miserable life!!!!
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

недела, мај 05, 2002

what the hack is wrong here......
my blog cannot be opened
and |I wanted to write something very smart but no.......i protest.....objection.....:(sustained
strike.....
once upon A time there was me writing this blog
later on (after some six months) that girl went to macedonia and stayed there for some 2 monthsw so the blog was left without a single post for so much time
and then that girl came back to poland and moved from her parents....now she's got her own appartment and bills (and bills and bills and bills-any donation is welcomed) and she doesn't have a pc there so the blog was once again left alone
i know the blog misses me.... i promised him so much.....
mAYBE i will post some more in future but now unfortunately no computer, no internet.....not even a god-daMN type-writer....
so ta-ta for now