cliché ?

I like means of public transport. I always have some cool thoughts in there. But no one has yet invented a thoughts-writing machine so they usualy blows with the wind as soon as I get off.
Today for example, waiting for a train at the station Sopot Wyścigi, I sat down on the dirty bench enjoying the sun. Some boy sat down next to me. My nose was blocked and I felt like doing strange things to help myself to breathe. Well... I didn't want to make stupid sounds sitting next to someone, so I did my best to breath normally. Then came my train. Today's topic? "Perfectionism". My conclusion? "A big brown shit". Perfectionism may stop you to do the things you would like. Being afraid of not doing something well (read: perfect) is silly. We are not robots. Having no experience means that you just have to gain it. If you don't know something there is nothing bad in it, you can learn it. You have to fall down sometimes, to then get up again. well.. I don't remember now my thoughts that were cooler than this... (It's also hard to write with a fat cat sitting on my hand, and his tale on the keyboard) guess I should be taking a notebook with me and write them immediately. Anyway, on the station Sopot Kamienny Potok, I noticed outside the boy that was sitting next to me. He was talking with another boy, I mean... talking is not good word for a deaf person I guess...

I used to much energy yesterday I guess. Facing the world this morning was really difficult. So at 9 o'clock, after some sneezeing I decided to get back to bed. What was going on in my head was also tiring. Starting from my music teacher that I met at the swimming pool and ending on a british barman to who I was explaining that for Poles is easier to understand american than british accent. I finally woke up feeling that it's late and I should at least open my eyes but I couldn't. It was 11.40 and I was so sleepy... Now I'm drinking hot chocolate and listening to old, good disco. It's so funny to see photos from yesterday's evening...
I went to meet girls at Ilona's place, but first I had to go to the shop, as they asked me to buy cheese. Hmm.. OK.. people in the shop were looking at me in a strange way (no wonder), and instead of making myself "invisible" while I tried to take my wallet from the purse I dropped the lipstick... Bitchy, raspberry pink lipstick, which roll on the floor for few meters making noise... ;) well, better lipstick that some other thing which my bag was full of. My personality was so split that when Monika asked trough the entry phone "Yes?" I replied "It's us!". I was laughing all the way up but they got paranoic that I brought someone with me ;)

A song. Still a bit silly but final version :) Oh, who cares, you have to try everything in your life ;)

taking red mobile to my hand
writing some dirty words
shall I send them or not?
will you think that I am hot?

I cross the street
dizzy of double-deckers
why they're on my right?
I'm looking to left and fuck
from where came this black cab?

Fishergate full of strangers
what all these people want?
is this really the language?
where are all the ones I know?

walking up the christ church street
I can not be a bird
so I'm just a cat in boots
black hottie in red shoes

wanna see you playing guitar
draw your picture in a black chair
I just want to make you smile
and no, I don't wanna say goodbye

wanna hear your laugh
hear you saying goodnight
oh, I know...
oh, I know, it's not the time

England

I'm sitting on a couch with my feet on a table, feeling like criticizing everyone around, judging their life choices, maybe envy them too. Just one of the bad days. A novelty is that I'm aware why I feel like that. So I know what to do to avoid that. Or rather what NOT to do :) Sometimes it's hard to avoid, but at least I know what I don't want. And that's something, right?

English weather is really strange. I think I liked it more in Spain. Or in Gibraltar, if comparing within UK :)
Well, no point in complaining.

Just enjoy :)

Hmm...

I'm sitting on my bed, immersing in my own thoughts and my red jumper. Gerardo is playing guitar. Hmm... It's so nice... But I have to study for the exam, and write two essays. As always I'm the one to blame - should have done it before.
But well. Afterwards we will have a nice holidays in Spain :) That will be a nice change for me. During our last free days we were freezing in Poland :D

bo ja, mówi, jestem z lasu...

Don't know why but while I was walking down the Raday utca I started to sing a certain song in my head. Then I started to think why it came to my mind so suddenly but I didn't succeed in that thinking ;)
The song is >>here<<
Hmm... I wanted to write sth more but seems that I have no time now. I will do it later, enjoy the song in the meantime jako i ja czynię... ;)

The Battle

My hand is moving the computer mouse although I don't want it. I'm writing this post although I know I shouldn't...
After lessons I went to buy some food. But I was tired and the only thing I was thinking about was wednesday's exam. I felt so stupid when a saleswoman was putting my thing out of my basket... Milka chocolate with raisins and hazelnuts, cookies with honey and chocolate, cookies, joghurt bar, hazelnut wafer, chocolate wafer, cherry drinking joghurt, pear joghurt, another fruit joghurt, banana-lemon juice, fruit drink, 2in1 instant tchibo coffee and yes, even those damn peanut bonbons I saw going to the cashier... Only in the bottom I had some ham, cheese, butter... 2 instant soups (no time for cooking...)
Uff... I'm sure it's all I need during revising for an exam...
And urrrrghhhh I feel like writing, reading and even dancing in the middle of my room (I haven't done it for some time, hmm, that's strange in fact). Of course I'm listening to the music and I can't help singing while taking notes. Very helpful activity, don't you think so? I even started to read about Józef Bem in english! just because I've noticed that he's a hero here, in Hungary too.
Ayy... Enough goddammit!