dla Oli hihi

Hej Misiaku, sto lat! 

Moja myszyco, moja kruszynko, mój ziemniaku... 

Wszystkiego najlepszego z okazji tego ze masz 21 lat. Nieźle... 

Zycie ci kluseczko dużo zdrowia (żeby wyniki były dobre na tych wszystkich badaniach krwi czy tam jakiś innych), wspaniałego samopoczucia - żebyś tryskała energia każdego dnia (żebyś rozkwitała jak kwiat wiśni), abyś miała (nadal miała) fajnych przyjaciół i żeby jakiś chłopak końcu się zreflektował jaka ekstra laska jesteś i był z tobą lol 

Niech nauka i studia dobrze idą... niechaj spokój cię ogarnie. 

No to tak, wszystkiego najlepszego jeszcze raz!!!!!!!!!! 

(i hajsu żebyś miała - na podróże...)

<3  <3 <3 

AIDAN & MARIA

Happy Birthday to my two diamonds, my two alibabas, my two companieros, my batman & superman, my bebinos, my sweet cherry tomatoes, my fresh garden peas, my pistachios.... <3 

19 & 20 good numbers 

Wish you all the best in the world: splendid health (low cholesterol levels, low blood sugar), outstanding physical performance (20 burpees in a row, push-ups, run a marathon), intense & fruitful relationships (bad boys that are good for you, spontaneous trips), exciting love life (maso stuff, playing), intellectual plasticity (good at Sudoku, can think of adjectives quickly, doesn’t need to use a phone calculator) & above all that we stay together... forever. Always. Till death do us apart. 

Love is all you need

Gardening - planting the seeds for future generations 

look at those skinny chicks...

Dreaming - how do we get out of poverty? 

Concerned 

Holding an invisable male rooster 

Face Elasticity  

we thought we were freaky and dangerouse 

I dont know...there is something about these eyes.  

Always, always in my heart <3 

Just a bit red... doesnt look like you very much 

Animal abuse i think 

Kimmy! cought  

opression?   

Halls??? 

"get out of my swamp" is a good caption already 

The watch. The bangs. The pink shirt. The olives in the background... 

thoughts/thoughts/thoughts

 Today has been pretty depressing and confusing. I woke up too late for my class...which btw is a huge surprise for me because I never miss anything or well I’m never late for anything. (I was late twice today actually) Sooo 

But the worst part was my drama class this morning, ew. I thought i liked the people there and it was fun but no no no. There is one guy in particular that just laughed at me, in my face... like wtf I asked a question and you make fun of me like I’m some sort of stupid person. ehhh I ignored him for the rest of the session but still I was in a group with him twice - no comment. 

That class made me feel like the talent for drama I had inside of me is slowly dying. I haven’t acted since last year, and if you don’t use it - you lose it. Well I feel like I’m distancing myself from acting rather than being closer to it. All I have are some creative thoughts/ideas but they never actually become anything. I don’t know what to think about all this anymore, about this situation that I’m in called university. Before coming here I knew deep down that this is not what I want... I knew why drama school would be perfect for me because it requires hard work, dedication and its all about actually doing drama. In a way I kinda expected uni to be like this... Nothing really surprised me. You know when I actually enjoy being here a little bit more is when it's the weekend and I go out to dance or eat. Literally that's my happy time. 

I'm not sure how long I can keep up with this and feel miserable. I haven’t even began doing the actual essays and presentations. Now when that starts (so basically in 2 weeks) I'm not sure how I'll cope with that. Oh wait here is an idea, probably by overeating and binge eating... Sounds great. 

I want to go home and see my parents and my brothers and my dog. I love them all so much. 

Especially my dog oh yeah, he's the boss. But also I want and need to see my friends ahhh I miss having conversations with them... Being away from them made me realize how much I need them and how much I miss them and how wonderful and truly special those people are. 

Ok. Too. Many. Feelings. 

Przyjaciele

I miss having friends. 

People who just get me... 

I have to pretend to be someone else just so someone talks to me, I miss my old friends who laughed at my jokes, with whom I had long deep conversations and with whom I felt so comfortable. I’m not completely lonely but I don’t know a single person who really likes the same things as me and who sees the world in the same way I do. This sucks. I don't have any sort of support, no one gets my vision. I can't wait to see my old friends, my true friends.