Neck or nothing

Not long ago I wrote because I really didn't know what, I had no time. The life of a young person may seem easy, but it is only a semblance. Every day waiting for me the next challenge. Parents tell us that science is nothing difficult, records that this is no problem. Unfortunately, they are wrong. While adults have forgotten what it is like to be a student. Forget that pressure does not help. For me as a student 4 technical college still checking are not easy, often I have so that I am afraid, I forget everything what I have studied. A test, exam, baccalaureate . . . This can be compared to a job interview, a presentation, an instance of the. This is the same the same stress. Unfortunately, no one ever goes to this in this way. Teachers do not understand us, do not know how it is hard for us to learn to test this specific. Education is very important in a person's life, but not necessary. Because frankly you teach us what school we teach ourselves? Write, we can learn at home, like add, subtract, multiply, divide because more mathematics in life we will use. What us the volume of the pyramid or the height of the triangle, or its angle? This should be taught if you want, and you do not have to.But not everyone has to learn something which is not necessarily his life needed. I want to study journalism and Social Communication. Do you need me there the math? No, there I need Polish as much as possible. I am not writing this just for that, I'm opposed to education, not don't get it that way. Now sitting on the bed with the laptop on my lap just I put your thoughts. That's all. Life is not easy, no matter if you have 5 years or 50. We always have some problems. Everyone would like to have the best life, but not everyone has the chance to. Born in a family where the parents are not able to find love, no luck it is even more difficult because no one supports you in your quest to fulfill dreams. On the contrary, they can laugh at you, or just to say that you will not succeed. It does not help for sure. If my mom knew about this blog probably to me wyśmiała because I've never understood me, never we were and we are not close to each other. For it is that I want to be a journalist is nothing, argues that this does not work, I will not be able to keep. Last, even when I said that I am going to study in absentia and found that I can maintain itself. Unfortunately, we do not look at it that I've been working for more than a year to have only a little money on clothes or cosmetics to me because she did not gave it walk me soon studies which are not cheap. A month I will have to pay for them quite a lot, and wages in Poland are not high. With about a thousand of gold or about 230 euro nearly 103 euro will go monthly installment for college I have no way to itself completely. Unfortunately, she cannot see this, does not understand me and only me hurt . . .

Carnival of life?

Life is one great Carnival or perhaps skit itself did not know exactly. Every day we wake up not knowing really what will bring us this day, what will be next. Surround us people that really don't know although we give them all your cares and worries. We can never be sure that our secrets remain just for them, no one else to know. There is always the risk that most people take, and then regrets it. I don't want to take that risk, I'm not so bold, very afraid of suffering that will come. For me, it's something much more than a simple expression of their feelings of the other person. I prefer to close in on itself than someone talk about what I feel, I prefer to stop your feelings to yourself.

Why I say that life is a Carnival? Maybe that's why every day, each takes a different mask, which often can not guess. Every day we assume a different costume, costume. Waking up not know what disguise we will set up. We cannot predict what will happen the next day or in a few minutes. Everything we are planning may disappear for one small thing. 

Back to memories

Sitting at home in the day off because we have a national day meditate and remember. Now when I sit in front of my laptop remind me of the moments in life that shaped me as I am now. I mention friends and enemies, moments that are gone, family and loved ones. Sometimes I want to change everything, go back to those moments to do something more or change something. I'm probably the only such person, but one of the few that are not afraid to talk about it, and actually write. Make a lot of mistakes in my life that I would like to fix it, which if I'd just may not have committed, I would never. While in College, along with her friend remember that steal money from class colleagues, who took them. Soon it all came to light. Now when these moments I recall it was not worth it, and eat such a humiliation for the stupid 40 PLN. But what we were then just children who are taught only life. I think, however, that it led me to who I am now, gave me a lesson for the future. Currently, I am a person in itself, others know me as much as they let me only. I prefer to read in the room than partying. I've been working out in the shop with clothing, and I've gotten honest to a fault, I try to live so that I don't have to be ashamed for itself. It is one of the many memories so that the rest is dearer. For example, as I stayed with friends, sleep in a tent in her back yard when we were wearing in two suddenly something started banging in tent and open closed entrance, I remember that awful to be afraid, but in the end, the same laugh at each other. We were very good friends. Unfortunately, the friend has not survived and fell apart in high school. It has changed drastically, so much so that her writings not, not in terms of appearance, but behavior became quite a different girl, but unfortunately I do not have time for me. It's sad how people changed society and how it's easy to forget about the people who were close to him. Sometimes sitting in the room it is writing saves me, it helps to pour out emotions roiling tides in me, emotions that can sometimes overwhelm me, with whom I can not cope. Writing is my stepping stone from it all, this is something that makes me great pleasure. Therefore, I would like to someday work as a journalist, and in his spare time to write stories because according to some I'm doing it as well. Maybe someday I will put here a slice of one of the stories. Maybe it will be on the occasion of the 1000 page views of your blog? The same I do not know.

The future and dreams-it is worth to fight for it

Due to the fact that most of my readers come from abroad, I don't see the point to write in Polish. You will definitely not be without language mistakes but I hope that you will forgive me.

Today surprised me really, the weather was very nice until you want to go out and greet the new day. I spent practically most of the day outside you do not regret. Now having some time off, I started to look around for a potential trip to the United States and Canada. So for your holidays. This is one of my dreams but when I looked at the prices on really shocked, so I began to look for participating in as a volunteer, but unfortunately I found nothing so far. By the way, had a look over a couple of College, which I really liked, and i think it's worth fighting about the possibility of studying in the USA or Canada. Is it just me? If you think so too? It is worth to go to America to study or volunteer holiday? May I found a long, but the family, which I had no way to know but I know, that is for sure. Oh, and one more I forgot. Recently I sent an excerpt from my story to one of the publications. I got the answer! I found it very easy to read and it's very addictive, but unfortunately I can only dream of being issued, the main reason is the lack of funds for its release.