Tuesday, May 3, 2016

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.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Teachers and evaluation

Polish teachers break me anymore. I'm telling the truth. Consider today. A friend who is not passed from Polish and now it comes to my class have still problems with Polish. It stuck to the teacher to her since the beginning of the year, it is a visible and none of this does nothing. Example: I wrote to improve development on 5 and also wrote virtually identical to an essay a friend, she barely had two. Today, with the test I had to prove one of his his right to set me 5, but when it came to work friend teacher has set its just 1 for no reason because she had written at least 2 assessment. Just read your name on a piece of paper. In addition she was cheeky. So I ask where you have teachers who really suited to this profession, who assess fairly, and not for the fact that someone they like. I'm upset such a situation. And that kind of Poland has a higher level of education? Certainly not the culture because the culture itself requires that each be treated equally, it is as if someone judged on skin color or religion. Apparently, now you only need no such name to be evaluated. Getting worse happens in Polish schools. And wondering that young people flee from here, since there is no future. In the same school. Like how we have to prepare for it, since the Polish classroom reading are discussed on 2-3 lessons for math students must fend for themselves because they "do not understand" something of some teachers is not acceptable, and the English no longer mention, now if you yourself do not teach at home in school do not teach. Teachers should encourage students to help them solve problems and look for solutions. After this we go after school to get the knowledge that, and so for the most part to no avail.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Hello It's Me

Hejka then again I, so after a long break I decided to finally write something. I am currently a contrasting school still learning and science, Einstein or Hamlet. You can go mad, but oh well such is life. Recently, I was just wondering on how to make it look like my life if I hadn't gone to Harvard or Oxford. From what I read that there were on the Internet itself, it appears that the brew is so hard to not appearances to get on any of the University. But not looking too far into the future I'm curious what's going on with you dogs reader or czytelniczko. My life is currently in: I do not want to do anything in addition to healthy eating. Recently I started to mix the fruits of mixing them, they are delicious and very healthy. Now, to my taste a cocktail from banana, kiwi and oranges, it is delicious and even without added sugar it tastes wonderful. Do you also like something healthy to eat or drink instead of calories? I'm curious how many people also prefer healthier things.

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Friday, April 1, 2016

Thank You!

I am blown away! After yesterday's post impressions very quickly grew to almost 500. It's really a feat. This excited me tremendously. Getting up in the morning when I saw the number of the day is immediately improved, each blogger seeing so fast growth will be really happy. Assuming your blog did not expect that will go on until the number of people. It's a very motivated to continue writing, letting their own feelings. You can forget about everyday life and, like reading a book mute so and writing for you. To this end and very thank for the fact that you are here.
 
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