You think that I don't know how you're acting? You think that I'm enough stupid in order to overlook how you are lying? How are you whirling? How you're pretending to get attention to yourself and play a born loser, poor martyr? If yes, I'm congratulating the intelligence. Even the halfwit would decipher your scams. Woman, whether you are normal? You're talking alone to yourself, imitating the innocent, trying to burden groundless accusations other, simulating all possible illnesses, you are playing the most injured in the world, you think that you'll burden it for 'inconvenient' persons, and the same time the ones which can see what you're doing most willingly would send you to psychiatric hospital. OMG, girl, it's time to come off to the trip to the psychiatrist, cause probably only what you are sick, is a lack of the brain. I didn't bother for writing 'of you' and 'you' with great letters (that's the rule in Polish), because this principle is regarding only and only exclusively respected people, and you aren't deserving it. You are deleted. Closed ward for mentally ill is waiting.
Through last days the level of my irritation continues on the very high level, I could straight out say it reaches the zenith. And what's the reason? Yes, like title's saying certain the exceptionally irritating type of the man, that's the narcissus. The loved person simply must, but he/she must boast, to show off, to radiate intelligence, actually the stupidity and... Yeah. He/she thinks that is cool, and with this time doing nothing else, as soon as is irritating of everything around. Thinks that is super, however rapidly surroundings is an ordinary clown which is suffering to the self-admiration, as a result of what in the end officially is becoming a laughing stock, at least probably drowning in glitter of his/her ideal even doesn't notice it. Supposedly it should for me be unpleasantly, but... Such a pearl deserved. I simply love people which regard best, most beautiful, cleverest oneself and only oneself and at all very superlatives, regarding one's person as the highest divinity, professing the policy 'look at me everyone!' Mmmm I adore them -.-
After what I will write here, you can say I'm abnormal, strange or what you want, but... Through the recent month I carried a kind of 'experiment', that's every day, if only I remembered my dream enough, I inspected it (attention, attention!!!)... in the dream book what supplied to break this to my password of my smartphone dictionary (lol)... Fortunately I already got rid of it.
I wanted to become convinced, to check what in this mystical and (in my humble opinion) false invention fans can see it. What it has in itself so what it's buying, that believe in it (let us not delude ourselves) hundreds of thousands of people worldwide? Why is it enough... I don't know how to determine it... Universal adapting to the life almost of every reader? After several weeks 'observation' I stated, that so-called 'book of the dream' is simply... masterpiece of psychology! It's exploiting the power of persuasion to mix up people's mind, to cause in them hope, joy or awaking fear, danger. It's transferring the man from the pole to the pole. From euphoria to depression. Without human imagination (which, let us not delude ourselves - is huge) the dream book wouldn't have chances of the existence. It is its key to success. I won't be talking how according to this hmm... Hahaha yeah... is my life, because it's a clean comedy, I'm telling you, clean comedy.
For the X woman is getting up in the morning and on apnea is running 'to ask the authority' which is foretelling her the quarrel of the century. The poor is doing everything to avoid it, however subconsciously is starting waiting for the smallest mistake of surroundings and when it's happening, immediately is provoking the row, and then... Oh my! It came true! My dream came true! Remarkable! Only get down woman, neatly tap on the head, because not a dream book influences your future, but it's doing the reliable brainwashing for you and YOU, yes YOU, this way you unwittingly insistently are trying, if only 'predictions' became true. Dammm da da damm... And that's the mysterious visions. Magic!
After a few weeks of leaving the blog on its own, of not adding anything here I'm coming back without the bad news and complaining! Something unusual like to the current subject matter of added entries, right? ;)
The novelties are, that in spite of the multitude of events, less and more satisfactory which since the certain time meet me, of autumn and winter walking fast, the plenty of duties and the learning, my mood is more and more good, I'm feeling even better than in holidays! Energy, jollity, I'm motivated to maximum for reaching for what I'm dreaming of and I've always dreamt. I believed, that that's all possible, nothing, of what it isn't possible to get, if really want it! Now I know that I can. I know that I won't give up. I know that I will manage! Because it's my purpose, it's my life! World is standing open before me! You can say, that I can't manage, that I'm a dreamer, but don't delude yourselves, you won't destroy me. That's you are weak. You don't have a faith, not I. So there is a difference between us. Life is beautiful and will be more and more beautiful. I have only one miracle and I won't waste it.
And you worry yourselves, lose beautiful moments at bad thoughts.
