Gods lives in us, and only matter of time is, when any of them will wake up, becouse he/she will felt, that her time is come and he can show all his glory.

And right now inside of me Venus was born.

Medusa was in Greek mythology, one of the three Gorgon sisters, a terrible monster with snakes instead of hair. Anyone who looked into her eyes, has been changed into stone.

I will get visit on Sunday and even in dreams I don`t know what should I make for lunch. Something that can be made in five minutes, but it would looked like I was cooking for 3 days. And one or two cleaners it would be also good to have. I really don`t know what to do; start to to think what should I cook, which is very difficult, because he don`t want to tell me what does he like or not, and when I look round apartment... well after atomic bomb wouldn`t be such a chaos like we have, so I say to myself that I must anyway tidy up first, which is more easily to say as to make. I even don't know how and where to start. I can't put things in the closets any more becouse they are totaly full already and if I start making order in closets I won`t be finish till end of the summer....and again, I still don`t know what to coock.

Freedom is the dream of every creature on this planet and everyone stare to total freedom, but it is unreachable, and some discovered that sooner and some later. In particular, for each step in the next degree of freedom will require strong will, becouse the price for this step become higher and higher. And no one can push you to this step, if you don't want to make it.

In my opinion it is scientifically proven that I have the most golden boy in the world. three days ago, for the modern eighth of March( I mean Mather day), children in the kindergarten planted flovers for mothers and every baby has had to write something about his/her mom, which become pretty funny stuff.

"I love my mommy. She doesn`t go to work, but work at home and likes to cook with me" so cute and he was embarrassed when I read what he said about me. And when he gave me his gifts we went ater Rosa, who also had a gift card for mom, just she did not want to give it away.... at least until card split into prime factors, during we were in the park.

But this is not essential.

In the evening when we finally arrived home, I become so lazy, not that I work and cook and cleaning all the time normaly, becouse that is not thrue... and I loudly said how nice it would be if we have someone to cook, wash, and in particular to clean my kitchen and my golden boy took footstool and go wash dishes. I have realy good life!

Sadness is condition of a individual within certain moment, that is not important for environment that still forward develops and blooms.

Is the situation: bad mood will fly out the window after a short procedure in a very simple way.Simply do not think about it and laughing at all kinds of nonsense and tell everyone that in fact you are in very good mood. This is scientifically proven ... on me, and I can confirm that it works. Problem is only in this, because I have a trunk full of the current interpretation of all over that I am a good mood.
I did not and spot it! I don`t know why I couldn`t afford this luxury to have nose till the ground and don`t have to try to keep up, that I babbling and argue with anyone who steps on my nose that is draging after me, not to answer if Idoesn`t seem worthy, That I am "singing" without any sece for music "Bolje biti pijan nego star ".... I must admit that this was the best. In fact, I even get me laugh when I remember dad how he came to see me and asked me if it is with me all right. Even called my mom all concerned that something was wrong with me that I probably got crazy ...I never listen to music, and I can`t afford to anyone to listem my fenomenal singing.

Our dog grew up and became independent. This looks like that: PCEK FUUUUJ!! Drop this!! Do you really must eat allthat!!!
And it was times, when is else all unhappy opened muzzle and he let goop on floor, in hope, that I will forget after half second, and he will come on account again. But times are changing, and our clever head also. If he is on rope and smells something deliciously disgusting, we pull rope. And who wins? Of course I! What can this little variety makes. But thing tiny changes, if he is free. I know, new laws dog must to be always tied... but that, who is this law written also wasn`t tied.. So, Pacek, disgusting dogs desserts, that he is found round parks and snow. This little bastard figured, that there is no force, to makes me move from path in snow. And he now rushes in a hurry to smell all corners and certainly finds at least what kind of crust of bread if not whole bone (here I could read newspaper), and will be searching till he found something, and his ears don't work absolutely within this time.

A mister goes on middle of grass, OK , snow, to stretch after, and he is gnawing his catch right slowly and with pleasure. This, that a mother is jumping off there on path, and shouting something and making other loud acrobatics...... I don't know her, nono, she isn't mine.... OK, at least till I ate, after that she will give me on rope again anyway .