The Way I Should (?) Be But I Am Not (!)

I am irritated (I know, again). But what can I do when I am attacked by the things that irritate me from all the sides available? It would surely be far more easier if I decided to dye my hair platinum blonde, (overuse) solarium and have long tips on nails. But I am a declared brunette and have no intention to change it. I have been dyed once, and not blonde, but dark red, and when I got bored I waited for my natural colour to grow, ignoring my very smart sister's advice to do it the way ALL OTHER PEOPLE DO. I have never been to solarium and I like having a peach-coloured complection. I use no make up (though my smart sister says that if only my eyebrows weren't dark, I would; maybe I would). I have no colour on my nails. And I do not know who Miley Cyrus is. Is it a sin? Well, I do not know and that is all! I know no songs of Doda or something/anything/someone/anyone like this. So what? I'm bored that nowadays everybody expects you to be as they want you to be just because you belong to this and not any other age group...

Well, that is all for now. From my OH, MEN observations, I recently watched "Get Carter" (1971) again and I'm fascinated by Michael Caine, though it is nothing new. I just adore his English distinguished manner of being a bastard. Favourite scene (SPOILER!): after Carter seduces the landlady of the guest house he is staying in he is "visited" by his enemy's "soldiers", and being naked he tells them to get out with a big, long gun, gettiwng with them outside. While going out of the bedroom, one of them tells him "Come on, Jack, we know you won't use it", while the second adds "He meant the gun" (here is the moment when I burst with a laughter of a shy inmate). Carter gets out, still with a gun only, and the old lady neighbour sees him, almost fainting and running to her house.


So long, my folks!

Untitled

I have no idea for a post, as well as for the title of it, so it will be entitled as those files we create in English programmes are - UNTITLED.

My stomach pains a lot, and it has been over three weeks after I lost 75% of my stomach and over one metre of my intestine. Whenever on tv I see a commercial of weight reducing pills, there is a burst of a bitter laughter.

I'm wondering how your faces are looking now. You are asking yourself: "What the hell has she done to herself? Losing 3/4 of the stomach?!". Yes, I underwent a surgery that will help me reduce my weight. It already does - I'm minus 13 kg by now. I know that we all dream of reducing so much in 3 weeks. I would also admire this being you. But you can not know how it is when you do not remember when you last felt no sick moments... Yes, vomiting, diarrhoea, etc. How sweet... Thank God I can sleep not only on my back now... Keep your fingers crossed, maybe I will come back to the living circle...