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lowest moment...hmmm I can´t remember...oh yes- I do remember now - watching that incredibly boring movie "Paris"

highest moment of the week was definitely when that movie ended...and all the other moment (except 2 hours of the movie )

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How amazing joyful feeling i tis to sit down, look at the sky and swing. Going backwards and forwards and not seeing all the problems of our world.
I always dreamt about having that kind of porch where I would hang a swing, a magical one, which would shoo all the worries back under the bed where they belong.
I dreamt about it so many times that this front porch became almost real. Like som kind of notion, well known in the history to which people used to reffer. Like, I´m going to the „dark forest“ or „pet shop“ (forest was there, right but many many years ago, and pet shop was closed, replaced by grocery and tatto studio later on.) For me there was a „front door porch“ which meant a place where I can stop worrying and breath happily till noon.
I loved swings since I was a child. Wild, blue-eyed and owning a great fantasy, I could have passed my whole childhood swinging on the rope tyed to the branch of old oak in the middle of forest, up on the hill behind grandmom´s house. Kicking the trunc of the tree and swinging faster and higher every time. I´ve never been affraid of speed, neither high so there were literally no limits.
I´ve got a twin sister and oh my goodness we´ve been different (and we still are) . She, always elegant and „little lady“ ready to smile for a photographer... I was an explorer with messy hair and big striped jumper, loading my pockets with rocks and stones on my way around (I believed it was a treasure, some kind of highly rare undiscovered stones which were only mine). Still, I can´t remember my mom complaining about unloading those heaps of rocks and dirt from my jacket and washing all the clother again and again, I think she was the real hero of this story...but anyway...like I said, there was that swing where I could have spent whole life there ....my only concern was that grandmom´s dog couldn´t swing with me. Now I realised he didn´t need a swing to be happy or a front door porch to forget about his worries, all he needed was a hug and a little bit of love. He really did set a great example for humanity.

did you ever noticad how much everyone longs to be a part of some group? and when he already belongs somewhere, he starts doing everything connected with his "membership".
I´m a student of french-slovak bilingval section at our school...and our teachers are literally obsessed by France and everything french...e.g.: there´s a movie called Paris in cinema and we are all forced to go. They would make us go even if it was a sci-fi horror where one of the smallest least important spaceships was called Paris, we would have to go even if the whole plot was set in the middle of Australia and only the plastic rubbish bags used by the film crew were made in France.
Rest of the school is staying at home, we have to go.
Being a part of some group isn´t bad, there should be just some limits which should never be moved of changed.
Nobody would care if they were wearing French flag and singing french hymn in their cabinet but why for goodness sake they have to dragg us around to each and every place where something french was mentioned?

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We´ve colored our tongues ...now they are blue...Abby has purple tongue so I thought I will share our picture so that everybody could see it

and now...
HIGH
-it´s snowing again right now right here!!!

LOW
-this was really hard week but I´m trying to "keep smiling"
-hmmm...

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-as an official snowlover I should be whinning somewhere in a corner, silently waiting for another winter to come. My beloved white miracle is melting down...
-as an official lifelover I should be jumping around with joy and laughter because another day is here!
....see? I told you ! MIXED FEELINGS !
so I made myself nice slice of wholegrain bread with cheese and cucumber- it´s nice fresh and simply delicious resolution for all doubts...

spring is just another step toward summer vacacion - adventurous time - so I´m not complaining anymore...
all I wanted to say is that I was "crying" for a while ( because of all that melting and global warming) - but it was only because as a public snowlover I have to "keep my face"...now it´s over, I´m throwing my weeds away and puting on light brightly colored clothes again (that reminds me: I´ve got new pair of jeans and nice green top - result of yeserday´s evening walk through the shopping center )

today it´s Friday (what´s supposed to be the most creative day of my week) but it´s holiday - so the most creative thing I´ve done today was boiling some veggies for my luch - and the creative part was that I´ve added some peas (as I really love green peas) ...

and I´ve written few letters (actually it was only one, but highly important letter - I hope it will be delivered soon) ...I should really sort my writing supplies because it´s all one big mess -I had hard time finding the right writing paper and envelopes which would fit one into the other here´s the picture ...and please pray for the post service employees to accept that letter because it has really strange address (which is absolutely right but just a little bit unusual)..

so let´s start writing letters! you should write one too! just imagine the joy it brings...e-mail is faster and easier but letter is more personal and it can reach also people without internet access!
...just find someone who would really appreciate to receive a post and do it!
THINKS YOU WILL NEED:
-paper
-envelope
-pen
-address
-few cents for a stamp

it´s so simple and it can make someone´s day brighter...just think about it... (if you don´t know to whom send a letter - just send me a message - I have some ideas )

I´ve tried. I did everything according to the recipe and so...
Everything went well, lets ignore the fact that one of the muffins tried really hard to leave its´ paper basket and cuddle with its´neighbour.
My goodness it was 175 C (350 F) in there!
I wouldn´t even think about moving my little finger if I was a muffin, so how should I knew it will get up and sneak away from it´s place!!! and it was impossible to stop it - this mischievous little muffin wouldn´t listen to me!!!...so I let it go...
silly muffin or whatever it was (by the end it almost managed to hugg two of the others with its´ sticky sweet hands ...

I N T R O D U C T I O N

I walk down the street. Do you know that feeling when everybody´s eyes are on you, staring, and you don´t feel like a star at all. People can be cruel, I know that, life taught me a lesson-every day teaches me one.
you´d like your mommy to put you to bed every night, I´d like to have a bed.
No , not bed exactly, just some kind of warm silent place would do the job. It doesn´t even have to be silent spot, I just don´t want to freeze anymore.

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