Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone;
and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come.
Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

Ida Scott Taylor


You think I’m a freak.

You think I behave freaky about some things. That’s ok.
You call me a freak.
You even make fun of me because of that. That’s ok.

But when you do things listed above



















I’m tired of constatly getting hurt by so called friends. It’s time to say stop to taking advantage of me. What is enough is enough.

Sweet dreams ;(

The evening on 14th of May 1996 was rainy. Sitting in my room I was playing as all kids on the age of 6 do, my mum was preparing the supper. Suddenly we’ve heard someone opening the door with keys, few seconds later I’ve heard my dad’s and sis’s voices so I decided not to interrupt myself in my interesting play. But there was something odd in the noises that came from the living room. My mum’s voice was definitely too squeaky so I left my room to find out what is going on.

Then I saw him.

He was covered with water and mud but he was cute as hell (ok, I haven’t known such words then). Sweet little black puppy was sitting in my living room. My mum was drying him and my sis was giving him milk in small bowl. As soon as he got warmed he started barking and running around us. He was adorable. I was very happy because dad said he bought him to guard our plot where our new home was being finished (at that time we were living in the block of flats and waiting for our new home to be ready to move in) and took him there the next day.

Many years later I have found out his real story. When my dad and sis were coming home they have heard some squeaks that came from small garden in front of our block of flats. They decided to check it out. What they saw wasn’t nice – there was small puppy drowning  in big puddle. Somebody has left him there and they decided to take him with them.

Of all three dogs we have it was he who was coming to welcome us everytime we were coming back home. He didn’t care about frost, rain, snow or sun. He was always barking very loud while saying “hello”. It was very annoying. Everybody was yelling at him “Stop, Dino! Ok, “hello to you too” but – please – stop barking!” but he didn’t care, he was barking anyway.

Today he died. After 14 years and 5 months that we have spent together we had to put him to sleep because of bad condition of his heart, his problems with breathing and age.

Now we all miss his barks. The terrible silence has reigned…

Sweet dreams, Dino.


As you may know flood attacked Poland. During last week heaven gave us as much water as it usually gives my country during the entire year.
South of Poland is now after the biggest danger – big wave is heading for North to the Baltic Sea. Thousands of people lost everything. A lot of cities, villages, housing estates have been flooded. Main roads, train track, museums, theatres, public places all are destroyed. Unbelievable.

The water is really dirty. The risk of epidemic is increasing steadily.

While people are fighting with water to save another areas and cries because of their misery the government is not announcing natural disaster. “Damages are not so big and not entire country is touched with flood”. I cannot understand it But I know why they don’t want to do it – we have to elect a new president on 20th of June and they don’t want to rescheduled it. But I’ve heard somewhere that the Constitution of Poland says they have to…
Ok, maybe they are right. Rescheduling the election for another 90 days (that’s the law) mean that Poland still don’t have a president. But on the other hand, who will go to vote if they don’t even have a place to sleep? Turnout will be very low, I guess. So what’s the point?

And the another wave of rains is expected since Thursday…