праздник создадим себе, положив на стол скатерть и удосужившись переложить купленную в слонике еду из пластиковых коробочек в красивую посуду. еще можно поставить на стол маленькую елочку, подаренную кем-то на днях, положить под нее подарки и включить музыку. или кино. дождаться салюта и выйти на улицу. жаль, снега уже мало.
Archive for December, 2008
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Posted in communication, fun, holidays, philosophy, дневник, філософія on December 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Christmas tree. Furtree. Season tree. Whatever… But WHY kill it?..
Posted in communication, feelings, holidays, love, philosophy, дневник, філософія, tagged Christmas tree, don't cut trees, furtree, save furtrees, save nature, save trees, season tree, xmas tree on December 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
these photos were taken today by me in my neighbourhood
I’ve never, NEVER seen this many trees in one bunch before…
December, 26. Ukraine mourns those who left before their time yesterday
Posted in communication, feelings, fun, holidays, philosophy, psychology, public relations, дневник, политика, філософія on December 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I really believe it’s a good idea to have a nation mourning. really. some people dislike it, say it’s no reason for the whole country to be robbed off fun, say it’s no big deal – some people died, let it go, they don’t care anyways, why should we suffer, and grieve, and sacrifice our [...]
unforgiven
Posted in communication, feelings, philosophy, photography, дневник on December 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
yes, I’m unforgiving. I know that we are supposed to forgive and let offences go. it’s just that I get offended not by my own will, it just happens, I feel offended. I don’t force myself to feel that. I don’t want to be offended, to be down, to getupset. I’d rather not bother and [...]
Christmas. Christmas?
Posted in communication, feelings, holidays, philosophy, photography, дневник, філософія, tagged celebrations, christmas, Christmas tree, don't buy furtree, don't buy live Christmas tree, don't by season tree, festival, festive mood, furtree, furtree bazar, new year celebration, season holiday, season tree, when it's christmas, winter holidays, xmas on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
криза. криза?
Posted in communication, feelings, дневник, политика on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
що мені не подобається, це те, що я намагаюся дистанціюватися від кризи, як економічної, так і політичної (політичної – саме в Україні), але це мені не вдається.
I realize you’re just trying to get me into bed, but thank you
Posted in communication, fun, psychology, дневник on December 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When she does something nice for you, say: “I realize you’re just trying to get me into bed, but thank you.” – have been reading tips for men to get physical with a woman. I am telling you – TOO MANY guys do need to learn these tips by heart…
устами младенца глаголит… истина?
Posted in communication, fun, дневник on December 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
в детстве я в ответ на мамино “яблоко” повторяла “тыблоко”. только пару лет назад до меня дошло, что “я” в слове “яблоко” я подменяла “ты”.
а вот у моей мамы были виражи покруче. у ее родителей была общая подруга Клара, которая часто заходила в гости. так вот мама обращалась к ней не иначе, чем “тетя Крала”
just thinking
Posted in communication, дневник on December 22, 2008 | 1 Comment »
a rare person nowadays would think that people do not have sex unless they are 18 years old. I was thinking about it and a question popped up: what if I (22 years old) would happen to have sex with a boy, let’s say he’s 17 – why is that not possible? and as possible [...]
death is the only destiny
Posted in communication, feelings, movies, philosophy, psychology, дневник, філософія, tagged death, death is destiny, death is inevitable, groundhog day, stop dealing with past, things die, things just go on December 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
two days ago I watched this movie called Groundhog Day. the story is about a man who one morning wakes up in the same day he had lived through yesterday. and the next morning. and the next. and lots of the following mornings. and the idea is about dealing with the same day for months. [...]
