1Day of PK

Today my dad woke me up about 9. The diary writes beats from the computer to his e-mail address, because I didn't take my laptop with me Grandpa made a lot of scrambled eggs, dad went home for a while and we were going to Krakow. He stopped in a castorama, some woman wanted to sell binoculars, I think a gypsy. Then I went to buy notebooks in Tesco, I had to ask in the information where to get them. Unfortunately, they were not as cheap as last year. Then I searched the kiosks for topping up heyah, it was only for PLN 30 and then to aunt hives. This girl, Maggie, a nice, cheerful girl opened the door. Then we talked for a long time, I talked about myself, she too. Nice nice conversation. I was talking about my passions, hypnosis. I forgot to add that she welcomed us in a bathrobe and goggles and she knew nothing about my arrival. She went to the bank for a while, I was looking for information about the classes. When she came back, we made the buses, I promised to install the antivirus on her laptop. I also repaired beats computer, but viruses are really annoying. I left home sometime before 3 p.m. on the way I thought I had lost my cell phone, but I thought for a moment and she was in my backpack. I bought oatmeal cookies at a nearby pastry shop for 3.20. They were delicious. I took the bus 114 to the Disabled Square, then on foot to the PK. Somewhat in front of the polytechnic university, I met this colleague from recruitment. We chatted a little along the way and it was nice to have someone by my side. In front of the hall, on the stairs, I met a colleague from the Technical College of Communications: Artur zw�sem (I do not remember the name). he asked if I was krystian broniszewski. We chatted a long time and sat together in a bench. He probably wondered why my personality had changed. For the first hour the guy talked about politics, history, but nothing about our classes. A blonde friend said he was fucked up, so I preferred to be silent all the time. Besides, I noticed that the guy didn't smile at all, as if he had a serotonin syndrome. During the classes, many people were late, Zbyszek a loaf came too, and Arthur then left with him. I checked the address on the mobile home. Classes ended around 18. I drove home, gave up my seat at the door to some woman. Earlier, I saw this pretty girl from communications. I went to the disabled by tram, then 114 to Tesco. I walked over to the house. At the bus stop, I broke up with this blonde. The aunt of the hive with Iwona was at home. They showed crocodile shoes and a handbag. Beauty. Aunt iwona quickly left, we had dinner, talked to aunt ul�. After a while my dad came and I am pissed off to this day (earlier I arranged a discount for Mika on the Other). Dad gave a belt and told me to give it to me. I put it on the door handle. He got pissed at me for being rude. I did not come up with a good retort, but I attacked and argued, but he kept talking to me in a sharper tone. In the end they went with my aunt, it still thrilled me (even now, as he writes). I called him and said a great retort: ​​this is a gift from him and he should present it personally, not me. It's like telling your neighbor to give flowers on your wedding anniversary and fuck your wife. Now I am alone and I am writing this diary by e-mail. I also try to repair the computer with the beat. So much. // Diary of 10/08/10