New Voice

A day written with a delay In the morning, as I wrote at the end of the year, I kissed Kasia. She made two big raspberries around my neck. Me too, but a smaller one and a few on her breasts. She kissed her breasts wonderfully (only visible bust), plus warm and cold breath, as under says, and buttocks crushing. She liked it very much, it tightened me more. Finally, I kissed the place between the two breasts. We talked about a surprise for her - I said it was supposed to be flowers. she reacted slightly aggressively -That we are together? Then I think I was scared to finish with wanting to ask her for a relationship. Besides, it was a fantastic kiss. We stayed until 12-13 somewhere like this. We got up and noticed that after this kissing I had a much better voice: D fantastic, strong, I even recorded myself on the cell phone. I liked the voice incredibly. It kind of motivated me to practice vocal more frequently. Unfortunately, I lost it quickly. Could kissing have an influence on it? or maybe additionally dehydration, drying? There used to be a movie in English how to change the voice - it was about drinking beer in the evening and in the morning there was such a stronger voice changed. I talked for a long time with Beat, Kasia went to the bathroom. Then she made us something to eat, or rather just me. Kasia did not talk at all. Beata the day before (which I forgot to write about) talked about the retirement home and how it changed her thinking - that she would very much like to be independent in her old age. This morning, she told a lot of how the two WTC towers collapsed. So far, half of the missing persons have not been found, the search lasted for a year. We went with Kasia to the stop, then we went a bit together to Starowislna. She said goodbye to me, I could have asked for a kiss, although on the other hand I associate this with my dad. There was a drunk guy on the tram, when I left I also met one. I also asked a group about the way, but I didn't finish the conversation. I went by bus through mszane at 15:10. I also bought a very expensive gum in a white shop and a little chocolate (not good with marzipan). I fell asleep in the bus - the effect of lack of sleep. In the mszana I was looking for something where to eat. I went to the mszanka confidently. Besides, still at the station in the hood, I felt damn sure and aggressive. I looked slowly left and right with a malevolent glare, which probably aroused a little fear among others. I bought casseroles in a mszanka, then my dad came to pick me up. We looked at whether it would be 10 km to Rabka, it was somewhere with my grandfather. you could easily go to Damian by bike. At home, I ate something and went to sleep. I also wrote to Kasia that I came back. I don't remember what else I was doing. I also hoped that I hadn't noticed these hickies