Double Caching

Yesterday's written with a delay: On the way home, we talked a lot with my dad about life, about venom, about the fact that she also had problems. total helplessness, copieero lightly in the afternoon on the tram. I wanted to talk to my grandpa about responsibilities before - I feel like he wasn't doing and I wanted to do something about it. he sent me to the store, then I had to turn the coals, but I did not make it because I had to sleep. After that, toast: to eat my grandfather's schnitzels, a piece of paper and I went to Grzesko - I was a lot late. Writing a pre-invasive text message to David to get the cable, a lot to do with the program: it came out very simple + double buffering to dorm, downloading via teleport, network problems - it was very nice A quick return home, I thought that my grandfather was worried again, I was afraid, it was lit, luckily my dad opened it for me

WiresBanola

A day with a delay of 2 days. Dad wakes up, insomnia, sleep in the morning with traffic jams, false dreams, wake up grandpa, accidentally driving a rabbus. Waving at universities, wrong hours, some guest had an ibm there, going to KFC, talking girls on the bus, girls looking at KFC, hacking and plugging in a laptop, spending the last money on a mini longer, talking to the poet and connecting the power supply - admitting to your faults, leaving KFC, before the bus stop you will come across a sharp blonde and Fuck, swing in the bus or I took everything, go to my aunt iwonka // battery dead Jump to the store a few times, greetings from the cashier (good morning) which probably made her smile a little and even wanted to say goodbye, pizza wires and the desire to call banolla, tsunami, writing a diary, helping the wardrobe / garbage / shopping. Going to the computer - downloading a movie for my aunt, dr. House for myself, entrance to the gh: 6 or 7 windows, including a poet, Grzesiek, Michał Staniszewski, Ester. Dad's great answer - offensive, as if he couldn't say 60 minutes, even before getting into the car - my aunt took one can. On the way home, we talked a lot with my dad about life, about venom, about the fact that she also had problems. total helplessness, copieero lightly in the afternoon on the tram. I wanted to talk to my grandpa about responsibilities before - I feel like he wasn't doing and I wanted to do something about it. he sent me to the store, then I had to turn the coals, but I did not make it because I had to sleep. After that, toast: to eat my grandfather's schnitzels, a piece of paper and I went to Grzesko - I was a lot late. Writing a pre-invasive text message to David to get the cable, a lot to do with the program: it came out very simple + double buffering to dorm, downloading via teleport, network problems - it was very nice A quick return home, I thought that my grandfather was worried again, I was afraid, it was lit, luckily my dad opened it for me

Irresponsible Zuzia

I want to write to the Poet that I am irresponsible, by the way, maybe I will finally write to Undera, my irresponsibility, Brilliant mentalWay training! a gentle conversation with my grandfather that I don't think I'm an adult man yet and I'm fascinated by something else (describe what I think exactly, my parents' programming, my demotivation and its fallout, about my grandfather's words, suicidal desire, worrying about my grandfather - all this must be maximum accuracy ). Yesterday was written with a delay, and because it is time to write down the second day, you will have to stress a little. Fortunately, yesterday I more or less pointed out yesterday's day. At 4 am I still couldn't sleep. I was looking for traffic jams. I think I slept a little bit, because at 9:00 am I got up, well rested and well rested. I was getting ready, it was Ash Wednesday and Grandpa and Dad wanted to go downstairs to church at 11:00. That night I also listened to the lectures on my grandfather's phone: Lewandowski's Code of the Mind, is a brilliant mentalWay video and a clunky product by Marcin Wr�bel. As I already mentioned, I think to write to him what I think about him and his products, both the advantages of his person and the disadvantages of his products - he does not create, he just copies! Before 11 we were in front of the church. I went up towards the florist looking for lilies. Unfortunately they didn't have one and I went downstairs near the photographer. They didn't have them there either, but my grandmother suggested other things - very expensive, of course, and here was her mistake. she could suggest something cheaper, use a technique or this or that. In addition, she offered bad things, she wanted to give me something really expensive. But I gave her a chance and said I would look around and at one point I found a nice blue pillow. Then he shows me that it can be placed in a teddy bear and then on a pillow. I liked it very much, so I decided to buy it 29 PLN. It was actually a brilliant gift !!! I went back to the flower shop and asked the eagle. It is a pity that I pack it in such stupid paper, as I would prefer foil wrapping. In Krakow, when I was with Kasia, I don't know why, but they packed this bouquet in this way, and then it was not very professional, my grandmother actually did it in an act of desperation: D: D I went downstairs and on the way I met a chim next to the gazda. It turns out that only from tomorrow he lives formally in Rabka, renovated his flat, has a new girlfriend, Pauline, and bought curtains. I would like to meet him - these are the people I call real, genuine. Szymek is a person who could be a friend, I hope that someday we will meet. I went on the bus, I guess I used a technique on this driver subconsciously. I said that the inhabitant, I put away my backpack and that I would show it soon. I'm looking for it, then I asked if it was Ed-mar, the driver confirmed. I took out the monthly with the ID, the driver did not even look closely (I doubt that the authenticity could be checked in one second). On the way to Krakow I finished listening to mentalWay - I really liked the training of this guy and by the way I was taking notes in a torn A4 notebook - or rather a torn block. I want to fill up with my notes, you can see the progress of my mind development. I was in Krakow a little before 1pm. So I went to the old-school samsung showroom, but they didn't have my phone yet. The guy told me to call at the end of the week. I came back, looked around for the arcade I had seen once - there were old pegasus games, gameboy, but I didn't find it. Apparently you have to go on bus no. 19. So I came back to the stop, before 2 p.m. Kasia came, I greeted her and gave her a gift. She really liked this pillow too - you could see that sweet smile on her face. She said I would have to make up a name for her now. We went for a walk on the Vistula River - a beautiful place for a walk, I watched the birds - I think I liked this landscape. For me it was an attraction, but probably not for Kasia, because she has her own pond under the house. I think I met the adult Karnicka - a part of me told me. I thought it was a friend of Kasia, but it was probably her. She was going with some two guests. I got a nice joke with the swan who started, I gave a comparison to Jambo-jet: D Kasia wanted to go to church, I was a little reluctant, but we were looking. There were 3 churches in the square itself. In the end, we visited a very little one, we stood there and in addition I yawned 10 times, which Kasia drew my attention to. Then we went to McDonald's, we spent a lot of time there. we thought about a name for this mascot. Finally I took my notebook / calendar and looked for the perfect name. There were 6 candidates in total: Klementynka, Wiktoria, Diana, Natalia, Zuzia and one more. I really wanted clementine or victories, but Kasia deleted them right away. I deleted the rest and she stayed like that: Zuzia :) And by the way, Kasia paid for our meal, she even bought me a large cola, which I did not ask for. I think she wanted to repay such a wonderful gift. After all, we still had a stupid game of drawing a Czech, it came out disgusting. After a few hours we went for a walk, but I said it was too cold for the Vistula River. Kasia took me to a terribly dark place, there was already one couple, so to speak, was busy with each other. we went across the street and, in a word, there I loved . I was wondering, now I can talk so much that most of my diary is activities, and in between there are great conversations on all possible topics ... When we finished, that girl was giving the boy a blowjob, but as soon as she saw us she finished immediately: D Kasia still claims that she certainly did not do what I think to him, so I ask her what? what do you think? did not give me any answer: D Anyway, she said that it is about 8 minutes to the gallery, but we were gentle with a good 25 and I missed the last bus to Rabka. Kasia decided to use this time somehow and spend it together. She said that whenever I refused her, she was afraid she couldn't say no to me and that she scared her a little. maybe next time I will say that "maybe I shouldn't because too often my hands refreshed me and I should slow down a bit or stop". Besides, I asked her to give me the address to Zakopane, where a room with a bathroom was only 30 PLN. I took Kasie away, I went to McDonald's to buy a large shake and wash my hands in the bathroom I went 22:05. On the bus, I wanted to keep listening to mentalWay, but somehow I focused on making a list that could help me with Strama tickets. At one point I decided that it would be good to write a text message so that my dad would bring me from cornflakes. I thought I would use light persuasion and wrote something like this: "Hey Dad. I know that he is writing late, it is evening and you probably won't want to come, but now you are going by bus through Zakopane and I hope that you will be able to come for your beloved son :(" - now this text seems to me a bit bad, but when I put it together it seemed brilliant. The problem is that I do not know why, but my grandfather's phone does not save the messages I sent. I got an uninteresting reply that they were worried, they do not ring all day and I do not deign to write. I thought that I took my grandfather's phone ... When my dad came to cornfield he was fucking mad at me. He said that Grandpa was already blue and pale and all red. I thought about God ... I am a very close person and I would not like anything to happen to him When I was home, for a few minutes I was stupid and hesitated to go inside. Grandpa told me some things that made me slightly depressed: that I don't think I have grown up yet, I am an irresponsible man and he sees that I am fascinated by something else. He said it in such a tone that I felt stupid, but the words hurt me. He did it great, but it got me started with a urge to take a gun and shoot myself in the head. I think that maybe somehow I get it and so I will. I do not want to swallow tablets because I am afraid of pain. And it's strange, because he wants to shoot himself in the mouth not because I'm depressed, but because I'm afraid: this is the rudeness that I recently saw in mcDonald, my irresponsibility and it seems that my grandfather's opinion, what he thinks about me, influenced his opinion. I really did care ... I wanted to write a lot of things on this subject, but I have been writing this diary for over an hour and we still need to write down today. So I will write my thoughts in points: - but to write to the poet that I am irresponsible - which results in my irresponsibility - programming by my parents that it didn't matter where I was - no mobile phone in youth because they did not want us to buy a top-up card - I do not use a mobile phone, it is an unnecessary device, it is only used for games, listening to music, browsing the web and watching movies - It hurt me that he did not notice other things about my views on life.

Hello, Ark

Yesterday's day is traditionally written the next day (I finally replaced the word with a delay) Another sleepless night, in the morning my dad planned a trip with me to visit his sister. I set my conditions that I have a time between 10-14, because I do not want to see venoms. I am reluctant to do it with this computer, but on the other hand, if everything was well done, I could have a very good opinion and reputation thanks to venom. On the other hand, I know that in their company I lose all my vitality ... When I was training, my heart beat faster at the very thought that I should go there and be in her commodity - probably stress ... I even want to talk to my grandfather in private one day about it - about venom, what he really thinks about her, because his opinion is very important to me ... After training, my dad gave me half an hour to do with myself. according to him, I lost a lot, although he has an accelerated watch by 5 minutes and hence this misunderstanding. First we went to the strama. It turned out that the power supply for the webcam, unfortunately, does not work and I will have to buy a new one. Dad was pissed off by this, and he was heartily fed up. He has forgotten my irresponsibility again He took me in front of Santa to the prokom so that I asked for a power supply. At that time, my dad went to his accountant. Unfortunately, they did not have, so I was walking on the way to optimus, in front of the church - there they said that they could bring such a power supply on Saturday at 3pm. the seller warned me about it) and it was 4.5V or 6V - this unfortunately disqualified him from buying. Earlier, the seller used such a damn annoying technique - "this is still an old price". So what is new? higher? He cannot give a new price right away, he will consult this technique with the poet Luke. Dad called, a little pissed off again, but only slightly that I didn't wait for him as we made an appointment. I said that I thought he would be with the accountant for a long time, so in order not to waste time I went to the rabbi. I could use techniques that I haven't learned so far: - Listen, Dad, you went to the accountant, you left me alone, you usually spent a lot of time there, and therefore I decided that it would be better to use your precious time to get the power supply for Strama, which she needs so much. << it would have sounded a lot better already. We were still in the gaze, there was an interesting USB power supply from the car, but I explained that the USB only mode is charging and data exchange, so it is impossible to record at the same time. I took care of these matters at home. I wanted to report a broken power supply, unfortunately the guy said in such a shy, soft voice that he was in the bank and to call in 2 hours. I called 2 hours later, but unfortunately I did not answer the phone. I tested my dad's camera. I configured it for a network called "monitoring" and for the WEP key of David's network. However, I did not test under ad-hoc, I had no nerves. At one point Arek called, or rather wrote text messages. I invited him over and we talked a lot. It was amazing to see him after so long, I was glad to see him. I talked about Kasia, my views, a lot of humor - finally Arek had a sense of my chats, and I had changed and that was another conversation. David in his Hamish tone that I would go looking for books for him - imperative. I used the translator's cutting technique a few times - and maybe some "please" / oh so wonderful you asked me that I couldn't refuse you! Arek helped me with his arguments until it came to the point that we made David a fag: D even when my dad came, he laughed with us that we had to stay away from him and run away: DA then I didn't spend too much time looking for this book . David was silent and did not answer anything - he was strong and did not answer anything, not even his hahaha, because he can not drive away anything better, and this is a piece of dick on his part. I felt a pain in my heart, I wondered again whether to take a tram. There was a little stress too. I explained to Arek that I feel so great in the company of my grandfather in a prison and I do not feel the need to contact people at all. Today, due to the sheer volume of work, I felt a bit depressed, I thought about what I wrote in the previous textbook, that I would like to take a gun and shoot myself in the head. From David I also found out that there is a 1000 PLN scholarship for every engineering student at the scamp. It somehow surprised me, as I looked on the Internet, the scholarship is only for the best students. I will have to consult with Grzesek when we meet. At night, I couldn't sleep again, even though I felt tired. I found out that the radio is perfect. First, I took Zolafren alone, I wanted to take more relanium, but I don't think I took it at all. Take earplugs well and listen to music at the same time - Krakow radio has music all the time around 5 am and is perfect for sleeping. In the morning I was going to Krakow

CodeUmyslu2

Yesterday was written with a delay, for the second time in history, probably with a two-day delay. I will take the diary and write down the point I wrote In the morning I noticed that my grandfather had a slightly thicker changed voice. He said it was by breathing through his mouth at night. Perhaps there is something to the technique of opening the larynx which is described in the book Know Your Voice. And your way, it is high time to write to Eli Shabbat on this matter During the day I was looking for a Wifi network. Grandpa dug up an old little chair from the basement, which we used to use to peel potatoes. First I went to the old place. Unfortunately, putting the laptop on the chair could not connect to this network, despite the fact that there were 2 dashes. I do not know why, but somehow I did not want to clap my laptop on a cold plate. I had a chair, I wanted me to work in more comfortable and more comfortable conditions. Jadzia was passing by (not the one from my dad, but a neighbor). She had to think to herself, but to confuse her appearances I was pointing my hands towards my house pretending that I was exploring something with my house hehe. I think it was a great solution. I looked for the net further, I got to the Kamienio�om - there was a car parked there, VW - sedan, probably bora. Seemingly posts, but later some blonde woman got into it, around 40 years old, and after some time she left. There I noticed an unsecured default network, but unfortunately I was not able to connect to it ... Besides, at 12 o'clock I resumed the training, I did everything according to the instructions written earlier and saved the data. I weigh about 82 kg and I have a similar muscle and fat mass. However, I did not measure myself, somehow I do not want to do it, I am a bit afraid of inheritance, so probably that is why I avoid doing this necessary activity. Sister jadzi wanted me to come and show her something. I asked a few questions - and dad replies: I don't know what to clean there. After all, I've already done everything with this computer and it works like a torpedo? It seems to me that this sister, Jadzia, just wants to meet me. I don't know why, but I don't want to go there. Jadzia, under the guise of an extremely intelligent and bright person, uses it like a voivod's cuba to show her superiority over other people. On the other hand, if I went - I could get to know the worg better !!! How brilliant it is to write a diary, in the end thoughts that write amplify your action! Now I think that I would like to talk to my subconscious. my insomnia started with sleep: are you really doing well. I know there were 2 visions in it: one is a kaja, and the other? maybe Kasia? I do not remember exactly. This is where my sleep problems started I uploaded a few things to my grandfather's phone, including the Mind Code2 which I started reading yesterday. The presented techniques of manipulation seem to me to be great, as if they are becoming more and more refined. Keeps track of everything that matters to you in your notes. In addition to this, I started watching mentalWay. The guest is a genius, extremely wise, intelligent and with a sense of humor. He knows the human psyche perfectly. I write down his quotes in his notes, I liked a few very much, but more about it in the next diary.

Happiness Lost

In the morning, as I mentioned before, I woke up so nervous and not well rested. In the morning I watched Dr. House to fall asleep, but I just watched and never fell asleep. I asked dad for a thermometer - he asked why and why he wanted to go to the doctor. I answered - let me live !!! Said the stupid answer. I could answer a stupid question! Dad gave me a ride to the doctor, he also gave me a ride to my grandfather. In the morning I was obvious I was terribly nervous, we were also discussing about tranxene. I went to Gabi - I asked if he could accept me. The lady at the reception said the dr was about to leave at 11 and that I had to ask him. I thought it was strange, because he writes that he accepts until 13, and at the moment it was about 11:25. I asked the old lady when she came in, if I could ask if she could receive me: she said: "I do not ask the Lord", I could answer her: "You're nice and how kind". After her, there was a nice tall girl and pretty - she let me in. When she opened the door, I touched her back and said that you are on the front. I asked Gabis if he would accept me: he said he would accept, even though I had already left the 11th. The woman sat for quite a long time, although I had prepared an empty package of Nassen (zolpidem) before I took my grandfather from his locker. I asked for a referral to a neurologist - headaches after a mobile phone. He told me to register for an ophthalmologist as well. When I went up, it turned out that the ophthalmologist paid 50 PLN for the visit, because the clinic had not signed a contract with the national health fund. Gabis asked in such a vague tone: are you already taking such drugs? I think he did not like such a drug please, he looked through the file back, I think he was looking for or I took it already. I replied that I had already taken estazolan. The best thing is that a few days earlier I asked for Relanium ... Beautiful, I wonder what he thought about me ... She was almost 12, I thought my dad was probably already waiting outside, so I figured I have to use my mind - how to avoid it. Good thing there was a back door. I went to a nearby pharmacy and bought zolpidem - it cost about PLN 14. I came back, my dad was just entering the clinic - I prefer - Dad! He met the gabis and shook his hand, I thought so that they just wouldn't talk, but my stress was under control and I was fairly calm. I told what the matter was, we were looking for another clinic. We drove up to the spa - but it's nice there, it's nice to come there, there's an elevator, a restaurant where I ordered an oatmeal cookie. I registered - it turned out that the ophthalmologist was free of charge, while the neurologist already paid PLN 40 for the visit, but they recommended that it was free of charge in front of Poniatowski. on March 14 at 9:50 am I have an appointment with an ophthalmologist. We went back there and I signed up to see a neurologist Then to the shopping mall, at the checkout, I saw this young black woman again (twenty-something years old). I gave shopping and the cashier asked if I was 18 years old. I asked and how much do I look like? :) I took my driving license and showed it to her, she was surprised that I am 20 years old (almost 21). I also bought a cutlet sandwich When I left, I argued with my dad about schizophrenia - I presented my arguments to him that he and I had exactly the same thing. However, this one does not believe me and still insists that I have schizophrenia. In conclusion, I admitted to him that he was right about the david who bought the lapop, that before leaving, he has to plan everything in advance and unfortunately I miss these features. At home, I was taking care of the strike webcam - unfortunately the memory card does not work, until a certain point it saves until there is a flap and the files seem to be unreadable. you will have to make a complaint about this memory card When I checked, we left the city to look for a memory card. Unfortunately, in alsen it was terribly expensive PLN 249 and it would be available in 2 days. We went in front of Mikołaj to Prokom. There, we managed to test the card on the spot and we bought it for PLN 189 We are back, I told my dad that IT is not my calling. So he asked what? I said that I want to bring justice in line with a story that happened recently in mcDonald. I must finally listen to a course of controlling my own emotions - I wonder if there will be any interesting techniques there. As I said it, I cried, I thought - God, why is there so much rudeness here, I want to destroy such lads, weed this world away from someone like that! At that moment, I saw that someone was entering the house, it was Uncle Jacek, I had to wipe my tears. PS We were in chestnuts before, to get the invoice data for the strike from my dad's laptop. They were talking, I was testing the camera and the network card - for some reason, he suddenly cannot see the network, and in addition the cdrom stopped working, after uninstalling the drivers for the network card, the system stopped working completely. I dealt with it somehow - I put the files on the USB flash drive and reinstalled the program with the drivers there. I was also looking for instructions for the webcam, I thought that since I should not have a film on the CD, I did so. After lunch, we went to the strama. I spoke very well, a little personally, for example: I don't like to see myself on camera. She asked for a voice: just as strange to me, though the others seem to have a normal voice. I became emotionally attached to her. I explained everything about this camera to her. She paid really generously: as much as PLN 130 + she wanted to pay extra for the card. I said no, I will count it to be fair. It came out with a surcharge of PLN 15, and away as much as 50. In addition, he gave me a monthly ticket, although first I had a discount of PLN 8 and told me to come and get it every month. But a generous reward - she did a lot for me. I promised myself that I would collect as many photocopies of student cards as possible in order to help her - she is a real woman! There was also a staszek, probably her best employee - I feel that I fell out a bit stupidly in places, but I quickly got back into shape. At home, I even told my dad that I wanted to sincerely repay her and I would do everything to do it. I even thought of a possible combination and security to help her. I hope you will succeed! I also planned things for tomorrow. While in the shop, I bought chocolates for Kasia, although there was really little money left. At the strama I was sitting on wifi and I had a headache. Now, as if my eyes hurt - maybe this is some new symptom ... I noticed that when I charged my dad the batteries on the porch now have a much longer life. In a moment I will do exactly the same with my laptop all night long - I get up early in the morning so it won't get overloaded. I wonder what value the battery will reach.

Sleepless Nervousness

Yesterday was written with considerable delay. When I got back, I slept until 2pm and my dad woke me up. I wanted to sleep again, my head ached, but unfortunately, as usual, dad ordered me to go to church. I came back, I watched dr. House several times. There was an interesting episode where he was shot and he was talking as if with his own subconscious. Earlier part of the episode when they were treating Herman's atypical disease. I couldn't sleep at night, even though I felt sleepy after the Hausa. I even wanted to stop taking my medication completely today. I took a double dose, but I did not sleep anything and in the morning my dad did not recognize me - I was probably so nervous, but I will write about it in a moment