maybe it's three cups of coffee, maybe its maybelline

Lately I keep coming back home in 40 minutes. 40 fucking minutes of me left alone with a mindfuck. I know it's not any first time kind of experience, blame damn Cracovian streets, but sometimes I think too much and it is hard trying to shut up all the ideas in my head. As Winona Ryder said, "If it fucking existed I'd thought of that."

I don't wanna sound like some freaking drama queen, though, being stuck in the last bus I thought, gosh, maybe I am actually a lucky person. I mean, usually Lady Irony of Life do not touch me, rather pokes me but it's not like a slap in a face. Usually not. So, in between of one kid in a baby carriage crying and a mother trying to make him wearing a hat, I thought, "Yeah, maybe I could be wrong with my ideas, but how is that even possible when they represent what I experienced at the moment of presenting them?" I already got tired of getting angry,so I shall sum up the talk I had lately with a meme.

Another 40 minutes, somehow almost always decorated with crying babies in the background, I've spent on the thing that I guess most of my friends experience in the buses, that is thinking about stories. Maybe it's a little bit like this quote I've found on tumblr lately that the mind is addicted to telling stories. If that's the case mine should get a detox long ago.

Anyway, I got rly involved in this one particular project I am working on and~ well, let's say, the problem is not the way I imagine the ending but the way I cannot think of a continuation. Of course, my pinata brain gives me a bunch of possibilities for the themes and problems, but what with the main charas? Should I change their background or what? It's not like I cannot start writing without a cont in my mind but I wish it could cover at least one more story. (I have three covers, they deserve at least some text :P).

Food! Yes that's what gets somewhere in between all those storm of ideas. That's interesting, now when I think of it, I never thought about my charas' fav food - I mean it's not the most important thing, but, ha!

Lately I have a good flow in the kitchen. Food planning gets quite important when you don't have much time for cooking during the day :P. Therefore, from time to time, my minds is traveling over the kitchen. Sometimes I think it's the only place when you cannot allow your thoughts getting you mindfucked, because it's too easy to screw sth up then. So, when I already get to the kitchen, magic happens, hoho. Sadly, mostly the vegetarian magic, but I'm proud of my latest invention. Just look at this awesome pepper-pumpkin soup with tamagoyaki and a bread roll with shallot-garlic butter! Perfection obtained makes the mind find its ease.

more than just a Hat with a plan

Since finals has still not ended this is how my life looks like: learn, write a project, learn, make a presentation, learn, die of the heat, learn, realize your notes are so full of shit, deers, do this:

Then as follow: learn, HannibalHannibalHannibal. Learn and maybe finally go to sleep, although you wish u spent your night at the balcony. 

Of course summer is cool - thanks Thor it's not raining or getting very cold at night so I can even catch some sun on my skin in the morning. Though, the same amount of nice weather makes our neighbors party animals, so every night one may either hear a very unclear bass tune or a very clear and noisy people talk. I don't want to say anything or sth, but it's very rude, especially for the uni students. Besides, it makes me hungry only in the evening, when it's a little less hot so I tend to make very late dinners and so go to sleep later.

Though, it makes me more creative and oh my, yesterday I made such a good salad with grapes and pasta with garlic I almost cried myself how an awesome cook I am ;p.

Also, this blog makes me hungry.

So far I am doing well with the finals, although the exams are kinda stressful, as always. Though, I'm proud of myself getting B on my EU Law exam - those were the hardest classes of the semester but the easiest exam ever (though, passing the classes was the biggest pain in the ass of the last few months). The weirdest thing is now passing the sociological methods classes - it's only 3 ECTS but it already makes me mad: we had to pass quizzes every week (I needed to write one again because the teacher thought I haven't written it), read plenty of hell'a difficult texts, write a FUCKING HARD exam containing 20 open questions AND make a project of a sociological study... which we still have to present today although it's already the exams time (it should have been done before so we get a pass for classes).

And here I am, I passed the sociology exam somehow. Also, it's time to choose MB's paper's supervisors, which again makes me think are those studies right for me.

I chose one name already only basing on what are this mister's academical interests. I have no idea who he is, is he a good supervisor, and, on the top of that, I have no idea whether the topic I am thinking about women organizations is fine.

Oh gosh, I need to finish the exams soon, I start over thinking and an amount of books to read is piling up on my desktop. I have Zadie Smith, King, Steinbeck and Harris waiting for me! Don't worry my precious ones I will be done soon. *hugs the PC and hisses heavily*

Am I getting crazy?

always do what you're afraid to do

While keeping this beautiful sentence in mind I decided to write a script. Yes, I know it's hard. Yes, I know I haven't had any creative writing classes in screenplay writing. And you know what? I-don't-care. Also, I am fully aware of a fact that I already have a great and lovely draft made by me&pućka just by my hand and it should probably be taken into consideration if I want to write anything. Though, I just have this strong feeling that my idea has to be written down. Also, there are so many lame ideas in this one that I rly should not be afraid that much. It is no serious deal anyway, just writing for fun.

Anyway, I do not want to spoil it much, but I am glad that I managed to create some nice characters for this - and I'm pretty impressed that I constructed the whole story while 2h long bus drive. Actually the more I think about a fabulous talk I had w/one of my friends lately about building heroines the more happy I am (that I did not screw it. At least I believe so). So, since this idea of a script came to me I am having hard days reading all the possible sources about script-writing - I also found some page w/popular scripts and drafts (and it is even more fun then reading about writing).

 At this particular moment I am working on dividing the whole story into scenes - it is very tricky but I read that a good way in which one may cope with that is to write them on small stick notes. That's a lot of work and it started to remain a police whiteboard, I mean like one of those they have on Castle.

Speaking about Castle:

I am SO happy that I found this book in a bookstore! And it's even in Polish! Now I can give it to my mom and auntie to read~. I have to write the translator a nice letter and boast her ego a little bit, so the rest of the series will soon come to the store's shelves. I did read this one already, but I enjoyed it so much I will definitely read it now, since I have some spare time.

Yup, I'm home for the long weekend already. Though it's not all doing nothing of course. I have some plans and I try to stick to them, like cleaning, helping around the house and cooking (omg today I made some chicken w/carrots and it was SO GOOD. I could have write the recipe down. Damn it.) Although, it did not bring any obstacles to sweet wasting my whole afternoon on walks around the house and playing with cats. I can't help it, they are so cute.

And for a fabulous closing, a song that can't go off my mind lately